In the Qianqing Palace, there is no shortage of people, and if there are more people in other places, it will be enough, but this place is full of loneliness all year round.

The emperor was carried out of the warm pavilion, and looked out at the high stairs, he had stayed in this place for too long, and he couldn't even think about whether it was so magnificent and magnificent when he first came, "Ah Xu, ......"

He suddenly opened his mouth, and the attendants on the left and right were startled, and the quick-witted eunuch quickly withdrew to look for someone.

As soon as Pu Yangxu came to the Qianqing Palace, he met the eunuch who was passing the word when he entered the door.

"Ah Xu, ah......"

"Awen!"

Across the long steps, a long distance, Pu Yangxu answered loudly, and called Ah Weng to run closer.

"Ah Xu, do you eat a leg of lamb?" The emperor sat on the soft chair, leaned over to pull him, with a smile, his gray hair on his temples shimmered silver in the sun, "Ah Weng will hunt sheep on the grassland for you......"

The corners of Pu Yangxu's mouth moved, and he squeezed hard before he pressed down and choked in his throat, but his eyes turned red in an instant.

"Eat...... Ah Xu's favorite thing is to eat lamb shank. ”

When he was still three or five years old, he rode on the shoulders of the emperor and galloped on the vast grassland, and it can be said that the Great Thursday Realm he had visited was to step on the emperor's legs and step on his shoulders to see.

The past is vivid, but this year's emperor is completely old, he doesn't remember things intermittently, but it's normal, but overnight, he forgot everyone, but he still remembers 'Ah Xu'.

"Ah Xu, ......"

The emperor looked at him with soft eyes, and called his name repeatedly, and the grandfather and grandson kept shouting, and the other patiently replied repeatedly.

Pu Yangxu half-knelt on the steps of the next floor, and shouted with him, and the sun was hot.

"Ah Weng, Ah Xu is hungry, let's go eat."

The strong man came to raise the chair, afraid that the emperor would be frightened, Pu Yangxu kept holding his hand, and while telling him about the grassland lamb leg that he would eat, his tone could not be urgent, the speed of speech could not be fast, and he could not say too much...... He recalled the explanation of the imperial doctor, and with difficulty and reluctantly, he let himself treat Ah Weng as an ordinary old man.

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"Your Highness?"

Hearing a familiar call in his ears, the scroll in Pu Yangxu's hand fell on the long case, and he looked up blankly and saw Han Xiang who came to class looking at him with an unbearable face.

"Han Xiang is here, come and sit down......"

Han Ping is fifty years old this year, and at the beginning of the year, he was promoted to the same Zhongshu Menxia Pingzhangshi, Jixian Hall Scholar, became the prime minister, commanded hundreds of officials, and was also the enlightenment teacher of Taisun.

Among Pu Yangxu's teachers, only he teaches the longest, once every five days, and the other bachelors are on duty, and some may only have the opportunity to come to the study once a month, and if they don't wait for a few classes, they will never have the opportunity to come in again because of the transfer of positions.

After Han Ping took his seat, he put aside the books he brought, and was not in a hurry to give a lecture, he looked around, saw the flowers on the windowsill, and smiled slightly, "The qi is like an orchid, and the heart is like an orchid." ”

Pu Yangxu was stunned, and looked sideways, it was a cold orchid. This room in the study has been his exclusive place since he became an adult, and the layout in it is naturally according to his preferences.

"Flowers are like their people, presumably the person His Highness thinks of at this moment is also so gorgeous and handsome, with arrogance." Han Ping's gaze moved from the flower to the person in front of him, he knew a lot about Pu Yangxu, "It's been five or six years, and it's the first time I've seen the flowers here change their style." ”

"It's Chen Luo who is playing with them."

Pu Yangxu didn't actually pay attention to these furnishings, and he didn't feel that it was out of his eyes, probably because he was in it and didn't know it.

"Teacher, why are you making fun of me?"

It's about gossip putting aside your identity.

That's what Han Ping wanted, so it was natural for Kai Kai to talk, "I remember you asked me why I changed my name......

Han Pingyuan's name is Han Ning, who was admitted to the Jinshi in the year of the weak crown, ranked second, and became famous all over the world, but changed his name in the first year of Zhiping, which caused a great reaction among the Shilin people at that time.

"The first year of peace, the year of my wife's death."

Pu Yangxu had actually heard about it for a long time, but from Han Ping's mouth, even after decades, he still had a great deal of pain in a calm tone.

"The teacher has been widowed for the sake of his wife......"

"No, no, no." Han Ping laughed again, he stroked his chin and shook his head, "You still don't understand, you have the moon in the sky, and it is difficult to get flowers in the world." ”

The two used to chat about anecdotes, ancient history notes, today Han Ping talked about a love / thing when he was young, he talked about the first time the two met, like to chant poetry and painting Wang girl, often take the maid to the mountain temple, pick a big hug of wild flowers in his arms, one day, meet Han Ping who traveled with people...... Speaking of Wang's sudden illness, there was no medical treatment, he was so sad that he fainted, and talked about the epitaph he wrote for his wife: 'Sensitive and cautious, wise and humble, when laughing, the mountain flowers are not as beautiful as a ......'

The waiter came in and added tea to Han Xiang twice, and the story was roughly finished.

Pu Yangxu listened carefully, sometimes understanding and sometimes confused, he understood that Han Ping wrote poems for his wife's thrush, but he didn't understand that Han Ping saw things and thought about people, and the garden was full of mountain flowers and wild grasses...... If the situation is divided into three, six, nine and so on, he is probably still in the lower third class.

Han Ping drank a few sips of tea again, and Fang Chang sighed, "It is the duty of a teacher to preach and receive karma to solve doubts, but there are too many things in this world that teachers can't teach or solve. ”

A few years ago, Puyang Xu kidnapped the fiancée of King Cong, and was blocked in the suburbs of Beijing, and the two fought with fists and feet, causing a sensation in the capital...... Pu Yangxu asked in a low voice: "Did the teacher hear that King Cong left Beijing and Princess Cong had a miscarriage, and thought I was sad?" ”

After a short silence, Han Ping put down the tea cup in his hand, his expression calmed down, and he said bluntly: "The emperor has ignored the court for a long time, and sent King Cong to leave Beijing for Ansheji." ”

"Your Highness, human life is in danger, and the will of heaven is difficult to disobey......"

He saw that Pu Yangxu was too sad and sad, so he was relieved, "There are rules and regulations for things in the world, and there are also impermanence. ”

Pu Yangxu took a deep breath, and suddenly heard that the emperor was delirious, and the hospital diagnosed him with old dementia, he was too difficult to accept, and the once majestic and tall Ah Weng, who had always protected him to grow up, collapsed like this.

After that, the eunuch Hong Gonggong next to the emperor took out the holy decree that had already been drawn up, and the emperor chose Beifeng City in the north as a fief for King Cong, and ordered him to leave Beijing from now on, and he could not return without an edict...... It turned out that the emperor had already felt that he was old, so he drafted this edict when he was sober one day, and it was accompanied by a testament to the throne.