bayedsolid Chapter 492 You Will Also Be the Emperor
Chapter 492 You Will Also Be the Emperor
In Li Shimin's bedroom, the candlelight flickered, and the faint light danced in the darkness, reflecting his increasingly haggard face.
These days, his sleep became less and less, and he would wake up from his sleep after sleeping for less than three hours every day.
Every night is full of memories for him.
Familiar faces always appeared in his dreams.
Guanyinbi, Zhangsun Wuji, Yuchi Jingde, Fang Xuanling, Li Jing...
Every time he woke up from a dream, Li Shimin fell into a trance, staring blankly at the ceiling of the tent, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality.
In that brief period of chaos, he seemed to be still in the past, drinking and chatting with his brothers, and talking about the world.
But when he finally woke up and realized that everything had become a thing of the past, his heart was filled with a huge sense of loss.
He understood that his life was entering the countdown. Death, which he once feared the most, was no longer scary after he frequently dreamed of these old friends. He even had a faint expectation in his heart, looking forward to reuniting with Guanyinbi and meeting those old brothers again.
At this moment when his life was about to end, what he was most worried about was Li Jingyou, who was only ten years old.
This child is innocent, lively and cute, and carries too many of his concerns.
He had very little time left to accompany Li Jingyou, and he didn't know how much longer he could teach the child.
But he realized that his son Li Chengqian had his own unique ideals and ambitions, and wanted to build a Tang Dynasty where the world would be shared by all.
But he was also worried that the path chosen by Li Chengqian might cause hardship to the young Li Jingyou.
Li Shimin, the great emperor who initiated the Zhenguan Reign, also had the same inner entanglements and struggles as an ordinary person when facing his family and the world.
Although he cared about the people of the world and worked tirelessly for the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, his family always occupied an irreplaceable position in the softest part of his heart.
In his view, the people are important, but how can they compare to his own flesh and blood?
He would never let his grandson come to any harm.
Early in the morning, before the first ray of sunlight fully illuminated the sanatorium, Li Jingyou got up early as usual.
After a quick wash, he skipped towards Li Shimin's residence.
As usual, he would go to see Aong first every day, and then go to the academy together.
At this time in the past, Li Shimin would always wait in the yard early, but today, the yard was empty.
Li Jingyou was a little curious, so he quickened his pace and came to Li Shimin's bedroom.
He raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door, then called out crisply, "Aunt, are you still sleeping?"
After waiting for a while, there was no response from inside the house. Li Jingyou couldn't help but feel a little worried, and his brows frowned slightly.
Just as he was about to knock on the door again, Li Shimin's deep voice came from inside: "Come in, You'er."
Hearing Aung's familiar voice, Li Jingyou's heart was relieved a little, and he reached out and pushed open the door.
"Close the door, close it tightly."
Although Li Shimin's words were a bit strange, Li Jingyou had always been well-behaved and obedient, so he did as he was told.
He walked into the house and found that Aung was not lying on the bed, but sitting upright on a chair in the main hall.
On weekdays, in order to make things easier, Li Shimin always wore casual clothes, appearing friendly and casual.
But today, the scene before him shocked Li Jingyou.
Li Shimin was wearing a formal dress that he had not worn for a long time. The dress was embroidered with majestic dragons, and every stitch and thread showed the royal dignity and style.
Li Jingyou's gaze fell on a dragon eye on the dragon robe, which looked a little strange.
He didn't know that this was when the Tang Dynasty was just founded and the country was poor. After this dragon robe was damaged, Empress Zhangsun personally sewed it for Li Shimin.
After Empress Changsun passed away, Li Shimin cherished this dress that carried the memories of the two of them and was reluctant to wear it again. But today, he solemnly put it on.
Li Shimin wore a crown with twelve tassels, and the tassels swayed gently with his movements, adding to his solemnity.
Above his shoulders, patterns of the sun, moon, and stars shine brightly, as if symbolizing the supreme authority he once had over the world.
Each of the twelve emblems on his body has a unique meaning, representing the emperor's virtues and achievements.
This formal dress was what the Tang Dynasty emperor would only wear on the most important occasions. Wearing it, Li Shimin seemed to have returned to the days when he ruled the world.
Little Li Jingyou looked up at his grandfather in his gorgeous attire and felt a little dazed for a moment.
He had never seen Aong look so majestic and imposing.
He had only felt this feeling from his father Li Chengqian. It was an innate imperial aura that made people awe-inspiring.
Seeing Li Jingyou's adorable look of dumbfoundedness, Li Shimin's eyes flashed with kindness. He slowly lowered his eyebrows, raised his hand, and waved gently, signaling Li Jingyou to come over. Li Jingyou came back to his senses and walked obediently to Li Shimin's side.
"Aunt, why are you wearing this outfit today? I've never seen you wear it before."
Li Jingyou asked doubtfully, his childish voice was particularly clear in the quiet room.
Li Shimin looked at Li Jingyou with tenderness in his eyes, and he spoke slowly.
"You'er, your grandfather is your grandfather, yes, but he was also the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and he is also the emperor emeritus of the Tang Dynasty now."
He paused, looked into the distance, as if recalling every detail of the past.
"Your father-in-law is the emperor, your father-in-law is the emperor, so you will also be the emperor. When you grow up, you will also inherit the Tang Dynasty."
Li Jingyou widened his eyes. Although he was young, he knew what being an emperor meant. He was the ruler of the world and shouldered great responsibilities.
"You are ten years old this year. In the past, you would have been considered an adult."
Li Shimin continued, "Today, Aung wants to give you a gift."
As he spoke, he picked up an exquisite wooden box from the table beside him and gently opened it.
Li Jingyou looked into the box with some curiosity.
I thought it was some extraordinary treasure.
I didn't expect that there was just an ordinary thing in the box.
There is a black tiger on it.
It's neither gold nor silver, it looks like it's made of iron.
For a moment, Li Jingyou was even more confused. Although he was young, Lin Dafu had given him many treasures.
He is also well-informed.
You can tell at a glance that the things in this box are not treasures.
Worthless.
Li Jingyou never hid anything from Li Shimin.
He looked directly at Li Shimin.
"Aunt, this isn't a treasure. What use is it?"
Looking at Li Jingyou like this, Li Shimin touched his beard with a smile on his face.
"Treasure? You'er, remember, no matter what treasure there is in this world, it can't compare to this!"