History of Yongwu

In the 18th year of Daxing, the prime minister Xue Fu resigned from office.After Xue Fu, Emperor Xiao resigned from the post of prime minister, and the duties of all the Caos in the Xiangfu belonged to the divisions of Shangshutai and the East Palace. Dayong officially took charge of the counties with the East Palace and the divisions of Shangshutai.

Showa-dono

Emperor Xiao said to Xue Xiang who was sitting on the side, "The prime minister said that he did his best, and I naturally understand what happened back then..."

"Your Majesty" Du Xuetang interrupted, bowed his head slightly and said, "It is the duty to be loyal to a minister, the world is at peace, your Majesty's country is stable, a humble minister is a matter of loyalty, and a false name is not worth mentioning."

Du Xuetang has been looking down on the position of Duke of the State for 20 years.

"Xue Xiang is always so open-minded." Emperor Xiao smiled, without paying too much attention and said, "I heard that Xue Xiang's second son is going to get married in a few days, and I will come to the door to congratulate myself."

"Your Majesty, Jun Hechen is not right at all. Your Majesty came personally. I can't bear it. Please forgive me."

"Then I will also send you a congratulatory gift, not for the people of the world, but only for my friendship with Xue Xiang."

"Thank you Your Majesty" Du Xuetang saluted and stepped back.

Emperor Xiao personally sent him out of the hall, and stood on the imperial steps to watch him. Master Xue's clothes were fluttering, and he looked like a Confucian. He looked at him and smiled.

"Your Majesty?" the little eunuch wondered.

"Both Zhao Shangshu and Xue Xiang look like great scholars, but Zhao Shangshu is as firm as a rock, and Xue Xiang is as gentle as water. If Xue Xiang hadn't lingered among them all these years, there would probably be many more swords and swords in this prosperous world."

Outside the palace gate, Du Xuetang looked at the people waiting in the carriage with some surprise, and stopped in place for a moment.Zhao Zhiping looked at him, jumped out of the carriage, and opened the curtain.

"Xue Xiang, let's have a drink together"

Du Xuetang smiled, shook his head and stepped into the carriage first, "Then please trouble Mr. Zhao to drive himself."

wine shop

Du Xuetang drank a glass, held the glass in front of his eyes to watch, casually glanced at Mr. Zhao, "What? Is it really just drinking?"

"I have something to ask." Zhao Zhiping opened his mouth and glanced at him.

"Say"

"Why did you resign?"

"Mr. Zhao, do you need to explain such an obvious question?" Du Xuetang raised his eyebrows, still in the same demeanor as before, "The state affairs have been integrated into Dayong, and there is no need for me to balance the aristocratic clan and the new sect anymore."

"Your Majesty is not someone who cannot tolerate others," Zhao Zhiping said after a moment of silence.

"That's right, Your Majesty is kind, but I also hope that I can retire, besides..." Du Xuetang suddenly looked out the window, there was a big boat floating on the Jing River opposite, and the sound of silk and bamboo could be heard faintly, he watched for a while and sighed, "I'm tired "

I have finished what he left me, and now I am tired, I want to rest, slow down, and look at the scenery I missed.

Zhao Zhiping didn't talk, he drank cup after cup, Du Xuetang looked at him, this was the first time he saw Mr. Zhao drinking heavily, probably never before in the scholar's life.

Outside the restaurant, Du Xuetang was about to leave, Zhao Zhiping called to stop him, he turned around to look, the scholar's face was a little lonely.

"Back then, after Zhengqing and I parted here, he followed Zhao Wang, and I followed the prince. I didn't persuade him in the end. If he stayed, he would see that the world has really changed."

Zhao Zhiping turned his body slightly, as if recalling that day, facing the direction of the setting sun, "My lord is gone, Wang Meng has retired, and Lord An has been gone for more than ten years. In the golden palace I once dreamed of, now I am the only one left."

Du Xue smiled lightly and said to him, "Scholar, you are lonely"

Zhao Zhiping frowned slightly, stared at him for a while, and for the first time showed Du Xuetang's pleasing smile, "That's right."

"No." Du Xuetang shook his head, turned around and said, "Zhao Zhiping, you are the backbone of the world, and loneliness and retreat do not belong to you. You should...have the world in your heart." After he finished speaking, he strode away.

Zhao Zhiping looked at his back, straightened his sleeves for a long time and gave a deep salute, then stood up again with a resolute and serious expression.

Southern suburbs

"Xue Xiang" Ru Yin was surprised, and quickly stepped aside and said, "My master is in the backyard."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Sister-in-law." Du Xuetang saluted and walked towards the backyard familiarly. Halfway through, he turned around and said, "Mrs. Sister-in-law, I'm not the prime minister anymore."

Ruyin smiled and didn't open her mouth, Xue Fu had a calm demeanor, it was hard to imagine that she had been a close friend with her master for so many years.

