Great Sui Guoshi

The guarding valet came forward with a towel and gently wiped it for the emperor. The old man's eyes were a little cloudy. Hearing the creaking sound of the door opening, a figure strode in striding in reflecting the sunlight shining in from the other side.

"Amo?"

"Your Majesty, it's my minister Li Yuan."

"Uncle De?" Yang Jian squinted his eyes hard, saw the person coming, and smiled: "I almost regarded you and Amo as the same person, where is he now?"

Li Yuan, who came in, closed the door lightly, walked to the side of the dragon couch, looked at the weak uncle on the couch, and felt a little frustrated. He lost his father since childhood, and spent most of his time in Yang Jian's residence. Not too much.

Li Yuan took a deep breath, squatted down with the sound of armor rubbing, approached the old man and said in a low voice:

"Return to Your Majesty, the prince is coming soon."

This morning, the news of Yang Yong's dismissal as Crown Prince had already spread in the palace. Even if Yang Guang had not been issued an edict at this time to make Yang Guang the Crown Prince, the emperor's oral edict in the early dynasty could be regarded as establishing the future position of the King of Jin.

Therefore, it is not too abrupt for Li Yuan to say that Yang Guang is the prince.

'cough cough~~~'

The sleeping hall was quiet for a while, the silent old man on the dragon couch suddenly started coughing, the eunuch hurriedly fetched the spittoon, Li Yuan also stood aside, reached out and patted his uncle on the back.

"Ouch....."

The eunuch who was kneeling and holding the spittoon saw a circle of blood floating on the clear water at the bottom of the bowl, screamed out in fright, realized something was wrong, and hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth, Li Yuan's eyes glared angrily, and he was about to pull out the sword at his waist handle.

"Shu De, forget it."

Yang Jian was unable to speak, and shook his palm at the eunuch again: "Go."

After the old man breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Li Yuan who was standing there, and smiled: "You, why are you angry with an eunuch? It's only natural to exclaim."

"Your Majesty... is right."

Over there, Li Yuan inserted the part of the tiger-head sword hilt back into its sheath, and stretched out his hand to help the old man sit on the bedside, and the latter continued to smile.

"Don't worry about your majesty, you are surrounded by maids and eunuchs, and there are no ministers. Today you will be called my uncle."

"uncle."

It has been a long time since Li Yuan addressed Yang Jian on the Great Treasure, and his voice trembled when he called out the familiar words from his mouth.

"His Majesty!"

At this time, a eunuch's voice sounded outside the palace gate: "The prince is here."

"Let him in."

Yang Jian patted the hand of the nephew next to him: "You grew up with Amo, in the future, help him more, if you can't listen to the advice, find a place where no one is around, and join him for a meal. It should be for me."

While speaking, the palace door opened again, and Yang Guang, who was dressed in normal clothes, had tears on his face. As soon as he came in, he threw himself in front of the bed and knelt on the ground with a bang.

"Father, my son is here."

"It's good to come here...what to do on your knees." Yang Jian asked him to get up, and pointed to Li Yuan who was beside him, "I just told Uncle De about you, and your cousins ​​will help each other in the future."

Li Yuan and Yang Guang are a little older, but they grew up in the same yard. The former also played the role of the elder brother more often, and often bought some street snacks for Yang Guang.

The two cousins ​​standing in front of the bed looked at each other, more or less recalling some scenes from their childhood, they all arched their hands towards the old man on the couch.

"My son (chen) will definitely go hand in hand with my cousin (cousin)!"

Yang Jian looked at the two of them, nodded with a smile, and let out a sigh of relief. The three chatted for a while. After Li Yuan went out, there were only father and son left in the dormitory. The old man was silent for a while, and said: "Today Early in the morning, your father abolished your elder brother's position as prince, do you feel guilty towards your elder brother?"

Yang Guang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, lowered his head slightly. When he heard this at first, he was also very surprised. In terms of intelligence, his elder brother, as a prince, is also conscientious in his reign. Loves to drink, loves to get together with literati and elegant guests to recite poems and paint...

"Actually, Duzhen's son doesn't hate anyone or like anyone."

As if he could see Yang Guang's thoughts, Yang Jian didn't say anything directly, he reached out to pat the back of his son's hand, and looked at the closed palace door over there.

"It's just that I don't like his hobbies. That's not what an emperor should have. Amo, you have to remember that as an emperor, you can't have too much preference for anything. Women, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, punishment, power tactics... ...too much liking, you will be addicted to it, and you will breed villains who use these things to please you, which will damage your virtue, dirty your heart, and blind your eyes. Don't think that things are for your father. It’s a lot of exaggeration, and once it happens, it’s too late to regret.”

The old man speaks every word very slowly, but with strength, teaching the future successor in front of him.

"Amo... You have to remember that you can no longer use your temper when you become an emperor, but I can rest assured that with the help of the national teacher, you should be able to restrain one or two, but you must remember that you cannot trust too much. There is also the Duke of Yue, he... can't be trusted, he has made great contributions, and has a heavy heart for power. When the father is there, he can suppress him, and he obeys the father, but once he is away, his ambition will breed. , whether you can suppress it depends on your ability."

