Rebirth of the Golden Bastard

Yilan Renhuang's youngest son is also eighteen this year. *.The age difference between the tenth prince Sikong Min and his ninth brother, the current emperor Sikong Shen is nearly ten years.Sikong Min hadn't been very social since he was a child. In the eyes of other imperial brothers, although this young and mature brother was cute, he was never very likable.He doesn't speak flattering words, nor is he good at watching people's faces. Compared with the carefree old eighth Sikong Lang, Sikong Min is more innocent and straightforward.

The innocence lies in the fact that he has hardly seen the darkness in the palace because he was protected by Ninth Brother Sikong Shen.In addition, my own mother and concubine are also ladies of the family, mothers are valued by their sons, and sons are also valued by their mothers, so they have never been excluded or bullied since they were young.

In addition, he is the youngest, and the battle for the throne is going around among the first few brothers. Unless all the previous brothers are dead, the throne will not fall to him, so while being ignored, it is also a guarantee. safe.

The frankness comes from the fact that he has always liked it, and he can often sit alone for an afternoon with a pot of tea and a book.He has seen a lot, thought a lot, often speaks outrageously, and dares to do things that others dare not do. This is why Sikong Shen likes this tenth brother.

Today's Emperor Chang, the former Ninth Prince Sikong Shen, has been diligent and diligent since he ascended the throne, spending far more time in the room than resting in the palace. Coupled with the escort of capable and loyal ministers, Yilan ushered in a new heyday.Every family sings and dances, and the world is peaceful.

Compared with the previous generation of Ren Huang, the brothers of Chang Huang were all conferred princes except for the eldest prince Si Kongming. Those who stay in the government are also looking forward to the prosperity of the emperor, and they have no second thoughts.Among them, the eighth prince asked himself to be transferred to the distant Qingxia City. The third prince seldom interfered in the government affairs. So they acted in a low-key manner, but they all lived in peace, and the brothers were in harmony.

In the year when Sikong Min turned eighteen, Emperor Chang personally conferred the title of King Lianmin, which sounds like pity.Since Sikong Min is willing to do good and has a pure heart, although he has been allowed to go to court to discuss matters, most of his political opinions are related to the suffering of the people.Everyone knows that King Lian Min always thinks of others, looks like his mother, and is handsome and gentle. He is clearly a prince but has no royal pretensions. He is approachable and very loved by others.

Changhuang likes straight ministers, who are quick-tempered and straightforward, who speak vigorously and act efficiently.But such a person is easy to offend other courtiers in the court, and King Lianmin is like a pool of warm water, melting all these impatience fires, but balancing the quarrels in the court.

As time passed, Emperor Chang valued Sikong Min even more.

"Your Majesty." One afternoon in the garden, Sikong Min was holding a stack in his hand, but he saw a man in a yellow robe sitting in the shade of a tree in front of him.

Straight body, calm and majestic momentum.The side face is three-dimensional and deep, the corner of the mouth is slightly pursed, and the gentle smile when he was a prince is no longer seen.

Those smiles were originally faked, but now that he is the emperor, his true emotions have gradually revealed in recent years.

Sikong Min saw him looking at the rockery in front of him, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.He carefully walked over to pay respects, and after a while, the man with the crown turned his face.

"King Lianmin is going again?" His eyes fell on the opponent's hand.

"Yes." Sikong Min smiled slightly, his face gradually showing a mature outline still had a look of youthful innocence, "The weather is fine today, and I want to take out the inside to dry."

In March of Yangchun, the climate is getting warmer.On the green pond in the distance, you can occasionally see a few wild ducks paddling leisurely.

"Just let the people below do it, what are you always worrying about?" Changhuang said helplessly.

"My younger brother likes to do it by himself." Sikong Min raised the bag in his hand, "I'm afraid that if others don't dry it carefully, it will be damaged."

Changhuang scolded with a smile, "Among my brothers, you are the only one who loves you like life. I don't know who you have followed."

Even Emperor Ren is far less obsessed with Ben than this youngest son, let alone other people.

Sikong Min smiled, seeing that Emperor Chang was interested in chatting, he simply put down the book in his hand, walked to the other side and stood still, and chatted with him.

"What is the emperor looking at?"

"It's not above the court, just call it Brother Nine." Changhuang said, pulling the corners of his mouth.

Sikong Min didn't push back and forth, but just nodded, "Ninth Brother."

There was some tenderness in Changhuang's eyes, and then he said slowly: "I went out to relax, but when I came to the garden, I remembered some past events."

Sikong Min was curious, "About what?"

