Handbook for Avoiding the Court

In the 21st year of Shaokang, the Lakers fought among themselves. The leader Aldo was killed by his subordinates, and his son fled in the chaos. King Ming and King Zhennan joined forces to fight for a month and wiped out the Lakers. When the good news came, the people rejoiced, singing and dancing Congratulations, I no longer suffer from that corvee, and I can finally live in peace.

The entire imperial city was filled with joy. The cancer that plagued two generations of dynasties was finally removed. The mysterious Emperor Shaokang who had been hiding in the deep palace for many years finally stepped out of the palace gate.

King Ming and King Zhennan also went back to the court together to accept the reward.

It seemed peaceful, but under the joyous atmosphere, there were turbulent waves and undercurrents. The party members of various factions finally couldn't bear it and began to move around.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, the Lunar New Year, when the whole country gathers together, the common people welcome the two outstanding princes.

The team was divided into two rows and marched slowly, one by one with rusty golden silk king flags fluttering in the cold wind, with a magnificent momentum.King Ming was dressed in silver-white armor, majestic and majestic, and King Ming was running alongside King Zhennan. For some reason, this prince was not as brave and fierce as the rumors said, but he was a white and clean person, even though he was wearing scales. He couldn't hide his sickness either.

After entering the palace for a face-to-face meeting, King Ming returned to the capital where he had not lived for a long time. The place was already in a state of decay, the courtyard was deep, weeds grew wildly, the window lattices were broken and tattered, and the gray walls were covered with moss.

The entire palace was originally watched by an old butler, but the old butler also went there half a year ago, and the palace no longer had the slightest bit of popularity, and the wind was blowing. King Ming didn't return to the mansion for a long time, so he didn't care about it. The dilapidated palace was originally more decayed.

Thinking of his life as a soldier, he was born and died for the Dazhao Kingdom, and when he was old, he didn't even have a place to live, and he felt quite emotional.

It was rare for Emperor Shaokang to be generous, he rewarded several boxes of jewels, and gave some brocade silks and rare toys, but he did not arrange his own residence.

King Ming ordered people to carry these things to the mansion, but there was nowhere to put them. It was obvious that the mansion would not be able to live anymore. Just as he was thinking about it, Qian Chun hurried in outside the door and whispered something in King Ming's ear. King Ming then led the crowd Rushed to the residence of Prince Zhennan.

For the same prince, the Zhennan Prince's Mansion is much more magnificent, comparable to the imperial city, but in comparison, it is embarrassing.

When King Ming arrived, King Zhennan had already been waiting in front of the mansion for a long time.

It's not very polite for the two to meet, after all, they are military generals, and there is a lot of red tape between civil servants.

The two sat facing each other in the main hall, and two rows of servant girls came in one after another, forming two rows. After the salute, the low tables in the rows were filled with melons, fruits and snacks, and delicious wine and delicacies were served one after another.

With a wave of Zhennan Wang's hand, everyone retreated one after another, and there were only two people left in the huge main hall.

King Ming picked up the jade cup, gently rubbing the wall of the cup with a pair of callused hands, thought for a while, and said: "The mansion of King Ming has not been lived in for a long time, it is really dilapidated, and I am bothering you." After speaking, he raised his hand and drank the wine from the jade cup. do.

Zhennan Wang concentrated on tasting tea, and smiled lightly when he heard the words, even without raising his head, he said indifferently: "You just tell me this?"

King Ming was a little surprised, and his heart turned. Could it be that the King of Zhennan deliberately humiliated himself?

Thinking about it carefully, he really didn't need to be polite to himself. After all, he was responsible for Zhennan King first. Even though the two princes were not alive, he was at fault after all, so he could bear it.

"What happened in the past is my king...I'm sorry, I punish myself with three glasses of wine." After saying that, the Ming Dynasty ordered Zhennan King to drink three glasses of wine one after another.

Considering that they were meeting in private, and both of them were military generals, they omitted the honorific title, which seemed more casual.

This wine is top-quality tribute wine, full of fragrance, but unfortunately, for some reason, this King of Zhennan does not drink any alcohol, just sipping tea in silence, like a full-fledged literati, so elegant, it makes King Ming a little displeased Feeling at ease, the person in front of him really doesn't match that natural divine power.

Zhennan Wang was silent for a while, raised his eyes slightly, and said with a complex expression: "You know I don't care about it."

King Ming heard that the hand holding the jade cup froze in the air.

How can you not care?That was his only child, who died at the hands of his own son, and didn't care about it?

Zhennan Wang smiled wryly, shook his head and said, "You and I have been tricked by a rift, so there is no need to feel guilty. If it is right or wrong, I am sorry for you."

Every word Zhennan Wang said made King Ming no surprise. From the moment he was willing to take the initiative to join hands with him to destroy the Lakers, this question has been circling in his mind.

"I would like to hear the details." Ming Wang put down the jade cup and sat upright with a serious expression on his face.

"You only worry about the war all day long, and you don't care about everything else. Even your own son has no time to take care of the inside story. I don't blame you for my son's death." King Zhennan said slowly, with a strong tone It has a somewhat familiar taste.

Although both of them are princes and have the same status, King Ming has been older than King Zhennan for [-] years, but King Zhennan did not call Ming Wang his honorable title, which seems a bit unusual.

Although it shows that the king doesn't care about these etiquettes, King Zhennan's move made King Ming very puzzled. Even a military commander, even a rough person who is illiterate, should understand these things, but...

"That being said, but..." Ming Wang pondered for a moment, and then said: "I don't know why you said you were sorry for me earlier?"

King Ming searched his guts but couldn't figure out how King Zhennan could feel sorry for him. The two of them seldom interacted with each other.

