Zhaocheng.
As the years go by, the mottled marks on the city wall become more and more numerous, and there is even a little moss at the base of the wall, growing in the dark places and stubbornly spreading towards the city wall. Unknowingly, this city was repaired from the ruins. Decades have passed since the city.
The outer city is still so prosperous and always bustling with people. Countless merchants come here with their goods, countless students come here with the intention of pilgrimage to admire the magnificence of the Temple of the Masters, ordinary households, and street vendors. , if you look carefully, almost everyone has calluses on their tiger's mouth, and many of them are retired warriors.
In the inner city, it is completely opposite. There are few people and it is very quiet.
In the courtyard where the head of the family lives, Luo Ling'an sits quietly under a willow tree that only a few people can hug together. He is wearing the white robe he wore when he went to the grassland that day, with an indifferent expression. Autumn is gradually entering, and the leaves have turned yellow. When he got up, as the breeze blew, leaves fell down in twos and threes and fell on Luo Ling's shoulders. He did not brush them off, but just let them rest on them.
Luo Ling is an unexpected character. Even when Ji Zhao created him, he did not expect that Luo Ling would become the person who carried his divinity.
From the moment Luo Ling knew that he was a special person, he became a little taciturn, and even didn't say a word all day long.
"uncle!"
A rather young voice came, and a smile appeared on Luo Ling's indifferent face. In front of the courtyard door were a pretty girl and a boy with red lips and white teeth. They were Luo Zhongkan's children, Luo Jinxiu and Luo Wuji.
Luo Wuji shook off his sister's hand and rushed over and threw himself into Luo Ling's arms. The fallen leaves on Luo Ling's body fell to the ground one after another.
Luo Jinxiu walked past with gentle steps, bowed slightly and said, "Uncle, Xiu'er is polite."
Then she sat opposite Luo Ling and cooked tea for Luo Ling. She was a real lady, good at all kinds of crafts, and as gentle as water. She was the apple of Luo Ling's eye.
In recent years, Luo Ling's sons have died one by one. After all, he was too old. Just last month, Luo Ling's last son passed away. Luo Ling accepted all this calmly and no longer looked like It was so painful when my brothers died.
Looking at the young Luo Wuji, Luo Ling felt a little regretful. He could not see Luo Wuji making great achievements. He wondered what kind of legacy Luo Wuji would bring to the family?
Luo Ling gently stroked Luo Wuji's little head and said softly: "Wuji, King Su is about to summon his uncle. It seems that the position of head of the family cannot be passed directly to you."
Luo Ling is the only son of the Luo family who took over the position of head of the family without being crowned, but even he was already nineteen years old at the time. Of course, Luo Wuji could not take over the position of head of the family as a child.
Luo Jinxiu was stunned for a moment when he heard this. The catkins that were filling Luo Ling's tea couldn't help but sway. His eye circles were slightly red and he didn't speak. Although Luo Wuji was young, he knew that his father was going to meet King Su, so he continued I haven’t seen him since. “Uncle, will I never see you again without any illness?”
Luo Ling sighed: "Yes, you will never see uncle again."
Luo Wuji's eye circles turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then they were filled with tears in an instant, but his face was stubborn. The little man said: "Uncle said that a man must be strong, Wuji will definitely not cry."
Luo Ling laughed when he heard this and touched Luo Wuji's head again, "What a good boy. You will be the pride of the family in the future, just like your uncles, and this will be the case for generations of Luo's sons."
Luo Ling looked at Luo Jinxiu again and said with a smile: "What kind of husband does Axiu want to find?
There are so many sons in the clan, as long as they are from the fifth server, whatever you want, my uncle can find them for you. "
Luo Jinxiu blushed slightly and said, "Axiu doesn't know, maybe he will serve King Su."
Luo Ling's maid walked in from outside the courtyard, came to Luo Ling's side and whispered: "Master, Master Jing is here, and the elders of Tiannan Luo Village are also here."
As he spoke, another fallen leaf slowly fell, and it happened to fall into Luo Ling's open palm. Looking at the lines on the willow leaves, Luo Ling murmured slightly: "We are here, I should go."
