you are my tomorrow

Two years after Han Qing ascended the throne, he became familiar with state management. Not long after his father died, the other three brothers attempted to seize the throne from him, but with the help of several old loyal ministers who followed his father, they consolidated the throne. It belonged to Han Qing's dynasty. In order to appease the three brothers' desire for power and desire, Han Qing divided three territories with rich water and grass for them to govern themselves. Even though they have the right to manage local finances, in terms of government Still have to be subordinate to his dynasty.

In fact, Han Qing also set aside a territory for Comet, but Comet refused. He said that he only wanted to be the fifth prince of the Joseon Dynasty. He didn’t want to interfere with national politics. It doesn't matter, he just wants to make peace of mind.

Han Qing also knew Comet’s temper. He would not take things he didn’t want if they were forced to him, so he didn’t force Comet to live in the palace. Han Qing was also reluctant to let Comet leave. , I don't even have a person to talk to.

This year's Xiaoman has just passed, and the weather has just warmed up, and the atmosphere in the capital has also become lively with the weather, because I heard that the veteran General Zhao and his son Zhao Rongzhen won another battle outside the customs, and the news came back first before he came back. Yes, everyone in the country is beaming.

As soon as Han Qing received the news of victory, he ran to the Ming and Qing Palaces to tell Comet the good news, because this was his first victory since he took the throne.

"...Then congratulations, Brother Huang." Comet was also happy for Han Qing, "When they come back, you can treat Old General Zhao to a banquet. He is our old loyal minister." But when it comes to "General Zhao", don't ask The comet of political affairs seems to feel that he has heard it somewhere, but he can't remember where he heard it.

"That's a banquet. I heard that they will enter the city in three days. I want to have an all-night banquet at that time. Would you like to come too?"

"Okay, then I will take the pipa with me." Comet readily agreed.

"No, it's fine for you to go alone..." After his father died, there had been no such happy things in China for a long time. Han Qing actually just wanted Comet to share his joy.

"It's okay, I haven't played the piano for a long time, this time I'll help you celebrate."

Seeing that Comet persisted, Han Qing agreed.

Three days later, General Zhao's team marched into the capital, and the people of the capital lined up to welcome them. Usually, it took less than half an hour from the city gate to the palace, but they felt that they had walked for a long time, and Han Qing couldn't wait to arrive. Greeted by the gate of the palace, Han Qing had already been waiting at the gate of the palace for nearly two hours when he saw the large group of people.

Seeing Han Qing waiting at the gate of the palace, General Zhao and his son got off their horses and knelt down on one knee. General Zhao helped him up.

"Old general, hurry up and get up, these customary etiquettes will be waived."

"Rong Zhen, come here quickly, I have seen the emperor." General Zhao turned his head and called his son Zhao Rongzhen over, "Your Majesty, this is the eldest son of the old minister, Zhao Rongzhen. The second son was sent to leave the battlefield not far away because he was injured in the battle. I will go to my distant home for recuperation, and when I come back in a few days, I will definitely come to see the emperor."

Zhao Rongzhen walked up to his father and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty."

"Okay, when the second young general comes back, I will hold another celebration banquet for him! The first young general is also a good-looking talent. I heard that you were responsible for many team deployments in this battle. I will rely on you to help me a lot in the future." Han Qing I looked at Zhao Rongzhen, who was half a head taller than him when I met him for the first time. If you just look at this exquisite face, he is considered a handsome man, but he is not as good as his younger brother Comet. After many deployments in the battle were done by him, Han Qing had no choice but to admire this young and talented major general.

Han Qing invited General Zhao, Zhao Rongzhen, and their troops into the palace, and let everyone take their seats. After Han Qing gave an impassioned thank you, the banquet officially began. Comet, who was sitting next to Han Qing, kept looking at the majestic man below. , while drinking wine, while admiring the major general who is singing and dancing, I don't know why, that person among so many people makes Comet feel very conspicuous, as if no matter where that person is, he will be noticed.

He looks familiar, but he is really a stranger. Comet is sure that today is the first time he has seen him.

"His name is Zhao Rongzhen, the eldest son of General Zhao, and he is very capable of leading troops." Comet was startled by Han Qing's sudden voice, and it turned out that Han Qing caught his eye when he observed the man named Zhao Rongzhen, " I reckon that when he comes back this time, old General Zhao will retire and return home, and he is the best candidate to succeed General Zhao, and I am very optimistic about him."

"If it's true, Brother Huang should win him over more, and let him walk around the palace more when he's free, so that he can establish his prestige among the officials." Comet recovered, and suddenly remembered that it was the 10-year-old girl who was in the palace. At his own birthday banquet in [-], General Zhao once toasted his father and mentioned that he had two sons, one of whom was sitting at the table below.

