MTL - Let Me Shoulder This Blame!-Chapter 58 a sinister history

At the time of the throne ceremony, the weather has begun to warm up.

The glaciers are open and the spring is warm and warm. In the Imperial Garden, the branches have vaguely emerged a few gratifying greens.

Song Shouyi walked out of the study room and stopped for a moment under the tree. He raised his hand to remove the residual snow from the leaves of the old winter. The snow floated into the fingertips and turned into a crystal clear water.

"emperor."

The young official was introduced by the internal service, and he saluted him with respect and respect, and his face was pale: "Imperial courtier?"

"I just want to talk to you and talk about it. Is it hurt?"

"I don't get in the way, thank you on the Emperor."

The official replied in a hurry and waited for another ceremony, but he was held by his arm with one hand and held up straight.

The family department Shangshu Xie Zhi, who was injured in the day of the car, will be better, and was promoted to the book province by Song Shouyi.

The DPRK-China affairs should be safe, and the old department left by Song Yu was brave and war-torn. The war was over, and the winning news was placed on his desk.

He only copied one copy and asked the person to send it to the Regent Palace. I don't know if I can see it.

Thinking of Luli may be looking at the good news he copied to him, the eyes of the youngsters are faintly revealing some warmth.

Later, it was the time to enlighten the grand ceremony. Song’s body was the new costume of the Ministry of Rites, and the old one did not dare to burn. It was confirmed that Lu Li was still alive, and he was no longer obsessed. He just took care of it carefully and occasionally took it out.

I often remind myself that things must not be too aggressive, and decisions must not be sloppy. Everyone who suffers from the pains of teaching him will be remembered in his heart.

The emperor said that he was looking for himself to speak, but he just said nothing. Xie Zhi was helpless and smiled, accompanied him slowly to move forward, slowing down the sound.

"The emperor will be enthroned. If he goes further, he will not find anyone at the time. The insiders are afraid that they will be rushing to the wall."

He deliberately put the tone lightly, and Song also showed a little smile in his eyes. He whispered: "That would make them go to the wall. It’s not enough to control the whole day.?

"They are also thinking about the emperor. Although the ills of the dynasty are waiting for the whole thing to be spent, they must always come slowly. They always stay up all night and work hard, and they can't support it sooner or later."

Xie Zhi smiled softly and sighed and persuaded him. When he saw that he was only silent, he would not say more. He just shoved his words: "Chen today, I went to the Regent Palace."

The dark and sturdy bottom of the scorpion really shines brightly, and turns slightly urgency, but then squatting on the king's ceremonial ceremonies, and then a moment later: "How can the uncle be okay?"

"Not very good."

Xie Zhi deliberately paused, and the young boy who was in front of him was almost in a hurry, and continued to sneer: "When I saw Wang Ye, the prince came out from the kitchen, the face was full of flour, and the cuffs were still There is soot, there is no royal ceremonial..."

Hanging heart slammed down, Song Shou sighed and sighed with a sigh of relief, helplessly squatting, but the lips and corners have been slightly curved: "Tomorrow called the imperial family in the past few people"

The voice suddenly bursts and the heart is empty.

Today is the throne ceremony, the man stayed until now, probably just want to see himself ascended the throne, and then will leave.

What is wrong with leaving. He is very tired. Over the years, he has independently supported the almost dying temple. Now he has already handed it to himself. Why can’t he be called to take a break, to distract him, to see if he can protect him? Great river and mountains.

Tightly punched the fist, took a deep breath, and exhaled it, and dismissed the last one.

Behind him, the shouts of the impatience of the insiders, Xie Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at his sleeves and kept silent. Song Zhixiao smiled dumbly and turned back: "Go, go back."

He will come to look at himself, to let him see that he is very good, so that he is very relieved.

The solemn rituals of the ancient music spread throughout the imperial city, and the young man in the kimono suit climbed to the throne, and passed the national jade, and received the Baiguan dynasty, and the people worshipped.

