Born of Worry

The author has something to say: I don't mean to blaspheme the classics, don't be serious...

Tempted forbearance (toughness), "willfulness" is the source of the brain hole of the whole article...

"So be tempted to endure and gain what you can't..."

——So you have to be tempted, you have to be willful, and you can do things that you can't do normally...

—— "Records of the First Emperor"

01

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was a burst of undisguised laughter from the bedroom in the middle of the night. The little emperor was pounding the table and laughing wildly, almost slipping to the ground. He had no image of an emperor at all, and the one who made him laugh so far was precisely It is the quite old "Records of the First Emperor" in his hand.

"What is the record of the former emperor? From my point of view, it's just... just... hahahaha..."

A group of palace maids and guards who were watching the night outside the palace heard the laughter, their eyelids twitched wildly, but at the same time they were watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts. They had long been accustomed to the intermittent convulsions of the little emperor.

Today's saint, Li Xian, is eighteen years old... that's right, it's Li Xian, not Li Xi, who has the same pronunciation as a certain emperor who spent his whole life under the glory of his mother. Li Xian once doubted whether his father was Thinking that I was too dirty when I was born, I deliberately used the word "wash" to make myself wash well. Later, I felt that "wash" was too ugly, so I removed a little bit with a swipe of a pen, and became Li Xian today.

Li Xian had had enough of laughing, and picked up the crumpled "Records of the First Emperor" again, looked at it twice, and couldn't help bursting out laughing again.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Shunfa was raised among the peasants, Fu Shuo was raised among the boards, Jiaoge was raised among the fish and salt, Guan Yiwu was raised among the scholars, Sun Shuao was raised among the sea, and Baili Xi was raised among the city.

Therefore, when the heavens will give a great responsibility to people, they must first suffer their minds and wills, labor their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, empty their bodies, and disturb their actions.

People live in the past, and then they can change.Trapped in the heart, weighed in consideration, and then act; sign in the color, uttered in the sound, and then metaphor.If you enter, you will be helpless, and if you leave, you will be invincible to foreign patients, and the country will perish.Then know that was born of hardship, but died of well-being also. "

This famous statement came from "Mencius? Gao Zixia", and it was neatly transcribed on the first page of "The Records of the First Emperor". He translates it like this:

"Shun's first shot was Hegou... This taste is a bit strong. Fu said it was hardened between plates, Jiaoge was hardened in fish and salt, Guan Yiwu was hardened against scholars, and Sun Shuao was hardened in the sea , Bailixi was so hard at the market..."

"That's why when the heavens entrust these people with heavy tasks, they must first make their minds hard... let them be | exhausted, make their body and skin hungry and thirsty, and leaving him makes them feel empty and tired, so You have to be tempted, you have to be willful, and you can do things that you can't do normally..."

When Li Xian saw this, he was laughing so hard that he felt that the late emperor was simply a talent. How dare he write down such vulgar and undisguised debauchery, and let future generations look up to him? How thick it must be.

He suppressed his laugh and continued to look down:

"A person's first time will always be done before he knows how to correct it, think clearly in his heart, and only after weighing and thinking can he do it; conquer him with beauty, let him moan|groan, and then he can understand being|fucked When I went in, there was no legalist whisk... What is a whisk? Is it a tool, like a whisk? It seems to be very useful. Why don't I send someone to make one? But it's not a Taoist What about the Legalists..."

The first emperor's complaints were also so generously placed on the paper, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he had no ink in his stomach. Li Xian couldn't help laughing, and read the last sentence:

"Without the crisis of enemy invasion and rampant foreign aggression, we can't come out... How long will this last... Mencius, you don't need to write, I understand you, if we two brothers were born in the same dynasty, I must have more Give you a few male pets to play with, let you have a good time."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Li Xian laughed until his cheeks ached, rubbed his face, and wrote a few words at the end of the page with a pen:

"I understand you too."

After he finished writing, he threw away the pen and the book, and lay sprawled on the dragon bed. He squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth. He felt that he was in a particularly comfortable mood, as if he hadn't been so happy in the past two years.

