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Chapter 1055 The pain of losing sight

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    At this time, Huang Mingyuan had no idea what to do.

    Huang Mingyuan left the back hall in a state of despair, and came to the steps outside the hall alone, despite the hall being filled with panic and crying.

    Huang Mingyuan sat casually on the steps, and finally couldn't help the grief in his heart, and started to cry.  Brother Zhao, how can you die? How can I convince myself to save Sui Dynasty after you die?

    Over the years, Huang Mingyuan knew that the future of the Sui Dynasty would be chaotic and disputes would continue. Huang Mingyuan himself was constantly preparing for the coming troubled times.  But Huang Mingyuan can pat his chest and tell anyone that he has never done anything against his conscience in order to speed up the arrival of that era. Although he has also dreamed of becoming the emperor, he has never deliberately speeded up in order to gain the world.  The collapse of the Sui Dynasty.

    Although there is an unchanging original intention for all people in the world, there is also an emotional fetter for Yang Qing'er, Yang Zhao and Yang Guang.

    But then Yang Qing'er got married, and Yang Guang became less and less familiar to him. Only Yang Zhao had always given him enough faith.  In Huang Mingyuan's heart, even if he were the emperor, he would not do better than Yang Zhao.

    But when Yang Zhao died, the strongest pillar in his heart collapsed.  Huang Mingyuan didn't know what the future would be like, but maybe Da Sui really had no chance.

    At three-thirty in the morning, the Luoyang night was vast and vast.  In this watery night, all Huang Mingyuan's thoughts sank to the bottom of the water.

    Huang Mingyuan didn¡¯t know how long he had been sitting here. It might have been a moment, an hour, or an instant.

    At this time, a person was sitting next to Huang Mingyuan. Huang Mingyuan did not raise his head, but he knew that it was Yang Guang who came.

    "Zhao'er was very close to me when he was a child, just like you and Wei Yang. But later on, he often stayed with the late emperor and spent less time with us. Later, when he grew up, he became more and more mature, and he was not at all like me.  It¡¯s not like that, we are no longer so close to his mother-in-law and me.

    Later, I wanted to compete with my eldest brother for the crown prince position, but Zhaoer objected and persuaded me many times in private. He did not feel that he would be the prince if I won, but sympathized with my eldest brother.  At that time, I felt that this son was a little unreasonable. Others may not understand me, but as my eldest son, how can you not understand me.  I thought that he was still young and ignorant at the time, and that he would naturally change over time. However, he later turned out to be very pedantic, and he didn't look like my son at all.

    Later, he suddenly became famous, even more powerful than his father. He became the emperor's favorite grandson, was named the emperor's grandson, and might even directly inherit the throne.

    I was also panicked at that time. I didn¡¯t know when this son suddenly became so powerful.  But to my surprise, this son is really pedantic. He would rather die than compete with me for position, just because he is my son.  "

    As Yang Guang talked, tears couldn¡¯t stop flowing down.

    "My son is pedantic. He doesn't know how many people turned against father and son, and killed brothers for the sake of the throne of emperor. Just because he is my son, he lost the position that was easily available to him.

    I ascended the throne, but he was still like that, constantly telling me that this was not okay, that was not okay, the people were wasted here, and the money was wasted there. He didn't know that I was his father. I didn't want him to follow me.  Am I playing devil's advocate and he can't just say 'Aye did a good job'?  I thought that in this case, you should go back to Chang'an. We won't get tired of each other until we see each other. He begged me not to go back, but I didn't agree.  But I just want him to admit his mistake and say that he won¡¯t go against Aye anymore, but he doesn¡¯t understand why.  "

    Yang Guang was also grief-stricken at this time and burst into tears.

    "Zhao'er, my son, what should I do if you go to Aye?"

    At this time, Yang Guang is no longer the overlord who controls the world and is powerful all over the world, but is just a father who has lost his beloved son.

    Huang Mingyuan on the side did not speak or even avoid.  At least now, I am still being pampered.  Moreover, having more contact with Yang Guang on personal matters may also deepen the emotional bond between the two parties.

    After an unknown amount of time, Yang Guang vented his feelings and became much more relaxed.

    Yang Guang is the emperor after all. No matter how emotional he is, he will not chatter like an ordinary person.  In fact, if Yang Guang hadn't been so sad today, he wouldn't have cried like this.

    Huang Mingyuan is actually very willing to believe that monarchs throughout the ages were sincere when making promises to their ministers. For example, when Zhu Yuanzhang named a meritorious minister, the result may be different from what the emperor promised. In fact, it is not that the emperor is hypocritical, but that the emperor is fickle.  They can switch identities freely without appearing inconsistent.  In the same way, he will love you more when he loves you, and hate you more when he hates you, even leaving no room for you.??.

    Soon Yang Guang completed the transformation from loving father to emperor.

    Yang Guang took the handkerchief from Huang Mingyuan's hand, wiped his face and said, "Make Mingyuan smile."

    "The saint is worried too much. There is no father who would not be like the saint. And what the saint has to bear is much more than what Mingyuan has to bear."

    Yang Guang was speechless after hearing this, and did not continue the conversation. Instead, he changed the topic and said, "Today, Mingyuan said that his eldest son, Wei Yang, would be a companion to Brother Ji, and that he would invite Princess Shang to his second son. Isn't it a joke?"

    Huang Mingyuan said with a very calm face: "I have already said this in front of everyone in the world, how can I go back on my words?"

    Yang Guang looked at Huang Mingyuan and asked: "But at the end of the year before last, Mingyuan told me that he didn't want to be the second Gao Jiong and only wanted to be a pure minister. Why did he have to tie himself to death in the prince's lineage now?  Is it in the car?"

    Huang Mingyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Sage, where is the chariot of the prince's lineage? Brother Zhao is dead, and everything has fallen apart. I shouldn't be in charge of it, but can I? Brother Zhao and I have been together for so many years.  Feeling like brothers and sisters, he left happily, leaving behind orphans and widows. What should I do? The sage thought that with King Qi¡¯s character and hatred for Brother Zhao, if the sage came to the throne a hundred years later, King Qi would be able to tolerate Zhao.  Brother¡¯s heir?¡±

    "Presumptuous!"

    Yang Guang stared into Huang Mingyuan's eyes. The two looked at each other, but Huang Mingyuan did not retreat at all.

    In the end, Yang Guang actually gave in.

    Huang Mingyuan stood up, knelt down, and said to Yang Guang: "Your Majesty, I hope you will think carefully and make no mistake. If you establish King Qi, the Zhaoge lineage will not exist; if you establish Jige brothers, although King Qi will not be prominent,  But there will be prosperity and peace for generations to come. Although brother Ji is young today, the saint is in his prime in the spring and autumn. When the saint reaches sixty or seventy years old, brother Ji will be an adult by then. With the guidance of the saint himself, can't he teach the next brother Zhao?  ? I know the King of Qi, and the sage also knows the King of Qi. Why do I have to use the character and ability of the King of Qi to gamble on the stability of the Sui Dynasty? "

    After speaking, Huang Mingyuan kowtowed heavily.

    Yang Guang looked at Huang Mingyuan, sighed, and finally said nothing, waving his hand to let Huang Mingyuan leave.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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