Big Han Weiyang

Emperor Jing did not believe what King Liang said.He worried day and night that he would be ahead of King Liang.

Unexpectedly, there was news at the beginning of the next year that Liang Wang could not afford to be ill after returning to the fief, and died within a month.

In the afternoon, Emperor Jing and I were reading the memorial in Xuanshi Hall. Hearing this, Emperor Jing’s expression was shock and joy, as well as a little melancholy.

I hung the pen that Emperor Jing had dropped back on the pen holder.I guessed what Jingdi's assassin was thinking, and ordered the eunuch to prepare a chariot to go to Changle Palace.

Out of the corridor, gloomy clouds covered the dome.

There was no wind, and Shuxue quietly fell from the sky, wet their broad sleeves.The dead branches of old trees beside the wall of Weiyang Palace, the rockery and paths, the complex roads and stone bridges are all covered with snow.

In Changqiu Palace, Empress Dowager Dou was weeping.Seven or eight maids knelt down and remained silent.

Empress Dowager Dou knew that Emperor Jing was here, and before we could walk in, she hissed, "What else are you here for? You didn't let our mother and son get together for the last moment. Now that Wu'er is dead, I'll never see him again It's gone!" Empress Dowager Dou lay on the desk and wept bitterly.

Emperor Jing's pale and thin cheeks became flushed, he endured the moisture in his eyes, and said for a long time: "Mother, I didn't know it would be like this..."

However, his words did not alleviate Empress Dowager Dou's resentment at all. Empress Dowager Dou severely interrupted him: "So you are happy? Are you satisfied? Emperor, how much do you hate your brother, and how much you can't see our mother and son reunited!"

Emperor Jing was trembling when he heard this, but Empress Dowager Dou was so angry that no matter what was on the case, she pushed it all down.

I hurried to protect Emperor Jing.

"Your Highness, be careful!" the maids exclaimed.

Bird cages, incense burners, tea sets, and fruits all fell on me.Other things are fine, the water in the teapot is freshly poured, and the hot boiling water is emitting white smoke, dripping on my legs through the sleeve.

"Yue'er, are you burnt!" Emperor Jing and Empress Dowager Dou were anxious.Emperor Jing wanted to bend down to check, but Empress Dowager Dou walked down the steps tremblingly, saying in unison.

How dare I tire them out, so I comforted and persuaded them, and followed the two maids to the inner room to change clothes and apply medicine.

He lifted the hem of his clothes and rolled up his wet undershirt, his knees were already red and swollen with a piece the size of a palm.

The maid brought a basin of water, and when the coolness covered my legs, I felt something was wrong. When I looked up, the waiter had changed to Han, who hadn't seen him for more than half a year.

Layers of deep clothes wrapped his slender body, and he still looked like an immature boy, with a seriousness and restraint that could never be removed.

If it weren't for the slight joy in the corners of the eyes and brows, I would have thought that he was always by my side, as if the two had never been separated.

Han said he lowered his head and breathed softly.As she got closer, a blush spread from her cheeks to her earlobe on her skin that was fairer than ice and snow.

He lifted up the scarf carefully, his eyes filled with indignation.He washed and wrung out the used towel in the water basin, and replaced it with a new cold compress.Then he applied Bise ointment, rolled down the clothes and smoothed them out.

He seemed to be avoiding eye contact with me.

I supported the bed, lifted Han Shuo's chin, and let him look at me.Han said that he blinked his eyes and calmed down his mood, then followed my movements and raised his head, smiling.

After looking at it for a while, and comparing it with my past memories, I said, "It seems to have lost weight."

Han said that he didn't seem to expect me to say this. He forgot to keep smiling, his eyes turned red, and tears fell from his face without warning.

I took a deep breath, pulled him into my arms, and patted his back.

"Okay, well, the widow knows, your parents are gone, you are sad, and there is no one around you to talk to. But you still have the widow."

Because of Han Yan, the Han family was on the wrong team.After Liu Che left Beijing, Gong Gaohou Han Fu died of a sudden illness, and the Han House has declined since then.The members of the Han clan walked away, scattered, died, and closed.

Han Shuo's parents were all gone, and he was placed under house arrest for another half a year.No matter how old he is on weekdays, he is just a boy who cries when he is sad and wants to rely on him when he is tired.

He controlled himself at first, just crying silently.

It's okay if I don't comfort him, but when he comforts me, all his grievances come up, he kneels on the couch, hugs my neck like a child, and sobs deeply.The shoulders are soaked.He cried so hard that he remembered avoiding the wound on my knee.

Thinking of the deceased Wang Huang and the seriously ill Emperor Jing, I sighed in my heart, and hugged his burning body from crying: "Han said, I will allow you to cry a lot today, and stand up for the widow when you are done crying. This time, you will rebuild the glory of Han Mansion, okay?"

"Yes..." He nodded heavily, choked up sobbing uncontrollably, "Your Highness..."

