Surrounded by strong ministers

There is an old saying in China.

Prince and general, would you rather have a kind?

This is brilliant, right and wrong.

There is something in this world called blood, which is a noble bargaining chip that is more effective than any sword, sword, or horse.In the underworld, there is also a ghost, who joins the princely family, even if he is a fool, he is doomed to live and die in the world once and for all.If you devote yourself to the common people in the countryside, even if you struggle for a lifetime, you will probably die like an ant.

There may be many things in this world that can be changed and chosen. Only blood is destined.

In the desolate and magnificent vast land in the northwest, there are thousands of living beings, but the world only chooses one species to stand at the top, looking down on all living beings.

He is the son of Prince Qin's mansion, born different from others.

He never took pride in it, nor did he hate it.He looked at his brothers, at the scribes and generals surrounding his father, at the soldiers like blades in the barracks and the slaves in shackles and shackles in the dog shed, he knew that one day, the one in his blood A wisp of bright red will make some things justifiable and get twice the result with half the effort.

Who said that it is difficult to become a king, every step is frightening, and murderous intentions are everywhere.

Who said that becoming a king is easy, the blood is unified, and the king's way is ruthless.

Becoming a king is difficult and easy, for him, it is just a heart, ambition, ambition, cruelty and forbearance.

He hid that heart deepest.For many years, no one found out, or they didn't bother to find out. After many years, someone finally realized that he was an opponent, and at that time he had already bothered to hide.

14 years ago, he experienced the first catastrophe in his life.

He was escorted to Beijing by his biological father.

He heard that the emperor was furious, so he was going to be slaughtered. He knew that no one would intercede for him, including his father.

When the eldest son of the emperor fell off his horse, he didn't panic too much.His father called him to the main hall of the palace and tied him to the capital without any room for change, to pay for the crime of Longzi's injury. He didn't need to be too surprised.No matter how the eldest son of the emperor fell from the horse, from the moment he fell, all the sudden events that happened afterward were destined to be inevitable.

After meeting the eldest son of the emperor who accompanied the imperial envoy to inspect the territory on behalf of the sky, he knew what a king is.

Watching his father go out of the city ten miles to meet him, at the welcome banquet, the king of Qin, who had always dominated the battlefield, restrained his usual arrogance and domineering in front of the prince and grandson who was dissatisfied with the weak crown, weak and weak, and who might not even be able to draw a bow. After waiting for him, he bowed his head and bowed his head.He really realized the authority and meaning of the word "jun".

Bow your head, even if you nod your head slightly, it's still a bow.Bowing slightly is also a sign of respect, a ruler and a subject, and obedience.

Between heaven and earth, there is only one person standing on a high place, looking down on all things, and all things are the ants of that person.

That person is—the emperor.

What kind of heart is hidden under his father's bright skin of loyalty and righteousness, and he thinks he knows best about his four sons.Because they are similar, similar to an ambition that is extremely unwilling to the status quo.

His father harbored an imperial heart.The heart of an emperor is high and far away, apart from the world, nothing else can be accommodated.

What is it to sacrifice one or two sons?

Therefore, when he entered Beijing, the most anticipated result was that he was beheaded by the emperor.

Only after his death can he show the world his father's loyalty and the emperor's violence.The king forced his ministers to rebel.

Just, why him?

He thought of his father binding him tightly with hundred-strength steel ropes, the cruelty and indifference on that cold face, he thought he was always hated by his father.Or maybe the father hates himself the most, just a word.

Heroes are saddened by Beauty Pass.

His mother was born in a water village in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Unlike his father's previous wives, he was not from the Yeqi clan.His father made great achievements in rescuing Emperor Renshun and pacified the Tatars, and was granted the title of king.The emperor gave him great honor and rich rewards, and those rewards naturally included beauties.How his mother enjoys the king's favor all by herself, loses an unruly heroic heart, and how she fights against Princess Qin, everyone has their own opinions, and he can guess a few things about the past from just a few words.He had never seen his mother. When he was born, his mother died of dystocia, but some people said that she wanted to die by herself.The servant who was said to be talking nonsense was executed by his father, but he didn't think the servant had said anything wrong.A prince with great ambitions and ambitions should not love his sons and daughters, as an old saying in the Central Plains says, sons and daughters love each other, but heroes are short of breath, not to mention that the beauty who captured the hero came from the hands of the emperor.

