; The cousin shook her head, looked at the distant sky, and sighed: "Ah Yuan, you must remember one thing, there are only two people in a tomb. ”

I was confused again and asked, "There is only one person lying in that father's tomb, and there is a place, who is it left for?" ”

The cousin was silent for a long time, squatted down, and looked at him softly with deep eyes.

"Ah Yuan, you still need to remember one thing, what is buried together does not necessarily have to be husband and wife, it may also be friends, brothers, and love. The place next to your father is reserved for one person. You'll understand this later. ”

……

This night, I slept very restlessly, and I was in a daze. There was nothing in the dream, only one tomb after another, faintly shining with cold light.

I woke up in fright, and when I looked at the bedside, my father was gone.

I was in a hurry, so I began to cry, and the goose flew in and picked me up, and after a few flights, I was already in the small garden.

Yanluo pointed to the other side of the tomb, I looked at it with teary eyes, my father and brother-in-law, one holding a pot of wine in their hands, was drinking happily, and the cousin on the side was smiling and making vegetables.

I vaguely heard my brother-in-law say in a deep voice: Sixteen, you have already decided?

The father was silent for a long time, and replied with a smile: Yes! While I'm still young, I'm going to give this world to my second brother! When it's over, I can accompany him! ”

The cousin sighed and said, "Little uncle, the knife and gun have no eyes, you should be careful." Million, another to worry about. ”

The father softened his voice and replied, "Don't worry, I'll be back." Behind my back. Over to you husband and wife!

I was too sleepy to hold on, and I fell asleep in a daze. Before my consciousness was hazy, I was thinking that my father was so bold that he was drinking and chatting here.

Of course, I didn't realize that Yanluo was holding my hand, trembling slightly,

……

Gangnam days. Like the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the hazy and hazy always makes people not see clearly.

Father, sister and wife go out early and return late every day. I don't know what they're up to, I can't even find their figures.

Occasionally I wake up at night and think that my father is not around, and my heart is sad. The geese will carry me to the small garden.

When I went back, I could always see the three of them drinking and chatting over there. There always seems to be an endless stream of words. As soon as I see my father, my heart will settle down, and I can still sleep deeply when I fall asleep.

Half a year later, Uncle Huang sent a letter urging his father and brother-in-law to return to Beijing.

After saying goodbye to the Jiang family, I followed my brother-in-law back to Beijing, but my father did not go with me, but went directly to the Southwest Army.

Yongjia six years, summer.

My father marched an army of 300,000. Go north and attack the northern Zhao state of Linguo.

The cousin personally sat in the household department. Provide all food and grass supplies for the expeditionary force.

In the eighth year of Yongjia, his father was seriously injured again.

Brother-in-law, Uncle Du got the news and left for the army overnight. That's four years.

For four years, I ran to Xiao Mansion every day, just hoping that my father would have news.

In the winter of the twelfth year of Liujia, Zhao was a minister.

At this point, Kyushu was unified, and the world was decided.

In the spring of the thirteenth year, my father moved back to the dynasty, and I went out of the capital with my uncle and uncle. By this time, I had a clear idea of my background, and I was eleven years old.

The moment I saw my father, I cried.

My father is old, his beard is sloppy, he is very thin, and he is not half handsome and noble. A majestic armor was worn on him, and it looked heavy.

The image of the brother-in-law is even worse, like a who has been dried up by the wind, and Uncle Du is still like a person.

I looked up and saw that Uncle Huang's eyes were also full of tears.

My twins, Uncle Du's two daughters, and I each threw ourselves into our father's arms, crying.

Only my cousin stepped forward with a smile, poured three cups of osmanthus brewed by herself, and said softly: "You guys, you're finally back!" ”

The father drank it in one gulp, threw the jade cup, touched the corner of his cousin's eye, wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye, and laughed loudly: "This wine is very much in line with the king's heart!" Xiaohan, what do you say? ”

How can my brother-in-law still care about talking? He had already pushed the twins out and hugged his cousin into his arms.

My father bent down and whispered in my ear: "Ah Yuan, I'm back, and in the future, I'll never leave again!" ”

I was overjoyed, and tears welled up in my eyes again.

……

After the celebration banquet, the imperial uncle left the three fathers behind.

I accompanied my mother back to the palace first.

My father didn't come back that night. I heard that the three of them had reset another table of wine in Yiyuan, and they were very drunk, and my cousin was also there.

No one knows what the four of them talked about that night.

Anyway, from that day on, my father became more and more strict with my studies. The twins' days weren't much better. At that time, one of the twins had taken over all the business of his cousin, and the other was already a well-known little doctor in the capital.

A year later, my father went to the northwest again, saying that he wanted to have a trip with his brothers in the army. This time, my cousin and brother-in-law handed over all the affairs of the capital to six taels and three taels and walked with my father.

Uncle Du was so angry that he couldn't walk with Uncle Huang because he was ill and didn't have a smile on his face for a whole month.

That night, the twins dragged me to Yiyuan, and the three of them made some osmanthus brewed and drunk, and complained while drinking.

Sanliang said, pity her at a young age, calculated by her own father.

Liuliang said that she was pitiful for her young age and was calculated by her own mother.

I didn't say anything, just drank desperately, glass after glass.

……

The mellow aroma of osmanthus brewed that day seemed to still linger in the nose, but two years have passed.

In the past two years, my father has rarely written from me, and even if he comes, it is only a few. The same goes for the twins. The cousin and his wife traveled with their father all day long, and they didn't want to go back to the capital at all. Uncle Huang was helpless, so he thought of a bad move - to detain Uncle Du.

