"In this world, is there really no one who can kill Li Jianhong?"
Mu Kuangda let out a long sigh, and behind him stood the masked Changliu-Jun.
Opposite Mu Kuangda, stood General Zhao Kui. Today Zhao Kui was dressed as a scholar and was practicing calligraphy in his study, while Wu Du was silent.
"It's not that it can't be killed," Zhao Kui replied, "it's that it can't be killed. Wu Du, Lord Changliu, Zheng Yan, and the Wuming guest are all under the jurisdiction of Zhenheshan. As long as the sword is in Li Jianhong's hands for one day, it will be destroyed. Do not face each other with swords.”
Zhao Kui's words turned violently, and sprinkled down one stroke at a time, like a rainstorm wrapping countless blades.
"Since the death of Yantuo," Zhao Kui said solemnly, "it will be difficult to find someone who can rival Li Jianhong in the world."
"No matter how strong you are, you are still a human being." Mu Kuangda said lightly, "If you are human, you will have weaknesses. If you have everything in mind, you can't avoid variables if you think that everything is under his control."
Zhao Kui said: "Maybe Wumingke is his variable. This person first betrayed his teacher and then bloodshed the whole sect. So far, he has not given an account. According to Wu Independence's report, I have sent someone to investigate his whereabouts. My hometown is at the end of Xianbei Mountain, and when Li Jianhong fled, he also stayed there for a short time."
Mu Kuangda held the tea cup, took a sip to his mouth, and looked down the corridor: "I really can't do anything about him, so I have to leave it to the general."
"Besides that, I remember that there is another person in this world." Zhao Kui put down his pen, "Maybe he can fight against Li Jianhong."
Zhao Kui looked at Mu Kuangda and said, "But I can't invite him, so I can only leave it to the Prime Minister."
Mu Kuangda was thoughtful, but did not speak.
"Master Wangbei was seriously injured by Nayan Tuo in the past, and it was passed down that Duanchen Yuan was in Kongming's hands." Zhao Kui said, "Kongming had a junior brother who led him to practice, and then he betrayed his teacher and took Duanchen Yuan."
"Wu Du and Lord Changliu are no longer expected." Zhao Kui sighed and said, "Except Li Jianhong, everyone in the world can be killed, but he cannot be killed.
"And the unknown guest came and set himself up with important tasks. The Yuan people declared war on the Liao Kingdom. If it is not expected, within a few months, the beacon will rise, and Li Jianhong will definitely appear."
Mu Kuangda was silent for a long time and did not speak.
The Yuan people went south, the vanguard troops had already broken through Hu Chang, and the Liao Kingdom was disturbed. The fleeing people flocked to Beijing. At June 15, nearly 30,000 people gathered outside the city. Li Jianhong rode a horse and led Duan Ling all the way through the official road to the city gate.
"Who!" said the city gate guard, "show the documents and search the whole body!"
Li Jianhong turned his horse's head and made a whistle towards the city wall. Cai Wen, who was in charge of defending the city, caught sight of it, and let someone open the side door and let the two in.
"Thank him." Li Jianhong instructed Duan Ling, and Duan Ling clenched his fists at Cai Wen from a distance on horseback. Cai Wen clenched his fists and greeted him. what's the matter.
Although he had only been away for a few days, when he returned home, Duan Ling felt as if he had passed away. He went to rescue Batu that night, and since he stepped out of the house, he involuntarily embarked on a magnificent road. In one night, he became the royal family of Nanchen. His father was actually the number one military commander at the border and the god of war of the Han people.
Duan Ling's life has undergone this drastic change, and everything in the past has become unfamiliar. Lang Junxia's secrecy, the arrival of his father - everything has an explanation.
You are going to do a great job in the future.
Many things that I didn't understand before, now I understand all at once.
He sat under the porch, staring blankly at the courtyard.
"father."
"Hey, son." Li Jianhong, as always, carried the pot to water Duanling's flowerbed.
Duan Ling did not speak. After Li Jianhong finished pouring the water, he poured water, steamed the rice, killed the fish by the well, and cooked for Duan Ling.
