The eighteen-year-old boy didn't sigh when he saw the winter snow, he laughed heartily, and his eyes never left the bright field for a moment.
Such an expression was just like that man holding a small lantern and hurriedly walking through the wind and snow in a fox fur. The big firelight reflected his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Ke Yu, please accompany me to fold plum blossoms."
He was also eighteen years old that year.
"Is the person who taught His Majesty the best, a native of the capital?"
Li Le glanced at Prime Minister Zhou in surprise and laughed again. This young emperor really liked to laugh, and it reminded Prime Minister Zhou of the Bo Gong enshrined in countless folk temples. The bronze statues and portraits have been passed down in various strange ways, but without exception they are all grinning.
The incense is so prosperous and the world is so good, so naturally it is time to laugh.
Zhou Keyu looked at the dimly lit place, where there were trees and flowers, a glass world, silver wind and snow waves, a universe of jewels, reflecting the bright snow.
Just like old years.
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Zhuyuan Zhousu, Wei Jiaren, INTO1 group article
Purpose: The love between children compromises the righteousness of the family and the country, and they sacrifice their lives just for the sake of world peace.