Chapter 157 The Lost and Found Fairy
Queen Yan.
The people of Qing in this corner were all taken in by Yan State, and there are definitely many legends about them.
The Yan Kingdom had been peaceful for more than five hundred years, and was "enviable" in every aspect. The only thing worth mentioning was the prosperous Daji of that time.
Akashi has heard quite a lot.
Strictly speaking, she can't even be considered a witch.
The inheritance of the twelve kingdoms is both playful and serious:
The joke is that as long as one has the royal aura that can be seen by the Qilin, even if he was a dung collector before, he may ascend the throne and become king one day.
The seriousness lies in that after sitting on the throne, as long as there is even the slightest mistake, it will be reflected in Qilin in the form of a disease of losing the way, and there is no possibility of whitewashing the situation to fool the people. Anyone who dares to refuse to change his ways will either die or resign, even if he is on the throne.
——After losing the immortal status, the whole family is finished, which is equivalent to killing all nine generations of the clan in the metaphysical sense.
In this worldview, [royal relatives who bully others by taking advantage of their power] are a very rare species. The king's relatives may wish that the king can be wise and powerful for thousands of years so that they can live forever together.
Of course, there are brainless idiots, but fundamentally there must be a foolish ruler or a tyrant to set the precedent, and then his family members will gradually lose their composure and happily start to make trouble.
From this perspective, the magic of Yan Kingdom is unprecedented and unparalleled.
Because Prince Yan Xiaosong Shanglong was a wise ruler.
But he happened to have a queen whose mischief was so evil that her name was recorded in history books.
Queen Yan was a seafarer from Penglai and was born as an orphan in the countryside.
Rumor has it that she is very beautiful.
She deceived Prince Yan and did a lot of bad things:
For example, when the country was weak, they wanted to build a new palace.
For example, they are keen on making all kinds of gorgeous clothes, indulging in pleasure, and loving all kinds of treasures, but once they get them, they will not even look at them again.
For example, she always occupied the time that Prince Yan was handling state affairs. What's more, she would treat serious documents as fun and use memorials to tease Prince Yan.
They have a heart to save the world and the people, and their reports are all about matters concerning the country and the people's livelihood.
Can you just play with it casually?!
To put it bluntly, this woman is simply blaspheming the national system!
But the amazing thing is that Prince Yan clearly did everything she said - it is said that in the early days of King Shanglong's reign, he rarely even attended court meetings - but he never lost his way.
Why is this?
The fact that such a situation occurred amidst the rumors that were gradually going awry meant that she possessed such value.
This means that even in the judgment of heaven, this level of willful behavior on her part is excusable and worthy of forgiveness.
Why does she do that?
King Shanglong would give her the memorial to play with, so why else could it be because she is so beautiful!
That is not a beauty that is enough to shake the foundation of a country - in fact, over the past thousands of years, the number of kings of the Twelve Kingdoms who have ruined their country because of beauty (regardless of whether they are male or female) is too numerous to count even if both hands and feet are added together.
According to rumors, that beauty is clearly enough to shake even the laws of heaven!
It has been passed down for more than five hundred years and has gone through nearly thirty generations, and has long become a part of mythology and legend.
But the reason this troublemaker is so famous, so famous that everything she did can be traced back to history...
We have to thank the former prime minister of Yan State mainly.
——Although he had once been a corrupt official, after realizing the new king's superb skills, he admitted defeat very frankly, with a completely patriotic heart, and seemed to have no regrets in his political career.
The last thing this man did in his life was to drag Queen Yan to death together with her.
He also left a suicide note, every word of which was written with blood - it was truly a letter written in blood.
The content is nothing more than the common ones:
First, write about how he assisted the previous king and his hard work and great achievements;
He also wrote that when the throne was empty and the country was in chaos, he struggled to hold on and his hair was almost bald from exhaustion.
Later, when a new king ascended the throne, it was unclear whether he was wise or foolish. Out of worry, he repeatedly went to see the king and wanted to control everything. In the end, it seemed as if he was going against the king.
