After Zhubu regretted hearing this, he quickly said——
"Then I don't want my sister to be the crown prince, but my sister will be the prince's sister. The prince will be responsible for the burden, and my sister will be responsible for eating, drinking and having fun. I want to find the best things in the world for my sister, so that she can be the happiest sister in the world.
.”
"No regrets..." Qiluo almost shed tears after listening to her little brother's words, "Sister will always be your sister, and she will never leave you in this life."
After hearing this, Xiao Buhui flattened his mouth, shook his head and said, "What about brother Wuya? If you don't leave me for the rest of your life, he will go crazy." The boy smiled maliciously again.
"Whatever." Xiao Qiluo smacked her brother on the face.
"One more..." Xiaobuhui leaned his other face towards her again.
Emperor Zhuyao and Liusu looked at each other——
"Thank you for giving me such a wonderful pair of children, Susu."
"Thank you too for giving me such a wonderful son and daughter."
"Then you can celebrate by kissing each other." Xiao Buhui suggested evilly from the side.
"No regrets! Did I give birth to you?" Liusu blushed, why is his son so evil?
"good!"
Emperor Zhuyao reached out and took Liusu into his arms and kissed her lovingly.
"Hehe..." Xiao Buhui looked at Qiluo and smiled mischievously.
*
Emperor Zhuyao sat in front of his desk, and Xiaobuhui stood in front of him and listened to the holy teachings. He had never been so good as he is now.
In fact, he admired the man in front of him from the bottom of his heart. His father was like a god, people looked up to him, but he was out of reach.
Liusu and Qiluo cooked together to make soup for the father and son.
"No regrets. The so-called king is the lord of the world. Turning your hands makes clouds and turning your hands makes rain. Today, my father will teach you five words. You must keep them in your heart."
"Yes, Buhui will definitely remember what my father said." Zhu Buhui nodded solemnly.
"The first word is ambition. The way to be a king begins with determination. If ambition is not established, people will not achieve it. The so-called ambition, reaching up to the sky, down to the earth, with energy and soul all over the world, combining hardness and softness to help all living beings and bring peace to the world.
It is ambition. Without ambition, you will not be a king. If you are in the extreme position without ambition, it will be a disaster for the family and the country. There are countless examples like this."
"Well, so I don't regret being a man of ambition. Otherwise, the country, the country, and the people will suffer accordingly."
Zhubuhui nodded.
"Yes, the second word is the word 'Mou'. Mou means determination and then planning. What is a planner? The first part of plan is technique. The second part of plan is endurance. The third part of plan is learning. You know
What does this mean?"
Zhubuhui tilted his head, thought for a while, and said, "This queen mother once told me that the first thing to do is to have a method, and the second thing is to learn to be patient, endure loneliness, endure loneliness, endure misunderstanding, and endure prejudice.
"A ninja is a real man, and learning means that you must keep learning to become a powerful king, so that you can protect your people."
"That's right." Emperor Zhuyao smiled and nodded appreciatively, "The third word is the word 'shu'. For the country and the people, the great Tao. Skill is born from Tao, and it is called great skill. Great skill."
The first skill is to hide your strength and bide your time. After ten years of sharpening a sword, you can draw the sword and seal your throat with one sword. Using the sword on a daily basis will make enemies and cause trouble, and it will become a taboo for great causes, so you should not do it. The second step of the great skill is to judge the situation and judge the situation. Only then will the luck of the group come.
Don't join in the sleaze. A true hero should emerge from the mire without being tainted. The end of great skills is tolerance. A person who is a ninja is a dragon among men. A small intolerance will mess up a big plan. "
Liusu and Qiluo walked towards Emperor Yao Yao's camp carrying carefully cooked chicken soup. In the distance, they heard the voices of the two father and son.
Liusu listened and suddenly laughed.
"Mom, why are you laughing?"
"Mom, time flies so fast. Do you still remember? At that time, your father and we had not known each other. You were appointed by your father, who was still the prince at the time, because of your talent. What if, at that time, you were still so little?
Xiao, sat obediently in front of him and argued with him about the culture of the two dynasties. He was a little kid but a big kid, and he spoke eloquently. You didn’t know that your mother was outside listening to you refute your father, and she said shamelessly that this was all
My mother taught me this, and I was scared to death. I was afraid that if the prince was not happy, he would kill both of them... You see, now it's my turn to have no regrets..."
"Remember, mother, I still remember that time when a fierce horse came to the door of Wenhua Palace and almost trampled you. You were so frightened that you screamed. Fortunately, my father was a hero and saved the beauty."
Liusu and Qiluo stood at the door and secretly opened the tent. They saw Xiaobuhui standing in front of Emperor Zhuyao obediently, nodding from time to time, and occasionally interjecting a question or two.
Emperor Zhuyao's eyes were always full of approval.
It is very difficult for him to affirm someone, and it is even more difficult to affirm him so thoroughly.
It can be seen from this that Zhubuhui is indeed not an ordinary person.
