Chapter 397: Bad people, good emperors
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Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort
- Leng Qing Shan
- 1794 characters
- 2021-02-26 10:56:03
"I don't want you to hate me even more in the future."
Hearing this sentence, Liu San'er frowned slightly, and hurriedly said, "How could I--"
"Shh-"
Before he finished speaking, I stretched out my hand and pressed it lightly to his lips. He froze, but I didn't say anything, just a faint smile, some tiredness, and some collapse after struggling. , But never let go of his hand, just so slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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From that day on, although Liu San'er still concealed her from Aunt Liu, they didn't need to conceal me any more, so they often went home.
People change slowly and slowly, and fast and fast. Sometimes, some people may stand still, and their stubbornness and firmness for decades will never change the slightest change; sometimes, one thing, one night, can completely change a person's life.
Liu San'er is different.
His changes are little by little, like streams flowing into rivers, no traces can be seen, but when you find out, he is different from the past.
Maybe it ’s because he has to do too much work in Pinxiangyuan every day, not only to do it, but also to move his brain more. He is much thinner than before. There was a hint of goodness; his eyes sunk because of exhaustion, but he couldn't stop his eyes, deepening day by day.
That is more thorough light than clarification.
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Unconsciously, winter is here.
The winter in the south is not like the north. The cold wind screams and the sky is frozen. The humid air is humid with coldness, but it does not infiltrate people, just like my poor days, although poor, they are always delicious.
This afternoon, I sat in the yard and cut the dried dried fish into strips, and Liu San'er was sitting at the table beside me, lying on it and helping others write letters.
I had cut most of the basket of dried fish, and when I looked up, he found that he hadn't dropped the pen, but looked at the tip of the pen that was blown dry by the wind.
I looked at him several times and finally couldn't help asking: "Saner, whose letter is it?"
He suddenly woke up, looked up at me and said, "Oh, Aunt Zhao's letter."
"For her son again?"
"Well," he nodded. "The battle in Bianguan seems to be tense. Aunt Zhao hasn't received their letter for a long time and has been worried."
I frowned slightly.
These days, I have never left this small yard, nor can I hear the killing sounds on the battlefield, but the wind blowing from the north will still bring a trace of blood to the south and blow into my life.
The war at the border is indeed not optimistic. Especially in the early winter, if it is not possible to win at this time, the war on the grassland will be postponed, and the war can only be postponed, which was predicted by Huang Tianba before, and the Tianchao and Shengjing will form a long-term Opposition, that would not be a real benefit to Shengjing.
Therefore, at this time, they must do their best to break through the northern defense line.
War should be the worst time.
And that man, he should be hard now ...
Just when I was slightly out of my mind, Liu San'er suddenly looked up and said to me: "Lightness, what kind of person do you think the emperor is today?"
"..."
I didn't respond for a while, looked at him stupidly, and after a long time, he slowly said, "What do you ask me?"
Liu Saner simply put down the pen in his hand, turned around and looked at me, and said, "Lightness, what kind of person do you think the emperor is today? Is it a good person or a bad person?"
"..."
He looked at me seriously, as if waiting for my answer, but I was speechless.
For a while, the entire small yard was quiet.
Actually, now, I have rarely thought about the past, and rarely think about the people in the past. Even if I think of it inadvertently, I will no longer feel pain or sadness, because everything is too far away from the ship After that moment, everything seemed to be a lifetime.
Pei Yuanzhang is just a distant person in the memory.
However, Liu Saner, my current husband, asked him like this in front of me, as if a picture of a previous life, unexpectedly broke into the dream of this life, and it was so magical.
I didn't know how long it was silent before I turned back, slowly lowering my head and continuing to cut the dried salted fish in my hand, while cutting, "Why asked me this suddenly?"
Liu San'er said, "These days, the students in the market are talking about the emperor. Although I have been listening, my heart is always weird."
"Oh why?"
"I think what they say, although it makes sense, is not all right."
With a click, the last piece of salted fish was cut into two pieces by me. I gently put down the scissors in my hand, turned my head and looked at him with a smile: "Oh? Then why don't you be right?"
