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Lu Yuanshu saw the person clearly and said "ah" softly. In amazement, her fingers loosened, and the red silk blew away with the wind and just floated towards Zheng Hong.
Zheng Hong raised his hand, gently connected it, and twisted it in his palm. Then he saw her hurriedly restraining her beauty and calling him: "Your Majesty."
Seeing that she was a small figure and her posture was quite sensible, he sighed quite well: "I really don't recognize me anymore. I promised not to call me this one."
He didn't even call himself "I", what's her name?
After saying that, he lowered his head and searched for the objects in his sleeve, as if he wanted to give her something.
But Lu Yuanshu looked around carefully, lowered her voice, and called him again: "Your Majesty."
Zheng Hong stopped halfway through the movement, looked up at her, and saw her cherry-like mouth slightly open, silently silence: Brother Your Majesty.
Zheng Hong was happy and turned to look at the Guan Shi Yan Fu beside him: "What am I saying?"
Yan Fu narrowed his eyes and smiled when he heard this. On the way to Luoyang, the saint said confidently that when Madam Lu saw him, he would still call him "brother" like before.
Although Xiao Yuanshu was concerned about etiquette and people around her, and did not dare to scream, Yan Fu still gave Zheng Hong a thumbs up and said, "Everyone has a far-sighted vision and has insight."
After he finished speaking, he saw the proud expression on the face of the little emperor and in a trance remembered the scenes of the previous few years.
Back then, the little saint suffered a great disaster and was saved by King De. He returned to the capital for a lifetime and rushed to ascend the throne. For a long time, he did not show any smile on his face.
The six-year-old child, sitting on the dragon chaise and still unable to reach the ground, was doing things that adults might not be able to do.
The saint grew up too quickly. With the assistance of Lu Zhongshu and a group of court officials under the former King De, he quickly eliminated the remaining party of King Ping and rehabilitated the Yuan family. Emperor Zhao's sins were in full swing, one by one.
No one thought this was wrong because no one treated him as a child.
He is their saint, and no matter how narrow his shoulders are, he has to carry the great Zhou dynasty.
But sometimes Lu Zhongshu couldn't bear it. He was trying to settle the things that were too dark, too bloody and cruel.
However, not long after, there was a time when an important criminal was tried in prison. After hearing this, the saint said that he would stare at him in person.
He saw the great punishment of Zhu Shu's body from the beginning without a moment, from the initial pale face to the slowly recovering his blood energy. When he walked out of the cell, he was scared and his steps were calm and powerful, as if he was pressing down on a thousand pounds.
But Yan Fu knew that when the lightning flashed and thundered at night, the saint had a nightmare, jumped barefoot from the bed, cried everywhere, and whimpered, but he didn't know who to call him.
For the saint, his father was a sinner for the ages, and his biological mother had long disappeared. After the stepmother, Queen Liang, chose to sacrifice her brother to take the risk in order to save her, she no longer had the shame to act like a mother in front of him, the emperor.
From then on, this child couldn't find a place to hide from crying.
In such a stumble, he was pushed forward by a torrent of great force and forced himself to grow up like an adult as soon as possible. In the first two years, he was so busy that he had no time to laugh.
Even Yan Fu thought that the saint was forced to grow rapidly, and perhaps this would always be the case. He was silent at a young age, and the gullies twisted out of his eyebrows were deeper than the smile.
But later, Lu Yuanshu appeared.
That day, the little girl like white porcelain and jade snow was led by Lu Zhongshu, and she walked swayingly and swayingly.
The saint's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his lips could not stop rising.
Yan Fu felt that how could a saint who was less than ten years old develop a special affection for a girl who was two or three years old, so he asked curiously what he was laughing at.
Then he heard the saint say that the girl had just been in full moon, and he had hugged her once, but after that, the Great Zhou quickly became in trouble.
Yan Fu understood that this girl was the last vivid and beautiful and secure memory of the saint before he was wandering.
When the saint saw her, he was like seeing the Great Zhou, which had been wrapped in bright clothes by the adults, and had never exposed the decay and festering inside.
Yan Fu thought that this girl is probably a bit special to the saint.
In the years and months later, when the saint was free, he sneaked out of the palace and went to Yongxingfang to see the girl. He brought her a lot of gifts every time. In order to prevent Lu Zhongshu from getting angry, when visiting, he must have prepared several memorials as early as possible, saying: Ask the teacher for a few questions.
Yan Fu did not think that the saint was not doing his job properly. Instead, he thought that such a saint had a bit of human spirit and was like a real child.
Perhaps Lu Zhongshu thought so too, so he didn't stop this matter. Of course, maybe it was because there was a difference between the king and the minister, so he couldn't stop him.
However, Yuanshu's brother Yuanzhen didn't like the saints robbing his sister's attention. He was not afraid of a newborn calf, and he made trouble for the saints in secret.
Of course, the saint was not really angry, but was a little dissatisfied, so he used a gift to coax Xiao Yuanshu and said, "Don't call me Your Majesty in the future, call me brother too."
Yuanshu was so happy that she was coaxed by the gift, she left her brother behind and called him sweetly.
Later one day, the Lancang County Lord heard this and said in shock: "Is it time for our family to have a princess?"
