Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

While Han Jingyu's confession made Han Shiqing heave a sigh of relief, it also made him understand that his father actually supported Jiang Yu in his heart.

In fact, it doesn't just mean supporting Jiang Yu, but as long as he is good to the dynasty and the people, he supports them.

His father's loyalty is not pedantic and foolish loyalty, so it's much easier to handle.

At least in the future, if they are forced to seek refuge with Jiang Yu, his father's test will be considered passed.

As for why he came to the appointment, he himself is not quite clear.

During this time he thought a lot.

In his previous life, he didn't understand anything, he didn't understand anything, he just felt that all the misfortunes were caused by Jiang Yu, but now, even Jiang Yu is alive because his father deliberately let this kid go.

So is there a possibility that some of the things I saw before are actually a little bit different from the truth.

If this is the case, is there still a need for tension between him and Jiang Yu?

Is it better to cooperate than to hate blindly?

It was late at night, and Jiang Yu sneaked out of the General's Mansion, and walked along the long street to Pinglefang. From a distance, he saw the bright lights in Tianfeng Tea House, and vaguely heard a few applause.

It turned out that the storyteller in the teahouse stayed up most of the night, telling stories to the group of night owl tea friends.

He told the story of the nine sons of the former dynasty who seized the throne, and the description was so vivid that tea lovers could not blink their eyes when they heard it.

Jiang Yu was an outlier among this group of people. He found a corner by the window alone, drinking tea absently, and glanced at the street from time to time. His heart was anxious and irritable, which was completely different from his calm appearance. Very nervous.

"The eldest prince sent people to ambush along the official road early on, and when Zhang Huai and his party passed through here with the secret letter, they took them down in one fell swoop, leaving no one alive.

"It's cold in winter, and there are few people on the official road..."

It was cold at night, the door on the first floor of the tea house was tightly closed, and there was boiling water sitting on the stove in the room, and the heat was lingering.

Suddenly someone pushed the door and entered, blowing a gust of cold wind, attracting all the people present to look at it.

Seeing the person coming, Jiang Yu stood up abruptly, fixed his eyes on Han Shiqing, and felt sore and swollen in his heart.

He didn't dare to call the person's name, he just waved to Han Shiqing, indicating that he should sit here. After Han Shiqing took his seat, he was so nervous that he even forgot to exhale. He picked up the teapot and poured hot tea for Han Shiqing, shaking off two drops in a futile way.

Compared to Han Shiqing who finally got a good night's sleep when he untied his knots, Jiang Yu really lived like a wandering ghost these days, absent-minded when eating, absent-minded when doing things, and always waking up when sleeping.

All he thought about was what would he do if Han Shiqing didn't come?

A feeling of destruction surged in my heart, and was forcibly suppressed.

This kind of waiting, knowing that he would fail, drove him almost crazy.

On the contrary, when something you thought was impossible happened, the satisfaction and surprise you get is enough to soothe all the anxiety in your heart.

After living two lifetimes, Jiang Yu's age is obviously not too young, but at this time his behavior is more like his childish instability under his appearance.

He pushed the teacup towards Han Shiqing, and said dryly, "I, I didn't expect you to really come..."

All his strength turned into weakness at this moment, and he even seemed a little shy.

"Come here when you want to." Han Shiqing rarely taunted him, but called Xiaoer and asked him to serve them a few plates of pastries.

He came here stepping on a little bit, now it is the sixth quarter of the Hai hour, and there are only two quarters of an hour left before the sixth day of the first day.

"Jiang Yu." Han Shiqing was eating cakes and drinking tea. The storyteller's voice was not close to the two of them, but it was enough to cover their conversation.

"Ok?"

"Tell me about your plan." He looked at Jiang Yu and said, "How do you want to reproduce the prosperity of the Jiang Dynasty? Tell me."

Jiang Yu was taken aback, "You've never asked me this before, do you really want to hear it?"

In his previous life, he had his own way of governing the country. From the change of the land tax system, the change of the selection of officials, the harem system, the sacrificial system, and the promotion of integrity.

He has been in power for 11 years, the people are happy, and the dynasty is indeed prospering step by step.

However, Han Shiqing had never asked about these things, his ambitions and his ideals, and he didn't seem to care about them. Whenever the two met, they would always argue endlessly, making life and death, and swords drawn.

He had no intention of talking to Han Shiqing again.

"I want to hear it." Han Shiqing nodded.

This will be the key to whether he wants to tell Jiang Yu the secret.

Jiang Yu saw seriousness in his eyes, and was at a loss for a moment.

To be precise, it is moved accompanied by helplessness.

Not only did Shi Qing not speak ill of him tonight, but he also said that he wanted to know his thoughts. To be honest, he felt a little untrue.

But since this is an opportunity Shi Qing gave him, he must grasp it well.So, he spoke in a low voice, and tried his best to spell out his thoughts clearly.

Time passed quickly.

The watchmen outside rang the gong again, and it was already seven o'clock in Haishi.

After listening to Jiang Yu's plan, Han Shiqing drank the tea in the cup, put two more mung bean cakes in his arms, stood up and walked out, and motioned for Jiang Yu to follow.

"follow me."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yu didn't understand why Han Shiqing got up suddenly, and he was extremely worried about Han Shiqing's inner opinion of him.

