Lu Shangque had tender eyes and looked at this girl who had been burdened with a lot of burdens since she was a child with a smile.
The little girl is not old, but she has a lot to worry about.
He just looked at her with a faint smile, and answered affirmatively without any hesitation:
"Your Highness, you have done a great job. Whether it is admonishing Your Majesty to advocate strict frugality in the imperial palace, opening up a wide range of opinions and allowing scholars from the state to write to the Chancellor to report their grievances and sufferings, or establishing a 'Support Department' to help the poor people in the world. people."
He looked at the girl in front of him quietly.
This is the master who he has knelt in the Xie family's ancestral hall in Xunyang since he was eleven years old and swore lifelong loyalty to Tianmeng.
If he is a famous sword with a sharp edge, then fortunately the person holding his sword and pointing it at the world will always be a noble man with compassion.
Lu Shangque stopped and said word by word, "Your Highness, you are only thirteen years old now. Don't be too harsh on yourself."
In many common people's homes, she was just a carefree child at her age, maybe she had just been promised and was waiting to be married.
But being born in the heavenly family and born with a noble fate has brought a burden as heavy as a thousand catties to this little girl since she was a child.
Although she always looked heartless and cheerful, Lu Shangque understood that there was a mountain and river in her heart that was so overwhelming that it was hard to breathe.
The "Da Chen Ming Emperor Sword" that she holds tightly in her hand all year round is not only the sword of the founding emperor of the Southern Dynasty and a symbol of Tian Chen's authority, but also the important task shouldered by her as a descendant of the royal family to serve the country and the people. .
Lu Shangque looked at Fu Jingci's slightly frowning eyebrows.
It seems that His Highness has learned how to suppress his negative emotions since he was very young. Even in the most difficult situations, the most he would do is frown slightly, and then say "it's okay" and "it doesn't matter" as if nothing had happened.
But she was just as young as a flower. She was so strong and strong, which made people around her feel even more unbearable when they saw her.
Sure enough, Fu Jingci smiled and said nonchalantly: "I didn't treat myself harshly. These are what I should do. Now I am thirteen years old, which is not too young.
Jing Yan has already joined the minister's study and started to help his father manage the government. His mother has been ill and weak in recent years, and Jing Yan is still young. In the inner courtyard of the palace, they faced the eager gazes of Governor Bai and the noble concubine... I can only help them if I work harder and be a useful person to the country and the family. "
She held "Mountains, Rivers, Sun and Moon" in her hands and murmured in a low voice.
"...Nan Xu is right. At my current age, there are very few things that I can do for the benefit of the people. I am a woman, and entering the court to share the worries of my father and brother will eventually attract criticism, unless... ....."
There was a sharp flash in her eyes.
"Unless one day, I can be ranked as the only immortal and become the current sword immortal!"
Fu Jingci suddenly became enlightened, and the light in his eyes was as bright as the sun, shining with a dazzling light.
"Little bird! If I can become the only sword immortal in the Southern Dynasties who uses swords to ask questions, then I can join the army. At least I can serve the country outside the border fortress, personally guard the country's borders, and stop the Northern Dynasty from moving south for my father, younger brother and the people of Tianchen. The iron hoof! It can also protect the mother from worrying too much and damaging her body.
——As long as I live, I will prevent the people from the north from going south to herd horses, kill, burn, and loot, and endanger the lives and property of the people of Tianchen! "
Lu Shangque was frightened by the firm and passionate light in the girl's eyes, and he never doubted that she could do this.
So, he solemnly said: "My lord, you are Princess Tianchen. As long as you want it, you can definitely do it."
The twenty-one-year-old young swordsman in the Saint King realm was two heads taller than the thirteen-year-old girl beside him.
But for so many years, he has always been willing to look up at her, just like the moon and stars have looked up at its sun and star for millions of years, and rotated around it over and over again.
Autumn always comes earlier in the North.
On the country road outside Luomei Town, a piece of golden fallen leaves suddenly fell on the girl's hair, making the dimples on her side face very dazzling.
The two of them were walking when they suddenly met a group of Hanyongchao people in ragged clothes and with their hands and feet shackled. They were shouted at by Hanyong soldiers with whips, and they were driven forward like mules and horses.
