Red Emperor

Emperor Yue was in his prime, with white skin and black hair, sitting on the throne, as solemn and solemn as a snow-capped mountain.

A general asked, "On the day of freezing, set up troops to march, conquer Youyan in the north, and unify the rivers and mountains!" After a lot of response, the Gaohua palace suddenly became as noisy as a busy city.

At this time, an old man came out, and he waited for Emperor Yue to raise his hand to signal silence, then he cupped his hands and said: "I think that Youyan's vitality is not exhausted, and it is the best policy to build a grand plan after five years."

The old man shot for the servant of Wu before Emperor Yanwu destroyed Wu, and then he followed Lord Wu as a subject of Yan, and never left him, and he really waited for the restoration of the country.However, the Lord Wu died of illness soon, and the new Lord was in a daze, and could not tolerate the old ministers, so he was exiled.

When he was young, he vowed to assist the Ming Lord in competing in the world, and he thought that he would have no chance to succeed in this life.Unexpectedly, Wu was destroyed in Yue, but he was appreciated by the Emperor of Yue and became a servant again.

Emperor Yue was at the height of his sun, and the still water was running deep, which made him go around and around, and he saw hope again in his rare years.

"Your Majesty has swept Qi Chu in the north, and Ou and Wu in the south. Although Yue is strong, the soldiers are exhausted after a long expedition; although Youyan is weak, but it is not easy to break with the strength of the country. Besides..."

Pu She used to be Lord Wu's confidant, and also knew about an old story between Emperor Wu of Yan and Emperor Yue.He is too old for Emperor Yue, although he is a courtier, he is loyal to Emperor Yue, forgive him for being disrespectful, and even has a little bit of heart.

Pu She sighed secretly in the bottom of his heart, and continued in a deep voice: "Although the Red Emperor is gone, the remaining prestige is still shocking. The people are afraid of fighting with Youyan. If they are afraid, they will resent the war. The broken country can be restored, and the people are resentful." Restoring peace. Therefore, at this time, we should cultivate and live. The more you are far superior to You Yan regardless of military strength and material, the future will be long, and you can plan it slowly. If not, your majesty has not heard the story of King Zhaoxiang of Qin. If King Qin accepts Bai Qi's words, he will not attack Zhao again. How can the world return to Qin and wait for another thirty days?" After speaking, he stared expectantly at the figure in the throne.

Emperor Yue stood up calmly, walked slowly to the edge of the steps and stood still.Many people in the hall couldn't help secretly admiring: Yanyan is as independent as a lonely pine.

Emperor Yue's eyes fell on Pu She's gray hair, and he said the first sentence of today's court meeting:

"Don't say it will take another thirty days. Even if I am defeated and die, I will be reviled by the ages, and will be stigmatized for thousands of years. What is there to regret?"

Emperor Yue spoke slowly, but his words sounded like gold and stone.

"Your Majesty!" Pu She was startled, knelt down and said, "If the king is unkind and aggressive, the army will be defeated no matter how strong it is, and the country will perish no matter how big it is!"

Emperor Yue did not speak again, and no one in the hall dared to answer.

Pu She also felt very regretful in his heart, this remark was absurd.

Not only was Emperor Yue not a benevolent king, but he was always lenient and kind. He treated his surrendered ministers and old enemies as generously as Emperor Yan Wu did back then.

If Pu She hadn't been a servant of these two people one after another, and saw it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the projection of Dong Guo, a native of Jin, appeared on the two men with the most prospering martial arts and the most kills in this era.

Because Emperor Yue has always been wise and good at making judgments, and followed good advice like a stream, but today he indulged his unwise request of great joy, and was unmoved by the words of loyalty and honesty. In a moment of impatience, Pu She blurted out the usual words used by his officials to persuade the king Zhi Ge.

After suffering for a long time, Pu She finally couldn't bear to look up.

On the high majesty's steps, there is a tall and straight person, with a dark green gown, like a green pine dyed with snow, you forget the vulgarity when you see it.

But he was actually old and dim-sighted, and could no longer see Emperor Yue's face clearly.

Why can't he hear the meaning of self-destruction in Emperor Yue's language, but how can he talk about all kinds of things here?In the end, I could only say sadly:

"Old officials can wait, can't Your Majesty wait?"

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Emperor Yue's figure is fierce and agile, like a crane playing in the water when he is slow, and a white dragon swimming in the clouds, and fast like lightning when he is anxious, soaring into the sky angrily.

He was in the hall today, facing Pu She's heartbroken and bloody admonishment, and finally walked away. After returning, he was still in a state of mind, so he came to the garden to practice swords.

