Chapter 414 King's Dialogue, Mother and Child Farewell

"What a arrogant boy!" Mi Zi smiled angrily, "It's a pity that you haven't had a chance to chat and drink with me in your life."

"Shaoqiu--" Si You, who fell to the ground, suddenly shouted, "Why do you save me? I have nothing to do with you, life or death!"

Shaoqiu shook his head in astonishment. Before he could speak, Wu Li looked at him and said eagerly, "Shaoqiu, ignore him. If you can save him out, Ji Zhong and I will also miss your great virtue!"

"I don't ask him!" Si You looked at his mother and said angrily, "From now on, I will never want you to plead with anyone again!"

Wu Li looked at him gently: "Okay, son, mother, listen to you."

Shaoqiu smiled bitterly and said to himself, "This mother and son are really..." He sighed and said to Si You, "I said, even if you and your mother don't let me save me, I must save them. What can you do? I want to kill me with your tricks. Well, let's talk about it later!"

"I have never owed anyone in my life!" Si You looked angrily.

"Don't fucking talk!" Gui Yan Chu roared, "If you want to quarrel, leave this damn place. At worst, don't make noise here. As for it? If you don't value your life, how much is this life-saving feeling? You fucking regard your life as a fart, just as Shaoqiu farted for you.

Si You suddenly choked and couldn't say a word. Shaoqiu laughed loudly, and even the witch rite couldn't help laughing.

"We had a good chat!" Mi Zi said coldly, "Let's take action after chatting!"

Shaoqiu nodded, closed his eyes, and didn't look into his eyes. Xuanli's sword crossed and said lightly, "I just attacked you. This time, I'll let you take action first."

Mi Zi faintly remembered the awkward appearance just now. With a muffled hum, he wanted to condense his spirit. Suddenly, Di Yao said lightly, "Holy, please step back for the time being. I have something to say to this teenager."

"Your Majesty, be careful." Mi Ziyin nodded helplessly, slowly lowered his arm, bowed, and retreated to one side.

Di Yao walked up slowly. As soon as the Eighth Rai God was about to follow him, he waved his hand, and the Eighth Eighth God would suddenly stop. In this way, Di Yao walked to Shaoqiu alone, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "Shaoqiu, you sit so high that my neck is sore!"

Shaoqiu looked at the old man with a complicated expression, meditated a little, jumped off the enlightened beast, held his fist and said, "I've seen the emperor."

Di Yao looked at him carefully, closed his eyes and sighed, and slowly said, "I have imprisoned you for 16 years..."

With a bang, Shaoqiu took Xuanli's sword back into his body, slowly stroked his left arm, and muttered, "In those 16 years, I have heard the people praise your kindness and kindness every day. I still remember the song: its benevolence is like heaven, and its knowledge is like a god. It's like the sun, and it looks like a cloud. Shaoqiu slowly sang, "Rich but not arrogant, expensive but not comfortable. Yellow and pure clothes, Tongche and white horses. Be able to tame virtue and be close to the nine ethnic groups. Since the nine ethnic groups are in harmony, it is convenient for the people. The people are clear and the nations are in harmony.

Di Yao's eyes showed an exciting look. He remembered the hard years when he led the Tang tribe to reclaim the barren mountains at the age of 15, the painful process of leading his people to move the capital from Taoyi to Pingyang, the loneliness and helplessness of implementing the ancient system of Kyushu, and the suffering and pain of launching the Yao war against Sanmiao...

Tears slowly came out of his eyes. He looked at Shaoqiu with a smile: "You sing very well. I have lived for so many years, and I have never heard such a touching song."

"Because the imprint it engraved in my heart is too deep." Shaoqiu said, "However, when I escaped from the big prison of Kongsang Island and came to the wilderness, I hated you so much. Because you imprisoned me for 16 years, destroyed my life, and made me an idiot and a fool!"

Di Yao said, "How many people know my heart when you ask about the leisure of the world? If you want to be peaceful, you must calm down the three seedlings. If you want to calm down the three seedlings, you will have to imprison you. You... were born in the wrong place and took the gift of the wrong gods.

Shaoqiu nodded: "I also told myself that the reason why I suffered such a fate was because my life was not good." He smiled bitterly, "But now I don't hate you anymore!"

"Oh?" Di Yao shrugged his eyebrows and said, "Why?"

"Because..." Shaoqiu smiled bitterly, and tears came out of his eyes. "Whether you imprisoned me or deceived me, it always gave me a wonderful childhood. The 'prisons' you sent, Wu Xie and Ai Rongwei, are not bad to me, and you have arranged my parents and a group of childhood friends for me. Even if my parents and friends are fake, the feelings of parents and friends I feel are real and no different from others.

There was a sudden sound of crying behind Di Yao. The two turned around, and Shaoqiu was suddenly shocked and found that it was Ai Sang in a full dress!

"Issan...why are you here?" Shaoqiu was stunned.

Aissan just cried, hanging his head, and didn't say a word.

"I have accepted this poor girl as my daughter!" Di Yao sighed, "Her parents and brothers died on Kongsang Island. It's my fault. Now it is irreparable to succumb to the life of the deceased. What I can do is to give her another home and the love of her parents.

Shaoqiu looked at Ai Sang and saw Sang Mingyu in a blink of an eye. He didn't know that Sang Mingyu had become a saint at this time and changed his name to Ziyu. Seeing that he was dressed in a white witch robe of eight dragons, he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

After listening to Di Yao's words, he bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Emperor." Suddenly, he raised his head and looked directly at Di Yao. "Shaoqiu also saw Si You's poor life and found his happiness now. Emperor, Shaoqiu doesn't want to solve this matter by force, but I will definitely take Si You away. Please be graces.

Di Yao was silent and pondered for a long time before saying, "Where are you going in the future?"

"I'm not interested in the battle and killing in the wilderness. I'm wandering alone in the wilderness. The emperor only thinks I'm an exile!" Shaoqiu Road.

"Your Majesty!" Mi Ziyin suddenly said, "Si You killed countless important ministers of my emperor Qiu, and Wu Li angered the gods. The sin is unforgivable. Your Majesty still has to be merciful for these sinners. As for this golden blood, he destroyed Kongsang Island and caused chaos in Yang Valley. He provoked countless troubles between the two major tribes of Gaoxin and Gaoyang, so let me capture him on behalf of the gods and see how God's will judge!"

Di Yao frowned and was quite reluctant. He sighed, "If a clay pot has been broken for 16 years, can it still be made up now?"

Shaoqiu shook his head with a smile: "Your Majesty, the clay pot is broken, so it's not filled with water!" It can seep out what it doesn't want to accept.

Di Yao looked compassionate, sighed leisurely, and turned away.