Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 564

Princess Yiren is on fire again.

This time it wasn't because she had written another good poem.

In fact, after the war started, all the literati who used to write poems shut up.

Reciting poetry cannot save the country.

Those poems that were talked about gradually disappeared.

This is not the case at all, but because the war started, those women in Hualou no longer sang.

Good poems are gradually forgotten when no one sings them.

Shen Guo's women are more backbone than Shen Guo's scholars.

Whether it was Liu'er City, which perished in the fire, or Fengyue Street beside Shencheng City, there was no sound.

Nor is it because of Princess Yiren's teaching bad daughter.

Although this statement is indeed shocking.

It was her letter of renunciation.

A severance book that uses papyrus as a letter.

It can be called Princess Yiren's least literary talent letter, but it became popular all over the world and the three kingdoms.

It also revealed the real reason for Shen Huangyu's death.

More and more people took to the streets to protest against Empress Dowager Zhao.

More and more people were killed and left dead in the streets and alleys.

Natural disasters are getting worse.

After the snow, it was extremely hot again.

Those streets and alleys are full of dead bodies, and the whole city of Shanghai is full of stench.

There was a rotten smell in the air.

Jing Huangrui, the current Holy Emperor, although he did not live in the palace, but at the moment he is still living in Shen Guohuang City, where the Supreme Emperor used to live.

It is very gorgeous, majestic, exquisite everywhere, with pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, tall buildings and high windows.

Jing Huangrui was standing on the tall building at the moment.

"The dangerous building is a hundred feet high. You can pick the stars with your hands. You dare not speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavenly beings. Princess Yiren wrote this poem, right?"

Emperor Jing suddenly asked.

Kumuchun on the side nodded.

On the other side, Xiao Guoshi Chong Yan, who was called to accompany Emperor Jing, also nodded.

Jing Huangrui looked up at the sky, it was sunny again, and he couldn't quite open his eyes.

It was very hot. At this moment, the clothes on his body could no longer be worn, and he changed into a tulle robe from the south, which gave him the feeling of a southern scholar.

But Jing Huangrui's behavior is more chic and generous, and his clothes are not so strict. If he insists on speaking, he is more like a celebrity, and if he is talking about life, he is more like a Taoist priest.

After Jing Guo soldiers settled in Shencheng, many soldiers were surrounded by women.

Some were snatched by themselves, and some were sent by local officials.

They were all a little reluctant to leave.

There are countless beautiful wine and food beauties here.

Jing Huangrui never wanted beautiful women.

Jing Huangrui usually likes to have Ku Muchun to accompany him, and Ku Muchun knows Shen Guo a lot.

At the same time, some Shen Guo officials will be summoned.

There is also a small national teacher.

"I heard that the princess also wrote a letter of renunciation. In my opinion, if there are thousands of poems without this book, at least they are true and sincere."

Jing Huangrui actually praised Princess Yiren when he opened his mouth, Ku Muchun didn't know how to answer, and the little national teacher was even more silent.

Jing Huangrui shook his head, suddenly missing Lu Xun Lu Wu a little bit.

The nerds and idiots of the Lu family will at least talk back and argue with themselves.

But the boy in front of him was also a young man, but he was more silent.

Thinking of the news they had received, they probably had returned to the wilderness or gone to the country of Xi by now.

Jing Huangrui was a little depressed.

Prince Yun, a prodigal son, really can't guard his family well. People born as monks are just too soft-hearted and can't accomplish anything.

How to teach yourself how to trust the world to him?
He missed Jing country a little bit, missed Jing country's cold wind, heroic city, rough singing, and big pieces of meat.

He found that he really missed it.

He never thought that he would be unaccustomed to being in Shanghai.

Shanghai is known as the number one city in the world.

Shen Guo is known as the number one country in the world.

When he was a child, the elders in his family always looked forward to Shencheng and envied him very much.

But now he is standing on the tallest tower in Shencheng, looking at the whole city of Shencheng, but he feels dull.

He couldn't wait any longer, and if he waited any longer, his men would be drained by wine and lust.

A soul who did not die in war but died in wine and sex cannot return to the embrace of the God of War.