He definitely means well anyway.
And finally, he began to write parallel sentences.
He didn't use a single swear word, and instead of scolding Komatsu Naotaka, he scolded his wife.
They said her origin was unknown and her personality was unclear.
It is said that there is no trace of what she says or does, and she just follows her heart in everything.
It is said that this woman was unmoved by all kinds of treasures, and her eyes were as light as if she was looking at a pile of stones.
If even the treasures in the national treasury cannot please her, what will you use to exchange for her smile?
He wrote, what is scary is not how much this woman's heart needs to be filled, but that, judging from the fact that you gave her the memorial to play with, you are willing to fill that void, and at any cost.
What’s even more terrifying is that you have the ability and power to do so.
Following this logic, he wrote a question: If you take all the things to fill her heart, what will the people of Yan Country do?
——The reason why this man admitted defeat so frankly is that he clearly acknowledged Komatsu Naotaka's talent and character in the letter, and even asserted five hundred years ago that he would definitely become a wise ruler.
He felt that the king's only burden was the queen.
If this variable is not eliminated, the stronger Komatsu Naotaka's ability becomes, the greater and longer-lasting the trauma he may bring to Yan Country.
The last sentence of the article claims that he did all this not because he hated anyone or wanted to kill anyone.
He just wanted to give Yan Kingdom a calm and rational king.
When Naotaka Komatsu read this suicide letter, his feelings can be summed up in three words.
I'm sick.
However, his feelings were of no use. When Shang Long returned to the palace with the inexplicable letter, his wife had really disappeared.
——This Prime Minister had the script of a hero in troubled times, but why did he end up like a wicked mother-in-law? Did he have to interfere in other people’s love affairs?
What's even worse is that the Prime Minister's political skills are indeed innate. During those years, he had already realized the magical effect of big-character posters and leaflets.
In addition to the handwritten letter to Wang, he also printed more than a dozen large ones and posted them everywhere in front of the city gate towers. You can see them wherever you enter the city.
The rumors are as good as the facts.
But precisely because he died, this matter cannot be pursued.
In other words, since his death, the more wise Prince Shang Long behaved, it seemed as if the more right he was, the more Suzuki Sonoko deserved to die.
Who can be so righteous and awe-inspiring even if they force a couple to break up?
His mind was full of thoughts like these, so much so that Naotaka Komatsu held the letter in his hand and forgot to put it down for a long time.
He walked around the empty palace and finally fell on the couch by the window.
Outside the window was the tree they had planted together, and on the opposite wall hung the words he had written while holding her hand: There was a long scroll with seals stacked on top of each other, making it look like a red pimple left by a mistake in drawing.
There was a low table on the left, filled with empty plates.
There is no such thing as watching the stock market in Xuanying Palace.
Because as long as it is put on the table, Suzuki Sonoko will definitely take it, eat it, and may want more after she finishes eating it.
——This will eventually lead to obesity.
After the queen refused to repent day after day and kept jumping up and down to embarrass herself after gaining weight, this kind of thing gradually disappeared from the palace.
These are called plates, but their main feature is the beautiful patterns. They are just for decoration.
Shang Long reached out and grabbed a plate that was bigger than his head and held it in his arms. He felt a chill on his chest and thought, I just came back from court, how come I don’t have a wife anymore?
He buried his head in the pillow and rubbed his nose fiercely: "I just went out for a while, how come you are gone..."
There are some good news amidst the bad news.
The prime minister's last letter stated that he would die together with the woman who could destabilize the new king, but after Shanglong carefully screened it, he found that this was not the case.
The name of Suzuki Sonoko, which he wrote in the Book of Earthly Immortals, inevitably faded, but did not disappear.
[Anyone whose name is crossed out by Wang Zishu will lose the immortal status].
In other words, the names of those who are still on the immortal list but die unexpectedly will also disappear from the pages.
——The history of the Twelve Kingdoms spans several thousand years, and countless officials have been included in the immortal records. If they were all written down here, the number of pages would not be enough.
