Surrounded by strong ministers

The heavy rain poured down the sky, and the branches shook and the leaves flew.In June, the heat climbed up, and the weather was dull for several days, and finally a sudden torrential rain broke out in the afternoon.

There are bamboo pavilions and open pavilions, stone tables for sake, and futons for seats.

The last time Sheng Jia came to his mansion suddenly without delivering an order, and stood behind him. He was in this pavilion, playing the strings wantonly.

Right now, he is sitting in the same position, with a glass full of sake like a mirror, and he came back to his senses in a daze. The sound of the rain was like the clank of his fingertips that day, hitting my heart without thinking about anything.

It had been a long time since he had calmed himself down like this.real calm.

Perhaps it was at this time that everything was finally unfolded and placed in front of him, which could no longer be doubted.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have to struggle between whether to continue to press the emperor or turn a blind eye for a question that has been hanging in his heart, and he doesn't have to worry about what the emperor will do to him after every unstoppable questioning. The answer seems meaningless, but the heart is disturbed, and there is no need to harbor those little fantasies. After the age, he is like a young man of seventeen or eighteen, who would rather abandon reason and choose to blindly deceive himself and others.

There are all kinds of disturbances and speculations. From now on, there is no need for them all.

Shocking thunder rolled in mid-air, the damp wind shook the tall and short vegetation outside the bamboo pavilion, the rain was pouring, and the ground was splashed everywhere.There is only the noise of falling rain in the surrounding area, and the noise is in my ears.

There are some things that he has sensed for a long time. After all, he has to face them and cannot avoid them.

A moment ago, the emperor sent an order from the fast horse at the post station, and the holy driver will depart from Licheng and return to the capital in the near future.

Son of Heaven, I'm coming back.

Because there is no tendency to create chaos in the northwest.This is the blessing of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the luck of the people all over the world. Since he is a courtier, he should be lucky, but he also understands what it means.

On the same day when I went to Qin, the emperor had resolutely made an arrangement for the next two months when I saw you off. If there was no news of Sheng Jia's return to Beijing after two months, he was required to act according to the edict in his hand.

The two-month deadline is just around the corner, and a long time has passed since the trip to the northwest. Counting from the day of leaving Beijing, today is No. 40, eight days. He can probably guess the content of the edict without reading it. , but just like his immediate response to the emperor that day, he would never let this edict see the light of day.

He refused to obey the imperial order.It's not impulsive, nor is it cruel words under impulse.

From the emperor's sentence "I want to patrol the western border", there is only one thing in his heart, which is to let his majesty come back safe and sound no matter what.

Regardless of the cost, regardless of the consequences, other than that, I can't care about anything else.

No matter whether he resists the decree or disrespects it, no matter if he rekindles the flames of war, how can he be able to ignore and turn a deaf ear to his beloved one?

His Majesty still doesn't know him well enough.

However, now it seems that he no longer has to resist the edict, and the Great Zhou Dynasty does not need to go through war again, and those plans and arrangements he made instead of the imperial edict can also be abandoned.

The Son of Heaven did not fall into the land of Qin as everyone feared, and became a hostage, asking him to rescue him.

Raise troops to revive the army, play tricks on the world, and the one who falls is the King of Qin.

A few days ago, the huge bowing in front of the Prince Qin's Mansion in Li City had spread throughout the imperial lands in an instant.

His majesty will come back unharmed, bringing the prostrate surrender of the sixteen prefectures in the northwest, the astonishment of the princes, and the return of the world.It's not that he didn't think that all his worries and plans were superfluous, and would be a waste of time in the end, just like if the emperor had no confidence in the current result and knew that he had no chance of winning, how could he be so resolute? Go to that man.

The emperor's choice has long been obvious, but he himself chose to avoid it.

Unpacking the imperial edict that was kept in his bosom all the time, the emperor's decree left by the emperor was as he expected, asking him to make Prince Rui's son the emperor after the deadline and preside over the overall situation.This is the meaning of the emperor's intention to leave his life in Qin.

He didn't know whether the King of Qin had known about this for a long time like him, so he bowed his head so simply.He only knew that no matter whether this edict was just for the sake of safety or not, in the end it would not be used at all as it is now. The emperor's decision was to hand over the country and the country to him and himself to the King of Qin.