Yan Huaiyuan sighed slightly.

"Lord Shizi, the palace has arrived." The sound of the long wind sounded outside.

"Arrived, so soon?" Yan Huaiyuan got out of the car.

The little maid greeted her and said with a smile: "Lord Shizi." The princess has been waiting for a long time. ”

Yan Huaiyuan said with a smile: "Go and talk to my mother first, I'll go back to the room to change my clothes, and I'll come." Miss Cousin slept? ”

"Not yet. In the princess's room, talk to the princess. ”

"That's right, you bring the pigeon of Yiyuan for me first."

"Yes, Lord Shizi!"

……

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the cicadas are chirping.

Yan Huaiyuan had just changed his clothes, and he only heard a familiar whisper.

Immediately, the long wind came in. Xi said: "The prince, the prince's letter." ”

Yan Huaiyuan hurriedly took it and looked at it, with a strange expression.

Changfeng asked, "Lord Shizi." When will the prince come back? ”

Yan Huaiyuan was silent for a long time and said, "Father, he won't come back this year." ”

"Why?"

"He plans to go back to Jiangnan directly, and he has already set off with his cousin and brother-in-law."

"The princess's ......"

The corners of Yan Huaiyuan's mouth moved slightly. I thought about it. sighed: "Let's hide it first, and then we'll talk about it then!" ”

……

Coming out of the princess's courtyard, the second watch has passed.

Yan Huaiyuan did not go back to the room, but went to his father's study.

The moonlight is like a trace, boundless and clear, and the study courtyard is quiet and sinking. There was a faint fragrance in the breeze, brushing the tip of the nose, which seemed to be the smell of my father's body.

Yan Huaiyuan looked up. The sky is deep.

He is no longer a child, and he has long understood his ancestors. The love and hatred between the fathers, and they also know who the position next to the biological father's grave is left to. He was not angry, nor did he perceive humiliation.

Because my cousin said that in everyone's life trajectory, there will always be someone who can make you leave everything behind. You walked, he walked, not one step earlier, not one step later, met, it was such a coincidence.

Yan Huaiyuan sighed softly and left quietly.

……

The night is getting heavier and heavier.

At the moment when Yan Huaiyuan turned around and left from the study, a carriage galloped on the official road, all the way south.

In the palace, in the palace of nourishing the heart, the Zhu door was closed and there was silence.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Du is out of the city." Li Zonggui shrank his hands into his long sleeves and whispered.

Yan Songyuan's eyes were sad, his face turned pale instantly, and his figure shook.

Li Zonggui hurriedly helped: "Your Majesty, take care of the dragon body." ”

Yan Songyuan turned around with his hands down, and the indifference in the eyes of a generation of emperors had long since disappeared, and a thick sadness sprung up.

Li Zonggui's heart darkened.

In the second year of Yongjia, in the battle between Nanyan and Dog Rong, King Ping was shot in the left heart and lung by a cold arrow, and was slandered.

Imperial Physician Du once told the emperor at that time that King Ping's body was already at the end of the crossbow, and if he recuperated well, he could live a long life, and if he fought again, he would not live long.

In the sixth year of Yongjia, King Ping insisted on going his own way and waved his army north. The emperor sent three summons in one night, ordering him to return to Beijing, but King Ping ignored him.

Li Zonggui remembered that night very clearly, he accompanied the angry emperor to the Xiao Mansion.

Xiao Han and his wife knelt on the ground and only said, "I can't persuade you!" ”

The emperor came back from the Xiao family and sat alone in front of the dragon case for the whole night.

In the eighth year of Yongjia, during the battle between Nanyan and Northern Zhao, King Ping's old injury recurred, if it wasn't for Imperial Doctor Du to go in time, he was afraid that there would be very few murders.

In the twelfth year of Yongjia, King Ping returned to Beijing victoriously. The emperor secretly summoned Imperial Physician Du into the palace. Imperial Doctor Du said with a smile, King Ping's body was recuperated by him and was fine.

Who knows, all this is fake. Just now the emperor learned that King Ping only had three years to live, and this year happened to be the third year.

Yan Songyuan stood in place in a lost mind.

No wonder the three of them didn't even say hello, so they went to the northwest.

No wonder Tianxiang wrote a resignation letter a month.

No wonder Xiao Han wanted Jiang Xinyao's body to be unwell this time.

Originally...... Originally...... All...... Just to hide from him.

"Your Majesty, King Ping...... It's also because I don't want to make the emperor sad, so I ......," Li Zonggui carefully advised.

Yan Songyuan was stunned. Sixteen, sixteen, are you finally going to abandon your second brother for him?

You gave up your life and put this country in the hands of the second brother, do you know that the second brother has no you, the huge country, this thousands of miles of Kyushu, how can you be happy and chic!

Yan Huanyuan felt a pain in his heart and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Majesty!" Li Zonggui was shocked.

Yan Huanyuan pushed it away and said sharply: "Send forty secret guards, divided into two routes, escort Imperial Doctor Du all the way, and send all the old ginseng in the palace that is more than 100 years old to Jiangnan all the way." ”

……

At the end of the autumn of the fifteenth year of Yongjia, King Ping died in Jiangnan. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks Kelly for the tip.

At this point, Xu Huaiyu's extras are all over.

Starting tomorrow, Du Tianxiang's extras will be presented, and the workload will be very large.

So I'm sorry everyone, there is only one change today, shame.

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