Record of ups and downs in troubled times

The 21th year of Yonghe, summer.

The weather is very muggy, almost flowing gold gravel.

The crow flapped its wings lazily in mid-air, as if it had fallen into a jar of honey and stuck its wings.

As soon as Liu Pu stepped into the brown fir threshold of the Yonghe Palace, he heard a few extremely hoarse bird calls. Looking back, it turned out that these two crows hovering in mid-air landed on the old locust tree in front of the Yonghe Palace. He stretched his shiny black neck and raised his voice.

He frowned and glanced coolly at the old locust tree, and Zhou Changshi, who was following behind him, immediately understood, stretched out his thumb and gently poked the waist of the little apprentice Huang De, and pointed towards the two noisy The black thing pouted.

Who is Zhou Zheng?It's the older generation who play gangsters in the palace, the emperor's mind is beyond his guess.Right now, there are sick people in the Yonghe Palace, and it is at a critical juncture, these two mourning door gods set up a stage first, and cried for mourning, didn't they just add to His Majesty's heart?

Huang De is still young, although he is not as sharp-eyed as his master Zhou Zheng, he is still a clever kid.After such a poke and a glance, he understood the meaning, and quietly stepped back to pick up these two inconspicuous things.

Liu Pu coughed lightly, walked lightly into the Yonghe Palace, and went straight to the bedroom.There was an extremely bitter and astringent medicinal smell in the palace, and when he smelled it carefully, it seemed to be mixed with some fishy smell, which really choked him.

People who have been ill for a long time will inevitably carry some medicine gas on their bodies and houses.If the smell of this medicine is not very strong, it may be used as a medicinal fragrance, which will add elegance; but for a person who has been bedridden for a long time, the bitterness and astringency of the soup all over his body are really beyond ordinary people's comprehension.Although Liu Pu choked in front of the door, seeing him walking along, the bitter smell gradually became stronger but his expression didn't fluctuate much. Presumably he came here often to visit and got used to the scene in the palace.

In the middle of the bedroom, there is a screen on which Lao Tzu crossed the Xiguan on a green ox. There is a shadow behind the screen, and the person on the couch can be heard vomiting a few times. His porcelain bowl turned out from behind the screen, and recklessly almost bumped into Liu Pu's body.

"His Majesty……"

Liu Pu listened intently to what was going on inside, and didn't bother to get angry with her.He was about to go around this person and walk in, but he caught a glimpse of the crimson inside the bowl, and couldn't help being startled: it turned out that the fishy smell mixed with the bitterness of the medicine came from this.

"Having vomited blood?" he asked, frowning.

"Your Majesty, I have vomited three times since I woke up this morning." The one who answered was not the maid in front of me, but an old medical officer with white beard and hair, leaning on a mahogany cane.Although the old man is old, his back is not bent, and the crutch is in his hand, like a spare object.

While talking in detail, he led the emperor to the couch. "The children who watched the night last night said that His Highness had less sleep and more dreams last night. After waking up, he had pain in his chest and flanks. He was fed Danzhisan. However, he started to have a fever in half an hour, fluctuating high and low, feeling tired and weak. Then he vomited again. The blood, the mind was also a little trance, and it stopped for a while after using acupuncture points. According to the old man's humble opinion, if it repeats like this, I'm afraid it's not necessary to..."

Physicians are particular about what they say, and they only talk about [-]% of [-]% of diseases: one is afraid of breaking a taboo if they speak too much, and the other is that they can't bear to make others sad.The old medical officer surnamed Xu was used to seeing life and death, and couldn't help feeling pity for him, and couldn't bear to say the whole thing.

"Can't be saved?" Liu Pu said this, but he didn't expect old man Xu to give him an answer, but he stretched out his hand to cover the hand that the man was clasping and folded on the brocade quilt.

This pair of slender and white hands in the past are now skinny and bony, with some dark brown spots on the joints, and the end of the broken little finger has obviously grown flesh, but a few days ago it began to ooze pus inexplicably, and there was a dead silence dark purple.

No matter how ignorant Liu Pu is, he should be able to see that a person is about to die.