His garden is very simple. Apart from the walls and soil, there is only one loquat tree. When it was first planted, it grew tall with him. Now that it doesn’t grow anymore, the tree is still growing. ?

In this way, after three quarters, when he put the sword back into its sheath, beads of sweat were already appearing on his face, like pear blossoms hanging from the morning dew.

Emperor Yue raised his head and found his two tall attendants arguing red-faced, listening intently, they were arguing "Which is more beautiful, the Lord or Emperor Wu?"

He smiled helplessly, mentioned Cyclonus and went back to the dormitory, and found a towel to wipe off his sweat.

Grasping the snow-white towel, Emperor Yue suddenly chuckled. He remembered that Emperor Yanwu always used the same square towel after practicing his sword, first wiping the sword and then his face.

"You don't care about your face so much, no wonder you age quickly." Donggong teased with a smile.

The corners of Yan Shangong's mouth curled up, "Why do you want to cherish it? I don't always enjoy it. If you want to cherish it, you should also cherish this one." After speaking, he reached out and kneaded Donggong's doughy face.

Emperor Yue managed to pull himself out of one memory, but soon fell into another.

He remembered that Emperor Yanwu liked all kinds of picture books, and he never refused to come from Japan or the West.In the past, when he was Lord Yanshan, he often took the East Palace with him to visit various book markets in Yuedu, and even with him, he knew all kinds of fairy tales like the back of his hand.

When he participated in the court meeting for the first time as the Eastern Palace, he looked for a familiar figure among the courtiers in the hall. The man was facing away from him. Perhaps he felt his gaze, and the man turned towards him.

Naughty boys like to stick cloth strips on their foreheads to pretend to be zombies, but is Yan Shangong just an ordinary naughty boy?What he posted was his jade wat.

His heart is full of colors, but in the scorching sight projected from the throne, he could only hold back desperately, turned his head expressionlessly, and from the corner of his eye saw the man take off the jade wat embarrassingly amidst the suppressed laughter of his colleagues around him. Down.

Thinking about the past, Emperor Yue felt as if his heart was being twisted like a knife, and it was hard to hold back. He couldn't bear it anymore and decided to revisit the old place.

Emperor Yue galloped on his horse, and soon came to Manwei Bookstore, which was the favorite of Emperor Yanwu.

The Sri Lankan has gone, but the bookstore is as lively as in memory.

"It's said that the Red Emperor's people were destroyed and the tyrants were destroyed, and the countries he destroyed were restored one after another. A big moon cake that was finally put together was cut open again."

He followed the reputation and saw that the owner was holding up several brand new picture books and introducing them to the guests surrounding him.

"Sure enough, you are interested in eating, haha." A voice flashed in my mind.

Emperor Yue's mind was agitated, and soon he smiled wryly: what happened today, although the old man was dreaming every night, but in the daytime before that, all he could think about was the iron horse fighting and the emperor's hegemony.

"...Our Majesty can eat so much, how can moon cakes be handed over to others, just a few times, and almost snatched the whole big moon cake. The only thing left is the Yan Kingdom maintained by the Red Emperor's uncle in Youzhou , how can the little Youyan compete with Da Yue?"

The shopkeeper talked about it, but the guests were dissatisfied:

"Although the Red Emperor is gone, the Chishan Army he established is still there. Back then, the Chishan Army came all the way from Yandu, facing the armies of various countries, but it was like chopping melons and vegetables. How many years has it been since then? I I don’t want to fight the Red Cedar Army.”

"It is said that Chidi likes to play with puppets. Do you think that the Chishan Army was actually transformed by Chidi using puppets? Otherwise, have you ever seen such an army that is so accurate in every fight?"

In the face of everyone's suddenly realized echo, the shopkeeper seemed very helpless: "Everyone, everybody, you should take a look at the two new sets of picture books in the shop, and after reading them, you will know that Chidi is just an ordinary person, not a supernatural being with three heads and six arms. .”

The shopkeeper picked up a book whose cover could not be seen clearly, and said solemnly:

"This book is about the time when Chidi went hunting in the mountains with the kings. He never thought that his former opponents who had bowed their heads and proclaimed themselves a vassal suddenly launched an attack together. Although Chidi was extremely brave, he was finally outnumbered and sank in the mountain lake. At the end of his life Yan said: "Is there still you, King of Qi, King of Chu, King of Wu, King of Qin?""

Suddenly, an abrupt voice came from the crowd:

"It's too fake. If he could count the number of people, he would have escaped long ago."