"Prince" Du Xuetang saluted.

General Wang is now also the Duke of the state. He took off his armor and put on an elegant robe. He has never seen his junior before, so he thought he was some elegant gentleman.

"Xue Xiang... oh no, Xue Gong?" Wang Meng called out, and frowned first.

Hahaha... Du Xuetang laughed, looked at the vegetable garden in front of him and said, "What is this for?"

"Grow vegetables!" Wang Meng looked at the garden, threw down the weeds in his hand and said, "It's boring to be idle, Ruyin said that I'm old, don't use knives and guns if you don't have anything to do, and hurt yourself"

"If you want to do this, don't Zhao Zhiping and I want to buy a good coffin?"

Hehe... Wang Meng laughed for a while, took him to sit in the pavilion, looked at the green vegetable garden and said, "I heard about what happened a few days ago. These juniors just yelled without knowing anything. , the late emperors all respected you, and it is their turn to talk about being a duke of a country."

"What junior, that's an important official of the court." Du Xuetang said indifferently.

Wang Meng seemed to have thought of something, and patted the table next to him, "They thought we were old, but they didn't know they weren't born when we fought! Zhong'er, that kid, he just replies when I say a word, but he defends you like a yin with him"

Du Xuetang smiled lightly, chatted a few more words, and took out the wedding invitation in his arms, "In a few days, you must come for my son's wedding."

"Congratulations!" Wang Meng stood up with a naive look on his face.

It was already evening when Wang Meng and his wife sent Du Xuetang away. Wang Meng held his wife's shoulder, looked at the wedding invitation in his hand, and for some reason remembered the green rapeseed in the vegetable field.

"Master, what are you laughing at?" Ruyin looked at him strangely.

"I'm laughing, I'm confused." Wang Meng took her hand and walked towards the backyard. "What can be as good as peace in the world, and the children and grandchildren are around your knees?" What kind of prince, what meritorious deeds, he really misses the past, but the peace of the world is the general's look forward to.

The sound of firecrackers is endless, and with the sound, the bride gets off the sedan chair and enters the courtyard gate, and a couple of newlyweds walk slowly into the wedding hall with their wedding hands.

Xue Xiangfu's wedding banquet was naturally full of guests, and everything was quiet until midnight, when the couple was sent to the bridal chamber, and Du Xuetang and his wife, Mrs. Su, returned to their courtyard.

"What's wrong?" Du Xuetang turned around and saw Su's crying silently, and immediately stepped forward.

"Qi'er is married." Su Shi smiled at him.

Du Xuetang laughed, stepped forward to hug her and comforted her, "What's wrong with getting married, we can all rest now"

"Master" Su looked up at him, wanted to say something but swallowed "Yes, let's rest"

21 years of Daxing

Su Shi was lying on the bed, her face lost its former brilliance, and her illnesses came like a mountain, not because you are rich or not. She looked at the children in front of the hospital bed, and her eyes fell on Du Xuetang's face.

"You all go out, I have something to say to your father"

"Yes"

Du Xuetang slowly knelt on the head of the bed, leaning against the edge of the bed and looking at her, "Qingqing, don't think too much, just take a good rest."

"Master" Su showed a gentle smile at him, and took his hand, "Master, I am very happy. You are a very gentle person. You have never spoken harshly to me, and you are extremely considerate and considerate to your children." It is also well taught”

"Qingqing..." Du Xuetang grasped her hand suddenly, fear in his eyes, "Don't talk nonsense, you are the best person"

"I know...I know for a long time, you don't like me" Su Shi gently wiped the tears on his face "At first, you were because of Su Shi, but you spent more than 20 years working hard to like me I feel very happy when you fuck me, I know that in your heart, I think I am your closest person."

"Qingqing, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry..." Du Xuetang kissed the back of her hand, repenting for the past.

"So..." Su Shi suddenly squeezed him tightly and looked into his eyes, "If I'm not here, go find the dearest relative in your heart."

Du Xuetang looked at her with trembling lips, and Su faced him and continued, "I know that there is a person who lived in your heart before me, but you are a gentleman, and you have never betrayed our mother and child. Now that I am gone, you go find her She, I think... I think someone can take care of you"

The room was silent, suddenly there was a cry of pain, Xue Ran and Xue Qi heard it, and their knees fell to the ground limply.

Mrs. Xue Xiangye's death alarmed His Majesty. Emperor Xiao personally ordered all the officials to go to offer condolences.

By the small lake, Du Xuetang was dressed in filial piety. After a serious illness, he lost a lot of weight. He stood beside Magnolia and watched motionlessly, his eyes scattered.

That person is gone, and I can't find him anymore.

