Song of Adolescence

Emperor Mingde slowly walked to Xiao Yu's side, took the feather bow from his hand, and gently squeezed it, and said: "I heard that you are sick, come here to see you alone. It's just one illness. The moon is good, can I open this two-stone bow after it is finished?

"Isn't this the shot missed?" Xiao Yu scratched his head.

"Oh?" Emperor Mingde stretched out his right hand, Li Changqing immediately handed over a feather arrow, Emperor Mingde took it, and immediately drew the bow to the shape of a moon, aiming it at Xiao Yu's forehead.

"Father...Father, the son-in-chief knows that he was wrong... This three months, the son-in-law is not sick, but the father is not here..." Xiao Yu hurriedly knelt down.

"I'm not alone, how?" Ming De Di Lang said.

"Father is not here, I don't bother to go to court." Xiao Yu replied with his head down.

Emperor Mingde turned around and put his hand lightly, the feather arrow suddenly burst out of the air, directly penetrating the center of the center of the target, and nailing it to the pillars of the house.

"Father is a good arrow!" Xiao Yu secretly stood up while applauding.

"Kneel down!" Emperor Mingde threw off his bow and arrow and shouted angrily.

Xiao Yu knelt down again immediately.

"Since you don't want to go to court, then don't go to court. From today on, you will stay in the house. I heard that our red king has a high reputation among the scholars of Apocalypse City. Bring twelve bachelors to the Chi Prince Mansion, and you don't have to go out unless you finish repairing the "Records of the Northern Li Dynasty." Emperor Mingde bowed his head and looked at Xiao Yu who was kneeling on the ground.

"The Records of the Northern Li Dynasty" is a history book of the Northern Li Dynasty, but it was mostly destroyed during the war a hundred years ago. Longtu Pavilion has been repairing this book for decades, and now Xiao Yu is in charge of this matter. Can't he leave the palace without finishing it? Wouldn't it be necessary to die in the palace?

"Father...Spare!" Xiao Yu cried out crying.

"Yueli, let's go." Emperor Mingde turned and left.

Xiao Yu who saw Lan Yuehou hurriedly hugged Lan Yuehou's thigh: "Uncle Emperor, Uncle Emperor, please beg for me."

Lan Yuehou drew out the long knife around her waist, a bright knife like snow. He plunged a knife in front of Xiao Yu, scared Xiao Yu immediately withdrew his hand, Lan Yuehou smiled slightly: "Little nephew, when I was in charge of the country, you were not up for a day. . Now come to me to intercede, is it a little late?"

"Uncle Emperor..." Xiao Yu looked at Lan Yuehou desperately.

Lan Yuehou took the knife back and followed it quickly.

"My son." Mingde frowned slightly.

"Yeah, it's too bad." Lan Yuehou smiled meaningfully, "Even my emperor wants to beat him for the emperor."

The three of them quickly walked out of the Chiwangfu. When Emperor Mingde walked to the carriage, he whispered: "Yueli, you also get in the car. I have something to tell you."

"Brother Emperor, what trouble do you have to leave to me?" Lan Yuehou smiled bitterly.

"It's not a trouble." Emperor Mingde waved his hand, "I know it when I come up."

Lan Yuehou had no choice but to follow into the carriage.

The incense was burning in the carriage, and there was a sense of tranquility and peace. Emperor Mingde sat there after entering the carriage, closing his eyes to rest, and not worrying about speaking.

"Brother Emperor, are we going back to the palace now?" Lan Yuehou asked.

"No, go to the Qin Tianjian and see the national teacher." Emperor Mingde replied.

"Guo Shi?" Lan Yuehou was stunned for a moment, and did not continue to speak, but changed the topic, "Brother Huang just said that there is something to tell me?"

"Yes." Emperor Mingde still closed his eyes, put his hands in his sleeves, inhaled his nose, and slowly said after smelling the sandalwood, "I went to the Western Regions and heard something this time."

"It was the return of the Demon Cult Young Master?" Lan Yuehou thought for a while and said.

"Jinxian has notified this matter before, and I have discussed it with the national teacher. After all, there is an appointment beforehand. If you keep it strong, the magic sect is more likely to have disputes. A seventeen A year-old child, how big a disturbance can be caused, will leave after leaving. What's more..." Emperor Mingde did not continue.

"Brother Huang don't tell me about that. If you have heard of it, I will treat it as if you haven't heard it." Lan Yuehou smiled.

"But this time I visited the Western Regions and heard some details, these Jinxians didn't tell me." Emperor Mingde said again.

"Oh? Maybe it is the Superintendent of Fragrant Palm that doesn't think it is important." Lan Yue Hou Man said casually.

"No, it's very important." Emperor Mingde opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "With that Demon Cult Young Master, there are two teenagers. One is dressed in red, called Lei Wujie."

"People from Leijiapu?" Lan Yuehou was taken aback, "Leijiapu has an affair with the demon cult?"

"It can't be said that there is any infection, this matter, the whole world is inseparable. It is just the name, I am very familiar." Emperor Mingde slowly said, "Lei Wujie."

"Lei Wujie?" Lan Yuehou frowned after thinking for a while and shook his head, "I have never heard of it."

"This name was taken alone." Emperor Mingde looked forward, as if recalling the past, "There is a way in the world, there is no sword in the world, the world is prosperous, and there are no more jealous people."

"When he was a kid, I even hugged him."

Lan Yuehou suddenly realized: "The son of General Lei and Guardian Li?"

"Yes." Emperor Mingde smiled, "Is a smart child, but he was sent out by his parents when he was very young, but he did not expect to return to Leimen in the end."

"What about the other person?" Lan Yuehou suddenly became curious.

"The other person is Xiao Se." Emperor Mingde muttered.

"Xiao Se? Last name Xiao?" Lan Yuehou thought for a long time, "I still haven't heard of this name."

"It's also the first time I heard it." Ming De Emperor said.

"Huh?" Lan Yuehou suddenly felt that the atmosphere inside the carriage suddenly became serious.

"Let's go for a trip for alone. Although I gave up very early, I still have some hope in my heart. Even if the chance is slim, I hope I can try it." When Emperor Mingde said this, his tone was It is no longer full of monarchy as before, but a bit depressed.

"The official brother understands." Lan Yuehou nodded.

"Go." Emperor Mingde closed his eyes again and waved his hand gently.

Lan Yuehou got up and wanted to leave. Emperor Mingde once again called him: "Whether you only see Lei Wujie or the other person is indeed as lonely as you wish, you can say something for Gu."

"I am ashamed."

"Understood." Lan Yuehou stepped out of the carriage, leaped onto his good horse that was slowly following the carriage, a gold dress dazzling in the sun, he touched the long knife at his waist , Said with a smile, "It seems that I haven't been in the arena for many years."

He looked back and saw that the carriage had already reached the Qintian Supervisor, and Qi Tianchen, a national teacher wearing a white robe and holding a whisk, was standing at the door to welcome the holy driver.

"It's really an immortal, the speed of this road is really good for the wind, traveling thousands of miles a day. Unlike us, we need to hurry up and whip." Lan Yuehou flicked his whip vigorously, and wore a golden dress and went into the wind.