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The late plum blossoms have just fallen, and three or two impatient apricot blossoms have been scorched in the rain. The tender white petals support the delicate yellow stamens, soft and fresh.Perhaps because of the palace hot spring, the geothermal heat is strong, and the apricot flowers near the lake bloom especially well.A pool of spring water that is warm and cold, reflecting the snow and flowers on the bank, is shrouded in misty rain like a veil, full of spring.

And the breath of spring also awakened the wolfish ambitions that had been dusty for many years...

The news of the empress dowager's imprisonment quickly spread to Zhang's old department. They have been arrogant for half a lifetime, and they never expected that there would be a day of catastrophe.The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, it is better to stand up and resist than sit and wait for death, maybe there is still a chance.When the battle lines were unified, the dark forces in the court began to surge, and it became difficult to calm down for a while.

Like a pot of boiling water, the evaporating water vapor constantly presses against the fragile pot lid, and finally spews out in an explosive manner.The rebellion of the imperial court began...

With swords and swords and horns and drums contending, the bustling city of Shangjing suddenly turned into a fiery prison.The dark army came to the city, the flags covered the sky, the horns blew, and Situ Lieyu personally commanded the city.

Dark clouds hissed and cut through the thunder and lightning in the sky, and the blood-red smell permeated the ruins that were silent for a moment but noisy.The wailing and sword shadows that had just dissipated bloomed in the wind again, the piled up remains were hideous and terrifying, and the heavy breath made people almost suffocate.The soldiers on both sides suffered countless casualties, and they were anxious for a while.

And in the southeast direction, dust was everywhere, and a mighty iron cavalry rushed forward.The shocking sound of horseshoes was like a drumbeat in everyone's heart, and all soldiers begged for their own reinforcements. "It's too late for me to save you!" Yu Chilin sat on a tall horse, holding a two-meter red-tasseled silver gun, and the golden soft armor looked particularly dazzling in the sun.

Suzhou's elite troops quickly joined the war, and the stalemate battle had a clear inclination.The morale of the soldiers soared after seeing the reinforcements, and they fought the enemy more bravely.With a swish of the knife, the hot blood was sprayed, dyeing the earth red.

In February of the 11th year of Yujing, the Zhang clan rebelled.

In May of the 11th year of Yujing, the civil strife was settled, the remnants of the Zhang family were strangled, and the court was revived...

In March of the 12th year of Yujing, Situ Lieyu died, and was buried in the imperial mausoleum with the posthumous title of Mingde...

The stars are sinking and the moon is setting, and there is a faint light in the sky, a faint morning glow, and the light of the blue sky and white sun.The thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the late spring of March are presented unreservedly in front of the loving blue eyes of Situ Liefeng, who was born and raised in northern Xinjiang.

Bai Rumei was pregnant with Liujia, and she was gently embraced in her arms.Under the blue sky and white sun, he seemed to see the clear green of the river, like a belt like a practice, with fishing boats dotted on the river, and reeds dancing on the riverside.The green hills in the thin mist on the river bank have not yet reached the golden and bright green, and have become uncolored manuscripts.

At this time, Situ Lieyu probably took Baimei to travel around the mountains and rivers. He, who had been restrained and suppressed for many years, finally used this method to join hands with the one he loves to roam the world.There is no rigid court plan, no battles in the city, and the whole body and mind are washed away in the mountains and rivers.The country that has been cherished for so long can be easily let go, and I am very happy!

While driving the horse galloping, a picture scroll of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains filled with ink and wash automatically appeared endlessly in front of his eyes, slowly laid out, with the sun and moon as seals, clouds and rain as inscriptions, and sky and water as its blue lake-colored frame.

He was his king...he was his hermit...

Find the most real existence among the vast sea of ​​clouds.