There were men and women in the group, old and young, all with numb expressions, sallow complexions, and ragged clothes.
Most people in the Northern Dynasties liked to wear furs and leather boots, but this group of people didn't even have a pair of straw sandals on their feet. They were all walking barefoot, which was really embarrassing.
Fu Jingci looked carefully, and his brows immediately tightened.
Except for those few young children, the collarbones of everyone else were actually penetrated by sickle-like shackles and dragged along, which was very cruel.
——It can be seen that these people were the lowest slaves in Hanyong in the Northern Dynasty.
The Tianchen of the Southern Dynasties valued etiquette, law, benevolence and righteousness. Although there was trading of slaves and goods, except for the three major crimes of wounding, selling and killing the master, the Tianchen calendar strictly prohibited the abuse, beating and killing of slaves.
Fu Jingci had almost never seen such a tragic "slave walking" behavior in the land of the Southern Dynasties, which could be described as atrocious.
She paused slightly and couldn't help but slow down.
The next moment, Lu Shangque immediately stretched out his left hand, gently grabbed her elbow, and calmly shook his head at her. The meaning was obvious——
Your Highness, no.
Fu Jingci tilted his head in silence.
She tried her best not to let her eyes wander or stop on those poor people.
Don't look, don't listen, don't think.
Only in this way can we prevent her from making any inappropriate and rash actions at this moment in this place where she should not be present.
Among the soldiers accompanying the group escorting the slaves to Guangling City, almost every person who passed by Fu Jingci and Lu Shangque would glance at Fu Jingci with those explicit and malicious eyes.
Although the girl does not appear to have fully reached the flowering stage, it is obvious that she is in her youth. Her figure has already begun to stretch, and her body is as slender and stretched as tall and straight as a willow, but there is no trace of the softness and fragility of the Southern Dynasties women who are weak and help the wind.
This girl has a wild vitality that grows wildly, which is inexplicably attractive to the martial men of the Northern Dynasties.
However, despite being so young, she has already developed an awe-inspiring and graceful demeanor.
So even though the eyes of the soldiers were unabashedly exposed and lustrous, miraculously, no one dared to step forward and make any abrupt move towards the young man and the girl, who were dressed in Southern Dynasty clothes and standing on the side of the official road. Lift.
If you think they are observing etiquette, you are totally wrong.
But first, because the eyes of the young man who immediately hid the girl behind him and did not allow Han Yong's soldiers to look at him were not kind; second, because both of them were wearing swords, and at first glance, they were wearing swords. The swords are all famous swords with excellent workmanship.
A famous sword is often priceless and cannot be afforded by ordinary people.
And here is the territory of Fuji City, which is ten miles below the foot of Kunling Snow Mountain.
In Kunling Snow Mountain, only disciples of Fuji City can travel with swords. There is no doubt about this!
——This point is common sense that almost everyone in the Northern Dynasty is familiar with, and it is also the respect that the people of Hanyong have for the No. 1 sword sect in the world that is located in their Hanyong sect.
Therefore, it stands to reason that this group of soldiers from the Northern Dynasty regarded Fu Jingci and Lu Shangque as their swordsmanship disciples from Buer City.
Therefore, although they wore the usual clothes and hair crowns of Tianchen people, these Hanyong soldiers did not dare to offend them.
——This is the prestige and intimidating power of Fuji Castle, known as the No. 1 sword sect in the world, the "Sword Immortal Tomb".
This is the pride of the gods for countless generations of Fuji City. They have worked hard for many years to practice Fuji City's unique Suxue sword technique in the raging storm and snow, and have won the glory of swordsmanship for their sect.
People often say: Through the ages, the sun and the moon have passed, the swordsmanship in the world has been unified, and only Suxue has emerged.
Fu Jingci chuckled.
Yeah?
Can the world's sword immortals only come from Fuji Castle, the "Sword Immortal Tomb"?
The best swordsmanship and swordsmanship in the world cannot be achieved without Suxue's swordsmanship from Fujijo?
She may not think so!
She Fu Jingci never believed in this evil!
