After everyone else left, Li Shengxuan's expression softened slightly, "Zhuge Yu, what do you think?"
"Your Majesty does doubt Fang Zilan, but he does not doubt Fang Zilan." Zhuge Yu slowly said: "Fang Zilan is the sword of the empire. As a sword, it should be invincible and cannot be tied to anything. If Mohan is tied to her, Your Majesty will naturally Would question her suitability as a sword.”
He paused as he spoke, "But Your Majesty knows that as long as you are a human being, you will have weaknesses. So Your Majesty is not doubting Fang Zilan, but whether her weaknesses will become an obstacle to her invincibility. Zhuge Yu dares to guess, this is This is the real reason why His Majesty wants to see Mo Han, isn’t it?”
Li Shengxuan was silent for a moment, then asked without answering: "What if Mo Han is an obstacle?"
"I wonder if your majesty knows how a craftsman can cast a sharp sword?" Zhuge Yu did not answer the question directly. He said quietly: "If a craftsman wants to cast a sharp sword, he first selects materials layer by layer, and then melts them in a furnace. It contains impurities. After that, it is forged, hammered, and beaten repeatedly, but it can only become an iron tool. If you want to make a sharp sword, the last process is also the most important process, which is quenching. If it cannot withstand the test of quenching, it will not become a sharp sword. A sword as sharp as iron."
He coughed lightly and continued: "Mo Han is to Fang Zilan, just like quenching is to a forged sword. When he dies, that's when the sword comes out. But, at that time..."
Before he could continue, Li Shengxuan said: "It must be an evil sword that will kill everyone."
Zhuge Yu nodded slightly, "Everything is too much, and too little is too much. If the sword is forced to take a wrong turn, even if there is a way out, you will still be inferior. I think your Majesty is not willing to break the sword in your hand and give others an opportunity... "
"Zhuge Yu, you have crossed the line." Li Shengxuan interrupted him coldly. He bowed respectfully and said, neither humble nor overbearing: "Your Majesty, please forgive me."
Li Shengxuan let out a long sigh, "I would like to be her source of confidence, but she would rather risk her own life than tell me. Sometimes I wonder, is it her whom I blame and doubt, or myself?"
Zhuge Yu opened his mouth, but he swallowed his words when he heard them. He listened to Li Shengxuan, as if talking to himself, and said in a low voice: "I blame myself for having an unstable foundation. Some people, some things, I have bad intentions." I am powerless and have no choice. I doubt myself and cannot become a wise king. Even the Xiahou family is disheartened and wants to leave me..."
At the end, he suddenly laughed like a self-mockery, "I'm telling you this, do you think it's funny?"
Zhuge Yu bit his lips tightly, forcing himself not to make any sound. It was as if he had accidentally seen the majestic and ferocious beast in the past, cutting open his belly, breaking through all the fragility, and exposing it in front of him.
But he didn't dare, let alone look at it.
But the ferocious beast did not let him go. "When she said that she had no regrets, I realized that she could say these four simple words easily, but I couldn't say them out."
Do you have a clear conscience? Zhuge Yu chewed on these four words secretly, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time. When it comes to achieving the goal, neither Li Shengxuan nor he would be exaggerated to say that they have no regrets. But when it comes to the process, the end justifies the means. Under the rule of success or defeat, if we look closely at the many mistakes that have been covered up, who is really clear about it?
It's not that Li Shengxuan doesn't know, on the contrary, in the supreme position, he understands better than anyone else, but is more stubborn than anyone else. How could he not be a wise king like this?
Zhuge Yu thought about this and said what he thought: "Whether it is true or not, your majesty is a wise king in Zhuge Yu's heart."
He said every word with dignity, "My grandfather once said to me - a king should be among all people, think about the thoughts of all people, and do the things of all people. And the so-called wise king must not only understand the people, but also understand himself. Body. Your Majesty’s words today are well deserved.”
After he finished speaking, he solemnly kowtowed and then turned and left. Li Shengxuan looked at his back steadily and was speechless for a long time.
*
A few days after Mo Bin and Mo Han arrived in Beijing, Li Shengxuan sent people to Fang Zilan's house to declare an order to lift her confinement. As soon as the person who announced the decree left, the father and son of the Mo family came to visit.
At that time, Fang Zilan was supervising the servants taking care of the flowers and plants in the courtyard. Mo Bin was standing not far away, neither advancing nor retreating. However, Mo Han came over curiously and asked, "What is Sister Lan asking them to do?" "
"This clump of orchid grass didn't grow well in spring, so I asked them to clean it up and plant chrysanthemums instead." Fang Zilan said, waving to Mo Han to take a look, "I fell in love with this kind of flower during the Double Ninth Festival last year when I was admiring flowers in Xiguan City. Chrysanthemums, when I was free to study flowers and plants a while ago, I heard that a businessman from the Western Region had shipped a batch to Beijing, so I specially bought them and planted them. By the time of the Double Ninth Festival, there will be chrysanthemums in my house to enjoy. Look. Look, isn’t it nice?”
Mo Han looked at it with a puzzled expression, "Everyone else is planting flowers and plants in spring. Sister Lan, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive by planting flowers and plants in summer."
"Keep it carefully." Fang Zilan shrugged indifferently, with an indifferent expression, "I spent all my money anyway, why not give it a try? Maybe I can survive."
Mo Bin watched the two of them talking to each other and put himself aside. He couldn't help but call Master Fang.
Fang Zilan seemed to have noticed him now, and moved her eyes to him, "General Mo is looking for me, what's the matter?"
"I..." Mo Bin moved his lips and said as if he had made up his mind: "I'm here to express my gratitude to Mr. Fang."
"Thank me for what?" Fang Zilan frowned slightly, Mo Bin was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out: "Earlier in Mushan Pass..."
"General Mo has made the most of his own merits, so you don't need to thank me." Fang Zilan interrupted him rudely, "General Mo is still needed at Mushan Pass. If you have nothing to do, you might as well go back early to avoid getting out again. What's wrong? After all, the opportunity to make a difference is not always available."
Mo Bin lowered his head and said, "I know Master Fang looks down on me, but Han'er..." He stopped mid-sentence. Fang Zilan's brows suddenly tightened upon hearing this, "What's wrong with Mo Han?"
Before Mo Bin could answer, Mo Han spoke on his own, "Sister Lan, I want to stay in the capital and be by your side."
"What did you say?" Fang Zilan looked at Mo Han with a cold expression, "Stop messing around and go back to Mushan Pass with your father."
Mo Bin lowered his head and said, "I know Master Fang looks down on me, but Han'er..." He stopped mid-sentence. Fang Zilan's brows suddenly tightened upon hearing this, "What's wrong with Mo Han?"
Before Mo Bin could answer, Mo Han spoke on his own, "Sister Lan, I want to stay in the capital and be by your side."