The whole city of Shanghai was built and developed by them, and they lingered on it.

I forgot that I was a soldier of Jing State, and that Jing State still had my father and fellow villagers, who were hungry and cold.

Jing Huangrui felt that this was very dangerous.

It was not the result of his own battle, like a flower in a mirror, Jing Huangrui was not at ease.

Turning around and seeing the small wooden national teacher, Jing Huangrui actually looked a little kind at first, because he looked similar to his stupid nephew.

But it still looks bad.

The little national teacher is even more immature.

"Why did she ask you to come here?"

"The Empress Dowager would like to invite you to a banquet in the palace. The moonlight is very bright tonight, and it will be a full moon." The national teacher replied heavily.

Jing Huangrui thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

He also happened to have something to tell Zhaohua.

……

At dusk, the moonlight is really full.

A pale moon is in the sky.

As the sky gets darker, the full moon gets brighter.

The sky is like a plate, just to hold the bright moon.

Jing Huangrui arrived in the palace.

The palace is very quiet tonight.

Empress Dowager Zhao, who was given a letter of renunciation by her daughter, is said to have been in a bad mood these past few days, and the court ladies were trembling.

But tonight, the Empress Dowager is going to invite the Holy Emperor to enjoy the moon, and the maids and eunuchs are even more nervous.

Worried about making a slight mistake and being killed.

Tonight, the place where the Empress Dowager Zhao invited the Holy Emperor was very strange, it was actually the palace where Princess Shenyou used to live.

In the palace, there are sycamore trees.

There was a sudden snowfall a few days ago, and now the sun is scorching hot. The leaves of the sycamore tree turned yellow overnight.

Under the moonlight, the yellow one is even more beautiful.

When walking, you can step on beautiful sycamore leaves on your feet.

Empress Dowager Zhao still wore a veil, revealing a good part of her face, eyes and a part of her face.

"Why did you invite me here today?"

Empress Dowager Zhao stood at the gate of the original Xihe Palace with a smile on her face, just like Prince Rui's servants back then, speaking humbly and carefully.

"It's just a gift that Ah Zhao wants to give you. You can see it when you go in."

Jing Huangrui had a sword on his back.

There are many dark guards around.

In fact, many people around Empress Dowager Zhao are Jing Huangrui's people, but the hearts of these people may have slowly changed with the passage of time.

Jing Huangrui glanced at Empress Dowager Zhao, looking at her with the same eyes that saved her in the first place.

Very clean, very stubborn.

The return is still the same as before.

Jing Huangrui stepped in.

The door behind was slowly closed.

The moment the door was closed, there was a faint sound of music.

Far and near.

On the long long road, there was a woman in palace costume, waving her sleeves, walking gently.

No candle lights, only a bright moon.

The woman seemed to come down from the moon.

The long sleeves fluttered, and the woman spun her body, as if flying, and walked in front of Jing Huangrui step by step.

The woman showed her face.

Slender eyes, broad face, small ears, round chin, thick lips.

It is different from Shen Guo's current aesthetics, just like an ordinary woman.

Jing Huangrui suddenly took a step closer and shouted, "Ah Bo..."

The woman backed away and continued dancing.

The face in the middle of the sleeve is faintly visible.

Sometimes laugh, sometimes sad, just like a female Bodhisattva.

Advance and retreat around Emperor Jing.

With a long sword in his hand, Emperor Jing, who had charged into thousands of troops, stood there with tears in his eyes, and shouted "Ah Bo" again.

The woman finally raised her head and came over step by step, her body was limp, as if she was about to lean into Emperor Jing's arms.

Jing Huang closed his eyes.

Lifting the sword, a sword pierced the woman's body.

He burst into tears.

"Dancing to figure out the shadow, it seems to be in the world, but you are not my Ah Bo, Ah Bo is dead."

Pulled out the sword, blood dripped, he didn't look back, he opened the door and went out.

I saw Empress Dowager Zhao at the door.

Jing Huangrui wiped the blood from the sword on the gorgeous clothes of Empress Dowager Zhao, and put the sword back into its scabbard.

"Today I will set off to return to Jing Country. You should prepare everything you need. If there is a next time, I will kill you."

(End of this chapter)