i have a sword fairy

There was a blush at the base of her ears, like the bright red leaf in the maple forest beside the road that loves autumn the most.

I didn't know if I liked it before, but now I like it when I touch it?

Excuse me, is this the abdominal muscle of 'Xue Ding Goose'...

Zhao Rong was a little puzzled at first, and was about to speak, but in the next second, he raised his eyelids and shut up.

understood.

Just don't know how to answer.

Zhao Rong turned his gaze to one side, quietly looking at Fenglin beside him, without speaking.

The little girl buried her head and looked at her toes, her ears were red, her two little hands were grabbing the corners of her clothes on both sides, and she didn't speak.

The air was quiet for a moment.

When the people around saw this scene, even if they were fools, they probably knew that something was wrong between the two of them.

Gu Yiwu even covered his mouth and coughed lightly, turned around without looking at evil, and Yunniang followed closely behind.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and fragments of maple leaves flew past the temples of Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er, who looked like statues.

On the clearing, there are only the salsa of Fenglin and the snorting of Longju.

Zhao Qian'er's body, as solid as a marble sculpture, moved suddenly, turned her head and ran away, leaving a stammering sentence in the wind.

"I, I... I'll get you some water to drink."

"Wait." Zhao Rong raised his head suddenly, took a step forward like a rabbit, and stretched out his hand to grab the deer that was trying to escape.

The little girl didn't care about the painful wrist from his scratch, she turned her head back and looked at Zhao Rong.

Her hair fluttered, her peach blossom eyes were wide open, and her pupils were overflowing with bright brilliance, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Zhao Qian'er was reluctant to blink, for fear that she might not see the subtle expression on Brother Rong'er's face clearly, for fear that she would miss the words she had been waiting for for a long time, his words.

Zhao Rong stared at her for a while, met the expectant eyes in front of him, and said seriously: "Now that I like it, then, then try again later."

Zhao Qian'er's peach blossom eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons, her small hand held Zhao Rong's hand that was grabbing her wrist, waved his big hand, and whispered: "Really, really?"

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and nodded, but he didn't give the little girl time to get excited. He immediately changed his expression, showing a smile, and begged: "Cough, I'm thirsty, girl, fetch water for uncle."

"oh oh."

The little girl's voice was sweet and crisp.

Zhao Qian'er smiled happily, she was petite and slender, jumped up, and hurried to fetch water for Brother Rong'er.

Looking at the back of her leaving happily, Zhao Rong secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It is also necessary to grasp the scale, and not to hurt the little girl's heart.

Xiao Qian'er had just talked to that point, and he could only take a small step forward.

Zhao Rong immediately raised his hand to straighten his collar, but he paused, and Xiao Qian'er had already tidied it just now, and there was still her scent on the collar.

Alas, everyone is confused by her torment.

Zhao Rong patted his sleeves instead, and turned his head to look around.

Everyone turned back.

I saw all kinds of lively voices suddenly sounded in the open space that was quiet and silent a second ago, after his gaze swept over it.

Zhao Rong shook his head, and walked towards Gu Yiwu who had been waiting.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes and said, "Come on, let's go over there and talk."

Gu Yiwu nodded, and gave Yunniang a cautious look, and the latter hurriedly followed.

The three of them went to the maple forest beside them...

Under a certain maple tree, Zhao Rong first asked Yunniang about Emperor Dali.

This is also what he has been most curious about in the past few days.

The ceremony of enshrining Zen is an ancient etiquette.

In the political system of secular dynasties, Fengchan can be said to be the most grand, but also the most controversial ceremony.

Throughout the ages, it has been regarded as a magical and grand ceremony by the emperors of the Yamashita Dynasty.

In the hearts of the people under the mountain, it is even more so, sacred and grand.

In the nine continents of the world, the emperor who dared to go to the Confucian Academy to ask the Confucian scholars to come down the mountain to preside over the consecration of Zen.

