Brother Ahu's Little Spoon

?In the middle of the night, the palace in the dark seemed very deserted, and in that silent night... the whispering of insects seemed extraordinarily bleak.

Master Zhang Chengji hadn't closed his eyes for several nights, but leaned against the edge of the dragon bed, looking at the sleeping emperor.

"It's late at night, Mr. Zhang, can you rest?" The eunuch boldly reminded, Zhang Chengji just waved his hand, seeing the emperor's face gradually returning to normal, he couldn't help touching the emperor's face... Zhang Chengji was helpless Sighed, because the emperor's pulse was very weak, he was always worried.

Zhang Chengji waved his hand and said with a slight smile: "If father-in-law is tired, go and rest. I will take care of you here."

"The slave dare not..." The father-in-law couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead, the grown-up refused to rest, how dare he, a slave, rest!He could only step back and yawn against the pillar.

The huge imperial city fell asleep.The dark night is even more gloomy than the clear ink in the inkstone, with a light swipe, it seems that even the faint starlight will be wiped away.

After all, Zhang Chengji was getting older, and unconsciously felt a little drowsy... He looked at the sleeping emperor, and blinked reluctantly... He sighed helplessly... When people are old, they are different.

"Yixuan..."

His voice was soft, revealing the vicissitudes of his sixtieth year.I don't know how many years had passed before he had the chance to say this "Yixuan". If he could...he hoped that he would never say this name again in his life.

With the cool breeze coming at night, Zhang Chengji lay on the dragon bed, in a daze... It seemed that someone was patting him on the shoulder.The warmth from the palm of his hand came from his shoulders, making Zhang Chengji reluctant to wake up.

"Chengji... Chengji..." Someone seemed to be calling his name in his sleep.Zhang Chengji opened his eyes slightly... and saw the young Yixuan standing in front of him, wearing a blue black robe, with a dignified appearance.He was a little stunned, but Yixuan had already held his hand, and said with a smile: "I said why you disappeared, so you came here to sleep, you little lazy cat... you are not interested in Kunqu opera. Interested in watching your brother Xuan dance sword."

Zhang Chengji looked at Yixuan holding his hand, his palm was slightly warm.Yixuan walked in front of him, against the light... The handsome facial features were a little unreal, Zhang Chengji instinctively grabbed Yixuan's arm... At this moment, he didn't know what to say.

The actors on the stage sang babbling Kunqu opera, but Zhang Chengji couldn't understand. He saw that the actors were weak and wearing make-up, and they were singing operas that he would never understand.

"It turns out! Zi Yanhong is blooming all over, like this, it's all ruined by ruins, beautiful days and beautiful days, who's house will be a pleasure..." Yixuan, who was walking in front, suddenly sang: "Did Brother Xuan sing?" better than them."

"Yixuan is the prince, how can he sing this!" Zhang Chengji blushed.

Yixuan was not annoyed, but smiled and patted Zhang Chengji's head: "If Chengji doesn't like it, I won't sing."

"As long as you continue to like it... Brother Xuan will sing for you for the rest of your life..."

The Kunqu opera in the dream was intermittent... Autumn leaves fell on the ground, and Yixuan walked in front, letting the autumn wind mess up his black hair and his clothes... Zhang Chengji stopped where he was, searching hard... He stretched out his hand, but unexpectedly Unable to touch the corner of Yixuan's clothes, that tall and imposing boy... seems to be getting farther and farther away from him, but when he looks back, it seems that he has never left...

"Master Zhang, Master Zhang!"

Zhang Chengji was in his sleep, but he woke up with such a push, only then did he realize that it was just a dream.The old eunuch's eyes were red, and he said: "The emperor... the emperor is awake!"

"Yixuan!" In desperation, Zhang Chengji actually called out the emperor's name.

The emperor, who had been lying on the bed all this time, opened his eyes slightly at this moment...there were thick black eyes under his eyelids, and when he saw Zhang Chengji, he couldn't help but smile faintly: "Chengji..."

"Chengji...I had a very long dream...in the dream...we were still...still young..." The emperor's eyes were cloudy without any light, but his pupils were full...all of Zhang Chengji.

The old eunuch retreated knowingly, Zhang Chengji smiled helplessly and said: "Fortunately, the emperor cares about it...how can he inherit it."

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Chengji at this time is just an old man in common clothes.But in the eyes of the emperor, Zhang Chengji is still as young as ever, holding a paper fan in his hand, full of knowledge... It is a beautiful scenery in the world.

Even if your hair is gray, even if you are wearing common clothes, in my eyes, you are still young and unparalleled.

"Chengji...I...I'm afraid I can't do it...cough cough..." The emperor suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood, Zhang Chengji wanted to get up and call the imperial doctor, but the emperor held his hand tightly, as if Let go, and you will never touch it again in this life. : "Don't go...let me take a good look at you..."

