[Rebirth] Emperor Yonggao Ji

It is the autumnal equinox, the sky is high and the clouds are far away, the grass is yellow and the horses are fat.In the south of the Weishui River, two rows of red flags were hunting, and the guards under the flags stood holding halberds. 2000 people surrounded a hunting ground. During this time, horseshoes flew in shock, animals neighed, and [-] cavalry lined up, rushing back and forth, and the trapped tigers chased the deer. It is the red flag that is facing the sun, and the white horse is suddenly facing the wind.The first person rode his horse forward, with embroidered gold leather boots on his feet, and a dragon leather armor on his waist. The white horse and red tassels are shaking, and its long mane is flying.I saw that the man pulled out an arrow cluster with his back hand, picked up the bow and set the arrow, leaned on the horse's neck and stretched the round long bow, aimed for a moment, and shot the arrow with a "swoosh", then he did not step forward, but stood on the horse and watched.Everyone behind them also reined in their horses, and their eyes turned along with the arrow, but the arrow went so far that it was difficult to see clearly for a while. After a while, they saw a servant running back with a roe deer in his arms. With a golden feather arrow sticking out of his neck, he shouted as he ran, "Your Majesty shot it!"

As soon as the words were finished, the crowd cheered loudly, and one of them rode forward and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has not been in the army for a long time, but I never thought that the archery technique is still as good as before. It must be a divine power!"

Liu Fu laughed, pointed at the man and said, "Okay Zhou Fa, don't think I can't understand what you said, you are here to persuade me to go south to Pingliang again!"

"Nanliang is at the end of its strength, and I wish to be a vanguard general, capturing Emperor Liang and presenting it to His Majesty the Palace!"

"Hasn't this matter been discussed several times? The prime minister advocates suspending the attack on the beam. Well, the officials are hunting today. Let's talk about the attack on the beam in the future." Liu Fu lowered his eyes and pulled out the golden feathered arrow from the roe deer's body. He lifted it up and looked at it, pointed the arrow at the wild geese flying in the air, and smiled again: "It's not unusual for me to shoot a roe deer. Once, the emperor shot down two wild geese with only one arrow. It's a pity that the emperor's younger brother is not here today, otherwise he can show his skills and open the eyes of the ministers."

As soon as the words fell, there was a rush of hoofbeats from the south, and they came riding in a hurry.Liu Fu looked far and wide, and recognized that the person was his younger brother Liu Jing. Surprised and happy, he threw the quiver to his followers, rode his horse to meet him, and said, "Cao Cao is here. The prime minister has been ill for a long time, just in time. Tell the emperor to bring this roe deer back to feed him."

When he got close, Liu Fu could see clearly that the young man's complexion was pale and languid, and a strand of hair even fell down. He didn't even care about the royal appearance. The smile on the phone gradually faded away.He stopped his horse and waited for the other party to come to him, only to feel his heart sank in a straight line.

The younger brother Liu Jing rolled off his horse, half knelt on the ground, holding Liu Fu's bridle, raised his head and cried, "Brother Emperor! Prime Minister, he... he... is not good!"

Liu Fu's face darkened, he looked at Liu Jing, moved his lips after a while, and asked in disbelief, "Who are you talking about? Who's wrong?"

Seeing the emperor's brother like this, Liu Jing couldn't help weeping, choked up and said: "The prime minister just called my younger brother into the mansion, and said that I have a form for my younger brother to submit immediately. My younger brother looks at his body, and it seems that he is about to die." After saying that, he took out a booklet from his bosom and handed it to Liu Fu.

After he held it up for a while, Liu Fu just took it. After taking it, he just stared at it blankly with his hand, and didn't open it.Liu Jing said again: "When the prime minister just confessed to his younger brother, he would vomit blood when he said a word. Now I'm afraid... brother emperor... hurry up and have a look!" On the green and yellow mottled grass.Liu Fu looked at the booklet in his hand, and murmured: "Of course I'm going, I'm going..." He paused, and then ordered: "Go, find me a carriage." He first heard the news that the prime minister was dying , It was dark in front of my eyes, my hands and feet became cold in an instant, my whole body seemed to be frozen, I couldn't move, I wished I could fly into the city right now, but my hands and feet didn't listen to me.Not long after, the accompanying palace servants came to the carriage, Liu Fu was helped off the horse by Liu Jing, and tremblingly climbed into the carriage.

Liu Fu was sitting in the carriage, his high spirits just now had long since disappeared, and his bones seemed to be shaken apart by the carriage. He stared blankly at the animal skins under his feet, his mind blank, and the The memorial seemed to be frozen and burned, and the tingling where the skin touched went straight from the fingertips to the heart.He gritted his teeth, but he still didn't open the memorial.

