Chapter 195: Unforgiveness

Autumn has finally shaken off the last bit of summer heat and is coming early. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Located in the Changsha area in the south of the mainland, at this moment, here is a beautiful autumn look, the surrounding streets, you can see the yellow trees everywhere, with a sentence of autumn sadness and loneliness to describe the autumn in the suitable.

In the Chu Imperial Palace, there are already some osmanthus flowers in the hundred gardens, in this dim garden, quietly blooming, this blooming osmanthus flowers, facing the autumn wind, swinging around, invisibly giving the courtyard a little gorgeous embellishment.

Since the death of the previous Chu Emperor Murong Xi, Southern Chu, who has always liked to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers in the Hongwu Continent, has been invisibly promoted to the five major powers, and has begun to decline.

The current Emperor Murong Du, during his reign of 37 years, he favored eunuchs and was extremely fond of extravagance.

In the court, in today's court, the generation of slapping whiskers and horses is rampant, and most of the people who are really talented and learning have been abandoned.

Thirty-seven years have flowed very calmly, and in this long time, the southern tyrant who once stood tall in the south and did not move is now full of holes.

In the blink of an eye, it was autumn again, and the fiery red maple leaves were blown by the breeze, slowly flying, swirling in circles in the air, and then falling down.

The ground outside the Anle Hall is covered with layers of splendid maple leaves, fiery red, withered yellow, half-red and not yellow, and different shades of color are intertwined, forming a silent picture for this courtyard.

The scenery here is completely different from the scenery of the first blooming osmanthus in the hundred gardens.

Looking back on last year, even in autumn, it was still a scene of singing and dancing, full of joy, but now, only a bunch of scattered maple leaves show its loneliness.

Murong Du leaned on the bed, his complexion was weak, since the wind and cold last winter, in this almost a year or so, he has lived in this Comfort Hall for most of his life, and even with the early dynasty, he has rarely gone to it. All the recitals from all over the country were also handed over to the prince for approval.

This kind of action seems to imply that the courtiers are destined to pass on the throne to the crown prince after his death.

Speaking of this prince Murong Jie, he is a typical good man, he has a warm temperament, and he has never liked to fight for power, but he has no choice but to be the eldest son of his concubine, coupled with his mother Queen Zhuge , and he is the sister of Zhuge Mingri, the prime minister of the dynasty, with such a strong maternal support, it is difficult for Murong Jie to be the prince.

Although Murong Du has more than 20 sons, he never asks about these concubines. And among these heirs, the best one is the seventeenth son of the emperor, Murong Che.

Murong Che has been martial arts since he was a child, and he has shown amazing talent in martial arts, and in his early thirties, he is already an innate master.

When the other princes were still worried about whether they could be crowned kings, he proposed to Murong Du to send Guangdong Province to defend against the foreign races in the south.

Now, more than ten years have passed, because of the merits of the frontier, he was canonized as the king of Guangzhou, and the general Montaigne jointly guarded Guangdong.

At the same time, he is also the only one of the more than 20 sons of the Chu Emperor who was sent out and became the heir of the king in a different place.

"Your Majesty, your complexion today is much better than yesterday."

At this time, Lan Bao, the great eunuch who was favored by Murong Du on weekdays, walked in.

When he came in, he found that in the past few days, because of the war in Guiyang, His Majesty, who was always sad, would rarely show a soft smile on his lips, which surprised him, because since he fell ill last year, he knew that his time was short, and he had never seen Murong Du show a half-parted smile.

Murong Du saw that it was Lan Bao who came in, he curled his lips and said, "Ah Bao, I slept well yesterday and had a good dream. ”

"Good dreams?" Lan Baozheng's bright eyes rolled, and he asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, did you dream of ......?"

After serving this extravagant and wasteful, overjoyed and arbitrary master for nearly fifty years, Lan Baozheng knew that the dream that could make Murong Du show such a look must be related to Murong Hai.

