Zhurou

Chapter 216 Sleep peacefully

Duan made Zhao Mingzhi feel sad hearing these words.

She reached out to hold Zhao Hong's shoulder, only to feel a thin piece of it in her palm. Even through the heavy dress that she had not yet had time to take off, the touch of the rugged frame was still clear. She couldn't help but say to him: "If you hadn't come in time today, , the capital will surely fall, and the whole city will be destroyed in a matter of seconds.”

"How long have you been on the throne? There has always been no one in your hands, no soldiers to use, everyone has their own positions, and they are always contrary to you. Even so, you can still resist the wishes of the officials of the two governments and make your own decision to go north. In the end, The consequences can be achieved, but the difficulty is difficult to explain to others except you - even my sister can only imagine it and cannot truly understand that it is extremely powerful to act like this. "

"You are so capable, no matter who sees it - even if my parents are still here, they will only be proud. Where does the 'wrong thing' statement come from?"

She whispered: "I know you have the people in your heart..."

Zhao Hong laid his head on Zhao Mingzhi, but did not shed tears. After a while, he said: "Sister, I thought about it many times on the road. I can go to the capital with all my heart that day. In fact, the most important thing is sister. If sister is not here, I will I’m not alive anymore, although I do think about the people in the north, but..."

He was quiet for a few breaths and then said: "I have such selfish motives. I only care about my own relatives and don't remember the people of the world. Does it mean that I am not worthy of being an emperor?"

Zhao Mingzhi was silent for a moment.

My younger brother has been taught to be strict with himself and to be lenient towards others since he was a child.

These qualities are naturally excellent for ordinary people, but their current status and situation are unpredictable.

He always puts the responsibility on himself. How much can he support with such thin shoulders? How long can he support it?

But logically speaking, the emperor should bear the responsibility for this.

Zhao Mingzhi didn't want to treat him as an emperor, at least tonight, she just wanted him to be a child who didn't have to think too much.

She cheered up and asked seriously: "Isn't Sister a commoner?"

Zhao Hong straightened up in confusion.

Zhao Mingzhi said: "The emperor is also a human being. He has relatives in heaven and earth, as well as teachers. The principle of filial piety and brotherhood is the family relationship. If family relationships can be thrown aside, what kind of emperor would he be without humanity? How can he understand the sufferings and desires of the people? ?”

"When life and death are at stake, if you don't remember my sister, and only value everyone else more than my sister, and think about other people and things beforehand, I will cry in the middle of the night, and no one will care..."

Zhao Hong hurriedly looked up and saw that Zhao Mingzhi's eyes were slightly red - but the color had not faded when she shed tears before. However, he couldn't think of it at the moment. He just thought that she heard what he said at the moment and felt sad, so she shed tears. , so he hurriedly grabbed the handkerchief just now, wiped the corners of her eyes again, and said in a panic: "I have always thought like this, it's just that during the banquet, there is always a gentleman who talks and talks, and talks. He said, "Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it." He told me to always be vigilant. He also said, "The world under heaven is not the private property of one person." As an emperor, I should "rule the world for the people of the world." He also told me many things. Relatives and eunuchs interfered with politics, causing the destruction of the country..."

"According to what they said, what I did this time was to treat these many troops, money and materials as the exclusive possession of one person. In fact, 'the job of the master is just to judge the appearance.' During the time of the late emperor, he used it credulously and indiscriminately... …”

Zhao Hong furrowed his eyebrows tightly and pursed his lips as he continued: "As I listened, I always felt that it seemed to make sense and not make sense, but I couldn't explain it to them..."

It had been less than half an hour since the two siblings sat down to talk. Zhao Hong had already mentioned several times that he could not speak to everyone in the Taige.

Zhao Mingzhi did not ask who said these words. She was not personally present, but thinking about the character and behavior of Yang Ting and others, she could probably guess what these ministers would instill in the little emperor every time they had a banquet. What, and what will be said.

After being nurtured in this way for several months, Zhao Hong already knew right from wrong, was kind-hearted and sensible, and was used to self-discipline. It was not surprising that he was struggling with the so-called "emperor's rules" in his heart at this time.

But the emperor is also a human being.

Who has the final say on how to be the emperor and how to judge the merits and demerits?

Zhao Mingzhi only read a little scripture and knew a little about theory, and he could have his own ideas. However, these ministers who were well-read in poetry and rich in economics had almost all been in the local government for ten or even decades. , make the most of the rules and gain the most. At this time, facing the young emperor, he does it according to the strictest rules, rounding and flattening them.

No one on the left or the right can judge which one is fair, then you teach your emperor, I will look at my brother.

