[mouse cat] special way

not right...

I don't know what's going on, but there is an indescribable feeling lingering in my heart, why do I have this feeling?The wind blowing from the palace was clearly the same as usual, but... Zhao Zhen stopped at the door of the bedroom, closed his eyes, and quietly experienced this different feeling.

Although the young emperor can only do superficial fisting skills, this innate keen perception has repeatedly helped him escape danger. Moreover, the palace is heavily guarded. If some assassins are allowed to sneak into the emperor's bedroom, Mingwei Yingying and everything should be apologetic with death.

No, this breath is gentle and powerful, without any trace of murderous intent, even, a little bit, familiar...

Suddenly, Zhao Zhen opened his eyes in surprise, and the haze that had been lingering in his heart for many days was swept away.

"Everyone back down, don't come in without my order!"

Then, Chen Lin, who had served the young emperor for more than 20 years, was surprised to see the always prudent master almost ran into the bedroom, smiled wryly and shook her head, waved her hands to make the surrounding servants retreat, and gently closed the door.After walking a few steps forward, Chen Lin bowed, sat on the stone steps outside the hall, folded her sleeves with both hands, and stared at the already high sun in a daze: I haven't seen such a situation for a long time.The emperor looks like that, he is that person, hehe, I am so happy that I don’t even need "Zhen"...

Where? !Where? !

For the first time, Zhao Zhen felt that what Bai Yutang said was right: why did his dormitory build so big!An exquisite and comfortable place to sleep is enough, making it so big and piled up with so many miscellaneous things is really asking for trouble for myself!

After a few more steps, I pushed open the last door, and saw that tall and straight figure without any surprise.The man wore a golden crown, a dark blue brocade robe, and a light soft armor. He was still so tall and mighty, which made people feel at ease.Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man in blue turned around slowly and stood with his hands behind his back, his resolute face full of kindness.

"You're finally back!" Zhao Zhen ran up a few steps and threw himself into the man's arms, "Finally back! I miss you so much, Uncle!"

"You're so old, and you're still acting like a baby!" The man in blue reached out and stroked the hair of his nephew in his arms, "Zhen'er, what should you do if someone sees you like this, ah?"

"No matter, I'm the emperor, they dare to say anything!" Zhao Zhen hooked the man in blue's neck, rubbed against his chest, and said happily, "Besides, Chen Lin will help me pay attention."

Smiling helplessly, the man in blue vigorously pushed the boy who was lying in his arms away, pushed him down on the stool, and sat down at the table himself.Taking care of a cup of tea: "I also know that you are the emperor, 'I' and 'I' are endless. As the lord of a country, every word and deed is a model for his subjects, and dignity is the most important thing."

"Yes, uncle, 'Zhen' knows." Zhao Zhen complained angrily, "Every time you come back, you always scold...uh...Zhen, I haven't seen you for three years, and it's like this when you come back..."

"Okay, okay, no one will fall to the emperor in the future." The man in blue smiled lightly, put down his teacup, his eyes were a little sad, "After all, strictly speaking, I am no longer qualified to speak to the emperor, am I? I'm already a 'dead man' who was expelled from the clan..."

!!!

The person in front of him turned out to be the king of Xiangyang who had defected to the enemy and treasoned the country, and caused the catastrophe. He should have been killed by suicide——Zhao Jue!

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Zhen's face darkened, and his heart ached.As soon as he grasped the cold hand on the table, the young emperor firmly said: "No matter what, you are Zhao Zhen's uncle!" Looking at his uncle's gray temples, Zhao Zhen was speechless... Uncle made so many sacrifices for Da Song, but what can Da Song give back to him?Infamy, eternal infamy!The most unacceptable thing is that I have no way to shout "wronged" for him...

Patting Zhao Zhen's hand reassuringly, Zhao Jue smiled comfortingly: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about me, the King of Xiangyang is dead. However, as long as Zhen'er is in need, uncle will definitely help." Turning to look at the blue sky outside the window, " In fact, Zhao Jue is the real Zhao Jue without the position of 'Xiangyang King'."

"Uncle..." Looking at Zhao Jue like this, Zhao Zhen felt a little uneasy.

This kind of Zhao Jue was something Zhao Zhen had never seen before.In my impression, my uncle is talented, he has both civil and military skills, and is full of talent; my uncle is powerful, and can solve any crisis one by one; my uncle is strict, he strictly demands himself, and asks himself to be a competent king... The important thing is that my uncle always puts the country first, followed by himself, the nephew who is the emperor, secondly, the people he guards, and secondly, his subordinates who have been through life and death with him... I have never seen him have any yearning, or we can say, His yearning is too obvious and too simple, that is, the people and things he values ​​are safe and sound...

But, but!Now the person sitting in front of him, he actually showed his yearning so unabashedly, yes, this is the yearning for freedom!Or is it tied to him?Knowing that the court owes a lot to his uncle, he should be let go after the dust settles.However, reluctance, still reluctance, reluctance to give up the tenderness that should only be available to himself... Zhao Zhen felt that if he didn't do or say anything, the person in front of him would leave him forever and never come back again ...

"I'm here to bid farewell to the emperor this time..." Sure enough!

"Uncle..." hesitantly said, "Can you stay with me? I am still too young and need my uncle's teaching and help..."