He knew that the notebook in his hand was probably a lost watch.

Finally arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Liu Fu had calmed down a little at this time, he opened the curtain and jumped off the carriage, Liu Jing wanted to come to help him, but he waved him away, and then strode into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As soon as he entered the door, the mourning and wailing in the yard reached Liu Fu's ears. Liu Fu's heart sank suddenly, and his feet stopped suddenly. Everyone in the mansion came to kneel down, waved them up, and then went to the prime minister's inner room.He is more familiar with the layout of the prime minister's mansion than the imperial garden in his own palace. Even the inner room where the prime minister usually lives, he is familiar with walking.This is the house he allocated by himself after he invaded Chang'an, and he chose the largest one in the city. At this time, Liu Fu only hated that the yard was too wide and the corridor was too long, which made it impossible for him to walk to the end.

The steward of the prime minister's mansion heard the notification and came to greet him early. Seeing his tears on his face, Liu Fu couldn't bear his grief. The disease is getting better, huh? Isn't it!"

The old steward choked up even more when he heard the words, "Your Majesty, even if you give the villain ten more courages, the villain will not dare to deceive the king! It is the lord...he said not to trouble you, and didn't ask us to tell you... "

Liu Fu was resting one hand on the door. Hearing this, he turned his head and gave the steward a hard look. His eyes were red, and the steward knelt down on the ground in shock.Liu Fu still didn't say a word, and pushed the door open.

The setting sun poured in from behind him, elongating the dark shadow, and it was falling on the inner bed.After seeing the face of the person on the bed clearly, Liu Fu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help it anymore, two lines of tears rolled down suddenly.He staggered a few steps and fell down on the edge of the bed. He saw this man whom he hadn't seen for ten days. His complexion was as pale as paper, his cheeks were thin, his eye sockets were sunken, only his cheekbones were raised, and his brows were still frowning. He looked very worried, but at the age of forty-three, his temples were already like snow.

"Jing Huan, Jing Huan, I'm here to see you." Liu Fu said softly, but he couldn't wait for a long time for a response. He touched his hand, which was already cold. Liu Fu seemed to believe that his prime minister was dead. He couldn't help but choked his throat, and cried out on the dead body: "Jing Huan! Jing Huan! Why did you abandon me when you got so ill!"

Liu Fu cried bitterly for a long time, several times he was almost breathless, and he died after a while. He was served by Liu Jing and the steward and sat on the low couch beside him. Already?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his throat was broken from crying, and his voice was as hoarse as a broken bowl.

The steward dared not hide it, and said [-]: "Since seven days ago, my lord has been unable to eat and drink. He can barely take in some soup and medicine every day, but most of them still have to vomit. He just got better two days ago, so he said that there are too many political affairs. He called his servants to help him to the front of the case, and he only rested for two hours in one night. He vomited blood yesterday, and the servants in the mansion tried to persuade him to rest, but he said that his health was fine. This morning, his condition suddenly became serious and he vomited blood continuously. The palace went to invite His Majesty, but he didn't know that His Majesty went hunting in Weinan today. His Excellency wrote the will on the couch, and His Royal Highness Tuoqi went to send it off. Long Yu passed away halfway through the incense stick."

Hearing this, Liu Fu felt overwhelmed with grief and wanted to cry, so he held back and asked Liu Jing again, "Jing'er, what is Jing Huan's last words before he dies?"

Liu Jing was afraid that he would make Liu Fu cry again, but he couldn't help himself from choking, so he had to manage to keep his voice steady and said, "Before the Prime Minister died, he asked someone to fetch a sword, held the sword and said to my younger brother, Your Majesty and his ministers have known each other for ten years. Unexpectedly, the middle way will perish, and they will not be able to help each other in the cause. They will continue to have endless hatred. Your Majesty used to untie the sword around his waist to bestow upon the ministers. With this sword, the ministers extended the lands of Yan and Zhao, and caressed the people of China. , Return this sword now to show that I will never fail to honor Your Majesty's kindness." After speaking, Liu Jing took a long sword from the table and held it in front of Liu Fu with both hands.

Liu Fu stroked the scabbard lightly with trembling hands, and pulled out the sword after a while. The cold light on the sword was like water, and the waves flowed, but the hilt was soaked smooth by sweat.He put his right hand on it, and the five fingers just dug into several slightly concave depressions.Liu Fu looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's a pity that the prince is like this for the country! The sky does not have a holiday, and I feel like I have lost my arm!"

