Tang Dynasty good brother

Chapter 489 The Finale
Ten years later, ten years later, Qin Hao is almost 70 years old.

It's strange to say that since he was given the sword shoes to go to the palace, he has seldom gone to court in person, and the power of their Qin family has gradually transferred to Qin Xiaohao's hands. An official position, but Qin Xiaohao has already become a Minister of Public Affairs in a shameless manner, and even the second son of their hometown has also become a Minister of Public Affairs. Whether it is the capital or the local area, there are cronies of their family everywhere, except for those governors surnamed Li. , no one takes Li Tang seriously anymore.

As the saying goes, it is rare for people to reach their [-]s, and the medical conditions in ancient times were like this. People at his age are happy and mournful when they die, so they can't cry. It's not as good as one day, he even has a faint premonition that he has only been in the past few months, maybe one day he will not be able to wake up after falling asleep.

Seriously, though, he's had enough of it.

Driven by the wind, the heavy snow all over the sky swirled towards his face. When he stepped out of the house, there was a creaking sound when he stepped on the snow. The weather in Chang'an this year seemed to be extraordinarily cold. It was all red and red.

"Grandpa, grandpa, where are you going?"

Qin Hao turned his head, touched his little grandson's face very strangely, and said with a smile, "Oh, I want to meet old friends."

The little grandson thought for no reason, old friend?Haven't all your old friends died?

"Prepare the car, I want to visit Zhaoling."

"Oh."

Sitting in the car like this, Qin Hao took the reins from the driver, took a deep breath of cool air, suddenly drew a little strength from the old man's body, and slammed on the horse's butt: " Stand~!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, slow down, slow down, don't fall again."

Qin Hao ignored him, and pumped his horse's ass vigorously, running faster than when he was young. He seemed to want to regain the feeling of an old man talking about being a teenager.

Of course, the reason why young people are crazy is because they have energy in them, no matter how hard they toss, it doesn't matter, but Qin Hao, an old man with old arms and legs, can't stand it anymore. When they flew all the way to Zhaoling, his whole hand It's trembling.

"Grandpa, please slow down, be careful, the ground is slippery."

Qin Hao leaned on crutches, got out of the car, and walked forward with difficulty step by step.

"Oh, those eunuchs back then, are they all dead? These hearty eunuchs just don't take it seriously. It's snowing so hard, and no one sweeps it. Grandson, go, Get Grandpa a broom."

"Grandpa, let me come."

"Hehe, no, let me do it, this is me too, and I will visit His Majesty's grave for the last time."

Qin Hao took the broom and staggered to sweep. He didn't wear a glove, his whole hand was frozen with cold, but he insisted on not wanting others to help.

Finally got a rough look, Qin Hao looked at the picture of the Eight Horses on the stone slab of Zhaoling Mausoleum, and said with a smile: "Look, grandson, these are the Eight Horsemen of Zhaoling Mausoleum. I learned how to ride a horse from that horse back then." In the end, the horse was disobedient and was almost eaten by wolves, but it was Cheng Qian who saved me, after that, he and I became good brothers."

As he spoke, Qin Hao slowly sat down beside the Zhaoling Mausoleum, leaned on the stone tablet casually, took out the wine, first poured a glass in front of the monument, then poured a glass for himself, and murmured: "Your Majesty! , I’m going down to find you soon, and I don’t know if you will praise me for what I’ve done all these years, or scold me for covering the sky with my hands, when you see me, let’s talk about what’s on our minds?”

As he spoke, Qin Hao drank the cup in his hand in one gulp, and poured out the cup in front of the tombstone.

"I guess, you will definitely scold me. If a person can die twice, you must kill me, right? You emperors are stingy, and you don't know how to stand in the perspective of us courtiers. Think about it, your family's imperial power has fallen, but you can't rely on me. I have always been doing things for loyal ministers. It is your sons and grandchildren, including yourself, who are too short-lived. Who made your family have a genetic disease of brain cancer? Woolen cloth."

"Your Majesty, let me tell you, this Tang Dynasty is doing really well, Qin Xiaohao, that kid, has made out the steam engine, and he also said that he wants to get out the electromagnetic machine, haha, I can't see that day, and I don't know if he can see it, oh, by the way, you don't even know what an electromagnetic machine is."

"Now the Tang Dynasty is so majestic. The Turks, Tuyuhun, Dangxiang, and Khitan in those days are gone. They are gone. Now, everyone can speak Tang dialect. On the contrary, few people can speak their own dialect. Having said that, now those are the Dao of our Datang. They are no different from Guanzhong, and they are no longer barbarians. They are the real frontier of our Datang. I can double the size of this territory for you. Now Ah, only in the place where Dashi used to be, those Caucasians can barely be regarded as Yidi. ? If it weren’t for me, Datang would have been beaten to shame by the Khitan at this time.”

"Nowadays, the life of the common people is very good. It is said that the life of the people in the Song Dynasty is good. I have never seen it, but it is definitely not as good as our current Tang Dynasty. I remember your time, The old people in the common people’s family can eat a meal of meat every now and then, and they all praise you as an emperor through the ages, but now? I went to the vegetable market a few days ago, and the ribs are more expensive than fat meat.”

"Hey, you handed over the country to me, and I managed it for you. It's great. So when we meet, don't scold me. I'm sorry."

"A few days ago, the little bastard said he wanted to add nine tins to me, and I scolded him. I'm not Cao Cao, so why add nine tins? The etiquette of a courtier, I think this is enough."

"........."

Qin Hao just babbled, babbled, and babbled until the snow stopped and the sun was about to go down. He himself started snoring at some point. The little grandson was really afraid that he would suffer from freezing again. This woke him up.

"Grandpa, it's cold, we should go home."

"Go home? Well, go home, it's time to go home."

