Eastward Flow

Chapter 5 [Edit]

No matter how the undercurrent in the palace surged, it had nothing to do with Zhong Lisuo who had already escaped from the conflict.At the moment, she is studying hard for the year-end assessment.

As a freshman, she didn't have to take part in this year's assessment.But now that you have enrolled, you can't miss an opportunity to go up a level.As long as she passes the exam, she doesn't have to study Geng in Teacher Cheng Wen's class next year.

In this way, he not only fulfilled his father's favor, but also said goodbye to the group of children in his class who always called him classmates with excited faces.Of course, even if she goes to the Xu class next year, she will still be in the same class as a boy who is much younger than her.

The Hongwen Museum's assessment was on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and lasted for three days.In addition to the content of the professors at all levels, the content of the assessment, such as the Four Books and Five Classics, astronomy, geography and arithmetic, as well as riding and archery.

The written test questions were not difficult for Zhong Lisuo, after all, she learned them very well when she was an emperor.It's just that she is a little worried about riding, archery and folk art.

No matter in her previous life or in this life, because of her weak body, she has never formally learned riding and archery.She was a little worried that Le Zhengsu's sickly body would not be able to withstand her torment, but fortunately, this body was much better than before.Ten days before the assessment, Zhonglisu finally mastered the basic riding and shooting like the children in his class.

In this way, the problem of the test is also solved.

Riding and archery is learned under the guidance of the masters, but Quyi, this needless thing to worry about, has to go to great lengths to cover up at the moment.

In her short life, she was widely known not only as the subjugated monarch at the end of Chu, but also as the voice of Yulong that resounded throughout Kyushu during the few years in Yunzhou.

Everyone in the world knows that in the depths of the sea of ​​fog in Yunzhou, there is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy who can shake the sea of ​​clouds with a shakuhachi, and his voice is as clear as seeing a deer in the depths of a secluded forest.

Because of this clear and melodious shakuhachi sound, many literati want to make friends with this noble young composer.But because Zhong Lisuo was thrown in Yunzhou by Emperor Assassin as if exiled at that time, it was difficult to reveal her identity, so not many people had seen her true face.

People who have heard her singing but have not seen her face all call her to see Mr. Lu.

It wasn't until she returned to Yuanzhou City and became the only heir of Emperor Assassin, the noble Prince Zhaoming, that the world knew that the clear shakuhachi voice belonged to her.

It was all because of the Lantern Festival that year, after seeing the performances of various performances on a whim, the Assassin Emperor couldn't help but go on stage and performed a consonant dance.The folk customs of Dachu are open, singing and dancing are popular, and the nobles in Yuanzhou City can dance elegant steps, and the emperor is the leader of this group of elegant people.It's not uncommon for His Majesty the emperor to dance with consonances. What's rare is that the Emperor Assassin, who has always been austere, would also have fun with his courtiers, so the Lantern Festival that year was really lively.

And the one who accompanies the emperor is Prince Zhaoming's Shakuhachi.She blew a song "Seeing the Moon", which reached the ears of the elegant ministers.Seeing that Mr. Lu's shakuhachi and Prince Zhaoming's melody overlapped together, the world knew that the shakuhachi that resounded in Yunzhou in those years was the work of the exiled prince.

So far, the shakuhachi of Prince Zhaoming has become the voice of Yulong.

All the courtiers knew that Emperor Zhao's Shakuhachi was unique in the world.Until the city of Yuanzhou was destroyed, Emperor Zhao burned a big fire in Fengxian Hall, and this shakuhachi became the voice of the country's subjugation.

The teachers at the Hongwen Museum have more or less heard her tunes, but if they cover up their skills, they just need to pass the test.But that day, when she handed in the assessment content, Cheng Wen overwhelmed her assessment topic and said, "Hongwen Museum doesn't use Shakuhachi as a quyi assessment subject, you should choose another one."

She was puzzled, as far as she knew, there was no discrimination in Hongwen Hall, no matter what musical instrument it was, it was included in the scope of quyi assessment.

So she opened her mouth and boldly asked why.

