"Li Feng'an's people came to fight, and I taught them a good lesson, and they were beaten by wolves, and everything on their bodies that I beat fell to the ground, well, Your Majesty, even so, I was also bullied."

"As soon as I look at the content of this thing, Li Feng'an is really crazy, so I'll hurry up and see Your Majesty."

"He has raised so many soldiers, which is unprecedented among the twelve guards, and he still has money..."

Liang Zhen opened the recital and read a string of numbers, the number of soldiers, horses, armor, weapons, and grain.

The emperor after the dragon case had his head on his hand, he was very old, but his complexion was ruddy, and there were no furrows left on his face, nor any traces of anger or other human sorrows and joys.

He closed his eyes and nodded, occasionally nodding his head to show that he was still listening.

Those numbers were staggering, but they didn't stir up a wave for an emperor who had created an unprecedented era.

"I remember when Li Feng'an was young, he stood in front of me and described what kind of brave soldiers he would bring." The emperor smiled slightly, "I told him that raising soldiers is very expensive, and the twelve guards in the world don't have so much money for him to use, Li Feng'an said that he doesn't need me to spend money to raise soldiers for me, and now after twenty years, he has really done it." ”

The emperor opened his eyes, and there was a reminiscence of the past in his eyes, and more of nostalgia for time.

"More than 20 years have passed, I am old, and Li Feng'an is dead."

Dead people will never make mistakes, their past will only be beautified, Liang Zhen did not come to make the emperor miss Li Feng'an, and pushed the song in front of the emperor: "Your Majesty, he didn't want to give these things to Your Majesty, he wanted to leave them to his son."

The emperor's gaze finally fell on Liang Zhen: "His son? ”

"Yes." Liang Zhen seized the opportunity to breathe, "His son, a ten-year-old yellow-mouthed child, Li Feng'an, wrote a chapter asking His Majesty to let him inherit the Jiedu envoy, what can a yellow-mouthed child do with such a large number of heavy soldiers, wouldn't these soldiers be ownerless and messed up, if they were held hostage by someone with a heart, ......"

Liang Zhen slowed down in one breath, and the emperor finally understood his words and smiled: "This is really ridiculous. ”

As he expected, this is a ridiculous thing, Li Feng'an is really as Wu Ya'er said, struggling before death is sad and ridiculous but not pitiful, Liang Zhen lifted his spirits, and was about to pour some more oil on the fire, when a gust of wind mixed with the aroma behind him, a soft voice came: "Your Majesty, you are here." ”

This voice is kind and loving, like an old woman leaning on the door and beckoning to her grandson with a smile.

But the moment this voice came, Liang Zhen, a veteran who has fought all his life, was like a man on his back, and he couldn't say a word.

Slowly and silently crossed Liang Zhen, the short, fat, white and tender Quan Hai knelt in front of the dragon case: "The concubine Niangniang specially made soup, but she couldn't find Your Majesty." ”

The smile in the emperor's eyes rippled like water: "Xiang'er has been sleeping, I'm afraid that she won't come out until she is noisy, have you already woken up?" ”

The great eunuch Quan Hai responded: "The noble concubine Niangniang and Mrs. Liang Guo made sweet soup with the wild fruits just picked on the mountain, and they are looking for Your Majesty everywhere." ”

The Emperor, who had been lazily reclining, sat up straight, and Quanhai's hand was raised, and the Emperor stood up with his arm.

This is leaving?

"Your Majesty." Liang Zhen hurriedly called.

The emperor seemed to forget that he was still there, and sighed: "Li Feng'an is dead, let go of those old things, Lord Liang." ”

When a person dies, the original right and wrong will be decided, and he will never be rehabilitated again, Liang Zhen is sad and indignant: "Your Majesty, it is a big crime for Li Fengan to ask his son to inherit it......"

The emperor smiled and waved his hand: "The crazy words of the dead, this piece ....."

