Titled 200 million years

Grandpa Xi lays in the shade of a big tree every day and thinks about his life. Grandpa Lu himself is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, calligraphy and various music theories. In the words of her mother-in-law, she also likes to sit on a wooden chair and sew clothes while listening to him playing the flute.

Therefore, Ji Mingyue must have been taught her by her mother-in-law.

The talented woman in white is naturally Ji Mingyue, and can only be Ji Mingyue.

This palace suspended in the air is the imperial palace of the Great Zhou, the most sacred and solemn place in Kyushu.

Except for Ji Mingyue, no one dared to fly around in the sky, even if the strength was high.

Because this is a blasphemy and violation of the supreme imperial power.

"From the tune she played, Ji Mingyue, the emperor, is not happy."

Xia Xun muttered to herself as she looked in the direction where Ji Mingyue had disappeared.

But this is also normal.

Since ancient times, many people have dreams of becoming emperors.

But in fact, too much power is not a good thing for human nature. A bad system is not only the suffering of the ruled, but even the emperor is not happy.

Xia Xun once made statistics: the average life expectancy of the emperor of China is less than 40 years old, but if the infant mortality rate is factored out, the average life expectancy of the ancients is 57 years, that is to say, the emperor's average life span is 18 years shorter than the others.

why?

Because of the high abnormal mortality rate.There were more than 600 emperors, and nearly half of them died.

Zhu Yuanzhang asked his children and grandchildren to keep a few good horses at the four gates of the Forbidden City all year round, and they would have their saddles hung on them 24 hours a day, so they could run away if something happened.

For another example, the system determines that "things are not big or small" and must be "prestigious." That is, the emperor has to decide on his own, and the emperor's work pressure is particularly high.

Qin Shihuang looked at 120 kilograms of documents every day. At that time, they were made of bamboo slips. At the time of Yongzheng, they approved more than 10,000 words a day. These annotations were all important decisions, and it was more tiring than just writing 10,000 words.

Many emperors are actually exhausted.

Furthermore, in order to ensure authority, when an emperor must follow the "ancestral system", many ancestral systems are anti-human.The most extreme example is to turn over the sign at night-it is the concubine Lin Xing, there is a time limit. For more than half an hour, the eunuch at the door shouted "The emperor's work", which means "time is up", and then carried the concubine away. .

In the final analysis, Ji Mingyue is a woman. If it weren't for Youwang's mediocrity, she wouldn't have cut off Youwang's head in front of Manchu's civil and martial arts, and then succeeded herself.

Therefore, sitting in this seat is really helpless.

It was the same as when the mother-in-law forced King Zhao to abdicate.

It's just that King You is worse than King Zhao. Under his rule, Da Zhou is already crumbling, and the storm is precarious, and a carelessness will bring about the risk of destroying the country.

The ministers jointly impeached King You in accordance with the law, but were ordered to be executed by King You. It can be seen that King You is quite attached to the throne.

If Ji Mingyue didn't kill him, there would be no way for him to surrender the throne.

Similarly, not killing him will not be enough to show the ministers and the people her determination to reform.

Only half a year after he succeeded, the entire Great Zhou was rejuvenated, and Ji Mingyue really contributed to the change from the decline of the Youwang period.

"My mother-in-law has devoted so much effort to this country, but when Youwang almost killed the entire country, she didn't come forward."

"Or, in other words, Ji Mingyue killed King You, actually she was instructed by her mother-in-law?"

Xia Xun stood on the roof and couldn't help thinking.

But he felt that this possibility was not realistic.

If the mother-in-law was still there, it would be impossible for King You to do evil for so many years, and let Ji Mingyue come forward when the whole country was messed up.

So, mother-in-law must have something wrong.

The thought of this made Xia Xun feel a little heavy.

At this moment, a young woman wearing a rose-red palace dress came out of a palace with an octagonal lantern, and walked towards somewhere quickly.

Xia Xun's gaze fell on her, and the next moment her figure flashed, she appeared in front of the court lady.

"what!"

After seeing Xia Xun, the court lady couldn't help exclaiming.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to know where is the palace of the Queen of Longevity?"

Xia Xun said to her.

He had already cast an enchantment when he fell, so the outside world couldn't hear their voices.

"who are you?"

The palace lady looked at him and asked.

In the middle of the night, it was quite strange that a strange man appeared in the palace.

"..."

Xia Xun frowned slightly, feeling that it seemed troublesome to explain her identity to her, and even if she explained her identity, she might not tell herself.

Unless, in a strong way.

Like putting a knife on her neck...

But this method is not appropriate for an innocent girl.

After a lot of thoughts, he used the soul-saving method on the palace lady.

"Where is the bedroom of the Queen of Longevity?"

Xia Xun asked again.

"In the Xiluan Hall in the northwest corner."

The maid replied.

"How to go?"

"Go straight from here, then turn left at the end, then..."

The maid told the route map.

After knowing the location of the Qiluan Hall, Xia Xun's figure sank into the void, went straight and turned left... Follow the route map that the maid said, and after a while, he arrived outside the Qiluan Hall.