Han Shiqing didn't answer him, but walked along the streets of Pinglefang. There were vendors selling gadgets along the way. He walked in front, picked and picked in front of the stalls, and finally chose a round bronze mirror the size of a palm. , the back is very thick, the mirror surface is yellowish, but it can also illuminate portraits.

He put the mirror in his sleeve pocket, walked on, bought another Kongming lantern to hold, and held a rabbit-shaped sugar figurine in his mouth.

Jiang Yu obediently followed behind him without disturbing him.

But this did not prevent him from observing Han Shiqing secretly.

The young man is wearing a dark blue cotton suit today, the bamboo pattern embroidered on the satin is very fine, half of his long hair is tied up with two hairpins, and half is left on his chest, and the back is gently shaking as he walks. Fresh and ethereal feeling.

He likes such a free and easy Han Shiqing, full of vitality like when he first met.

The two walked to the empty small stone bridge, with the bright moon hanging high, Han Shiqing took out the torch and lit the Kongming lantern according to the timing, and let the lantern out at the moment when the sixth day came.

"With copper as a mirror, you can straighten your clothes; with people as a mirror, you can show gains and losses." He handed the bronze mirror to Jiang Yu's hand, closed his palms together, and smiled brightly and relaxed.

"Happy birthday, Jiang Yu."

After speaking, he looked at the Kongming Lantern that flew away.

"I can't accompany you during the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, so let's release this lantern in advance, and let's make a wish together."

Something exploded in Jiang Yu's mind, that sore and swollen feeling filled his entire chest this time, and even made his eye sockets sour.

He held the bronze mirror tightly, his lips trembled, and after a long time, he said, "Okay."

After a while, Han Shiqing made a wish, then turned to ask Jiang Yu, "What wish did you make, tell me and listen."

The reflection in Jiang Yu's eyes is Han Shiqing's shadow.

He said: "After I am willing to become emperor, you can be my queen willingly."

Han Shiqing was slightly startled, and then suddenly laughed.

He said: "Then our wish is very different."

Jiang Yu was curious, "What wish did you make?"

"I hope that after you become emperor, you can let the general's mansion go, and allow our family to disarm and return to the farmland, and be free."

He bit off Rabbit Tang's head with a single bite, and said, "Jiang Yu, our General's Mansion never covets any military power. You only need to promise that my family is safe. After the cooperation is successful, we will give it all."

"As for the relationship between me and you..."

Han Shiqing had already bit off the whole rabbit, and Kaba Kaba was chewing in his mouth.

He turned the wooden stick sideways, grabbed one side with one hand, and snapped it off with a snap.

"Let's end it like this. From then on, I'm just a monarch and a minister, and I won't cross the line."

After speaking, he knelt down on one knee and saluted Jiang Yu.

"Minister, Han Shiqing, see Your Highness the Ninth Prince."

He has heard Jiang Yu's ideals and ambitions.

This made him understand that Jiang Yu was not a vengeful tyrant who was completely entangled in hatred, he did have a heart for the country and the people, and his intelligence was used in the right place, so Han Shiqing, such an emperor, recognized him.

However, this does not mean that he can forgive Jiang Yu for everything he has done to him as a lover.

He and Jiang Yu are not suitable and cannot be together.

He would rather be a courtier and go through fire and water to achieve hegemony for him, and he doesn't want to give his whole heart to Jiang Yu and let him trample on him.

Jiang Yu froze in place for a long time after listening to his words, unable to recover.

The satisfaction and surprise in his heart were instantly washed away, leaving only the emptiness and discomfort that made his throat tighten.

He understood what Han Shiqing wanted to express.

He really didn't want him this time.

He admitted his ability, but gave up his feelings for himself.

The cheeks were sore from the cold wind, Jiang Yu reached out to touch them, and touched the tears.

He wiped it dry calmly, pursed his lips, and helped Han Shiqing up from the cold ground.

He said: "Change your wish. I promise you this wish. You don't need to rely on Kongming lanterns. I can help you realize it."

"Okay." Han Shiqing took half a step back and said to Jiang Yu.

"I will obey His Highness's arrangement."

After seeing off Han Shiqing, Jiang Yu walked back to Liao Yunfan's house in Kangyuanfang by himself.

Liao Yunfan opened the door for him, but when he was about to ask something, Jiang Yu pushed him away.

The boy entered his room with a cold face, but kicked the door open after a while.

Holding the sword in his hand, he threw away the scabbard, walked quickly a few steps, and went to the camphor tree in the courtyard, and raised the sword to chop down the tree trunk with ferocious force, without any rules at all. land.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn!"

He repeated these two words in a low voice, his eyes were bloodshot, the veins on his hands were bulging, and the tiger's mouth was red from the heavy chopping force, and blood was seen in a short while.

Lin Shicheng was woken up by him, and when he opened the door, he was really surprised to see this scene.

"Uncle Liao." He didn't dare to stop him rashly, walked to Liao Yunfan's side and asked, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

To be honest, this was also the first time Liao Yunfan saw Jiang Yu convulsing. After all, this child was extremely calm no matter in his previous life or this life, which was a kind of extreme self-confidence.

But now Jiang Yu is uncharacteristically, losing his usual calmness, like a violent beast, fierce and crazy.

A thought suddenly came to Liao Yunfan's mind.

Maybe this is the real Jiang Yu.

Restlessness, mania, and low self-esteem are also pathetic.