The saint said, "Master's wife, do Yuanshu want to be a person? If you want to be, I will give her one."
The county lord said that Cheng He Taitong was so angry that he refused him, asking him to study his homework well, and turned around to warn Yuanshu: "Your Majesty cannot be called 'Brother'. If you really want to call him, you have to call him 'Brother'."
Yan Fu thought at that time that the county lord was really a wonderful person, no wonder he gave birth to such a cute girl. But the Lu family was very sensible and never arrogant because of favor, so they refused to take advantage of the saints, so they did not ask Yuanshu to become the princess of the Great Zhou.
He felt a little regretful for Xiao Yuanshu at that time, but as the years passed slowly, and now that the saint is fourteen years old, he suddenly felt that fortunately he did not have this princess at the beginning.
The saint was already successful. Although he was only at this age, his mind was more mature than that of a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. However, Yuanshu was still a flower bud now, and he ignored it for a moment and treated her as his sister.
But according to Yan Fu's thief's eyes, this must not be such a simple matter. Or, sooner or later, it is not such a simple matter.
When the Saint and Yuanshu grow up, it is still unknown whether the two are purely brother-sister friendship.
If he had made Yuan Shu a princess and told her to become a saint's sister, when the saint figured it out one day, he would not have been so angry that he would have been vomited to death by his own decision.
Yan Fu showed up for a while and saw Zheng Hong take out a cloth tiger from his sleeve, and handed it to Yuanshu and said, "It's for you to play with."
Lu Yuanshu reached out to take it, tinkered with a few tricks, and looked at him with great difficulty: "Your Majesty is here to attend the 100-day banquet, where is that brother's gift?"
Oh, the little girl has grown up and becomes a sister, and she knows to help her younger brother.
Zheng Hong pulled his lips and smiled: "His gift is indispensable in the carriage behind him. Don't worry, Yuanshu's younger brother is mine."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cold snorting, turned his head and saw Yuan Zhen appear.
The boy at this age hasn't started to grow taller, and Yuan Zhen is not much taller than Yuan Shu. He looks like a short man in front of Zheng Hong, and he is still trying to stand in front of his sister. He said like an adult: "It's a big wind outside, Your Majesty, please come in."
With a quiet sentence, he neither offended others nor cut off his sister's solitude with his imaginary enemy.
Zheng Hong felt that compared to the past when he only had ketchup on his soles, Yuan Zhen had made a lot of progress. But when he was competing with him, it was still far behind.
He raised his eyebrows and said with his hands behind his back: "The teacher did not invite me. It is rude to come without invitation. It is probably not appropriate to go in like this."
Yuan Zhen was only eight years old, and most of his joys and anger were written on his face. He looked secretly happy when he heard it. He was about to say something polite to see him off, but he saw him laughing and said, "But since Yuan Zhen said this, I will not go in, I will let you down with your kindness."
"..." Lu Yuanzhen's face suddenly turned a little blue.
Yan Fu felt that the saint was too bad, so he bullied an eight-year-old boy like this, so he hurriedly smoothed out and said to Zheng Hong: "Then everyone, let's go inside?"
Zheng Hong nodded and said to him inadvertently: "Okay, I happened to encounter something difficult to solve recently, so I want to ask the teacher." After saying that, he winked at him.
Yan Fu winked and hurriedly asked, "Everyone, what's the matter?"
Zheng Hong was satisfied and said lightly: "I want to move the capital to Luoyang."
Oh, it was such a big deal to move the capital, and it was like an ordinary person moving. Yan Fu was so scared that his legs were weak and he almost couldn't leave steadily. When he looked back at Lu Yuanzhen, the boy's face was so dark that he could make ink.
Several half-aged children entered the mansion. Yuan Zhen was so angry that he was speechless. Only by holding Yuan Shu's hand hard could he find his presence as a genuine brother.
Yuanshu had nothing to worry about. She curled up in the palm of her brother's palm with one hand, grabbed her brother's cloth tiger with the other hand, and went to the hall to call her father and mother first, then called Dou Azhang and Lu Shuangyu "uncle and aunt", and then asked her grandfather and grandmother when she would arrive.
As soon as she finished speaking, a crackling sound suddenly appeared outside the mansion, like a hot firecracker exploding, shaking the sky and earth, and slamming the clouds.
She was startled and said "ah".
Zheng Hong reacted very quickly, covering her ears earlier than Yuan Zhen on the side. After the firecrackers outside were put out, he put down his hand and lowered his head to comfort him, "Yuanshu is not afraid, I'll go out and see what happened."
Great.
Yuanshu was frightened, and the saint ran out to see what happened. Can the people in the room be idle?
Of course not.
Lu Shiqing and Yuan Cixian looked at each other, Dou Azhang and Lu Shuangyu looked at each other, Yuan Zhen and Yuan Shu looked at each other, and no one could look at each other, so he turned his left eye into his right eye, and then a group of people followed him and walked out with Zheng Hong.
Unexpectedly, before he could get to the point where he heard a male voice who seemed to be rushing to death: "Sir, who said, is it that the Han people will set off hot firecrackers after the 100-day banquet?"
Chapter completed!