So on this day, I entered Changle Palace standing up and returned to Weiyang Palace lying down.Due to Empress Dowager Dou's distress and regret, there was a weeping Han Shuo beside her.

Emperor Jing divided Liang Wang's fief into several pieces, so that each of Liang Wang's children could have land to support.This made Empress Dowager Dou finally a little happier.

However, after the death of King Liang, Emperor Jing's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and his condition worsened.

I watched him get weaker and weaker day by day.Gradually, even the court meeting was unable to support it, and all matters were discussed by the prime minister and the ministers. I studied on the sidelines, and then brought the decision to Emperor Jing for approval.

In February, everyone realized something, and the concubines began to guard by Emperor Jing's bed.As long as Emperor Jing was awake, he kept summoning his ministers to give instructions on what to do next.

Instead, I became more and more afraid to see him.I bury myself in political affairs all day long, trying to numb myself with busyness and make myself forget what is coming.

This winter has been delayed and delayed.The sky of Weiyang Palace is always shrouded in haze.

The huge eaves, dense dead branches, and empty corridors made the palace look dark, and I was so depressed that I couldn't breathe.

Han said that many times he stayed with me at my desk and read until late at night, looking at me hesitating to speak.Perhaps Liu Rong had been looking forward to this day for a long time, but when this day really came, he was not happy, and stared in a daze at the stagnant running water frozen by the ice.

Taifu was busy with court affairs, so Juli Lake and Wei Qing were thrown into Shanglin Garden for military training by me.It rarely appears in front of me these days.

At the end of February, Chuntuo, an eunuch next to Emperor Jing, begged for an audience, which made me look up from the piles of bamboo slips.Chuntuo spread the word that Emperor Jing will crown me on the third day of March so that I can get ready.

I was so dazed that I didn't understand the intention, so I asked Chuntuo why.I'm only sixteen this year, four years before I become an adult, and Emperor Jing is seriously ill, so I don't have the energy to preside over the ceremony.

Chuntuo smiled sadly and said, "His Royal Highness said yes. But why does the Emperor want to crown His Highness while dragging his sick body? Don't His Highness understand? The slaves know that His Highness feels bitter, and can't bear to see His Majesty lingering on a sick bed. But Your Highness I still need to see the emperor a few more times. The emperor's time is getting less and less every day. Once you see him, you will lose one time."

I was panicked in my heart, stood up, and hurried to the steps, but looking at the endless winter outside the window, I still couldn't step through the threshold.

It dragged on like this, I didn't go to see him, and he didn't come to call me until the day of the coronation ceremony.

Whether it was ministers or relatives of the emperor, they all arrived.Empress Dowager Dou sat in the first place, accompanied by Princess Guantao.

I couldn't recognize any of the faces of the people under the high platform.I just nervously watched Emperor Jing carry out the simplified steps of the crown ceremony for me one after another.

On this day, Emperor Jing was in good spirits, smiling, and his movements were not sloppy.

The time of two hours is short and long.

Finally, I knelt in front of Emperor Jing, and Emperor Jing crowned me.

That smile is not an ordinary courtesy.But sincerely from the heart.Like a loving father.

I don't know if he smiled like this when I was held in his arms when I was just born.

I remember when I was a child, Liu Che and I reconciled after fighting against each other, curled up in a corner of the corridor and fell asleep.Emperor Jing brought a large group of palace people to find us, they were furious, but in the end they hugged us and were reluctant to fight.

I remember that he reluctantly accepted the trouble we caused one after another.

I remember that Liu Che and I got lost, I pretended to be strong all the way, and finally cried out in peace when I saw him.

I remember the quiet afternoons we spent together in Xuanshidian.

I remember that he was dizzy with my wayward words, and slapped me, but the pain in his eyes was more severe than mine.

I always feel that he will always be physically strong, supporting the whole big man, Weiyang Palace, and Liu Che's little world.

Until the day when he supported his sick body and welcomed me at the gate of the palace, I never thought that he would also grow old and weak.

Emperor Jing helped me up from the ground and said, "Prince, from today onwards, you are an adult."

I felt a kind of emotion spread in my heart, making my chest sore.Just as he was about to say something, Emperor Jing bent down without warning and covered his mouth, blood spilled from his fingers, splashing red on the white snow on the ground, shocking.

A group of guards blocked the audience's view.I stared blankly at him being embraced by the eunuchs.

Chuntuo said to the crowd: "The emperor has gone to rest first, and the next ceremony will be continued by the prince and Taifu."

I maintained a nonchalant smile, facing the crowded crowd in the audience.He couldn't see Taifu in his eyes, and he couldn't see anyone else either.

I felt as if I was alone, performing this long-awaited ceremony in a daze.

He accepted the congratulations from the elders and ministers as if nothing had happened, and then came to Emperor Jing's bedroom in a trance.

