Chapter 77: Xianle chaotic prince returns to the world

With the people of the displaced people in Yong'an, wanting to fight against the Xianle Imperial City army is tantamount to hitting the stone with an egg and smashing the arm.
However, there is no way to retreat, that is, the courage to use the egg to hit the stone and the arm. After a riot, tens of thousands of Yongan people finally left the city gate, evacuated a distance, and changed places to camp.
They just refused to go. Walking on the road may also die, and it is probably dead here. What is the difference? With the water and grain distributed by the former head of the country, the bark, weeds, vegetable roots, insects, snakes and ants in the wild, and the grievances and unwillingness of the backlog for many days, these people are screaming with unrelenting vitality. A few days later, thousands of people who hurriedly picked up some hoes, nails, stones, and branches, and they came back to fight.
Although this game was a mess, the loss was a failure, more than half of the deaths and injuries of more than a thousand people, but it was not nothing. Lang Ying rushed into the tower, smashed a few large bags of rice and several bundles of weapons to go back. Although the wounds were heavy, it inspires the fighting spirit of the desperate.
At this time, their nature is closer to the robbers. Once, twice, three times. The soldiers of Xianle found that this group of "robbers" is making rapid progress.
The inexperienced scattered attackers gradually figured out the way, the people who came were more difficult than once, and the people who went back were more than once, and there was a new wave of victims who came from all over the world. Grow their team. Xianle has been arguing over how to solve these "robbers", and after five or six games in such a ridiculous battle, Xie Pian can no longer be a wall.
He did not go to heaven to report for many days. This time, once again, Xianjing, silently went straight to the Shenwu Temple. When I entered, Junu sat on the top, and all the priests were bowing their heads and seemed to be negotiating things. If in the past, thank you will choose another day to revisit, but now, he can't wait, single-handedly, and said: "I will go back to the world."
All the priests were shocked, and then they didn’t want to cover their emotions. Jun Wu thought for a moment, stood up from the throne, Wen said: "Xianle, I probably know what happened, but you calm down first."
Thanks to the pity: "I am here, I am asking for advice, but to inform. My people are in deep water, please forgive me."
Jun Wudao: "The world has its own number. You know, if you go on, you are banned."
Thanks to the pity: "If you ban you, you will be banned!"
The words of the gods suddenly changed. It’s really no official, dare to be arrogant and vocal. Even if Junwu once again favors the young Prince Xianle who is soaring, he is too bold.
Immediately, Xie pity bowed his head and said: "Please open the net and give me some time. It is already in the battle, and the death and injury are inevitable, but if I can calm the war, let the least people die, keep things to a minimum. Within the scope of the war, after the war, I will voluntarily come back to plead guilty, and then let you deal with it. Whether it is to crush me in the mountains for a hundred years, a thousand years, 10,000 years! - I will never regret it."
After that, he maintained his posture of bowing his head and retired from the temple. Jun Wudao: "Xianle!"
Thank you for your next meal. Jun Wu looked at him and sighed: "You can't save everyone."
Cheering slowly straightened up and said: "Can you save everyone? I have to try to know the answer. Even if I say that I must die, the sword will not pass me through, and I will not be able to play on the ground." I am still alive, I will still sigh and struggle to the end!"
This time I returned to the world, unlike every time in the past. Xie Li felt that something was left behind. Some are easy and some are heavy. In the first step, he could not wait to return to the palace.
After the king and the queen were in the royal study, they looked tired and whispered. Xie pity came outside the door, first a little nervous for a moment, then calmed down, picked up the curtain, went in, said: "Father."
Both the Lord and the Queen turned back and they were all in vain. After a short while, the empress first stood up and said, "I am a royal!"
She extended her hands and came over to meet him. Xie pity helped her. The ridiculousness has not yet receded, and suddenly the head of the country sank his face and said: "What have you done!"
Thanks for a smile.
Before I heard the conversation behind my parents in the palace, I felt that his father still wanted him, not as much as he had on his face. I thought that when I came back, the king of the country would show some happiness, and in that case, he would definitely be soft and attitude. Who knows that the lord is so responsive, there is no good color, so thankfulness and pity also came up, and said: "Why am I down, not because of you? Yongan has today's chaos, you ask yourself, is it certain? responsibility?"
The look of the Lord changed greatly, and sighed: "My responsibility? Is this what you should say to me?!"
He was so angry that he even claimed to pay attention. The Queen shed tears: "It’s all like this, what are you doing?"
