man sanctified in death row vest

Tianjing seven years.

The young emperor, who is only eight years old, is still unable to take care of himself, and the eldest princess Wei Ruyi assists in government affairs behind the scenes.

In the imperial court, the princess faction, headed by Jiang Gaoyi, the Minister of Justice, and the royalist faction, headed by General Zhen Guobei, had gone through five years of open and covert fighting, and the royalist faction was gradually declining.

In the blink of an eye, six years passed.

In addition to General Huo Huobei who is still guarding the north, General West, General East, and General South, three of the four generals in Zhenguo, either because of their old age or because they are not interested in government affairs, have successively dismissed their troops and returned to their fields, and replaced them with newcomers from the princess's faction. .

Since the eldest princess came to power, she has eliminated dissidents with an iron fist and made a series of reforms.

Yu Wen: The former six ministries were abolished, the left and right prime ministers were abolished, and the Central Academy was established, with various ministries under the Central Academy.

Yu Wu: The eldest princess implemented the separation of military powers and divided "sending troops", "military registration" and "managing troops" into three departments.In the past, marshals and generals no longer had familiar subordinates, and all military forces were centralized and deployed by the eldest princess.

Yu Gong: The eldest princess emphasized "meritism" in her official promotion, abolished hereditary titles, established terms for officials, and replaced the positions of important officials in the court. She vigorously promoted the imperial examination system, selected talents, and established "Wen Zhuangyuan" and "Wu Zhuangyuan". The previous three-year session was changed to an annual session.She spent three years radically cutting off the bloated official system and cutting off many unnecessary positions.

Yu private: The eldest princess pays little attention to taxes, hires people to compile "Nong Shu" and "Business Book", builds water conservancy, controls floods and relieves droughts; reclaims farmland, develops agriculture; encourages people to do business, and promotes commercial development.

Outside: The eldest princess sent envoys to the Western Regions and Northern Barbarians many times, and vigorously developed the navigation industry to unite overseas island countries.

In the eighth year of Tianjing's reign, the northern barbarian wilderness was officially merged into the Daqian Dynasty and was named "Manzhou".

The 36 countries in the Western Regions successively surrendered to the Daqian Dynasty.

Each of the 36 countries is named a state according to its own name, and the 36 states are collectively called "Daxizhou".

Tianjing 12 years, spring.

Huo Huo was wearing a bamboo hat and a light shirt, carrying a jug of wine, and pushed open the door of Zheng's house.

In the courtyard, Zheng Haoran has gray hair on his temples and is full of energy. He moves slowly in the courtyard and punches softly.

"Old Zheng, you bastard, your movements are limp, haven't you eaten?"

Huo Huo looked at it from a distance for a while, his eyes widened, and he shook the flagon in his hand, making a loud noise, just to wake up the wine worm in Old Zheng's stomach, and said cheerfully.

Ten years have passed by so quickly. Zheng Haoran is already in his sixties, but except for his hair being a little grayer, his energy and energy are still the same as before. Huo Huo is extremely envious and secretly wonders if this old monster has taken some tonic soup. .

Zheng Haoran punched out a set of soft "Weakness Fist", his palms sank, looked at his old friend for many years, and said with a smile: "I quit early."

"Then...have a drink?"

Huo Huo asked tentatively.

"Then... just have a drink, a little bit." Zheng Haoran pinched his thumb and index finger, indicating what "a little bit" means.

So, the two old men squatted at the corner of the courtyard wall, secretly sharing the wine in the pot with you and me.Originally agreed to be a little bit, Zheng Haoran couldn't help but drink more "a little bit", add "a little bit", and finally "a little bit", a deeply emotional "a little bit", back and forth, the two of them talked endlessly. Squatting in the corner and pouring out the wine in the jug, it was enjoyable.

"Old Zheng, what's the name of that thing you hit in the yard just now?"

"It's nothing famous." Zheng Haoran laughed: "My son taught me the fitness boxing method, which is said to be good for health and longevity. What kind of name is it...Tai Chi or something, it can't kill people."

"By the way, your grandson...is there a horoscope?"

Huo Huo asked through his drunkenness.