Halfway through the banquet, the dances of the beauties on the dance floor gradually lost their charm. Some people were already slightly drunk, and they didn't pay attention to the show, they only cared about building relationships with the people around them.The man named Zhao Rongzhen looked at his wine glass, wondering what he was thinking.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to play." Standing behind Comet, Zhongyi slightly lowered his head to remind Comet, and when Comet stood up, he handed the lute to him.

"Now, please comet His Royal Highness to play the pipa song - "Sunset Xiaogu"." The host's reminder seemed to inject a boost to the somewhat sluggish auditorium. The prince slowly got down from his seat and sat on the chair that had been prepared in the middle of the dance floor.

Zhao Rongzhen's eyes were naturally attracted to him. He had long heard that there was a prince in the palace who was handsome, could play the pipa well, and had good hair. If this prince's strand of hair is sold, it will be enough for a family of five to live for 5 or 6 years.Although the legend is exaggerated, according to Zhao Rongzhen, Comet’s waist-length, waterfall-like black hair was born by few women, and a bun was tied on top of his head with a red scarf. , with a red bead hairpin inserted in the middle.A delicate face will make people feel like a woman at first glance, but the outline of the face does not lose the resoluteness of a man, the eyes are cold and aloof, but there is a hint of charm in the corner of the eyes, and the mouth is only a little bigger than a cherry. Slightly closed above the slightly pointed chin.

This is the first impression Comet left on Zhao Rongzhen, these are not the most important, the most important thing is that since Comet came to power, Zhao Rongzhen seems to be surrounded by a familiar fragrance, where he smelled it, but can’t remember stand up.That smell seemed to be what he had been looking for for a long time, there was always a kind of joy in Zhao Rongzhen's heart, but he didn't know what he was happy about.

It wasn't until the last note of the comet fell that Zhao Rongzhen slowly got rid of that fragrance, but it still seemed to be nothing.

When Comet walked off the stage with thunderous applause, Zhao Rongzhen felt that the person seemed to be looking at him, but he was not sure. After Comet stepped off the stage, he did not return to his original seat, but directly handed Qin to a follower In the hands of a similar person, he took that person and left the banquet directly.Zhao Rongzhen stood up and looked in the direction where the comet left, only to see a faint red rushing away, and it disappeared after a while, the scent seemed to have disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Zhao Rongzhen sat down a little disappointed, as disappointed as if he would never see that person again.

The banquet was still going on, but Zhao Rongzhen didn't want to look any further, his head was full of the prince named Comet just now.

Comet, it should be his alias, what is his real name?Where did that scent on him come from?Is there that kind of aroma, or did you use incense?After Zhao Rongzhen was 10 years old, he traveled all over the world with his father, but he really never smelled this kind of incense, maybe it is unique to him...

After the banquet was over, it was already after midnight. Han Qing originally wanted to keep General Zhao and Zhao Rongzhen in the palace overnight, but General Zhao said that his wife was still waiting for them to go home, so he didn't stay.

Back home, Zhao Rongzhen went back to his room with the excuse that he was tired, but lying on the bed he couldn't fall asleep, and was still thinking about Comet, Zhao Rongzhen felt that he must be crazy.

Maybe it was really the reason for the long journey, Zhao Rongzhen thought he would not be able to sleep all night, but he still fell asleep, he had a dream, dreamed of a dim, endless road, he was still wearing the armor he had when he was fighting, On the side of the road on both sides, there are bright red flowers that cannot be named, exuding an unknown fragrance, I seem to have smelled it somewhere, but I can't remember, but if you look carefully, some flowers have withered, and only With reddish flower stalks below.There was almost no one on this road. He seemed to have walked for a long time before he saw a bridge beside the road. There was a small pavilion on the bridge. An old woman in dark blue linen was sitting in the pavilion. She waved to Zhao Rongzhen, as if she had Knowing that he was back, Zhao Rongzhen walked into the pavilion and sat opposite the old woman.

"Are you back?" The old woman seemed to know Zhao Rongzhen very well, she asked without raising her head, she even poured him a glass of water and put it in front of him.Zhao Rongzhen looked down at the water in the glass, it didn't look hot, the old woman's "returned?" made Zhao Rongzhen stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had gone home, but the person in front of him was not his mother.

--Yes.

Zhao Rongzhen nodded.

——Are you still leaving?

——If the emperor sends a mission, he still has to leave.