He is the disgrace left by the heroes who bowed down.

Therefore, when the eldest son of the emperor fell from his horse, the four sons of Prince Qin's mansion were all present, but he was the one who was bound to the palace.

Since he was born, he was not tolerated by his father, hated by the eldest wife, and hated by everyone.

He is the son of Prince Qin's mansion, but he is not expected to be born. He is a lowly breed who takes husbands and witches, and is a bastard who is not worthy to be compared with purebred wild flag princes.

The life of a prince who is well-clothed, well-fed, well-fed and well-fed has never had anything to do with him.

When those purebred Wild Banner princes were still begging for milk from their mothers, he was already able to hunt hares by himself with a small bow.When those purebred princes followed behind his mother's colored dress and long dress and laughed at him for messing around with soldiers and soldiers, he was already able to beat them to the ground with three punches and two kicks.When those purebred princes screamed because of martial arts injuries, he had already learned to sprinkle a handful of ashes on those wounds, wrap them in cloth strips, and pick up a knife to chop.

He doesn't care about the hunting wind, the blizzard, or how many layers of skin are sunburned under the scorching sun. He only cares that one day, what this bloodline owes him, he will take it all.

But his father wanted him dead.

He was powerless to resist.

He was a joke, a sad joke.

It was a mistake to be born, forbearance, hard work, and postmenstrual revenge and ambition since childhood are all empty talk and a ridiculous daydream.

He had no choice but to wait for death and let him go.

In the Daming Hall, his father threw down the last sentence: "This bastard is at the disposal of the emperor, and the killing is at the command of the heavens!" He left without hesitation.

He knew that the emperor should sentence him next.

The prince fell from his horse, and the emperor was furious. He, the prince of Qin, pleaded guilty in the court. It seemed a simple accident, but it was actually a game, a game between the emperor and the vassal.There is no need to worry about who picked the head first.Both parties in the game have already understood that the emperor wanted to get rid of the dynasty's troubles, and the vassal king secretly wanted to win the championship.

He was just the first piece that was dropped in that chess game, or he was just a reason for the whole game of fighting.

But that game of chess couldn't be played in the end, because his piece dragged on for a long time and kept falling.

But at the time, he didn't expect himself to have a chance.

As a criminal who is about to be sentenced to death, he is as numb and desperate as every dying person.As a result, the eldest son of the emperor, who was still recuperating from his injuries, half lying on the small couch and being carried up to the Golden Palace by the palace servants, angrily ordered someone to slap him in the face until his mouth was full of blood. He didn't feel any pain at all. There are many officials, and his life is like an ant. This drama makes people want to look up to the sky and laugh.

Then, he vaguely heard a clear voice saying: "The sage doesn't care about unintentional mistakes, why should father and brother punish a child severely."

In the following years, when he recalled that voice, he always felt so gentle and moving.Only at that time, he was in a state of depression, turning a deaf ear to Tian Lai who saved him, and didn't even raise his eyelids to the young man who saved him from further humiliation.

In almost every biographical anecdote of princes and generals, before they become famous, there will always be noble people to help them when they are in distress.Those nobles or famous people in the court, or countrymen, or even beggars on the roadside, they will help the heavenly favored ones who will flourish in the future to save themselves from danger.

He later escaped death and returned to the Northwest. During the countless intervals of striving for self-improvement, every time the soldiers took risks to gather wealth and power, and every time he came down from the battlefield alive, he couldn't help thinking, the gentle heart in the imperial palace... Is the kind young prince the noble person he is destined to be?Save him from desperation.

The emperor did not declare him dead immediately, and temporarily detained him in a remote part of the palace.

Perhaps the emperor was hesitant about his life and death after all, and perhaps only his father was really indifferent.

No matter what, he was grateful for that sentence from the ice-cold Daming Hall.

The side hall in late autumn is chilly and cold, probably because it has been left unattended for too long, the hall is covered with a thick layer of dust, there is a straw mat on the bed and a thin quilt that smells of mold, the oil lamp has long dried, and the surroundings are dark and gloomy .

He leaned on the couch and didn't know how many days had passed, when he heard footsteps approaching in a daze.He was the only one in the side hall all the time, and outside the hall was guarded by the imperial guards with crossed swords. He couldn't go out, and no one would come in except the occasional palace servants who brought food and clothes.The deathly silence has already made him very sensitive to sound, even if he is weak and confused.