King Ke Liu Yi, who was trapped in the soft couch, opened his eyes slightly.The so-called opening of the eyes means that the eyelids droop and lift a little, revealing a glimmer of light from under the eyelashes.

He was almost exhausted even the strength to hold up his eyelids.

Liu Pu looked at the gleam of light in his eyes, and felt that there seemed to be something different from the past, but this thought only flashed in his mind, and then the sticky blood between the teeth took its place: I don't know which missing hand The bastard with a broken leg didn't know how to pour him a cup of tea to wash away the fishy smell in his mouth!

Thinking of this, he felt a little annoyed by this, and looked around a few times, and happened to have a cup of new tea hanging on the desk beside him, so he took it and wanted to help Liu Yi up, but Liu Yi shook his head invisibly, Just staring at him, his lips moved, as if he had something to say.

That's right, everyone is going to go, so what's the point of the fishy smell in your mouth?

Liu Pu's anger rose sharply, and he knocked the teacup on the table with a "bang".

one day...

He thought bitterly, the other empty hand pinched his leg, grasped the flesh and twisted it around, forcing himself to stabilize his footing.

One hair will move the whole body, the current policy is to endure humiliation and preserve it.It's just that he is a dignified generation of emperor, but he wants to look at other people's faces. Even if he can swallow this tone, it really makes him suffer from internal burns.

Liu Yi, who was lying on the couch, could clearly see the resentment.Although he was ill and blind, he was not yet confused: among the palace servants who took care of him in Yonghe Palace, it was unknown which ones were arranged by others.But if one of them goes outside to chew and chew, it will cause a lot of trouble for no reason.

With dry throat, he rolled up and down a few times, and said two words in a low voice:

"go out."

In the hall stood the old man Xu, a few small attendants, and the palace servants who usually waited on the daily life.Hearing this, Old Man Xu didn't hesitate at all, got up and agreed, and went to the outside of the screen with a mahogany crutch.A few young attendants were his apprentices, and they followed Old Man Xu out after a while in a daze.Only those palace people waited and looked at each other, and did not move for a long time.

"Don't get out?" This time, it was the emperor who spoke, the coldness of the three words was like the cold light of a sharp blade.

His tone was not just to scare them: he didn't even dare to guarantee that if these palace servants hesitated a little bit, would he directly kill these few lives with a knife.

Fortunately, it is still acquainted.

He watched these people go out obediently with their things in his eyes, removed his hand on the saber at his waist, and turned to Liu Yi: "Brother, you..." He looked at Liu Yi's eyes that were deeply sunken into his eyes. His eyes sharpened, the tip of his nose sharpened, and he tried his best to maintain his airs as the king of a country: "What else can I teach you, brother? I will definitely follow the teachings."

Liu Yi closed his eyes and shook his head with a smile. Just as he opened his mouth, he was choked by a mouthful of blood and coughed a few times.

It's not that he can't speak, it's because his broken body is so tired even speaking, his throat is always as if stuffed with a ball of sackcloth, it's unbearably dry.But he didn't want to drink the water, the taste of the water was mixed with the foam of blood when he swallowed it, and his stomach was full of rust.As a result, he spoke less and less, until now, he had somewhat forgotten how to speak.

"I have nothing to teach your majesty," he adjusted his breath and continued in a low voice.Although the tone was weird and hoarse, it was much more stable. Although it was weak, at least Liu Pu could hear it clearly. "I don't have much ability in governing the country. In the past few years, I have only tried my best to support it, which is not what I am good at. Your lord, you are a much stronger person than me. If you entrust this ten thousand hectares of rivers and mountains to your hands, I will die in peace. "

He coughed several times, and a thread of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth into the silk handkerchief.

"It's lucky, at least I survived the day of your majesty's first uniform. Thinking about it carefully, God treats my ministers well, and I should be content." Speaking of this, he suddenly turned around, opened his eyes slightly and said solemnly: "It's just your majesty. One thing must be remembered, underestimating oneself is a big taboo, especially for the Ninth Five-Year Honor. If I go, there will be people who make trouble in the court, but no matter what, I hope your majesty will remember what I said, and don't look at it. Lower yourself and let others assign you."