Chang Huang said: "That was when the first emperor was here, and Jin Zhang sent two ministers to force Yilan to sign an unfair treaty. It was a headache, but it was easily resolved by one person."

Sikong Min nodded, "I know this, Lord Xiahou did it."

Emperor Chang hummed, "Once this matter was delayed, the two ministers couldn't leave the capital. The first emperor asked Xiahou to take people around..."

After that, I wandered into the garden for some reason, and grilled fish under the rockery.

As if it happened yesterday.In the garden were Xia Cangqiao, Xia Yunqing, the third prince Sikong Yanjin, Yingyou, and herself.Because of Xia Cangqiao's relationship, he and the third child melted away for a while, and even passed a period... It was considered a happy time.

The laughter of those people seemed to be still in my ears, but in the blink of an eye, things were different.Leaving myself alone on the throne that I have been thinking about, there is nothing but loneliness.

That's what it's like to be alone.No one could believe it, being entangled in state affairs all day and unable to take a good rest, those few who were the most able to make up their minds went as far as they could go, and they never wanted to come back.

Now that I think about it, being a happy prince is not necessarily bad, and being an ordinary person is not necessarily unhappy.The children and grandchildren under the knees are around the knees, leaving only one person to accompany them sincerely, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

After thinking about it, I became a little distracted again.Sikong Min was a little worried and said, "Ninth Brother?"

Emperor Chang was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, "I've been very tired recently, and I'm a little tired."

"Ninth Brother, please take care of yourself." Sikong Min's face was full of worry, and Chang Huang was taken aback by those dark and sincere eyes.

It's been so long, it's not that I haven't thought of that person.But every time I think about it, I am quickly overwhelmed by other things.

Gu Xiao.A simple, not even nice name, but Xia Cangqiao's side child, powerless, humble, and even too simple, as long as he treats him sincerely, he will repay it all.

In the past, I used him just like that, and let him brand the iron mark of traitor, which can never be washed off in this lifetime.But before that, that young man was just like Sikong Min today, just looking at him trustingly, whether it was worry or joy, he could tell at a glance.

Yes, he regretted it.But he didn't want to admit that he was wrong.

He is a prince, ranked ninth, he has been pretending to be gentle and deceive everyone, and he is fortunate to be favored by the Holy One.Otherwise, there are third elder brother and eighth brother in front, even if elder brother has no intention of taking the throne, third elder brother ranks ahead of him, the throne may not fall into his hands.

He was just planning for himself. If he wanted to seize the world, someone must sacrifice.But now he stands high above the court every day, although the important ministers salute respectfully, he can't see the expressions on the faces of those people with their heads down, or what they are thinking.

There are very few people who are willing to look at themselves as frankly as King Lianmin, and the once clear eyes suddenly become precious.

If you keep that person by your side, you will definitely have less worries now, and you can trust him wholeheartedly, without having to fight hard yourself.

Maybe the other party will also look at me with worried eyes and speak gentle and comforting words.Just thinking about it makes my heart ache.

He didn't want to admit that he was among the people who had to sacrifice to win the world, including himself.That person is far away in the south of the Yangtze River now, maybe he has forgotten himself, maybe he is living happily.Maybe someone saw his goodness and was willing to protect him.But in any case, the two will never have the chance to meet again in this life.

"Your Majesty!" A figure hurriedly came from a distance, wearing court clothes, with a nervous expression, "There is an urgent report from the north!"

The look of nostalgia was swept away.In just an instant, the slightly lazy Changhuang returned to his usual rigorous appearance.

"Tell left and right to come to the room immediately."

"Yes!"

"King Lianmin also came to the room after he released it. Let's wait for another day."

Sikong Min lowered his head, and also took back the affectionate address just now, "Your brother leads the order."

One day in the yellow robe, he is the master of the country, admired by thousands of people, and envied by the world.Sikong Shen flicked his sleeves and hurried away, followed closely by a group of servants and servants, with such a majestic aura that the entire spring scenery that was directly pressing down on him lost all color.The bluebirds were singing, faintly as if the sound of worship resounded through the sky in the distance.

This is the supreme honor that everyone has expected from the bottom of their hearts, but it is like a palace wall, forever dividing the word happiness from the world.

Sikong Min took a few steps forward with his arms in his arms, turned his head quietly, and watched from a distance that the yellow figure disappeared at the corner at the end, and the sunlight slanted down from there, mottled and broken green shadows on the ground.A feeling of sadness suddenly surged in my heart, but I don't know why, I shook my head, he was dressed in moon-white brocade clothes slowly