Chapter 26 Brothers and Feet

Mengyang, Jinluan Hall.

The emperor sat cross-legged in front of the banquet decorated with dragons and phoenix beads, put his left elbow on the banquet table and held a cup in his right hand, quietly staring at a young figure opposite him. His eyes crossed the table full of delicacies and stared straight at the man, as if nothing could attract his attention. Although he has not been emperor for a long time, Emperor Lin Xi's power is no longer something that ordinary people can compete with. Looking around, there are only a few people who can be worthy of his care. Indeed, he is very young, but what does his age represent? Some people look up high at a young age for a defeat; some people live half a hundred years and die. The eagle in the sky soars, and if the young heart contains the whole blue sky, who dares to despise it because of its youth?

The man opposite was like an autumn grass under the cold wind under the emperor's fearing eyes, and his body under the luxurious robe was obviously trembling. His face can't be said to be young, even tender, and there is still light brown fluff between his lips. His mouth is tightly squeezed together, and his lips are clear. Like the emperor, he also had dark eyes like night, but he lacked the bright firelight in the emperor's eyes, as if he had less vitality, staring down at the wine cup under his eyes. Fine sweat oozed from the root of the meticulously combed hair on his forehead. He crawled on his face and did not dare to reach out to wipe it. He could only the muscles on his face twinkle with a strange expression.

"Ha ha!" Emperor Lin Xi smiled faintly, stretched out his arms, and reached out to wipe the sweat off his cheeks across the table. Before the emperor's slender and white hand touched his face, the man cried out in horror and dodged the emperor's hand. The emperor's expression was obviously gloomy.

"Don't be nervous. You and my brothers haven't sat together for a long time. I just want to get together with you today. After all, you and I are the only men in the Wanyu family!" The emperor stopped looking at his brother, held the silver-inlaid jade wine pot, filled him with wine, and pushed it in front of him.

This person is the younger brother of Emperor Lin Xi and the fourth prince of Mengyang. His eyes were always dodged and he dared not look at his brother! He didn't know if the dark eyes would suddenly shoot sharp poison arrows and pierce him. Wan Ze Ruimu looked at the still shaking ** in the wine cup in front of him, and couldn't help but rise a trace of chill - will it be poisonous?

"Drink--" Emperor Lin Xi suddenly roared with a ferocious face, sounding like a lion roaring. Wan Zerui suddenly shook and hurriedly picked up the wine cup in front of him. Some of the liquor in the glass spilled out, splashed on his hand, and dripping down his fingertips. Then came the tears in his eyes. He felt great grievance and loss. As this brother said, they were the last men of the Wantan family. Both the father and the eldest brother died in the hands of the man in front of him and in the hands of his own brother.

The emperor's sharp face softened again, like a piece of ice turning into a clear weak water in the blink of an eye. He smiled gently and said, "Did you shout at me like this in front of your father soon? Why, don't you like it?" As he spoke, the emperor drank up his wine, and his dark eyes were full of memories, like old letter paper. He drank so hard that some wine dripped down his chin and didn't wipe it. The emperor ignored it like a street man.

"When I see you now, I think of the former me! When I was with you, Changlong and Hongyun, I was shouted like this, and even the servants in your temple dared to winn at me. Ha ha, unfortunately, they are no longer there!" The emperor said.

Wan Zerui's eyes suddenly grew up, staring at his brother with tears in his eyes, and said tremblingly, "You kill them all..." The word 'kill' is in his throat, and he can't say it!" What is 'kill'? He has never seen it. When he studied ancient books with Prince Taifu, it was just gentle words such as 'benevolence, etiquette and filial piety'. When did he hear such murderous words, let alone ask him to say it himself - he is just a weak child!

"--Kill! Yes, that's right, none of their palace servants have been left!" The emperor said lightly.

"You, you - will you kill me?" Wan Zerui finally asked the question he was most anxious about - the richer he was, the more likely he was to be afraid of death. This sentence is true! He is still very young and doesn't want to die at all!

The emperor looked at him with a smile on his face, but his eyes turned cold. As long as you are obedient, I will be awarded the title of Marquis and make you a prince! As long as you are obedient! Listen to me!"

"Is my brother going to drive me out of the imperial capital?" Wan Zerui asked, and there was already a cry in his voice. His eyes blurred with tears did not see a trace of disgust on the emperor's face. That kind of disgust comes from the bottom of his heart, just like the opposite is not his own brother, but some other enemy or disgusting thing.

"Eat the dishes! These are what our brothers like to eat. Come on, five-color barbecue kebabs, all made by the calf newly provided by Nanliang State!" The emperor picked up delicious and seductive dishes with his own chopsticks and put them in front of his younger brother, despite his tears. I remember eating together at that time, and you kicked my arm raw for this last five-colored barbecue. You were nine years old and I was twelve years old, right? When you and Wan Changlong and Wan Tong Hongyun watched me roll on the ground with a painful smile, I was crying like this!"

