Xu Xian wondered: "Didn't Grand Master Feng go to build the late emperor's mausoleum? Is it because he worked too hard to build the mausoleum?"

Since Chai Rong's triumphant return, Feng Dao felt that he had nowhere to put his old face and stopped going to court, but Chai Rong still asked him to build Guo Wei's mausoleum.

Building the tomb of Emperor Daxing is an honorable thing, and only those with high moral character and high esteem can't do it. It can be seen that Chai Rong did not treat him differently because of what happened before.

"Alang has come back. The late emperor did not want an underground palace or stone people or beasts. The emperor's mausoleum was just a big tomb and was repaired in a few days. Unexpectedly, when he set out to return to the capital, Alang contracted a little cold and fell ill when he returned to the capital the day before yesterday.

No more bed."

Xu Xian scratched his head and said, "I only know one doctor whose medical skills are really bad. Why don't I go to the palace and ask your majesty to send a doctor with excellent medical skills to diagnose and treat the imperial master."

The old servant said: "Your Majesty has misunderstood. It's not that Alang doesn't have good doctors to treat him. It's just that he refuses to take medicine. He even refuses to drink water or rice. He seems to want to die."

"Oh? You came to me because I want to persuade the Grand Master?"

The old servant nodded heavily and said, "That's exactly what I mean. Alang often said that although he was respected by others, he didn't have many close friends. In the past two years, he only mentioned Dianzhi at home. I'm afraid you are the only one who can persuade him.

I persuaded you."

"Well, without further ado, I'll go with you right now."

Xu Xian ignored lunch and followed the old servant of the Feng family to the Feng Mansion.

Feng Dao did not live in Liuyun Street where officials usually lived, but in Xicheng near Jinshui River, not far from the imperial palace.

This is a spacious two-entry courtyard with a courtyard gate made of blue bricks and green tiles. In front of the door are two small stone lions. On both sides of the red painted wooden door are two peach symbols that read "Shen Tu" and "Yu Lei" respectively.

", these are the names of the two door gods. At this time, the door gods were not named Qin or Yuchi.

It was so quiet in the yard that there was no one around. When I entered the house, I found that everyone was crowded in the hall. There were twenty or thirty men, women, and children, but there was no sound at all. Only the slightest breathing could be heard. It was very quiet.

Weird.

There were several middle-aged men sitting on the stools. Xu Xian recognized two of them. One was Feng Ji, the Yuanwai Lang who was in charge of catering at Xuanhui Academy, and the other was Feng Ping, the right editor of Yushitai. He did not know that they were both

Feng Dao's son.

Feng Ji had dealt with Xu Xian, and when he saw Xu Xian come in, he stood up quietly to greet him, "I'm really sorry to bother you and go straight to the palace!"

Seeing how cautious they were, Xu Xian didn't dare to speak loudly, "The grand master is seriously ill and I should have come to visit him. How is the grand master doing now?"

Feng Ji pointed inside and said, "Go and see for yourself."

"Okay." Xu Xian turned around and walked inside, but found that no one was following him. Feng Ji waved his hand to signal Xu Xian to go in.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone in the Feng family, young and old, was there, Xu Xian would have thought that there was a swordsman hidden inside. When he opened the curtain, there was a loud clatter under Xu Xian's feet, and there was actually a copper basin with a tilted basin stand on the side.

Xu Xian bowed down and just picked up the copper basin when he heard a hoarse and weak voice coming from the tent, "Why can't I just die in peace? Just wait patiently. I will be able to drive to Hexi in one day at most."

went."

Xu Xian put the copper basin back on the basin shelf, smiled into the tent and said: "I came to visit the grand master, why are you hiding in the tent, are you confinement?"

As soon as he said this, two violent coughs came from inside the tent, and there was also a sound of surprise outside.

Xu Xian stepped forward and opened the curtain, and saw Feng Dao lying flat on the bed, neatly dressed in court clothes, and his hair was combed meticulously. His eyes were closed, his dark face was red, and his lips were dry and cracked. If it weren't for his chest,

In the slight ups and downs, I really thought he was dead.

"Master, I'm here to see you!"

After a while, Feng Dao's lips opened slightly, "You came to see my joke, right?"

"Where do you start talking about this? The Grand Master and I have been friends for many years. The Grand Master is about to leave Hexi. How can I not give him a gift?"

Feng Dao's sons stood at the door, their faces full of anger but they didn't dare to come in. Xu Xian turned to them and ordered: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you make a pot of good tea quickly and let me have tea instead?"

Let’s bid Master Feng farewell with wine.”

"You really came here to see my joke, ahem..."

Xu Xian didn't answer, but stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, only to feel it was hot. If it kept burning like this, he wouldn't have to wait until tomorrow or tonight.

"Why is the Grand Master so indifferent?"

Feng Dao opened his eyes and looked at Xu Xian, and said in a weak voice: "He is indeed a rare hero. I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

"Oh, what exactly made the Grand Master so impressed with him?"

"After I returned to Beijing, I heard that he was using Buddhism to perform surgery, and I knew that I was wrong. This man is broad-minded, has a plan, and is more courageous. The most important thing is that he can put down his face and do whatever it takes to risk the world.

No…cough cough cough…”

Feng Dao took a few breaths and then said: "Since the fall of the Tang Dynasty, among the many emperors, Zhu Quanzhong is probably the only one who can compare with them."

"Haha... If you compare His Majesty with Zhu Bahui, he may not appreciate it."

"He has something Zhu Quanzhong doesn't have - self-discipline. Even many Holy Lords and Mingjuns don't have such a trait."