Zheng Haoran's face collapsed when he heard the words: "We don't know what happened, the young couple ran to the old genius doctor Situ every three days, and two years have passed since this run, Yue Linglong's belly is still there. movement."

"Aren't you worried that your old Zheng family will have no heirs...?"

"Hey!" Zheng Haoran looked very openly, and said with a smile: "Our Zheng family has a tradition, and it has always been a single pass. This is fate. Maybe in a few years, their young couple may not be able to have children. His mother is I was so worried that I secretly asked me at night if I wanted to persuade my son to take some concubines, but my son and Yue'er had a good relationship and refused to do so, so that's it."

Huo Huo seemed to remember something, sighed lightly, and didn't speak again.

"Speaking of which, the old wolf asked the merchant to bring a jar of tonic wine, saying that it was mixed with their northern man's secret recipe, and I will give them a taste later." Zheng Haoran said, thinking of the time when he and the wolf king were in the northern man's battlefield. Zheng Haoran's eyes gradually became a little bit more stern, he was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "I still remember that more than ten years ago, the old wolf looked like he was going to die, he was dying. I didn't expect this dog to survive another ten years, life is impermanent."

"You know how Lao Lang said no?" Zheng Haoran pretended to be mysterious and raised his index finger.

He learned this action from his son, and thought it was cool, so he learned it.

"Old Wolf wrote a letter saying that if he doesn't see his grandson for one day, he will never return to the West! Hahaha——"

Zheng Haoran laughed out loud.

Huo Huo's eyes widened.

Zheng Haoran smiled and stopped laughing.

The atmosphere was inexplicably more dull.

"Old Huo."

"Ok?"

"You didn't come here today to catch up with me, did you?"

Huo Huo was noncommittal, and asked with a smile, "Isn't it possible?"

Zheng Haoran shook his head: "We are all getting old."

"Yeah, in the blink of an eye, I'm almost 60 years old."

"I'm 63."

Huo Huo arched his hands: "Brother!"

Zheng Haoran: "Brother Huo!"

The two smiled at each other.

"How many years have you grown, Brother Huo, please listen to me." Zheng Haoran's eyes flashed.

Huo Huo squinted his eyes: "Brother, please tell me."

Zheng Haoran sighed: "Stop messing around."

Huo Huo shrank his pupils and remained silent.

"Zheng! Hao! Of course! You're fucking drinking again!"

After a while, the roar of the Hedong lion came from outside the wall.

Zheng Haoran reacted very quickly and kicked Huo Huo out.

"Lao Huo! You're hiding from our house to drink again!"

Huo Huo was kicked out of the yard, and when he turned around, Zheng Haoran disappeared.Another pretty light blue figure flashed across the wall like lightning, ignoring Huo Huo, and chased in the direction where Zheng Haoran was escaping.

The elderly couple chased and fought on the wall of Zheng's house.

This scene made many people in the Zheng family laugh secretly.

At this time.

Huo Huo, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, heard footsteps behind him.

Four good-looking maidservants of the Zheng family, who were in the age of tigers and wolves, walked over the bluestone road with small steps.

Huo Huo often came to Zheng's house and knew that these four maidservants were Zheng Xiu's personal maidservants. They had strange names and they were called respectively: Zhizhi, Bobo, Pingping, and Lily.

Huo Huo often stared at the Zheng family ten years ago, and he didn't notice when the Zheng family had four more maids.It didn't exist before, but one day, it appeared in the blink of an eye.

There were gossip in the city that the four maidservants had an indistinct relationship with the young master of the Zheng family.

Huo Huo believed it at first, after all, he always saw the four maidservants flirting with the young master of the Zheng family.But their stomachs have been flat for ten years, and now Huo Huo doesn't believe that rumor much.

Unless, it was Young Master Zheng who couldn't have a baby.

Ha~ How is this possible?

Huo Huo would rather believe that Master Zheng and the four beautiful maids are innocent.

Of course, there were rumors in the city that Mrs. Zheng's body was cold and she couldn't bear a baby. I don't know if it's true or not.

"Young master invites you."

The four maids' manners and gaits were surprisingly similar, and they laughed at the same time.