In the hall, the senior officials of Duke Zhao gathered together.
Duke Zhao is different from other kingdoms, and even different from Qi, another duchy. There are no officials sent by the court. The Luo family has its own official offices. The regulations are the same as those of the kingdom. Even most of the people in the city. They are all descendants of the Luo clan, and holding a state meeting is just a meeting of the Luo clan. This is a complete family that is the country, and the country is the family.
The atmosphere in the palace was very solemn, because just now, the head of the family, Luo Ling, announced to everyone that today, he would become an immortal to meet King Su.
No one is surprised that Luo Ling can accurately predict the time of his death, because even in the history of the Luo family, which can be called a myth and legend, Luo Ling is a unique figure.
According to Luo's records, both the Second Duke Wenxuan and all subsequent ancestors who moved the world encountered powerful backlash, but Luo Ling did not.
His divine power seems to be endless. He has used his divine power so many times and can even live to be more than a hundred years old, making him the longest-lived person in the history of the Luo family. This is also quite an explosive existence for the Luo family.
Looking at the Luo family members in the palace and the general managers in charge of miscellaneous matters in Duke Zhao, Luo Ling slowly said: "From the day I sensed death was coming, I have been thinking about what to say to you.
I have been the head of the family since the destruction of the Luo Kingdom. At that time, the Qin Dynasty had not even unified the Xia. I was the head of the family from birth to death for many clansmen, and even their sons.
I am the embodiment of King Su's will. As long as I live, the world will be smooth, but now I am dying.
Losing the shock, what will Luo do in the future? Will he continue to face off against the imperial power as he does now?
This is destined to be a difficult road. The family background is limited, but the number of emperors is unlimited. How to kill a single husband?
If there is no direct confrontation, how will the emperor's power be restrained? What will happen to future families who take the initiative to use their family heritage?
These are things I don't know and can't predict.
There is also the balance between the family and the prosperity of the Xia for thousands of years, and the balance between the common people, the powerful and the imperial power, which all require a detached attitude.
But the children in the family are all temperamental, and when they meet a close friend, they are willing to fight to the death, just like A Xin and A Yi. This is what I am worried about. Can you children really bear this? "
Luo Ling's words are very simple. There is no big reason. They are just the ordinary things that the Luo family has been doing. Regarding maintaining the prosperity of Zhu Xia, continuing the family's inheritance for thousands of years, and being ready to kill Du Fu at any time, they are all ordinary things. matter.
But it is such ordinary things that touch people's hearts the most. Luo Ling has such a gentle image in the heart of Luo Shizi. This is why Luo Jing runs to Zhaocheng whenever something happens. In his heart, of course his father Luo Xin He is the most powerful person, but uncle Luo Ling is the one who can solve all problems, and the usually serious and cold uncle always smiles gently when facing them, and is willing to help these juniors.
Waves of sobs slowly resounded in the hall. The man was in tears and did not shed tears easily, but the woman was sentimental and started to cry quietly.
Luo Ling added: "After I die, the children of the family must be more careful when walking outside. No one will be able to save you thousands of miles away.
In addition, subsequent family heads must use the family heritage carefully. The cost of using the family heritage is too high. Once you use it too much, the family will not be able to maintain its transcendent status.
The evil in people's hearts in this world is unimaginable. Luo Shi is now respected, but if one day he shows any signs of weakness, countless evil wolves will pounce on him without hesitation and devour Luo Shi whole.
Some of the children in the family were deeply attracted by their ideals and beliefs and had some thoughts that they shouldn't have. Before I died, I was thinking of what to say.
Although I don't want to say this, Luo Family is the hope for the world to move towards a bright future. We are the defenders of justice, righteousness and morality, and the guide for all the beautiful pursuits of people in the world.
In this world, despicableness always defeats nobleness, shamelessness defeats benevolence and righteousness, and bad prevails over good. We have seen too many such things in the past thousands of years. Some of them we have stopped, and many others have not been stopped, so those have been nailed to history. on the pillar of shame.
But so what?
Those who can be nailed to the pillar of shame of history are because history is written by families. Isn't this a spiritual victory?