With that said, Qin Hao stood up with great effort under the support of his little grandson, stopped for a while, turned around and said to Zhao Ling, "I'll give you a final kowtow."

After speaking, Qin Hao knelt down again with great effort, kowtowed once and twice, and then muttered to himself, "Well, I don't owe you anything."

Back on the carriage, Qin Hao said again: "Don't go home, go to Qianling."

"Qianling? Grandpa, it's getting late today."

Qin Hao chuckled, "Oh, I'm just going to have a look, and I'll go home after I've seen it, so I promise I won't bother you anymore."

"That's what you said, let's take a look."

Qianling Mausoleum, which used to be the mausoleum of Li Zhi, now naturally belongs to Li Chengqian. This time Qin Hao did not sweep his tomb, but his face sank after getting out of the car and walking a few steps.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Qin Hao stretched out his hand, pointed tremblingly, and said, "Where's mine?"

"what?"

"Where's my tomb? I'm almost seventy, why don't you build the tomb for me?"

"This... Grandpa, you are in good health, maybe you don't need it for the time being."

"Fart! Which old man doesn't build a mausoleum after he's [-]? Is it because I'm not qualified to be buried with him, or does the little bastard want to build me a separate one? What does he want to build for me? The imperial mausoleum? Tell me, he didn't build it, Or is it repaired elsewhere?"

The little grandson stopped talking.

Qin Hao was furious, and cursed: "Little bastard, I haven't been in court for ten years, what does he want to do? Rebellion?"

"This...no, my lord father has no such intentions. It's just that the layout of the Qianling Mausoleum may indeed be a little small, and we can't do anything more. Besides, the fallen leaves return to their roots. Your mausoleum was built in our hometown in Guanzhong, the ancestral house. Over there, he is also filial, so..."

"Fart, what kind of shit is Guanzhong's hometown, it's just to fool people, am I from Guanzhong? I'm from Northeast China, you don't know about this, can your father not know? Okay, your father It’s because the wings are stiff, don’t take my words seriously!”

As he spoke, Qin Hao's face flushed suddenly, and he coughed frantically.

"Grandpa, grandpa, pay attention to your health, don't be angry, let's go home first, and we can talk later when we get home."

Qin Hao was stunned for a while, but he also knew that he couldn't get angry with his grandson, so he sat back in the car, calmed down, and said, "Tomorrow, I will go to court."

"Go to court? Grandpa, you haven't gone to court for almost ten years."

"What? I'm still not the Taifu of the current court. Is it okay if I want to go to the court? Your father can't tolerate me now?"

"No, no, how can it be, how can it be, am I worried about your body? If you want to go up, you can go up. Even if you want to sit on the dragon chair, who can stop you."

Qin Hao rolled his eyes at him and stopped talking.

The next day, at the court meeting, Qin Hao woke up early on purpose. He hadn't gotten up so early for a long time, but after searching for a long time in his closet, he couldn't find his court clothes in a daze.

"Where's my clothes? Well, forget it, let's just wear this casual clothes, it's fine."

So, early in the morning, Qin Hao wore such plain white casual clothes, leaned on crutches, and walked with a tortoise step in an old-fashioned way, and came to the Tai Chi Hall.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were quite surprised when they saw him coming, and they all stood up in a proper manner. Many people who had just fallen into the capital in the past two years didn't even know him, and asked the people around them who the old man was.

Qin Hao walked to the front of the imperial court step by step, looked up, ah, changed the emperor again?Where is Li Zhi?Oh yes, Li Zhi seemed to have died two years ago, this is his son, what's his name?Why is there no impression at all?

The new emperor was very polite: "What does the old matriarch want to do, I will go directly to your house. You are so old, why did you come to the court in person? If you catch the wind and cold on the road, wouldn't it be my fault?" guilt?"

As he said that, the little emperor stood up in a very sensible manner, walked down the imperial steps in a few steps, personally supported Qin Hao, and walked up step by step.

Qin Hao couldn't help thinking in his heart, Li Xiang back then, if one tenth of you were sensible, Chang'an might not be in such a situation now.

"The old minister has something that I want to ask His Majesty for permission. I'm afraid that if I don't say it again, I won't have a chance to say it."

"Where did the Taifu say, the Tang Dynasty can have today, it depends on the Taifu you are escorting, no one can be separated from the Taifu, you must take good care of the body, the Tang Dynasty cannot do without the Taifu .”

While talking, the little emperor had already helped him to sit on the side seat beside the dragon chair, "Teacher, please sit down."

"Your Majesty, sit down first."

It wasn't until the little emperor sat down rather cautiously that Qin Hao sat down on the side and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to ask you. Emperor Taizong has the kindness to know you. Emperor Gaozong has a brotherly relationship with you. , I would like to ask Your Majesty, for the sake of my dedication to the Great Tang, to build a small grave beside Qianling Mausoleum and be buried with Emperor Gaozong, I hope Your Majesty will grant you permission."

"What did the Taifu say? Datang can't leave the Taifu yet. You still have to help me and take care of this country for ten or eight years."

Qin Hao smiled, stood up staggeringly, and said: "Old minister, there is only so much to ask, the court affairs, the old minister is old and faint, and has long since stopped asking. Qin Xiaohao, the son of the minister, will help I assist His Majesty."

The little emperor arched his hands and saluted deeply: "Respectfully send off the Grand Tutor."

Qin Hao nodded, walked down staggeringly, stopped suddenly halfway, thought for a while, walked to the edge of Yudao, and walked down slowly.

Under the Yudao, Qin Xiaohao, as the head of all the officials, stood closest to the Yudao. Qin Hao walked over and said helplessly: "I can't control where you will be buried in the future, but where will I be buried?" , I think I should still be able to call the shots.”

(End of this chapter)