The bedroom was quiet, and the red sunlight shone through the window lattice on the west side, passing through the carved flowers on the bed. Yang Jian slowly woke up as he smelled the fragrance from the incense burner.

"His Majesty"

The closest servant who was guarding came forward holding a towel and gently wiped the emperor. The old man's eyes were a little cloudy. Hearing the creaking sound of the door opening, a figure reflected the sunshine shining in on the other side, strode in.

"Amo?"

"Your Majesty, it's Li Yuan."

"Uncle?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes hard, saw the person coming clearly, and smiled: "I almost regarded you and Amo as one. Where is he now?"

Li Yuan, who came in, gently closed the door and walked to the side of the dragon couch. Looking at his weak uncle on the couch, he felt a little confused. He lost his father since childhood and spent most of his time at Yang Jian's mansion. It was not an exaggeration to regard the old man as a father.

Li Yuan took a deep breath, dragged his armor and rubbed his arms and squatted down, approached the old man and whispered:

"Go back to Your Majesty, the prince is coming soon."

This morning, the deposed Prince Yang Yong had already spread in the palace. Even though there was no edict to appoint Yang Guang as the crown prince at this time, the emperor's oral orders during the morning court could have established the future position of the King of Jin.

Therefore, it is not abrupt that Li Yuan said that Yang Guang was the crown prince at this time.

‘Ahem~’

The bedroom was quiet for a while, and the silent old man on the dragon couch suddenly started to cough. The eunuch hurriedly picked up the spittoon. Li Yuan also stood on one side and reached out to pat his uncle's back.

"Ouch"

The eunuch kneeling on the ground holding the spittoon saw a circle of blood rising from the clear water at the bottom of the bowl. He screamed in fear. Realizing that something was wrong, he raised his hand and hurriedly covered his mouth. Li Yuan's eyes glared angrily and was about to pull out the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Uncle, forget it."

Yang Jian was unable to speak, and shook his palm at the eunuch again: "Go."

After the old man breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Li Yuan standing there and smiled: "You are so angry with a eunuch, and he exclaimed that he was a normal person."

"Your Majesty is right."

On the other side, Li Yuan inserted the hilt of the tiger-headed sword back into the sheath, reached out to support the old man and sat down to the head of the bed, and the latter continued to smile.

"Don't let Your Majesty, you're surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs, and there are no ministers. Today you call me my uncle."

"uncle."

Since Yang Jian ascended to Dabao, Li Yuan hasn't called this title for a long time. The originally familiar words were gently called out from his mouth, and his voice was trembling.

"His Majesty!"

At this time, the voice of an eunuch outside the hall gate sounded: "The prince is here."

"Let him in."

Yang Jian patted the nephew's hand beside him: "You grow up with Amo. In the future, help him more. If you can't listen to the advice, find a place where no one is to catch him up, and treat it as a fight for me."

As he spoke, the hall door opened again, Yang Guang, who was dressed in regular clothes, had tears on his face. As soon as he came in, he rushed to the bed and knelt on the ground.

"Father, son minister is here."

"It's time to come and do something on your knees." Yang Jian asked him to get up and pointed at Li Yuan beside him, "I just talked to Shude about you, and your cousins ​​will help each other in the future."

Li Yuan and Yang Guang are a little different in age, but they are also considered to have grown up in the same yard. The former often plays the role of a brother, and often buys Yang Guang some street snacks from outside.

The two cousins ​​standing in front of the bed looked at each other, and more or less recalled some of the scenes of childhood, and raised their hands at the old man on the bed.

"My son (my son) will definitely work hand in hand with his cousin (comrade)!"

Yang Jian looked at them, smiled and nodded, and let out a sigh of relief. The three of them chatted for a while. After Li Yuan left the house, the father and son were left in the bedroom. The old man was silent for a while and said, "Is your brother and prince abolished for the morning of the morning. Do you feel guilty for your brother?"

Yang Guang, sitting on the edge of the bed, lowered his head slightly. At first he heard this, he was very surprised. In terms of talent, his brother, as the prince, was quite conscientious in his throne. At least he had never done anything bad, which made people disappointed. He was a little bit of love to drink and gathered with literati and elegant guests to recite poems and paintings.

"Actually, my son doesn't hate anyone or like anyone."

As if he saw Yang Guang’s thoughts, Yang Jian did not say it outright, and reached out to pat his son’s back, looking at the closed hall gate there.

