In the early morning, before dawn, Li Zhi was still sleeping.
Wang Changfu, the personal chamberlain, tiptoed into the bedroom. He looked embarrassed but had to call Li Zhi cautiously.
Li Zhi woke up quickly and stared at Wang Changfu with an unhappy expression.
Wang Changfu had no choice but to report in a low voice, and His Highness the Crown Prince asked to see him.
Li Zhi immediately woke up completely, so he put on his clothes and walked out, hurriedly towards the palace door.
Outside the palace gate, Prince Li Hong was lying on a soft bag carried by four people, looking at Li Zhi with a weak expression.
The father and son stood quietly looking at each other across the palace door for a long time, and smiled at the same time.
He signaled to the palace attendants to carry Li Hong into the palace, and ordered Wang Changfu to light two charcoal stoves. Li Zhi personally took a brocade quilt and covered Li Hong.
After finishing all this work, Li Zhi sat next to Li Hong, held Li Hong's cold hand with both hands, and sighed: "You are not in good health and can't stand the cold. How can you run around? If you have anything to say, just ask the palace servants to send a message."
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Li Hong shook his head with a smile and said: "Why should a son pretend to be an outsider when he meets his father? Today I suddenly wanted to see my father, so I came here. He is not so delicate."
Li Zhi said softly: "Qin Minghe reported to me that the prescription was adjusted yesterday. You have taken two doses. How do you feel today?"
Li Hong smiled calmly: "Maybe... it's better."
Li Zhi knew that he was comforting himself. Thinking of Qin Minghe's words that the prince's time was running out and it was difficult to cure him with medicine and stone, Li Zhi couldn't help but his eyes turned red and he almost shed tears.
Li Zhi has always loved and was very satisfied with his eldest son.
Li Hong does not share any of the selfish and domineering bad habits of the Tian family royal family members.
From childhood to adulthood, Li Hong was gentle, polite and very sensible. In Li Zhi's memory, he seemed to have never been willful. Sometimes Li Zhi felt a little regretful as to why the emperor's legitimate son was so sensible and so sensible that it made people feel heartbroken.
He even hoped that Li Hong would occasionally do some overly domineering things to surprise him as a father, or scold him a few words, otherwise the father would be too unfulfilled.
Perhaps the most outrageous thing Li Hong has ever done is publicly remonstrating with his father Lu Jiajido the day before yesterday.
It was really the first time in his life that he used fierce and sharp words to criticize his father's mistakes and mercilessly exposed Li Zhi's unrealistic greed for immortality.
That memorial made Li Zhi angry and helpless, but actually he felt a little bit of joy in his heart.
This prince, who has always been gentle and elegant, actually has such a strong side. If he can live in good health, the Tang Dynasty may have another wise and decisive monarch in the future.
With Li Hong's personal arrival today, the estrangement between father and son due to that memorial disappeared the moment they looked at each other and smiled outside the palace gate.
After a long silence, Li Hong suddenly said softly: "My father ordered Lu Jiayi to diagnose my illness more often, but my son did not treat him well and did not take the prescription he prescribed for me. Please forgive me."
Li Zhi shook his head and said: "How can I blame you? If you don't believe Lu Jiajiduo, of course you won't take his medicine. You have this opinion. Even if you disagree with me, I will only be happy and will not blame you. Datang
The future of China needs an emperor with strong opinions, not a mediocre king who only agrees."
Li Hong smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to see the future of the Tang Dynasty. My father is at his peak in the Spring and Autumn Period. Please work hard for a few more years to cultivate his younger brother Pei Wangxian..."
Li Zhi suddenly darkened his face: "Don't talk nonsense. You still have a long time to live. Live well. The future emperor of the Tang Dynasty will be you and only you!"
Li Hong smiled sadly, and Li Zhi also turned away.
In fact, both father and son knew very well that some words were more meant to comfort themselves than to comfort each other.
If Li Hongzhen still has a long time to live, why was Pei King Li Xian recalled to Chang'an for no reason?
Probably, both father and son were ready to say goodbye, but no one could bear to lift the veil.
Li Hong changed the subject sensibly and whispered: "Father, my son and minister are about to die soon. Before leaving, I would like to say a few words that are offensive to my ears. Whether my father blames my son or deposes him, I will not."
What needs to be said is still said and must be said.”
Li Zhi sighed: "Did Hong'er come here for Lu Jiayiduo? I have read your memorial many times word for word. My son is worried about the country and is really suffering..."
Li Hong lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "My son, I know that running a country is not easy. My father has worked hard to fight for the day and night, so there are regrets that it is difficult to catch up. Therefore, my father hopes to live forever and have enough time to rule the world and become an unparalleled success."
Today’s Mingjun…”
"However, a person's lifespan is determined by God. If it's time to let go, why force it against God?"
Li Hong smiled bitterly and said: "Actually... It stands to reason that I am the one who should seek immortality the most, but I know that destiny cannot be violated. If it is destined that I cannot extend my life, I will accept my fate. I will not be blessed in this life, and at worst I will not be able to live in the next life.
Live once.”
"Father, I have seen the world map drawn by Li Jingchu himself. It is what the world should really look like, not just a few neighboring countries around the Tang Dynasty."
"This generation of emperors, the next generation of emperors, the next generation... If you want to plant the flag of the Tang Dynasty all over that map, you need countless generations of emperors to work hard to achieve it."
"Li Jingchu said, that was the goal of countless generations of emperors and ministers of the Tang Dynasty. It was a sea of stars waiting for us to conquer. As long as one generation of emperors went astray or became mediocre, that sea of stars would never belong to us.
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Li Hongyue became more and more sad when he said it, and said with red eyes: "Father, what a vast and fertile land it is. We have already begun to build a navy and build sea ships. The hearts of virtuous ministers and famous generals are yearning for it. Everything is moving in the direction of the stars and the sea.
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"Father, whether the Tang Dynasty is strong or in decline, the world depends on my father. I beg your father to wake up and don't waste your energy in vain and wrong places and lead the great country astray."
Li Hong's voice was filled with sorrow and admonishment, but Li Zhi was silent for a long time after hearing his words.
Over the past few days, so many ministers and ministers have been admonishing him, but they have not been able to shake Li Zhi's mind. Lu Jiajiduo's deception is too clever, and Li Zhi really believes that he can make him immortal.
However, he had to listen to Li Hong's advice. What the eldest son he had loved for many years said today was almost his last words. How could Li Zhi still be stubborn and arrogant and insist on going his own way?
At this moment, Li Zhi's eyes were confused.
Is immortality really that false? Will it really ruin the fate of the country?
If he really has to pay the price of his country's luck in order to seek immortality, then what is the meaning of the immortality he seeks?
The desire in his heart and the weight of family affection were in conflict repeatedly in Li Zhi's heart at this moment.