The memory of the villain was exposed, and the empress begged for forgiveness

This is the third time Chu Le has said such words.

The first time he proposed to practice Taoism, he heard that the monks were omnipotent, so he yearned for it.

The second time he proposed to practice Taoism, he saw the departure of his relatives and felt a lot of emotion, so he longed for strength.

The third time he proposed to practice Taoism, it was because he had seen the vast world and the human world, and he was ambitious in his heart, so he wanted to conquer the world.

Facing Chu Le's words, Chu Yang did not answer immediately.

His eyes looked at the distant sky, as if piercing through endless time and space.

After a long time, Chu Yang stared at Chu Le again, and said calmly, "You are not suitable for cultivation."

Just like back then, simple but resolute.

Chu Le's face was full of unwillingness, his eyes were slightly red, and he asked, "Why? How will you know if you don't try..."

However, Chu Yang ignored him and looked at Chu Le quietly.

I don't know how much time has passed before Chu Le lowered his head and murmured, "Father, I understand."

In the dead of night.

The father and son sat in a gazebo, admiring the moonlight, looking at each other silently.

Chu Yang opened the mouth first and said, "Le'er, this world has all kinds of states, and it is only complete if you taste them all. Whether it's joy, anger, sorrow, joy, or poverty, you have to experience it. Now that you have experienced 20 years of ordinary life in the village, next, I will promise you wealth for the rest of your life."

"Is this compensation for not being able to cultivate?"

"Well, tell me, what kind of wealth law do you want?"

There was deep loneliness and sadness in Chu Yang's eyes, but no one could see through it, and no one could understand it.

Chu Le already knew that his desire to cultivate Taoism might not come true, so he was silent for a while, and said: "I want to be the emperor of this world, and lay down a piece of land that belongs to me."

After these three years of traveling around the world, he gradually had his own ideas in his heart.

Since you can only enjoy the wealth and honor in this world, what is more meaningful than becoming an emperor through the ages and controlling your own mountains and rivers?
Chu Yang agreed with Chu Le's idea and nodded.

Then, he brought Chu Le to a human dynasty.

……

Ten years passed, and after ten years in the army, he became a general in charge of tens of millions of troops.

For 20 years, he has controlled the power of the world, sitting on mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.

This year.

Chu Le has reached the age of 60.

His hair is already gray now, and although he is stooped, he has an extraordinary bearing.

Those eyes, as vast as stars, seemed to reveal endless coercion, and the noble royal robes added to the body showed a majesty of the emperor.

Today, he already has a good wife who is knowledgeable and reasonable, and can help him share the political pressure, and he has three or five children under his knees.

Everyone is very competitive.

Although he has become the emperor of the world now, with monstrous power, Chu Le always has an obsession in his heart.

Deep in the palace.

An old man sat in front of Chu Le, and he said, "Father, I still want to practice Taoism."

But the old man in front of him just said lightly: "You are not suitable for cultivating Taoism."

Just like the answer back then, nothing has changed.

This time, after hearing this answer, Chu Le didn't show any surprise on his face, but there was a complicated light in his eyes.

After a long time, he sighed, "Then you won't practice Taoism."

Chu Yang didn't say much, and left the palace quietly.

The imperial concubine, who had been by Chu Le's side all the time, couldn't help asking: "Obviously you have become the emperor of the world, whether it is wealth or power, you have it. Isn't this enough?"

A trace of melancholy flashed in Chu Le's eyes, and he shook his head with a wry smile, "I just think that my father is too miserable. I can tell that my father is actually very lonely."

"I want to cultivate the Tao, not for myself, but more for being able to stay with my father all the time, solving his worries and problems."

"As a mortal, my lifespan is only a few dozen years, and I will pass away soon. At that time, my father will be alone again..."

"I don't understand, why my father never let me practice Taoism?"

……

As a mortal, a hundred years is the end of life, but in many cases, how many people can live to a hundred years old?

Decades of time have passed, and there is only one destination for fallen leaves to return to their roots.

This year, Chu Le has reached the age of 90.

Although he still looks like a dragon and a tiger, Chu Le knows very well that he is coming to the end of his life.

He would feel a kind of tiredness all the time, which made his eyelids a lot heavier, and he wanted to fall into a deep sleep.

Now that his empire is complete, and his future generations are prosperous, his family and country are stable, there is nothing for him to worry about.

However, there is one more thing that always lingers in my mind.

He went to find Chu Yang.

The two old men, who looked like they were dying, sat down facing each other and had dinner.

At the dinner table, neither of them opened their mouths, and they were silent for a long time.

However, Chu Le's eyes are extremely complicated, as if he has a thousand words, and he wants to say it, but he doesn't know where to start.

Chu Yang saw his thoughts, put down his chopsticks, and said, "If you want to ask anything, just ask."

This time, and the only time in Chu Yang's life, he didn't mention the matter of cultivating the Tao, but asked, "Father, I want to hear about my mother."

As far as Chu Le is concerned now, he has taken Taoism very lightly. After becoming a human emperor, even if he wants to practice Taoism, it is only to accompany his father.

Now that his time is approaching, he can no longer support his thoughts.

The only concern in his heart is his father.

And mother is also the doubt in his heart. In his life, he has never heard his father mention mother.

He knew that there must be an unspeakable past.

But he was unwilling to die in such confusion, so he hesitated and asked.

When Chu Yang heard this, he paused for a moment, and then a look of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.

"Before your mother died, I hope that your life will be safe, simple and happy, and you are not allowed to practice Taoism."

"Her name is Nie Qingling, this story is a long one..."

……

Chu Le calmly listened to this story about his mother, and he never spoke until the end of the story.

His face was full of melancholy and complicated expressions.

After a long time, he said: "It turns out that this is the reason why my father forbids me to practice Taoism all my life."

"Mother has lived such a miserable life in this life."

Chu Yang didn't respond, but just looked at him silently.

At this moment, Chu Le got up slowly.

His eyes were full of exhaustion and loneliness, his voice was a bit hoarse, and he said, "Father, I'm a little tired, let's go back to that village back then."

Chu Yang glanced at him, his eyes flickering softly.

After they walked out of this small village, they returned to this place full of memories after seeing each other for decades.