Tang Yin's body suddenly couldn't hold on anymore, and his condition began to deteriorate rapidly. Everything was as Zhu Hao expected, but when it really happened, Zhu Hao felt unwilling to do so.
But it seemed that Tang Yin didn't care too much about it, as if he had already seen everything about life.
"Don't tell outsiders. I don't want others to think that I, Tang, will be leaving soon. Don't even mention it to Concubine Ning. The most you can do is inform His Majesty. You can even choose not to tell His Majesty."
The meaning behind Tang Yin's words was that he wanted to leave the world quietly and didn't want to trouble too many people.
Zhu Hao nodded: "I understand."
There is no overly sad expression, because Tang Yin is far from the point where he will die tomorrow, and he can still receive diagnosis and treatment, although the meaning is only to let Tang Yin live a few more days.
"After the ceremony, the court will have to be supported by you alone from now on. When you can no longer hold on, I would like to advise you... it is better to go into seclusion as soon as possible than to stay in the court and quarrel with others."
If Tang Yin said this before, Zhu Hao would not listen.
I am young and vigorous, why should I listen to you, an old and impoverished person who wants to retire to the countryside?
But now what Tang Yin said, Zhu Hao would not argue anymore. Instead, he felt that it made some sense. Perhaps this was the experience Tang Yin had summed up after experiencing ups and downs in his life. Tang Yin sincerely warned him that just because of this friendship
This left Zhu Hao with no reason to refute.
"Okay, that's all. If you have a way, make the group of people blocking the door of my house disappear. Otherwise, just let them stay. I won't see them anyway! Don't ask me to ask for mercy or anything like that.
It’s really beyond my power!”
Tang Yin said, picking up a piece of drawing paper again and spreading it on the table, then leaned over and started grinding it, probably wanting to make a few more paintings.
At this moment, Tang Yin may feel that the most meaningful thing he can do while alive is to leave more calligraphy treasures to future generations. This is not bad for Zhu Hao, although because of his appearance, Tang Yin in his later years cannot
Then there is the poor scholar. With the material foundation, Tang Yin can study painting skills and become more proficient. If he keeps a few more paintings like this, he might become a family heirloom.
Of course, this is not something Zhu Hao cares about. After all, as a time traveler, he does not need to consider those issues for his descendants.
Zhu Hao came to the laboratory near the armor factory, asked his entourage to buy food and wine, and sat in the yard drinking alone.
No matter what he has experienced in the past, Zhu Hao can accept it calmly. His two life experiences have made him very mature. He even feels that Su Xigui is very similar to himself. All love affairs in this world can be summarized as a business.
He is just a businessman and a passer-by of history. There is no need to devote himself so fully.
This is also an important reason why he has been unwilling to consummate his marriage with Sun Lan. But now, Zhu Hao feels that he has been involved in some kind of emotion. For the first time, he has the urge to cry. This is the first time he has been in Daming for so many years.
, a feeling I have never had before.
"Even if I knew I was going to die, I wouldn't be able to cry. But for some reason, there were ripples in my heart because of Tang Yin, who was ignorant of current affairs. Alas!"
Zhu Hao put down his wine glass.
Not far away, Lou Suzhen appeared at the door of the courtyard with Ouyang Fei. Seeing Zhu Hao drinking, Lou Suzhen probably understood something, and waved her hand to let Ouyang Fei temporarily avoid it, while Lou Suzhen came over to sit down and pour wine for Zhu Hao.
"Why are you drinking here, sir? But something doesn't go well with you? Maybe I can help you find out more about it?"
Lou Suzhen always wants to show the image of a caring big sister, but for some reason she always gives Zhu Hao the feeling that she is too enthusiastic and even a little nosy.
You've managed your own affairs in a mess, why do you care what I think?
Zhu Hao said: "With so many things going on in the court, it's rare to find a quiet place to have a glass of wine. Isn't this okay?"
Lou Suzhen smiled and shook her head: "This is the master's territory. You can be wherever you want. I don't mean to disturb you. I just want to have a good talk with you about Miss Ouyang."
We still have to find a match between Zhu Hao and Ouyang Fei.
"Concubine Ning, I want to ask you something. Can you tell me the truth?" Zhu Hao said suddenly.
Lou Suzhen was very surprised.
Zhu Hao actually called her "Concubine Ning" to her face. You must know that it was a past she didn't want to mention. Zhu Hao himself knew this very well. Why did such a smart person suddenly mention this?
"After I came out of Jiangxi, I cut off all contact with my family and kept my name anonymous?" Lou Suzhen was so smart, she immediately guessed what Zhu Hao probably wanted to say.
Zhu Hao nodded: "Have you ever regretted it? Is it better to take a leap in Biyang Lake and travel to the fairyland from now on than to continue to suffer in the mortal world?"
"hehe."
Lou Suzhen pursed her lips and smiled and said, "Young Master is usually used to doing big things and never sticks to small details. How could you think of asking this today? There is no need to regret what you have experienced. No matter what you think in your heart, the result cannot be changed.