Thanks to pity: "It's not a noisy, it's justified. Even if you are the lord, it's my father, but if you have the responsibility, what can I say? Why don't you try your best? Even if the disaster is swallowed by layers, Why don't you rectify corrupt officials? If you are resolute and aggressive, and you can do one, and which locusts are daring, isn't the situation better than now?"
The head of the country’s forehead burst into blue veins and patted the case:
Stop! You are a bottomless hole in the national treasury. How many gaps are there? If you do one, you can do it one by one. If you are so easy, you will be able to make a quick and violent experience. Why are the corrupt officials of the dynasties? The filth has never been rooted? What do you know, ignorant children, talk to me about the country!"
Thanks to pity: "Well, I don't understand. If there is no place for the victims in the Imperial City, it is inevitable to withdraw. But why don't you give these victims some trouble? Why are you not soothing, send troops to them? Move east?"
The lord of the country is full of anger, pointing to heaven: "Roll. Flip! Roll back to your heaven! Look at you and get bored! No more!"
Thanks to the blood, I saw the first side of my parents, but I heard my father let him roll back to the sky, and he did not say anything, and he fell back. The queen chased him and pulled him, saying: "The emperor!"
Thank you for your kindness: "After the mother, don't worry, I just go to the king to go and see what is going on."
The Queen shook her head and said: "I am not aware of these national events, but I understand your father. How he is a lord, I have seen it for so many years. You can feel that he is not doing well. Sometimes, I think so, I just don't say it. But you don't want to say it in person, he is your father, after all, you said that he doesn't have to worry about it, really worried."
Thank you for your pity. Queens said: "While you are a prince, you have never been a lord. Governing the country is different from your cultivation. When you first entered the emperor's view, the national teacher said that the monastic only cares about the heart, is that so?"
Cheering slowly nodded, the Queen held his hand and said: "But there are many other things in the world, only useless is useless, you have to have the ability; not only you have the ability, the people under your hand must have Ability; not only have the ability, but also have a heart with you."
Thank you for your silence. For a long time, he said: "Is the national treasury bad? I don't need a temple, let him not give me so many temples, those golden statues, all pushed."
The Queen reluctantly said: "You are a child... The temple has the selfishness of your father, I want to give you good, I want you to be in the sky. But, you know, in the Eight Thousand Palaces, it is really your father. How much is the emperor's repair? You don't know."
Xie pity really does not know. He thought for a moment and said: "...half?"
Queens said: "If your father's money in the national treasury has repaired more than 4,000 Princes' Halls, and before the Yongan people get up, the Imperial City will first make trouble. Since the treasury is empty, where is the money repaired? You The father had repaired more than 20 people. The others followed his style and followed suit. He wanted to please him and please him. Should these count on him?"
Thanks: "I..."
The Queen whispered: "Your father is not good enough, but he...do his best. It is just that the things in this world are not enough."
After a pause, she said again: "You are watching the poor people of Yong'an now, so blame your father. But all of them are people. Are we bullying them? Actually..."
Halfway through, the lord screamed in the royal study: "You do so much nonsense with him, let him hurry back to heaven!"
The queen turned back and sighed: "The emperor, you... don't come down. You still go back."
Leaving the palace, Xie Pui walked along an alley on the side of Shenwu Street, just as the wind and the feelings came. When the feelings came, I couldn't believe it: "His Royal Highness! You have asked for it? You went to the Shenwu Temple and the Emperor said??"
Thanks: "Well."
Admire: "Why don't you talk to me first?"
The wind letter is strange: "What do you mean. Do you have to explain to your predecessors beforehand?"
The feelings are somewhat ruined. "Why not? We are his people. We are tied to him now. Every move is closely related to our situation. I want to know what he is going to do. What is wrong? ?"
Wind channel: "What do you have to do under the Highness? We have to do anything, God is going to the ground, he has his own idea, what are you afraid of?"
"You!" Mu Qing said: "I am not afraid! I am just..."
Thank you for your hand: "Enough. Don't make a noise!"
Fengxin and admiration immediately shut up. At this time, a group of tour and line teams passed through the street, and hundreds of people shouted: "Yong'an does not divide, the country has no Ningri!"
"Indiscriminate disease, deception is too much!"
Xianle people have never had such a strong aggression on anything, and they have done such a vigorous and exciting tour. The wind letter frowned: "How can there be a woman inside?"
Sure enough, in the tour
line team, a girl rushed to the forefront. The girl is slim, her skin is white, her eyes are black and bright, her cheeks are red, but she is not shy, but her anger is very eye-catching. At this time, the feelings have adjusted the mood, and said coldly: "Does your Highness not know her?"
Thanks for your pity: "I don't know."
Fengxin frowned: "Is it a bit familiar?"
