Chang'an City was finally completely stabilized.
The Huns cavalry was defeated after the death of the two generals, and was surrounded and captured. They were left to wait and negotiate with the Huns later. The Su family can be said to be the head of the Chang'an family. Even though the descendants of the ancestors dispersed for generations to avoid power and threaten the emperor, leaving only the direct line in the capital, their influence cannot be underestimated. Now there are The Su family took the lead in making a show of obeying the imperial edict, and with the experience of being suppressed and executed before, other dignitaries had no choice but to give up and obey. The people in the Chu party sized up the situation and quickly restrained themselves, and they all expressed their loyalty and service diligently. Under the Zen edict, everything is justified.
The glory and decline of Daxia have become a thing of the past in the annals of history, and a new dynasty is slowly beginning.
In the silence of the night, Su Shiyu finally had time to change out of his bloody robe. After washing and cleaning up, the waiting maid led him into the bedroom, where he then closed the door and left.
Chu Mingyun sat at the table, waved to him, then took the small porcelain box at hand and opened it. The ointment revealed a faint medicinal fragrance.
"I can just do it myself." Su Shiyu wanted to reach out and take it.
But Chu Mingyun dodged his hand and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why, you just said you had me in your heart, but now you won't even let me touch you?"
"..." Su Shiyu had no choice but to cooperate and stop moving, letting him apply the ointment on his neck.
At that time, Li Chenghua's knife power was stagnant after all, and the wound was not deep. The blood had already stopped on its own. After the bath, there was only a faint line of crimson and a slight moist vapor.
The ointment is slightly cool when it touches the skin. It is spread carefully and gently, and the warmth of the fingertips penetrates. Chu Mingyun finished applying the medicine, but his hand still stayed beside the wound and did not move for a long time.
Su Shiyu looked at it in confusion. He still looked at the injury and whispered: "...I almost scared you to death. If I leave late, are you going to let me hold your body and cry?" "
Su Shiyu's eyes moved slightly, and he took down his hand and held it gently in his palm. After a moment of silence, he changed the topic, "I can see things clearly now. I have some wrong ideas, but your behavior may not be completely correct." He looked at Chu Mingyun and said with a low smile, "I heard that none of the ministers who have come forward to remonstrate over the past few days have come to a good end, but I also have some advice to give. Are you willing to listen to it, Your Majesty?"
Chu Mingyun looked at him steadily for a long time, then smiled and said, "Kiss me and I will listen."
Su Shiyu smiled and leaned forward to kiss her. As soon as their lips touched, he was pulled towards her. Chu Mingyun pressed him completely into her arms, held his waist with one hand, slipped the other into his hair, deepened the kiss and entangled his lips and tongue.
This posture was really not stable. Su Shiyu subconsciously stretched out his hand to support the table behind him, and hurriedly said between breathing: "Wait..."
"Hold me tight." Chu Mingyun bit his earlobe.
A slight numbness ran up his spine like electricity. Su Shiyu retracted his supporting hand and slowly hugged his neck. Chu Mingyun directly hugged him up like this, and even had one hand free to spread the heavy curtains in the inner hall.
His long hair was hanging down and tangled all over the bed, and his clothes were loose and messy. Chu Mingyun's fingers were slightly cold, and they passed across his Adam's apple and collarbone, then went around his shoulders and slowly went down his spine. Su Shiyu couldn't help but gasp, his eyes involuntarily slid down Chu Mingyun's neckline, but he suddenly froze. Chu Mingyun also lowered his eyes and saw that most of his robe had fallen off, revealing a narrow dark red scar on his chest, right on his heart.
Su Shiyu's fingers trembled slightly, but he still touched the scar, his eyes darkened, "I'm sorry, I..."
Before he could finish his words, Chu Mingyun kissed him on the lips again, swallowing all the unfinished words. He grabbed Su Shiyu's hand and pressed it to the pillow with his fingers interlocked. After lingering for a few times, he let go. She chuckled hoarsely into his ear, "Apologise for what you're doing, I don't blame you at all."
Su Shiyu was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes and kissed the scar on his heart. The warm touch spread all the way to the bottom of his heart. Chu Mingyun couldn't help but smile, lowered her head and kissed his hair, "I like you no matter what."
The sun rises and the moon sets, and it’s another beautiful spring day. In a mansion outside Chang'an City, Chen Siheng had just finished practicing. He put his sword aside and wiped the sweat from his face while picking up a cup of tea and drank it in a big gulp. The young man grew up very quickly. In just over a year, he was already much taller than when he first met Chu Mingyun and Su Shiyu, and his expression became a bit more determined. He was no longer a child who was full of sorrow and anger but could not even hold a sword. .
Suddenly there were footsteps behind him, and the maid who took care of his daily life hurried to the backyard, "Young Master, someone came to the house to see you. She looks like a big shot."