This King of Zhennan really is so magnanimous and tolerant, but King Ming seems to be particularly not open-minded.

"More than 20 years ago, I was still a yellow-haired child. One day, I went to the nursing home of Ming Palace to take the exam, but because of the delay, I begged the steward of the palace to let me in and give me a chance, but in the end not only He failed to enter the mansion half a step, and was beaten out with random sticks." Zhennan Wang still looked calm, but his eyes were lowered, not knowing where to look.

"You are Shi Lingbai?" King Ming was shocked.

King Zhennan nodded slightly.

"I heard this matter from the housekeeper later. He said that you are so powerful that he removed all the stone lions at the door. He wanted to keep you, but he was afraid of breaking the rules. After all, you can't take part in the exam if you miss the time. It's also my fault." I am used to running the army rigorously, and they are all afraid of me, and then I really couldn't bear to hide such a person, so I went to look for you, but I never heard from you again."

King Ming has been brooding over this matter for several years. The Dazhao Kingdom values ​​culture over martial arts, and it is hard to find generals. It is hard to find a genius, but he just missed it. How can it not be annoyed.

"I went to the Qiu Mansion, and I was greatly appreciated, and I was favored by Ms. Qiu..." King Zhennan didn't have the slightest joy when he talked about this place, but he looked helpless.

"That's why you changed your name to Shi Jiang, and then you went straight to the sky, but you really have the ability, and you deserve it. It's only natural. If the Jokhang Kingdom didn't have you, maybe it really..."

"My lord, be careful." King Ming's words were interrupted by Zhennan Wang Kankan: "However, if there is no me, the person on the dragon chair should be you."

King Ming was puzzled, he was stunned, suddenly realized, and said coldly: "Back then you sent troops to defeat the Xu family's army and captured my matriarchal family?!"

Zhennan Wang nodded and remained silent.

"You!!" King Ming vigorously knocked down the jade cup with his trembling arm, and the wine spilled on the ground, tick-tock.

"Do you know how many people have laughed at me and scolded me behind my back these years, but I have suffered! My mother and her family members are still in prison, what can I do! What can I do!" King Ming raised his head and sneered a few times. He said sadly, "So it's you..."

"Yes, it's me...but I..." Zhennan Wang's complexion was pale, his eyes were like dark dust.

"Why did you treat me like this? Is it possible that you just remember the resentment for rejecting you?" King Ming pointed to King Zhennan, "It's too narrow-minded to do so!"

"Of course not...not..." King Zhennan murmured painfully as if in his sleep.

"Farewell!" King Ming slapped the short table with his palm, the jade cup instantly shattered, and the short table broke into two pieces.

"Don't!" Zhennan Wang saw that Ming Wang raised his legs to leave, he stood up and chased after him.

King Ming shouted loudly: "Qian Chun!"

Qian Chun came in from the door, bowed and stood by.

"Go book an inn, let's go!"

"My lord, this..." Qian Chun didn't know why King Ming was so angry suddenly, so he didn't dare to say more, so Ling quickly stepped back to make arrangements.

King Ming tossed his sleeves and snorted coldly, just as he reached the gate of the courtyard, a pale and slender hand grabbed his sleeve robe.

"What? You want to surround me, like how you encircled and suppressed my mother's family back then?" King Ming glared sideways.

"Can you not go?"

A low and deep sentence, quite sad.

"My son took your son's life, you trapped my mother's family, you and I owe each other nothing!"

There was no sound in the courtyard, the servants all bowed their heads in silence, not daring to speak out.

King Zhennan waved his hand lightly, and everyone retreated from the courtyard.

"Let go, is it possible that the King of Zhennan still wants to imprison me?" King Ming flicked his sleeve angrily, but the skinny hand remained motionless, tightly clamping King Ming's sleeve.

"Mu'er is not my son, I..." Zhennan Wang seemed to have something hard to say.

King Ming turned around when he heard the words, and said with a sneer, "King Zhennan can really joke!"

"When I made great achievements in battle, the first emperor sent someone to hurt me in the melee...I..." King Zhennan's face was very ugly, and the hand holding King Ming's sleeve trembled and lost strength, "It's mine. Retribution."

King Zhennan sighed deeply.

"What does it have to do with me?" King Ming broke Zhennan King's hand and angrily left the courtyard.

"With it..." King Zhennan called softly.

King Ming, who had already walked out of the gate of the courtyard, seemed to be a little moved when he heard these two words, and said with a trembling voice: "Everything about you has nothing to do with me, you can do it yourself."

Still go away without looking back.

"How could it have nothing to do with you...it has nothing to do with you..." Zhennan Wang turned around with a lonely face and murmured.

How can it have nothing to do with you?

Back then, I was involved in that battle to save you...

Thirty years ago, King Ming returned to the imperial court with a great victory for the first time. He was majestic, vigorous, and unrestrained. He smiled and waved to the surrounding people. A young boy was pushed to the ground, with disheveled hair all over his body. Seeing that he was about to be overwhelmed by the rioting crowd, Ming Wang, who was on a tall horse, flew up to pick him up and galloped away with him. The rioting crowd burst into cheers Sound, I don’t know how many people envy that young boy right away...

Even though time flies by 30 years, that scene will always be engraved in that person's heart and melted into his bones and blood.

It's just good luck playing tricks on people, these Ming kings may have forgotten it long ago, and they will never know.

Because some things are always so difficult to say.

That being so...

"I will protect you forever, no one can shake you."

The author has something to say:

I wanted to describe this past event in detail.

After all, I think this part is very touching.

But I don't know if it will please me,

After all, neither sweet nor protagonist,

And time has passed,

Some emotions don't need to be expressed,

But engraved heavily in my heart.