three feet away from me

In autumn, the weather seems to have cooled down suddenly. Every morning, the eaves are covered with frost, and the hot air exhaled from the mouth when the window is opened turns into white air.

Clothes are added, the stove is gradually lit, spring and autumn change, season after season, life is still the same, and it will not stop because someone disappears, but it will change.

Du Xingqing was sitting in the room, holding the soldier talisman that was snatched from Xie's mansion in his hand, staring at the pattering rain outside the window in a daze.

Sliding his fingertips over the soldier talisman, Du Xingqing couldn't help laughing when he thought of the little boy who secretly stuffed the soldier talisman into his arms.

After coming back from the mountains, Du Xingqing slept in the house for a whole day, and when he woke up, he found it. The cold air outside the house was overwhelming, and the hand holding the soldier talisman was frozen, but Du Xingqing didn't realize it. He lowered his head Thinking, should I give this soldier talisman? His father.

Just as he was hesitating, the door was kicked open, and King Pingyang strode in. He glanced at him heavily, and saw what Du Xingqing was holding in his hand.

How could Du Yuansou fail to recognize the soldier talisman after leading troops in battle all his life!

"Are you trying to piss me off!" King Pingyang tried his best to hold back his temper, and still slapped the table loudly. He still remembers the bastard who said? Did you? Find the soldier talisman? , what is in his hand now, shit!

"Father, can you calm down a bit," Du Xingqing knocked the soldier talisman on the table, turned his head to the princess who came in, and said, "Mother has to persuade her from time to time. Such a temper is getting old, right? It's not good for your health."

Du Yuansou choked his breath in his throat. Now that the threshold for stability is low, anyone can say it? It's a few words, it's Du Xingqing's turn to persuade him to calm down. Who was the person who demolished the tiles in the house before?

The concubine tugged at King Pingyang's court clothes, and gave him a warning look. Du Yuansou snorted and sat down opposite Du Xingqing, the young couple of the prince and concubine.

The past few days? Things have been a bit tortuous and ups and downs. It's time to be beaten and scolded. Du Yuansou doesn't want to chase after him anymore. What do you teach?

Du Xingqing, on the other hand, was very calm when he was arrested. Du Yuansou didn't look very angry, or rather, he didn't really care that his father was angry because of this incident.

Du Xingqing pushed the soldier talisman forward: "Here? You."

Du Duyuan glanced at the soldier talisman: "Here? What am I doing?"

"Here? You dispatch troops and generals, aren't you planning to usurp the throne?"

Hearing the rebellious words, Du Yuansou's hands were itchy again, and he couldn't stop the urge to slap him?

"Qing'er," before Du Yuansou, the princess cast a reproachful glance at Du Xingqing: "Why are you talking to your father?"

"My son said something wrong," Du Xingqing bowed his hands politely and reasonablely to his father, "Don't blame me, father."

Du Xingqing used to be unscrupulous, but now he has become a little sensible. Du Yuansou is not used to it, he waved his hand: "I don't know what you think in your heart, what you say sounds nice, but you can't tell in your heart How dare you scold me!"

Du Xingqing smiled: "How could that be?"

"I have to tell you something." Du Yuansou raised his eyebrows and became serious: "It's been so long since you and Wen Xucong, besides, people have..."

Du Xingqing frowned, and his whole body sank visibly with the naked eye.

"Didn't I tell you? About this!" Du Yuansou yelled, "A man has a bit of a spine, you won't be alive if he's gone!"

"No? Is there anyone alive?" Du Xingqing frowned, leaned on the chair wearily, and looked up at the roof: "Are you here? Want to say? What?"

Of course Du Yuansou didn't come here to talk about this with Du Xingqing, right? To him, it's a pity that the child from the Wen family died, but everyone has their own destiny. He thinks extremely selfishly, right? Everyone Well, if he doesn't die...

The decisive King Pingyang did not allow himself to think about such a waste of time.

He came here today because he has a very urgent matter to discuss with Du Xingqing.

"Your Majesty, you are dead."

"What?" Even if Du Xingqing's heart was ashamed now, he also felt absurd when he heard the news. The current emperor is one year younger than his father, and Du Yuansou is an upright man, how could the emperor do that?

"Is it true, corpse? Already in the coffin, the clothes I put on him,"

Du Yuansou also felt dazed and unreal. He thought that he and the emperor would have a decisive battle in the city surrounded by soldiers, but he didn't expect the fact to be so ridiculous.

However, this is the fact. It rained all night, and a thin layer of ice froze on the steps in the early morning. Did the emperor go out of the palace to go to court? Pay attention to your feet, and you will slide down when you step on the ice. The eunuchs and maids were so frightened that they immediately threw away what they had at hand, but when the emperor was lifted up, it was already pitch black and lifeless.

A generation? Ninth Five-Year Supreme ended in such a hasty end, even Du Yuansou, an ambitious and rebellious courtier, couldn't help but sigh a few words.

"I didn't? I didn't expect him to die so easily. Come and go into the palace with me. The emperor's sons are all worthless, and they are all idiots. We have to get people's hearts to our side?"