Chang Geng couldn't speak. On the way, everyone he met in the way secretly looked at him, and the waves of eyes almost drowned him, but he still couldn't see the similarity between himself and the one on the dragon bed with a strand of hair. .
He heard Gu Yun whispering in his ear, "Whether it's true or false, just call."
Chang Geng tilted his head and saw the eyes of his little adoptive father. Those eyes were so clear and cold that there was no trace of tears - there was no pretence at all, they looked beautiful and ruthless.
This seemingly always ruthless person sighed and whispered: "Forget it, I beg you."
No matter how much resistance and incomprehension there were in Chang Geng's heart, he would compromise after hearing this, and he said to himself, "Just treat me as a counterfeit and comfort him."
He lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "Royal Father."
Yuanhe Emperor's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had saved the last vitality into a ball of thieves, and they exploded like fireworks. He looked at Chang Geng for a long time as if he couldn't see it enough, and said with talent like a gossamer: "Give me the name Min, I hope my son is tall and lofty, and he has no worries. Peace of mind, long life, do you have a nickname?"
Chang Geng: "Yes, my name is Chang Geng."
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Emperor Yuan He's lips twitched slightly, "ho ho" sounded in his throat, and he was speechless for a while.
Gu Yun had to take a step forward, helped the old emperor up, and patted his back lightly, making him spit out a mouthful of old phlegm. Emperor Yuan He rolled his eyes, panted and shivered, and fell back with a sigh, a chicken paw grabbed Gu Yun's hand.
Gu Yun: "The minister is here."
Emperor Yuan He said as if he had broken the bellows: "His brothers are all grown up, only my Chang Geng, I can't watch him become an adult."
Gu Yun seemed to have a feeling, and the old emperor's eyes met, the old and the young, the tear-stained and the calm, they just exchanged glances, and it seemed that they quickly had some kind of tacit understanding.
Gu Yun: "I know."
"I have entrusted this child to you, Zixi, I have no one else, I can only trust you, and you will take care of him for me." Yuan Hedi's voice became weaker and softer, and he muttered a lot of nonsense, Gu Gu said. Yun struggled to discern what he meant, "I want to give him a prince, where did you find him?"
Gu Yun: "Northern Xinjiang Yanhui."
"Yanhui" Yuanhe Emperor repeated in a low voice, "I haven't been there, how far. Then I will issue an edict, and I will issue an edict to make Li Min, the fourth son of the emperor, the king of Yanbei, but ahem, but not now, we have to wait until He crowned"
Gu Yun listened quietly. In the Liang Dynasty, the single word was usually the prince. For example, the second prince was named "King Wei". .
Emperor Yuanhe: "I'm not wronging him, I just can't protect him anymore. I can't make his brothers feel dissatisfied with Zixi in the future. Do you know why I have to ask him to be crowned before he can attack the king?"
Gu Yun paused and nodded.
But Chang Geng didn't know what kind of riddle they were playing, and his heart jumped wildly for no reason, as if he had a premonition.
Emperor Yuanhe said: "Because I want to decree that I will adopt Chang Geng to you, and let him depend on you for a few years, Zixi, you have to treat him well, even if you have a child of your own in the future, you will be fine. Don't dislike him, he's in his teens, I won't bother you for a few years, and when you get the crown, you will let him go out and build a mansion, and then I will choose the place with the county king's specifications."
When Yuan He said this, he choked in his throat and coughed violently. Gu Yun wanted to reach out to help him, but was waved away by the old emperor.
The old emperor looked at Chang Geng with an inexplicably pale face, and the more he looked at it, the more sad he became.
He thought to himself, such a good child, why can't he be by his side
Why was it so hard to get it back, but he took one less look at it
Emperor Yuan He hurriedly took his eyes off Chang Geng, like a cowardly old boy, and said to Gu Yun: "I've been busy all the way, I'm very tired, let the child go down and rest, I'll say a few more words to you. ."
Gu Yun led Chang Geng outside the door, handed it over to the waiter, and whispered in his ear, "Go and rest first, I'll find you later."
Chang Geng didn't say a word, he followed the inner servant who led the way and left silently, unable to tell what it was like in his heart.
This time, he justifiably became Gu Yun's adopted son, which should be a good thing, but he was inexplicably unhappy in his heart.
But the words of the golden mouth have been decided, there is no room for him to refuse, no room for him to resist, and no room for him to say more.
He could only involuntarily walk away from the palace filled with medicine and death, following the servant who bowed his head and took a step away. After taking a few steps, Chang Geng involuntarily looked back at Gu Yun. Just as he saw Gu Yun turn sideways, Marquis Anding had a profile face that could be drawn into the painting, and the large and heavy court clothes were wrapped around him.
"What are you thinking?" Chang Geng smiled bitterly, thinking to himself, "A few days ago, you were the son of a hundred families in the borderlands, and there was a mother who would abuse you and poison you with her life, but today she has become the adopted son of Marquis Anding. Can such a good thing be dreamed of?"
He just laughed at himself while being powerless to everything around him. The thirteen-year-old boy walked through the dimly lit palace corridor, a total of nine to eighty-one steps. He walked unforgettable for a lifetime.
The door was gently closed, and there was a faint smoke from the incense burner with steam at the head of the bed.
Emperor Yuanhe said to Gu Yun, who was kneeling on the bedside, "I remember that you and Ayan were best friends when you were young. They were of average age, together, like a pair of dolls made of jade."
