The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

"I remember that I just wanted to sit on this seat, and I was naturally happy when I sat on it. If you think about the world, don't be happy too early." Li Yuan said: "Pei San, there is a hot iron plate under your butt."

It is because of this position that he has no home now.

Speaking of which, Li Yuan is also a miserable person. He lost his father in his youth, his wife in his middle age, and his son in his old age.

He enjoyed the happiness he should have enjoyed, but he also suffered the pain he should have suffered.

Life is like this, with gains and losses.

Pei Ji looked at the vast sky outside.

"All these changes are really too fast. Before I figured out anything, it's all over."

Li Yuan stood up.

"Actually, I have figured it out. Before the uprising in Jinyang, we drank every day and lived a happy life. Later, sitting here, it was...

Retire, maybe you can live a carefree life." Li Yuan said: "I hope so.

Life, living a few more years, isn't it good?

After I retire, everyone can help the prince wholeheartedly."

"I don't know what others think, but I, Pei San, have always followed Your Majesty!" Pei Ji knelt on the ground.

"Pei San, I know your thoughts best." Li Yuan helped Pei Ji up.

Pei Ji said this, Li Yuan also believed only half of it.

Li Yuan still knew what kind of person he was.

He let go of power, but Pei Ji did not let go.

However, Li Yuan also wanted to leave a way for the old ministers in the court.

That depends on Li Shimin's attitude.

Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony. Li Yuan wants to ask Li Shimin directly. There is no time left for him to test again.

In fact, the matter of Changsun Anye was a test thrown out by Li Yuan.

Now, there is nothing wrong with talking openly.

Therefore, in the Liangyi Hall, Li Yuan's old ministers sat on one side. After Li Shimin entered the hall, he saw such a scene and knew why His Majesty asked him to come here.

He walked to the top and sat down beside Li Yuan.

Pei Ji started to talk about the time when His Majesty and the old ministers used to be.

"I don't know when there will be such a time."

Li Shimin understood and glanced at his father.

This is to make a public promise to him that he would not touch them.

"I think, if I become the emperor, this good time will still be there, right?" Li Yuan looked at Li Shimin and asked.

Li Shimin listened and then responded.

"Your Majesty and the old ministers will have good times."

When he said this, Li Shimin couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Express your position today and ascend the throne tomorrow.

There will be no more changes in this matter.

"There will be wine!"

Li Yuan and Li Shimin looked at each other, and Li Shimin made a promise.

"Okay! Drink!"

Li Yuan drank with the ministers.

Li Shimin glanced at the empty seat after Li Yuan stood up.

In the evening, Pei Ji came to the East Palace with Li Yuan's edict.

Li Shimin seemed to have known it for a long time, dressed neatly, and sat in the East Palace.

Seeing Pei Ji coming, he wanted to stand up to greet him, but after thinking about it, he sat down again.

Pei Ji walked in, his expression was not happy, his face was expressionless, and he lowered his eyes to look at the edict of succession in his hand.

"Your Highness, the edict of succession of the emperor has been brought to you." Pei Ji said.

Li Shimin thought about it and did not move for a long time.

Then, he looked at Pei Ji.

"The prince accepts the edict."

Li Shimin stood up excitedly.

"Your Highness!" Fang Xuanling stood up quickly and stopped Li Shimin.

"Your Highness, please submit a letter of refusal. Although the edict of succession has arrived, you still have to submit a letter of refusal to avoid future slander from the world. As the saying goes, if you refuse three times and the edict does not allow it, then accept it. In this way, no one will talk about it in the future."

Li Shimin thought about it and it was right.

Reputation and outside talk must be taken into consideration.

Fortunately, Fang Xuanling reminded him.

Although he was very eager for this edict, he still had to pretend to be reserved.

He had to save face.

Li Shimin bowed his hands and said, "Duke Wei, you have made a wasted trip. Please report to His Majesty that I will submit a letter of humility to decline."

Pei Ji said, "Your Highness, don't worry, I will come again."

Pei Ji handed the edict in his hand to Li Shimin, and then bowed his hands and bowed and left the East Palace.

Li Shimin was anxious, but Fang Xuanling told Li Shimin not to worry.

Pei Ji ran back and forth, bringing Li Shimin's memorial to Li Yuan.

Li Yuan took the memorial and looked at it.

He looked helpless.

"Oh, how many more times do we have to go through this?"

Li Yuan was too lazy.

Give up the throne and accept it.Yes, why do you still have to do such a thing?

If you are not tired, I am tired.

Li Yuan rejected Li Shimin's memorial and then issued an edict.

"I hope this is the last time." Li Yuan said: "You go and re-draft an edict of succession and send it to the East Palace."

"Yes." Pei Ji responded.

He thought to himself that he had to run back and forth.

When he was in the East Palace, he clearly heard that he had to give in three times.

These three times, he had to do it.

Finally, after two more times, the East Palace finally accepted the edict.

Just waiting for tomorrow, the abdication ceremony to begin.

After the process was completed, the entire East Palace was full of joy. In contrast, both the Liangyi Hall and the Pei family looked lifeless.

The palace people in the palace were also busy doing the final inspection. There must be no mistakes in tomorrow's ceremony.

Li Shimin paced back and forth in the palace of the East Palace. Tonight was another sleepless night.

There was nothing else to do, but he was so happy that he couldn't hold back and couldn't sleep.

Fang Xuanling was also in the palace, accompanying Li Shimin.

Li Shimin stood in the palace, looking at the seat at the top.

In the past, he didn't dare to walk here.

Now, he can stand on the steps and sit in this position openly.

This is what he has always dreamed of!

When he was the King of Qin, it would be impossible to say that he had never thought about it.

With great ambitions in his heart, how could he not desire this chair.

Li Shimin walked up and sat on it.

"Xuanling, come, come, sit with me." Li Shimin waved his hand and asked Fang Xuanling to come forward.

"I call you His Majesty, not His Highness. You should say, come and sit with me." Fang Xuanling smiled and reminded: "The Great Tang, the successor of the clan society, tomorrow, you will be His Majesty."

One night is not a big deal, Fang Xuanling smiled and called His Majesty.

"Yes." Li Shimin responded.

"Your Majesty, you seem to be worried." Fang Xuanling asked.

"Nine years ago, the night before His Majesty ascended the throne, he sat in this position. He summoned me and I sat there." Li Shimin pointed to where Fang Xuanling was kneeling.