There were dozens of court ladies, eunuchs, imperial physicians, coming in and out, as well as concubines, princes and daughters waiting outside the gate, blocking the gate completely.

I left the crowd and wandered in the small garden behind the hall.There is only a little residual snow left on the ridge.Looking at the past, the dead branches and grass are full of desolation.

In the afternoon, Han Yue told me that Emperor Jing was awake.

Only then did I realize that I didn't know how long I had stood in this garden, and the cloak was already soaked by the melting snow, making it heavy and cold.I couldn't move, and listened to the distant commotion from the dormitory, and stood there until night fell.

Han said remind me to go back.I nod.

When I turned around, I saw that the dead branches that I thought were lifeless had sprouted a few shoots.It turns out that spring has arrived before I noticed it.

I always think that this winter is too long, and the longness makes me feel heavy and depressed, but now I think, why can't it last longer.

Can't wait any longer, can't miss it any longer.I walked quickly to Emperor Jing's bedroom.

There were only a few people outside the hall, and Chuntuo said that Emperor Jing had let them go, and that Emperor Jing should take medicine now.

I went in, told the courtiers to leave, and closed the door.

Emperor Jing was not asleep on the couch, he slowly opened his eyes and smiled: "The prince is here."

"Father." I tried my best to smile at him, walked quickly to his side, gently helped him lie on the concave pillow, picked up a bowl of pitch-black medicine, tried the temperature, and handed it to his lips.

Emperor Jing closed his eyes and raised his neck, pouring down several times with difficulty.Every time he stopped to catch his breath, the word Chuan between his eyebrows deepened.

Finally finished drinking, already breathless.Putting down the medicine bowl, Emperor Jing was so miserable that he couldn't speak, so he could only point out.

I picked up a bowl of honey water on the table and fed him to drink it up. Emperor Jing's expression relaxed a lot.

"Yue'er, I'm very happy that you finally became an adult today," he gasped after saying a word, "From now on, I can rest assured that the world of this big man will be in your hands."

I knelt aside, held him in my arms and said, "Yue'er hopes that my father will live a long life."

Emperor Jing smiled and said, "From now on, I won't be able to help you. Foreign relatives such as Wang, Dou, and Tian, ​​as well as your brothers and uncles, you must make good use of them, not exhaust them. Taifu and the few around you All the subordinate officials are good, and you picked them very well."

I knew it was useless to persuade him, so I nodded with a sore nose.

Emperor Jing continued: "You are young now, ministers, relatives, close servants, the relationship between them is intricate, and you can't control it yet. In the first few years of your succession, you might as well show weakness, grasp the balance, and let them fight on their own. After a few days Once you are stronger, tame them again, let them be included in your wings willingly, and really do things for you."

I looked at the tired look on his brows, and agreed: "Understood, Father."

The words drained his energy.He lay on the pillow and closed his eyes to meditate.

As the night darkened, candles flickered in the empty bedroom.

I hold his hand.His blood runs in my veins. He raised me for 16 years.Even with the memory of the previous life, it cannot be erased.

For a long time, Emperor Jing closed his eyes and murmured to himself: "I have dedicated my whole life to this Weiyang Palace. In everything I do, I always consider the big man as the first consideration."

His voice was very small, and I listened carefully.

"I'm sorry for many people. I'm sorry for those ministers who were executed because of too much merit, I'm sorry for the old lady, I'm sorry for Ah Wu. I'm sorry for those concubines, I'm sorry for Liu Rong, Archer, and I'm sorry for you too."

He narrated lightly.

I tightened his hand.

"I have never softened my heart, and I have never regretted everything I have done. All my life, I have been scheming, weighing the pros and cons, and maintaining a balance. So until I die, I will only be an emperor. I have not become true brothers with King Liang, nor have I received The old lady really likes it."

"Even if I treat you, I will only treat you like an emperor's heir. Do you hate me?"

not like this.I know how much you love me.

"Father, what nonsense are you talking about. Rest. When you wake up tomorrow, your body will be much better." I hugged him, then helped him to sleep, and tucked in the quilt.

The candles in the hall were dimmed.

I listened to his small breathing.

There was no light outside, and the snow on the window lattice was light yellow by the candlelight.

After an unknown amount of time, I turned around and looked at Emperor Jing who was sound asleep, my heart was in a mess.

I leaned down and supported the couch in a strange way, watching Emperor Jing's face getting closer and closer to me, and in the end it was only a hair's breadth away.

Move a little further, and I can touch it, but I stopped abruptly.

I don't know when this feeling came about.It has been lurking deep in my heart, and even I have deceived myself, until this moment, it quietly sprouted.

But I can't.I can't look directly at my feelings.

My heart was sore and astringent, and I was so blocked that I couldn't speak a word.

The room was as quiet as if it was empty.

I clenched my fists, took a few steps back, and knelt on the ground weakly, trembling even for breathing.Two months of suppressed tears finally fell.

I smashed my hand to the ground, dripping with blood before I knew it.