As soon as Mu Chun walked through the gate of Yong'an Palace, he saw the old man lying on a bamboo chair in a corner of the garden with his eyes slightly closed.
The sunlight was very strong, and it fell on the old man's body in bunches. The wrinkles on the face and the gray beard and hair at the corners of the eyes were very real.
All things in the garden grow silently, enjoying the vitality of spring. Especially in the streaks of sunshine, clearly visible dust slowly lingers and settles on those buds.
The old man, on the other hand, sat quietly, and the sunlight falling on him was a little turbid for some reason.
Suddenly, Muchun's nose felt sore and her eyes suddenly turned red.
It turns out that the Supreme Emperor has become like this with his old age!
"Coming?" The old man in the pavilion opened his eyes slightly, looked at Xiang Muchun lovingly, sat up straight, and patted the chair next to him, "Come and sit, come and sit!"
"minister...."
"We, my family, should not engage in those vain etiquettes!" the old man said with a smile and waved his hand to Pu Bucheng next to him.
The latter stepped forward and pulled Mu Chun up, who had just knelt down and was about to salute, "Brother Chun, please get up, the old man has been looking forward to you for a long time!"
Brother Chun is Mu Chun's nickname. He is thirty-six years old this year. In the early years when his father worked for the Southern and Northern Railway Station, he and his younger brother were raised by Empress Ma and the old man. These big eunuchs in the palace
He was called Chun Geer to show his closeness, while ordinary palace people called him Young Master.
"Hey!" The old man looked at Muchun for a long time and grinned, "I was so handsome when I was young, but now I am so rough and unshaven." After saying that, he looked at him again and smiled at Pu Bucheng, "Look, Old Pu.
, who does this big and thick looking guy follow? If he doesn’t wear this python robe, what’s the difference between him and a folk rough guy? Haha!”
"Of course I will follow Young Master Ying!" Pu Bucheng said with a smile, "Both of them have big bones and strong bodies!"
"They're all idiots who only care about their flesh and their minds!" The old man laughed and looked at Mu Chun again, "How good are you there?"
Hearing the old man's question, Muchun stood up quickly, suppressing the sadness in his heart, "Back to the Supreme Emperor, everything is fine with me in Yunnan. I have received your great love and inherited my father's business to guard Yunnan. I dare not slack off, for fear of being in trouble..."
"If you don't talk about this, I won't ask about state affairs. Since I ask you to guard you, I trust you. We can rest assured, and so does the emperor!" The old man waved his hand, "Let me ask you at home, how is your mother, and how many of your brothers are you?"
"It's all good!" Mu Chun felt even more sad. The old emperor in front of him was praised and criticized by the world. They said that after he became the emperor, he disowned his relatives and killed his heroes and generals one after another. But this old man ignored them.
Home, there is only kindness, only kindness that cannot be fully repaid.
"Everything is going well in my family. My younger brothers are all grown up now. They are very successful in studying and practicing martial arts. They all clamor to go into battle to kill the enemy and contribute to our Ming Dynasty!" Mu Chun said, "My mother is also good. She often talks about it.
As for you, I also told you before leaving that I must come and kowtow to you."
"She always said that without you, the Supreme Emperor, the Mu family would not be what it is today. She warned us sons to never forget the great kindness of you and Empress Gao. Let us be down-to-earth and work hard to live up to your love for Mu.
The nurturing love of home!”
There was a smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, "It's a heretic to say this! Although your surname is not Zhu, you are still our grandson. We watched you grow from such a small age to this big one!" After saying this, he ordered, "Your father
I left early. The whole family relies on you as the eldest brother to take care of both the family and the state affairs. It has been difficult for you in the past few years!"
Then he sighed and said, "Don't leave in a hurry when you come to the capital this time. Stay a few more days, visit your father's grave, put incense, weed, and talk about it."
Muchun held back tears and said, "Yes!"
"Hey!" The old man suddenly asked with a smile, "Damn it, do you have a son and a half daughter? How come we haven't heard from you at all in the past few years?"
Muchun lowered his head, with a bit of embarrassment on his face. In addition to his wife, he also had two concubines in his family. He was also a lively man, and once had a son who died in infancy, but for some reason he had no heirs in these years.
Seeing him like this, the old man already understood and scratched his head with his big hand, "Look back, let's ask the imperial doctor to prescribe some prescriptions for your recovery. Well... when you go back, you can work harder and eat more. That won't work."
Marry a few more women, and things will fall into place naturally?" He said, smiling again, "Hurry up, while we are still alive, we can still help a generation of your family. If we die, we won't be able to help!"
"You will definitely live a long life!" Mu Chun said hurriedly, "When I have an heir, I will ask you to name him!"
"Have more children!" The old man said with a smile, "Have more good ones! In this life, you should help our eldest grandson. When your son grows up, they will help the prince. Generation after generation, we will always be
family!"
"Hey!" Muchun couldn't help but nodded in agreement.
Then he said, "I came to the capital and brought you some specialties."
"We have already told you not to take anything with you when you are traveling thousands of miles away." The old man frowned, "Why are you bothering with that? Do we want anything in the palace?"
"They are all worthless!" Mu Chun knew the old man's temper and said hurriedly, "After several years of preparation, the terraced fields my father cultivated in Yunnan had a great harvest last year. I brought several hundred kilograms of fresh rice.
There are also some dried vegetables that my mother dried herself, and there are also hams that are smoked at home, so I’ll give them to you to try!"
The old man nodded approvingly, "Well, this is not bad, much better than those mundane things like gold, silver, and jewelry!" As he said that, he said in a serious voice, "Although I won't ask about state affairs, I still have to explain it to you.
Your Mu family is in Yunnan. Although you are not a prince, you are still guarding it. Hundreds of thousands of people have been entrusted to you. Letting them live a good life and not letting those barbarians make trouble is the greatest filial piety to us!"
"I sincerely obey the teachings of the Supreme Emperor!" Muchun stood up again and said solemnly.
"Sit down!" The old man patted the chair next to him again and said with a smile, "Come to think of it, I shouldn't have put you so far away!" At this point, his smile suddenly turned bitter, with a bit of regret, "
If he hadn't been so far away, your father wouldn't have left so early! We men wouldn't have been unable to see each other for months and years!"
In an instant, Muchun couldn't bear the pain that was pressing in his heart any longer.
What the old man was talking about was his affection for their Mu family.
At this time, the old man felt Mu Chun's emotional fluctuations and said with a smile, "You are quite a big man, but his eyes are red all the time, and you are hopeless!" After saying that, he took the other person's hand and rubbed it, "How embarrassing!"
The old man's hands were no longer hard and were still full of age spots. They were completely different from Muchun's big, hard and powerful hands.
Feeling the warmth of the elder's hand, Muchun couldn't bear it any longer and knelt down directly in front of the old man. He raised his head with tears in his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, why are you... so old?"
Seeing his true feelings revealed, the old man also felt a bit sad, "Silly boy, who can't live forever? We are all old people who have their eyes buried in dust, and we are waiting for the old guy to be put into the coffin!"
"Your Majesty..." Mu Chungeng swallowed. He couldn't say any of the thousands of words in his heart. He just lowered his head and whimpered, "Woo woo..."
"Don't cry, don't cry! You can't cry until the day we die!" The old man slowly stroked Muchun's hair with his big hand and looked at his profile, "The last time your father saw us, he cried like this when he left. .You two look so much alike!"
Junqu Pavilion
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