Speaking of the third prince who died early, Gu Yun's expression finally changed: "This minister is very stubborn, not as good as the third highness's knowledge and rationality since childhood."
"You're not stubborn," Yuan Hedi paused and repeated in a low voice, "If you're not stubborn, if Ayan misses you a little bit, why would he die so early? A dragon gives birth to a dragon, and a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, what kind of species is it? , what kind of tree will it grow into, Zixi, you are the blood of the late emperor.”
Gu Yun: "This minister is frightened."
Emperor Yuan He waved his hand: "There are no outsiders today, I will tell you a few sincere words. Zixi, you are born to open up new territories, and when a pack of wolves see you, you will shiver and bow your head, but I am always worried that you are too hostile. Heavy, it will detract from the blessings in the future.”
There are rumors in the market that Gu Yun's grandfather, Emperor Wu, was killed too much, so he ended up in a desolate evening, and he couldn't keep his children one by one.
"King Wei's heart is big, but with you guarding, the prince's future can be considered safe, I'm just a little worried that you will listen to me, everything is too late, you have to be lucky to know that the old abbot of Huguo Temple is also a child. Watching you grow up, the Buddhadharma is boundless, if you are free, go to sit with him more often."
The old bald donkey in Huguo Temple had a crow's mouth. He once said that Gu Yun was destined to take Sha and kill six relatives. Because of this, Gu Yun always refused to step into Huguo Temple.
Hearing the emperor mention it at this time, Gu Yun said in his heart, "By the way, I forgot about that old bald donkey. If I have a chance, I must settle accounts with him after the autumn, and set fire to his rotten Buddhist temple that deceives the world and steals its name."
After the death of the old marquis, the emperor also used this ominous and ominous argument to weaken Xuantieying. However, in recent years, the people of Fanbang have traveled the sea and frequently traveled to and from Daliang, Northern Xinjiang, Western Regions, and even thousands of miles in the East China Sea. Where are there no covetous eyes greedily looking at the land of the state
The murder is too heavy and ominous. Could it be that the country has fallen, the territory has become a wolf, the people have been displaced, and corpses have been floating for thousands of miles, even if peace is the most precious, and everything will be fine
If Gu Dashuai is as sentimental as his cousin who is three thousand miles away, then who will the ignorant and ignorant beings in the great country rely on to guard the territory
Do you send Hanlins from the DPRK to "convince people with virtue"
Gu Yun not only wanted to fight, but also wanted to fight once and for all. It is best to directly step on the Western Regions and hit the door of the Western Fanbang people who coveted the Central Plains for three days and two times. .
When the rebellion in the Western Regions was quelled, Gu Yun wrote to him and asked for it. The emperor might think he was crazy, so he dismissed it without saying anything, and even sent him to the northern border with the inexplicable task of "recovering the fourth prince".
Of course, the emperor didn't expect that, he pinned Gu Yun to the northern border, and Gu Yun tied him back a barbarian prince.
Some people take the lead in killing the stars. If they are not good, they will open up the territory and expand the land, and they will definitely return to the dynasty and bring disaster to the country and the people.
The dying amorous emperor and the ruthless general in full bloom lie down and kneel, digging their hearts for the last time at the cramped bedside, still no one can convince anyone.
Yuan He Di looked at his cold eyes, and suddenly a burst of sadness came from it.
The old emperor thought, if he hadn't been greedy for imperial power back then, would he be just an idle prince fighting cocks and dogs
He can't meet the woman who is destined to be, and he may promise someone else his life affectionately, and he doesn't have to be separated from his wife for so many years.
This kind of throne full of thorns and dry bones, probably only people like the Marquis of Anding who are decisive and cold-hearted are qualified to sit on it
Emperor Yuanhe murmured, "Where is Zixi, Zixi?"
Gu Yun's cast iron color fluctuated for a while, his eyelashes drooped slightly, his straight shoulders softened slightly, and he was no longer so inhumane.
Emperor Yuan He asked, "Will you resent me?"
Gu Yun: "I dare not."
Emperor Yuan He asked again, "Then will you miss me in the future?"
Gu Yun closed his mouth.
The old emperor stared at him relentlessly: "Why don't you speak?"
Gu Yun was silent for a while, and he didn't see much sadness. He just said lightly: "If the emperor goes, Zixi will have no family anymore."
Emperor Yuanhe's chest seemed to be grabbed by a hand for a moment. He had never seen this little bastard say a soft word in his life, but now this sentence seems to convey the unspoken grievance and love of the two generations. Once the hatred was written off, only the faint attachment of loneliness and fading faded in the passing time was left.
At this time, a waiter cautiously reminded at the door: "Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine."
Gu Yun came back, raised his head, and became the unparalleled humanoid weapon again: "Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body, this minister has retired."
Emperor Yuanhe suddenly called him by his nickname: "Little Sixteen!"
Gu Yun paused slightly.
Yuan He Di struggled to reach under the pillow, and took out a string of old wooden Buddha beads: "Come here, reach out."
Gu Yun watched the panting old man buckle the string of cheap beads on his wrist, feeling a little complicated.
"Big cousin is looking at you." Yuan Hedi patted the back of his hand and said inaudibly.
Gu Yun felt a lot of grief in his heart, and the calm on the surface could hardly be maintained, so he had to hurriedly retire.
Three days later, the emperor collapsed.
The civil and military officials and the thousands of Li Min, together, once again bid farewell to an era.
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