Cheng Wen looked at her with complex and deep eyes, and said after a while, "It's His Majesty's ban."

"The shakuhachi is the mourning music of the state of Chu, and should not be played at the beginning of the state of Qing."

"Do you understand it?"

As Cheng Wen said, he took a deep look at her, his eyes were soft and kind.

Zhong Lisuo didn't know what it was like, he was half lost, and he was melancholy, so he answered anxiously: "The student knows."

She turned around and went out the door, looking at the bleak winter scene, exhaled a long breath of white air.Putting his hands into his wide sleeves, he straightened his back and walked towards the school building.

Yes, she was the one who set fire to the Fengxian Hall. She was the one who was unfilial. When she was going to die, she was thinking about her posthumous name, either desolation or sorrow.

She is a subjugated monarch, and she shouldn't have used such a beautiful word "Zhao" as her posthumous title.She couldn't keep the inheritance of her ancestors, she couldn't save her own people who were struggling in the fire and water, she was an incompetent emperor.

But she still felt that she had done nothing wrong. If she hadn't burned the Fengxian Temple, she would not be able to defend Yuanzhou City with her dying body.If they escaped, the ancestors who were placed in Fengxian Hall could only be humiliated for nothing.What's more, with her body at that time, she couldn't go north to meet the queen at all.

I'm afraid that before she leaves Yuanzhou, her soul will return to the ruins.

After all, it is death, why not die cleanly.

She died at the place where her ancestors were enshrined, and was reduced to ashes.As for the Zhongli family who could inherit the throne, except for King Yunzhong, they were all killed by the assassin.

There is nothing wrong with her giving up the throne to the queen.There was also a precedent for a queen in power in the previous dynasty, as it should be.What's more, they are a husband and wife, and if she dies, it will be the same when the queen is in power.

The queen is more talented than her, knows more than her, and is more sympathetic to the people than her. Most importantly, compared with her puppet emperor who has nothing, the queen still has soldiers.

Back then, the Emperor Assassin took back the military amulet of the Crown Princess, and it was finally in the hands of Zhong Lisuo. After she ascended the throne, she returned the military amulet to Xuan Jingchen.

The queen will lead troops, but she will not.

Zhong Lisuo wanted to be a good emperor, and everyone thought she was not suitable to be an emperor, but she still wanted to be a good emperor.Only the queen thought she could do well, but she died too early, and there was no way to achieve it after all.

Zhong Lisuo thought, she did the right thing in entrusting the country to such a person.At least now, when she opens her eyes again, she will see a world without wars, instead of being scolded by Zhong Li's ancestors who hated iron for being weak.

She was right, she was right.

She was just like what her mother said, her life was not very good and she couldn't live for too long.

Zhong Lisuo was dead, he died in the Xia Yuan Rebellion three years ago.

All of this has passed, and her life, ending with a sign, is already complete enough.

Shakuhachi is not the sound of subjugation at the end of Chu, but the prelude to the prosperity of the Qing Dynasty.

Since the queen resisted all opinions and gave her the word "Zhao", in her heart, she would not think of her song that way.

Right, Zitong.

Dazedly, she remembered that she was holding a dagger in the Qianyuan Hall, kneeling in cold sweat in front of the assassin's bed.The princess who was kneeling on the ground got up, walked to her side, knelt down together, and held her bloody hand.

Zhong Lisuo looked sideways, looked at her with tears in his eyes, and looked at her bloody forehead through tears.

Look at her pale lips, messy hair, unable to speak for a long time.

Until, Da Si Ming appeared behind her at some point, prostrated on the ground with all the orders of Jian Tiansi.

"My condolences to Your Majesty, I respectfully ask Your Majesty to ascend the throne immediately."

"Your Majesty is honored to ascend the throne."

One after another, it exploded in her mind.She stood up staggeringly, glanced at the still handsome Assassin on the bed with a strange and peaceful expression, stepped back a few steps, and fell to the ground.Turning his head, he looked at Si Ming in Tsing Yi who was kneeling on the ground, took a deep breath, picked up the dagger and stabbed it hard into his chest.

It was dark before his eyes, and when he woke up again, he was lying in the side hall of Shengyuan Palace in a crown suit.

