Da da!
The dust was flying and the horse's hooves were almost smoky. Li Shimin finally returned to Chang'an!
Along the way, he asked the queen and a group of civil and military personnel to return slowly according to the original plan, while he quickly rushed back to Chang'an with Xu Fenglei, Fang Xuanling, Yu Chigong, Cheng Yaojin and other powerful generals, plus a group of Forbidden Army cavalry. !
When I went there, it took three months.
It only took 20 days to come back!
Of course, I changed horses seven or eight times along the way, and my hip bones were almost shattered...
Chang'an, Du Mansion.
"Uu——"
Li Shimin got off his horse and ran straight into the house.
The servant of the Du Mansion saw a dark figure coming in and was about to stop him, but when he saw the face of the person coming, he froze.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty is here!"
"Sir, His Majesty is back from Mount Tai. He rushed back to see you!"
In an instant, everyone inside and outside Du Mansion ran out and greeted:
"See Your Majesty!"
"No gifts, no gifts!"
Li Shimin raised his hand repeatedly. Although his expression was a little tired, he still said excitedly,
"Where's Ruhui?"
"Where is he now? Take me to see him quickly!"
"I will take you there right now!" The maid stood up and led Li Shimin quickly to the inner courtyard.
At the same time, Xu Fenglei and other talents behind him were ready to dismount.
"Ouch, ouch..."
Fang Xuanling, an old man, had been running around for so long that his eyesight was blurred and he couldn't even get off his horse.
It took the combined efforts of Yu Chigong and Cheng Yaojin to bring him down.
The moment he dismounted, his legs were already weak.
"Hey, what are you doing here, old gentleman?"
Cheng Yaojin supported him and said helplessly,
"Thousands of miles back, even us generals can't stand it, let alone you?"
"Come on, slow down...I guess your internal organs are shattered and your muscles are torn..."
When Fang Xuanling heard this, he shook his head.
"We have been friends for many years... He and I have been friends for many years..."
He looked at the gate of Du Mansion and said softly,
"He is really leaving. If I can't see him for the last time, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
Cheng Yaojin felt a sore nose.
This friendship is stronger than gold!
"Okay, okay, come..."
He and Yuchi Gong supported Fang Xuanling, who was on the verge of collapse, and said,
"Let's walk."
Xu Fenglei looked at this scene and felt a little emotional in his heart.
The friendship between Fang and Du is also one of the most talked about friendships in history!
He followed the three of them and also entered the Du Mansion.
Looking at this familiar courtyard, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.
…
In the side room, a smell penetrated Xu Fenglei's nose.
This is a sick smell, the kind that only occurs in people who have been sick for a long time.
At this moment, Du Ruhui's body smelled very strong, even approaching the smell of death...
"Keming, Keming!"
Li Shimin sat on the horse and tightly held Du Ruhui's hand on the hospital bed, his eyes already red.
Just listen to him choke and say:
"You...why are you like this?"
Du Ruhui's face seemed to be covered with a layer of gray-white gauze, and his lips were bloodless.
Those hands were also cold, and I couldn't feel the blood surging in them.
"Master, master..."
"Wake up, wake up... His Majesty is here to see you, Your Majesty is here..."
"Wake up..."
Du's wife on the side had tears in her eyes and called out in tears.
Under the call of the two people, Du Ruhui's lips moved slightly, and his eyes finally opened a little.
But those eyes were no longer as bright and decisive as before, and were filled with turbidity.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty."
He turned his head slightly and said intermittently,
"You...are tired, you..."
He knew that His Majesty should still be in Feng Chan at this moment. He must have rushed back so quickly because of him.
Li Shimin shook his head repeatedly.
"Don't be tired, don't be tired."
He quickly encouraged,
"As long as you can recover, it will be worth it even if I travel a few more times!"
"Take good care of your health, Keming! I don't want to lose you..."
Although Du Ruhui no longer cares about political affairs, he still occupies an extremely important position in Li Shimin's heart!
No one can replace you! Even if I can no longer make suggestions.
As long as people are here, that's good.
"Thank you... thank you, Your Majesty..."
Du Ruhui raised his hands with difficulty and forced a smile,
"I feel guilty...I can no longer share...the worries for His Majesty."
"Your Majesty... please forgive me."
Li Shimin frowned.