He heard the footsteps of two people entering the hall.He raised his head, opened his eyes slightly, and saw a delicate and gentle face in his sight, and then heard a voice, "Here comes the lonesome food."

He couldn't remember how long ago the old eunuch brought leftovers, but he remembered that the voice was exactly the same as that of the golden palace.

The luxuriously dressed young man behaved elegantly and noblely. He knew that apart from all the officials in the palace that day, they were the princes specially summoned by the emperor.

The young man took a large carved wooden food box from his entourage and placed it in front of him.He looked at the food box coldly, and the boy turned around and took some clothes of good material and put them on the couch.Ever since he was tied up by his father to go to Beijing, he ran all the way, bathing and changing clothes was almost a matter of his last life.The only time the old eunuch brought him clothes smelled of mildew like the thin quilt, and he could smell the wounds on his body from being tied up and strangled, exuding a festering stench and a dirty body odor.

"Eat something and change your clothes. These slaves are too shameful, and they will explain themselves when they are alone."

It was still such a gentle voice, so he raised his eyes to look at the young man in a daze, and he saw pity in those black jade-like eyes.

He kicked over the food box without hesitation, and the delicate pastries and fragrant dishes were turned over.He saw the palace servant behind the young man scolding him for not knowing what to do, and stepped forward to teach him a lesson, but the young man stopped him.The boy stood quietly for a moment, then left without saying anything.

He looked at the high-quality satin padded coat and the overturned dishes in his hand. Even when he was in Prince Qin's mansion, his food was rarely so rich.

It was obvious that his eyes were black with hunger, and he wanted to swallow the bark.

He suddenly laughed at his hypocrisy, and was about to grab the pastry rolled on the floor to eat, when there was a sound at the door of the hall, and many people filed in.

The servant girl held the lamp sharply, and the dark hall was illuminated for the first time.Four servants carried a large bathtub not far away, filled with hot and cold water, and someone helped him take a bath and put on clean clothes.The overturned food was taken away, and steaming hot meals were placed again.In the end, someone took his pulse, applied medicine, and bandaged him.

He was lying on the couch in a fresh suit, with a clean cotton mattress under his body, and he seemed to be able to smell the warmth of the sun. The wounds that had been treated, were scorchingly painful due to the removal of festering flesh, but there was never such a thing in his heart. comfortable.

In a daze, he saw the vast land and desolate scenery in the northwest. He practiced martial arts, riding and archery desperately in the wind, sand, rain and snow. Several arrogant purebred princes in the palace bullied him and humiliated him, and they were all overthrown by him one by one. Fell to the ground, he was severely punished by some old women in the backyard of the palace, and his father ignored him... Fragments flashed in his mind one after another, before he fell into darkness, the last thing he saw was a gentle and jade-like girl... A young man with a pair of dark and gentle eyes.

His treatment has improved a lot.The clothes were delivered, old but clean.The food is not rich, but it is no longer leftover bone residue, and at least one meal a day can satisfy the hunger.

But his life is still hanging by a thread. Whenever he thinks about it, his powerlessness and unwillingness still make him suffer.

What's the use of being unwilling?It's all about self-pity.

So, he tried not to think about his situation as much as possible.

When he came to his senses, that delicate young man often occupied his thoughts.He felt that if the boy could appear in front of him again, even if his eyes were still filled with pity, he would still be able to accept it.I don't know if this feeling is called regret.

He asked the old servant who delivered the meal who he was when he was young, and the old servant said that it was the emperor's favorite fourteenth prince.

He didn't understand how he racked his brains to talk to every servant who entered the side palace, and to trick their fourteenth master.In the past, he obviously would rather keep his mouth shut and be in a daze than strike up a conversation with others.

He admitted that he longed for the Fourteenth Prince to appear.

However, since he was blown away by himself, the boy has never stepped into the side hall again.

Then I don't know how many days passed, and suddenly one day, several faces he had never seen before appeared in front of him, punching and kicking him involuntarily.He could actually resist, and he was absolutely confident in knocking those people down, but he didn't, he just curled up and let others kick him.

Seeing those faces of servants who were arrogant, he concluded that these people must have been sent by the eldest son of the emperor.That day in the Daming Palace, there was a slap across the face, and the eldest son of the emperor was obviously not relieved.