Sacrifice to the ancestral temple community, burn incense to worship the heavens, and smash the world.

In the corner of the city, Qing Jun’s figure stood far away, his eyes fell on the young and emperor, and his eyes finally showed relief.

Long live behind the mountain, congratulations. Su Shi turned to the horse, greeted the quiet and gentle eyes beside him, his eyes passed through the clear smile, and the horse shook, and he had taken the lead to go outside the city.

Song Wei dumbly laughed and rushed to catch up with the horse, followed by: "Qingguang, you don't often come out of the capital, can you recognize the road?"

Immediately, the person squats sideways, the light is clear, and finally shines like a glare: "Where is the horse, why should you recognize the road?"

Song Wei Wei Wei, not yet able to react, the clear horses have been ringing in the ears, the man is swaying, the horseshoes are crisp and strong.

Qiankun glazed color, Biyu condensed clear light.

The arrogant life, Song Xiaolang laughed, forced a clip of the horse's belly, the horse long rushing, and he squatted.

Why bother to recognize the road, the eyes are all good rivers and mountains.

The two went away and stayed outside for two years.

Su Shi suddenly remembered that the young emperor arrived at the age of the crown, and then he later dragged Song Song back and forth, and rushed to catch up, and returned to the capital on the day of the emperor's birthday.

The regency government's gift list was detained in the evening, and finally it was sent along with a steady stream of gifts.

In the past two years, the Chaotang Hall has been refurbished. The cumbersome bureaucracy should be abolished, and the young talents should be selected vigorously. The capital is more prosperous than the first generation, and even the faces of the pedestrians are full of sincerity and happiness.

When the sky is dark, the lantern is supported.

The emperor lived a long life, it is reasonable to support the city lanterns. It is hard for people to look forward to the last rays of the sun, and at the beginning of the night, the colorful streamer will light up in a flash.

The city is full of lights and looks prosperous.

Song Shouyi still sat in the study, flipping through the memorials on the table, and sometimes dropped two pens. Obviously, there was no intention to live long.

"The emperor, the lantern is lit up."

Xie Zhi was detained in the study room by him, and the palace was clean, but he could see the high place through the eaves. He couldn’t help but put down the gift list and whispered a word.

Only after picking up another memorial, Song took a look at him, not too slow: "If Xie Qing can't sit still, it's fine to go around."

The emperor did not go out, how dare he ran out to see the lanterns. Xie Zhi did not miss the floor and sighed, and continued to bow down to see the gift list, but suddenly surprised: "This year, the Regent Palace has sent the copybook to send it, and what to write on the gift list..."

When the voice did not fall, the eyes of the emperor suddenly stunned, and hesitated to look up: "The emperor...?"

"Where is the copybook, why didn't you send it?"

Song Shouqi Huo Ran got up and took the gift list, his eyes fell on the elegant handwriting on the top, and his heart violently jumped up.

The water blurs the eyelids and is rushed away by him. I am afraid that tears will drop on the gift list and will smudge the ink on it.

Xie Zhi was shocked by him and quickly went out to look for it. He took the thick manuscript back in a while and hesitated to hand him: "The emperor, this..."

Song Shouyi raised his hand and took it. The force was put very carefully. Like holding a treasure like a treasure, he looked at two pages and suddenly threw it back into the table. He dragged Xie Zhi and ran out.

"Go, go with the lanterns!"

The pedestrians on the street are connected, and the people who enjoy the lights are everywhere. The young emperor of the white dragon fish suit hurriedly walked down the street, constantly looking around, apparently not looking at the lights, but it was like losing something very precious.

Xie Zhi chased him and panted, and barely kept up with his pace: "The emperor is careful, don't want to be touched by people..."

Song Shouyi couldn’t hear him at all, his eyes swept over the crowd anxiously, his breathing was short, and his heart was filled with joy for a while.