Huo Huo was taken aback for a moment, his expression solemn.

"Please lead the way!"

……

When Huo Huo came to Zheng's house, the sky was refreshing.

Drinking a little wine with Zheng Haoran, the sun is shining brightly.

But when he came outside the east chamber, the temperature suddenly cooled down. It was like early winter in December, and there seemed to be an invisible layer of frost in the air, which was refreshing to the bones.

Turning around the corner, Huo Huo saw a "picture".

Zheng Xiu, wearing a white gown, with his long hair loosely draped, sat in the middle of the courtyard.

The surrounding flowers were withered, and the entire yard was paved with a layer of gray-brown that was incompatible with the surrounding areas.Behind Zheng Xiu, under the eaves, his wife Yue Linglong wrapped her body in a robe. Her face was mottled with shadows and could not be seen clearly.Huo Huo could only vaguely see Yue Linglong's unusually pale complexion.

Huo Huo was stunned. It seemed that in his "impression", Mrs. Zheng from the Northern Barbarians did not like the sun. There were rumors that she had a strange disease, but other than that, she was no different from ordinary people.

Haven't seen each other for about two or three years.

How many years is it?
A strange question mark appeared in Huo Huo's heart.It seemed that he couldn't remember the last time he saw Zheng Xiu.As if it was yesterday, or a few years ago, a long-term memory came to mind, but it seemed as if it was yesterday. This memory gave Huo Huo a strange sense of disobedience.

"Uncle Huo."

Zheng Xiuxiu was painting in the yard and greeted Huo Huo from a distance.

"My nephew."

Huo Huo shook his head, waved away the strange sense of disobedience in his mind, and returned the greeting calmly.

"The sun is a little hot, you go back to your room and rest."

Zheng Xiu turned his head and said softly to Yue Linglong.

Yue Linglong nodded, her eyes as cold as snow swept over Huo Huan.In an instant, Huo Huo couldn't help shivering. In an instant, he couldn't help having the illusion of being scratched by ice cubes on his eyelids, and he was in pain.

"Qingpi, Ji Hongou, please step aside. Uncle Huo probably wants to have a private chat with me."

Not long after Yue Linglong entered the room.

Zheng Xiu raised his head and whispered to the "empty" roof.

Huo Huo was shocked, his pupils almost shrunk into the shape of wheat, and he looked towards the roof.

At some point, there were two people sitting there.

One person is dressed as a farmer, with straw sandals on his feet, a bamboo hat on his head, and a pipe of dry tobacco.

The other young woman still has a charming charm, wearing a beautiful red shirt, bright and charming, with a variety of styles, her waist is bulging, and with the movement of her clothes, there is a faint scent of flowers on her body.

"Acquaintance, don't poison."

At the end of Zheng Xiu, one more reminder.

Ji Hongou nodded sullenly.

The fragrance of the flowers disappeared suddenly, as if it had never come before.

Only then did Huo Huo realize that he was feeling dizzy, as if he had been poisoned.

"Thirteen, let's go."

Ji Hongou covered her mouth and chuckled, clapped her hands, a handful of faint gold powder emitted a shimmering light, she held Qing Shisan's arm and jumped off the roof with a smile, disappearing in front of Huo Huo.

Huo Huo held his breath and subconsciously pressed the handle of the knife at his waist.

Zheng Xiu, with long hair and shawl, painted his own picture with a calm expression.

Swish!
The nib of the pen made a slight sound on the drawing paper, and now it fell on Huo Huo's ear, but it grew louder and louder, as if an invisible claw was scratching at his chest, scratching harder and harder, and finally grabbed his heart fiercely.

Withered flowers in the courtyard, a man with white hair painting, a gloomy sky, and bright sunlight.

Yeah!

On the top of the wall, a few bald old crows landed.

patter!
In a blink of an eye, it rained!

sand!sand!sand!
It's windy!
sand!sand!sand!
The sound of the wind, the sound of the rain, and the low chirping of the old crow, the surrounding sounds could not cover the sound of Zheng Xiu's painting.

