The fleet sailed slowly on the river surface, with stars dotted, and the river was clear and the moon was bright.

Cao Hua leaned on the lounge chair, holding a telescope in his hand, observing the stars in the sky.

Luzhu sat obediently next to her, plucked the orange, put it into Cao Hua's mouth, and asked a little shyly:

"Young Master, what are you looking at?"

"Observing the star scene at night will deduce the fortune of the Song Dynasty."

".....oh..."

Luzhu stopped talking.

Han'er was shocked by the gods. Her thoughts just now were gone and she carefully looked at Cao Hua leaning on the recliner:

"Young Master, stargazing is something that the Taoist priests from the Imperial Heaven Sect do. Do you have any knowledge about this?"

"The end point is the unity of heaven and man. The so-called unity of heaven and man is integrated with the fortune of heaven and earth. The skin is the heaven, the bones are the earth, and the body forms a cave... Forget it, it can't be woven..."

Han'er was using a small notebook to remember it, but seeing Cao Hua stop talking, it was a pity:

"What I said makes sense. In our eyes, the young master is not much different from the gods. Maybe he has some insights..."

Cao Hua put down his telescope, raised his hand and pinched Luzhu's face, and chuckled:

"What's the point of becoming a god? I can't bear to be caring about the little cotton jacket. Hey-... Yutang?"

"I must have gone crazy again, don't worry about her."

"hehe..."

Cao Hua looked at the moon for a while, and suddenly remembered the day and night of his previous life. He thought for a moment and chuckled:

"Han'er, can you still sing the song you taught you?"

Han'er pursed her lips, closed the notebook, and coughed lightly to make her feel:

"I'll be proud of myself~ I can see you all at will~

I never need to look back~

Too far and wide~ I am sure I will write a law that respects myself~

.....”

The singing is very impressive.

Luzhu listened to the orange for a long time, and was a little confused: "Young Master, where is the dialect? I don't understand."

"The dialect in the other side of Lingnan."

"Oh...Where is Lingnan?"

"seaside..."

Cao Hua tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers. After listening carefully for a moment, he looked at Han'er in a blink of an eye:

"Do you want to teach you another song?"

After Han'er finished singing, her expression was still serious and she nodded.

Cao Hua recalled for a moment and coughed lightly:

"Leave quietly ~

With loneliness ~

Crowded memories ~

Time is erased ~

I've been in the Song Dynasty and lost contact.

Sometimes I miss the time we were together~has changed~

Let this sky connect you and me~ miss you~

.....”

The melody is nice and the sound is magnetic.

Han'er frowned and listened for a while, and always felt something was wrong. She hesitated for a long time before muttering in a low voice:

"Young master, I'm so tired of being out of contact...what the hell?"

Cao Hua curled his lips: "I am so happy that I don't want to go back."

"Are you not going back to Bianjing?"

"Well...what I said...forget it, I can't explain clearly, keep singing..."

"oh...."

More than 600 ships were like giant crocodiles floating on the river, and torches were like scarlet beast eyes.

The quiet night, accompanied by the quiet singing, slowly towards Bianjing, which was thousands of miles away...

----

The sea of ​​lights is like a tide, and the bright moon hangs in the sky.

Zhao Che was wearing a dragon robe and sat on the imperial stairs outside the Golden Hall. In his hand was a golden knife full of gaps. The knife was his sword, his beloved thing. He only took out the sheath once in his life, in Yangshan.

My fingers rubbed the blade, and there were gaps.

The city of Bianjing, where a million people gather, was filled with people. Outside the vast Golden Palace, there was only an isolated emperor sitting on the steps, watching the lights all over the city.

Zhao Zhe sighed softly and couldn't help but recall the scenes under the cliff...

...........

"I came out of the same mother, and my blood was thicker than water... I, Zhao Huaian, have been peaceful all my life, and just because of a letter, I died with my brothers... Hahahaha... The most ruthless imperial family... The Song Dynasty is over... The Song Dynasty is over... Hahaha..."

"Give my nephew my life back!"

"Get up!"

.........

That was the most desperate and sad moment in his life.

I spent my whole life peacefully and devoted myself to making the Song Dynasty better.

But in the end, he was trapped by his brother, his nephew died tragically in front of him, and was humiliated by the hustle and bustle bandits. He even had no power to protect himself. He could only show his useless courage in adversity like an old dog on the verge of death.

...........

"You dare!"

"Come on!"

.........

He was shocked when he suddenly heard the loud shout.

The siege and killing were siege, the swords of the bandits and the rain of arrows of the siege army seemed to have betrayed him. Only the almost stubborn man, who carried him through the sea of ​​swords, guns and arrows, and had a way out for him through the siege and killing of tens of thousands of people.

At that moment, he had an idea.

As long as you can do it, nothing in this world cannot be given to Cao Hua.

As the saying goes, "You treat me with a national hero, and I will repay you." Only with hard work can you get rewards.

Cao Hua paid the price of blood but did not get anything from him. He just called him "Brother-in-law" and treated him as his family.

For the sake of the imperial family's lack of weight, he took the blame for the world and saved him when he should not have saved him. Even the monarch and ministers turned against each other, becoming a tyrant of the monarch who had been infamous for thousands of years.

But he rose to prominence and became the emperor of the Song Dynasty.

At this moment, he had to kill Cao Hua because he was the emperor. Cao Hua killed the late emperor. If he did not do this, he would be unable to pacify the world.

"It's all a lasting force. You can already have a stable life, why do you have to press down step by step...

...I know I owe you, come to collect the debt, and I admit it...

...I just hope I read the wrong person, you are such a good person... "

With a soft voice, Zhao Zhe touched the broken blade and sighed quietly.

Stepping on—

Zhao Huai, dressed in the prince's uniform, had no frivolity in his face anymore. He walked out of the Golden Palace with a lonely expression. After thinking about it, he sat down next to Zhao Zhe:

"Father, your old illness has not yet cured, go back and rest."

"hehe...."

Zhao Zhe turned his head and looked at him. The eldest son who was about to win was much more stable than before. Unfortunately, he still lacked the demeanor that the imperial family should have. Everything seemed to be passed on to his sister who was in the enemy camp.

"Zhao Huai, what kind of person do you think your brother-in-law is?"

"...... Very awesome, very domineering, very smart... I just heard from the court officials that they have too much ambition..."

"Do you think he is ambitious?"
To be continued...