"Nonsense! You can, you can recover!"
He scolded, tightened his grip on Du Ruhui's hand, and choked,
"We haven't officially become in-laws yet... No matter what you do, you have to see that after Du He marries Runan, then..."
"Oh! You..."
At this point, Li Er could no longer speak.
Xu Fenglei handed him a cotton towel at the right time and asked him to wipe his tears.
Fang Xuanling also came up and stared at Du Ruhui with a complicated expression.
"They're all here...I, the people I finally want to see, are all here..."
"Okay, that's great..."
Du Ruhui suddenly laughed, and his eyes suddenly became bright.
He straightened up without any help,
When everyone present saw this, their hearts trembled!
This...is this a return to light? !
"Keming! You..."
Fang Xuanling's eyes widened and she said blankly,
"You do not want……"
Du Ruhui shook his head.
"Old friend."
He chuckled and said,
"I'm sorry, I... was lazy and took the first step."
"From now on, it will be up to you and other colleagues to assist His Majesty..."
When Fang Xuanling heard this, he was stunned and couldn't say a word.
Turning around, Du Ruhui looked at Xu Fenglei.
"Grand Master..."
Xu Fenglei's expression was extremely complicated, he nodded slightly and said in a deep voice:
"If you have anything to say, just tell me. As long as I can do it, I will agree!"
Du Ruhui grinned.
"I can't even repay you for your life-saving grace. How can I dare to give you any more explanation?"
He said softly,
"I just want to say sorry to Grand Master. In these years, I have only talked about it verbally, and I have never really repaid you, even if I treat you to a meal."
"Keming... I'm so ashamed!"
Xu Fenglei's nose was also sore.
Du Ruhui still remembered his kindness even after his death.
"What are you sorry for? It was really just a little effort at the beginning."
He responded,
"Don't take it too seriously. When you feel better, I'll treat you to dinner!"
Du Ruhui laughed.
Xu Fenglei couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes.
"His Majesty."
His eyes finally settled on Li Shimin.
The suddenly bright eyes suddenly dimmed at this moment.
His body went limp and he collapsed on the hospital bed again.
"Old minister...can no longer serve His Majesty..."
His eyes slowly closed and he murmured,
"Effectiveness..."
"Old minister, let's go...uh!"
There was a cry of surprise, causing the three people in front of the hospital bed to tremble, and they quickly went up to hold Du Ruhui's arm.
"Keming, Keming!"
"Du Ruhui! Wake up, wake up!"
"Wake up!"
However, no matter how hard they shook him, Du Ruhui seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and could no longer hear the call.
Originally, Du Ruhui was still alive because he still had something on his mind and that obsession.
He wanted to see His Majesty, his old friend Fang Xuanling, and his benefactor Xu Fenglei before he died.
And at this moment.
After seeing all three of them, he was satisfied, his obsession dissipated, and he naturally let go.
"Master!!"
"Woooooooo..."
Du's wife whimpered and cried loudly.
Du Ruhui, the Duke of Lai State in the Tang Dynasty, passed away in April of the fifth year of Zhenguan.
He died at the age of forty-seven.
Outside the house, I don’t know when, a large area had already knelt down!
Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling were also affected by this tragedy and couldn't help but shed tears.
"Preach my will..."
Li Shimin stood up slowly, holding back his grief and ordered,
"The Duke of Lai, Du Ruhui, will be granted the title of Sikong, and the funeral...will be conducted with royal etiquette!"
For a time, the sounds of mourning came and went.
Li Shimin felt dizzy and fell backward.
He is so tired!
Du Ruhui was obsessed, and he also used his obsession to push himself back.
Seeing this, Du Ruhui was relieved, and Li Shimin was sad. Exhausted physically and mentally, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down!
"His Majesty!"
"His Majesty!"
Yuchi Gong and Cheng Yaojin quickly supported him and walked out of the house, straight to the palace.
It is sad enough that Du Ruhui died of illness. If His Majesty makes another mistake, things will really change!
"well……"
Fang Xuanling held her forehead and felt dizzy.
Fortunately, Xu Fenglei supported him in time.
"Fang Xiang, you are also tired."
He sighed softly,
"Let's go back to the palace with His Majesty and let him sleep first."
"This person has passed away... Let's talk about what happens next. Don't waste yourselves."