This change happened so quickly and suddenly that Duan Ling didn't know how to deal with himself. He looked at Li Jianhong's back and felt that the person known by Master Kongming, Lang Junxia, and Madam Qionghuayuan was not the same as his father. personal. Just like a dream.
Li Jianhong scratched the fish scales, looked back at Duan Ling, and asked, "Hungry? Let's start dinner, two quarters of an hour."
"Father." Duan Ling said, "What should I do now?"
Li Jianhong was startled for a moment, then laughed, and took the fish into the kitchen. Duan Ling hurriedly chased after him and watched Li Jianhong pick up the oil pan behind him.
"Do whatever you want." Li Jianhong said casually, "Those grievances are my father's business, not your shackles."
Duan Ling said, "Your business is mine, what will you do as a prince?"
Li Jianhong asked Duan Ling to stand aside and block in front of him to prevent the oil star from splashing on him. He put the fish in along the edge of the pot, and there was a light "crackling" sound, and the aroma was fragrant.
"Your fourth uncle has not yet had an heir." Li Jianhong said casually, "Even if there is, the position of Emperor Chen in the south of Japan will be yours. You are not a prince, you are an emperor."
Duan Ling: "..."
Li Jianhong knocked the edge of the pot with his backhand, and the fried fish swirled in the iron pan. Li Jianhong flicked his finger again, causing the fish to turn over, the golden side facing up, sizzling. ring.
"Reading is to learn to be an emperor." Li Jianhong said with a smile, "In order not to be in a hurry after ascending the throne, remember what the ancestors said?"
"Governing a big country..." Duan Ling looked at the fish in the pot and said, "It's like cooking a small fish."
"That's it." Li Jianhong said solemnly, "It seems that reading is still useful."
Duan Ling said, "But I don't know anything."
Li Jianhong added half a scoop of water, threw in the onion, ginger and garlic, covered the pot, wiped his hands, and said, "I can't go to school, Your Majesty, go get a bowl and cook!"
Li Jianhong picked up Duan Ling horizontally, and Duan Ling was placed outside the hall, where he set the tableware and chopsticks.
"When you are free, you can think about what you want to do when you become emperor."
During the meal, Li Jianhong said seriously to Duan Ling.
Duan Ling nodded, unable to laugh or cry, and Li Jianhong instructed again: "Before everything is determined, just think about it for yourself, and you don't have to tell outsiders, there is no way to make people jealous, after all, there are eight out of ten people in this world | nine, all are You can't be king."
Duan Ling laughed and said that, but it felt very far away. That night, Li Jianhong hugged his knees and watched the starry sky under the corridor, while Duan Ling flipped through the book for a while to prepare for the upcoming exam, and gradually fell asleep before the desk, Li Jianhong carefully hugged him He got up, carried him back to his room, and the father and son slept on the same bed.
"Scholars can't help but be brave..."
The weather was getting warmer, Duan Ling recited Zeng Zi's words and couldn't help but glance at Li Jianhong, who was reading a book on the side.
"... There is a long way to go." Li Jianhong replied indifferently.
"There is a long way to go." Duan Ling recited.
His heart was full of doubts, his father was alone, and the only person who could drive him was Lang Junxia, Nan Chen, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and thousands of miles of land. How to recover only by being a royal family
"Father." Duan Ling asked, "Do you know Yelu Dashi?"
"I know him." Li Jianhong said, "He always pretends not to know me."
Duan Ling: "???"
Li Jianhong teased: "It's like one person beats another person, and the one who gets beaten always takes a detour."
Duan Ling: "..."
"Then will he trouble you?" Duan Ling, after thinking about it for a long time, knew that his father's identity was very sensitive. Once he was alone, the Qiu family might come to him.
"He won't." Li Jianhong said, "We used to be his enemies, but now we are not. Yelu Dashi is very cunning, he always sees the wind, and he doesn't even know I'm here."
Duan Ling asked, "What about the south?"
