Two years later, Heqing Haiyan, Guotai Min'an.

The emperor became ill after years of hard work, suddenly fell ill, vomited blood, and fell into a coma. This disease was menacing, and everyone in the court and palace was panicked, as if everyone had pressed a heavy brick on their hearts. The palace even prepared longevity materials for joy.

Shao An, as usual, presided over government affairs on his behalf. However, his heart was not as calm as it appeared. He often stared at the glittering golden highlights reflected on the eaves of the Heart Cultivation Palace, for fear that the emperor would also leave him.

He couldn't tell the emperor whether he loved or hated it. For a long time after Li Hongyi's death, he did not want to see the emperor again. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his resentment against the emperor, so that he did not see his brother for the last time. But in hindsight, if he insisted on recognizing each other at that time, the emperor would not have been able to stop him too much. blame yourself for not having the courage to face it calmly, and make a mistake that caused such consequences.

Now, my brother is gone, and the old guard is gone. In the huge capital, only two of them are left. All love and hate have vanished. Shao An sincerely prayed to God not to take this last person away so soon.

Perhaps prayer really worked, and the emperor was in a coma for many days and finally came to his senses. After waking up, he summoned Shao An alone, and the first sentence was to posthumously crown Su Shenghui as Prince Gongxiao and move into the imperial mausoleum.

Shao An carefully looked at the person in front of him, the emperor was obviously aging, his eyes were blank, and a few strands of white hair had been added to his sideburns. This time, the emperor vomited blood and fell into a coma, although he did not worry about his life, in the end he still destroyed his spirit, his body was not as good as before, and he lost the stubbornness and face-loving face of his prime.

At this time, the emperor was more like an old man from an ordinary family, with regret and remorse, and said to Shao An: "Shenghui is a smart and good boy, if I had been more patient with him and took more time to teach, he would not have separated from me." If he is still alive, he may become a generation of Ming Jun. ”

"Holy Day mourning, please take care of the dragon body." Shao An said sincerely.

"It's me who is so ruthless that I exiled him to Qianzhou for many years, ignoring him and ignoring him. Now, I just hope to see Zuo'er grow up and inherit the great cause. ”

Maybe he gave his son a little warmth back then, even if it was a greeting, his son would not have committed suicide in despair in Qianzhou. Now, the white-haired man sends the black-haired man, and the emperor's remorse can only be told to Shao An.

The imperial grandson was waiting outside the palace gate worriedly, and when he saw Shao An coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Teacher, how is the imperial grandfather?" ”

"I have come to my senses and there is no danger for the time being. It's just that the imperial doctor said that in the future, we should pay attention to maintenance and don't work hard. ”

"The sage advocates vertical arch rule, and the imperial grandfather is too hard." The imperial grandson said, "I want to grow up quickly and share one or two for my grandfather." ”

"The minister will also persuade the emperor to take care of the dragon's body." Shao An said, "I heard that when the Holy Lord was ill, His Highness happened to be present? ”

The imperial grandson nodded guiltily, "At that time, the imperial grandfather tested me for learning, but I couldn't answer, so I quoted what my father taught me." Later, the imperial grandfather asked me what my father had taught me, and asked a few words about my father's past in Qianzhou, but suddenly he ...... Did I say something wrong? ”

"It's not your fault, it's ours." Shao An's eyes passed through the imperial grandson, looked into the distance, and said in a serious tone, "It's not terrible for a person to do something wrong, it's terrible not to repent immediately." When you want to really repent, maybe that person can't wait......"

The imperial grandson nodded ignorantly, and said in a crisp and immature childish voice: "Remember the teacher's teachings." ”

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It was the Mid-Autumn Festival of another year, and the emperor's illness was much better, and he could get out of bed and walk around. He also sent someone to invite Shao An to come to celebrate the festival. It's still the same moonlight, the same small pavilion, but this time the emperor didn't plan to play chess with Shao An, he couldn't play anymore. On the stone table, there were just mooncakes and wine, as well as a few dishes of appetizers.

