Feelings of Heaven and Earth(150)

Han Zongmin looked at the knife in his nephew's hand and sweat dropped from his head.

It was very difficult for him to speak, but he still said: "No... I already know I was wrong! Aren't you always in the house? If not... how could I leave the house?"

Han Siyuan chuckled, and then asked: "What's going on with your nine sworn brothers?"

What's going on?

"They are from all over the world. How did you select and make friends with them?" There is no rule at all. "Moreover, this is not a random encounter. You deliberately made friends with them. Uncle, what's the reason? What's so special about them?

Do you have any contact with them? For example, Qian Liu, he is a private salt dealer. If you want to provide salt to the southwest, wouldn't you first find out who is stronger and make more comparisons? Why just go to him directly?

Falling in love with Qian Liu? Before that, you didn’t even know what Qian Liu did!”

Very strange! Perhaps it was because Han Zongmin was still young at that time, had little experience, had few available people, and was not thorough enough, so the attentive Guo Wei discovered the clues.

According to Guo Wei, Han Zongmin initially asked people to ask around for a man named Qian Liu, instead of asking about private salt dealers. Among them, there happened to be a Qian Liu who was more temperamental.

This is very strange!

What is so special about this person? How did he know that this person was special?

Han Zongmin took a deep breath, just for this reason, "I just happened to hear such a name in a wine shop..."

Before he finished speaking, the dagger came over and was placed on his neck. He felt a slight pain in his neck and something flowed out.

Han Siyuan stretched out his other hand and touched his neck to show him.

There is blood on the fingers!

Han Zongmin felt an excruciating pain at that time, and he was afraid that it would kill him if he felt it even more deeply. He hurriedly said: "I say! I say!"

explain!

Han Zongmin said: "When I was young... when I was still young... there was no Da Chen at that time... your grandfather was accompanying Taizu to conquer the world... At that time, it was spread everywhere that Taizu was a god.

Coming into the world...At that time, your father and I didn't see your grandfather very often...That is to say, in the winter of that year, the snow was extremely heavy. The roads were blocked and we couldn't go out to fight, so we saw a little more. But my father mostly

In the Marshal's Mansion at that time... Your father and I were often taken to the Marshal's Mansion to play... That day, in addition to your father and I, there were two brothers from the Lin family, the eldest princess, the Holy Emperor and the late Emperor.

... Your third uncle and the late emperor of the Lin family were a little younger. They got tired after playing half way, so they were taken to sleep by the eldest aunt... who was later the empress dowager. I, Lin Keqin, the eldest princess, and the emperor, we

Playing hide and seek...

That day, I hid in Taizu's study, hiding under the curtains. It was dark inside and the ground was warm. I fell asleep... When I woke up again, there was only a flame in the charcoal basin in the study.

It seemed like someone was burning something and left in a hurry... I wanted to see if some of the servants were secretly burning uncle's things... I went over and picked up two pieces of paper from the brazier. There weren't many names on them, just

So many... I originally hid it to coax other people to play with it, saying it was a heavenly book or something... It was just a small thing, just out of curiosity... Anyway, I left two pieces of paper... But after I went out, next to the uncle

His entourage said, 'Little ancestor, why did you go to the Marshal's study? No one is allowed to go to the Marshal's study except the mistress and the second and third masters...'

Only then did I know that it must not be a useless thing that the servants burned. On the contrary, it must be very important. Just like my father would burn every time he received a letter from his uncle, because it was too important to remember it.

Then it was burned in my mind. I didn’t dare to say anything, so I kept it. But later, I discovered that the ministers in the dynasty rarely matched the list on the fragment I got... It was only occasionally, because

When someone from the Southwest tribe was buying salt privately, I heard a similar name. As you know, the accent in the Southwest is very different from that in the Central Plains. I'm not sure about the pronunciation they pronounce... That's why I asked people to look for it. Sure enough, it's called

I found Qian Liu... and this name, this person is indeed there! I'm afraid you don't know, Qian Liu and your grandfather are actually about the same age... Many of the names in it are about the same age as Taizu. I found it later

They are all just their descendants... There are just a few special ones. The person I am looking for is obviously very young. I suspect that I have not found the right person. Like Guo Wei, like Liu Zhiyuan... After all, there are too many people with the same name in the world.

It’s not necessarily the case that the one I’m looking for has died a long time ago.”

Why must we find these people?

"Taizu killed a lot of people back then, and the killings were inexplicable. This was completely different from his later lenient policies! There must be a reason for this! The only thing I can think of is...the people he killed were all Taizu

Those who felt that they were a threat to him and the world. The list that was burned was probably... Taizu gave up killing after careful consideration! Does that mean that these people are actually capable people?

"

So that’s it, “Is it because I found out that the people on the list really exist…that I became ambitious?”

yes!

"Then do you know that Taizu burned the list and just pretended that these people did not exist, and then the world would be peaceful! If you dig out the people again and deliberately make friends, not only will you become ambitious, but you will also release their ambitions.

Ambition! Do you know what they will do once they sense danger? You also know that they have people around the same age as your grandfather. So with your age and status, who would be willing to befriend you? "

Han Zongmin laughed out loud, "Cao Cao once said, if there is no one in the world, I don't know how many people will be called emperors and how many people will be called kings. After the death of Taizu, the capable ones intend to call themselves emperors and kings. What's wrong with that?