Born in the emperor's family, Yang Guang knew these things more or less, but when he heard what his father said, his face was a little surprised, "The teacher of the state is gentle, so it shouldn't be so, but the Duke of Yue... He followed his father in life and death, so he can't be trusted?"

"Ha ha."

Yang Jian laughed, waved his hand, raised his hand with difficulty, and pointed to the dragon robe hanging on the shelf in the corner: "Because it is the emperor."

The hand dropped to the side of the silk quilt, and the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

"...I still have a lot of things to do. The Grand Canal I planned in my heart can only be measured. These things that benefit the country and the people and establish a century-old foundation are about to be handed over to you... ..It must be done well, but...don't act too hastily and waste people's strength, just finish it in your lifetime..."

"Yes, Erchen took it down."

Yang Guang clapped his hands in response, and shook his hand towards the old man leaning on the bedside: "What I want to say as a father, I can't finish it all day and night, I'm a little sleepy, you go out, take good care of your mother, she will spend her whole life, In fact, I have worked harder and harder than ordinary women, and I owe her a lot."

The phlegmatic words gradually stopped, and the old man gradually fell asleep leaning on the wooden pillow. Yang Guang covered him with a quilt, bowed and quietly exited the palace gate. it's here.

Sunset is fading.

Birds flew over the city tower, outside the east gate of Chang'an, the soldiers who were checking the entrance and exit of the city gate looked at the sky, isolated the people and merchants who still wanted to enter and exit, the moment the city gate was closed, a cloud of smoke flew along the official road in the distance Come, scared the soldiers on the tower to ring the bells and drums.

son acridine acridine acridine ~~

A donkey brayed and neighed, and the smoke and dust swept away to one side, revealing a scholar in a blue shirt and white robe, who turned over, and behind him was a Taoist priest, who staggered off the donkey's back with his mouth covered. The door was pushed open, and a big toad jumped out, squatting on the side of the road with the Taoist and vomiting "wow".

"National...National teacher..."

The sharp-eyed soldier recognized who the scholar riding the donkey was, and hurried to the other side of the wall, shouting down: "Open the city gate, the national teacher is going to enter the city!!"

Boom~~~

More than a dozen soldiers pulled, the winch turned, slowly opened the city gate, and let out a heavy moan. Lu Liangsheng called the Taoist priest and master who came over to wipe their mouths. Under the curious eyes of the soldiers on both sides, they stepped into the city without stopping for a moment. The imperial city passed by.

......

It was dark, and the palace was brightly lit.

The sleepy old man woke up again, and saw the woman sitting on the edge of the bed with wet eyes, and scratched the corner of her eyes with his hand.

"Queen, what time is it?"

"Just arrived at Xu time."

"I slept for three hours without knowing it, and I feel like I haven't slept enough."

Yang Jian still had a smile on his face, wiped the tears on his wife's cheeks, joked a few words, looked at the gate of the palace, it was quiet outside, there was no sound at all.

"Queen, is the national teacher... back?"

"I'm back, on my way."

Dugu Jialuo actually didn't know whether Yang Su had found Lu Liangsheng. Right now, he could only comfort her husband in this way. Just after he finished speaking, a voice sounded outside.

"Your Majesty, my minister Lu Liangsheng is back."

Those words were like a gust of spring breeze blowing into the closed doors and windows, which lifted the old man's spirit suddenly, his face flushed, and he could sit up by himself without the queen's support.

"National teacher, come in quickly!"

The old man called out in a high-pitched voice.

The woman on the side looked puzzled, looked around, and her heart skipped a beat, because she didn't hear any sound at all.

Your Majesty, are you hallucinating?

Chapter 533 Stars fall into the night, once brilliant as the Milky Way

The lights were flickering, and the flickering light quietly illuminated the furnishings in the palace. Dugu Jialuo stood up with his sleeves on his arms, looked left and right, not to mention seeing people, there was not even a trace of unnecessary movement, both sides bowed their heads The maids and eunuchs around him were also motionless, like clay sculptures.

"Your Majesty...the concubine did not hear the voice of the national teacher."

She didn't dare to say that the emperor heard it wrong, and turned around shaking the pearl hairpin, but the husband who was leaning on the bed stretched out his legs, and he had the strength to sit on the edge of the bed.

Seeing this scene, the queen didn't care about the national teacher and the voice, she hurried up to help, dragged her long skirt and squatted down, persuading Yang Jian to put on his shoes.

"Your Majesty, you haven't healed yet, how can you go down to the ground... Bare feet are easy to get cold..."

As he spoke, the corners of his eyes became wet and red, and his words choked up. Sitting on the edge of the bed, the emperor looked at his wife who was buried in helping him put on his shoes and socks. He caressed her black hair unconsciously, and ran his fingertips across strands of hair. , not only some exclamation.