The owner cleared his throat unnaturally, and picked up another book:

"This book tells that although Chidi was outnumbered, he was so brave that he escaped. In order to avoid pursuit, he succumbed to a nunnery in the mountains, and his aunt in the nunnery took him in generously and took him into a room. Zhong Andun, who would have thought that after the lock was locked, they would start setting fire. It turned out that the nunnery was full of the widows of the generals who were punished by the Red Emperor to destroy the kingdoms. At this time, how can we miss the opportunity of revenge, and finally everything was reduced to ashes in the raging fire. Leave a last word : '50 years of life is like a dream and an illusion.'”

The man immediately commented: "It's too fake. He is the most taboo about age. He usually only says that he is a young man. How could he add so many years to himself for nothing?"

The shop owner couldn't bear it anymore, pushed aside the crowd, walked up to the man, handed over the two albums, and said viciously: "Mr. Why do you always want to tear down my desk? Sir, look for yourself, these are genuine albums, there is no fake !"

Emperor Yue took the album, glanced at the cover, and threw it back into the owner's arms.

"You drew this by yourself." Emperor Yue thought it was so funny, he couldn't help but raised his head and laughed until he burst into tears.

"Your paintings can't be sold. After all these years, you still haven't given up." Emperor Yue raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and then reached out to remove the Iron Man mask from the owner's face.

"Sure enough, do people lose their memory when they get old? Manwei Bookstore sells western picture books, so how could there be a story about you?"

"They did attack me together, but I have always treated them kindly. I don't know if it's because I can't bear it or because I'm worried that I will be accused of being ungrateful. They all think that even if I just put on a show, someone else will end me... so Come on, how can I not escape?"

"There is also a nunnery in the mountains..."

"They are indeed the widows of military generals, but they are concubines without children. You know, they were all buried by their dead husbands and wives. I ordered them to be sent to the nunnery to save their lives. So, what do you say Am I an enemy or a benefactor to them?"

"Since that's the case, why do you want to play the trick of escaping the golden cicada?"

"Donglang, hey, listen to me. Those aunts brought me into the nunnery that day. I saw a pear tree in their courtyard. The pear trees were in full bloom, like snow falling on the branches. I suddenly I remembered an old friend, and couldn't help but walked towards the pear tree..."

"Ziwei Lang is really a romantic person, at that time he still has romantic thoughts?"

"You know, I think about you all the time. Donglang, you also know that I like to read all kinds of ghosts and strange stories since I was a child, but I never believe in ghosts and gods. I have always believed that man will conquer the sky, and the world and you Well, the fate may not belong to me at all, but I got it, and it was my own decision to return you later, which has nothing to do with God's will."

"I used to believe in God's will. I thought that God's will let me choose between you and these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. When I heard that you were not in rebellion in Yuedu, I thought that God's will chose Huangtu Hegemony for me. , For several years, I have always thought that this matter is over, but I can go with you..."

"Dong Lang, listen to me first. It was not until that day that I realized that maybe there are ghosts and gods in this world, and the destiny cannot be violated. But I also thought about how many people have the opportunity to see the secret of heaven? Meeting, does it mean that manpower is not enough to turn it around? So when the snow-white pear petals are in front of you, and a lightning strikes suddenly in the cloudless sky, at that moment, I said "the sky changes." Is it me? Why don't you hate death.'”

"...Don't be kidding! Which picture book is this story from?"

"Dong Lang, I didn't lie to you, and I will never lie to you again. But I know now, what I said at the time, 'I don't hate death' was just bragging. If I really have no hatred, why do I want to do it today? Come on? Dong Lang, I regret that I called you Dong Lang so casually back then, your original name is better..."

Emperor Yue only felt his eyes flicker, and the face that haunted him gradually blurred, and he could only see his lips moving slightly, and his ethereal voice came to his ears, it seemed to be:

"No matter what God's will is, I will, do you understand, Wannianlang?"

Emperor Yue opened his eyes and looked around. This was his bedroom. He was leaning on the back of the chair, resting his stomach on his left hand and holding a handkerchief with his right. .

Two tall attendants stood silently beside him, one on the left and the other on the right.

I don't know if they just argued or not.

"A Hong, A Tao..." Emperor Yue put his sword back into its sheath neatly, stood up and ordered: "Prepare the horse, prepare the ceremony, I'm going to shoot the servant to plead guilty."

After the attendants responded, they immediately went to perform their duties.

Emperor Yue walked to the window, slowly raised his head, the sun was in the middle of the sky.

Ziwei Lang, you must want to say:

You and I are at the end of this life, so you might as well live this life well, to calm my hatred, and to wait for the next life.