"The fourth word is the word 'Jue', which means determination, even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go. Skill and softness will determine the hardness, and both hardness and softness will be the king's way. The fifth word, 'Xue', means the king."
, is the leader of the world. In the affairs of the world, only if the superiors can understand the sky and the subordinates can understand the earth, then they can be the master of the world. A frog at the bottom of a well will surely harm the country..."
"Ah, Mom really feels that she is so happy, my dear Qiluo." Liusu looked at the two important people in her life, one big and one small, and felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart. She bent down and kissed her daughter's cheek.
He kissed me and said, "All the waiting is worth it, isn't it?"
"Mom, let's continue to be happy together forever, okay?"
"Well, okay." If he could survive, then happiness would last forever. But... Liusu's eyes dimmed for a moment, but immediately returned to their original appearance.
Now is not the time to be sad. They don't have time to be sad. Sadness is a waste of time.
"By the way, you and Wuya secretly went to play in the past few days, right?" Liusu suddenly remembered and asked.
She looked like she wanted to pry into her daughter's private affairs. In ancient times, it was normal for women to have children at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Now that her daughter is eleven, she can start dating.
"Yeah."
"Hey! How is he?" Liusu bumped his daughter's arm.
"Just one boring gourd." Qiluo pursed her lips and said.
"Hey, Meng Hulu, you can rely on him. Look at him, he is only fourteen years old, and your father has asked him to direct the war between two countries. How awesome."
"It's not because of me!" Xiao Qiluo raised her head proudly and said.
"Yes, yes, he is the only one who has you, okay." Liusu tapped her daughter's nose.
"Of course." Xiao Qiluo blinked and suddenly said, "By the way, Mom, this time we went out to play and met a very strange person. He followed us for a long distance, and Wuya caught him.
When he got up, he knelt on the ground and called His Highness Prince Wuya. Mom, didn’t Wuya have no parents? How could someone call him His Highness the Prince? Also, later on, Wuya didn’t kill him and let him go.
When I was leaving, I secretly said something to Wuya, but I only heard Wuya say, 'I don't believe it!' I saw that his face was not very good along the way, so I didn't ask that person what he said."
"Your Highness?" Liusu was slightly startled after hearing this, "Wuya was brought back by your fourth uncle. Your fourth uncle never told him about his life experience, and no one cared about it. I'll ask your father
The emperor looks at it.”
"good."
Qiluo nodded. In fact, after returning from the outside, she felt a little uneasy. She had a feeling that one day when she woke up, her little brother might be gone.
"Mother, have you finished chatting with your sister? My father and I are hungry."
At this time, Xiao Bugui's voice came from inside.
"Okay..."
Liusu and Qiluo walked in carrying chicken soup.
"Wow, my mother cooked it with her own hands. Father, we want to drink a few more bowls!"
Smelling the fragrant smell, Xiao Buhui took the initiative to fill the soup and share it with his parents and sister.
The eyes of Liusu and Emperor Zhuyao met in mid-air, and the two of them smiled knowingly, full of emotions and a thousand words, all of which were unspoken.
The moon is in front of the flowers, and the moon is full on the west tower.
Qiluo and Buhui were still drinking chicken soup inside.
Emperor Zhuyao hugged Liusu, and the two of them sat huddled on the empty sand outside, looking up at the mysterious sky.
"Susu, I have decided..." He whispered in her ear.
"What has been decided?" Liusu turned around and asked with a smile.
"I won't go back to Yaojing."
After hearing this, Liusu was startled, "You...are not going back to Yaojing. What do you mean..."
"In the past, I lived for the country, the country, and the people. But from now on, I only want to live for you."
"Yao..."
There were tears in Liusu's eyes. He was giving up the throne for her. For a wise king like him, it was such an important decision to abandon the throne and put the country and the country behind him.
"Do you like it? Emperor Zhuyao lives only for Su Su."
"I like them all, whether they are Emperor Zhu Yao as the crown prince, Emperor Zhu Yao as the Prince of Lanling, Emperor Zhu Yao as the emperor, or Emperor Zhu Yao who is not the emperor, I like them all."
"Susu...ahem..."
Emperor Zhuyao hugged her tighter. He was so reluctant to leave her, but God didn't seem to allow it.
Qi and blood surged up, and blood flowed out from the corners of his lips. These days, his face was obviously much paler than before, and he began to cough again.
Liusu took out a handkerchief and wiped away the blood for him, "Yao, let me sing a song for you."
"Okay, I like to hear you sing the most..."
"A voice repeated the call, sealing an eternal oath
Those scenes that have been dusty for many years are revealed before our eyes
Who is plucking the strings again? The melody has not changed.
Someone's figure appears vaguely and then disappears again
The past days are still in my mind, wandering in the rivers and lakes, my ambition is even better than that of my son.
Singing alone late at night and meditating can make you feel confused
I’ll pick up red makeup for you again, pack my bags, and cover up my brilliance
This heart is in love, the world is absurd, the past is past."
…
The moonlight blended their figures together.
From this, eternity is destined.