Huo Huo's face became paler and paler, and there were more and more sweat stains on his face, which wet his clothes a lot.Huo Huo couldn't help trembling all over his body. He looked behind Zheng Xiu. The black shadow in a white gown actually "stands up". The shadow swung wildly like a tentacle.

"puff!"

Huo Huo opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The sound of pen and paper rubbing against each other stopped.

Zheng Xiu stopped writing.

The wind has never come, the rain has never fallen, the flowers in the yard are still withered, and there are no crows on the wall at all.

Everything is like delusional imagination.

Huo Huo recalled the terrible scene just now in horror. He suddenly realized that it seemed that from the moment he stepped into the yard, from the moment he suddenly felt that the people and scenery in front of him were as artistic as a "painting", he had You fell into the opponent's "trick".

"Meow!"

Suddenly, there was a shrill meow from behind.

Huo Huo was so frightened that he almost peed.

There was an old orange female cat behind me at some point, lying at the door, blocking the door.

"call……"

Huo Huo wiped the corners of his mouth, wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "Fighting wild geese all day long, you were blinded by being pecked at the end. Are you the suzerain of Jingzong?"

Jingzong was established as the state religion by the princess's official document five years ago, and temples were set up in various places, with a detached status and a strange influence in the court. They seem to be everywhere, but they are everywhere.Their religious emblem is a burning red flame, like a "red fire" that burns away all the dirt in the world.

All these years, Huo Huo has been tracking down the mastermind behind the Jingzong, all over the country. After several years of investigation, a clue made him realize that the legendary Jingzong's suzerain has always been in the old nest of the imperial city.

That clue led him here.

"unimportant."

Zheng Xiu smiled faintly and waved to Huo Huo: "Uncle Huo, come and see my paintings."

Seeing the junior waving to him, Huo Huo suddenly had an illusion.That indifferent tone and casual tone made him feel as if he was a junior in front of him.

Huo Huo came closer. When he saw clearly what was written on the paper, a chill ran down his spine and he took two steps back.

The painting on the paper is a magnificent palace. In the center of the palace, a graceful and luxurious emperor is sitting in the center wearing an imperial crown, giving orders to all officials.

That emperor is a woman.

A... Empress!
"Uncle Huo, you should retire."

The man gently put the pen aside, raised his eyes and spoke softly, but there was an unquestionable majesty in his words.

"……it is good."

The years-long cold war between the royalist faction and the princess faction has come to an end.

The next day, Huo Huo was disarmed and returned to the field.

He is known as "the last Marshal Zun'an".

……

The empty yard.

One person and one cat sit under the eaves.

The orange cat lay lazily, seemingly taking a nap, but the trembling whiskers showed that she was clearly not asleep.

"You say you hate sleep, and it seems true."

"...I hate being dug into secrets."

"You told me yourself. You also said that once you fall asleep, terrible things will happen. After you fall asleep, it is 'His' territory." Zheng Xiu raised an index finger and almost revealed the thing: " One time when we went into the cave, you suddenly jumped up and beat thousands of bats in the cave into scum. You said that bats are what you hate the most in your life. Speaking of which, beings at your level like to use a similar Using the appearance of an 'animal' as a totem? Your mortal enemy is... a 'god' who looks like a bat?"

"Shut up." Orange Cat's face fell, and he changed the subject: "Are you sure you can do it this time?"

Zheng Xiu smiled slightly, knowing that the orange cat did not want to mention this, so he followed Lady Anne's words and said: "I have tried the tyrant, the benevolent king, the foolish king, and the young emperor. But neither the benevolent way nor the iron-blooded way can defeat that guy. Hook it out.”

"I tried keeping Old Wei alive, or letting his three sons become emperors."

"Even Wei Chen has done it."

"The 'Emperor' seems to look down on this kind of emperor... he is too ordinary and not qualified."

"This time, I will try to make Er Niang the empress."

"An empress who is worthy of eternal fame."

"The success rate is [-]%."

The orange cat nodded, and stretched out its fist towards Zheng Xiu: "It must be taken."

Zheng Xiu touched it with his fist: "It must be taken."

then.

The young emperor wrote the "Edict of Abdication" in his own handwriting.