The old woman did not speak, she pointed to the teacup in front of Zhao Rongzhen, motioning for him to drink it, Zhao Rongzhen picked up the cup and drank it down, but did not expect the water to be salty and bitter, Zhao Rongzhen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and did not drink it Get rid of that salty taste.

"What is this?" Zhao Rongzhen frowned, looking at the old woman with a bit of resentment.

"The tears of your lover in the previous life."

The word "previous life" passed through Zhao Rongzhen's mind, "Am I... dead?" Zhao Rongzhen asked slowly, but the old woman didn't answer him. Picked a stem that had no flowers and put it in front of Zhao Rongzhen. "What kind of plant is this? Why are there only flowers and no leaves?"

"It's called Manzhushuahua, the flowers are called Manzhus, and the leaves are called Sahuahuas. It also has leaves, but it grows after the flowers wither." The old woman remained expressionless.

"Is there such a strange flower?" Zhao Rongzhen thought silently in his heart, but he did not see a single bit of green in the whole sea of ​​flowers.

"You were originally one of those leaves, but you want to experience the joys and sorrows in the world. I have fulfilled your wish. Do you still think the world is good?"

"You're joking. I don't even know what you're talking about. Look at me. How can I be a leaf? If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Zhao Rong really felt that the old woman's spirit was not normal. , so she was about to leave, but the old woman grabbed Zhao Rongzhen's arm who had already got up.

"Then... drink another glass of water, it's not too late to leave." The old woman poured another bowl of "water" into Zhao Rongzhen's teacup with the other hand, but Zhao Rongzhen frowned, he really didn't like this But looking at the persistent and non-negotiable eyes of the old woman, he was embarrassed not to drink it, so he picked up the teacup, frowned and drank it down, and the old woman let go of his hand.

When Zhao Rongzhen left the pavilion, there seemed to be a gust of wind behind him, and all the sand and stones on the ground were rolled up. The already hazy sky was instantly rendered more cloudy by the sand and stones, forcing Zhao Rongzhen to close his eyes and cover his eyes with his hands. .The sand and stones blown by the more and more violent wind, far away, a poem floated from nowhere——

When a flower blooms, thousands of people appreciate it, but only wait for a green one to cherish.

There are always times when flowers fall on the other side, just for a leaf to fall in love with.

The wind and sand were getting bigger and bigger, Zhao Rongzhen felt as if he was going to be blown away, he kept struggling in the wind, finally, he was woken up by the nightmare where only the strong wind was left, and the window of the bedroom was blown open by the wind and rain in the middle of the night , like leaves in the wind, the windows were blown back and forth "squeaking", as if they were about to be blown apart, and the white curtains also made a "crack" sound with the wind, but Zhao Rongzhen felt sweaty all over his body , There are still thin beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Come here!" Zhao Rongzhen called out in a loud voice. Baoqin, the attendant who had been with him since he was a child, hurriedly ran into Zhao Rongzhen's bedroom while wearing a coat, because he was not fully awake yet, his eyes were still squinting , "Why don't you close the window before going to bed? Close it quickly!" Zhao Rongzhen's angry voice startled Baoqin, Baoqin hurriedly closed the window and inserted the sliding case tightly, Zhao Rongzhen then lay down steadily, Baoqin She helped him tuck the corner of the quilt in a flattering manner, and then went out.

Zhao Rongzhen, who was lying on the bed again, still couldn't calm down. He had never been afraid of anything on the battlefield with his father, but the wind and rain tonight made him a little terrified.The dream just now was so real, the saltiness of the two glasses of water seemed to remain between his lips and tongue, he just felt thirsty, wanted to ask Baoqin to pour him a glass of water again, but he couldn’t, so he just got up by himself. At the small table a few steps away, he poured himself a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp.

The moment she raised her neck, the whole patch of red in the dream suddenly appeared in front of her eyes again. She couldn't remember the appearance of the old woman, but the unique fragrance of the flower still seemed to linger in her breath.

"Manzhu... Shahua..." Zhao Rongzhen, who was holding the teacup, recalled the name of the flower, "When a flower blooms, thousands of people appreciate it, and only wait for a green one to be cherished. Flowers on the other side always fall sometimes, and love becomes crazy just for one leaf. "Zhao Rongzhen murmured out the poem in Dafeng in his dream, and he was also surprised after reading it. Although he had learned poetry since he was a child, military affairs were his interest. He always felt that poetry and songs It was a work of literati who had nothing to do and moaned without illness, but he remembered a poem in a dream so clearly that Zhao Rongzhen himself thought it was funny, so he couldn't help but sneered at himself.

Returning to the bed, sleepiness once again swept Zhao Rongzhen's consciousness. After a while, his breathing became even, and this sleep was dreamless until dawn.