Liu San'er frowned slightly and slowly said with a hint of doubt: "These days, what they are talking about is the emperor forcing the palace to take the throne, and the bruises of his hands and feet. It is the largest tyrant of all times. "
I listened to these "rebellious injustices" and said nothing, I just asked, "So, what do you think?"
Liu San'er said, "I want to say that the emperor forced the palace to take the throne and crippled his hands and feet. Although we haven't seen it with his own eyes, the rumors in the workshop are very strong. I'm a tyrant, and I feel like I'm exaggerating. "
"why?"
Liu San'er said, "I still remember a few years ago, that was the year we first met. The hungry people in various provinces flooded into Yangzhou. I heard that he was the prince at that time and set up a cold wind feast to place a clean water seat. Tricked those traitors to take out rice grains for relief; later, a plague erupted in Yangzhou City. I heard that he did not leave the people in the city to escape by himself. Instead, he tuned the medicines in various places to find a way for the patients. Before the potion was made, he set off for Beijing. "
I listened quietly, with a slight smile on the corner of my mouth.
Every word that Liu Saner said was not strange to me, and even those thrilling moments and moments I have personally experienced, but now it sounds like a distant story.
Liu San'er continued: "These things were witnessed by Yangzhou people and personally experienced. I think that those who can do these big things and who can really think about the people will not be a tyrant. On the contrary, it is rare Mingjun can do what he does. "
I smiled slightly. "So, what kind of person do you think he is?"
Liu San'er seemed to be a little hesitant. After a long pause, he finally said slowly: "So, I think he may not be a very good person, but he should still be a good emperor."
I don't know why, when I heard Liu San'er's words, I didn't have much shock and didn't surprise me.
Just stunned.
... He may not be a good person, but he should be a good emperor.
I don't know why, I think I should know it clearly, but until now, just when Liu San'er said the last word, he seemed to realize it.
However, to say it was suddenly realized, it was just realized.
What really surprised me was Liu Saner.
I have always known that people here have a bad quality. They like to catch the wind, use their own ideas to speculate on others, and then accuse them of criticism. As a reader, the spearhead is directed at the court, especially the style. But Liu Saner was not such a person.
When he was in doubt, he did not listen to or believe in others, but he did not blindly accept the thoughts of others. Instead, he thinks, thinks, and seeks the truth. This is not only a wisdom, but also a kind of Very good quality.
He really looks like his father and brother ...
Looking at his serious expression, I smiled slightly and said nothing, and lowered his head to clear up. He hurried up to stop me at first sight, and picked up a basket full of salted fish, and put it on a bamboo stand. As he was busy, he asked, "Lightness, do you think what I think is right?"
I sat on the chair and smiled slightly, "I don't think you're wrong."
Liu San'er smiled happily. After finishing the things on the bamboo stand, he slowly walked back to me and said, "Lightness, if I have said nothing wrong before, then I feel a little strange."
I raised an eyebrow slightly: "What's weird?"
"Since the emperor should be a good emperor today, why not only do people not support him, but they just oppose him?"
My raised eyebrows slowly wrinkled.
Liu San'er also said: "Since he is a good emperor, of course, what he does is of course for the people, and the people just want to live a good life, but why the two sides are so contradictory as now, it ’s like— —It seems—
He looked up at me and gave a sneaky smile:
It's like two people. If you like me and I like you too, then we become married. Of course, it ’s like now, even if it ’s difficult, But also very happy. "
"..."
"But if two people clearly like each other but are always unhappy together, then there must be a problem between the two."
"..."
"The emperor is like this now. I think that some of his decrees are not as sinful as those students said. Just like this season, the court has levied three heavy taxes, but as you told me before, the north is fighting. Insufficient supplies of grain and the defeat of the imperial court may require us to go through a slaughter of the city and even exterminate the clans. That is to say, this battle must be fought, and the emperor is not wrong in collecting grain. . "
Talking, his eyebrows were also tightened: "Where is the problem?"
He murmured, and lowered his head, thinking that the whole man was completely immersed in his own problem, and I sat in front of him, speechless for a long while.
That familiar, restless mood came to mind again.
Liu Saner ...
At this moment, there was a light laughter outside suddenly, just like the wind. Liu San'er hadn't responded yet. I had raised my head and saw a pair of charming eyes bent slightly, Looking at Liu San'er with a wave of almost joy.