The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 Ninety years of the Great Xia calendar, on the third day of the first lunar month, the world is full of snow, and the wind whistles and screams.

　　 This day is a day of infinite sorrow and sorrow for the countless people of Daxia. The countless people who heard the news wailed and cried, and prayed three times and nine bows to the northwest.

　　 This is another great death in Daxia, and the last time Daxia mourned the whole country sixteen years ago, the former prince Zhao Jing died in Yulongguan.

　　 All the people know that the Zhao clan who is in charge of Da Xia is really too few people. Every Da Xia Da Shang is a huge blow to this young country.

In fact, for this old lady who has been standing firmly behind everyone since the founding of the country, the people have long been accustomed to her existence, no matter the prosperity and development of Great Xia, whether through the crisis, she is there, like Like a pin of the sea god, it propped up the entire sky, but the greatest person had the day that passed away, and this day suddenly arrived.

　　 God’s capital, nine bells rang, and after the emperor Huanghuang’s tone, the people spontaneously walked out of the room and stepped into the heavy snow, bursting into tears, shouting to the wife beside him:

　　 "Take the vegetable and hang it at the door!"

　　 At the same time, the solemn and black Baidi Palace was almost in a breath, and every palace was covered with plain white mourning.

　　 As the mother of a country, the old lady, in a sense, is the elder of all the people of Daxia.

In the Lingbo Hall of the White Emperor Palace, Zhao Yu was wearing a mourning costume, carrying rouge, fish fry, and Princess Wu Zhao Xiu, quietly kneeling in front of a dark golden coffin. In fact, there is another coffin in the hall, which belongs to the middle-aged court lady. red.

　　 Since returning to the palace last evening, several people have been kneeling here, guarding the old man’s last journey, and then the young emperor raised his drooping head and spoke softly, a slightly hoarse voice came out:

　　 "Come on, help Rouge back to the summer palace to rest."

　　 "Your Majesty, the concubines are fine."

　　 Rouge’s big eyes were already crying red and swollen, but still stubbornly shook his head to signal that he was okay, then Zhao Yu turned his head, looked at the latter’s haggard face, flashed a trace of pain, and continued to speak:

　　 "Go and rest. Grandma is now above Jiuquan, and she must have scolded me. You just became pregnant. Don't work too hard. Go, bring the fry with you. I have something to say to my aunt."

　　 Then, two young court ladies, also dressed in plain clothes, hurried in from outside the hall, lifted the rouge, and slowly walked out of the hall together with the crying girl fish face.

　　 After that, in the huge Lingbo Hall, there are two aunts and nephews who have not been alone for a long time.

　　 Since the death of the old lady, Princess Wu Zhao Xiu has not said a word, but at this time, she took the lead in asking:

　　 "Your Majesty, you were born into the Zhao family, have you hated it?"

In the Lingbo Hall, Princess Wu’s cold voice wafted back and forth, but her question was both abrupt and shocking. The Zhao clan belonged to the Great Xia clan, but she asked if she hated this identity, but this question came out, Zhao Yu did not answer, but fell into a long silence.

　　 Zhao Yu did not answer for a long time, and then Princess Wu's voice continued:

"Sixteen years ago, when I wore the phoenix dance robe and sat on the chair at the top of the Huangji Hall with an uneasy heart in my arms, I looked at the densely arranged civil and military officials below, and the fear in their eyes. At that time, I remembered a thought for the first time, that is, what would happen if I was born in an ordinary person's home? Wouldn't it be necessary to carry so much?

　　 "I didn't remember a word of what the minister below said that morning. At that time, the queen mother was sitting behind me. After stepping back, she took me and spoke word by word, every word."

　　 At this point, Princess Wu turned her head, her eyes just met Zhao Yu’s dark eyes, and then she continued to speak:

"The mother queen said: Now the front of the foreign race is outside the capital city. Whether you are afraid or resisting, our Zhao clan now only has two female generations, you and me. So don't blame the world for injustice. Broke, in order to thank this sin of the ages, you and I must die in the first place. Don't worry, I will protect you till the last moment.

"To be honest, at that time, my mother and I were prepared to die, and your Majesty who had been secretly sent to Gwangju, neither of us mentioned you, but for more than ten years, your existence seemed to be Forgetting, I know, it was the queen to make up for me."

After 　　 Princess Wu's voice fell, Zhao Yu still did not speak, but in his dark eyes, the complex color was thicker. For anyone, the original choice was so struggling and painful.

　　 The country cannot be left without an owner for a day, and the strong enemy besieged the city, the Zhao family must leave the last blood!

The old queen did not have any choice at that time. For Princess Wu Zhao Xiu, it was undoubtedly unfair, because the old mother gave the hope of life to Zhao Yu, who was still in her infancy, and left her inexplicable death. Zhao Xiu.

　　 "Your Majesty, the queen mother, she let you wander in Daxia for so many years, she has difficulties!"

　　 "I know, I have never blamed anyone."

　　 This is the first time Zhao Yu responded to Princess Wu. Then the young emperor will turn his head and look at the dark golden coffin in front of him again. Inside the coffin, the old man is sleeping peacefully, and then the gentle emperor's voice continues to sound:

　　 "Grandma has swallowed all the suffering in her heart in her whole life. How can I blame her? I also hope that my aunt will not blame grandma."

After 　　 finished speaking, Zhao Yu stood up slightly and said again:

　　 "Auntie, in order to follow the will of her grandmother and her old family, grandma's funeral is kept simple and does not cost the people and money. She can be buried in the imperial mausoleum, and all civil and military officials can follow.

　　 "This is also grandma's last wish, let your majesty call the shots."

　　 Zhao Xiu nodded, and then she looked at Zhao Yu's slightly thin shoulders and back. The original majestic face showed a little sadness, and the voice continued:

　　 "After today, the palace will follow Taoist Lu Yu to that unknown place. After that, you will only bear the burden of Daxia."

　　 The old queen passed away, Princess Wu stayed away, and overnight, the Zhao family who was in charge of the entire Great Xia kingdom was the only one left in the Zhao Yu family. This is so sad, sigh!

　　 "Where my aunt is going, I don't ask."

　　 After Zhao Xiu finished his words, the young emperor’s voice sounded again, and the latter increased the volume, and the emperor’s voice rolled down again:

　　"But I promise that in a short time, I will bring an invincible army to sweep the entire Eight Desolation and Liuhe, including the so-called place, and then personally ask Taizu Grandpa.

　　 "Why let grandma wait so long for her?"