Shi Hai's legacy

At the turn of spring and summer, Wu Xing, who was in the south of the Yangtze River, was already like a steamer, sweating profusely after walking a few steps.However, at noon when they were supposed to hide in the house to escape the heat, the road was full of people and horses.

"What's the matter? Why are you making so much noise?" The leading man frowned and tightened the reins, got off his horse, passed between the neat and orderly teams, and walked to the tail of the chaotic team.

Seeing that the leader had been alarmed, the soldiers at the end of the line dared not make a sound.

"What's going on!" Seeing that no one answered, the man immediately became angry.

A soldier who was a bit more courageous stepped forward timidly and replied: "Reporting to the King of Linchuan, it is this man who wants to go back to his hometown in a chariot and horse in the team, but I dare not promise easily, so there was a little dispute."

"My lord, please give me a ride back to my hometown. The road is so high and the weather is still so hot. I'm afraid the grass people will be buried in a foreign land halfway." Only then did the man notice this young man in scanty clothes. .Because of eating and sleeping in the open air, his face was covered with mud, but these insignificant mud could not cover up his original beautiful appearance.If it wasn't for the fact that his chest was almost naked, the man would have thought he was a girl dressed as a man.

The man looked at the boy's chest that was a little flushed from the sun, and suddenly felt a little thirsty. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "What's your name?"

Facing the majestic man, the young man didn't show the slightest fear, and replied, "I'm going to Han Manzi."

Han Manzi?He looks so elegant, why did his parents give him such an ugly name?man thought.

"I am Chen Qian, the king of Linchuan. I can help you return home, but in exchange, how about you staying by my side to serve me?" The man was born as a general, and he went straight to everything. He didn't like and didn't have the patience to go around in circles.

The young man sized Chen Qian up, then made up his mind and nodded.

"Don't use this name anymore, I'll change it for you... How about calling it Han Zigao?" Chen Qian stretched out his hand to Han Zigao. Han Zigao hesitated for a few seconds, and then put his hand on Chen Qian's broad and strong palm.

He said, "That Zigao thanked King Linchuan."

Han Zigao was only 16 years old that year and had not yet been crowned.He didn't know what kind of magnificent life he would have...

"My lord, the world is finally in your hands." Standing on the edge of the cliff, Han Zigao said to Chen Qian confidently.

Chen Qian looked at the young man in front of her and couldn't help but smile in relief.Han Zigao followed him for these years, watched him grow up, and taught him all his martial arts. To him, Han Zigao is a disciple, a son, and a lover.

"When I return to the capital and ascend the throne of God, I will definitely make you queen." Chen Qian said.He is a martial artist, he doesn't know how to speak politely, and he has never said anything politely to Han Zigao.But the moment he saw the chaotic wind blowing over Han Zigao's temples, he suddenly wanted to make a promise to Han Zigao.It doesn't matter if it was impulsive, at least at this moment he sincerely wants to share the world with Han Zigao.

After hearing what he said, Han Zigao didn't fully believe it, but just replied with a smile: "Then Zigao thanked Your Majesty first."

It was late, and the two returned to their tents.It's time to go back to the palace tomorrow. I don't know how many people in the world wish Chen Qian would die on the way and never go back.That night, Han Zigao sat on top of Chen Qian, sweating profusely, feeling confused, he thought, after a while, I won't be able to monopolize you.Thinking of this, he couldn't feel the sadness in his heart, and he shed tears through the pain in his body.

"Crying?" Chen Qian didn't know what the person in front of her was thinking at the moment, she just thought that she made the other person very satisfied.

Han Zigao nodded, and then covered his eyes with his arms.He remembered that when he was a child, his father once said that men should not cry at will.

No one knew that this bloodthirsty general who killed people like hemp on the battlefield actually shed tears because of a man on a moonless night.

Everything went very smoothly. The road to the capital was not as difficult as Han Zigao expected. It was as if Chen Qian was destined to become the emperor.When they stepped into Nanjing City, they rushed to the imperial palace immediately.According to the rules, Chen Qian first rejected the throne several times, then all the ministers knelt down to beg, and finally "reluctantly" sat on the dragon chair.

With the new emperor ascending the throne, everything is waiting to be done.

Today is the day to reward the officials. Han Zigao woke up from Chen Qian's bedroom. After getting dressed early, he walked into the crowd and waited for Chen Qian's reward.

A series of imperial edicts were promulgated, and finally it was Han Zigao's turn.Although he did not fully believe Chen Qian's oath made a few months ago, he was not without expectations.

"Zigao has been following me for so many years, conquering the east and west, during which all the lovers saw the hard work, so they named him the son of Wenzhao County, with three hundred households in the city. I don't know what you think about it? "

Sure enough, what he gave was not what he promised, nor what he wanted.But it doesn't matter, didn't I already guess that it was just his joke.

Han Zigao suddenly hated Chen Qian a little. If you couldn't do it, why did you promise to give me hope?

Han Zigao felt the voice of the ministers chanting "Shengming" was harsh, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't jump out and ask Chen Qian, "Why don't you let me be your queen".

He showed Chen Qian's favorite smile, walked out of the queue, knelt down, received the order, and thanked him.

When he walked back to the bedroom, Han Zigao's heart was empty as well, as if someone had torn a hole and leaked the rain.He thought Chen Qian would give him an explanation, but Chen Qian didn't.

Maybe he really forgot, Han Zigao thought.

If my daughter is so good, at least I can stand beside him openly, and I can give him a child, after all, how much he likes children.

While in Taozhiling, Han Zigao was stabbed in the back and hurt his neck, and he was bleeding profusely.Before he fell into a coma, he thought, it would be fine if he died like this, and it would make him feel that he owed me.

It would be fine if he died like this.Sitting alone on the dragon chair, Chen Qian regretted that she had built the best mausoleum for Han Zigao, and personally cut off a strand of her hair to be buried with him.Later, because Chen Qian couldn't bear the pain of losing Han Zigao, she soon died of depression, but it was also life and death.

How could it be so easy to die?The first to leave is always relaxed, leaving all sorrows to the widow.

Han Zigao is less than 30 years old, and he has half head of gray hair.He didn't marry a wife, and he had no heirs. He was alone, holding the power of the world, but he was waiting to die.

In the next life, can I be your queen?Han Zigao thought.

But this life is not over yet, how can I manage the next life.

But he can only look forward to the afterlife, after all, his lover who is also a teacher and friend no longer knows where he is.