"Your Majesty," Zhao Jue said gently, "Great talents come out from generation to generation, and a new generation replaces the old ones. Zhao Jue's responsibility has come to an end, and the emperor's world will be his. It is ten times stronger than Zhao Jue. In addition, Wen has Wang Xiang and Bao Zheng to assist him, Wu has the Yang family and Hu Yan to protect him, and Pang Ji is watching for you in the dark. It will definitely make the Song Dynasty peaceful and peaceful, Zhao Jue So confident about it!"

"Uncle..." Zhao Zhen's eyes were slightly red.

"Zhen'er," Zhao Jue sighed slightly knowing what his nephew was sad about, "I will come back to see you. And...you still have the Eight Sage Kings...don't you..."

Zhao Zhen turned his head abruptly: "It's just the emperor's uncle!"

Zhao Jue patted Zhao Zhen on the shoulder: "Don't be like this, he is your biological father after all. The relationship between father and son is unbroken... these years...he has always cared about you..." Looking at this awkward young emperor, the emperor was angry Without speaking, Zhao Jue turned his mouth slightly, patted him on the shoulder again, and stood up.For some things, I have tried my best, and the rest is left to that thing called God's will...

"uncle."

Zhao Jue who walked to the door turned around.

"Are you going to find him..."

"?"

"Uncle is going to look for your own son..." The sitting young man supported the table with both hands, as if he was overwhelmed, "That's why you have to leave the court and me, right?"

"..."

"..."

"Zhen'er..."

"Uncle doesn't need to say anything, I know it all." Zhao Zhen smiled, but crystal liquid dripped on his robe, "I know that my uncle loves me like a son, and my uncle didn't try his best to find my brother for so many years because of me. It was me who robbed the happiness that belonged to my younger brother. I owe my uncle, and I will never pay back what I owe my younger brother. Presumably, my uncle doesn’t want me to use the royal power to find my younger brother, so Zhao Zhen can only wish my uncle and younger brother a speedy reunion.”

Sure enough, today is not what it used to be, and nothing can be hidden from him!

Zhao Jue walked over and hugged the thin young emperor.

"Zhen'er, take care."

"Well," the young emperor straightened his robe, faintly revealing the majesty of the royal family, "please, uncle, I'm going to rest. Chen Lin—"

After a while, Chen Lin pushed the door in and sent away the prince who might never appear again.Looking back quietly, his master, the fourth emperor of the Song Dynasty, looked coldly at the back of the prince leaving, and wept silently...

Walking out of the dormitory, Zhao Jue let out a long sigh of relief, this time it's really over...

"You're leaving..." A familiar voice came from the corner behind.

You don't need to look back to know who it is. Over the years, he has always followed Zhao Zhen secretly like this.

"Ah."

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Let's take it step by step, maybe...go and see my apprentices first."

"But King Xiangyang is dead..."

"Yes," Zhao Jue turned around, looking at the frail man with gray hair behind him, "I know. King Xiangyang is dead, but Zhao Jue is not dead, and their master is not dead yet. Starling."

"It's so rare that you still call me 'Brother', Twelfth Brother. Are you sure you're not calling the bird raised in your house?" Eighth Sage King pouted, "It's been many years since we met, you don't mind walking with me let's go."

Zhao Jue laughed: "Brother is still so humorous." He suddenly approached Baxian King, "Walking with me, a 'dead man', you don't shy from mynah..."

"Zhao Defang has never been afraid of this," said Zhao Jue, who took two steps ahead and turned around without making any movement. "Don't worry, I won't meet anyone. I still have this ability."

Zhao Jue shook his head: "My lord has a lot of things to do every day, so it's better not to bother me. Besides, the dog has already disappeared, Zhao Jue is thinking about his son very much, and I'm afraid he will leave immediately."

The Eighth Sage King didn't force himself after hearing this, stared at Zhao Jue for a while, and said slowly: "Is there really any news?"

"That's it."

"But it's been so many years..."

"Everything is over, Zhao Jue's responsibilities are over, and now I can wholeheartedly look for him." With a slight smile, "Speaking of which, we two brothers are really alike, one doesn't know where the son is, and the other has a son who can't recognize him... ..."

The Eight Sage Kings remained silent.

Looking at the face of the Eight Sage Kings who suddenly dimmed, Zhao Jue let out a long sigh.

"Brother," he called softly, "I probably won't come back again, so you don't have to worry... Zhen'er, he is a good boy, he will understand you... it just takes time..." The words were exhausted , people will leave.Zhao Jue looked around the place where he was born, he might not come back again, he buried too much sadness here, his childhood brothers and sisters had long since vanished in that accident, the remaining slight heat was just a kind of beautiful phantom.

It's better to go back, it's better to go back...

"Ah Jue, do you hate me?" The cold voice stopped her footsteps.

"Love, resentment, and hatred are nothing but passing clouds, so what if you hate you, so what if you don't hate, can you change the established facts?" Zhao Jue didn't look back, "Now... I just want to find Bao'er, and when he leaves me... Not even a proper name..."

The footsteps resumed.

"Let's go to Jinhua..." Eight Sage King's voice was a little erratic, "That's where I last heard from them."

"..."

"..."

"...Thank you..."

"..."

"..."

"These years...you have been wronged..."

There was no echo, the sound of footsteps gradually receded, and an imperceptible sigh floated from the corner of the eight virtuous king's mouth.

The most ruthless emperor's family... Ah Jue, you and I... are both... hard-working people...