The emperor's face was very calm, and the painful memory crawled out like a demon buried in the well, biting his heart fiercely. That long-term memory has nothing to do with sadness, love and hate, and even the pain at that time. The emperor is as cold as talking about other people's sad things.

"When you were 11 years old, you sneaked into my mother's ancestral palace with Changlong and Hongyun, burned her spiritual position with the golden statue, and then slandered me in front of my father. When my father almost ordered me to break my hamstrings and drive me out of the palace, you laughed happily, and I also cried ugly!" The emperor said lightly. Wan Zerui trembled even more.

"There are many more, I'm afraid you have forgotten? I am the third prince, and like you, I am the son of the emperor, but I would prefer to be born in a civilian family at that time. At least, you don't have to bear such brotherhood!" The emperor stood up, and his tall body stood in front of Wan Yi Zerui like a mountain and looked down at him condescendingly. Wan Yi Zerui suddenly found that his brother had grown much taller and was no longer the submissive character of the three emperors in those years. He did not have the confused look in his eyebrows, but like a fire burning, almost crazy and almost persistent. He had a hunch that the flame beating in his brother's chest would burn the whole world sooner or later, and burn himself.

"Brother--" He sobbed low and lowered his head.

"Brother, brother?" The emperor curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid it's just because I became the emperor in a glazed dragon robe, right? It's just that I can't feel the fear, blood and brotherhood from the heart of those who hold the power of life and death!"

With that, the emperor suddenly bent down, reached out to grabbed his brother's collar, and picked it up. 16-year-old Wan Yi Zerui was caught in his hand like a kitten. The emperor pulled his face in front of him, looking at each other, and he could clearly see the pore texture on the other party's face. He said fiercely, "Remember, no matter how resentful or unwilling you are, you'd better put it in your heart and don't show it. Now I am the emperor of the empire. What can I give you to get? If it's not given to you, you can only see it and not touch it. If it hadn't been for leaving a branch for the Wanyi family, I should have killed you together--but... After all, you are my last relative. If I kill you, I really have nothing--" With that, the sonorous tone in the emperor's voice changed, with a faint sadness. It seems that he is the only one wandering in the world. He doesn't know where to go or where to live. Looking around, it is desolate and desolate. The eagle destined to spread its wings and fly in the sky is actually a wandering and helpless fragile heart; what kind of embarrassment is the god standing in the clouds with a mask for people to look up to? Who knows this kind of pain - the emperor is also very lonely!

Wan Zerui seemed to have been stripped of his strength, and his arms swayed softly with the shaking of his brother. When did my brother become so strange? He flashed the scene when they squeezed this brother together, and suddenly realized that there was no resentment in his brother's eyes at that time, quiet like an eternal star. Even when my brother rolled on the ground with his head in his arms in pain, he shed tears quietly, not wailing or asking for mercy, just like all this he should have endured! Weak and hateful! But who can guess that this person holds Mengyang's power and his lifeline at the same time!

The emperor slowly put him down and reached out to stroke his head - a familiar and strange action. At least after the death of Empress Wenhui, there was no such affectionate caressing between their brothers. The emperor's hand slowly fell from his head, as if it had passed through decades of time, lonely and sad. Then the emperor turned around and walked out, quietly looking at the blue night sky outside the Jinluan Hall. The hazy moonlight pulled out a long and narrow shadow at his feet, and only the shadow under his feet accompanied him.

"Brother--" Wan Zerui whispered! In a faint time, when he saw the figure falling under the moonlight, he was a little heartbroken! In fact, he is only three years older than himself! The pressure of the whole empire is on his shoulders. Who knows how heavy it is? He knew the reason why his brother killed Wan Changlong and Wan Hongyun. Chi Nasi was too strong. The cowardly and incompetence could not control the overall situation when their father was seriously ill, but they would hinder them in every way. It was also necessary to kill them! If later generations read this history, they will also say 'great righteousness to destroy relatives'!

The emperor just waved his hand with his back to him, and the wide sleeves of the glazed dragon robe spread like bird wings, blowing gusts of breeze, blowing cool, cool and tingling on his tear-stained face. I only heard the emperor say faintly, "After I defeat Chi Na Si, the country is stable. I will make you the king of Long'an, and you will stay in the richest place in Mengyang and never return to the erratic city!"

Wan Zerui said in a resentful voice, "Yes, brother!"

"In the future, don't call me brother. I'm the emperor. You are a minister. Just call me 'Your Majesty'!" The emperor said indifferently.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" With a 'Your Majesty', Wan Zerui felt that the distance suddenly became far away. The gorgeous body image in the glazed dragon robe under the moonlight was as dreamy and beautiful as God. Through the fog of the ethereal city for years, Wan Zerui could hardly tell whether the man was his brother or the demon to burn the earth in the future? He left sadly, and the moment he passed the emperor, he clearly saw that his brother's face was also mottled with tears.