"Your Majesty." The great eunuch Quanhai interrupted the emperor's speech, and his white dough-like face was full of smiles, "You can't run away if you stay here, Your Majesty will come and see it after eating Niangniang's thoughts?" ”

Thinking of Niangniang's intentions and Niangniang's delicate little temperament, the emperor didn't care about saying anything else, and walked out with his feet up: "You put this piece here, I know, Lord Liang will go back first." ”

If he is allowed to take it back, I don't know how many words he will take the opportunity to say, and there is nothing new after listening to it for twenty years.

The emperor took back the sentence and swallowed it, and walked out across the white yarn with the help of Quan Hai.

Liang Zhen knelt on the ground and looked at the direction the emperor left, and then looked at the dragon case, there was nothing wrong with the emperor accepting the chapter, right? The emperor also said that Li Feng'an was ridiculous, but he didn't care about him when he died.

Dead people are really good, they will only be read good, Liang Zhen patted his legs and stood up, looked at the recital on the table and sneered, even if you provoke me to send you a recital? Can you provoke the Emperor? Do you dare to let your men run to the emperor's house?

Lee Bong-an, if you die, you're nothing.

You are still defeated compared to me, at least I am still alive, Liang Zhen couldn't help but be proud, but he thought of Li Feng'an's death.

Die on the battlefield and be attacked and killed by enemy thieves.

And he will die in his bed, sick or old.

For a general, there is nothing to be proud of.

Liang Zhen left the palace sometimes happy and sometimes unhappy, and returned to the mansion before dark, whether he was happy or unhappy, he left it behind, life is too short to have fun and get drunk.

In the hall of Li's house, the middle five and others listened to the latest news, but the news did not bring a definite answer, because Liang Zhen couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, laughed proudly for a while, and scolded Li Feng'an for a while, this is Liang Zhen's usual daily life.

However, the emperor did not send anyone to arrest them.

"It seems that the emperor is not angry." Zhonghou said happily, "Of course the emperor prefers us lords. ”

Whether the emperor is angry or not, it is not the result of this matter, Zhong Wu is not the slightest bit happy, everything that should be done has been done, and now he is waiting for the last critical step, Zhong Wu is a little nervous.

He had never been nervous before, because of Lee Bong-an.

Now that the Metropolitan Governor is gone, can the eldest lady do it?

In late autumn, the hot spring palace is filled with the laughter, music, and singing of men and women, which is intoxicating, and the autumn wind becomes gently swaying, caressing the white veil hanging in the hall absentmindedly.

Since that day, when the emperor couldn't bear to kneel in front of the palace gate and came here to summon him, no one has been here for several days.

The emperor rarely came here, and the dragon case was covered with a layer of lonely dust, and the scrolls on it were scattered and no one touched them again.

A white chubby hand picked up one of the pieces, swept the sleeve of his coat lightly, and tucked it into the sleeve.

At the edge of the hot spring water, the emperor sat in the pavilion, beaten by a few palace maids whose clothes were half-untied and their hair was wet with moisture, and the palace maids were surrounded by fat swallows and thin thousands of charms, but the emperor did not look at them, and his eyes always fell on the begonia flower hot spring pool in front of him.

In the pool, there is a white jade-like woman playing in the water, her face is hidden in the mist, and her plump and charming figure sometimes surfaces and sometimes dives into the water.

This scene should only be in the sky.

The emperor squinted his eyes and gently tapped his knees in intoxication, and a fat white hand reached over to interrupt the emperor's intoxication.

"Your Majesty, did you keep and throw away this piece of music sent by Liang Zhen, or did you send it to Cui Xiangye for disposal?" Jeonhae asked.

The emperor couldn't remember any concerts, and he even forgot that Liang Zhen had come.

"This is a piece written by Li Feng'an's daughter for her father, Li Feng'an is a Jiannan, please allow your majesty to allow his eldest son Li Mingyu to inherit the Jingjie and stabilize the southwest for your majesty." Quan Hai opened the chapter and picked up the key words to remind the emperor.

The emperor remembered and sighed: "People don't have to be confused when they are old, they will be confused in the face of life and death, don't pay attention to it, throw away such absurd music." ”

Quanhai responded, but the person did not retreat: "Your Majesty, the old slave thinks that Li Feng'an is not ridiculous and confused to do this. ”