It was difficult for him to speak these few words, he almost coughed out, weeping blood, leaving scars on every word.At the end of the sentence, it should be recalling the bitter scene of the fall of power in the past few years, and reminded him again: "Remember?"

If it weren't for these four words, the elder brother would not insist on addressing him as a monarch and minister; if the elder brother hadn't reminded him all the time that he is a dignified and legitimate emperor, he might have been willing to be someone else's puppet and a cowardly young emperor long ago .

"Remember." Liu Pu replied sullenly.

"However, I do have something to ask your majesty, which is my unfulfilled wish." Liu Yi closed his eyes when he said this, although his expression was covered by his eyelids, the ups and downs of his mood could be vaguely seen from the corners of his eyes and brows.Liu Pu looked at his sick face, and suddenly had a premonition that what he said next was what he wanted to entrust to himself today.

"The third child is still alive in this world," he said word by word, "If you are free, Wanwang will help me find his trace."

"Who told you?!" Liu Pu asked sharply suddenly.

No wonder the eldest brother's illness had just been suppressed a few days ago, but today it's threatening to kill him.It turned out that some blind person spread such rumors in front of him!Although Liu Pu didn't know the relationship between the eldest brother and the third brother, but looking at the situation, he knew that they were extremely important people to each other.The person who thought he was dead suddenly got the news that he was alive, how could the elder brother not be so angry and coughing up blood in his chest for a while?

What a villain, he wants to kill his eldest brother with mere gossip!

Liu Yi chuckled three times and didn't answer, just said: "Did you already know? Why didn't you tell me?"

This is wronging Liu Pu: he has never heard of this rumor at all.But he is too lazy to argue now, the matter has come to this point, the eldest brother will die soon, so let's coax him.After thinking about it like this, he only regarded the sick and blind elder brother on the couch as a young child who pretended to beg for sweets, and asked in a soft tone: "If I can see you, do you have something to take with you?"

"No need." Liu Yi seemed to think of something, the corners of his mouth hooked up, and he smiled slightly, "Just take a look at him from a distance for me."

His smile froze at the corner of his mouth, his chest gradually stopped rising and falling, and the hand that was still in Liu Pu's palm still had some thin warmth, but it also cooled down slowly, stained with a layer of stiff gray.

How can I care about the life and death of my third brother now?Liu Pu tucked his eldest brother's hand back under the brocade quilt, and sighed inwardly.Regardless of the fact that the matter of the third brother must be a rumor, someone used it to kill the eldest brother; just considering the current situation of the wolf and the tiger, I am afraid that he will never meet the third brother in this life.

Big Brother, this time under the Nine Springs, let's reunite with Third Brother after a long absence and catch up on the old days.

Liu Pu wiped the corners of his eyes, but it wasn't because of tears: he seldom shed tears since he was a child.The old woman in the palace who delivered him once said that on the day he was born, he began to cry loudly since he was born, and he cried for a whole day, no matter how comforted he was, he couldn't stop.Later, I learned from an old Taoist that this is called purging the soul. This crying is to weep all the tears of a lifetime, and the rest is only joy and peace, which is a good omen.

Although Liu Pu didn't believe this statement, it was true that he cried less, so he went with what others said.So far, he has fallen into such a problem. Whenever he encounters others who should cry, he will habitually wipe the corners of his eyes. Who knows the truth of the tears of the world?No tears are not necessarily ruthless.

He stared at the paper-thin figure on the couch, said "OK" in his heart, then went straight out of the screen and walked towards the gate of the palace.

The dead are dead, the living need to survive.

Let's see who has the toughest life and can carry it to the end.

The author has something to say:

This is the revised article of the original "Young Emperor". It has not been fully completed. It is posted to let the little angels who follow this article not be disappointed in me.Thank you for your support.

Because I will leave Guangzhou in a few days and go to a place with few Internet access, so I may have to hide for a while after the manuscript is saved and published at this point.I hope everyone will bear with me.During this disappearing time, I will not stop writing, how can I say it?The text may be late, but definitely not absent, right? O(∩_∩)O~~

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