That night Liu Fu returned to the bedroom, waved away the crowd, and turned on the lamp to look carefully at the watch left by the prime minister.I saw it said:

The minister has been ill for a long time, and the disease will become serious unexpectedly, and he will not be able to help himself.It's not as good as the end, Your Majesty, I deeply hate it.When the minister hears that a bird is about to die, its song is also mournful, and when a man is about to die, his words are also kind.Now that I am about to die, I have three concerns, and I would like to offer my sincerity with my dying life.

Although Nanliang is guarding the east of the river, the monarch and his ministers are one, the officers and men serve their lives, and there are also natural dangers along the Yangtze River. There are thousands of large and small ships, which cannot be taken lightly. The land of China has not been peaceful for a long time. When crossing the south, the minister does not know, and this minister is also worried.Zhou Fa and He Wu, ministers who have subjugated the country, always have the ambition to restore the country, are honest and obedient, and harbor cunning in their hearts, fearing other plans. Now that these two believe in the king, they are afraid that things will change in the future. The second concern of this minister is also .The Turks have millions of soldiers, and the tigers look at the Central Plains. Although they have made peace with me today, they have repeatedly failed to trust them.

Your Majesty Fu Yuan caresses the Turks in the north and ties up the river in the south. Externally, he will not move the armored soldiers, and internally cultivates the text to strengthen himself.Appreciate the people with benevolence, ask officials to clarify the law, spread the grace of heaven, real warehouses and granaries, draw out the talents of China, and repair the tools of water warfare.In this way, in 20 years, all the people in the north will obey, and when the south of the Yangtze River changes, His Majesty will order an army to enter Jingzhou and go down to Jiangling, and go down the river to the east, and the land of Nanliang will be in the middle of the net.As it is, I have no regrets even though I die.

In the past, my family was poor, and my father and brother died in the war. I had no wife, nor nephew, and I served Your Majesty alone. It has been ten years now.Thanks to Your Majesty for not giving up, as a Prime Minister, to create a cause together, to listen to words, to follow plans, and later to become a prime minister, and to receive the General's Day, to record the affairs of the minister, and to be entrusted by His Majesty with military and state affairs, virtue and talent Sparse, thoughtless, did not dare to slack off a little, so as to mislead your majesty.Grace is added to the body, and people and ministers are extremely precious, but the Lord is not doubtful, what a blessing!

I have no other thoughts today, I only hope that Your Majesty...

Liu Fu looked at the whole piece of flimsy and small characters above, and he could no longer see the old style. He couldn't read a line of words by candlelight, so he had to shed two lines of tears. The tears were blurred, and it was difficult to see. Word. The words after "Your Majesty" were already illegible, and Liu Fu had to look closely for a long time before he could make out them clearly.

May your majesty's holy body be safe and peaceful, and enjoy the country forever, and my Great Yong Kingdom will be passed down from generation to generation.Although there are still thousands of words, they cannot be exhausted today.Your majesty's kindness to his ministers is like a sea, and even though his ministers have almost died, they dare not forget each other.May your majesty cherish it deeply, and never think of your ministers.

Minister Wang Sheng kowtowed.

When Liu Fu read it, he felt that every word was like a knife, and the pain pierced his heart. He couldn't help touching his face silently, and tears fell like rain.Thinking of the prime minister's joint career with him, he sent troops from three sides in the small Guanzhong area, and finally settled in the Central Plains. Reminiscing about the ambitions and plans, the blue thread of the road, and the sadness that came from it. mourning.

Later, Liu Fu resisted all opinions and ordered Wang Sheng to be buried with the emperor's ceremony, which was compared with Huo Guang's incident.On the day of the burial, Liu Fu, dressed in plain clothes, personally supported the coffin and sent it out of the city. Before the coffin, he mourned and said:

But the emperor cultivates both civil and martial arts, is wise and prudent, assists me in founding the country, and establishes the middle land. Although he is an emperor and minister, he is also a teacher and a friend.Megatron Yan Qi, illustrious and illustrious, he helped the people and practiced the law, his achievements were brilliant, his achievements surpassed the Duke of Zhou, his honor surpassed that of Yi Yin, the world was prosperous, and Kang Ning was salty.I want to help the world with you, but what happens is that I will die and die!The country loses its support, and my heart is broken!He was born and never returned, and he was honored and favored. Today, he is posthumous as Jun Wuhou, in order to order his achievements.The soul has a spirit, let me steam it and taste it.

Woah!Woah!

After saying that, he caressed the coffin and wept bitterly, and all the officials wept.Ten miles of white flags fluttered, and the coffin sank slowly into the soil.