Zhao Mingzhi had no intention of going against the grain of the ministers, but he couldn't let Zhao Hong be treated like a glutinous rice dumpling at a young age.

She asked: "Since water can carry a boat, it can also overturn a boat, and it governs the world for the people of the world. How come it is not the emperor who shares the world with the people, but the duty of the ruler is to judge the appearance of the people?"

Zhao Hong thought about it carefully for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was about to continue on with the matter, when Zhao Mingzhi pointed it out, but he changed his mind and said: "Everyone has his own selfish motives, just like you think of my sister first, Previously, all the gentlemen also had parents, brothers and sisters in their hearts, and even more so..."

"My sister is also a human being. What she said is also due to her limited knowledge and narrow knowledge. She has a bias in her heart. Naturally, there are many fallacies. People should be able to distinguish between good and bad, good and evil. They cannot just look at the distance, the near and the distance. The so-called choice Take the essence and get rid of the dross - you are so smart, you must have already understood it in your heart, and there is no need for others to explain it. "

Zhao Hong was happy, but also a little stunned.

He whispered: "If I were really smart, I wouldn't be so stupid that I can't even speak to others..."

"Is there anything serious and important in the world that can be said?" Zhao Mingzhi said, "eloquence is naturally useful, but there is never anything perfect in the world, let alone an omnipotent person. Although you are young, what you have seen and understood has long been far from what it is. It is beyond the reach of ordinary people, let alone a person who is a king, if he can be quick in action but slow in speech, he will be much better than those who are boastful and talkative. "

There was no hint of pressure in Zhao Mingzhi's attitude or tone. Instead, it was mostly praise and encouragement. Zhao Hong was still young and had the affirmation of his most trustworthy sister. His heart that was originally high in the sky suddenly relaxed a lot. Although he knew that there were countless problems accumulating, But the whole person is no longer as worried as before.

As soon as a person relaxes, he will feel sleepy.

He was already young and weak, small and frail. He rushed all the way anxiously and irritably, rarely resting in the middle. He was already tired and exhausted. He was at the end of his strength. He was holding on. At this time, he was talking to Zhao Mingzhi. There were many questions. At one moment I was worried about my sister's physical condition, and at the next I was afraid that she would be bullied in Beijing. I just talked, bit by bit, my voice gradually weakened, nodding, my eyelids kept chattering, until Half of his body was leaning on the back seat, and the first one slowly leaned to the side, and fell asleep just like that.

When Zhao Mingzhi saw that his breathing was getting heavier, he stopped talking and rang the bell gently. Because he was afraid that he would wake people up if he moved too much, he simply moved his brother to the soft couch next to him along with several palace attendants.

It was already past midnight, and she was very sleepy. She returned to the palace to simply wash up. Although she knew that the chores were piled up, she no longer had the energy to take care of the rest. She couldn't even dry her hair. She was left with the two palaces. He wiped his hand with a dry towel, leaned half against the head of the bed, and fell asleep like this. It was as if I had only blinked for a moment, and when I was almost falling asleep, I suddenly heard someone calling in a low voice, with an urgent voice.

Zhao Mingzhi was sleepy and frightened. He subconsciously opened his eyes, only to see a palace attendant with an anxious face. As soon as he saw her waking up, he immediately threw himself on his knees on the ground and opened his mouth and said: "Your Highness, Your Highness! Your Majesty is in a dream!"

Zhao Mingzhi sat up suddenly, feeling that his whole body was awake, and without caring about anything else, he hurriedly tidied up and walked out.

She asked carefully along the way and found out that her brother had not slept very peacefully not long after she left. He screamed and cried several times in his sleep and couldn't wake up. He finally woke up, but he didn't dare to go back to sleep and only called others. I lit a candle, kept it up with my eyes open, and specifically told me to "sit alone for a while, and I'm not allowed to go to my sister and disturb her to sleep."

However, Zhao Hong didn't stay up for long and finally fell asleep again. This time, he had nightmares and cried and screamed again.

Seeing this, everyone no longer dared to wait, so they hurriedly came to report to Zhao Mingzhi.

Zhao Mingzhi arrived at the place and turned to the side hall. Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, he saw two stacked tables moved in front of and behind the couch, with two large candles burning on them, making the hall very bright.

When spring and summer meet, there are many mosquitoes. Zhao Mingzhi specially asked someone to find a small curtain to cover it. At this time, the curtain was wide open, and there was a person lying on his side on the soft couch with a pair of red eyes open - it was Zhao Hong. .

Hearing the movement at the door, he immediately tightened his grip on the thin blanket in his hand. His whole body was shocked, and he subconsciously stepped back. When he saw the face of the person clearly, he forced himself to stop his movements and called out urgently, "Sister!" .