"Huh?" He quickly put down the tea cup and ran outside, "General Chu, General Chu, you..."
The man in black in the courtyard turned around, with a handsome face, but something he had never seen before. Chen Siheng stopped and asked in confusion: "...Who are you?"
"Do you want to be a shadow guard?" Qin Zhao looked at him.
Chen Siheng was a little nervous under his gaze, but nodded vigorously, "Yes!"
"The Shadow Guard's requirements are extremely demanding. You still need to go through training. Moreover, my senior brother has already ascended the throne, and the tasks from now on will only be more dangerous." Qin Zhao said, "If it is to avenge your family, there is no need to destroy your entire family. It’s Li Chenghua who is dead.”
Chen Siheng lowered his head and remained silent for a while.
"If you just want to practice martial arts, just continue to follow the master you are looking for."
Chen Siheng slowly shook his head, "I know that my enemy is dead. Yesterday I received a letter from Mr. Su, and he told me everything." After a moment of pause, he continued: "At that time, General Chu told me , I can't always wait for someone to save me and help me. I can only stand up on my own, so in order to take revenge, I started practicing swordsmanship and martial arts desperately. But now that my enemy is dead, I don't know what else to practice. After using it, I don’t know what I should do in the future. I have neither family nor friends. I am living alone in this world. It seems that everything suddenly has no meaning. I thought about it all night last night, and the only thing I could think of was General Chu said that he might be able to use me when I can hold the sword firmly."
Qin Zhao looked at him for a while, and suddenly understood why his senior brother asked him to come over, "You can't call me General Chu anymore."
Chen Siheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Oh yes, I want to call you Your Majesty."
"As a Shadow Guard, you should call me Lord."
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he was extremely surprised, "Really?"
"Are you afraid of hardship?" Qin Zhao asked.
"Don't be afraid!"
Qin Zhao nodded, "The palace has set up a special institution for shadow guards. You pack your luggage today and someone will pick you up tomorrow."
Chen Siheng agreed excitedly and insisted on sending Qin Zhao out of the house. He watched Qin Zhao walk away, turned around happily and was about to go back to pack his things. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone walking slowly from a long distance, and couldn't help but stop.
The passerby was a handsome young man, but his clothes were stained with blood and ashes. He didn't care. He held a small porcelain altar in his arms and glanced casually at the beautiful spring scenery along the way.
Chen Siheng stood there and watched him approach, until the other party was about to pass by, and couldn't help but stop him, "You, are you..."
The young man paused slightly and looked over.
Now he couldn't see it more clearly. Chen Siheng was extremely surprised, "Aren't you the brother next to sister Jingshu?"
The young man's expression finally changed, "Do you recognize Jing Shu?"
Chen Siheng nodded, "I understand."
Li Che looked at him in confusion, "What do you call it?"
"Chen Siheng."
Li Che's expression changed and he was silent for a moment before saying: "...Can you take me to see her?"
People have changed, but the vegetation remains the same. The ancient tree where Jingshu committed suicide is still in its original place, with its pavilions and canopies. Li Che listened silently to Chen Siheng's story about how she had taken poison, and was still thinking about a poem. He stretched out his hand to hold a handful of sand, his body trembled slightly, and after a long while he said hoarsely: "...I'm here to pick you up. .”
Red color and loess, no trace left.
Li Che carefully collected the sand into a plain porcelain vase that he had prepared for a long time. The porcelain altar he originally held in his hand was put aside. He raised his head and inadvertently met Chen Siheng's curious eyes and explained: "That's me Father."
As he rummaged through his luggage, he said, "I heard the news. Before the people from the court clearing the battlefield arrived, I dug through several piles of corpses overnight and only found the head. I cremated it and planned to take it back to my hometown." He sighed softly, "I didn't expect that my father would really bring the Huns in. Now that his head is missing, I hope he can avoid facing his ancestors from the underworld."
Li Che found the dagger in his bag, turned around and gave it to Chen Siheng, then suddenly lifted his robe and knelt down in front of him. Chen Siheng was startled and quickly took two steps back, "What are you doing?"
He smiled softly, "My father ruined your family, won't you kill me to take revenge?"
Chen Siheng held the dagger, then looked at him and shook his head, "It was your father who killed him, and it has nothing to do with you. Since he is already dead, why should I kill you again?"
Li Che was stunned, "Then you don't hate Jing Shu either?"
"...I don't know," Chen Siheng whispered, "I know that the fire in my house was related to sister Jingshu, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to save me. I really wanted to hate her, but when I was most afraid, She is also the one who accompanies me." He paused, and suddenly smiled with relief, "Whether I hate it or not, she is no longer here. Besides, I already have the power to protect myself, and I have to go to the palace tomorrow to learn. As a shadow guard, you can't stay trapped in hatred and be unable to get out."
