If you can successfully persuade the Han King to surrender, it will naturally be the best.

But if you can't, then it's not in vain.

……

Palace.

Inside the Emperor's Imperial Study.

Here, the old man is resting.

The prince was originally here to do government affairs, but as soon as the old man came, he drove the prince away, saying that the chairs in the imperial study were comfortable, and he had to come here to lie down.

The prince had no choice but to leave.

The old man naturally lay down on the chair.

It happened that the grandson also came, so the grandfather and grandson chatted in the imperial study.

Zhu Zhanji sat under the dragon chair, beat Zhu Di's legs, and asked while beating: "Old man, Scholar Yu has been gone for so long, and there is still no movement?" ”

Zhu Di closed his eyes slightly.

didn't open his eyes, and said lightly: "Stinky boy, what are you thinking?" ”

Zhu Zhanji hesitated for a moment and said, "Old man, I have something I want to tell you. ”

Zhu Di said: "Say." ”

Zhu Zhanji had a smile on his face: "Grandpa, you see if Yu Xuekui's persuasion is unsuccessful, can you pick him up as soon as possible." ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The old man opened his eyes.

looked at Zhu Zhanji and smiled dumbly: "Zhanji, you are really warm-hearted." ”

Zhu Zhanji hurriedly said: "Grandpa, Scholar Yu is a loyal minister. ”

"Half a month ago, when Yu Xuekui left, I also agreed with him that when he came back, I would go to Zuixianlou to drink together, if he died, who would I go to drink."

Zhu Di took a deep breath and glanced at Zhu Zhanji: "Taisun, you are thinking too simply. ”

The old man's face became dark.

This made Zhu Zhanji subconsciously frown, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Zhu Zhanji asked tentatively.

Zhu Di patted his grandson's shoulder and said lightly: "Grandpa taught you to be a good man, what are loyal ministers used for?" ”

Zhu Zhanji replied directly without thinking: "Loyal ministers, protect the family and defend the country, for the country, and the people of the world." ”

Zhu Di bowed: "So, now that the country is facing division and civil war, it is time for loyal ministers to fulfill their duties." ”

"It's time for them to give."

"Otherwise, why does the court raise loyal ministers, raise soldiers for a thousand days, and it will be useful in the end, right?"

The voice fell.

It was quiet in the study.

Zhu Zhanji seemed to suddenly understand something.

He was shocked.

looked at the old man and muttered, "So, Scholar Yu went to Shandong, grandpa, you didn't plan that he would come back alive?" ”

Zhu Di smiled with emotion: "Learn smart." ”

"Zhongchen is a thing, if you use one, you will have one less, Xu Lao will count one, and Yu Xuekui will count one, you still have to cherish it."

After a pause, Zhu Di looked at Zhu Zhanji: "Not only did grandpa not plan that he would come back alive, but even Yu Xuekui himself didn't plan to come back alive." ”

"When he went, he was determined to die."

"If you can persuade you to surrender, it would be better, if you can't persuade you, then Yu Xuekui will always make some contribution to Jiangshan Sheji, right?"

When Zhu Di said this, he also sighed a little.

From the tone, it can be heard that the old man doesn't want Yu Xuekui to die.

However, the imperial court is in danger, and it is time to use these loyal ministers.

"Do you understand?" Zhu Di looked at his grandson.

Zhu Zhanji shook his head: "I didn't figure it out." ”

Zhu Di said lightly: "I know you can't accept all this, but this is the king, this is the court." ”

"Some deaths are necessary."

"People like Yu Xuekui are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of dying as light as a feather, and dying vigorously enough......"

Zhu Zhanji's mind echoed the old man's words.

An inexplicable sadness suddenly surged up in his heart.

Half a month ago, the old man told himself that when he came back, he would go to the Drunken Immortal Building with him to drink.

It turned out that he had already had the will to die, and he had no intention of coming back at all.

Perhaps, but that was when the Han King surrendered......

Zhu Zhanji's heart was empty for a while, was the appearance of loyal ministers to solve these disasters in the imperial court?

With one, there is one less.

Perhaps, they are the great men of the times, pushing the times one by one, so that the order will not collapse, and there will be no cultural disconnection.

"Scholar Yu, I hope you can persuade King Han to surrender." Zhu Zhanji muttered.

Although he also felt that it was impossible.

……

Natsuhara Yoshifu.

After the dispersal of the dynasty, Xia Yuanji sat in the garden, cutting flowers.

The granddaughter likes these flowers, and after Xia Yuan Jisan has nothing to do, she will help cut the flowers together, so that the flowers will become more budding and more fresh and moving.

Left and right, but Bo granddaughter is just happy.

When cutting flowers, I don't know when, there was suddenly a woman in white beside me.

This woman in white looks gentle, dignified, and atmospheric, she squatted down slightly, squatted beside her grandfather, and together with her grandfather, helped cut flowers.

Xia Yuanji felt the movement of the woman next to him, and couldn't help laughing: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, I'll help grandpa trim together." Xia Yujue chuckled.

After cutting a few times, Xia Yujue lost her mind.

The major affairs of the court, as a famous talented woman in the capital, she is also concerned.

"Grandpa, I heard that Scholar Yu went to Shandong some time ago, I don't know if there is any news recently." Xia Yujue asked softly.

Xia Yuanji was a little surprised: "Xiao Yu'er, why did you suddenly think of asking about this?" ”

Xia Yujue said softly: "It's okay, it's just that I think the spirit of Scholar Yu is very strong and admirable." ”

Xia Yuanji sighed slightly.

"Yes, Scholar Yu is indeed respectable."

"However, there is a high probability that he will not come back."

As soon as these words came out, Xia Yujue's expression was slightly shocked.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, her tone was a little anxious, and she hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, why can't he come back?" ”

Xia Yuanji smiled, and there was more admiration in his eyes: "Because since he went, he didn't plan to come back alive." ”

"How difficult is it to persuade the King of Han to surrender?"

"King Han has wanted to take the throne for a long time, how can he be willing to surrender, Yu Xuekui knows this, but he still wants to go, which means that he will definitely make this trip."

"The King of Han is unwilling to surrender, even if he doesn't behead Yu Xuekui, Yu Xuekui will force him to make a move, and this beheading, the righteousness will be beheaded by the King of Han to the side of the court."

Xia Yujue quietly chewed Xia Yuanji's words.

"Grandpa, is Scholar Yu's death just in exchange for that righteousness?" Xia Yujue raised her head.

Xia Yuanji nodded: "Just to get back the righteousness!" ”

Xia Yujue suddenly felt a little sad for Yu Xuekui's fate.

He is already close to the age of sixteen, and he should have resigned from his official position to retire.

But he had to go to Shandong, knowing that it was a certain death, he still did not hesitate.

This spirit made Xia Yujue slightly moved.

"Then Ying Tianfu, there will be one less great Confucian." Xia Yujue muttered.

She reads poetry and books, and has studied some of Yu Xuekui's works, and she respects Yu Xuekui, but now that she heard that he was generous to righteousness, Xia Yujue's heart was naturally not calm.