?Yes! The world has a great leader. When he was alive, no one dared. But he is gone! He has no son to inherit the throne, the court is uneasy, the world is in turmoil, and he has some thoughts of proclaiming himself king and emperor. What's wrong? If not

Link Yong wakes up, and the Holy One and your father can free their hands... Otherwise, the Holy One will always owe the two old princes an explanation! They will be tied up in the northwest and southwest. As long as the Central Plains is in turmoil, who says I have no chance?

?Looking back now, it seems that I was stupid! But in fact? If you go through it from the beginning, you will find that there is a chance! It was just a little bit...it was really just a little bit...Emperors in ancient times were not perfect.

, compared with them, am I any worse? If God is willing to give me a chance, I may not be able to accomplish anything. I didn’t lose to people, I lost to the time of heaven.

In fact, to this day, I still can’t figure it out! Why? Why can a living dead person who has been lying down for more than ten years wake up? He even wakes up as soon as he wakes up, with almost no impact at all? To tell you the truth, I checked everything

In the medical books, I was surprised to find no such case.

Where did things go bad? It started after Link woke up! This is simply inexplicable! The damn ones came back to life, so everything has changed. Imagine if Link and his daughter died

What would happen? Just imagine, what if Emperor Wu Zhao’s legitimate son, the current prince, had died of injuries and a high fever back then? If they all died like this, what would the Holy Father have to explain to your grandfather and the others? What would he have to do?

Account to the world?"

Han Siyuan stabbed his shoulder with a dagger: "Do you have any contact with the Zhao family?"

What does this mean?

Han Siyuan stared into his eyes, "Who told you that Silang almost died from a high fever?"

Han Zongmin was stunned for a moment, ignoring the pain on his shoulder, and just looked at his nephew with complicated eyes.

Han Siyuan sneered, "Of course you had contact with the Zhao family on the surface back then. Therefore, Guo Wei never said that you had anything to do with the Zhao family. But apart from the involvement on the surface, what about secretly? Secretly! Shiro was injured.

There are many people who know about this matter. But the fever persists and almost kills me. This is sealed! Where did you know about it? "

Han Zongmin tightened his lips and said nothing!

Han Siyuan used the dagger, and the other party groaned. He raised his hand, and the knife struck the other shoulder with luck. The knife stirred the opponent's flesh and blood, and the other party groaned in pain, and his teeth

They fought up and down but didn't make a sound.

His heart sank little by little, "I believe now that the injury on your arm was caused by you yourself! Everyone thought you were weak, timid, and cowardly, but I didn't expect that you could still be so tough.

.But the more stubborn you are and the more you say nothing...the more it shows that you are deeply involved! Very, very deeply..."

Before he finished speaking, the door was kicked open from the outside.

Han Siyuan's face was splattered with blood, and his hand was still holding on to the dagger. The dagger was still stuck in Han Zongmin's shoulder. The two of them were very close, and now they both turned to look at the door.

His face turned pale at this sight.

Standing outside is the old prince.

Han Siyuan quickly withdrew his hand and knelt down with a thud. He kept kowtowing, telling his grandfather that seeing this scene, he deserved death! It was the greatest cruelty for an old man to see his descendants killing each other.

Why did you go through so much trouble to bring the person out? You just didn’t want your grandfather to know!

His heart clenched, "My grandson deserves death!"

Han Maojie's voice was very calm and he just called his grandson: "Get up."

Han Siyuan stood up and supported Han Maojie: "Grandpa, please go back! Leave this place to your grandson."

Han Maojie shook his head and just looked at his son: "Is what your nephew said true?"

Han Zongmin's tears suddenly fell down, "When my son was young, it was really an accident that he got that piece of paper! When my son grew up, the court was in chaos. I didn't think there was anything wrong with my ambition! But later... later

Time has not given me, and I have already stopped. I am also afraid of those sworn people who come to make trouble, so I ask Xiangye to associate with them. This is the peace of mind! Some of them are already old, and some are just young people.

I didn’t find anything extraordinary about you...I knew I was wrong!”

Han Maojie asked him: "What's going on with the Zhao family? Why don't you tell the truth?"

"The Zhao family hopes that we will support Taizu's bloodline. I have a position on this matter. Is it wrong?"

So, your nephew is right about you! Are you involved in many things happening in the Zhao family?

Han Zongmin said nothing and acquiesced!

"After returning to Beijing, have you still contacted the eldest princess?" Han Zongmin's lips twitched a few times, then fell silent again.

Han Maojie turned his face, looked up at the Buddha, and asked, "What else is there?"

"The Zhao family has two orphans, and they were entrusted to their son! The son raised them in the Yi village. The two children are still young..."

That's all?

Yes! That’s it.

Han Maojie clasped his hands together and looked at the intertwined light and shadow of the Buddha statue against the backdrop of the torch. After a long time, he turned around and personally untied the rope for Han Zongmin. Han Zongmin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly knelt down: "Father!"

Han Maojie slowly took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and said, "It hurts! This is painkiller."

Han Zongmin was stunned when he received it. He looked at his father in astonishment.

My father had turned around, slowly knelt on the futon, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.
To be continued...