"But I don't like his hobbies, that's not what the emperor should have. Amo, you must remember that as an emperor, you must not have too much preference for anything. Women, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, punishment, power and tricks, you will be addicted to it, and will breed villains who use these things to please you, which will damage your virtue, dirty your heart, and blind your eyes. Don't think that being a father exaggerates things, and once it happens, you will regret it."

The old man spoke every word very slowly, but he also had the power to teach the successor in front of him.

"Amo, you have to remember that you can no longer be a singular character after becoming an emperor, but I am relieved that with the help of the national teacher, you should be able to restrain one or two. However, you must remember that you cannot trust too much. There is also Duke Yue, who cannot trust you. He is very rewarded and has great power. When he is here, he can suppress him. He obeys the father, but once he is away, his ambition will grow. Whether he can suppress it depends on your ability."

Born in the imperial family, Yang Guang knew a little about these things, but when he heard what his father said with his own ears, his face was a little surprised, "The national teacher is gentle, so he should not be able to do so. But Duke Yue came out of life and death with his father, and he could not trust him?"

"hehe."

Yang Jian smiled, waved his hand, raised his hand with difficulty, and pointed to the dragon robe that was spread out on the frame hanging in the corner: "Because it's the emperor."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief as his hands dropped down and landed on the side of the silk quilt.

"I still have a lot of things I haven't done. Only the Grand Canal I have planned in my mind can be determined. These things that benefit the country and the people, and establish a foundation for a hundred generations must be handed over to you. You must do it well, but don't rush it, it will consume people's strength, and it can be completed in your lifetime."

"Yes, my son has recorded it."

Yang Guang bowed his hand and shook his hand against the old man leaning against the bed: "What my father wants to say, I can't finish it all day and night, I'm a little sleepy. Go out and take good care of your mother. In fact, she has lived a hard work and labor more than an ordinary woman in this life. I still have to lose to her."

The words with phlegm gradually stopped, and the old man gradually fell asleep against the wooden pillow. Yang Guang covered him with a quilt and bowed and quietly left the hall. Outside, in the red glow, all the civil and military officials were neatly dressed and had already been waiting here.

The sunset is setting.

Birds flew over the city tower, outside the east city gate of Chang'an, and the soldiers entering and leaving the city gate looked at the sky, isolated the people and merchants who still wanted to enter and exit. The moment they closed the city gate, a ray of smoke and dust came quickly along the official road, scaring the soldiers on the city tower to ring the bells and drums.

Oh, huh

A donkey screamed and the smoke and dust rolled over to one side, revealing a scholar in blue and white robe. He turned over and there was a Taoist priest behind him, covering his mouth and stumbled off the donkey's back. He pushed open the small door and jumped off a big toad, squatting on the side of the road with the Taoist squatting on the roadside, vomiting.

"National Teacher"

The sharp-eyed soldier recognized who the scholar riding a donkey was, ran to the other wall and roared down: "Open the city gate, the national savage is going to enter the city!"

Boom ~

More than a dozen soldiers pulled, and the winch turned, slowly opened the city gate and moaned heavily. Lu Liangsheng called the Taoist and the master who were wiping their mouths. In the curious sight of the soldiers on both sides, he stepped into the city and went to the imperial city without stopping for a moment.

It was dark and the palace was brightly lit.

The sleepy old man woke up again and saw the woman sitting on the edge of the bed with red eyes. He reached out and shaved her eyes.

"Queen, when is it now?"

"Just reaching Xu hour."

"I slept for three hours without knowing it, and I felt like I hadn't had enough sleep yet."

Yang Jian still had a smile on his face, wiped the tears on his wife's cheek, and said a few jokes, looking at the palace gate, and there was no sound outside.

"Queen, is the national tutor back?"

"I'm back, on the way."

Dugu Jialuo actually didn't know whether Yang Su had found Lu Liangsheng. At the moment, he could only comfort her husband like this. As soon as he finished speaking, a voice sounded outside.

"Your Majesty, Lu Liangsheng is back."

The words seemed to blow into the closed doors and windows like a spring breeze, which suddenly made the old man feel refreshed, and a red tide appeared on his face. He could sit up without the support of the queen.

"National Master, come in quickly!"

The old man called out loudly.

The woman next to her looked confused, and she looked around and her heart pounded because she didn't hear any sound at all.
Chapter completed!