Will that person come back, will he come back to see his wish for him to come back to see himself?

I haven't known how long I have found it, but I have never found anything. The burning and eagerness of the chest finally faded down, and the pace of Song Zhiqi gradually slowed down, and the light of his eyes gradually dissipated.

His body is not good, and he may not come out to see the lantern. Maybe it’s the capital that the trustee sent back the gift, maybe just came and left, maybe

The footsteps suddenly slammed, and the eyes suddenly died on the corner.

In the smashing lights, the thin figure is carrying a prayer lantern, standing alone in the shadow. I don't know if I noticed his gaze, the figure turned, and the clear eyes like yesterday's eyes fell on him, and the eyebrows suddenly bent slightly, soaking in a light smile.

Suddenly, I couldn’t move any more, and Song insisted on looking at him.

The lights behind him were full of light, but they were not as clear as the glazed glaze.

Song Zhicang’s emperor went to the water and looked at the man greedily. He watched Lu Li walk towards him, and smiled and put the lantern into his hand.

He did not dare to speak, for fear of a voice, he would be shocked by this dream.

"Trust me, the word is still practiced."

The land glass is quietly open and the tone is quiet and calm. Song Zhixuan hurriedly nodded his head, clutching the lantern he had handed, hesitating to raise his hand and carefully pulling his sleeves.

Qing Jun face showed some helpless smiles, so he had to pull him, his eyes gradually turned mild and indulgent.

The fabric of the fingertips is real. Song swears and can't make a sound. The strong joy is intertwined with sourness and sorrow. He is almost standing still, but he still forces himself to let go of his hand a little, raise his head and show it to the man. Smile.

The other party came back, not to watch his own shame and cry.

Let him be convinced that he should know that he did not disappoint him, that he was living according to his expectations, to fulfill his wish, to do what he wanted to do.

The lips and corners forcefully set off some arcs, but they still couldn’t help but shudder, and they smiled clearly. The water color still could not stop sliding down the cheeks.

Luli was helpless, smiled and wiped the face for him, raising his hand over his head.

I don't know when, Song Shouqi has grown a little higher than him.

Far from the shouts of the insiders, I know that Luli is not willing to be known. Song’s lips are slightly moving and want to speak. Luli has stepped back. He smiles slightly toward him: “Go back, wait for a chance. I will come to see you."

In the eyes, she finally showed up infinitely bright, and Song Shou tried to nod and turned away, but his eyes still fell on him.

"emperor!"

Xie Zhi panted and ran over and saw that he was fine. He finally sighed with relief: "What do you do in such a remote place? If you come to the assassin again, you can't run too..."

"Where are the assassins? I just saw it."

In the eyes of Song Zhixuan, there was still a happy and bright man, and he almost had to say something, and he quickly swallowed his words back. Looking back and looking back, he could not find the figure.

He is secretly coming to find himself, and naturally he will not let others see it.

The heart is filled with infinite warmth, and the young emperor, who has always been angry and indifferent, rarely evokes the corner of his lips, clenches the lantern in his hand, and walks out quickly: "Go, don't you want to see the lantern? I haven’t read it carefully yet."

Xie Zhi was surprised, but he quickly followed up, and he was relieved to explain to him: "The corner of the street is praying for the good weather in the coming year. The small one next is the lucky treasure. The following is the official entrance to the prince. Is it a lot of children..."

Song Shouyi was dumb, shook his head in tears and laughed, standing on the street, looking up.

Five colors, a dream.

The corner of the street is melodious, the old voice is combined with the playboard, singing the words of the predecessors, and the words are faintly passed through the vague.

"Only this monarch and a dream became the name of the ancient emptiness. But see the long mountain, the cloud mountain chaos, the Xiaoshan is green..."

Su Shi stayed in this world for 30 years before finally returning to the main world.