That's a lot of trust in him.

There was an astringent smell penetrating through the flesh and spreading across all limbs. He looked at the resolute handwriting on the brocade in his hand, and closed his eyes slightly. However, if this world loses that touch of gentleness, no matter how much you trust Han In retrospect, it has some meaning.

It was only now that he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and free himself to say to himself, my lord, your decision is so capricious and cruel.

The former Han Su would never have so many emotions, distracting thoughts, and sighs, nor would he bother with his own selfish desires and love for his children.

He knows that he has changed. In the past, he only knew the world, he only cared about the monarch and ministers, he only wanted the country and not the family, and he only cared about governing the world and saving the people. Devout ascetic.

He didn't know when it started, but he suddenly came to his senses, and he was no longer the Han Su who only had lofty ambitions, was full of ambition, and could only accommodate the world.

Maybe it was the early winter wind that wrinkled his [-] years of peace, and the ripples eventually turned into giant waves, maybe the sand gathered into a tower, maybe the water droplets turned into a stream, and the river merged into the sea, maybe it was just a turning around and a slight smile.

an instant.

He remembered that at that time, he knocked on the gate of Xinyang Palace, the courtyard was covered with fine snow, and a figure turned around inadvertently under the plum tree in the garden. Maybe that moment was his catastrophe, and Han Su was no longer an ascetic monk.

Maybe all his moods are destined to be his own business, regardless of past, present or future, it has nothing to do with others.It also includes the figure that turned to him, the black eyes that glanced at him, his majesty, his emperor.

Goodbye ten years later, for the fourteenth prince who once absurdly offended him and was only his student for half a month, in fact, in the chaotic situation where the princes are mobilizing, the dynasty is split, and the eight kings are fighting for the throne, it is in his heart. It is already very far away in China, and the impression is sparse and indifferent, but it is the beginning of his fall.

The situation of the vassal separatism in the Great Zhou Dynasty has been going on for a long time. Several vassal princes and princes supported their own self-respect according to their fiefdoms. hidden dangers.He didn't intend to speculate on whether the Emperor Taizu had lost the emperor's strategy when he enshrined the kings and treated the heroes generously. He didn't necessarily admire the law of killing cunning rabbits and running dogs. It's just that the emperors of later generations were subject to princes with different surnames. It is an unavoidable fact that weak and strong ministers are around.

When he was still very young, he was burdened with countless praises, and the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the capital could not hide his wings and soaring clouds. He keeps a low profile and keeps a low profile at the right time. With the momentum of their Han family, it is a sure thing that he will be ranked among the three princes and nine ministers after the scriptures.But he didn't listen to his father's admonition, he chose to show his sharpness, and he wanted everyone in the world to know that he, Han Su, was not something in the pool, and even if he left the house, he was equally qualified to be among the three princes and nine ministers.

He knew what he was going to do, he wanted to assist a wise monarch, destroy the feudal lords, end the dynasty's fragmentation, unify the country, unite the world, and create a truly prosperous and prosperous world.

He needs a Mingzhu, and at the same time let Mingzhu see him and need him.

Among the princes of the late emperor, there were not a few outstanding ones, and the one he always wanted to serve was Prince Rui Xiao Jing.

Rule the world with kingship, save the world with dominance.

The collapse of the current situation requires a strong overlord who can turn the tide. Prince Rui's strategy, courage, and courage, as well as his resolute and ruthless character, are almost perfect in this troubled world. the monarch.

He chose Prince Rui to realize his ambition, but Prince Rui didn't like him.

He approached Prince Rui three times, the first time, Prince Rui listened to his intention and rejected him.The second time, Prince Rui didn't wait for him to speak, and also dismissed him.For the third time, Prince Rui rejected him.

Not long after Prince Rui rejected him for the third time, the late Emperor passed away, followed by several months of chaotic palace disputes, and then, Prince Rui died.

At that time, the battle to win the heirloom was coming to an end, the four kings of Funing and Ren'an had been defeated and died one after another, the king of Thailand suffered from the misfortune of being poisoned and was bedridden unconscious, and Prince Rui controlled most of the forbidden army in the capital, and together with Li Ji dispatched from various places A few troops from the army and Wen Ting's men faced off against King Kang's henchmen dozens of miles away from the imperial city.