Those despicable people will eventually enjoy all the glory and wealth, which is unfair.
There is always no shortage of saint kings in this world who are willing to sacrifice their lives for their ideals. However, the biggest problem of a saint king is that there is no guarantee that his descendants will also be saint kings. It is rare to see a wise king like the Han Dynasty for several generations. .
But Luo Shi is different. We have the supreme and holy light of King Su shining on the spiritual platform, which will never fall or decay. We still have enough power to defend all of this, so preserving Luo Shi is preserving hope.
Although the sour fruit in front of him can satisfy hunger, it is poisonous. There are still countless roads to go in the future. If Luo wants to lead everyone to the end of everything, he must give up the fruit in front of him.
Before King Su gives any new orders, the family continues to be supreme. Do you understand? "
After hearing what Luo Ling said, many people were thoughtful. Of course they understood what Luo Ling was talking about. In fact, these were just some accidental signs and remarks. After all, Luo was very liberal. What theory? All.
If a family wants to pass on for a long time, it needs a goal, especially a powerful family like the Luo family. Any change in the goal will affect countless people. Now Luoling wants to formulate a foundation for all thoughts. Only by adhering to the supremacy of King Su , insisting that family comes first is what is best for everyone.
"Now that the family's population is gradually increasing, we must strictly implement the family rules and control the population according to the size of the land. In particular, the population size of Zhaocheng must be controlled, otherwise this holy city will eventually be destroyed and will be developed in the future. In new areas, cities can be established in other places far away from the Central Plains."
The population issue has always been Luo's biggest concern. Luo Jing asked something that he was more concerned about, "Uncle, my nephew has more children. When my nephew dies, how will the problem of these children's surnames be solved? "
Once Luo Jing dies, the Dong'ahou family will definitely not be able to work outside in the name of the Luo family. Now the Yinghou and Shouguanghou who are outside have this problem. It has only been one or two generations since the family name merged, and there are still many problems.
Luo Ling pondered: "The Luo family cannot wander around at will. You can select some who are willing to enter Zhaocheng and keep the Luo family. The remaining people can change their surnames to Dong'a, Dong, A, or the official positions they once held, and then inherit the Dong'a family." This should be a better way to deal with everything in the country."
Those who enter Zhaocheng will naturally lose the right to inherit the Hou Kingdom. Although Zhaocheng is transcendent, not everyone is willing to come. After all, the glory and wealth represented by the Dong'a Hou Kingdom are also extremely attractive. Luo Jing stepped back and knelt down again. On the seat.
Luo Ling looked around at everyone again, and when no one spoke, Ji Zhao said softly: "Aling, it's time to go."
Luo Ling was shocked, raised his head slightly, and saw a handsome man and an alluring woman looking at him with smiles under a peach tree.
A ray of light shone directly on him through the roof of the hall. There were peach blossom petals dancing in the light column. The refreshing fragrance instantly spread throughout the hall. The hair between his brows seemed to be dyed golden when the light shone, and his expression gradually became indifferent. When I got up, I was filled with a feeling of majesty.
"Master!"
"uncle!"
Seeing such a magical scene, everyone exclaimed.
Luo Ling hummed the hymn softly. After he sang, the song became even more sacred, and then his body gradually began to become translucent.
Looking at this magical scene, everyone in the hall was in disbelief, but no one exclaimed anymore. Instead, they started singing along with Luo Ling. The sound of the hymn became louder and louder, not only in the hall, but also in the hall. The brave warriors guarding the palace sang countless songs with sad sounds.
As his body became more and more translucent, the indifference on Luo Ling's face gradually disappeared, and his body gradually turned into light spots. Each of these light spots was platinum in color, and there were rays of light shining on them, first from his feet. It floated up, floated in the air, and then slowly spread to the whole body.
"Goodbye in heaven."
Luo Ling finally said with a smile, and then his whole body turned into countless platinum light spots. These light spots floated in the air, turned into long ribbons, and then flew into the air.
"uncle!"
"Master!"