Since his bastard father coaxed him into the position two years ago, and he turned himself into the Supreme Emperor, Li Xian's life has not been so easy. Every day, he has a headache watching a group of pedantic old men arguing. , I think back then, he was only 16 years old! 16 years old!Youth, beauty, and good times are just ruined in vain!well!

But at this moment, he didn't have the time to lament the injustice of fate. He squinted his eyes and went through the "Records of the First Emperor" in his mind again, thinking that it's no wonder the bastard father didn't let him read it, the content was simply unsightly.In my heart, there was a feeling of sympathy with the former emperor. Unfortunately, the age is different. This bohemian guy should be able to trace back to his great-grandfather...

Speaking of the former emperor, he was really a man of influence, not only did he blatantly engage in Long Yang's obsession with breaking his sleeves, he even encouraged the court to share the peaches together, acted recklessly and was very dissolute, but this guy was in the twenties For the rest of the year, the weather was smooth, the weather was smooth, the people were healthy and the neighbors were harmonious, it was a peaceful and prosperous age, no matter how much posterity tried to slander him, they couldn't find anything to say. They only said that his life was all about luck. To put it bluntly, God blessed him. A blind cat meets a dead mouse , When the crooked strike is right, the world will be prosperous and peaceful.

Of course, some people say that the emperor actually sold his appearance in exchange for the stability of the four realms... Ahem, I don’t know if this is a rumor or not, but one thing is true and reliable, that is, when this guy gets older, Realizing that he had been with a man all his life and had no heirs, after much deliberation, he simply threw the Chuanguo Yuxi into the hands of his youngest brother, and dragged his family out to have a good time.

I have to say, this kind of bearing is really... rare in the world... Although after his actions, the wind of broken sleeves has been popular for decades, and it lasts for a long time...

Given Li Xian's lackluster mind, he couldn't think too much, he squinted his eyes, and said slowly, "Xiao Hei, come out."

The man's tall figure silently appeared beside the bed, with a bit of helplessness and melancholy in his tone, "My name is not Xiao Hei, I am Mo Wen."

"Okay, okay, Xiaomo."

This feeling is good, and "earth" was added under the word "black". Mo Wen felt that his originally quite literary name became more earthy than "Xiao Hei" in an instant, so he couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

"Xiao Mo, I think this former emperor is really a character. How could such a shameful thing become justifiable once he messed with it? Sigh, if I can be like him..."

"Your Majesty," Mo Wen couldn't help interrupting him, "Does Your Majesty imagine that he will govern a peaceful and prosperous world, or do you want to...have a wind of breaking sleeves?"

"This..." Li Xian blushed a little, and muttered, "It would be best if both of them do it..."

"Go to bed early, it's late, and you have to go to court tomorrow."

The illusion was ruthlessly shattered, the little emperor whimpered and thought of the morning court that was so painful, his good mood turned into smoke and drifted away, looking at the culprit, he gritted his teeth and said: "You stinky dragon, you know how to spoil my mood, look at my mood today. Don't pressure you to sleep at night!"

"..."

Of course, what he said about sleeping under pressure was nothing more than pulling off the black and red dragon robe on his body, spreading it on the bed, and pressing the vivid black dragon embroidery on it tightly under his body.

Mo Wen stared at him speechlessly, the helplessness on his face became more obvious, and he only said after a while: "Your Majesty, it's a sweet dream."

That's right, Mo Wen is a dragon, a majestic big black dragon, responsible for protecting the emperor's safety, usually attached to the embroidery of his dragon robe.

Li Xian got bored with him for a while and then fell asleep. Mo Wen looked at the dragon robe under him, but he really didn't have the desire to attach himself to it. He picked up the crumpled "Minutes of the First Emperor" and read a few pages. The facial expressions are wonderful.

He sat down by the bed, looked at the sleeping little emperor, couldn't help but reached out and touched his cheek lightly, thinking that he had a face that confuses all living beings, it's not good to be an emperor, but he wants to be an emperor... …

Well, although he didn't want to, he had to blame his bastard father, there were many sons, but very few of them succeeded.The eldest son, Li Kuang, is a martial idiot. He is proficient in swords, guns and sticks.Back then, when his father wanted to make him the crown prince, this guy actually used his lightness kung fu to jump out of the palace wall and escape for tens of miles, until his father was so angry that one came out of his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

The second son, Li Ling, is the exact opposite of his elder brother. He is a nerd, and he likes to recite poems and compose Fu when he has nothing to do. The beauty of a woman is actually used on a man, but as the name suggests, this Li Ye really has a good appearance, but unfortunately he is notorious for his broken sleeves, and he often goes in and out of the court with his arms around the man. After several years of admonishment to no avail, he turned a blind eye and let him go.