If that battle really broke out, the fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty would be different, and he and the emperor...maybe, they still came to the same goal by different routes.

Prince Rui suddenly returned to the imperial city in secret before the battle, and it was reported that the imperial guards stationed in the palace had been instigated to rebel.When he got the news, he was astonished and didn't know why Prince Rui would return to the palace at such a critical juncture, what if the imperial guards guarding the palace had defected to King Kang, and how could there be some threat to the throne that was about to be obtained.

It was already too late when he arrived at the palace, there were countless dead bodies, Prince Rui had already been ambushed and seriously injured, he still remembered the last end, the place Prince Rui wanted to go, the people he wanted to see, he also knew why Prince Rui came back Arrived in the palace.

Prince Duan in Xinyang Palace, the fourteenth prince who was once the most intelligent and favored by the emperor, has been out of the court for ten years, and his memory has been distant and indifferent, but he has never forgotten that the absurdity of the year may have been just a helpless , a low profile.

He carried Prince Rui to Xinyang Palace, Prince Rui hid himself in the corner of the palace wall and asked him to call the door.

Many years later, he still remembers when the palace door opened, and the person standing with his back inside turned around in response to the sound of the door opening.

The chaos in Gyeonggi seems to be going away in an instant, the fine snow is flying down, and the courtyard is thinly covered, a figure slowly leans sideways at the place where there are many beautiful branches, and a tree of white plums and early buds fades away, thousands of snowfalls, wide sleeves move lightly , Gentle and graceful.

This is the beginning of his fall, irresistible, regardless of the reason.

One day not long after, he will resign from office and leave Beijing, and will plan to leave from that gentle presence. Only he himself knows that he is running away from himself.And then he ends up staying back, knowing he can never escape again.

"I haven't seen you for ten years, Han Su." The warm voice was like falling snow, scattered on that uneasy early winter morning.He watched the attacking figure walking towards him and stepping out of the threshold, calmly and indifferently, so calm that even the precarious dynasty could not be shaken, some bearing was born with him, and some temptations emanated from his bones, which he couldn't resist.The time that had been standing still for ten years was surging at that moment.

He understood Prince Rui's persistence and persistence.

The only thing Prince Rui said to him was, "After the lonely death, the two younger brothers Gong Wang and Kang Wang will not have a good death. The prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty is only safe and sound. He is smart and wise, but not enough. Ruthless and emotional, if he is willing to ascend the throne in the future, support him with your wealth and ambition. If he has no intention of becoming the emperor, don't force him, just let this dynasty collapse, help him out of the palace, and take good care of him for Gu. He lived a happy life."

He surrendered several times, but was finally rejected, and he was also rejected from the vortex of palace disputes.He was the back road paved by Prince Rui. From then on, his life was destined to blend with one person.

It doesn't matter that person chooses to rule the world, or to be a commoner.

It doesn't matter whether that person is talented, wise, or mediocre.

No matter what the person said about drinking tea and looking at the scenery, it's still good to have you, regardless of rulers and ministers, teachers and students, or bosom friends.

No matter who that person sees in his eyes, who he can't forget in his heart, and who he chooses in the end.

He loves the Son of Heaven, from the moment the palace door opened, from the moment that figure turned towards him, it may not be long, but it is unforgettable.

He may not be his unique, he can still be his irreplaceable.

His love may have always been his own business, no matter it was, no matter now, no matter in the future, it has nothing to do with others.

Just like Ren Buhui said that the emperor has the emperor's choice, he has his persistence.

Just like Prince Rui's final choice, to take one last look under the cover of the palace wall, to walk the last journey alone, and he didn't want to see each other, and the farewell was heartbreaking.

That's moths to a flame.

That is the love that belongs to one person, one's persistence, and one's willingness.

The author has something to say: This is not the comforting version of Han Su’s side story that promised Bai Kaishui’s relatives. This is the end of the main text... It’s been too long since I’ve changed it, and life has given me too many hardships, so it’s hard to tell. Let your friends be healthy