"...Thank you, Grand Master." Fang Xuanling nodded slightly, his eyelids already starting to twitch.
…
Half an hour later.
Tai Chi Palace, outside the emperor's palace.
Li Shimin fell into a deep sleep under the care of the imperial physician.
Under his instruction, Fang Xuanling was placed in the side hall to rest, and Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong also rested in the side hall.
Xu Fenglei didn't feel sleepy at the moment, so he walked out, sat on the steps, and lit a cigarette.
He felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
There is a very complicated feeling spreading in my heart.
Come to think of it... last year, Du Ruhui suffered from a "sudden heart attack". If he hadn't taken action in time, his life would have been decided.
In history, Du Ruhui did die of illness in the fourth year of Zhenguan.
It’s pretty good that I’ve been able to survive until now. I’ve lived for at least one more year…
Can……
Do you really only have one more year to live?
Deep in Xu Fenglei's heart, he was proud. When he rescued Du Ruhui from the King of Hell, he was very proud and thought he had changed history.
But actually.
Over the past year, Du Ruhui has not been involved in political affairs at all, and has just been lying at home to recuperate.
He no longer contributed to the political affairs of the Tang Dynasty, and no longer promoted the reform and optimization of policies...
A year later, his life came to an end.
Has history...changed?
No.
What he did only caused a small deviation in history, which was as insignificant as a pebble bouncing off a car on the road.
In just a moment, the car returned to the normal track again, and everything... seemed to have never happened.
This made Xu Fenglei feel a little frustrated.
His self-confidence was also consumed by it.
To continue the Tang Dynasty for another hundred years...can the original ambition really be fulfilled?
What is the meaning of my own existence...?
Although he traveled through time, he didn't have a golden finger and couldn't do those unnatural things.
He also does not have an engineering mind and cannot rely on his own brain to create tools that change productivity.
He doesn’t even have the math level required for the nine-year compulsory education! Because I have been working for many years, many of them have been returned to the teacher. I only remember some of the most basic ones...
I am just an ordinary person, an ordinary numerologist.
What he can do is rely on some of his own experiences and memories to plant seeds, because he does not have the ability to directly obtain the fruits.
Others are really powerless, he doesn't even know how to make soap.
It seems to be animal fat, what was added to it?
Maybe I learned it before, but I can’t remember clearly...
Now think about it... As a time traveler, I can't do anything, and I seem to be quite a failure.
"call--"
One puff after another, Xu Fenglei didn't know how many puffs of cigarette he took before he could get out of the emo feeling.
Before I knew it, the sky was getting bright.
He actually sat outside the palace all night!
A cold early morning wind roared in. Xu Fenglei shrunk his clothes and robes, feeling tired and trapped like a wave, rushing over.
As soon as his eyes closed, he fell down on the steps and fell into a deep sleep.
…
I do not know how long it has been.
Xu Fenglei slowly opened his eyes and felt that he was in a very soft and warm place.
Looking left and right, I saw a brocade quilt and a dragon bed...
? !
Aren’t you keeping vigil outside? Why did you get inside?
Look at the appearance of this place...it's not a side hall, it seems to be the emperor's palace!
With a thrill in his heart, he quickly stood up and lifted the quilt, but suddenly heard a voice:
"Are you awake? Let's sleep a little longer. I'm so tired."
The voice is familiar.
Following the sound, Xu Fenglei saw Li Shimin sitting in front of the imperial court, wearing only a single coat and trousers.
At this moment, he was holding a red pen and reading the memorial.
wipe!
Why did I end up here with Li Shimin, lying on the dragon bed that only an emperor is qualified to lie on? !
"This...your majesty."
"Death penalty!"
Thinking of this, he was still sleepy. He quickly got up and put on his shoes, mumbling again and again,
"Your Majesty, this is not what I came up with! I may have been confused and confused. I was not me at that time, so what he did had nothing to do with me!"
Li Shimin glanced at him.
"Don't panic, I asked them to carry you in."
He said in a deep voice, "Why don't you go to the side hall to rest and catch up on your sleep? How can you go outside and guard the palace for me?"
"I've never seen you with such loyalty before."
Xu Fenglei: "..."
Guard the palace?
You think too much.
I just couldn’t sleep due to some emo, so I smoked outside...
(End of chapter)