The breeze blew across the surface of the lake, causing ripples, like the old Jinghe, he looked at it and suddenly smiled, laughing until tears fell down.He was very lucky in his life, the people who liked him, and the people he liked treated him tenderly.

Ever since the late emperor passed away in the third year of Rende, Du Xuetang has never been to the Taimiao, maybe because he dared not, or because he couldn't imagine how that person hangs in the picture scroll, and when he was standing here, there was really no need to come.

The hall was lit with ever-burning lamps, and the incense was lingering. Du Xuetang looked at the portrait in front of him. On the three-foot-long scroll, the man was sitting upright, with a majestic face and serious eyes.

This is not him, but the emperor in the world's fantasy.

Beijiao Imperial Mausoleum

Du Xuetang was of course surprised to see An Ziqi, Master An's temples were slightly gray, but he still looked fierce, "Master An," he saluted.

"Xue Xiang" An Ziqi saluted.

"Not any more"

An Ziqi paused for a moment and saluted again, "It was my negligence, Mr. Xue."

Du Xuetang frowned, and said obliquely, "Forget about this title..."

Nodding his head, An Ziqi didn't say much, and said to him, "Madam Xue's matter... your condolences"

"Lord Hou" Du Xuetang took a breath and said to him, "We have seen so many people die, but we still cannot face death."

"Because it's our true love who left." Du Xuetang suddenly stopped in his tracks, Lord An looked at him, smiled a little, and immediately disappeared the sharpness, "So it's okay not to mourn, just keep him in your heart forever."

That's right, take it to heart!

When returning home, An Ziqi was still guarding there. From the third year of Rende, Du Xuetang looked at his back, and suddenly remembered his smile. He vaguely remembered that An Hou Ye had never been fierce and ruthless in front of the late emperor.

On the carriage back to the city, he saw An Zimo. When the two cars crossed, An Zimo nodded at him slightly. Du Xuetang looked through the window and felt that Dr. An still got nothing after going there.

An Zimo still looked at his brother silently and helplessly, "Ziqi..."

"Big brother" An Ziqi looked up, interrupting his cliché, "Why don't you believe that I'm fine?"

"Is it okay to guard the mausoleum all day long?"

"Then is it okay to quarrel with the court and die in battle all day long?"

An Zimo was dumb, every time he came, he was dumb. He looked at the enshrined tablets in the main hall, and suddenly his shoulders collapsed.

"Ziqi, there is something I've always wanted to tell you..."

"I know"

"you know?"

An Ziqi nodded at him, "You want to say the second year of Rende...you enter the palace...and Your Majesty..." He finally stopped talking, and stopped there, also looking at the memorial tablet.

"It's the first emperor." An Zimo corrected, knowing it was useless, "How did you know?" He asked, but actually he didn't care much about the answer.

"In the cold spring of that year, I found Li Han, and I forced him to tell. He may have pity me, or he may be afraid of me, and told me everything I didn't know."

An Zimo didn't speak any more, and stood quietly for a while, then suddenly turned around, "I'll let Qing'er come to see you tomorrow, and you don't know how to take care of yourself." There was resentment in his words, but he let it go.

"Big Brother" An Ziqi suddenly said to him, "Your Majesty has feelings for me"

"I think... yes." An Zimo nodded and left.

Du Xuetang saw a familiar place, a piece of green grass, with the fragrance of grass and flowers floating around, he walked forward according to the intuition in his heart, and he found a huge plane tree in the middle of the grass.

There was a man standing under the tree, wearing a white jade hair crown, with calm eyes, seeing that he had become very gentle again, he smiled at himself, full of youthful joy.

"You're finally back." Qin Yu looked at him with a smile.

Du Xuetang took two steps forward and stood in front of him. He moved his lips and before he could say anything, he was embraced by the other party, "Prince". He smelled the warm scent of wild flowers on his body.

"what happened?"

"I'm old and ugly"

"Who said that?" Qin Yu raised his head and kissed him on the forehead, "Xuetang is the prettiest!"

Hehe... Du Xuetang smiled youthfully, "My lord, I know it's too noisy."

"I hold you, nothing can disturb you anymore"

Okay, hold me tight, we've wasted too much time, and now we're never apart.

In the 21st year of Daxing, Grand Master Xue Fu was seriously ill and passed away on a winter night. The emperor went to offer his condolences in person without eating for a day.

The author has something to say:

Qin Ming can't write it!

When I designed this article, I created a huge background. Qin Ming's story involves the post-Xiao Emperor period.In fact, there were several important turning points in the end of the Yong Dynasty, Tai | Zu VS He Hou, Liang Wang vs Feng Yufei, and the history after Emperor Xiaodi.There are also miscellaneous stories about Emperor Zhao and the son of the Yue family, and the twists of Emperor Wei. I want to write slowly, and I don’t know who gave me the ambition.

Really, I now feel that I may be the kind who is full and full and keeps hiccupping.