Not far away, there were bursts of mourning and joy, and the fake cries of the ministers came to the ears.

But in front of her, the pale princess knelt in front of the couch, guarding her alone.

Seeing her wake up, she raised her head and said word by word: "Your Majesty, the servants who assassinated the late emperor have all been killed, and I hope that your majesty will mourn. The chief minister has already measured the date, please make an order for the early burial of the late emperor."

She couldn't hear anything, she just stared blankly at the top of the tent and said, "I'm a sinner."

However, if they don't do this, Zhongli's family will be even more sinful, so she is willing to exchange her life for her life.

She calmed down for a moment, but she heard the crown princess say: "I hope Your Majesty will take good care of the dragon's body, Chu State, you are the only one left."

Yes, the only one who can claim the title of emperor in the big Chu country is her weak and useless Prince Zhaoming.

She took over the barbarians in the north, the corrupt officials in the Southern Dynasty, the orphans and widows who died on the streets, and the young men who died in the frontier.

She deserves to die, but she cannot die yet.

But can a person like her become the king of a country?

So she turned her head and looked at Xuan Jingchen: "Crown Princess, do you think I will be a good king?"

"Emperor Jingming said: 'The Son of Heaven guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country'. The successive emperors of the Chu Kingdom were resolute and brave. Even if there were internal and external troubles, they would be able to solve them with concerted efforts." Her Crown Princess, although a general of a country, But he has the attitude of a weak willow supporting the wind, and his speech is also gentle and gentle.

However, in that gentleness, there is a tenacity that is not affected by wind and rain like carnations.

She said: "Your Majesty treats me with the courtesy of a national scholar. In this life, I will live and die for Your Majesty, open up borders and open up land, and return the great Chu to Haiyan and Heqing."

Zhong Lisuo lowered his head, and saw firmness in those gentle eyes.

They are husband and wife, but they are also monarchs and ministers, and they are comrades-in-arms who support each other along the way.

She should have accompanied her to restore the peace of this thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, but after all, it couldn't resist the impermanence of the world.

It's good now, she's dead, the queen is such a heroic and talented person, don't need to be dragged down by her, she can marry a good family.

No, her Zitong is now the supreme emperor.If you want to marry, someone else will marry her.

After being married for many years, she has never been asked what kind of character she likes.But a person as worthless as her, if not the crown prince, would not be able to marry her.

After all, it won't be someone like her.

Zhong Lisuo laughed at himself, and buried all the thoughts evoked by the old things in his heart.Together with those longings that dare not touch, clean them up together.

She is Le Zhengsu, she should be Le Zhengsu.

Le Zhengsu, but you have to study hard and pass the assessment.

She thought so, encouraged herself secretly, and finally made a decision.Since you can't play the shakuhachi, let's play the flute.Ease of use is the best.

The positive and optimistic 16-year-old boy is just like Mr. Jianlu who was carefree in Yunzhou many years ago.After working hard, Zhong Lisuo passed the examination with very good grades.

The 22nd of the twelfth lunar month is the day when the students of Hongwen Library get their grades and pack their bags to go home.Zhong Lisuo's home is in Yuanzhou City, so after getting the test results, and after listening to Cheng Wen say a few words, he went to the entrance of the school alone.

The students walked together in twos and threes, wrapped in heavy cloaks and talking about the holidays and outings.Zhong Lisuo was thinking about whether he could talk to his mother about going to the hot springs in Zhuangzi in the outer suburbs, and didn't pay much attention to the people around him.

"If you want to talk about this party, it's better to go to Mingyue Pavilion. Mingyue Pavilion has recently come to a group of Lanzhou troupes. The singing and dancing are excellent, and the place is also clean. Princess, you will definitely like it."

"Princess……"

"Princess……"

Zhong Lisuo, who was walking forward in a hurry, was grabbed by someone, and a sentence rang in his ear: "Brother-in-law, prince!"

She raised her head abruptly, and saw the pretty girl staring at her with tearful eyes in surprise and joy, and froze in place.

This is Jing Ning, her younger sister...