Xiang Yuanqi walked towards the secret passage behind the bookshelf. After taking two steps, he turned his head again: "Remember to bring your mother with me."

Liu Xiu laughed. He thought his father was still ignoring his mother's life or death. After hearing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, he said nothing, but just responded lightly: "I understand."

Xiang Yuanqi turned his head, glanced at him, and disappeared into the secret passage. The lights were shaking, the tea was still not cold, but the person had disappeared without a trace.

...

On October 10th of the fifth year of Guanghe, Emperor Liu Xie's old injury relapsed and died in Jiade Hall. At the age of 14, he was posthumously named Xian. According to the imperial edict, Liu Ye, the son of King Liu Xiu of Chu, ascended the throne, and was amnested by the world, and changed the reign to Jian'an.

In Xinyou, Emperor Xiaoxian was buried in Weiling.

King Liu Xiu of Chu was a general and summoned the governors of the twelve prefectures, prefects, ministers, and virtuous literature gathered in Luoyang to discuss politics, and promoted the new policy to every corner of the Han Dynasty. Because the affairs involved were numerous, the prefect of Jianwei Wang Yun was transferred to the Grand Secretary's Agriculture and assisted Situ Tangzhen in charge of various matters.

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Flying foxes, a young man named Xiang Xie, just out of the gate on a horse. He turned around and looked at the fortress between the two mountains, and praised sincerely: "It is really a man who can pass through such a majestic way. Ten thousand men cannot open it. As long as the guard gets the right person, even if there are thousands of troops, it will be difficult to break."

"It is difficult to break through. It does not mean that no one breaks through." The two people turned out from behind the cliff in the distance. It was Xiang Yuanqi and Xi Zhicai. Xiang Yuanqi looked at Xiang Xie, and his eyes showed unconcealed joy. "A few months ago, someone did not move a soldier and went straight into the frontier."

Xiang Xie turned around, looked at him, turned over and dismounted, rushed a few steps, and turned over and bowed: "Big Father, you are here so fast."

Xiang Yuanqi helped Xiang Xie up and laughed: "It's not that I'm coming quickly. It's that you're coming too slowly. I've been waiting for you here for more than half a month. If you come again, I'm going to go in and look for you." He turned around and pointed at Xi Zhicai: "This is the think tank your father arranged for you, Mr. Xi Zhicai in Yingchuan."

Xiang Xie hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "It turned out to be the holder of Heimu III Order, I have long admired it."

Xi Zhicai sighed: "Young Master, how can Xi Zhicai feel when you say this? A person who does secret things has been admired for a long time. Isn't this the biggest irony?"

Xiang Xie quickly shook his head: "Mr. I misunderstood. If my father had not told me, how could I have learned the name of Mr. I have really admired me for a long time in the past month, and I would never have seen him so soon."

Xiang Yuanqi laughed loudly, and his generous laughter was floating in the valley. He held Xiang Xie's hand and walked slowly. Xi Zhicai and several silent tiger soldiers escorting Xiang Xie followed behind, looking around vigilantly.

"Why?" Xiang Yuanqi spoke inadvertently: "Why did you give up the throne you have already won and go to fight? Don't tell me what you earn is interesting. I won't believe these nonsense."

Xiang Xie opened his mouth, and when he heard Xiang Yuanqi's words, he was a little embarrassed and swallowed the words to his mouth. He was silent for a moment, and when he raised his head again, he had a little helplessness and a little disappointment in his eyes. "It's not that I gave up, it's that I can't save it."

Xiang Yuanqi looked at him, waiting silently.

Xiang Xie coughed lightly and said what happened in the palace that day, with a low voice that only two of them could hear. He finally said, "In order to save me, Dad almost died in the hands of the demon. He has a magical weapon in his hand. Whether it is a contest in the court or a fight alone, I am not his opponent. He promised to let me continue to be the emperor..." Xiang Xie hesitated for a moment, looked at Xiang Yuanqi with guilt, and then said, "But there are too many constraints, I am a puppet. Since I can't be a real emperor, and I can't make up for it, or be killed by him, it's better to give it up quickly and save my life and fight again. It's better to force my father to kill me."

"Murder?" Xiang Yuanqi laughed: "Do you think he really can kill you?"

"He won't really kill me, otherwise he wouldn't have to take the risk of saving me. Wouldn't it be better to let me die at the hands of that demon?" Xiang Xie still felt palpitations when he remembered the scene a few months ago. "However, he set so many restrictions on the emperor, so how could he have the intention of dominating the world? Hehe, Aye is going to suffer."

At the end, Xiang Xie suddenly laughed, as if he had given up not a throne, but a waste that was tasteless and a pity to abandon. This smile revealed the young man's cunning and complacentness. He seemed to get rid of an old coat and finally revealed his true face. Although he was young, he had an infinite future. Although he was immature, he had an enviable youth.

Xiang Yuanqi looked at him quietly.

"And..." Xiang Xie suddenly became a little shy: "I thought about it and thought. If I continue to be the emperor, I am afraid I will not be able to fulfill my father's wish. It is very difficult to change the Han Dynasty into the Great Chu and restore the Xiang family. My father can't do it, and I can't do it. Instead of doing this, it's better to leave this trouble to my father. Da father, how did my father convince you?"

Xiang Yuanqi twitched the corners of his mouth, and he wanted to speak but stopped. Rather than saying that Liu Xiu convinced him, it was Liu Xiu who threatened him. But in this case, it would be better not to say it to his grandson.

Seeing that Xiang Yuanqi was silent, Xiang Xie guessed something roughly. He turned his head, pretended to look at the mountain scenery on both sides, reached out to touch the short knife in his arms, and secretly glad that he did not pick up the short knife and attacked his father at that time, otherwise he would not be able to walk freely through the flying fox path now, and could only lie in the big coffin.

A thought of life, a thought of death. After several months, when I recalled that moment of life and death, Xiang Xie was glad that he was not as cold-blooded and ruthless as his father's hope, glad that he still remembered the wonderful time he was with his father as a child, and glad that his conscience was not destroyed, and in the end he did not make a crazy move to kill his father.

Liu Xie is dead, Xiang Xie is reborn.

On the cliff, a wintersweet blooms with snow, and bursts of faint fragrance hit... The last pit was filled and the book was over. There is still an ending, which will be presented later. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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