Li Che looked at him for a long time, "You are a good boy." He took the dagger handed back by Chen Siheng, "Come have a drink with me, and I wish you well?"
Chen Siheng wondered: "But I don't know how to drink."
"How about a cup of tea." Li Che stood up and said, "Let's go."
A few days later, everything in the court returned to normal. The official positions that were originally vacant due to executions will naturally be replaced by new talents, wearing official robes and full of ambitions. Who doesn't long for a whole river and a mountain, in exchange for an unparalleled prosperous age of Haiyan and Heqing.
At the beginning of the dynasty, everything is new.
However, when some people saw the censor doctor as usual, they could not help but secretly sigh at the pity, and the whispers finally reached the Weiyang Palace.
So when the meeting was over, Chu Mingyun was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he issued an edict out of the blue:
Su Shi, the imperial censor, was granted the title of king, plus nine tins, and was given a land of thousands of miles and 30,000 households in the city. He was placed on the throne of the princes and kings. He did not submit to his ministers when performing affairs, and did not worship after receiving edicts. Instead, he offered sacrifices to heaven and earth with the courtesy of the emperor.
The ministers were silent, looking at each other, but no one said a word. Regardless of the fact that His Majesty's temperament did not tolerate objections, the contribution of the imperial censor to the imperial court was obvious to all, so it was not that he was unworthy of such grace.
Just as he was about to agree, he saw the doctor in the front declined politely.
After hearing the reasons patiently, Chu Mingyun looked at Su Shiyu, curled his lips and said, "You don't want any of this?"
"Yes," Su Shiyu said warmly, "I understand your Majesty's wishes and am already satisfied."
Chu Mingyun thought for a moment, "Don't you want the fiefdom too?"
"Of course. We have worked hard to suppress the princes, but now we are granting land to build a country and splitting the land to divide the land. It goes against the original intention and will cause disaster in the future. Please take back the edict."
Chu Mingyun ignored his words and said to himself: "Since you don't want to take this place thousands of miles away," he raised his hand and touched his heart and said with a low smile, "Then I will seal this place to you, do you want it?"
Su Shiyu was slightly stunned, and all the ministers were also stunned.
Knowing that he was above the main hall, in full view of everyone, he couldn't help but smile, looked into those eyes, and said, "I'm very lucky."
"Book of Zhou History" contains:
In the early years of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, Emperor Wu of Zhou reformed the old system and granted amnesty to the world.
In the second year of Jianyuan, the imperial censor received the order to revise the code and legislate it again.
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In the sixth year of Jianyuan, he adopted Ziyuan, a collateral line of the Su family, as his heir and established him as the crown prince.
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In the eighth year of Jianyuan's reign, they sent troops to the Xiongnu. The Xiongnu retreated hundreds of miles to defend their territory. They encountered snow and fought hard for several months.
In the ninth year of Jianyuan, a great victory was achieved. They pursued and suppressed them all the way, deep into the desert, and could not conquer them for a long time.
In the fifth month, Emperor Wu went on a personal expedition, and in the fourth month of the calendar year, he reached the king's tent. The Xiongnu Chanyu was defeated and committed suicide.
After a hundred years, no one dared to violate the territory.
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In the early years of Jiayi, he died and was buried in the same coffin.
Late at night on the day of the burial, Chu Yuan, later known as Emperor Wen, and Tai Shiling went on stage to drink.
The young emperor looked far into the distance and suddenly said: "Father, do you mean to completely hide the relationship between him and the emperor and not mention a word?"
Tai Shiling responded: "Yes."
"Then Ai Qing thinks that if it can be recorded in history books, how should it be evaluated?"
Taishi Ling pondered for a long time, "The late emperor and the late imperial censor had a lifelong love."
Chu Yuan laughed silently and drank all the wine.
A fleeting dream fades away, but the achievements remain forever. The story that gradually became distant and misty as time passed, finally became a vague warmth in the history of history, unknown to anyone.
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The author has something to say: Sorry for making everyone wait for so long before posting it. I read it over and over again and revised it, but I always felt unsatisfied orz. I’ve finally finished writing it. It’s been two months to a full year. I’ve been with Chu and Su for so long.
In the end, Su Shiyu chose to assist Chu Mingyun, but it did not mean that he gave up his position. He has always been like this, with a clear distinction between right and wrong: if I choose to help you, it will definitely not be because of the relationship between you and me. , only because I agree with your idea.
Chu Mingyun said that there was no need to understand, but now Shiyu already understood him. So I really like these two people. Whether they are lovers or confidants, they are actually a good match.
When I finished writing, I was not very excited. Instead, I felt a little sad, and it felt like the dust had settled after a thousand sails.
I still want to thank everyone for their love and giving me unlimited motivation and joy. This article still has many shortcomings, but I am grateful for your love. I hope that next time we meet, you and I will be better versions of ourselves. mwah.
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