…
*
Hitomi Zhuye was dressed in an ice-blue robe. He stood in front of the sparkling water and stared at the two dragonflies in the distance without blinking. His figure became more upright and elegant in the sunset.
There was a sound of footsteps behind me.
He turned back——
"Brother Royal?"
"Thirteen……"
Emperor Zhuyao held three wine bottles in his hands, walked over and stood side by side with him.
"Is Liusu feeling better?"
"It's almost better." Emperor Zhuyao said.
"That's good."
"We brothers haven't had a good drink for a long time." Emperor Zhuyao handed a wine bottle in his hand to Zhuye Tong, and poured the wine in the other wine bottle on the ground, "Fourth, you are here too.
.”
"Yeah..." The two of them bumped into each other and started drinking. "Last time, there was fourth brother." Thinking of the person who was sleeping under the peach blossom tree, the feeling that things are different and everything is different came to Zhuye Hitomi's heart.
In his heart, he raised his head and took a sip. "Brother, when the three of us drank and sang at the Linglong Pagoda last time, we clearly promised Liusu that no matter what, we would always love each other and be together forever. Why are the four of us now?
Brother is gone, and you... again..."
Many years ago, the scene where the three of them were drinking on the Linglong Pagoda, with Liusu singing "Jiangshan Beauty", came to their minds again.
Things have changed and people have passed away.
"Thirteen, you are the only one who can never break his oath to Tassel."
Emperor Zhuyao also raised his head and took a sip of wine, feeling bitter in his heart.
He promised Liusu to grow old together, but...
"Brother, why do I think we have experienced so many separations in just the blink of an eye?"
Hitomi Zhuye couldn't understand that someone who clearly cared about the other person would end up in such a miserable state in the end.
"The eldest brother failed to fulfill his responsibility as an elder brother. The death of the fourth child is his fault."
Emperor Zhuyao said, his eyes filled with broken sadness.
"No, I understand. This has nothing to do with you. It's the fourth brother's character that determines his ending. He followed one path and ended up in the dark."
Zhuye Tong raised his head, drank all the wine in the flask, then slammed it on the ground, pointed his finger at the sky, and shouted, "You! Zhu Minglie!! Why? Why do you want to die? You promised
Liusu also promised me that he would never leave us, but you are so heartless and have no nostalgia at all! I hate you, I hate you!"
Zhuye Hitomi sat slumped on the ground and murmured, "Fourth brother, how are you? Little Thirteen misses you every day. You must be happy where you are!"
Emperor Zhuyao also sat down, sitting next to Zhuye Tong, "Emperor Father once told me that among brothers, only Thirteen values friendship the most. Emperor Father was once worried that you would suffer because of this. I told Emperor Father at that time
, No, Thirteen is our sun in Yaojing, Thirteen, now, you are my eldest brother’s sun, you shine on me, and also on Liusu..."
"Brother... I don't want you to die too, I don't want..."
Zhuye Tong looked at Emperor Zhuyao, and his tears fell down in the moonlight.
Emperor Zhuyao looked at him and smiled faintly, "Thirteen, let me tell you a story. It was told by Zhuangzi in "The Great Master". There are three people, Zi Sanghu, Meng Zifan, and Ziqin Zhang.
They are all outsiders. They have the same mind, forget about life and death, get together and become good friends.
What happened next? Zi Sanghu died first. Confucius heard about it and sent his student Zigong to help with the funeral. When Zigong went, he saw Ziqin Zhang and Mencius. One was composing an elegy, and the other
They were playing the harp and singing to the corpse of Zi Sang Hu. They sang: Zi Sang Hu, Zi Sang Hu, you have returned to your true self now, and we are still leaving traces in the world.
Zigong was very puzzled and said: You three are such good brothers. One of you left first, but you sang to the corpse. Is this polite?
Ziqin, Zhang and Mengzi laughed instead and said, "How does he know the true meaning of etiquette?"
After Zigong returned, he asked his teacher Confucius: What kind of people are they? What are their thoughts?
Kong Yu said at that time: They are all people who are wandering around the world, and I am a stickler for the world. Why should I send you to help with the funeral? This is my loneliness. These people have already
There is no boundary between life and death. What they have completed is the joint journey of mind and heaven and earth. It is not important to them whether they have this body shape or not. Therefore, when one friend leaves, two friends are like sending one person away.
Send each other off calmly and calmly when traveling far away.
This story tells a truth, that is, in this life, everyone can live in different forms.
Thirteen, in fact, the fourth child is not dead, he is alive, but he does not live in the same place as us. He has his own way of living in his place.
And in the near future, I will be like this too. I will live in another place and I will always miss you.
So Thirteen, don’t be too sad.
You remember, death has no way to end our true love, it can only turn it into eternity and coexist with heaven."
"Brother..." Zhuye Tong looked at Emperor Zhuyao's increasingly thin face, and the blood that always appeared at the corner of his mouth from time to time.
"Go and see Liusu. I hope that after I die, she will still be surrounded by friendship and family affection, and she won't be so sad. I'm going to find my silly sister Lengmei..."