Taizong let out a long sigh:

"Hui'er, if you have to endure hardship, you will become a master. Over the years, I have painstakingly set up a situation to make the young slaves suffer all the hardships, for what? ”

Xu Hui couldn't help but answer:

"Your Majesty has said it...... Your Majesty has said it a long time ago.

The concubine remembered, always remembered, so the prince's servant died on the night of his heart's death, and told His Majesty that he had no intention of storing the throne......

Your Majesty said that although Your Majesty was unwilling, he still had to help His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to the throne after all. However, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is too soft and kind, although he is invincible and benevolent, but he is ruthless.

Therefore, it needs a lot of polishing......

The concubine remembers......"

Taizong nodded:

"Just remember...... Hui'er, even in ordinary people's families, if there are some discerning parents, they also know that if they want their children to be well, instead of staring at them every day, for fear that they will be damaged, it is better to let them suffer some hardships and suffer some hardships first, and know that some people are sinister and protect themselves......

Hui'er, if you really want to be good for her, you should know that she is bound to take this path. So it's much better to suffer early, to think about something early, than later.

Hui'er - I look at the young slave, just like you look at Mei Niang. Got it? ”

Xu Hui gritted his teeth and nodded silently.

Taizong let out a long sigh and said:

"In any case, I have already laid out the cloth for them - how to start this new game is up to them......

Hui'er. I can't see it......

You're watching for me, okay? ”

When Xu Hui heard this, he couldn't help it anymore, threw himself into Taizong's arms, and cried loudly.

After crying bitterly for a while, Taizong stopped her and said:

"One more thing...... Tomorrow, you will try to bring the blue finch into the palace tomorrow...... Remember, don't alarm anyone. I...... I want to meet him. ”

Xu Hui nodded tearfully.

Seeing this, Taizong let out a long breath, a feeling of exhaustion came to him, and he gradually closed his eyes.

Xu Hui was frightened and wanted to call loudly, but he found that Taizong was breathing carefully, and then he knew that Taizong was just asleep, and his heart was slightly relieved.

But in his eyes, he was still full of pain and despair.

He......

Are you really leaving?

Or...... Or is it just a moment?

…… It must be like this.

Xu Hui comforted herself:

"It must be like this...... After a few days, Sun Daochang came, and then he ...... That's it......

It will be like this.

He is so concerned about the prince and worries about the Tang Dynasty......

Why are you willing to leave like this? ”

It must be like this......

Xu Hui told herself with tears in her eyes.

It must be like this......

……

March 19, 23rd year of Zhenguan.

Night.

Tai Chi Palace.

Inside the Rizheng Palace.

Taizong, who was already so thin that he had lost some of his form, and Qingque, who was so thin that almost no one knew him all the way, the father and son sat silently in front of the spirit of the eldest grandson queen, each offering sacrificial paper (burning paper).

After a long time, Taizong slowly spoke, and said to the green bird with tears in his eyes:

"In a few days, it will be clear.

When I arrived, I naturally wanted to go to Cuiwei Palace, although it was a little remote, but I could see where your queen mother was.

Especially the Hall of Wind. ”

The green finch whimpered, but her face was scorched with pain from the flames lit by the sacrificial paper—though tears were dripping.

After a long time, Taizong said again:

"Qingque, it is inevitable that people will die in this life. If it is for the country and the family, then the death is lighter than the feather and heavier than Mount Tai. But if you ...... for yourself,

Children, as long as you live most of your life, you will have no regrets. ”

Qingque wiped her tears and begged Taizong:

"Father, don't say it again...... Maybe Sun Daochang will come soon? ”

Taizong smiled lightly and said:

"Silly boy...... The two stupid children who were in a hurry to get their minds were gone...... Why can't you see through it?

If it weren't for the fact that I had known that my father was uneasy...... How did Sun Daochang, a master who wanted to help the world, hide without a trace? ”

How could the blue finch not think of it? It's just that I don't want to admit it after all. So he just cried blindly, blindly burned paper money for his mother, and secretly begged his mother to bless his father for a few more years and keep him for a few more years.

He has not fulfilled his filial piety...... He hasn't been on his knees yet......

Suddenly, he wanted to raise his sword and kill himself—so many good times back then...... Why are you wasting all your time competing for fame and fortune?

Seeing this, Taizong also knew his thoughts, stretched out his hand softly, gently stroked his head and said:

"Silly boy...... But all people have a lot of frivolity when they are young...... You see, even my father is the same...... Didn't you waste a lot of time for some false fame and fortune?

Even ......"

Taizong was silent, but Qingque knew that Taizong was silent, but he regretted that he and his brother Jiancheng killed each other Yuan Ji back then, and he hated himself for being useless, and he was tired and sad Taizong, so he heard him again:

"After all, the three of you are more blessed than your father. Child. Although Cheng Qian is gone, you still have a childish slave......

You're still a childish slave!

In the future, when your father is gone, you will have to take good care of him - you know him, so soft and kind, my father is really afraid that he will be bullied! ”

When Qingque heard this, her heart was crumpled into pieces, and she nodded bitterly.

Seeing this, Taizong sighed softly and said:

"One more thing...... Qingque, you have to promise your father. ”

Hearing this, Qingque hurriedly wiped away her tears, nodded and said:

"The green finch obeys."

“…… Your third brother, Ke'er, he is a good boy. Qingque, you know it in your heart. If any of your brothers does not have the intention of competing for the throne with the slaves......

Except for you and Chengqian, there is only Ke'er......"

When Qingque heard this, he was puzzled:

"But Father, when you set up a slave at the beginning of the year, didn't you ...... because you were worried that he would move too much?"

"That was deliberately done by my father. If not, first, it will not shake the hearts of those ministers who want to gain fame and fortune by taking advantage of his ascendancy, and second, it will ...... Qingque, if his father does not show his attitude, he will definitely not make him the crown prince.

Do you think he ...... Will you be as lucky as you and Cheng Qian, and be able to save your life in the battle with the childish slaves? Child, your father and your uncle have grown up together since they were four years old......

After more than 40 years of time, accompanied day and night, do you think your father doesn't know your uncle's mind?

It's Ke'er's honest duty, and your uncle still has to try to get rid of him...... If he makes any more changes, will he not be killing himself? Blue Sparrow......

Your uncle's ability, among the several of you, except for the childish slave, you know best. ”

Qingque only knew Taizong's deep meaning at this point, but because of his feelings, he nodded tearfully and said:

"Father's hard work, Qingque will definitely try his best to ensure that the third brother does not die in the future......"

Taizong nodded, seeing that the sacrificial paper had been incinerated, and then said softly to Qingque:

"Green Sparrow...... If there is anyone in this world who cares more about the Tang Dynasty than his father, it is your uncle. But it is precisely because of this that he will end up like this, his body and mind are all firmly pulled by the Guan Longshi valve, and he must not relax......

Not only that, but I am afraid that in the future, he will inevitably be used by Guan Longshi and become a big burden for the childish slave......

Qingque, until then, you and Ke'er, one article and one martial arts, Wen Ke Xingbang, Wu Ke Anguo......

The throne of the young slave is all up to your two brothers......

Do you understand? ”

Qingque finally understood, and cried with a headache:

"Thank you, Father...... Trust...... Thank you, Father......"

"Silly boy...... You are the son of your father, if your father does not believe in you, who else can he believe? It's the same with the childish slaves. If he doesn't believe in you two brothers, who else can he trust? ”