cpa300_4(); Survive the year?

I subconsciously frowned: "Why this year?"

Fu Badai still didn't look back, nor did he answer me, just walked forward slowly, although I supported him, I couldn't hold him at this time to ask carefully, I could only half support him, and half follow him forward.

...... survive the year?

Although I am no longer willing, I somewhat understand that this battle must be fought, but the problem is that the other party is already preparing for war all the time, and Pei Yuanhao obviously knows the other party's intentions, but why has there not been a specific measure until now, but to survive this year, will this year have any impact on the future war situation?

Moreover, let me and Pei Yuanhao support-

I looked at the back of Fu Badai's head and asked softly, "How can you survive this year?"

Fu Badai didn't look back, but there was a little smile in his voice: "If there are three points today, the emperor will hold one point, and Xichuan will hold one point, you say, how should I hold it?"

My steps subconsciously faltered.

At this time, his hand also dragged it, dragging Fu Badai's figure for a while, and turned back to me: "Huh?"

I looked at him: "What does the teacher think will happen to Xichuan?"

He smiled slightly: "Light, you are above the main hall, in front of the civil and military officials and so many people, what will happen to Xichuan, do you still need to ask?"

"But the teacher should know that there are some people in Xichuan who may not really listen to me. ”

"The old man sees that not really. ”

As he spoke, he walked slowly forward on crutches himself, I stood in place for a moment, and hurriedly followed, the two of them turned a corner, and walked into a long corridor, on both sides of which were towering red walls, as if enclosing this place into a closed space, the sound of his crutches on the ground, snatching, echoing in the red wall, inexplicably a little amazing.

I followed him: "Teacher......?"

He still walked forward calmly, and then said slowly: "Although your brother's mind is difficult to guess, if you want to speak, he may not tell you." Xichuan has been tightening all these years, he doesn't mix with the gang in Jiangnan, he is not confused, but his mother may not be as sober as him. ”

My brows subconsciously twisted - Xue Qian.

Indeed, since I went back to Xichuan, I also understood that all her thoughts were on her father's last wishes, once people are persistent, they will slowly become blind, if she must do something, it will be more or less an obstacle for me and Yan Qingchen.

This is indeed a problem.

But-

As soon as my mind turned, I heard Fu Badai speak again, but this time, his voice was somewhat gloomy: "As for the light cold-"

My hand holding his arm stiffened subconsciously.

He sighed lightly, then said, "He doesn't have to listen to you, he knows what he has to do." ”

“……”

"Sometimes, you're afraid you should listen to him. ”

"Listen to him?" I shook my head slightly, a little weak, "He was never willing to say anything to me. ”

Hearing me say this, Fu Badai listened to it, turned his head to me, I thought he was going to say something, looked at him quietly, but saw that there was just helplessness in his chaotic eyes, after a long time, he sighed, didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward.

After taking a few steps, he said slowly: "I don't want to talk about the two of you. I've already said what I need to say. ”

I took his arm around him and walked slowly forward step by step, and said, "I understand what the teacher meant." But now, I don't want to, and I can't leave the capital. ”

"Why?"

"My daughter, Miao Yan's illness has not yet healed, and I can't leave her at this time. ”

His breath paused for a moment, and immediately understood, and sighed softly: "I understand." ”

Although, there is another reason, I did not sue him.

I still want to find a chance to meet the Protector Mage, I don't know if this is a good thing, the opportunity to meet her has slipped away from my eyes several times, and today, I have finally reluctantly finished handling the matter of the inner court, but Chang Qing is sick again, and when Pei Yuanhao finishes dealing with his affairs, I still have to mention it to him again.

Fu Badai didn't seem to see through what I was thinking, but just continued to walk forward, with a little old age and weakness, and said: "This one, I naturally won't force you, and no one can force you." When it's time to do it, you'll figure it out for yourself. ”

"......" Hearing his words, I couldn't help but think in my heart, and subconsciously asked: "Then what does the teacher think he should do?"

"Me?"

He seemed to smile: "I was in the imperial study just now, what should I do, haven't I already reported it and received the silver?"

I was stunned for a moment, and immediately came back to my senses.

"Correction History?!"

He laughed twice.

My eyebrows furrowed even tighter: "Didn't the teacher already see that there was likely to be a war this year, and if we couldn't hold on, why would the teacher do this now?"

He said calmly: "How long and short is the fate of the dynasty, you have read a lot of books, you don't need me to teach you." But there are some things, much longer than the fate of the dynasty, and that is the real wealth, which will never change regardless of the changes of the stars. In this life, the old man is protecting these important things, and if he is free, I will help the emperor, if he can't spare his hand......"

At this point, he and I both stopped.

We have arrived at the Jixian Palace, and in front of us is the long staircase.

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed me away, and was about to walk forward on crutches, I subconsciously said, "Teacher, you can't see, I'd better send you back." ”

He chuckled, but groped himself up the steps, and said with a faint smile: "Looking with your eyes, it's far less clear than when you are clear." ”

“……”

"You, look at things, it's too shallow. ”

As he spoke, he continued to walk forward on crutches, and after taking two more steps, he suddenly stopped again, and said to me, who was still a little stunned standing at the foot of the steps: "By the way, since the emperor has promised to start compiling and correcting history, then next, I will ask for the opening of the living hall." ”

My heart pounded.

He was so calm that he said almost quietly, "You can come and help." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked away without looking back.

I was still standing at the foot of the steps, unable to say a word, but my heart had already set off a thousand waves.

Open a living note!

Living notes, records of the words and deeds of the emperors of the past dynasties, that is what I have been looking for since I found the remaining manuscript of living notes in the library!