Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

This is the last strategy left by the brilliant Qing Luan Jun.

On January 20, Qi Ming, the son of the former Emperor, ascended the throne and changed his name to Zhaoming because of his hesitation.

In June of the same year, Qi Ming was defeated and died on the battlefield.

In the following year, the biography of Qi Heng was located in Qirong, and the name of the state was changed to Dexing, which was called Ye Di in history.

Du Ruoxin was granted the title of imperial concubine.

During the three-year reign of emperor ye, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

The world is at peace at last.

But the young man who liked to wear a green shirt never came back.

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The sky in the north is very blue, looking very far away.

Qi Rong walked along the path to the gate of the small village.

The aunt at the head of the village listened to his intention and suddenly realized, "are you looking for ah Qing?"

"Go, go, go to the village."

As she walked, the aunt said with emotion: "ah Qing was covered with blood and was carried by a child surnamed Chen. It's a pity that little Chen died just after he arrived at the entrance of the village

With a sigh, the aunt said with a smile: "ah Qing is a beautiful child and can read words. The villagers like him."

Qi Rong nodded.

The village was not big, so we walked to a hut in three or two steps.

Auntie opened the door and yelled, "Auntie Zhang! Are you there? "

Qi Rong was waiting at the door.

Next to the hut was a wooden shed with a cow tied to it. The cow turned to look at him and kicked the milk bucket a little bit.

Qi Rong Leng Leng, out of Aunt Zhang toward him with a smile: "it is you as a Qing!"

At that time, the young man also stood here, thought for a long time, moved a stool to sit in front of the cow, pushed the bucket to the front, and stretched out his hand.

After thinking for a long time, he carefully poked, squeezed, poked and squeezed with his slender index finger.

The impatient cow was so angry that he kicked over the stool and threw the young man on all fours.

Aunt Zhang covered her stomach behind and said, "Why are you so stupid?"

The young man was stunned and began to laugh.

Qi Rong followed Aunt Zhang into the room.

He touched the earth wall, sat on the bed for a moment, then lowered his head and asked softly, "did he mention me?"

Aunt Zhang looked at him suspiciously: "who are you?"

The young man leaned against the bed and looked out of the window, bending his eyebrows and smiling: "family? Yes

"There is an old man who always cries, an old man who always talks, and..." His eyes flashed, like light, and he laughed at Aunt Zhang, "aunt, I have so many people to remember, isn't it very happy?"

Qi Rong hung his eyes and remained silent for a long time: "Aunt Zhang, where is he?"

The sun went down and the temperature came down. It was a little cold.

The smile on Aunt Zhang's face was a little, and she sighed. Then she said, "it's buried on the road you just came here."

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the dusk is everywhere, and the smoke is curling.

The grave is still very new.

Qi Rong stroked it up, looked at it for a while, reached out and pointed the words "white, clear and white" and read it again.

Then move your fingers back to the top, point the word "Xia Qingyuan" and read it again.

After thinking for a while, I read it again from the beginning.

"Ah Ho," he said in a dumb voice, "are you in there?"

Is it inside or not?

Light sprinkles on the grave, Qi Rong suddenly seems to be crazy, with ten fingers to dig that grave.

The mounds gradually spread, and his fingers were covered with mud and blood.

As if touching a corner of his clothes, or maybe not, the young emperor suddenly stopped and began to cry in a low voice.

After emperor ye returned to the palace, he made Qi's orphan prince.

Throughout his life, his posterity was vacant and he had no offspring.

According to historical records, Emperor Ye devoted all his life to the Western Jin Dynasty.

But there is no record in the history books that the young emperors often nest in the corner of the hall alone, crying, laughing and crying, and shouting something.

The spring outside the hall is brilliant. It's another year.

Qi Rong closed his eyes.

He thought of many years ago, chasing a bright young man to the gate of the city.

He asked the boy, "why don't you want this world?"

The young man turned his head and looked at him. The corners of his lips rose slightly. The light in his eyes was more dazzling than the stars.

"In ah Heng's heart, there is only private love, there is no world."