Su Huaijing stood there, silent for a long time, lowered his head, and laughed muffledly.
When he raised his head again, he curved his eyes and asked softly, "Tangtang, are you acting like a spoiled child—"
Rong Tang was startled and was about to refute immediately, but he heard Su Huaijing ask again: "Are you still feeling sorry for me?"
Rong Tang was speechless for a moment.
On a summer night, the Milky Way was shining brightly, the stars were hanging in the sky, a candle was lit in the house, and moonlight was shining faintly from the window. Rong Tang looked at Su Huaijing in a daze, and for a moment, he almost thought that he was going to confess his life story to her.
He was speechless for a while, and asked as if he didn't know: "Why do you say that?"
Su Huaijing sat opposite him, propped up his chin with one hand, looked at him tenderly, and said, "The young general of the Xianguo family is my cousin."
Rong Tang felt relieved when he heard that.
Fortunately, with this identity as a cover, Su Huaijing could use the identity of a distant relative of Duke Xian's family to blatantly tell him things that only the Seventh Prince knew.
But it won't be exposed by anyone.
Rong Tang nodded: "I know, he is a very powerful person."
The novel "The Emperor's Journey" begins from the perspective of the male protagonist Sheng Chengli. At that time, Emperor Renshou had already succeeded in seizing the throne. All the brilliant figures in the history of Dayu were perhaps buried in the earth or lived in seclusion in the downtown area, and the spirit of vigor and vitality in their eyes was never seen again.
For example, Princess Duanyi, who often lives in the mansion chanting scriptures and reciting Buddhist scriptures, and Duke Xianguo, who once fought on the battlefield and made great contributions.
There are barbarians in the north of Dayu who frequently harass the border. This is a legacy problem from ancient times and has been a headache for every person in power.
During the reign of Emperor Xuan, the young general Wei Ziheng, who had just turned 18, requested to lead troops to the northern border to quell the rebellion. He was away for three years and did not return to the capital, but he repelled the barbarians for 800 miles.
After his father, the then mighty general Mr. Wei, passed away, General Wei naturally became the new mighty general of Dayu.
Having two heroes in one family is a true honor earned with blood and heroism.
General Wei died at the age of fifty-four. From the time he was eighteen to fifty-four, a full thirty-six years, no soldier or horse from the northern border dared to cross the border and set foot into the mountains and rivers of Dayu.
Rong Tang said, "My grandmother almost married General Wei."
Su Huaijing chuckled: "It was indeed almost there."
The emperor's adopted daughter and the eldest son of a mighty general should have been a beautiful story.
But Emperor Xuan suddenly fell ill, and Emperor Ming ascended the throne. Duan Yi was worried about his younger brother being alone in the court surrounded by wolves and tigers. The Wei family had been heroes who fought for the country for generations, and every general would leave offspring for the family before going to war. This was almost an eternal rule.
It is impossible for Duan Yi to retreat behind the scenes to take care of her husband and children, and it is impossible for Wei Ziheng to abandon his orphan mother and go to the border alone, leaving his elderly mother worried.
So the two people who were originally engaged made an appointment one evening, and had a meal in the Gilded Tower of Yujing in a dignified and open manner, looking down at the ordinary joys of thousands of people in the Jinfen River, their ordinary sustenance in life.
I wish you a safe journey and to defend the country's territory; you wish me a worry-free journey and to create a gap in the court.
They then broke off their engagement, and had no further trouble with each other for the next thirty or forty years.
General Wei had a son and a daughter. The eldest son joined the army to serve his country; the daughter entered the palace and became the mother of the country, and later became Queen Wei - the mother of Su Huaijing.
Wei Ziheng had two special honors. For the country, he was a mighty general who intimidated the enemy. For the family, he was a duke respected by the previous emperor and given the title of "Xian". He was the most famous person at that time.
The major general that Ke Hongxue mentioned was Wei Zhun, the grandson of Wei Ziheng.
In the year when the northern border was invaded, the former crown prince was 21 years old and Wei Zhun was 17 years old, both were young men in the prime of their lives in the city of Yujing.
If the course of history had not deviated, the former crown prince would have ascended the throne, and Wei Zhun would have grown from a young major general to become a famous general like his father and grandfather, whose name alone was enough to shock the barbarians.
But there are no ifs in the past. Like the late crown prince, Wei Zhun died in the late spring when the sun was rising and the border town was broken.
The young man was buried in the spring dynasty and became the wind and sand guarding the border.
Rong Tang recalled the remaining memories in his original body's mind and said softly, "When I was a child, I went to play in my grandmother's house. Occasionally, I would sit on the stone steps at the door and look across."
It was a magnificent and prestigious mansion.
There are no adult males in the family, and the people in charge are all women. From Old Madam Wei to Madam Wei, each one is an outstanding woman who is heroic, courageous and resolute.
Wei Zhun was a teenager, playful by nature, not fond of studying. He spent his days wielding swords and guns, and calling his friends for company. Born into a prominent family, he could earn a few copper coins and play cricket fighting with a group of little kids at the corner of a busy street.
Often after a day's wandering, all the money he brought out had turned into candy figures in the hands of children. The young general weighed the few copper coins left in his hand, randomly found a liquor stall, ordered a pot of the cheapest and most pungent liquor, and slowly walked home while drinking it.
When he arrived at the door of his house, he started to get nervous again. He hid the wine jug, straightened his clothes, shook off the grass leaves that stuck to his hair from sitting on the ground, adjusted his hair crown, and pretended to be decent and dignified as he walked home calmly.
Then, at a glance, I saw another little kid sitting at the door of the neighbor opposite.
