Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Three Old Men (I)
The often dusty windfront has recently become a little duller.
Probably because the man with the highest power in Dawu, who likes to look at the scenery there arrogantly for three days, has not passed for a few days.
Passing by those stretching temples and coming to the deep places, it is rare to have an elegance.
Small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, willow wind blowing all over.
The man who hadn't been on the platform for a few days was playing chess.
Opposite him, there was also an old man, but he looked radiant, not like him, showing the obvious twilight.
"The holy general has been gone for many days, and some of them miss the days when they played chess with him more than ten years ago." In Emperor Wu's eyes, there were some vicissitudes.
The old man opposite him arched his hand, but he was silent and did not speak, as if he was slightly on his mind.
"But it's nice to have you with you, right?" Sensing the other party's thoughts, Emperor Wu frowned a little displeased, and said again.
It was rare for him to dare to do this, but despite this, he still did not mind that someone would ignore his majesty a little.
The old man on the opposite side immediately turned a little serious, and then smiled again, and said, "Those who dare to play chess with Your Majesty are a few people such as Chen and Guan Zhixiao." ”
"What you want to say is that Guan Zhixiao's temperament is not suitable for playing chess, so it's just you, right, Jin Wei?"
The old man with the revered status of the Jin family was stunned, then smiled and said:
"Your Majesty, this name, the minister has rarely heard people mention it, and almost forgets it, how can he mention it today?"
In front of Emperor Wu, he has always been a courtier, and in the face of others, he is a big man in the Jin family, and there will never be anyone who dares to call him by his name, so this name is really difficult to be mentioned.
"Although I am old, there are many things that I still have to miss. It's like I did forget my name. ”
Hearing him say this, Jin Weizai seemed to be a little distracted, probably remembering many things in the past.
"Do you miss that girl who painted lotus?" Emperor Wu suddenly spoke.
"A little."
"Actually, you're still a little reluctant, aren't you?"
"Hualian is a good girl, not a little, very reluctant."
Emperor Wu's eyebrows and eyes did not have much turbulence, probably because he had experienced too much and lived long enough, but the words he said did not match his expression.
"I can't bear the Holy General."
"For Da Wu." A few traces of firmness flashed in Jin Youzai's eyes, and he arched his hand firmly at Emperor Wu.
"Who is Da Wu for?" Emperor Wu looked at him indifferently.
"Da Wu is His Majesty's Da Wu."
"Oh, is that all?"
"It belongs to Your Majesty, the ancestors, and the next hundred generations."
"At such an old age, you would say that it was so magnificent and empty? Worry, you've let me down. ”
Jin Wei didn't know what to say, so he could only keep the gesture of giving his hand.
"Okay, don't embarrass you, you haven't been treated like this for many years, and I have never teased you like this, so now, tell me about your grandson."
At the mention of this, Kim Worry's expression changed.
He had two or three grandchildren, but most of them weren't accomplished, so he didn't really care about them.
However, he knew very well which one His Majesty was talking about.
He was willing to admit it, but lately, he still didn't want to mention it.
"I heard that it is different from Guan Zhixiao, you expressed your willingness to admit this grandson?" Emperor Wu glanced at him and left a son.
"Admit it or not, things are there, and if you don't admit it, you will only look self-deceptive." In this sentence, Jin Wei said it frankly.
"You mean to say that Guan Zhixiao is deceiving himself?"
"He does have a little bit of it all the time."
"You've been friends for many years, and you're not afraid of offending him."
Jin Youzai also fell behind, and said: "His temper, it doesn't matter if he can't be offended, there are some things that he doesn't admit, but he knows very well that it's the truth." ”
"So what do you think about Guan Kuo leaving safely like this?"
Jin Wei twisted the chess pieces in his hand and stayed in the air, and then, with a sigh, said, "Your Majesty, please forgive the ministers for their incompetence!" ”
"You're not sincere at all." Emperor Wu's voice still seemed to contain no emotion.
Jin Wei stood up.
Take a few more steps back.
Get down on your knees and bow your head:
"Please punish Your Majesty!"
Emperor Wu looked at him expressionlessly, like this for a long time.
"Tell me, is it interesting to let me cooperate with you in such a bitter love scene?"
After a long time, Emperor Wu spoke.
Jin Wei was stunned at first, and then smiled.
Emperor Wu would not really punish him, he knew very well that even if Emperor Wu punished the entire Jin family, at least he would not touch his worries.
This is something that both sides know, but it may be that in front of this Majesty, whom everyone is in awe, he has been hypocritical so seriously that he has forgotten a lot of things, so he has caused a lot of jokes.
So he had to stand up on his own, as if nothing had happened before, and sit there as if he continued to play chess.
In front of Emperor Wu, there are really not many people who can be so casual, and they are almost dead.
"Pretty nice little guy." It was almost like that day on Linfeng Terrace, and Emperor Wu once again expressed a similar meaning.
That day was Uncle Guo, and today is Jin You.
Jin Wei was looking at him, but he quickly looked away, even with his identity, staring at Emperor Wu unscrupulously was a big crime.
"Isn't Your Majesty very disgusted with him?"
"Is there one?" Emperor Wu asked in a cold voice.
"I don't understand."
"You don't need to understand."
"Then what does Your Majesty want to make your ministers understand?"
Emperor Wu looked at him for a long time.
It wasn't until Jin Weizai began to feel uncomfortable that he continued to ask: "In the face of that little guy, is there a big loss?" ”
"It's big." Jin Wei frowned, he didn't know why Emperor Wu suddenly asked this question, but at the very least, he would definitely not be happy in the face of the loss of the Jin family.
"Oh." Emperor Wu's expression was as unwavering as ever.
He didn't say more about this topic, so Jin Yuzai still felt very inexplicable.
"Those mysterious Northern Tang Dynasty people have given a lot of losses to the Jinling Prefectures, even our Jinguan Second Mansion, which is also a big loss, but fortunately, they themselves are in pain enough and have left hundreds of corpses." Jin Wei said to himself.
(End of chapter)