Zhao Mingzhi turned his head and stepped back, quickly walked forward and sat on the edge of the soft couch, first went to touch his brother's forehead, but fortunately it was not hot, and then asked softly: "Did you have a nightmare? Why didn't you call sister over?" "

Zhao Hong shook his head hurriedly and whispered: "I'll just sit down for a while. Sister, I'm very tired. Go back and rest quickly."

But when he said this, he couldn't help but raise his head. His eyes were red under the candlelight, which was really pitiful.

Zhao Mingzhi was not in a hurry to answer, and just asked in a casual tone: "You came to Beijing from Caizhou and traveled all the way. Didn't you sleep well all the time?"

Zhao Hong nodded twice first, then shook his head again and said: "Before, I only cared about rushing. I was on the road day and night. Sometimes I encountered wars..."

He was only halfway through his words when he suddenly became quiet, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to be trying to be calm, but he was unwilling to speak again.

Children who are ignorant always cause people to worry, but children who are too sensible are even more worrying.

When he mentioned the word war, Zhao Mingzhi immediately reacted even though he didn't point it out.

She asked: "This is your first time to go into battle in person. There are no eyes for swords and arrows on the battlefield, and there are casualties all over the place. Even a strong man, a brave man, and a person who has been trained for a long time can't bear it completely. Are you always dreaming randomly at night, and are you scared?"

When she traveled west to Jingzhao Mansion, she also encountered an unswept battlefield. She saw severed bodies and limbs, organs, bones and blood everywhere. She could hardly sleep at night, not to mention that her younger brother was already timid and weak, and lacked the spirit of a child?

"I saw that other people didn't react at all when they saw the appearance on the roadside. I'm afraid I'm just too timid..." Upon hearing this, Zhao Hong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, no longer holding on, and finally told the reason for his nightmare.

It turned out that when he was fighting, he saw arrows coming from all directions from the front, back, left, and right countless times. Although they were all blocked midway in the end, he was so frightened in his heart that he couldn't calm down at all.

In addition, there were countless screams, the sound of weapons, the sound of attacks, the sound of artillery fire, and the tragic sights all over the place. The scene often reappeared in my dreams at night, and I couldn't extricate myself.

What you think about every day, what you dream about every night, who can control what your brain thinks about?

Even Zhao Mingzhi himself, to this day, is often awakened by nightmares.

"Waiting for Doctor Liu to come..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Zhao Hong shaking his head and waving his hands: "Sister, I used to take a lot of medicine, but it didn't work very well. I took medicine in the morning and didn't even want to eat all day long. I have to wake up two or three times at night...can you stop eating?"

Zhao Mingzhi hesitated for a moment and stopped pursuing the matter. He just lit another small candle and blew out the big candle. He found another chair and sat beside the couch, resting his fingers half on Zhao Hong's body. On my arms, I looked for some unimportant things to mention.

For example, when I first arrived in the capital, the palaces were in dilapidated condition, and many palaces had no roofs, so everyone had to squeeze into a few rooms. However, when it rained, the roofs often leaked, so I had to use basins to catch the rainwater; Sometimes at night, the rat hit the ground and crawled over the insteps of people. It was not afraid of people at all, and the people were so frightened that they squeaked and screamed with the rat. In the end, they even raised dogs to catch them. Besides, when I went to farm outside the city, I saw tadpoles swimming in the fields. It was swimming back and forth, and I wanted to catch it and raise it for him to watch, but I just couldn't catch it with my eyes and hands...

As expected, Zhao Hong listened quickly and even asked questions from time to time.

He wanted to know what the dog looked like. He was still in the palace right now. Could he hold it and pet it tomorrow morning? He also wanted to find a day to catch tadpoles with Zhao Mingzhi. He was also worried that it was raining heavily. Did his sister get wet? Wet, did you catch a cold?

A child's brain is only so big. After thinking about this, there is no time to think about other things. The two chatted endlessly for a long time, talking about small things in their parents' lives. Zhao Hong finally relaxed slowly and slowly squinted his eyes and fell asleep again. past.

This time, Zhao Mingzhi did not leave, but rested on his elbows and closed his eyes for a nap. He would look at Zhao Hong from time to time, fearing that he would wake up again.

When the latter fell asleep, he held Zhao Mingzhi's sleeve with his hand and never let go.

Zhao Mingzhi was actually extremely sleepy. He only had things on his mind and never slept well.

Her eyes and ears were very sharp, and while she was half asleep and half awake, she could only feel the sound of voices outside the palace. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the candle beside the couch had been burned to the end. Her brother was breathing evenly, as if he was sleeping soundly, so he did not take away his hand. The sleeves only belled lightly.

After a while, the palace door opened with a creak from the outside, and a person crept in.