In my memory, the setting sun fills the sky for a long time. Xuanwu Avenue is deserted and lonely. Every corner is a secret that cannot be seen by the rich and powerful. A carefree young man walks briskly over. He smiles and bends down. He reaches into his pocket like a magician and holds a candy man in the shape of a flying dragon. He smiles and says, "Call me brother. If you call me brother, I'll give you candy."
It was a feeling similar to when I was a kid sitting on a grassy slope with the sunset glowing in the sky, waiting for my parents or elders to come home, and then they would give me a snack and I would be surprised and excited.
In the original owner's childhood memories, which were filled with bitter medicine, there were few such vivid emotions.
It was so vivid that Rong Tang, as a bystander, couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his lips and said, "He gave me a lot of candy."
Su Huaijing was slightly startled, and the corners of his lips slightly raised: "My cousin also gave me a lot of candy."
"My uncle is not at home all year round, and my aunt and the Duke's wife can't control him. Sometimes when I go to the Duke's Mansion to play, my cousin will take me to take bird eggs and sneak into dog kennels. Every time I get dirty, I don't know how many times he would be punished by my aunt to kneel if my mother hadn't stopped him."
Rong Tang poured himself a cup of warm tea. The hot white mist slowly drifted into the sky. He looked at Su Huaijing and acted as a quiet listener.
Su Huaijing said: "My cousin has longed for the battlefield since he was a child. He said that as long as he lives, he will never allow the barbarians to cross the border. My aunt urged him to get married, but he said that if the country is no longer a country, how can we have a family?"
He frowned and thought about it carefully. He didn't know whether it was because the memory was too old and a little fuzzy, or because he recalled too much and there was a deviation, so it was a little difficult for him to recall.
Su Huaijing said: "It seemed to be the winter of the 24th year of Yuanxing, on New Year's Eve. No one knew why he suddenly said this. As soon as he said it, the Duke's wife hit him many times with her cane."
He smiled, and a layer of light sadness gradually emerged in his eyes: "But later we found out that he was the first one to notice something was wrong. To this day, I still don't understand how my cousin knew that the country would be destroyed. If I really have to say, I can only say that he is a natural military strategist. Even though he was in the capital, he knew that there would be turmoil in the northern border thousands of miles away."
"The prince asked to go to the border to encourage the soldiers. Many people did not agree with my cousin going with him. But the Duke's wife said that his grandfather and father both died for their country. Now that there is something wrong at the border and there are no generals guarding it, he should go. Even if he dies on the battlefield, it is much better than the innocent deaths of tens of millions of border soldiers and people."
Su Huaijing's voice became softer and softer.
He was only eight years old at the time. He saw some of the things himself, but heard some of them from others.
The child had no memory to begin with, he had only forced himself to recall things over and over again during these nine years so that he had not forgotten them completely.
"Who knows if a word will come true?" Su Huaijing said softly, "The northern border was breached, and the prince in the south was killed. Sometimes I wonder if there is such a thing as national destiny. Heaven is not on our side, so none of the late emperor's descendants had a good end, and all their relatives died tragically."
Su Huaijing raised his eyes and stared at Rong Tang quietly, as if he wanted to ask him for an answer.
Rong Tang's heart skipped a beat and he almost wanted to say: That's not true!
But after thinking for a long time, he found that the wheel of history was just as Su Huaijing said, and none of the emperor's descendants had a good ending.
Even if it is Su Huaijing himself, after he ascends the throne and provokes a war, this world will be completely annihilated. How can it be considered a good ending
But Rong Tang didn't want to see Su Huaijing so confused and helpless. He frowned and thought for a long time, then said in a soft and childish voice, "No."
Su Huaijing blinked: "Hmm?"
Rong Tang: "If it is really as you said, His Majesty should be the first to die suddenly."
Su Huaijing's face darkened, his pupils shrank, and he looked out the window. After confirming that he didn't see anyone, he turned back. He felt a little warm, but couldn't help but teach him: "How can Tangtang say such a thing?"
Rong Tang said confidently: "Why not?"
Su Huaijing frowned and said, "This is extremely treasonous. If it gets out, all nine generations of your clan will be killed."
"Isn't that perfect?" Rong Tang muttered unconvincedly, "I won't live long anyway, didn't you say you'd be buried with me? If you kill all your clans, it'll be a perfect way to die for love. We can even find a place to be buried together in the mass grave, so we can die together."
Su Huaijing was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, her expression becoming relaxed: "My husband is right."
He said: "Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog. My husband is a bodhisattva who has no regard for the rules of imperial power. What can I do? If someone really reports this to your majesty, I will be beheaded and go to hell with you."
But Rongtang pouted again: "That won't work."
"Why not?" Su Huaijing asked indulgently.
Rong Tang: "Before I die, I will definitely go to the emperor and curse him out. What a jerk! He stole my brother's throne and spread a bunch of false rumors to the world. He eats and drinks all day long and allows corrupt officials to control the court, making the whole world a mess!"
The more he talked, the angrier he got. He started to talk back, "And the relief money hasn't been allocated yet! I've used up all my personal savings!"
Su Huaijing: “…”
For the first time, Su Huaijing was not immersed in sadness or irony when he recalled the past. He looked at Rong Tang cursing the emperor like a little hamster. He was silent for a long time and then laughed.
"You really are..."
"It is a great act of treason."
Su Huaijing sighed softly, left his seat, stood up and walked in front of Rong Tang, lowered his head to look into his eyes, and asked politely and politely: "Tangtang, can I kiss you?"
I like you so much.
(End of this chapter)