Shang Long lingered over the name, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back down with the large plate with beautiful patterns in his arms: Compared to disappearing, just fading is more acceptable.
This trip takes almost a whole day.
In the evening, Rokuta came yawning and asked him what was wrong. The female official who served the food was already waiting anxiously. After saying that, she looked around lazily and asked, "Where is Suzuki Sonoko?"
"Didn't she urge you to eat early today?"
Because this name was mentioned, although Komatsu Naotaka was slow to react for a long time, he still said "Oh" lightly.
"Ask the gardener..."
He turned over—the blue and white porcelain plate in his arms was warmed by him—and then smiled slowly.
For a moment, Yan Qi seemed to see the carefree young master of Xiaosong City again in the King Yan in front of him, as if he had been separated by decades.
"There's nothing I can do."
He smiled and sighed, saying, "My fairy...seems like she's gone back to heaven on her own."
Since then, Shang Long simply placed the Book of Earthly Immortals in his bedroom. Every morning when he woke up, he would open the box and flip through the pages.
That name is always dim.
At first, Prince Yan seemed disappointed by this. Occasionally, when he was having afternoon tea - this was also a habit brought by Queen Sonoko, and Rokuta always thought that the woman was not full and was trying to get an extra meal - Shanglong would suddenly stare at the table of snacks in a daze.
He would also write a copybook regularly, label it in order and put it in a box, regardless of whether anyone would use it.
Later, he began to paint her portrait again.
This was different from the previous sketching, it was purely a fantasy painting. At that stage, Liu Tai once suspected that this guy was going crazy:
Imagine that when you go out on tour and visit famous mountains and rivers, as the king of a country, you don’t write poems or erect monuments, nor do you meet with nearby officials. You just put on airs and start painting.
It would be alright for you to paint this beautiful river - but Shanglong only used it as a background, and then added the main object in the center of the painting at will.
The main subject is Suzuki Sonoko.
There was a time, or rather the first time:
Shang Long stood at the foot of the mountain with a serious expression but a hint of smile on his lips. Rokuta thought he was painting the welcoming pine tree at the edge of the mountain, but when he finished, he saw that Suzuki Sonoko with wings was standing on the edge of the cliff like a golden rooster.
It looks good too.
But it's also very sick.
Later, as time went by, hundreds of years later, it gradually faded away.
Suzuki Sonoko became famous in the twelve countries because of her last letter written in blood. Naturally, she was transformed from a specific person with a name into a magical symbol representing enchanting beauty and luxury.
It seems like even the name has been erased by time.
Shanglong's behavior of waking up every morning, opening the box and looking through the roster seems more like a long-standing habit.
The assistant officers, led by Yan Qi Liu Tai, felt relieved.
Komatsu Naotaka is still the wise and powerful ruler who governs the country.
Five hundred years have passed.
But thirty-nine days ago, when the morning court was about to begin, the ladies-in-waiting still couldn't find the king.
——For the past five hundred years, everything in Yan Kingdom has been continued as a routine. Things are not busy, and the grand court meeting is only held once every five days. Is there any need to be lazy at this level?
So Taifu rushed to Xuanying Palace in a rage and kicked the door directly.
Wang was still wearing his sleeping clothes, his hair was loose, and when he sat cross-legged, he didn't even have socks on his feet.
Mrs. Six:......
Liu Tai: Hold on, he is your master, you can't hit him.
——However, they have fought for many years. He is the one who is in trouble. Is it not allowed to give advice?
After thinking about it, Qilin picked up the stool and looked like he was ready to hit someone at any time!
As a result, I heard Wang's mumbling.
He held a hard pillow made of white jade in the same manner as he had held a blue and white porcelain plate five hundred years ago, and said, "She's back."
Rokuta: “What?”
Komatsu Shanglong leaned back and collapsed on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, a pillow pressed against his chest - he suspected it might be made of warm jade, as it kept him quite warm...
"I say," the man who had been king for five hundred years held up the gilded box and shook it gently, "the fairy is back again!"
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