In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 760 The Homeland Is Unbearable to Look Back!

As night fell, Yang Hao gently opened the screen window, bathed in a faint light, looking up at the cold autumn moon, feeling desolate and extremely confused in his heart.

He is the former prince of the Sui Dynasty, the son of a sage prince, and he majors in royal skills!
The Great Sui collapsed and returned to the Tang Dynasty. Li Shimin had a kind heart. He not only saved his own life, but was also named a prince.
First-class princes, above the three princes, have a detached status, and above the court, they are also respected!

The price is that his previous ambitions and enthusiasm have all been wiped out, and he has no hope of being a great treasure ever since.

"Now, the world has belonged to the Li family, and it has nothing to do with my Yang family. Li Shimin has won the hearts of the world, is powerful, and has many gods to protect the law. The throne has been firmly established. Even if he becomes the supreme, he cannot shake it at all! Today At this moment, do I really need to practice the ancient kingly way? After all, the kingly way that cannot become an emperor is useless! Should I cut off the past and find another way? If so, my future Where is the road?" Yang Hao asked himself from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't get an answer.

At this time, there were fireworks blooming in the distance, illuminating the sky of Chang'an. Among the brilliance, Yang Hao's eyes were a little blurred: "Has the New Year arrived?"

In the New Year's Eve, the former capital of the gods is also brightly lit and filled with fireworks!
That year in the Jiangnan House, I was full of ambition and looking forward to the future. When I first met Chen Xiu, it seemed to be the New Year's Eve, right?
It was also that year, when the current Patriarch of the Chen family, Chen Ce, stepped into the realm of heaven, and Chen Xiu emerged in the Jianghu, starting his ups and downs in the Jianghu life!
It seems that it was also this year that my father made up his mind to go to the south of the Yangtze River on a dragon boat to enjoy Qionghua.
All of a sudden, Yang Hao felt a little homesick in her heart, and the place that carried her life for the past 30 years was like a picture scroll, and scenes emerged in her eyes: the palace of the imperial city, the Xuanjing Division of the gods, The Prince's Mansion, King Qi's Mansion, and the streets I once walked through.
Maybe, I should go back and have a look?

Review your past and find your way and direction for the future! !
In the middle of the night, he stepped into the palace of Chang'an and met the current Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin! !
"You said that you have been away for many years, and you want to return to the old capital of God and take a look at your hometown?" Li Shimin said in a low voice, his eyes were deep and dark, unfathomable, "I'm sure! It's human nature to think about returning home, I can understand it." ! How many followers do you need?"

"If Your Majesty trusts me, I want to go alone quietly." Yang Yan said softly, with a sincere face.

He knew that as the former prince, he should be strictly monitored. This request was too offensive, but he still said it!

"I'm sure! I'm out alone, even if it's the capital of the gods in the past, you have to be careful." Li Shimin agreed leisurely.

At noon, when the sun is rising, there are thousands of buildings and boats on the spacious canal, and hundreds of boats compete for the flow, which is extremely lively and prosperous!

The ancient gods with quite a historical style stand on the bank of the river, majestic and far-reaching, containing flawless vicissitudes and ancient charm! !
"Shendu, it's still so high-spirited." The rowing boatman seemed to be quite emotional, "Such a boldness is rare in the world!"

Looking at the familiar ancient road, Yang Hao sighed softly, his thoughts seemed to return to his youth.

At that time, the capital of gods was the center of the world, much better than Chang'an City!

All kingdoms come to court, families gather, heroes come forth in large numbers, they swallow ten thousand miles like a tiger, and there is a real emperor in charge, the emperor suppresses, and the domineering power makes it difficult for the world's masters to breathe. Whether it is a dragon or a tiger among the gods, they all have to bow their heads and bow , how domineering?

Now, although the old form is still there, the former energy has completely dissipated!
The boatman docked the bamboo boat at the port, and Yang Yan walked through the deep city gate alone. His eyes were full of memories, as if he had returned to the past.

Instead of going to the inner city, he stopped in front of a mottled ancient palace.

The palace is extremely spacious, with small bridges and flowing water inside, but it is now dilapidated, with many broken walls and ruins, countless scratches and burning marks, full of dilapidation and desolation!
Staring at the traces left by the years and the flames of war, Yang Hao let out a long sigh, and slowly wiped away the dust that fell on the ground plaque.

A few ancient characters with dim luster and gilt gloomy came into his eyes: protect the country and support the palace of the king!
"The mansion of the old prince, the last few loyal ministers of my Great Sui Dynasty." There was a bit of sadness in Yang Hao's eyes.

If on that day, my father did not take the dragon boat to the south of the Yangtze River, and the old prince was not forced to leave the capital, then would the situation change?
It was really a wrong step, every step was wrong! !
"It would be great if we could go back to the past and rewrite this period of history! At least, my Sui Dynasty shouldn't perish so quickly..." Yang Hao closed his eyes, feeling the moist breeze blowing by the river. Everything that happened flashed before his eyes!
Overwhelmed water is hard to recover, and time cannot return after all!

With incomparable sadness, Yang Hao came to the mansion he was very familiar with.

That was Prince Qi's mansion, the mansion where he lived before his father went to Jiangnan.

There are several bookshelves in the room, and the ancient books on the desk are the same as they were many years ago.

"Tianlong Yuxi." Yang Hao's eyes fell on that page, and he flashed a smile of reminiscence.

Back then, for the sake of this human treasure, I did not hesitate to go down to the south of the Yangtze River, and it was here that I witnessed Chen Ce's journey to heaven.

It was also this time that I met Chen Xiu who had not risen yet!

After returning from the south of the Yangtze River, my father began to cast dragon boats, preparing for the banquet of Qionghua, which was going to the south of the Yangtze River.

He himself was also formally named the crown prince and moved into the prince's mansion. He didn't even have time to clean up the items in Prince Qi's mansion! !
That is also my last day to enjoy!

In the subsequent Sui Dynasty, the sun was declining and the mountains and rivers were declining!
"Forget it, so what if it only adds sentimentality here?" Yang Wei laughed at himself, took a deep look at everything in Prince Qi's mansion, and walked out of the mansion slowly.

At this time, I just noticed that I actually stayed in the mansion for an afternoon!
Now, it is night time, and the lights on both sides of the road are bright!

Walking on the street with flashing lights, Yang Hao felt that he was out of tune with such a lively atmosphere!

"Don't recall the past! The past, let it pass." Yang Hao comforted himself!

The past is like smoke, and the motherland can't bear to look back!
At this moment, his eyes froze.

Among the vast crowd, a handsome Confucian scholar walked out slowly in a toga with long sleeves and a wooden hairpin.

Walking like a fairy, it seems to be detached from all living beings.

Exactly, [Magician] Liang Xiao!
"Prince of the Sui Dynasty, should we chat?" Liang Xiao showed a deep smile!
(End of this chapter)