, isn’t it? Or is it that the Young Master feels that the matter of discussing etiquette between the DPRK and the Central Government has gone far beyond your expectations, and you want to stop now but you can’t? "
In Lou Suzhen's eyes, Zhu Hao is a rational person. To put it bluntly, he considers the pros and cons of everything and never acts emotionally.
Under such premise, Lou Suzhen took it for granted that Zhu Hao would not feel sorry for the people around him who were old, sick, and died, so naturally he would not think about Tang Yin.
Zhu Hao closed his eyes and seemed to be reminiscing: "Everyone is proposing rituals. Is the result really that important? This is something that should be experienced in the first place. I don't even bother to think about it!"
Lou Suzhen asked: "Such a big event is not worth mentioning in your heart?"
Zhu Haodao: "Compared with the changes of the Ming Dynasty, which allowed China to stand in the forest of the world and even dominate the world, what does a trivial matter like discussing etiquette mean?
"It's like, you always think that my goal is to be the Prime Minister and give orders to the officials, but even if I control the change of imperial power like Yang Jiefu, what will be the result? Is my goal just to stand on that tombstone standing on the bad loess?
Add a few words of praise to yourself?" Lou Suzhen said nothing more.
Although Lou Suzhen felt that she had extraordinary knowledge and could get a glimpse of Zhu Hao's state of mind, she also understood that she could never compare with Zhu Hao's ambitions.
That was a height she could not reach.
"That's it. Madam, go back early. I want to drink a few more glasses of wine. If I drink too much, find a place to fall asleep. When I wake up, everything will be as before."
What Zhu Hao meant was that today he should follow Tang Yin's example, indulge in fine wine, let himself get drunk, use wine to drown his sorrows, and then let himself look down upon the issues of life and death around him, and then go out to meet a new day.
After Lou Suzhen left, Zhu Hao really drank a lot of wine. When he was so drunk, he actually fell asleep. When he fell asleep hazily, he seemed to be dreaming, and he seemed to be experiencing something personally. That feeling
Very real.
In this dream, he returned to modern times, to the world of bustling traffic. Everything around him was so familiar, the spacious streets, and the bustling crowds. Looking at the towering buildings, there was a voice lingering in his ears:
"Jingdao, where is this? Why am I here?"
It seemed that Zhu Si had also returned to the 21st century with him. Zhu Hao was surprised to find that his illness was suddenly cured. He no longer had to be bedridden and could enjoy life with peace of mind.
Zhu Si still wore a crown and was dressed like an emperor, but in the eyes of outsiders, he was just a behaviorist.
"This is where I live. I went to your world, and now it's your turn to come to mine." Zhu Hao explained to Zhu Si.
Zhu Si said like crazy: "No, you have to lead my troops and conquer this place. I am the emperor! Even if this is the fairy world, I am the one with the most power!"
Zhu Si's voice was loud, and the paranoia of a young emperor was clearly displayed, as if everything must belong to him.
Zhu Hao is still awake in his dream. So what if you are the emperor?
You are just a mortal. Do you think you can be the emperor of Ming Dynasty, but still want to have everything in modern times? You should also feel the feeling of loss...
"Over there, you can be an emperor, but here you are just an ordinary person. If you can't live like an ordinary person,
If you can't adapt to it, then you might as well have never appeared in this world!
"Over there, I will do what you want, but in my world, I will only treat you as a friend and won't share anything with you! I want to live my life. As for your future path,
It’s up to you!”
The dream was very long. In his sleep, Zhu Hao returned to his previous life. As a doctoral tutor at a top 985 university, he participated in TV shows, accepted variety shows and endorsements, and fell in love with female celebrities. His life was busy and fulfilling.
But when he woke up, the sun shone on his face, and looking at the light coming from the window lattice, he felt that he had returned to the Ming Dynasty that he loved and hated at the same time.
"Sir, a change of clothes has been delivered. Do you want to go to court?" It was just dawn.
Ouyang Fei sent Zhu Hao's court uniform. Logically speaking, as the right minister of the Ministry of Etiquette, Zhu Hao basically had to go to court every day. This was his daily job. At this time, Zhu Hao waved his hand and said, "There is no need to go today.
, I want to sleep again."
He was still reminiscing about his life in the dream, eager to get back that feeling, but unfortunately everything went counterproductive. Let alone having the same dream again or continuing the dream, he couldn't even fall asleep.
But at this moment, Lou Suzhen's voice sounded from outside the house: "Sir, a guard in Jinyi came to send a message, saying that His Majesty has summoned you."
Zhu Hao wanted to continue lying down for a while, but he had to get up at this time. The way he got along with Zhu Si in the dream did not exist at all. In this world, Zhu Si was the emperor, and as a minister, he had to be at his/her call.
arrive.
With the help of Ouyang Fei, when he tidied up his clothes and walked out of the yard, he found that the yard was full of snow.
It turned out that it snowed heavily in the middle of the night last night.
It was also a rare night when he had a "sweet dream". When he thought that in the dream, he could talk to Zhu Si as a friend and not even treat Zhu Si as an emperor, he felt that that was what he should do.
the goal that is pursued.
Why should everything be for Zhu Si's benefit? To change the world, it is not the only way to support others as emperors. Everything should be controlled by oneself.