If it weren't for the founding emperor who unified and established a large dynasty, he made great achievements, the new dynasty was established, and the atmosphere is amazing.

If it weren't for the master of ZTE, who had the merits of annexing other countries and opening up territories, the dynasty would be thriving day by day, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

If it weren't for the decline of the dynasty's fortunes and the precariousness of the wind and rain, the new Qianlong emperor who saved the building and kept the ancestral foundation, the fortunes of the nation were like flames in the furnace, adding a handful of firewood to the rise again.

and many more.

These under-mountain emperors with illustrious achievements, the dynasties under their imperial control dominate the surrounding ten countries, and no one dares to touch them.

Even some powerful immortal families on the mountain are unwilling to provoke such a sharp-edged royal family.

Therefore, only the "Eternal Ming Monarch" who meets these requirements, the academy will nod and send Confucian scholars to preside over the ceremony of enshrining Zen.

This symbolizes that the emperor was ordered by the king to tell the peace to the sky, express his gratitude for the protection, and report the emperor's outstanding achievements.

As an emperor, what he cares most about is actually the monstrous political capital and popular support brought by Feng Chan, which makes the rule of the emperor and the royal power extremely strong.

Even if you hit the great luck that is hard to find in a thousand years, you can get auspiciousness from heaven and be blessed by it in the ceremony of Fengchan.

So such an emperor can make people who look at the tower look sideways.

Whether up or down the mountain.

Because of this, Zhao Rong was very interested in what kind of emperor the current Emperor Dali who acquiesced in Fengchan was.

So, he was the first to ask Yun Niang with a smile.The latter lowered his eyebrows and said slowly.

He listened quietly for a while, his eyes slightly opened for a moment.What Zhao Rong never expected was...

He was going to enshrine Zen for a child under ten years old.

Still an orphan.

Well, to be exact...

They are orphans and widows.

3Chapter 17 Today's Dali and the Two Warriors

"You mean, Dali is now the young master ascending the throne, and the empress dowager is behind the curtain to listen to the government and assist the young emperor?"

Gu Yiwu opened his eyes slightly.

"Orphans and widows come to the court, and they are in charge of this great dynasty, which is one of the largest in the north of Wangquezhou in terms of population and territory?"

Yun Niang sighed lightly, nodded, "Yes."

Zhao Rong thought for a while: "Good guy."

Gu Yiwu nodded slowly.

Zhao Rong suddenly said: "When did the previous emperor die?"

Yunniang pondered for a moment, and for some reason, she sniffled, and she still articulated clearly:

"It was exactly one month ago. At that time, the late emperor passed away suddenly, and the government and the public were in chaos. Because the late emperor was wise and loved by us people, the people mourned..."

Zhao Rong nodded slightly, and listened for a while.

On the way, he looked up at the divorced daughter in front of him who sold herself to support her family and went up the mountain not long ago. At this moment, she was wiping her tears with her sleeves to reminisce about the late emperor, and recalled the vicissitudes of Lidi in the past few years.

Yunniang's tone of voice was a bit sad.

It doesn't seem like a fake, it seems that he really loves the first emperor of Dali.

Zhao Rong was quiet for a while, then nodded, and found that this former emperor of Dali, who can now be said to be Taizu Li, really met the standard of the Zen emperor that Zhao Rong had thought before.

In the beginning, he was a Jiangzuo commoner. The dynasty that ruled Lidi before was old and decayed. Whenever there was chaos in the previous dynasty, there would be uprisings everywhere, so he would come out with a sword in his hand and recruit many capable and righteous people.Then, after many trials and tribulations, grasping opportunities at every level, Jinlin transformed into a dragon, unified the land, and expanded the territory.

He is the founding emperor of this new dynasty under his feet.

The country is extremely righteous.

Moreover, the current Dali is not limited to the territory of the previous dynasty. After it was established, it merged with other countries and expanded by at least five times. Yes, five times, most of them are rich lands.

