Wishing You Eternal Happiness

For three consecutive days, the emperor did not show up.

In these three days, there were no court meetings, no discussions, no ministers saw the emperor's face, and the memorials sent up were not yet approved.

The courtiers only remembered that the emperor was diligent and incessant, that is, he was sick, and he never stopped the court on weekdays. Such a situation has never been seen before since he was enthroned. Asking Li Yuangui, Li Yuangui only said that he accidentally contracted a ill on the eve of Long Live, and felt unwell, so he dropped out of the regiment. The first day was okay. On the second day, the officials began to discuss privately. On the third day, there were different opinions. Some people who were high-ranking and often went to and out of the imperial study room on weekdays were recommended to visit the sick. After waiting for a long time outside, Li Yuangui finally came out. After dealing with the anxious ministers, they finally passed the emperor's verbal message, explaining that the early reign had been restored, and everyone was relieved.

Li Yuangui watched the ministers leave and turned back into the bedroom.

There was no one in the palace, and all the palace people were cleared out. The tents were hanging down. In broad daylight, the light inside was very dim.

Li Yuangui walked lightly to the depths of the bedroom and came to the dragon bed with the tent hanging down. He bowed, separated the tent, and carefully said: "Long live, everyone is gone!"

There is no sound in the tent.

Li Yuangui waited for a while, and finally reached out his hand and gently opened the tent.

The weather was only in early October. At noon during the day, I wore a tucked robe and walked a few steps in the sun. Sometimes I felt the heat of sweating. But at this moment, the emperor was wrapped in a big quilt from head to body, and he was sitting on the bed. , Only showed one face, staring at the front with both eyes, motionless, as if in concentration.

The light in the tent was dim, and his eyes looked dark, and his expression was a bit shocking.

Li Yuangui said again: "Long live, the ministers are all gone. Long live tomorrow is still early, and the slave and maid will call an imperial doctor and prescribe a prescription for qi adjustment..."

"I am not ill. I have been here for decades. I can't die for such a thing. Tell me, what has he been doing in prison these few days?"

"Master Pei didn't do anything--" Li Yuangui whispered.

The emperor said two **** ho, "I understand! He can't get in, and all my painstaking efforts that night were in vain!"

He slowly turned his head, and the urn sounded anger: "I dig my heart and lungs, hoping that he will be loyal to me, father and son are of the same mind, but he is so to me, he doesn't care about my face! I am the emperor, I want face! Li Yuangui, you say, How should I punish him?"

Li Yuangui's tears fell out, the corners of his sleeves quickly wiped, and he knelt down: "Long live, the dragon body is important, don't think about breaking the body, as for Master Pei, long live give him some more time, father and son nature, Because of the blood and bones, he will gradually understand the painstaking efforts of Long live."

The emperor hadn’t heard of it for a long while, and sneered: “I’m afraid he’s seen as a donkey liver and lungs for my painstaking efforts. No matter what, looking at her face, I will give him another chance. If he is still obsessed with understanding, I will try to be blamed by her. , I can't recognize this son!"

Li Yuangui was taken aback: "Long live I want to..."

"I am going to approve the memorial first!"

The emperor threw away the big beard that had been draped for a day, turned over and went to bed, with a disheveled hair, only a white shirt on his body and no shoes, barefoot on the cold and smooth palace floor, and strode forward. Going away, the robe is blowing in the wind, and the big sleeves are fluttering.

When he was young, he had a flamboyant personality and an Anglo-American appearance. Now he is old. Although his temperament has changed drastically, he has a shady character. He is not trimmed without a dragon robe at the moment, but his shoulders are still standing on the mountain. Unruly taste.

Li Yuangui was taken aback, then he sighed, picked up the pair of shoes on the ground, and hurriedly chased him up: "Hurrah, beware of cold feet, slave servants will put shoes on you..."

...

In the middle of the night, the moon was black and the wind was high, and inside the secret prison of Xiyuan where Pei Youan was held, the lights were heavy. Pei Youan Xiangyu, lying on his side on a straw mat on the floor of the prison room.

Gradually, there was a sound of footsteps outside the prison room, the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the prison door, accompanied by a sound of unlocking, someone stepped into the prison door and stood on the ground.

Pei Youan opened his eyes, turned his head slowly, took a look, got up, flattened his clothes, knelt, and bowed to the figure in front of him.

Half of Xiao Lie's face was reflected in the dim candlelight, as if it was plated with a light lamp color, while the other half of his face was hidden in the dark side of the candlelight, his eyes were bright and dark, and his eyes were faint.

"Youan, since you were sixteen years old, you have been by my side for nearly ten years. In these ten years, you have divided my sorrows and problems. Is there really no feeling of admiration?"

Xiao Lie asked with a deep voice.

Pei Youan said: "Long live back, the life of the criminal minister was saved by Long Live. In these years, everything that the criminal minister has done for Long live is both repaying gratitude and acting as a minister. Long live is a man of the world. The emperor is the parents of the people of the world, making the people of the world admire him, and he is the way of the king, and he is also worthy of the voyage and cutting of the mountain ladder during the 20 years of Longqian Wuding."