Everyone cried bitterly. Luo Wuji, who had always said that men should not shed tears easily, cried the loudest. He lay in his sister's arms and couldn't stop crying. The musicians in the palace played their instruments. Someone He quickly walked out of the courtyard and rang the big bell, nine times in a row, and then countless bells in the city rang together, and everyone knew that their master had passed away.
Then everyone saw a band of platinum-gold light flying out from Luo Palace, with a long tail swaying over Zhaocheng. Although most people did not see Luo Ling transform into light, looking at this band of light, a Thoughts arose from everyone's hearts, this is Lord Zhao Gong!
Countless people were lying on the ground like a tide, and hymns resounded throughout Zhaocheng. The outsiders who were still in Zhaocheng looked at this scene in shock.
In a short period of time, the entire Zhaocheng was covered with silk. When you look up, everything is pure white. The platinum-gold light strip keeps lingering over Zhaocheng. I don’t know how long it took before it finally turned into light. The rain fell on every place in the city and disappeared.
[Dear Master, your descendant Luo Ling has fallen. He is your representative. This is the first time a living god has appeared in your family. He suppressed the entire world and left countless legends in this world. Zhaocheng has become the place where the gods fell. If you live here for a long time, your favorability towards Luo will increase. 】
The news from the system arrived at the right time. Ji Zhao was not surprised. He was more concerned about the changes after Luo Ling's fall. These changes were even far beyond his expectations. From the moment Luo Ling fell, the underlying rules of the world began. After drastic changes, those light spots not only integrated into Zhaocheng, but also integrated into the lowest level rules.
Ji Zhao vaguely understood that the reason why this happened was related to him. After all, everything Luo Ling did was ultimately done by himself. Luo Ling's existence made Ji Zhao's influence on the world greater than ever before. Now Luo Ling has fallen. , the world must continue to move forward in accordance with the established development direction.
Ji Zhao is paying attention to the changes in the world's lowest rules.
News of Luo Ling's death spread quickly to all directions. A group of brave warriors escorted Luo Jing directly to Chang'an, and then followed the Imperial City Avenue all the way to the palace. "The Duke of Zhao has fallen, and the obituary is sent to Chang'an."
In addition, several teams of brave warriors went to the feudal states of Qi, Huaiyin, Anyang and other princes. The Luo family had countless relatives and friends, and according to etiquette, they were required to come to Zhaocheng to express their condolences.
Luo Jing hurried into the palace. The Queen Mother and the Emperor were sitting upright and waiting for him. Wearing the most complicated dresses, Luo Jing arrived in front of the palace, straightened his clothes, walked in rhythmically with his head lowered, and bowed directly after entering the palace. He bowed his head and said with a sob: "I, your Majesty, pay homage to the Queen Mother. May the Queen Mother be blessed.
Pay homage to the Emperor, may the Emperor be safe.
The Duke of Zhao fell in Zhaocheng, and a special minister was sent to Chang'an to pay his respects. "
The death of the emperor is called collapse, the death of princes is called death, and the death of gods is called death. This is the special feature of Luoling.
The Queen Mother lamented: "Scream!"
Liu Che lamented in unison: "The pillars of the Xia Dynasty have collapsed! I am saddened by this and should send important ministers to Zhaocheng to express condolences."
The royal family sent a luxurious condolence mission. The envoy of the mission was Zongzheng of the Han Dynasty, King Xingyang. He was accompanied by three princes and kings, twelve princes, and the new general Huaiyin Hou served as the escort of the mission. There were no less than three hundred people in attendance, and they also brought a large amount of condolence money and treasures.
Liu Che was a decent man. He knew that there would be many princes going to express their condolences. His goal was that the royal family's pomp would not overwhelm the princes, so he went directly to Wang Zhan.
"Zhao Gong is a god and a human being. He conveys my will and appoints the Lord of the Four Seasons as the first of the eight masters. I confer the title of King on Duke Zhao. With the dignity of the Son of Heaven, I order the ministers to discuss the posthumous title of Duke Zhao. I must cooperate with the heaven above and serve the common people below."