Murong Hai, the younger brother of His Majesty Murong Du, it is said that more than 30 years ago, Murong Du was able to successfully ascend the throne, relying on this Murong Hai.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, after Murong Du ascended the throne, as Murong Hai's prestige in the court became higher and higher, it was quite a bit of a merit to cover the master.

In the midst of suspicion and jealousy, the relationship between the brothers went farther and farther away, and finally one day, Murong Du was worried that Murong Hai really had a rebellious heart because he listened to slander, so he swung the butcher knife at this brother who had grown up together since he was a child and was desperate to saddle his horse before and after the horse.

After Murong Hai's death, Murong Du discovered that something was wrong, but when all the truth surfaced, the big mistake had already been made.

For this wrong incident, Murong Du can be said to have regrets for life, and whenever he thinks of this incident, he is often annoyed.

Since then, Murong Du, who had planned to emulate the first emperor and make great efforts to revitalize Great Chu, seemed to be drained of his whole person, and since then, he has completely indulged in fun, and the national strength of the entire Southern Chu has also begun to decline during his reign.

Seeing Murong Du's extraordinarily happy smile at the moment, for some reason, Lan Baozheng's heart swelled with an inexplicable bitter taste, looking at His Majesty whose face was slightly ruddy, such a radiant Majesty, but invisibly made him suddenly think of four very unlucky words - return to the light.

Thinking of this, Lan Bao was subconsciously shaking his head a few times, not allowing himself to continue to think nonsense.

"Bao, what are you thinking about shaking your head here?" Murong Du saw Lan Bao, who was standing there, shaking his head and talking to himself, asked.

"It's nothing, the old slave just saw that His Majesty's complexion was much better, and he wondered if he should tell the queen mother the good news."

"You......" Murong Du listened, pointed at the other party, shook his head slightly, and said again: "Bao, you have been following me for forty-eight years. ”

"Yes, I remember that when Your Majesty was still the crown prince, the old slave began to serve Your Majesty." Sapphire stepped forward, bowed, and replied respectfully.

Murong Hai sighed lightly, as if he remembered something from the past, he coughed a few times, and then said: "In the future, you have to help me take a good look at Xiaojie's child, although he is also in his forties, but this temperament is too gentle after all, if he inherits the throne in the future, I am afraid that it may not be a good thing for him!" He paused, and said with some concern: "There are times when you should be ruthless, you should be ruthless, if Xiaojie is soft-hearted, you should be more by his side." ”

"Your Majesty, why are you saying this for no reason......" Lan Baozheng only felt that the uneasy feeling in his heart was getting hotter and hotter.

Murong Du smiled bitterly, glanced at the other party, and said, "Ah Bao, I know my own physical condition very well, I must also know very well, today while my will is still sober, let's talk about it well, I'm afraid that there will be no chance in the future." ”

Hearing Murong Du's weak but extremely persistent voice, Lan Baozheng's eyes were slightly sour, although he was the queen's cronies, but people were not grass and trees, who could be ruthless, after more than forty years of getting along, Murong Du did not treat him badly.

He put away his sharp teeth in the past, and the flattery and flattery in the corners of his eyes disappeared, and he just asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do you still want to see Murong Nancheng again?" ”

The reason why he asked this was because this Murong Nancheng was Murong Hai's only flesh and blood, and because he went out to march back then, he escaped the catastrophe of Murong Unjust.

After the unjust case was investigated, Murong Nancheng returned to Changsha, but the whole person changed, and it became strange to Murong Du, the little kid who used to always call himself Uncle Du never smiled, and always had a cold face.

Since then, Murong Nancheng took the initiative to ask Murong Du for an external seal, and in order to make up for his debt, Murong Du naturally gladly agreed.

Now that he heard Lan Baozheng suddenly mention this person who he didn't want to touch in the corner of his mind, a look of unknown meaning flashed in Murong Du's eyes, he looked stunned, and only looked at the former leisurely for a long time and said: "Forget it, even if you see it, if you can't get his forgiveness, it's meaningless." ”

"Alas, Ah Bao! I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for Nancheng's forgiveness for the rest of my life. (To be continued.) )