I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 47
"Fake it? It's clearly His Majesty's preconceived idea. I can't control His Majesty's thoughts."

Seeing his innocent face, Rong Cen just wanted to roll his eyes.

It is indeed uncontrollable, but you have been leading me in the wrong direction.

"I really didn't lie to you. Qixi is my character. What's the problem with friends calling each other Biaozi? As for the others, things outside the body are not very important."

After a pause, Jiang Yun said again: "Besides, didn't your majesty have checked me as early as that year? Your majesty has been cautious in words and deeds for more than ten years. If you didn't know that I was a marginal figure in the Nanxun court, how could you Take the risk of being framed and colluding with foreigners at any time to become a confidant with me?"

Rong Cen: "..."

What can she say?Can she admit that she really doesn't remember anything?
The two of them were passing by the alley when a gust of cool wind rushed through, whistling from the end of the alley, wrapped in the moisture of the spring night, quietly penetrated into the neck, spread infinitely everywhere, and the coolness quickly invaded the whole body.

Coupled with Jiang Yun's unabashed bluntness, it was really frightening.

"If my two imperial brothers were here, they would definitely turn that place into your burial ground, disrupt the situation in Dayin, and take the opportunity to move north. But I..." Seeing Rong Cen tremble, he smiled to himself, "Your Majesty, don't be afraid, and you don't have to guard me like this. Killing you is useless to me."

Indeed, he wanted to kill her countless times already.

Therefore, Rong Cen was not frightened by him, but was shivering from the cold.

"As you said, if you are a confidant, you should be honest with each other, and you shouldn't hide it?" Apart from other things, Rong Cen still wanted to know why he was here.

"Why? What the hidden guard found is not what His Majesty wants to see?" Jiang Yun's smile exploded in her ears again: "How can He De, Your Majesty is so interested in me. Just ask, I will know everything Words, words are endless."

"What are you doing in Yizhou? Since the sixth day of the lunar new year, you have stayed here for dozens of days. What are your plans?"

"Conspiracy? I know His Majesty will come, so I am waiting here. Is it a conspiracy in your opinion?"

Rong Cen didn't believe it, the person in front of him was full of lies, he didn't need to use his brain to dig a hole, he just opened his mouth.

The two were in a stalemate, but they heard Lao Ba's voice coming towards them.

"Master, I have inquired. The Li River is on the west side. There will be few people here. Let's go quickly. After setting off the lanterns, go to the Diaoyutai to occupy an excellent position!"

Lao Ba directly squeezed Jiang Yun aside to get to Rong Cen's side, and the three returned side by side.

Jiang Yun was sensible and didn't speak again.All the way, Lao Ba babbled, talking about the excitement he heard, and clumsily describing the annual fireworks spectacle.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, two trails appeared in front of him.

"Master, go left."

"Go right."

Jiang Yun was originally on the left side of Rong Cen, but he was squeezed away by Lao Ba just now, and he walked to her right side again at some point.At this moment, Rong Cen was caught between the two of them, they couldn't settle down, and she was in a dilemma.

"The girl from Yizhou said that the Diaoyutai is on the left!"

"The view on the right side is wide. If you can't make it in time, you can watch it from a distance."

"How can we not catch up! It is to put lanterns, not to make lanterns."

Jiang Yun stopped talking and just looked at Rong Cen, intending to let her make a decision.

Rong Cen glanced at the lanterns filled with three people's arms, and thought: It will take a lot of time to throw them away.

She chose the path on the right, and she caught a glimpse of Jiang Yun making a face out of the corner of her eye, and Lao Ba was like losing a cockfight.

On the banks of the Li River, there are very few people.

The candle sellers are simmering fires in the kiosks, and when they see someone coming, they say hello, "Come here!"

The lanterns were placed on the shore, and Rong Cen finally freed his hands.

The shopkeeper took out a pen and paper for them to write down their prayers.

Without thinking about it, Rong Cen wrote it all at once, and the neat and neat handwriting appeared on the paper.

"Dayin is prosperous."

"Unify the world."

Seeing that she only wrote two sheets, Jiang Yun handed over another stack.

"What the shopkeeper said makes sense. If you write more, it will come true."

Rong Cen took it, then took up the pen again, and wrote three identical copies without pausing.

Ancestors, fathers, emperors, and prime ministers.

Perhaps, there is also her.

There are still no less than ten sheets on the side of the case, Rong Cen turned his head, and saw that Jiang Yun carefully folded his wish, there was only one sheet, but it was extremely patient, sacred and solemn.

Sensing her gaze, Jiang Yun raised his eyes and smiled at Rong Cen: "I am selfish, I have never dreamed of the world, this wish is too big, I dare not expect too much."

But it's nothing more than inheriting the will, not to mention having the world in mind.

It took her a while to realize, "Are you peeking at my writing?"

"No intention to spy." Jiang Yun tilted his head and said, "Why don't you write a few for yourself?"

Inspired by him, Rong Cen also became selfish. He gathered energy in his wrist and wrote wildly and indulgently.

Jiang Yun didn't peek any more this time, even Rong Cen didn't even dare to look more, so he hurriedly rolled up.

She was afraid of becoming greedy, and hoped in vain.

At first, Lao Ba asked the store for ten, and Rong Cen Jiangyun gave Lao Ba the rest. He has already saved twenty, with a writing brush in his mouth, racking his brains for half a stick of incense, he looked up at Rong Cen. , hesitant to speak.

Rong Cen guessed that he was wondering whether to ask someone to write it for him.

After half a stick of incense, he finally painted and painted.

All wishes were put into lotus lanterns, and the shopkeepers brought candles and told them to be careful of the candlelight.

There are a total of thirty lamps by the Li River, Jiang Yun only wrote one, and Rong Cen nine.

Lao Ba was full of interest and threw down one after another. His martial arts practice was not in vain, and his strength was controlled just right, and the lanterns floated steadily into the distance.

The three of them were stunned to highlight the magnificence of 30 people.

"It's over, it's over, master, let's go, we won't have a good seat if it's late!" Lao Ba urged.

The path is quiet, as Jiang Yun said, the field of view is wide, and you can already see the crowds of people in Diaoyutai, and you can faintly hear the cheers of vendors and children.

The group continued to walk west.

Rong Cen seemed to have a feeling, and turned around inadvertently, only to see the most distinctive red lotus lantern turned over.

All the candle lamps and paper rolls on it were overturned, and the candle oil ignited the lantern, and a small piece of flame appeared.

But no other lanterns were involved, only that one, that one, did not survive.

After all, it is just a delusion.

"Cloud period?"

Jiang Yun, who noticed the abnormality, also turned his head, and was about to follow Rong Cen's line of sight, when she pulled her back, "It's all right, let's go."

The liveliness of Diaoyutai is unprecedented.

Xu Shi experienced Ye Jun's closure of the city, and the people cherished this hard-won freedom even more.

When a few people arrived, the arena was completely surrounded.

Just now I heard from the shopkeeper that Rong Cen thought it was the same as the slightly inferior fireworks that he watched on New Year's Eve, they were only for dignitaries to have fun, and ordinary people had no chance or money to see them.

But what is in front of us now is molten iron... Several men with broad arms and round waists are said to be masters of acting.

At Xushi, the performance started, and the people spontaneously became quiet, and several masters swung iron flowers with their arms and arms bare.

Golden flowers splashed everywhere, molten iron flew across the sky, like shooting stars all over the sky, flying like colorful snakes, and like firecrackers blasting together.

The crowd applauded and the children giggled.

At this moment, Yizhou City is full of iron trees and silver flowers.

(End of this chapter)