After receiving this decree, the ministers prepared to read "Jing Tianwei Di Yue Wen" without even thinking about it. This did not require thinking at all, but they were unexpectedly stopped by Luo Jing, "My uncle once said during his lifetime that if the posthumous title is 'Wen' We must stop it, and please all ministers and ministers to discuss it again."
This put everyone in trouble. In the end, Jia Yi understood Luo Ling's meaning. Luo Ling knew that the emperor would definitely crown him king.
The best explanation for "Wen" is "Jingtianweidi". After receiving the posthumous title of "Wen" from Luoxin and being granted the title of king, King Wen became the highest posthumous title for a minister of the Han Dynasty.
No matter how good King Wen is, he still has the posthumous title of his ministers.
But Luo Ling has never been a minister in his life. Duke Zhao is a foreign vassal state. The future Duke Zhao may be a minister of the emperor, but Luo Ling is not. He is the only great king and one of the two saints alongside the emperor!
"I know of one posthumous title that has never been used."
Jia Yi hesitated and said: "It is called a saint to cut the heaven and the earth into pieces, to be wise and vertical is called a saint, to deify the indescribable is called a saint, to understand the prophet is called a saint, to prepare the way to perfection is called a saint, to exhaust all reason and nature is called a saint."
"Cut into heaven and earth, the wise ruler of heaven, the Zhaosheng King, the Zhaosheng King!"
Luo Jing clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It matches my uncle's natural talent. I agree. Where are you ministers?"
Naturally, no one objected, but everyone secretly thought in their hearts that even the emperor would avoid the word "Zhao". Is this normal? After all, Emperor Su is the Lord of Heaven. It is normal for a son to avoid taboos for his father. Now Zhaogong Luo The mausoleum uses "Holy King". From now on, only the emperor can use "Holy", and the ministers will lose a posthumous title.
Liu Che agreed with a stroke of his pen, and the result of the posthumous title was spread to all counties in the world. Luo Jing returned to Zhaocheng with the result of the posthumous title.
Zhaocheng was so crowded with people that any stone thrown at it could hit a prince's motorcade. It is no exaggeration to say that except for the emperor's court ceremony in Chang'an, there would never be anyone more powerful than the current Zhaocheng people. More time.
The chaos in the world is like passing clouds. Ji Zhao looked at the endless flow of vitality in the world and sighed softly: "So that's how it is!"
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The mausoleum of King Zhaosheng is the son of the Luo family and the ruler of the four seasons.
When Ling was young, he was cautious by nature and did not like to talk about others' mistakes. Everyone in Luo said that this was the sign of a wise king.
Unfortunately, Luo died, and all those who were crowned by the official family died. The mausoleum took Linzi from the public family and fled to the south of the world, unable to escape the world.
After the death of the First Emperor, the mausoleum came out under the orders of King Su. With the body of Xian Xian, he coordinated the creation of heaven and earth, controlled the destiny of the world, called for wind and rain, and drove thunder. The princes were ordered to defeat the violent Qin Dynasty together.
The mausoleum relied on the power of King Su and the hope of the leaders of the princes and allies, so King Xiang asked the mausoleum to be crowned. The destiny was determined, and the mausoleum was located in Zhaocheng. The conflict between Chu and Han disappeared, and when Emperor Gaozu was established, the mausoleum was crowned again.
The mausoleum accepted the title of Duke Zhao, and was granted the title of Lord of the Four Seasons. Every year, national sacrifices were held, and thousands of people came to worship him. He was the only one who was born to be called a god. From the king to the emperor, he was the only one.
The heart of the mausoleum is bright, as bright as glass, unstained by dust, drawing out plans, and following them, connecting the princes, speaking a few words, King Xiang's pride, the wisdom of the great ancestor, still bowed his head, his wisdom and planning are profound, from This is impressive.
He praised it and said, "It's so prosperous! God in the world cannot be born!"
The ancient holy kings were born as emperors and emperors, and died as spirits. In ancient times, there were those who communicated with gods and humans. From the time of Emperor Zhuanxu to the descendants, there were countless people who could be called saints, including the Emperor Zhuanxu. , the master of the four seasons manifests, only then can we know the prosperity of ancient times. ——"Historical Records: Luo Zhaogong Family"
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