"Jia Luo, you still have black hair, but I have white hair."

"The concubine is just tearing off the white hair that grows, and if it grows, pull one..." Dugu Jialuo raised his face, smiled a little with red eyes, and went to hang the hair on the shelf. Take off the dragon robe on your back, come over and put it on for your husband, and tie the jade belt.

"If you don't talk about it, maybe there are more gray hairs than His Majesty."

These words made the emperor over there amused, and Xu Xu pointed out: "You...you still make me happy...Only you know what I like to hear."

Feeling that his wife turned behind to tidy up his robes and take the imperial crown, Yang Jian waved his hands.

"No need for that, just see the national teacher alone, there is no need to be so grand, queen, you can go back to the palace to rest."

"Yes."

Probably there are still some things that Dugu Jialuo wanted to say, but she knew that her husband didn't want to let her stay here, so she bowed low, opened the door of the palace and retreated, then raised her face, in the dim light of the palace , Yang Jian's figure gradually disappeared between the slowly closing doors until he disappeared.

"His Majesty......"

Dugu Jialuo covered her mouth and almost cried, instead of leaving, she walked to the side of the palace gate, and her son Yang Guang helped her to sit on the brought chair.

"Mother, it's okay, the national teacher will arrive later, father and emperor will definitely be fine."

Over there, the woman didn't speak, but shook her head.

Many of the civil and military officials below, many of whom followed Yang Jian all the way to conquer this magnificent mountain and river, saw the woman's weeping expression, raised their heads and closed their eyes one by one, sighing.

Amidst the silence and sighs, everyone suddenly felt a gust of fresh wind blowing past them, and when someone raised their head, they saw a blurry figure passing directly between the civil and military personnel on both sides.

"Yes... National Teacher..."

Before the man finished speaking, Min Changwen covered his mouth with his hand: "At this juncture, don't say too much."

Under the eaves of the palace, Yang Guangda, who was comforting his mother, also felt it. In his averted vision, the blurred figure was solidified under the lantern under the eaves. It was Lu Liangsheng who had rushed back all the way.

Nodding to the empress and prince on one side, without pushing the door, he stepped straight through the palace door, and followed closely with his whole body.

In the dimly lit sleeping hall, Yang Jian was wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a large chair surrounded by carved golden dragons. Hearing the slight sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes slightly, with a smile on his face.

"The national teacher is here?"

"Chen Lu Liangsheng, I'm late."

The scholar who came in through the palace gate saw the figure sitting upright, reflected by the candlelight, even though there was some blood on his face, it was still gray and white, and his lips were black and black, which was a sign that the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry.

"Hehe... No one can say for sure about this, even I myself don't know, when will I fall down, the national teacher sits down and talks."

Yang Jian raised his hand and asked the maid to bring a chair, and invited Lu Liangsheng to sit down. Seeing that he also had a solemn expression, his chuckle turned into a loud laugh.

"The life and death of a person is determined by the sky. Besides, he is not dead yet, why should the national teacher have the same expression as them?"

The loud laughter spread outside, which stunned the officials, queen, prince and clan members who were waiting outside. They didn't understand why His Majesty laughed out loud for a moment.

"Maybe I think of something happy..." Someone whispered.

dorm.

After the old man finished speaking, he was quiet for a while. Lu Liangsheng stretched out his hand to pull out a wisp of mana, and touched the opponent's wrist. He felt that it was a body that was about to lose vitality. After all, his face was a little gloomy. Dozens or hundreds of years of comrades can't be indifferent to the kind of people who are about to die, let alone people who have sorrows and joys, can be considered human beings.

"Your Majesty can really face death calmly?"

"Hehe...how can't it be, when I dared to go to the battlefield, I would die at any time, I've seen through it a long time ago."

Yang Jian smiled, then pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were a little wandering, looked at Lu Liangsheng opposite, and shook his head slightly.

"But... I'm also afraid that my time is too short. I haven't had a good look at the fallen Jiangshan Sheji, and I haven't dressed her up more beautifully."

Looking straight ahead into the eyes, tears flowed down and wet the skirt of his clothes.

The flickering candlelight shone on the old man's face, his skinny hands wiped away the tears on his cheeks, his body leaning against the back of the chair trembled slightly, and he hunched a little weakly.

"The world is dangerous, and soldiers meet each other... I can't see how far the Sui Kingdom has gone, the national teacher... I will ask you for the rest, Amo is very smart and hardworking, It's just...the more things to do...I want to do it as soon as possible...I'm a little impatient...From now on, I will restrain him for me. If I can't hear people's words, I will just Hit him for me...until he wakes up!"

Lu Liangsheng looked at the old man, sighed, closed his eyes slightly and nodded.

"Your Majesty, don't worry."

In the candlelight, Yang Jian saw the scholar nodding his head in agreement, and laughed again, as if he had exhausted his last bit of strength, and said nothing, put his hands on his knees, sat up straight, with smiling eyes, slowly close.

The old man walked the last journey of his life.

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