I came back with 100,000 dead soldiers [Part 2] {MTL}

Chapter 260 National teacher

Qin Yuan's words seemed like a question, but they carried a sense of leisurely reunion with old friends. He didn't dislike the Imperial Master, but sometimes, people always wanted to peek into things they couldn't conquer.

Qin Yuan, as a generation of emperors of the Southern Jin Dynasty, he controls the entire court and takes care of the entire country, it can be said that the whole world is in full view, but he can't see the star picking platform clearly, and he can't see the national teacher clearly.

When he met the national teacher for the first time, the national teacher gave him the opportunity to go in and meet.

It's just that Qin Yuan was young at that time, and he was always a little unruly, holding you and letting me see you, I'll see you, wouldn't that be a shameless thought, he didn't enter the main hall, just stood at the door and talked to the national teacher.

Later, when he climbed this star-picking platform several times, Qin Yuan had already regarded the national teacher as a friend who could talk about the world, so naturally he would not be too curious about such a person, the two of them always asked and answered, but they also got along harmoniously.

At this time, when he was alive in the Southern Jin Dynasty before, Qin Yuan hadn't spoken to the national teacher for about ten years, but he didn't expect that the other party was the same as back then.

"...... Doesn't Your Majesty want to see me? 

Such a voice came from the people inside, with a little sorrowful feelings, a voice that Qin Yuan had never been able to hear before, because the national teacher was always like that, looking at the mortal dust like an immortal on the high, and it seemed that he rarely had his own thoughts.

Now there was a little more grievance in the other party's voice, which made Qin Yuan strange.

"See what you're doing? People die like lights go out, I have done everything I wanted to do, found an excellent heir for myself, and even let the people of the world live a peaceful life. I think I am worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the people, worthy of the country, and worthy of the national teacher. Even when I die, I think I am worthy of my heart, why should the national teacher say such a thing, and let me return to this life, and what is the reason? 

Of course, Qin Yuan understands that his rebirth is planned by the national teacher, he can wake up again in his own era, and everything he experiences is calculated in advance by the national teacher, he enjoys such a career after retiring from the emperor, but it does not mean that he has to leave his country again and return to the Southern Jin Dynasty.

It is not wrong that he created a more magnificent Southern Jin Dynasty, but in another world, it is his true hometown.

In the face of Qin Yuan's inquiry, the people inside were silent, as if they were also thinking about this problem, Qin Yuan did not urge, and sat next to the white jade table, everything here was cold and had a sacred taste.

The boy in red brought tea to Qin Yuan to drink at this time, and there was a gentleman's tea that Qin Yuan liked prepared here, so naturally he would present it to Qin Yuan every time.

The tea leaves swirled in the white jade cup, steaming hot, completely different from the coldness of the temple.

Qin Yuan held the tea and felt that the temperature of the tea passed through the cup was soft and comfortable.

The fragrance of flowers was accompanied by the fragrance of tea, and Qin Yuan quietly waited for the national teacher to answer his question, just like back then.

I don't know how long it took, the tea in Qin Yuan's hand was ready to drink, there was no longer any heat rising, he tasted the taste of this tea, it was indeed the same as back then.

The bitter taste of tea filled his mouth, and Qin Yuan thought to himself, could it be that his sense of taste failed when he was old? Why do you like to drink such strong tea?

Each stage of a person is roughly different, and Qin Yuan is the same, he is young and competitive, has the world in his heart, and feels that he is the master of the world, and he is the superhero who saves the world.

But when he was old, he found that he was only the smallest existence in the torrent of history, and his hundred years of life were just a few strokes in the records of later generations, he tried to do everything well, but he couldn't finish everything, because every generation has its own destiny, and Qin Yuan can only do his own destiny.

When Qin Yuan was leisurely tasting the bitter tea he liked back then, accompanied by the old man behind the veil, he heard the voice inside.

"Your Majesty, I miss you so much.