The fourth child is Li Xian, and I have to say that he is more well-behaved than his brothers. Although he is young and occasionally self-willed, his conduct is still good, not as nonsensical as his brothers.He also has a younger sister, Li Ning, who is fifteen years old. She is lively and lovely yet calm and dignified. The Supreme Emperor likes her so much that he lets her stay by his side. The relationship between father and daughter is quite good.

Poor Li Xian was tricked into ascending to the throne at the age of 16, and his teeth itch with anger seeing his bastard daddy at ease.

The little emperor was so excited last night that he didn't go to sleep until midnight. The immediate consequence was that he couldn't get up the next day. Last morning, he felt like he had cramps and scraped his bones. His upper and lower eyelids had already fought for [-] rounds. What are the old men saying below? Almost didn't listen to a word, just unconsciously responded to "what Aiqing said is very true", "what Aiqing said is reasonable", "just do what Aiqing said" and so on.

After finally finishing the morning court, Li Xian hurried back to the bedroom to catch up on sleep.When he woke up at Si Shi, he rubbed his eyes and sat up, without calling the maid, he opened his arms and said, "Xiao Mo, change my clothes."

Mo Wen glanced at him, indifferent, "Put it on yourself."

Li Xian already knew how dead he was, and didn't expect him to really change his clothes, so he took a long time to get dressed, and then heard him say: "The Supreme Emperor invites you to have lunch."

"Oh... huh? My father invited me over? No, he didn't know that I stole the "Records of the First Emperor", did he?"

"It's a guilty conscience." Mo Wen sarcastically said, "You read that torn book with great interest, and you deserve it if your father catches you."

"Hey, how can it be called a broken book... Forget it, I'll be there in a while." Li Xian stood on tiptoe and put his arms around his neck, "Little Mo, can you go with me?"

"not good."

"why?"

"I don't want to go."

"What are you afraid of being seen by others, and there are no outsiders... Hey, can you be a little lower, I am struggling to reach you..."

Li Xian has always been concerned about his height. Although he is not actually short, all three of his elder brothers are taller than him, and even his younger sister has to catch up with him, let alone the one named Mo. Kiss me! He had to stand on tiptoe with his mouth, which made him very depressed.

Mo Wen looked at the little emperor, thinking that he was doomed in this life.His identity is semi-public in the palace, but in fact, he should silently guard by his side and never be discovered.

He felt that he was probably the most failed dragon, because he showed his figure within ten days after he came to the little emperor. At that time, Li Xian had just come to power, and everything was complicated. He couldn't sleep well at night, so he sent someone to smoke incense An Mian, it turned out that it was a coincidence that the incense was called "Mian Long Xiang", and it might not be of much use to him, but it directly made Mo Wen oversleep, and he forgot to hide his body after sleeping so hard, the next day When Li Xian woke up, he felt something was added to the quilt, and when he grabbed it, it turned out to be a pocket-sized little black dragon sleeping soundly.

After being held in his hand for a long time, Mo Wen woke up in a daze, staring at each other for a while, but he was speechless for a moment. Thanks to Li Xian's nervousness, he came up and asked, "Xiaolong, what's your name?"

Mo Wen was also sleepy, so he answered him without thinking, and realized it was not good after answering.It turns out that once every dragon that guards the emperor tells the name to the person it guards, it means that it will no longer be able to hide in front of him. Mo Wen looked at the emperor's elated face and complained endlessly, thinking that being a dragon can It's rare to fail like this.

When he came back to his senses, he felt that he was still too young at that time, so he was firmly tied up in the palace by the little emperor... although he was willing.Seeing his hopeful expression, he couldn't bear to refuse, and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

"Really?!" Li Xian was about to jump up, "I'll clean up right now, we'll go right away."

"..."