Chapter 302: Father and son meet, times have changed

Style: Historical Author: Ling Yuan Chu GeWords: 2496Update Time: 24/01/12 19:58:46
Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, in the imperial city, Da'an Palace.

At this time of year, Da'an Palace was already covered in silver.

In the entire imperial city, Da'an Palace is considered the most extravagant palace. Even in the past three years, Li Shimin's internal funds have been extremely poor.

The expenditure supply for Da'an Palace has never been reduced.

Even the Beast Garden in Da'an Palace, where rare beasts are raised, generates a huge amount of money every month.

Entering Tai'an Palace, Li Shimin's face became more and more serious, obviously it was father and son meeting each other.

But it looks like a battle between swords...

"Your Majesty, where is it? Is it the Supreme Emperor?"

Cheng Yaojin, who was following Li Shimin, suddenly pointed at a lakeside funeral and said angrily.

Li Shimin raised his eyes and looked——

Over there, there is an old man sitting by the Mingxin Lake in the middle of Da'an Palace.

At this moment, Mingxin Lake has long been frozen, and the willow trees on both sides are hung with heavy snow strips.

The palace of one hundred halls, which used to be solemn and solemn in the past, suddenly seemed to have a little more human atmosphere from the outside.

It is surrounded by marble stone railings and a marble fishing case built directly north of the lake.

Behind it is the main hall gate of Da'an Main Hall of Da'an Palace, under the high hall and on the side of the lake.

An old man, wearing fur and fur, without even wearing a crown, his hair was gray, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life.

It was just a simple stool, and the old man just sat there.

The waist has been bent, looking at the desolation of Mingxin Lake, silently.

Snowflakes are falling, and the sky and earth are silent.

It seems solemn and desolate, and it seems that the world is clear...

Qin Qiong glanced at Li Shimin beside him: "Your Majesty, this..."

Li Shimin frowned for a while, then waved his hand.

"Oh, no need, I will go alone..."

"Then Your Majesty, I will be waiting at your side. If there are any changes, I will call you at any time!"

"good--"

Li Shimin said in confusion, and then walked directly towards the shore of Mingxin Lake.

Qin Qiong asked in a deep voice, this is the grudge between their father and son for many years, no one can say or ask, they just need to be good guards.

Anyway, there were already three hundred Xuanjia troops around, and he and Cheng Yaojin were already approaching within three breaths at any time.

should--

Nothing will change...

Li Shimin slowly approached and looked at the old figure who was already a little rickety.

That brow has never relaxed...

So close...

Getting closer...

Li Shimin walked behind Li Yuan and pondered for a long time.

For the first time after taking the throne, I bowed my head to someone——

"Unfilial son Li Shimin, please pay homage to your father!"

Meet my father...

It seemed that Li Yuan's body trembled at that moment, but Li Shimin lowered his head recently, and no one could see it...

"Haha, I didn't expect that even after becoming an emperor, I still have such courage that I dare to come here alone? Why, are you not afraid that I will harm you?"

Li Yuan, who had his back to Li Shimin, spoke indifferently, sounding cold and heartless...

Who would have thought that this was the tone in which a father spoke to his son.

"How can I be so brave? I just believe that my father will not do this..."

"Oh, you, Li Shimin, don't have the guts. There is no brave person in the world. When you rushed into Da'an Palace from Xuanwu Gate, you are so submissive now -"

"Father..."

Li Shimin had raised his head, listening to these words, but unable to respond.

Seeing that Li Shimin was silent, Li Yuan stood up gently.

Step forward directly in the direction of Mingxin Lake.

The lake has long been frozen, and even though there is a slight friction sound when you step on it, it is still very solid.

Li Shimin groaned and followed directly...

On the ice...

Li Yuan moved forward, and Li Shimin followed behind.

Neither father nor son said anything...

Neither father nor son thought of speaking first...

Li Yuan's face was cold and solemn, and he faced the snowflakes with his hands behind his back, walking forward vigorously without stopping one step at a time.

Li Shimin frowned and clenched his fists. When he stepped on the ice, no one knew whether something would happen.

Every step forward brings you closer to the center of the lake...

With every step forward, Li Shimin could hear his heartbeat.

With every step forward, Li Shimin's fists became sweatier...

The father and son reached the center of the lake, and suddenly, Li Yuan stopped.

"Not bad, I didn't expect you to follow me..."

Li Shimin said nothing.

Li Yuan looked at Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin and a group of nervous-looking guards on the shore.

Leng Mu laughed quietly.

"hehe……"

"Erlang, we haven't seen each other for two years and seven months..."

This "Erlang" call directly made Li Shimin's eyes widen and his body trembled.

He quickly replied: "It has indeed been two years and seven months since I returned to my father--"

In fact, Li Shimin himself couldn't remember exactly how long it had been, but he was just following his father's words.

Li Shimin, who has been sitting on the dragon chair in the Tai Chi Palace for nearly three years and holds the imperial power in the world, at this moment, really looks like the son of a secular family.

Li Yuan looked at the desolate world of ice and snow and said slowly and deeply.

"Pei Ji came to the palace for the past two days because he was afraid that I would catch the cold. He told me some things outside, and then I realized that there were a lot of interesting things happening outside..."

"You, the emperor... have done better than me..."

This sentence seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, like Mount Tai, and hit Li Shimin's heart directly.

It made his nose sore and his heart was churning with unknown meaning.

"My son just did what a monarch should do, thank you father for your appreciation..."

"I heard from Rou'er that you found this?"

Li Yuan took out a pair of glasses from his arms. They were the reading glasses that Li Shimin had asked Li Lirou and several of his descendants to give to Li Yuan.

"Yes, Father, this is something I got by chance when I left the palace. It is very effective. Let Rou'er and the others send it to Father..."

Li Yuan slowly put his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, as if the world became clear at this moment.

He slowly turned around, and what he saw was Li Shimin, who was now much taller and stronger, and already had the domineering power of a monarch that was not inferior to that of him back then.

I didn't know what was going on in my heart, but in the end, I could only nodded in silence.

"I heard that girl Rou'er is engaged? I wonder who she belongs to?"

"Back to my father, the one who made the engagement with Rou'er... is a folk boy..."

Li Yuan raised his eyebrows fiercely and couldn't help but ask: "Folk boy?! What's going on?"

"Father..."

The father and son started chatting directly in the ice and snow. What they talked about was just common family matters.

No one brought the conversation to the court or Li Shimin's seizure of the throne for a moment!

In the distance, there is a marble stone fence by the lake.

Qin Qiong slowly relaxed his hand on the golden mace at his waist. Looking at the father and son who seemed to be negotiating in an orderly manner for a while, his spirit also relaxed.

This is the most reassuring thing...

It seems that the late emperor is slowly letting go of his hatred of killing his son in order to seize the throne.

Alas, who can explain this kind of thing clearly? After all, His Majesty is also his biological son.

Cheng Yaojin on the other side, seeing that the situation had relaxed, directly pressed his nostrils and said loudly and grandly.

"Hey, second brother, what do you think your majesty and his son are talking about? Isn't it possible that the late emperor is now seeking to settle accounts with your majesty? This is all a matter of rotten millet..."

After saying that, he threw two small black things into Mingxin Lake~

Qin Qiong, who was deep in thought, suddenly heard Cheng Yaojin yelling at the side, and his face turned dark. The good atmosphere was broken by you idiot.

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(End of chapter)