The two were silent for a long time before the emperor said to the moonlight: "This Mid-Autumn Festival is getting more and more deserted. ”

Yes, now the old people who have experienced the old things together have all gone and scattered. In the decades that followed, he was the only one who depended on him, reminiscing about the past under the moon, and spending the rest of his long life together.

Over the years, they have been suspicious of each other, fighting for power and profit, and in the end, the world has changed, and things are wrong. In the end, only the two of them were left to enjoy the moon and taste wine.

Raise a glass and drink together, the monarch and the ministers will release their previous suspicions and no longer doubt each other.

"Shao An!" Finally, the Emperor said, "I have handed over the Imperial Grandson to you. The world is also handed over to you......"

End

Winter turned to spring, and the jujube trees in the small courtyard bloomed again. Shao An has not dared to set foot in the small courtyard where they used to live for more than two years. This time, he stood in front of the door for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to push open the courtyard door.

Time reversed, Li Hongyi was practicing swords in the courtyard, and when he heard the sound, he quickly turned around and said to Shao An with a smile: "An'er, you are back." ”

Shao An looked at the void in a daze, as if the situation over the years was just his dream, so many estrangements and misunderstandings, life and death had never happened. The elder brother is still as he was when he was young, with sparse eyebrows, dancing with a sword, waiting for his younger brother's return......

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postscript

Write down the three words "the full text is finished", and the burden in my heart will also land. When this article was first conceived, it was in 2010, when a person like Shao An came to mind and wanted to write about his life as a prime minister. Later, he wrote a few chapters, but he did not continue due to his busy studies. It wasn't until the spring of 2014 that I picked up the pen again, abandoned a draft, and rewrote the current "General Phase". The second draft lasted three years from the beginning of the pen to the end, and was finally completed.

I have forgotten what kind of spring day it was, and on a whim, I opened the dusty document for a long time, started writing again, and wrote the current "General Phase". I forgot how Shao An jumped into my mind six years ago, which haunted me. Maybe I'm used to reading too many novels about emperors and beauties, and I always want to write something different. And in the long history we seem to have neglected the ministers who always accompanied the king. They are vassals, and one is below and above ten thousand. They give advice to the monarch, and the poor are alone, and they are good at the same time. So the girl wanted to do the opposite, and wrote this article.

Originally, writing essays was a one-man. So this article doesn't have any hot elements, no crossing, no rebirth, I just want to write a simple story. Later, fortunately, the editor took a fancy to me and pulled me into the 17k family. Then I was favored by the editor box sister, passed the contract application, and strongly recommended it. Thank you to the editors.

Now, I've written everything I wanted to write and I have no regrets. Since I posted this article, I didn't expect to meet some readers who like this article, who have been supporting me, encouraging me, and discussing the plot with me. This was already beyond my expectations, and the girl was very happy to be able to meet you and get to know you.

Here, the girl would also like to thank two loyal readers: Purple Butterfly Keyu and Muchen in early summer. Although we have not met in reality, it has helped me a lot in the girl's writing journey. At that time, the girl was young and frivolous, and wanted to learn the Dream of Red Mansions, so she gave the sixteen-character chapter name. However, there is no way to continue. Fortunately, these two readers helped the girl to give advice and think together, and I am really grateful to these two readers who have written brilliantly. (In the future, if the girl writes a new article, she must not die, and she will have nothing to do with complicated chapter names)

Finally, I would like to thank the readers who started chasing the article from the post bar, all the way from the post bar to 17k, and never give up on the girl. At that time, the girl promised that she would be finished and not give up. Now I can finally give a satisfactory answer to the readers who have worked hard to follow the article.

Thank you to the readers who sent red envelopes and flowers to the girl, thank you to the readers who sent gifts to the girl, and thank you to the readers who subscribed to this article. Thank you to the readers who wrote a long review for this article. Thank you for joining the girl's QQ group and the readers who flirted with the girl. Finally, thank you to the group owner, who has been teased by us.

At this point, the wish has been fulfilled, no sorrow and no regrets!

December 17, 2016