An egg cannot touch a stone, and he is not even an ant in this palace.What's more, the emperor's slow refusal to do anything to him has given him some delusions that maybe his life will turn around.He couldn't give the eldest son of the emperor another chance at this time to make a statement in front of the emperor.

Those servants fought for a while, then went back to report.He was in so much pain that he was sweating all over, and he lost consciousness for a while.

When I woke up, I felt something warm moving over my body, and my flesh and bones were clamoring for pain, but for some reason, I felt comfortable after the pain passed.When he opened his eyes, it was an old man rubbing the wound on his body with a cloth towel, and the smell of medicine and wine was diffused around him.He knew the old man, and it was this old man who healed the injury last time.

The dull pain all over his body could no longer occupy his attention. He looked at the young man standing next to the old man, and looked at him calmly. Suddenly, he had a feeling that he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Years later, he became more ruthless than his father. At a celebration banquet, someone asked him what was the most memorable moment.He was stagnant at the time, he had never thought about this issue, he had long been used to fighting, enjoyed fighting, was used to maneuvering, and was fond of maneuvering, but what emerged in an instant was not the victories of gold and iron horses, nor the struggle for power The situation has won the first opportunity to gain the upper hand, but this moment in the cold side palace.That is a person who is frozen in the ice and snow, has tasted the warmth of a fire, and relies on instinct.

He didn't think the bullying by the eldest son of the emperor was unbearable. He knew that after he had been beaten, he would definitely see the people he met.

Fortune is where misfortune lies, and misfortune is where blessing rests.A life and death calamity, fortune and misfortune depend on each other.In the end, he got a blessing in disguise, knowing what warmth, thought, affection, happiness, and - joy are.

Even if the young man stays in the side hall for a moment longer, it can make him feel at ease from the bottom of his heart.The heavy rain that day made the young man stay for a while, and he leaned against him, and he listened to his soft voice talking about the wind and rain outside, and told him that he had stayed in this side hall for eight months and nine months. sky.

He never thought that he could live so peacefully these eight months.

He never knew the feeling of crying, but at the moment when he overheard the conversation between the young man and the emperor, his face suddenly burst into tears.

In the corridor of the side hall, the young man said to the emperor who came to this cold place for some unknown reason: "Father, Tuoba Yue's unintentional mistake injured his elder brother. He left his hometown for half a year and faced his father and the emperor alone." Brother, this kind of punishment is already too harsh. I also beg my father to let him go back as soon as possible."

The emperor was silent for a long time, and said coldly: "You are still young, what do you know about court affairs?"

The young man said: "The king of Qin was cold and decisive. He sent his son to the capital and begged the emperor for an unkind reason. The emperor weighed many times and did not dare to take that step lightly. For eight months, the emperor did not move, and the king of Qin did not move. You all have concerns." .Furthermore, the Qianqiu Emperor's career must start with the execution of an innocent young man?"

He didn't know why he was crying, but suddenly, water stains slipped from the corners of his eyes.He had never tasted tears, so he didn't know how to restrain them.

Not many days later, he received an imperial decree to return to the northwest.The dissatisfaction of the eldest son of the emperor, the bewilderment and surprise of all the officials, far away in the northwest, his father's mood and reaction, he didn't have the extra heart to take care of it.

He was about to leave Beijing, so he went to say goodbye to the boy.

The boy stood under a plum tree in a corner of his palace, smiled softly at him, and said, Tuoba Yue, take care all the way.

He suddenly had heart palpitations, his eyes were blurred, but his chest was bitter like never before.

He remembered the day before he went to Beijing, his father called him to the hall of the palace. There were many people in the hall, the princes who claimed to be purebreds, the women in the backyard of the Qin palace, and some of his father's cronies.They looked at him as usual.Only the kid who was the same age as him smiled maliciously.

Then, he heard his father say to him: "You hurt the eldest son of the emperor, and you will go to Beijing to accept the crime tomorrow morning."

The boy's smile was immediately vicious without concealing it.

He looked at his father, and although he knew that resistance was useless, he still pointed at the boy and struggled a bit: "It was he who surprised the emperor's eldest son's mount, and it was him, Tuoba Yue, not me."

His father said: "From now on, you are Tuoba Yue."

Looking at the boy's gentle face, he felt that something should be left behind.

He left his identity, he left his name.

He engraved his name on the tree, hoping that one day, the boy could call him right.

He is the third son of Prince Qin's Mansion, and his name is - Tuoba Feng.