Things in the DPRK have calmed down for the time being.
Li Yunxiao came to Li Shimin's tomb alone, carrying two jars of wine and drinking by himself.
This time it didn't have the spicy taste it had many years ago, but instead felt bland and tasteless.
I don't know when, but he has forgotten the feeling when he first drank. Now when he drinks, he always feels a little...
bitter.
"Brother Li, your son went to find you. In the blink of an eye, the people who were chasing after the emperor and calling him were gone one by one."
Speaking of this, Li Yunxiao's voice slowed down a bit and he looked at his palms:
"If I had known it would be so uncomfortable today, maybe... maybe I shouldn't have slapped him in the first place. I really shouldn't have slapped him."
"But it's all your fault. You just closed your mouth and entrusted everything to me and Brother Yuan. You feel so comfortable. You left your reputation forever and walked away."
"And I...hehe, if I die, I may be relieved, but it will be a pity that I will miss this opportunity, and I, Brother Yuan, will probably be himself again."
"Oops...I finally understand how difficult it was for you, Brother Li. Watching ministers die one by one with their loved ones, and brothers turning against each other, all of this is really annoying."
Gudonggudong~~
After taking two sips of wine, Li Yunxiao sighed and stared blankly at the ground.
"I have ideals. I want future generations to see that my people in the Tang Dynasty are prosperous and not controlled by others. The country is prosperous without falling apart. My brother Yuan doesn't have to kneel under that kid... I can't get what I ask for."
"It's a pity...the sky is not as planned. My brother Yuan values the blood of Li Tang, and now he has retired. My brother Li values the people of the world, and now he is sleeping. I value everything in the Tang Dynasty... It is difficult to make progress and encounter bottlenecks frequently."
"I really want all these treacherous disasters to happen to me alone, and not to harm the people..."
"Hehehe." Li Yunxiao shook his head helplessly.
"This road I thought was too simple, and it's really not easy to achieve."
The surroundings fell into silence as Li Yunxiao's words fell.
After a long time, Li Yunxiao raised his head and looked at the tombstone, his eyebrows showing a layer of sadness, and his tone was a little choked:
"I'm old...I may be really old..."
"Even if I try my best to restrain myself... I still can't help but recall the past... I am always sad about the things in front of me..."
"I used to feel that I could live freely and have the opportunity to enjoy glory and wealth forever. What do I want?"
"And now, although his freedom is gone, he now has everything he can in a high position. He is still a bad handsome man and a great master of the Tang Dynasty."
"But in the past seventy years, I seem to have lost everything. Although my subordinates are loyal, they will not confide in me. They may stab me in the back at some point."
"The only good news is that the border countries are afraid of me and are afraid that I will cut off their financial resources. Some people even think that I am about to die, and there are many rumors that I am an evil ghost."
"This evil ghost is so well described. In the future, it will be written in the history books that I, Li Yunxiao, am an evil person, evil ghost, and all the previous emperors of the Tang Dynasty were all wise kings..."
"I wish I had let others come over. They know everything, are not afraid of anything, can settle the world with one finger, and can destroy the world even by saying some fart words with just one mouth. In their eyes, everything is simple, as if Everyone is a saint.”
Li Yunxiao took a big gulp of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth, opened another jar of wine, stood up, and bowed deeply.
"Okay, Brother Li, the wind will bring the wine here. This wine is all made according to my brother Yuan's brewing method. If it's not enough, leave it to me and I will bring it to you."
"That's all for today, I'll leave first."
After the words fell, Li Yunxiao walked to the horse.
Before leaving, Li Yunxiao suddenly looked back and seemed to see Li Yuan, Li Shimin, and Li Zhi looking at him, smiling and waving.
Li Yunxiao stared blankly, forgetting to mount his horse for a moment.
After a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he chuckled, and galloped away on horseback.
At this time, the depression in my heart seemed to be relieved a lot.
At this moment, he felt that he was very similar to a movie he had seen in the original world. That person might be able to have everything quickly by wearing a tight band.
He seemed to be free. He could choose to eat and wait for death, live without caring about anything, or wear a tight leash and walk on a road with no end in sight.
But if you change your mind.
Perhaps at the moment when he met Li Yuan and Li Shimin decades ago, a gear called fate had already turned, and he was destined to embark on this path.
Now, even if he could choose again, he would still take the pill without hesitation.
After all, it is such a prosperous country.
Wouldn’t it make people miss you...
....
Raojiang.
A place at the foot of a mountain.
With the support of the little girl, Sun Simiao walked step by step towards the top of the mountain.
"Ouch, I couldn't have chosen a better place. It's really tiring to choose such a remote place with a formation."
"Who says it's not true, master, when you see the person you want to see, you'll beat him up."
"Does your master look like someone who can beat people?"
"Why is it different? You are much more vicious when you beat someone than when you treat a doctor."
"Okay, okay, stop talking and help me go."
Not long after, when I stepped on the last step, I looked down and saw clouds and mist.
"Ouch, yoyo..." Sun Simiao touched his chest and said with some fear, "This place is actually so high."
"It's really difficult to come to this place. Quick, disciple, help me go over and sit down."
The little girl led Sun Simiao to sit aside. There were no seats in the pavilion, only wooden boards. He sat cross-legged.
At this time, there were not only two people in the pavilion. In the center, there was a man with sloppy and torn clothes and withered and yellow hair, sitting cross-legged and dumbfounded.
The man's hair was unkempt, covering most of his face, and his skin was as skinny as firewood. If you looked carefully, there were even some tiny scars, like scratches.
From the moment they came here to the time they sat down, he seemed motionless as if he didn't feel them.
Staring straight at a turtle on the table that couldn't turn over, and a dilapidated brocade bag.
On the corner of the table, there were three rotten and shapeless copper coins.
This person is none other than Yuan Tiangang, who has been hiding from the world for a long time!
The little girl stepped forward curiously and waved her little hand in front of his eyes.
"Hey, are you still alive?"
When the little girl saw that he was motionless, she came to Sun Simiao in disappointment and whispered: "Master, you said the person you want me to see is not him, right?"
Sun Simiao smiled lightly and said, "You go down to play first and then find some wild fruits."
The little girl raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay." After finishing her words, she walked away.
After a long while, there was silence.
Sun Simiao looked at Yuan Tiangang's back and asked lightly:
"Tired of living?"