Admire: "That is one of the sources."
Thank you for asking: "What source?"
Admiration: "Before the source of the situation is not the same. Before, because there are more and more Yong'an people in the Imperial City, some are still not good to stay together, and there are rumors around, and the DPRK is discussing the expulsion, the wind has long been passed. Going out. There is a Yongan who wants to stay, don't want to go, and take risks. One night, sneak into a wealthy family and take the daughter away."
He said this, thank you for listening and have not yet reacted: "Why don't you want to go to the daughter of a rich family?"
He looked at him with a smile and said: "I want to marry her. But if you don't rely on strength, there will be no daughters of the Imperial City who will marry Yongan people."
He did not say it, but thanked him for understanding.
He never thought that it would be like this. There are such people in the world. This kind of thing happens, and suddenly there is a vomiting impulse. The wind letter came out on the spot and said: "Disgusting!"
At this time, a group of aunts and urchins rushed up, and the monkeys wanted to pull the girl down. It seemed that she was not paying attention to her own ran out. The girl did not follow, said: "What are you afraid of? What am I doing? It is not my fault!"
Feng Xinqi said: "This girl is very strong."
Mu Qing said: "Yes. Her mother is not an ordinary family. Her father is a middle-class minister. Her mother is a wealthy merchant in the imperial city. She refuses to eat this squandering loss. It is even more impossible to marry someone for her face. The Yongan people were killed. Soon, the wealthy businessmen and celebrities in the city jointly wrote a book, which listed the sins of the Yongan people since they entered the city. They asked the lords to put all these people in prison and severely punish them. What are the positions of the ministers? Not to mention."
After a pause, he also underestimated the truth: "I heard that the woman's father had wanted to send her to the palace, and to fight for the position of the Prince. His Highness should have seen her a few times before, but she did not recognize it."
Xie pity finally found that everything was more complicated than he thought.
Outside the city, it has already been inconsistent. The subjects are full of anger and anger. They only hate to be able to kill them all by one net. If the decision of the country is still biased towards Yongan people, isn’t it the face of their own people? In the end, I decided to allocate a sum of money from the dry treasury to give them a entanglement. Although it was cold enough, I am afraid that it will still cause a lot of people's dissatisfaction.
More terrible than the enemy's dissatisfaction is the dissatisfaction of the subjects. Although they were all subjects of Xianle, now, I am afraid that few people think so.
He is high above, and he has long been ignorant of human affairs, and his father is still in the world. As a country's lord, how can he use money, use people, where he is, what he is under pressure, and who needs to be scrupulous and reconciled? Just like the foreign Yongan people occupying land, squatting, stealing, etc. in the imperial city, it is probably a small matter for a of martial arts living in the temple. It is not angry with it, and it is forbearance. But for the people in the imperial city, it is a real crisis, a lingering day, an intolerable torture, and a crisis that may break out at any time. I feel simple or insignificant, but because he is in that position, it is not him.
Thanks to pity, I can't help but think that the two lords of the lord are more powerful than the last time. The last time I said it was going to be dyed, I am afraid I would have no more energy to dye it.
When he was a child, he firmly believed that his father was the greatest king under the sun. The more he grew up, the more he discovered. This is not the case. His father, although a lord, couldn't talk about wiseness, sometimes a little pedantic, often made mistakes, and took away the privileged identity, but it was a mortal.
The more you understand, the more disappointing it is. The Lord is aware of his disappointment, so he is increasingly intolerant of every disapproval of his eyes, disapproval of words, and, most intolerable, his failure to see himself.
No father in the world would want his son to see his failure. My father hopes that in front of his son, he will always be tall. And he appeared at this time, rebukeing his father: You are doing really bad! I can only help you to save the field - whether as a national or as a father, how can you feel good when you hear this?
After all, the girl was pulled back by the servants of her family, and the rest of the people continued to march, shouting and shouting, nothing more than a thing: kill! Go to war! Let the Yongan people outside the city look good!
Half a sigh, admire the feeling: "Your Highness, you still apologize with the emperor, go back. Things have reached this point, the weather, the land, the people, and lost."
As Jun Wu said in the temple of the gods, thank you for the pity: the world has its own number. This sentence, is not to tell him: your Xianle country has exhausted, go with him.
Even the Queen, his mother, hopes and hopes at night, only looking forward to seeing him. I can really see him, but tears let him go back, don't worry. I don’t know how to pray, they don’t want him to face this difficulty, he would rather be a wall-viewer, and he will be better off.
But how is this possible?
"..."
Thanks for the silence: "No!"
After that, he strode out. 2k novel reading network