Uh... Xu Xian didn't know whether he should tell Feng Dao that Chai Rong's self-discipline was due to mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"With such a wise emperor and grand master, we should help him better."

Feng Dao shook his head slightly, licked his chapped lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Bring me some water to moisten my throat. I want to talk to Zhixian happily."

"Did you hear that? Hurry up and get some water!"

"Here comes the tea!" The old servant came in from the outside with a tea tray, held it in front of Feng Dao's eyes and said with red eyes: "Alang, just drink more."

Feng Dao raised his head and took a small sip, as if it was really just to moisten his throat. He lay down again and said: "Such an emperor actually does not need help. He already has rules in his heart on how to govern the world and handle government affairs. His advisers are not as brave as generals."

He is the chess piece driven by him. I am just a talker, and he is not even qualified to be a chess piece."

"No, His Majesty has the idea of ​​reforming the army. Not long ago, he called his subordinates and several confidants to inquire about the plan. His Majesty accepted it with an open mind."

"Haha... do you think he is accepting advice with an open mind? In fact, he has already had similar thoughts in his mind, and he is just seeking confirmation from you."

In fact, most of the opinions Chai Rong accepted that day were directly or indirectly put forward by Xu Xian, and Xu Xian ultimately lost Chai Rong's wisdom.

He took a long breath and continued: "With such a king, I have no more value in this world, so why not just take advantage of this disease and let it go as soon as possible."

Xu Xian reached out and took a cup of tea in his hand, "It's a pity that if you go like this, you won't be able to see the prosperous age where the country is unified."

Feng Dao's eyes, which were slightly closed, suddenly opened. His eyes were full of hope, but then they quickly dissipated and he said with a smile: "Will there be a prosperous age when the world is unified?"

"All major events in the world will eventually come together. Isn't that what an old counselor like you always says?"

Feng Dao smiled, "When I was born, it was the second year of the Zhonghe reign of Emperor Xizong of the Tang Dynasty. The nest of thieves had already declined, but the world began to be in chaos. Before I could grow up, the Tang Dynasty died.

I was born in troubled times and grew up in troubled times. Everyone is looking forward to the unification of the world and the prosperity of the Han and Tang Dynasties. However, I grew up from a young boy to a weak crown, and the world is still in chaos. Fortunately, I have become an adult and can serve the heroes and do my best.

First it was Liu Shouguang and then Zhuangzong of the Tang Dynasty. I once had the highest expectations for Zhuangzong, thinking that he would be able to revitalize the Tang Dynasty. At that time, the words you just said were often on my lips. But Zhuangzong disappointed me greatly.

, the country was destroyed and died in just four years.

Mingzong was wise and diligent in domestic affairs but had no ambition to pioneer. I am not disappointed, thinking that one day I will be able to unify the world with my hard work.

However, not two years after the death of Mingzong, the mountains and rivers were shattered again, and the Sixteenth State of Yanyun was also occupied by the Khitan barbarians. Although Shi Jingtang reused me, I actually hated him the most. When he died, he pretended to pass the throne to Shi Chonggui.

But his wish failed.

Although Shi Chonggui had more backbone than his uncle, he was greedy and ignorant and allowed the barbarians to take over the great rivers and mountains. When Yelu Deguang and others opened the city tower, I was completely despairing, thinking that if the Khitans could unify the world and impose royal laws, the end would be over.

Conflicts in this troubled world are not inevitable...cough cough cough..."

Feng Dao coughed for a while, drank some tea again, and sighed: "You probably know what happened next. I went from a newborn baby to a pale and dying man now. This troubled world has no intention of ending. What will happen after a long time?

I haven't said it for a long time, because I was afraid that the hope I had in my heart would be shattered in the blink of an eye."

This kind of despair can probably only be felt by this person who has experienced the troubled times of the Five Dynasties at a close distance. No one except himself can understand it.

Xu Xian was silent for a long time before saying: "This time is different, he will definitely succeed."

Feng Dao shook his head and said: "Even a wise king and a heroic lord may not be able to unify the world."

"This time is really different. Doesn't Grand Master believe in my vision? Do you want to make another bet? If you only live another ten or eight years, you will have a chance to unify the world."

Feng Dao looked at Xu Xian and saw his eyes full of confidence. He smiled and said, "I just know that you are as accurate as me every time you bet."

"No, I was a foresight, Grand Master, and a hindsight. Speaking of which, I am a little smarter than you."

Feng Dao frowned and thought for a while, "It seems to be better than me."

"So I can still trust what I said."

Feng Dao suddenly raised his arm slowly. Xu Xian thought he was going to drink tea and handed the teacup over, but he didn't take it. He only saw him holding out two fingers, one big and one small, "I bet with you, and I also want to see it."

Look at the prosperous scene of unification of the world."

Xu Xian smiled and hooked his little finger with her thumb and pressed it heavily...

I don't know if Feng Dao can survive, but he is willing to eat and take medicine anyway. If he can really live for another ten or eight years, although he won't be able to see Chai Rong dominate the world, he can still see Zhao Kuangyin unite most of the country, and he should be able to rest in peace.

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Speaking of the fact that the Feng family was not particular, Xu Xian spent a long time at his house talking and talking, his stomach growling with hunger and he did not care about food. After leaving Feng Mansion, Xu Xian immediately went to Changle House, but Zhao Ningxiu and Xiaocan were not there.

I asked Aunt Liu to cook two dishes and then drank by myself in the store. When I was almost done eating, I saw Zhao Ningxiu coming back with a happy face and humming a tune.

"Are you so happy after eating bee poop?"

"Hey! It's natural to be happy when something happy happens!"

Aunt Liu poked her head out of the kitchen, "Is it possible that she is pregnant?"
To be continued...