The system was bored and playing snakes on the screen. The data consisting of 1 and 0 flooded the screen and found him entering the door. He hurriedly wanted a black screen, and the data stream slammed into the screen, and it was scattered all over the place. 2345.

When Su was surprised, he raised his eyebrows and suddenly developed a deep self-reflection on his habit of not carrying out tasks.

The screen returned to normal for a moment, and the mechanical sound rang: "Welcome the host back..."

Forcibly neglected the inexplicable resentment in the mechanical sound, Su Shixin settled down and called out the control panel: "Okay, at least the whole world thinks that Luli has already died..."

"Hosting adults, our definition of [pot] is a misunderstanding of obvious negative energy. People in the world think that Luli is loyal to the country and is obviously not a pot."

Every time the system wants to rush out to remind Su Shi, it was forcibly suppressed by the unknown data. After being smashed to death several times, the system finally completely exiled itself and played a greedy snake.

If Su Shi does not suddenly come back, the data snake composed of 1 and 0 has probably grown to the point where he can drill into the world and find the piece of data to take a bite.

Su Shiyi, a light cough, continue to pull the control panel: "Want to open, my subordinate tasks have been completed, and earned 50,000 experience points..."

"Five thousand experience points, host."

The system is again painfully corrected: "The coupon can be used to purchase the mall goods, which can be used for transactions, but not for discounts..."

......

Su Shi’s hand suddenly smashed his face.

"...but the coupons are also very good! Host! The mall buys things with a coupon and still has a 20% discount! The host has five million deposits, and the coupons for consumption are completely no problem!"

As if suddenly noticed the threat, the system's screen flashed, the tone of the mechanical sound suddenly high: "The coupon is in the black vvvip VIP card, the host can use the brush with the brush, allowing the overdraft limit 120%!"

Inexplicably, it sounds very attractive. Su Shi raised his eyebrows and felt a lot better. He nodded with satisfaction and looked at his current world harvest.

Only the first birthday, the system forcibly pulled out the original master data that was about to dissipate, and told them to reunite with each other in a fleeting opportunity.

In the end, the little emperor thought that it was his right side that accompanied him. Misunderstandings were always full.

Jiangshan is settled, Haitang River is clear. With the addition of additional tasks, he also got the rating of sss for the first time.

“The host gets the top rating, gets the consumable skill [hold my pot] three times, the effective time is 24 hours, and each world is restricted to use once. During the validity period, the pot is always stable and stays on the host.”

The mechanical sound was explained again, and he happily made up his mind: "The host loses every time, and this time we will use the special effects when we start, there must be no problem!"

Su Shi picked up his eyebrows, some heartbeats, nodded and nodded, and chose the ability to learn this time with great interest.

The ancient world was very limited. Most of the skills could not be used in common with other worlds. Su Shi turned over several times from beginning to end. His eyes suddenly turned bright and he raised his hand at the Xiongnu shooting hand [100% shooting target]. Skills.

The next world looks calm and there is no chance to use it, but as long as I remember the first World Vino asked why he couldn't shoot, he felt that it was necessary to reinforce this shortcoming.

After learning the skills and making a simple settlement, Su Shi is ready to enter the next world.

The body shape quickly fell, the familiar weight loss quickly hit, Su Shu closed his eyes, and the system sounded cheerfully mechanical sounds.

"The host, I will help you to open the [hold my pot] effect directly! You can rest assured that this time the opening will definitely not be a problem!"

Su Shiwei picked up his eyebrows. Inexplicably, he felt that it was not good. He couldn’t stop it. The consciousness had completely matched the new body.

Opening his eyes, he was standing in the dock, and the trial desk uploaded the voice of the judge's majesty.

"According to the plaintiff's application, the trial judge has no objection. He is now adjourned for 24 hours. After the trial, he will continue to hear the case under the supervision of the media."

Su Shi suddenly looked up, the judge's hand raft has been knocked down, and the majesty opened.

"I announced that I am adjourning now."