Li Taizu established the capital with Lidi as the hinterland, and ruled the Quartet with Liren as the core.

It attracted several surrounding countries to surrender and pay tribute.

At this moment, the Dali Dynasty stands at the northernmost point of Wangque Continent, and it can indeed be said that it lives up to such a special position.

Because Dali sits facing south from the north, overlooking the south of Wangquezhou, the northern half of the continent, there are hundreds of countries, large or small, although a few have a larger population than its territory, but if you look carefully, all of them are down. The old, bloated and corrupt old dynasty, no country is more powerful than it.

Few even come close.

To find someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him and overcome him, the people in the north of Wangquezhou can only stand on tiptoe and look to the south of Wangquezhou eagerly.

Moreover, Zhao Rong listened to what Yunniang said inside and outside the meaning, it seems that the establishment of the current Dali Dynasty is not only the first emperor's wise and martial arts, but also many capable people and famous generals under his command.

Oh, by the way, Li Taizu's surname is Li, and his name is Xiu.

Dali belongs to the royal family of the Li family.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips. This new dynasty, which was reborn from the ashes, was just established at the moment.

And the founding emperor Li Xiu was in his prime of life, with the potential to swallow thousands of miles, and he was assisted by famous officials and fierce generals. The latter happened to be the master of the Ming Dynasty and was eager to make contributions.

When dry materials meet a raging fire, the country's power is like a raging fire cooking oil, and it is thriving day by day.

It seems that nothing is bad, as long as the foundation of the dynasty is consolidated, the throne and imperial power are strengthened, and an "accidental event" is waited, then one can get a chance to try and turn half of Lidu into a little boy in his own backyard. creek.

Well, it also made most of the Confucian students in Linlu Academy homeless in a sense.

Oh, the same goes for a Confucian student surnamed Lin in Siqi Academy, who is about to lose his family.

Zhao Rong was a little worried for his friend, so he couldn't hold back for a while... The corner of his mouth raised.

It is estimated that when the people of Banzhou look around, in the eyes of most of them, everyone should be people who have lost their country, lonely souls and wild ghosts, huddling together to keep warm.

Zhao Rong shook his head, thinking that the person who said this must have a low EQ.

This should be called a warm new home for everyone, and more new family members.

How sweet.

he thought amusedly.

It's just that, all of these, Liren's ardent expectations, the huge bets made by the immortal family behind the scenes on the mountain that may exist, and the grand plan of the Dali Dynasty.

All gone.

At least at the moment it seems so.

Because Emperor Li Xiu, who was in his prime, passed away.

This "huge ship" that was about to sail southwards lost its man who built it and was also the most suitable man at the helm.

Zhao Rong frowned.

At this moment, Yunniang's voice became smaller and smaller.

"First... when the first emperor was still alive, he opposed those gods and people on the mountain, and sold the people of Dali, especially... especially us Li women?"

"The first emperor once clearly stipulated that in the territory of Dali, even if the parents of poor families want to sell their daughters for money to support the family, they can only sell them to the official music workshop, or teach singing and dancing ritual music, or learn weaving girls."

"After Li Nu becomes an adult, she can choose to earn money and redeem herself with the help of female celebrities and other businesses;"

"You can also choose to agree to the request of the dignitary and nobleman, and let him redeem himself and enter the nobleman's house;

"You can also stay in the music workshop, or be a dancer in the music workshop, or have a better future, and be a palace maid and female official."

Yunniang turned her head to look at the fiery red maple leaves in her hometown, with longing on her face.

"These are things that we lowly girls with the willow figure can choose on our own initiative, instead of being bought and sold as goods..."

Zhao Rong wanted to interrupt Yunniang's digression, but at this moment, after a pause, he held back.

He glanced at Gu Yiwu, whose expression was calm and unchanged, seeing Zhao Rong's view, Gu Yiwu grinned.