Through the palace of the king of subjugation

Before Li Yu could finish his sentence, the sound of clapper outside the window took him one step ahead.

Mao time has come.

No matter what you're going through, time never stands still.

"You go first." Li Yu turned around and said to the man in black: "I will think about the solution myself, and I will ask the empress dowager again, so don't risk entering the palace again; when there is news, I will meet Xiao Yao, press Hand it out the old way."

"But, Your Majesty—"

The man in black stared at Baiou, apparently wanting to say something, but was interrupted by Li Yu sharply.

"It's dangerous for you to enter the palace rashly today. If I hadn't just sneaked out to see Su Momo, do you think you could get into Guangming Palace?" Li Yu stared at the man in black with sharp eyes. Is there anything more terrifying than the empress dowager crashing into this scene?"

White Gull watched silently from the side.

He was used to the vicious and ruthless Li Yu, but this was the first time he began to realize that the thin and handsome young man in front of him was also a generation of emperors.

The man in black looked burly and strong, but he was not lacking in agility, and soon disappeared into Jiang Xi's night.

"Mother." Li Yu turned around and kept avoiding Bai Gu's eyes, and walked up to Madam Su, "Yu'er is leaving too, let Xiao Yao take you back to rest."

"No, no, no..." Madam Su quickly waved her hands, "It's almost dawn, how can the emperor go back to the palace alone, it would be great if someone caught him!"

"Hurry up." She grabbed Xiao Yao who was beside her, "Hurry up and send the emperor back."

Li Yu looked at Xiao Yao, and shook his head calmly; Xiao Yao looked at Su Momo and then at the little emperor, and froze in embarrassment.

White Gull was watching from the side, scratching his head helplessly.

"Hurry up and go back to the palace—" He stepped forward to take Su Nanny's hand holding Xiao Yao, and he was talking to someone with his back turned away, "I'll take Su Nanny back."

"You—" Li Yu clenched his fists slightly facing Bai Gu's back, "You go...Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao can go..."

Bai Gu ignored Li Yu, and carried Mammy Su on his back with his usual presumptuousness, "Are Mammy's legs and feet injured?"

He thought of the staggering figure that Su Momo had driven out of the house just now, and when he turned around, he said to Xiao Yao, "Do you want her to walk by herself? Can you carry it? Or is your master able to carry it?"

He bypassed Xiao Yao and walked towards the door. It was inconvenient for him to support the person with his hands, so he raised his foot and kicked open the poor wooden door, and walked out without looking back.

He didn't even glance at Li Yu the whole time.

"He—" Li Yu looked at the direction where Bai Gu's figure disappeared, "I'm angry."

"Your Majesty is worrying too much." Xiao Yao bowed, and respectfully stretched out a hand in front of Li Yu, "Go back."

With his back behind his back, Bai Gu went in the direction Su Momo said.

Madam Su is not tall, so it doesn't take much effort for him to carry it on his back, but last night there was a shallow layer of snow on the ground, it is still early, and no one has cleaned it up; this is the first time he has carried someone on his back. The soles of my feet slipped, and I walked very slowly all the way.

"I haven't seen Mammy for a long time." He stared at his feet carefully, without raising his head when he spoke, "Why are you hurt?"

"It's too cold, I don't know if that ignorant person just poured water in front of the door, and it froze. The old slave went out early, and it was still dark, so I didn't look carefully." Su Momo said with a sigh , "I am old and useless, and I have to trouble the white guard."

Do you have to get up early for the job of pouring buckets?It's really not what a person of such an age should do.

"Nurse—" Bai Gu also sighed, "Why don't you ask His Majesty to give you an easier job."

"Your Majesty..." Su Momo's voice was very soft, "It's for the good of this old slave."

She said with a smile, "The white guard is still young, if you stay in this deep palace for a few more years, you will understand."

Do you still want to stay in this palace?

White Gull curled his lips, thinking that there was no need for it.

However, there were indeed two words in Su Momo's words that reached his heart - young.

He has never had any close parents and brothers in his life, and the only elder in his life may be the school teacher; who has never been confused in his teens and 20s, but now, it seems that there is suddenly an old man who can guide him.

"Nurse—" He walked to a wall to hide from the wind, and stopped in his tracks, "Can White Gull ask you a question?"

"The old slave is an old woman who has never read a book, but she has lived for most of her life, and finally she has seen a lot of people and things." Madam Su said kindly: "If you can help the white guard, it will be the blessing of the old slave." .”

"If there's a family, very, very poor, starving to death, you know they'll be fine three years from now, but next year will be tough. You can get them through next year now, but— —”

White Gull turned around and smiled bitterly.

"But if you help now, you can't guarantee that they will have a good life in three years. Will you still help?"

"Was the white guard born in a good family?" Su Momo patted Bai Ou's shoulder with a smile, "Looking at it, it's clear that I haven't lived a hard life."

"The poor don't think about next year, let alone three years later."

"How will the old slave know what will happen in three years? The old slave can't answer the question of the white guard; but the old slave has lived the life of the poor."

"The poor only think about whether they can have enough to eat today. They don't even have time to think about tomorrow. What are they talking about for three years?"

"If you're hungry, you won't live for three years."

After living in the snow, the temperature was even lower, Bai Gu listened to what Madam Su said, and looked at the old man's white breath beside his ear.

For more than 20 years, he lived as he wanted, only doing what he wanted without affecting others; but when fate pushed him to do multiple-choice questions for others, he couldn't find the correct answer.

Until this moment, he suddenly understood that there was never any need for anyone to make choices for whom, and the premise of everything was to be alive.

He has been hesitating, if he really reverses the situation that Shangning will decline next year, will it change the foregone conclusion that Beiyin will annex Shangning three years later? If so, will it erase the prosperous future of Kangping.

But if those people can't survive next year, what's the point of choosing after three years?

If I can really do something, why stand by and make choices for those people?

As long as they live, history will always make its own choice.

According to the historical records, the time when Shang Ning went to decline basically coincided with the time when Bei Yin became strong.

On the road of Beiyin's prosperity, there are two things that are indispensable——

And these two things, the little emperor just needs them right now.

Standing in the center of the storm, White Gull finally accepted the change of identity from an innocent bystander to a witness of history; then he gradually began to believe that he might be the creator of history.

"Mom." He smiled relievedly, turned his head and said to Su Momo, "You fell and injured, will His Majesty teach Xiao Yao to visit you often?"

"Yes." Su Momo smiled lovingly, "The emperor sympathizes with this old slave, and teaches Xiao Yao to deliver medicine every night."

"Then when you see Xiao Yao again, give Bai Ou a message." Bai Ou turned his head and walked forward, "Three days later, at the third quarter of the ugly hour, let His Majesty wait for me in the gazebo, just say—"

White Gull's voice paused along with his steps, "Just say that I will teach him to play the song before."

"Gazebo?" Su Momo was puzzled for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Are you going to help the emperor?"

"Well, the gazebo." Bai Gu's smile finally cleared up with the weather, but it just bypassed Su Mama's question, "Your Majesty knows."

"This old slave knows that you are a good person. In fact, the emperor is also a good boy." Madam Su sighed, "As an old woman, I don't understand important national affairs, but if it's not too troublesome...you help him."