At the same time, the maid awakened from a dream, she felt a little dizzy in her head.

She only remembered that she had just come out of Concubine Xian's bedroom and was going to the imperial dining room to fetch a supper for the empress. She never remembered meeting Xia Xun and told him where the bedroom of the Empress of Longevity was.

"The imperial concubine Xian is urging, I have to go to the royal dining room quickly."

The maid dared not slack in the slightest, and walked quickly towards the imperial dining room.

The concubine Xian in her mouth could not be Ji Mingyue's concubine, but the concubine left by You Wang.

Although King You was dead, the three thousand beauties in his harem were not implicated, and Ji Mingyue treated them kindly.

Although they reduced their salary, it was enough for their daily expenses.

Originally, some ministers advocated expelling these concubines from the palace and demoted them to common people, but Ji Mingyue denied them, on the one hand, out of humanitarian considerations, on the other hand, it was also to maintain the dignity of the royal family.

If these concubines live among the people, they are bound to provoke a lot of rumors.

have to say,

Ji Mingyue's consideration is still quite thoughtful.

...

...

The court lady walked quickly towards the imperial dining room, Xia Xun was already standing outside the gate of Qiluan Hall.

The Qiluan Temple is not an ordinary palace. The huge outline is hidden in the mist, which looks mysterious and unique.

From a distance, it was a palace located on the top of a mountain. It was huge, almost like a majestic mountain, majestic and daunting.

The palace was red all over, and it looked like a rising flame, which was extremely obvious in the white sea of ​​fog.

Xia Xun opened his eyes and looked towards the peak of the mountain.

He found that the Qiluan Hall was brightly lit, and there seemed to be a figure walking inside...

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Chapter 127 Candid meeting (second more seeking subscription)

Xia Xun took a step forward and sank into the void, and when he walked out, he had already appeared on the top of the mountain which was as high as a hundred meters.

Although the Qiluan Temple is built on a mountain, the mountain is actually suspended in the air.

In other words, you can't climb to the top of the mountain, you can only fly up.

Looking around, in the entire palace, only the Qiluan Palace has such a unique structure, and the other palaces are honestly built on the ground.

As for the intention?

Xia Xun guessed that her mother-in-law didn't want others to disturb her.

In Xia Xun's impression, her mother-in-law is a person who doesn't like others to disturb her.

I remember once when Grandpa Niu took a piece of torn clothes to find his mother-in-law to make up for it, and woke her mother-in-law who was in the afternoon.

Then the mother-in-law picked up the broom and swept Grandpa Niu out.

Not to mention being an emperor. He has to deal with complicated government affairs every day, and there is almost no time to rest.

Especially when the whole country is governed in an orderly manner like the mother-in-law, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and they have devoted more effort.

Therefore, after the next dynasty, the mother-in-law wanted to give herself some private space, so she built such a palace in the cloud, which is understandable.

At least Xia Xun thought so.

It's like going to work when you are at work, diligent and conscientious, but when you are off work, you are isolated from the world, no one can find me, and completely empty yourself.

This is also a way of living and working.

Xia Xun stood outside the Qiluan Hall and found that there was indeed a figure in the hall, and it was Ji Mingyue.

She was wearing white clothes, sitting cross-legged in the hall, her eyes closed slightly, her brows furrowed, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Xia Xun turned into a cloud of dust and entered the hall.

Qiluan Hall is the bedroom of the Queen of Longevity. The main plantings in the yard are orchids, which are noble and elegant without losing the refined temperament.

The interior of the hall is mainly light orange, warm and elegant, and it is very comfortable to watch.

There is no gorgeous decoration, except for the larger space, it is no different from an ordinary woman's boudoir.

Xia Xun turned around and found a lot of familiar things.

For example, there is a portrait of an old woman hanging on the wall.

It was painted for her when Xia Xun was eight years old.

At that time, Xia Xun learned to paint from Grandpa Lu and painted a portrait of everyone in the village.

Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law took her pair away and hung it in her bedroom.

Although this painting was painted when he was eight years old, Xia Xun's painting skills at that time were already quite impressive.

The portraits painted are like printed photos, almost reaching the highest level of watercolor painting.

So looking at this picture on the wall is like looking at a picture of a mother-in-law.

When painting this picture, the mother-in-law was cutting the beans.

The edamame was picked by Xia Xun from the vegetable field in the morning, and he picked a large plate.

Because there are seven people in the family.

It's a big family.

Originally, my mother-in-law only knew how to peel the beans and make edamame stir-fried meat, or lighter, and directly make fried edamame.

But Xia Xun taught her a new method: cut off the horns at both ends of the edamame, and then make it into boiled edamame. If you want to have more flavor, you can also add some chili.

My mother-in-law tried to do it once, and found that this method was not only delicious, but also saved the time of peeling the edamame, so she never peeled the edamame after that.

Looking at this painting, Xia Xun couldn't help but think of the past, with a nostalgic smile on her mouth.

Looking around, although the interior of the bedroom looks clean and tidy, it is actually not popular.