It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 240

Imperial City, Chaohua Palace.

"Don't marry, don't marry, don't marry!"

A pillow was thrown on Li Letian's head. He scratched his head. He was put on the inkstone by his father, and the pillow was thrown again here.

Li Letian rubbed his forehead and said with a smile, "Wan'er, don't get excited, I'll make you happy, that Prairie King Huyanba is a hero of the Rong clan, don't you admire heroes the most?"

Li Wan'er didn't speak, and looked at Li Letian with a neurotic look.

"It's so good, why don't you marry me?"

"Nonsense, can I marry." Li Letian: "They only want you, and other Wanhua, Yule, they don't like it at all. Hey, who doesn't know our Princess Mingyu's beauty and beauty, and knowledgeable, the most attractive. like."

The look of neurosis appeared on Li Wan'er's face again.

Li Letian scratched his head and felt that his words were not very credible.

"You don't know, the Rong people are willing to give three cities as gifts to the empire. They all say that the city is a beautiful city, but what is a beautiful city? Our Princess Mingyu is worth three cities."

"Don't marry, don't marry, don't marry, if you force me again, I will hang myself."

"The hanging beam is ugly."

"Then I cut my wrists?"

"It hurts to cut your wrist, you can't stand it."

"I cast into the lake."

"The lake has swollen you."

"I, I am on a hunger strike."

Li Letian looked at Li Wan'er and shook his head helplessly: "Wan'er, you are old."

"Big brother..." The softness in those eyes made Li Wan'er move.

"When you grow up, do things you don't like."

Li Letian got up, dragged his robe and left.

"I won't marry." Li Wan'er shouted at his back.

Li Letian didn't look back, but just threw out three words with his back.

"Must be married."

Following that, his figure disappeared from the door, and the door to the Hall of Chaohua was closed, blocking out the light outside.

Li Wan'er suddenly understood that this was not a joke between siblings when they were young. You are arguing that I don't want to learn the piano, I don't want to learn the piano... Then he will say: Okay, okay, don't learn if you don't learn today, but don't be lazy tomorrow.

In the end, I still learned the qin. Not only did I learn the qin, but also calligraphy and painting, Go, tea ceremony, and swordsmanship. As an imperial princess, I would always learn a variety of things, although I didn't like it.

Including this time, I still don't like it, but I must.

...

There were candles lit in the prison, and it was a sandalwood-scented fish oil candle. This was the first time it had happened in the prison, and it was quite good to have a vegetable oil lamp on weekdays.

The old man filled the wine glass, but Cheng Dalei was indifferent and just stared at the old man with both eyes.

"Why don't you drink it, for fear of being poisonous?"

"No." Of course Cheng Dalei wasn't worried about the poison in the wine, because there was absolutely no need for it.

"The driver has a glass of wine, and the relatives have two lines of tears."

"Uh……"

The old man waited for 10,000 grass and mud horses in his heart to rush past before taking a seat in front of Cheng Dalei.

"Wan'er told me something about you. There used to be four thieves in Chang'an City, each covering one side of the wind and rain. This is the first time I know that the sky above my head is covered by you."

"Uh... Sometimes it takes some people to come out and hang out."

The old man ignored Cheng Dalei's nonsense and drank a glass of wine by himself, seeing Cheng Dalei sitting there without drinking.

He didn't say anything, and filled his glass again.

"July 14th is your day of death. Before you die, what do you want to say to me?"

"Is it a long night and you can't sleep, so you came to talk to me specially?"

"Speak?" The old man paused: "Probably just want to find someone to talk to. When you sit in that position, you won't be able to hear other people talking. I am in charge of the world, and the lives of all people in the world are mine, and you are the general. Dead people, dying people don't care about their own lives, maybe you can tell me a few truths."

The old man drank a few glasses of wine, perhaps a little drunk, so he talked a lot with Cheng Dalei, and drank the wine cup by cup.

"You haven't been drinking?" Emperor Ming sighed: "So you don't want to talk to me."

"If you could push the glass forward a little so I could touch it, I might have a drink."

Cheng Dalei stretched his hand forward, feeling like a doll with an oversized body and extremely short arms.

quack quack

The old man seemed to have a crow flying over his head, and three black lines appeared on his forehead.

But he suddenly leaned over and leaned forward, putting enormous pressure on Cheng Dalei.

"You look down on me."

This is not a question, but a certainty. I'm so angry because I'm sure, I'm on top, Wei Jiahai, why do you look down on me.

Don't be angry, I have no other ability, just because I am a transmigrator.

"Do you think I'm a fool!"

The old man used the title of "Zhen", and his body was heavily pressed on the table, so the overwhelming coercion poured down on Cheng Dalei like a mountain. He was no longer a drooping old man, but now he is the emperor of Dawu who holds the universe in his hand.

"So you really think I'm a fool." Emperor Ming sneered: "Lin Wentian was helpless in the battle, and he was unjustly killed in the street, Yang Long stopped cowardly and feared the battle, and pretended to take the military exploits. Know."

"I was born in the family of an emperor, and the weak crown ascended the throne. Since I was a child, I have fought with my parents, with powerful officials, with princes, and even with my own children. What I have learned from birth is to fight with the world."

Emperor Ming stretched his arms and embraced the mountains and rivers.

"But you all think I'm a fool, aloof, deaf and blind, can't hear the truth, can't tell right from wrong, and think I'm a fool who can fool everyone."

"..."

Cheng Dalei widened his eyes in astonishment, and his emotions fluctuated for the first time. A question arose in his mind: You know everything, why don't you do anything.

Emperor Ming's strength seemed to be exhausted, and he sat down on the chair, drunkenness on his cheeks again.

"But I know what to do. The empire was defeated, and it was a complete defeat without any face. The empire needed one person to bear the wrath of the world, so Lin Wentian wanted to kill everyone, because the empire needed one person to bring hope, so Yang Long stopped. Must be a god of war."

"Lin Wentian and I have known each other since we were very young. At that time, we were both young. We used to ride horses in the fields and get drunk..." Emperor Ming shook his head with a wry smile, "Since he is in this position, he has to do something for the empire. Before the beheading, we also had a conversation like tonight, when he was sitting in your seat, we were all drunk, and finally he told me not to be sad."

"There is something he has to do in any position. Even as the emperor, he cannot escape this fate. Lin Wentian used his own death to fulfill his responsibilities, and Yang Longting, as the imperial god of war, enjoys the worship of the world. His responsibility. Because the empire was defeated so badly, someone must give the world hope."

"And you... you have done something to the empire, you are innocent, you shouldn't die. But you shouldn't kill Yang Longting, the god of war is dead, the idol of the empire will collapse, and someone needs to bear the wrath of losing the idol, so... …”

Emperor Ming hiccupped and said in a vague tone:

"For the country and the people, please die."

Cheng Dalei looked at Emperor Ming, and when he met Emperor Ming's gaze, there was a faint spark of fire in his eyes. Cheng Dalei underestimated Emperor Ming, and compared with him, he was still too naive. And Cheng Dalei also believes that Emperor Ming is sincere, perhaps he has never been so sincere in his life.

Cheng Dalei sighed, looked at the other party with more sincere eyes than Emperor Ming, and spit out a word in his mouth.

"I'll go to your Mare Gobi."