"These days, I've been thinking about it." Li Jianhong pondered for a moment, and then said: "It's nothing more than borrowing troops, forming alliances, winning the Liao Kingdom, and fighting against the Yuan people. If Yelu Dashi is willing to lend me 10,000 people, take down Zhao Kui. , not to mention."
"Is he willing to borrow troops?" Duan Ling asked.
Li Jianhong replied, "We have to figure out a way. That's what I'm thinking of, how to give a reason why he has to accept it. It was this arrangement that I talked about with Batu's father that day. He Chen Bing Yubi Pass, Nan Chen's army will not be able to pass, and the only way to go to Beijing is to go to the southwest road for help."
Duan Ling said: "Just like Batu, leave me here as a proton..."
"No." Li Jianhong's face sank, and his tone was cold, "You can't say this again. In your eyes, father is such a person?"
Duan Ling had no choice but to nod his head to show that he knew. After a while, he glanced at Li Jianhong and felt that he seemed a little angry, so he went over to please him. Li Jianhong turned around, put his arms around him, and said leisurely, "You must never let Yelu Dashi know. your identity."
Duan Ling said "um", Li Jianhong said: "If there is any trend, Dad will discuss it with you, don't worry about it."
Duan Ling nodded, and leaned in Li Jianhong's arms to read a book to prepare for the exam. Li Jianhong stared at an old yellowish map on the desk. The map was a vast territory in the north, connected to the south of Yubi Pass. Until Huai Shui, there is a huge word - Liao written on it.
For several days, Li Jianhong was thinking. Duan Ling's exam day is getting closer and closer. It's strange to say that Duan Ling feels like he has grown up overnight. He doesn't seem to care much about what he liked before, and he no longer wants to play. In life, it seems that there are more important things waiting for you.
Is this destiny? Duan Ling began to have new and strong feelings for his father. His admiration for Li Jianhong was never sketchy, but he gradually felt that although his father was his, he had an inescapable responsibility to more people. Maybe this is exactly what the Master said, something called the kingly way. And this kingly way belongs to the two of them.
He began to avoid bothering Li Jianhong, trying not to interrupt his long thinking. Summer is here, and cicadas are humming incessantly. The summer in Shangjing is dry and cool, with a fresh breath.
One day, Duan Ling was carrying a bag. He walked through the corridor and said to Li Jianhong, who was drinking tea in the hall, "Father, I'm going to take the entrance exam."
Li Jianhong looked at him in the hall, his eyes were very complicated, but full of warmth.
"You have grown up." Li Jianhong said.
Duan Ling stood in the sunny yard, bathed in the summer sun. For some reason, he was a little sad to hear his father say that.
"But Dad likes the way you look now." Li Jianhong got up with a smile and said, "Let's go."
Duan Ling didn't want Li Jianhong to be distracted by his own affairs, but Li Jianhong always remembered that everything was packed and put aside. At this time, he put down the tea cup, got up with his luggage, and went to Biyong Hall with Duan Ling. Take the test.
This is Duan Ling's first time taking the test in his life, so he can't say he's a little nervous, but Li Jianhong said, "Don't worry, you won't pass the test, Dad will send you some money to let you in and play."
Duan Ling laughed, and the tension was diluted a lot. That day, the Biyong Hall was already crowded with students taking the exam, and there was a lot of noise. Li Jianhong found a seat, let him sit down, and said in a low voice, "Father will be waiting for you on the tree outside the yard."
Duan Ling: "..."
"You go back first." Duan Ling felt embarrassed, but no one noticed them as there were people coming and going in the Biyong Hall. Li Jianhong set out a pen and paper for him, and said, "There are still many big scenes you have to deal with in the future. Just write and write. You don't need to rely on such a piece of paper to prove your ability. Dad believes in you, so you don't need to be too serious. ."
Duan Ling suddenly understood the meaning of Li Jianhong's words, nodded to his father, learned the arts of literature and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family, he is the emperor's family, what else to worry about? Li Jianhong's meaning should be that there is no need to work too hard, so as not to stand out and attract attention.
Li Jianhong gestured towards Duan Ling with a thumbs up and turned to go out.