The dusty courtyard gate was opened, and the young monarch walked into his long-lost hometown, with dead branches and old trees, and layers of fallen leaves on the ground, stepping on it and making a creaking and breaking sound.

Qi Huan Gong looked at the tree, as if he saw his young self calling a sister and a sister under the tree, the girl was very quiet and rarely answered him, but as long as she answered him, the little boy would be very happy.

"Sister, where are you?"

The young monarch was a little sad.

It's been twelve years since he's been here, and he's in exile, and it's his only concern.

He is back, but his relatives are gone, and the loss of the young man can be imagined, even if he is the king of Qi at this moment.

He turned slowly and walked towards his mother's bedchamber, step by step, stepping on the fallen leaves, he already knew what had happened after he was gone, his sister had been here with his mother, all the time, maybe eight years, maybe ten, maybe longer.

He was not surprised, because he knew his sister, and as long as she promised it, she would definitely do it.

"Crunch ......"

The young monarch stretched out his hand and pushed open the silent palace door, the dust was clouded, it was dark and cold inside, but the young monarch did not stop, he stepped into the place where he was born, he was alone, he did not let anyone step into this courtyard, because this was his pure land, and he did not want outsiders to enter.

The young monarch sat here for a long time, until a neutral voice broke the silence here, "Your Majesty, Uncle Bao has something important to see." ”

The young monarch frowned and got up.

He was not angry, because this man was his teacher, his enlightened teacher, and his teacher who accompanied him in exile for twelve years, and he shared weal and woe for twelve years, and taught him carefully for twelve years, and he treated him like a prince like a son, and he valued him as a teacher and a father.

Gong Qi Huan walked out of the cold and damp palace, stepping on the old fallen leaves of the old garden and walking out.

From a distance, he saw the familiar tall figure, and he said, "Teacher, why is it so urgent?"

The tall old man with gray hair shook it to the end and shouted, "Your Majesty, Guan Zhong can't be killed!"

The young monarch walked up to the old man, put his hands on the old man, and said, "The teacher doesn't have to make this big gift. ”

The old man shook his head resolutely and said, "Please pardon Guan Zhong first." ”

The young monarch withdrew his hands and asked lightly, "Why?"

"Because the king needs Guan Zhong, and the Qi State needs Guan Zhong even more!"

The young monarch said disapprerovingly: "The teacher is serious. ”

The old man shook his head: "It's not that the ministers are heavy, on the contrary, the old ministers are afraid that they will speak lightly, so that the king will miss the great talent, and the Qi country will miss the countrymen, in that way, the minister will regret it for life, and it will be difficult to look at it when he dies." The old man said this, he fell to the ground and touched his head to the ground: "If the monarch insists on killing Guan Zhong, the minister is willing to die on his behalf, the old minister only hopes that after the minister's death, the monarch can abandon the previous suspicion and reuse Guan Zhong, revive my Qi country, even if the old minister dies, he will smile Jiuquan." ”

Qi Huan Gong was moved, "Why did the teacher say this, how could Xiaobai harm the teacher, the teacher got up quickly." ”

Uncle Bao insisted and said, "Please fulfill it." ”

Fulfill the pardon of Guan Zhong, or fulfill him to die on behalf of Guan Zhong.

Qi Huan couldn't help the old man, so he said helplessly: "Teacher, why do you want to persecute Xiaobai like this?"

The old man said with tears in his eyes: "If it is not for the ministers to persecute the king, it is really Guan Zhong's genius, even if he dies a hundred Uncle Bao's teeth, he can't die a single Guan Zhong." ”

"Why should the teacher be ambitious and damage his prestige, if Guan Zhong really has the talent that the teacher said, the monarch of Qi should be my brother. ”

Uncle Bao shook his head: "Has the gentleman forgotten how he escaped death?"

Qi Huan said fairly: "Of course I won't forget, that's why I want to kill him." ”

"The monarch can know that Guan Zhong also offered a strategy to the Lu State, and when the monarch first inherited the great throne, he quickly attacked it. ”

Qi Huangong's heart froze, and then his eyes suddenly coldened: "In this way, he deserves to die even more!"

Uncle Bao continued: "The first time the king was able to escape the catastrophe, it was because of the king's great destiny and the will of heaven, and the second time was because the Lu people were stupid, and it was not because Guan Zhong was incompetent." ”

"That's the case, the widow doesn't think that the teacher's talent is under the management. ”

"This is because the king has never seen Guan Zhong, and the minister and Guan Zhong have been friends for many years, and they know his talent very well, which is beyond the reach of his teeth. ”

"The teacher humbled himself. ”

"It's not self-humility. ”

Uncle Bao raised his head and said: "If the monarch only wants to be the monarch of the Qi country, the ministers can barely rely on it, but if the monarch is determined to be in the world, he must be the only one who can manage the middle." ”

Huan Gong was shaken, "Is there really such a talent?"

"You know it at first sight. ”

Qi Huan Gong pondered for a moment and said, "Then we'll see you." ”

This sight has created a story for the ages.

Duke Qi Huan and Guan Zhong, Uncle Bao and Guan Zhong, one is a monarch and a minister, and the other is a close friend.