The two held hands and looked at each other speechlessly.

Zhang Chengji's eyes were slightly red, but he tried his best not to let himself cry, he was already quite old... If he shed tears again, he might even look down on himself.

At this moment, the emperor had no strength left, and he was already weak in holding Zhang Chengji's hand. If Zhang Chengji hadn't held his hand firmly... I am afraid that the hands of the two would never be able to hold each other tightly.

The emperor raised his lips and smiled, his lips opened and closed slightly, his voice was weak, Zhang Chengji held back the pain in his heart, and leaned slightly... Only then could he hear what the emperor said clearly.

"It turns out...it turns out...! Ziyanhong...opens all over..., like this...all...all...give...to the ruins." The emperor hummed softly, and the intermittent humming has gone Zhang Chengji's eyes were red, and the tears that he had held back for a long time finally fell slowly, wet the palms of the two of them.

It seems that Yixuan once said this when he was young... If Chengji likes it, it doesn't matter that Brother Xuan will sing for you for the rest of his life...

Why not? !Why not! ! !

Zhang Chengji was in tears, the emperor wanted to reach out his hand to help him wipe away the tears, imagine pampering this book boy who was older than him as he was when he was young.Even as time goes by, he still remembers how Inheritance was so sleepy and delicious when he was young. He was obviously very confused, but he knew how to memorize books. He thought that this little fool would remain confused forever, and would always cling to him... ...In the end...Accidentally, this little fool grew up...to be so handsome and so beautiful...to drive me out of my mind, and to fight for the world for him!

No matter how big the world is, without you...it's like ruins.

"Who's the best day to enjoy the beautiful scenery..." Zhang Chengji held the emperor's hand and hummed softly.

The emperor showed a satisfied smile, and a faint light flashed in his eyes... For a moment, the emperor saw the succession of his youth... He stood in the garden and watched himself dance the sword... There was a luster of admiration and yearning in his eyes, and he folded his eyes. He picked up a small flower and handed it to himself with a pleasant smile.

"Brother Xuan...here you..."

The emperor closed his eyes, and hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

That night, Mr. Zhang Chengji, who had always been as stable as Mount Tai... actually wailed like a child.

"Your Majesty! You are dead!"

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building.The general trend of the world, changes... but in the blink of an eye.The emperor passed away, and Mr. Zhang Chengji also returned an hour later...following the emperor on a crane.

Once the news of the emperor's death was announced to the world, the whole dynasty fell into a haze... As the prince, Feng Xuan took on the heavy responsibility and began to prepare for the emperor's death. The emperor passed away, and all the past disappeared.

What is puzzling is...why did Master Zhang Chengji go with the emperor.Xiao Fengzhi said that it was a sudden heart attack... As far as he knew, Mr. Zhang was not in good health. He was afraid that if the emperor died, Mr. Zhang couldn't bear it, so he also followed the emperor.

Xiao Fengzhi took care of the crown prince's worries, took the initiative to undertake all matters related to the emperor's entry into the imperial mausoleum, and planned to bury the emperor in a grand manner!

"By the way... who else is in Mr. Zhang's family?" Xiao Fengzhi asked the little servant of the Zhang family while sorting out the papers.

The little servant's eyes were red, as if he had just cried, he could only sniff his nose, and said tremblingly: "My lord...there are only servants left in your mansion..."

"Where are your relatives?" Xiao Fengzhi asked softly, holding a pen in his hand.

"My lord... Your lord has never married a wife in your life..." The little servant trembled.

Xiao Fengzhi froze slightly, and after a long time, he said softly: "I see, you go back first."

The little servant wiped away his tears and left the prime minister's mansion.

Xiao Fengzhi was speechless, looking at the cool breeze outside the window, holding the Langhao pen in his hand, he didn't know what he was sketching... from time to time he raised his lips and smiled, and after a long time, he stopped writing in satisfaction.

"It turns out! Ziyanhong is blooming all over the place, like this, it's all ruined by ruins. If there's a good day and a beautiful day, who's house will be a pleasure..." Xiao Fengzhi began to sing unconsciously. He remembered going to Sihanxuan to read books, Mr. Zhang would hold a book in his hand, sit under the clear bamboo, and hum from time to time. After a long time... he remembered it.

While Xiao Fengzhi was tasting tea, Young Master Si had already stepped into the study, seeing the smile on Xiao Fengzhi's lips, he couldn't help frowning and said: "What disgusting things are you thinking about, you are so happy."

"I'm thinking about the young master." When Xiao Fengzhi talked about love, his face didn't turn red and he couldn't breathe.Ever since the young master was taken away, Xiao Fengzhi's heart has not been in suspense for a day... When the young master came back, Xiao Fengzhi really understood what Zhang Chengji said that day... No matter how good a face is, it will be skinny, this life... ... It is enough to miss one person in my heart. ?