The corner of Xiao Lie's eyes throbbed, and he took a deep breath: "Very well, since you are like a ruler and a minister, I will give you one last chance as a ruler."

"I ask you, you still have nothing to say about the young emperor?"

Pei Youan was silent for a moment, and said: "Long live back, the criminal minister has nothing to say."

Xiao Lie's breathing became rough again, his palms were squeezed tightly, and the back of his hands slowly bulged, like a green earthworm running away under his skin.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

"The minister is afraid. But the thunder and rain, could it be God's grace."

Xiao Lie's eyes were violent, he raised his arm straight, pointed at Pei Youan who was kneeling on the ground, and prolonged his already changed voice: "No ruler or father, unfaithfulness and unfilial piety! Here, I can't tolerate you so rebellious. People! I brought you from Suye City back then, and now you go back there for me! Since then, the two clearings will not owe each other!"

After he finished speaking, he turned abruptly, swung the corners of his robe, and walked away quickly. Amidst the sound of scrabbling, his figure gradually disappeared at the end of the aisle.

Pei Youan was still kneeling straight, his face turned pale, his back slowly curled down, his forehead touched the cold mud, his body motionless.

He suddenly felt the sweetness of his throat, and slowly straightened up, swallowing back the dark red and bruised blood that had accumulated on his chest for many days, and then sat back on the straw mat and closed his eyes.

...

A few days later, the entire Great Wei Dynasty Hall was completely overwhelmed by a sudden news that was spreading crazily in private. Everyone had no intention of government affairs. Even when they were in the court, they were secretly observing the emperor’s face and wanted to find out from it. Some clues come out.

After those three days of puzzling cessation, the emperor in these few days has returned to his original appearance. Whenever the ministers and workers did not respond properly, they attacked and blamed them for correction, just like the emperor's style. Ministers are all as good as walking on thin ice and coping with all their attention.

No one can believe that the secret news is true.

A few days ago, at dawn, someone saw a man being escorted out of the north gate of the imperial city by two old pawns.

Many people in this capital recognize Pei Youan. It is said that the appearance of that person is very similar to Pei Youan, except that Zhu Zi was no longer there that day, and he was dressed in blue clothes. He left the city gate and headed north.

Then, someone confirmed that Jing Xiang did not see Pei Youan until any day. So the news spread.

It is said that when Pei Youan went to the southwest to take up his post, he somehow left his post without permission, disobeyed his orders, and angered the emperor. The emperor Longyan was furious, so he deposed him and sent him to the north to show punishment.

As for the internal situation, why the emperor did not publicly show it to the public? On this day, Liu Jiushao and An Yuanhou faced the saint together, and took Pei Youan as the court's important minister. If he was really guilty, he would also serve as the reason for the Trial of the Three Divisions and ask the emperor for confirmation. He didn't want the emperor to be furious, so he slapped the two on the spot and fined the three months' salary. Since then, the whole country has been silent, and no one dared to talk more, the three words Pei Youan have become unspeakable.

In the early morning of this autumn day, a ray of white morning light had just appeared in the east, with remnant willow silk hanging by the roadside, and cold reed fluttering. Pei Youan joined the old man and continued on the road.

If you are lucky enough, if you go on like this for a few days, you may be able to meet the military team sent to the north by the court.

Gradually approaching the bridge pavilion in front, the sound of a carriage coming up suddenly came from behind. It chased to the front, it was a green felt trolley. After stopping, a woman climbed out of the car, dressed in a plain, arm-armed car. He was only burdened and called him to stay.

"My lord, there is a little lady chasing you!"

An old man said.

Pei Youan is sure, and slowly turns his head.

Chi Hanzhen chased him up, stopped, tightly grasped the burden in his hands, stared at him with his eyes, and gasped slightly.

The old soldier glanced at each other, then stepped aside.

"Are you okay?" Pei Youan nodded slightly to her, as before, gentle and polite.

Chi Hanzhen's breath gradually settled, and tears gradually appeared in his eyes as he watched his thin face.

"Master Pei, I heard your news, I have settled down with my brother. It is bitter outside the customs, please allow Master Pei to allow me to go with me. I have no regrets in my life."

Pei Youan stretched his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Your kindness, Pei takes it with my heart. I am a guilty body, this is a distribution, long live my life, and my family is not allowed to travel together. If you travel in private, the crime is aggravated. You go back."

He turned around.

"Master Pei——"

Chi Hanzhen took a few more steps.

"The Buddhist scriptures say that there are three thousand weak waters, and you only need to take a scoop. In my life, I have had a wife with me for two years. Fortunately for me, I have no regrets. Go back!"

Pei Youan did not turn his head back, strode forward.

Chi Hanzhen stopped in place, fixedly looking at the cyan back in front of him.

The back was straight, like bamboo and pine, and the morning breeze was blowing at the corners of his clothes. He strode forward and gradually disappeared at the end of the road.