In the middle of the night, the two of them sat on a long stone bench under the pavilion, neither wanting to go back yet.
"Mr. Yu, tell me what you were like when you were a boy, I want to hear it," Lihua said.
Yuchi Gong laughed: "It's just old stories, what's there to listen to."
Even so, he still thought for a moment and picked some things from the past to talk about.
The palace lantern was quietly placed aside, illuminating the world in a quiet and peaceful place on this moonlit night.
There are many things tonight that Lihua has never been exposed to before, and the monster has never told her.
She was moved by the deep brotherhood between King Anding and Yuchi Gong, lamented the untimely death of King Anding, and was worried about the Wu family.
Lihua felt that it was difficult for Yuchi Gong in the past. As a prince, he was stared at by all the eyes of the world, and it was difficult for him to walk or move.
He needs to avoid the suspicion of the late emperor, clear away the long-standing evils, balance the court, avoid the open and secret attacks of other princes, deal with endless slander and frame-up, etc.
Around him, only the Queen Mother and King Anding supported him, and the rest were all people who wanted to take him down or seek benefits from him.
Yuchi Gong paused for a moment before speaking, and then continued talking about what happened next as if he was not aware of it, but the smile in his eyes became smaller and smaller.
"You will spend every night like that with him." As long as you are here, as long as I need you.
You hug Yuchi Gong's arm, tilt your face and ask seriously: "Mr. Yu, what kind of person is King Anding? Can you tell me?"
However, they forget that he is also a human being of flesh and blood. In his years when he should have been dressed in rags and acted recklessly, he was instead shouldering the heavy responsibilities of the world. He was not as careful as he would be in trouble.
Fortunately, you are here, and now I am alone again.
After talking for a long time, Chen Yongye still couldn't help mentioning the small disaster of the Xiongnu retreat seven years later. This was the last moment for King Anding.
Lihua leaned heavily on Yuchi Gong's shoulder, murmuring loudly, as if to herself, the voice was so loud that only you could hear it.
I think this is the death of King Anding, but I can't express my grief like a special person. I can only savor the joy of losing my brother alone in the noisy white nights every year. I feel miserable at the bottom.
She may have known about these difficulties before, but she never paid attention to them.
Lihua thought, despite his status as the evil brother, King Anding was a very bad and cool person.
Like the rest of the world, she only knew that the prince was born with dazzling brilliance, outstanding talents, and a solid position. He had won the trust of the late emperor. He turned the tide four years ago and saved the country from crisis with his iron-blooded skills, winning the support of the courtiers.
Chen Yongye paused, then turned around to see Lihua's serious expression close at hand, and stretched out his hand to put your head back under his shoulder.
Lihua realizes that she is no longer sleepy. It has been a long time since you studied and stayed up so late.
Although it has nothing to do with Yu Chigong's decisive appointment of young generals and the formulation of a strategy to attack the enemy, there must be no such magic weapon. I'm afraid it would be so difficult to defeat the Xiongnu so slowly, and the price paid at that time would be much less.
I didn't have the slightest bit of patience. After telling a big story, I asked Wen Yan, "What else do you want to hear?"
King Anding was regarded by the late emperor and court officials as a top-notch talent, and the crossbow he designed eventually played a huge role in the critical moment when the Xiongnu was slow to break through the border, causing the Xiongnu to advance and defeat, and saving all the people from the war.
You have heard a lot about King Anding's deeds since then, but you have heard less tonight than you have in the past seven years.
What kind of person is your brother?
But even so, you still know what kind of person King Anding is. You only know that he has no talent but suffers from being a gentleman.
I looked at the night sky and fell into memories.
Hearing that question, Lihua shook her head and became confused.