In the sixth year of Jian'an, in the winter of November, Fuchun Mountain.

Sun Ce stood in front of the newly built tomb, and a trace of sadness and helplessness suddenly flashed through his heart.

Before Sun Jian died, he ordered the resignation to be buried in Fuchun State as the Marquis of Han Fuchun and General of Cavalry, and ordered Sun Quan to be his heir. This contained a hint of dissatisfaction and disappointment. Even though his mother, Empress Dowager Wu, had to bow her head in the face of the threat of separation, the grudge in her heart had been planted. For so many days, the communication between the mother and son was pitifully small, which caused Yuan Heng and others to suffer a lot of grievances.

Although the Sun, Wu, Xu and other relatives were not alienated from him and there were endless people who offered to meet him, he could still feel the faint alienation. Whether those people actively approached him, whether they liked him and supported him, or because of his high and powerful position, he could roughly distinguish them. Most people didn't know the inside story, and they didn't know how much concessions he made for Sun Quan's affairs. They only knew that he excluded his second brother Sun Quan and implicated Sun Jian in the battle.

Although it is not enough to say that he is unfilial and unkind, the four words "I am not filial" are confirmed. However, no one is willing to cause trouble for himself because of interfering with the affairs between their brothers, so they pretend to be deaf and dumb, tacitly avoiding this topic.

Am I really not humane? Sun Ce himself can't explain it clearly, but it is a fact that rationality is greater than emotion. To put it in depth, he is indeed not as close to Sun Quan as Sun Yi and Sun Shangxiang. He has no need to avoid preconceited prejudices, and he is more polite to his parents than to be close to him. After all, he is not the original Sun Ce, and his actual age is not much different from them, so he can't be as natural as he can be happy.

Perhaps it was this little distant and little estrangement that eventually accumulated into the tragedy of Sun Jian's death young. Life is fifty, but Sun Jian is 46 years old this year, and he died of serious injuries and was in pain.

I may not have any mistakes, but can I have a clear conscience? Sun Ce asked himself several times, but he could not give a positive answer. Compared with his mother, Empress Dowager Wu, he and Sun Jian were much closer. When he arrived in Xiangyang, Sun Jian guided him day and night, hoping to teach him all the experience accumulated through his life's bloody battle. After ten years, the situation was still clearly visible. It can be said that without Sun Jian's careful guidance, he might not have been able to reach this day.

"King."

Sun Ce turned his head and looked at him. He saw his third uncle Sun Jing standing not far away, looking at him quietly, with red and swollen eyes, haggard face, and a lot of white hair on his temples. He looked like he was in his early fifties. In fact, he was only 43 years old. When he saw him last time, he had black hair. Seeing that he looked timid and wanted to move forward, Sun Ce understood in his heart, waved his hand and signaled Guan Yu and others to walk back a little.

Other people are fine, but Guan Yu is too murderous, which makes people intimidate.

"What are the instructions for uncle?" Sun Ce walked forward and held Sun Jing's arm.

"Oh, I have done everything I should do, how dare I give me any instructions? But... the king left this time, and I don't know when I will come back next time. I... dared to say a few words to the king."

"This is the ancestral tomb of the Sun family. It's better to be casual. Don't restrict the etiquette of the king and the minister."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I want to remind you that is exactly what I want to remind you. The monarch, minister, father and son should still talk about the etiquette. A gentleman is not serious and will not be powerful. A minister is lazy and can't help much, and he cannot let the king be looked down upon because of his minister."

"Uncle is so serious." Sun Ce smiled, both to comfort Sun Jing and himself. "It's good to do your best, but to be perfect. Even a saint will inevitably be right and wrong behind him, let alone you and me."

"You may do this, but the king should not be casual. If it is awesome, it will cause trouble without awe, and it will not be beautiful."

Sun Ce's eyebrows moved slightly. "Did uncle hear what did you hear?"

"This is not. But this time Zhongyi and Shulang came back a few times. When they talked about the king's closeness and lack of respect, they were worried that they would be arrogant and implicate the king and make things difficult for the king. They beg the king not to be too lenient and strict. Although they are wise and virtuous, they are monarchs and ministers after all, they are not like ordinary people. They should be moderate, as if they are too much."

Sun Ce couldn't figure out what Sun Jing meant for a moment. Sun Hao's brothers didn't have much contact with him, especially Sun Hao. He replaced Zhu Huan and served as the General of the Central Army. He led the first battalion. He had a heavy training task and was not invited to see him for nothing. Even Sun Jiao, who was working with him, was not a casual person, at least he was much more stable than Sun Yi and the others. Where did Sun Jing start?

Is it a negative or something else? Sun Ce really wants to say to Sun Jing that his family is so obscure, but looking at Sun Jing's appearance as he stays away, he will just forget it. This is a cautious and self-confident person, and it is not easy to open his heart.

"Thank you for your reminder. Ah Weng is dead. Uncle will be an elder in the clan from now on. I hope he will not hesitate to teach you."

"How dare you?" Sun Jing bowed and bowed again, took a few steps back, bowed again, and then turned around.

Sun Ce looked at Sun Jing's hunched back gradually fading away, and sighed secretly.

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After the burial of Sun Jian, Sun Ce set out to return to Jianye, and he had more important things to deal with. As Sun Jian's designated heir, Sun Quan wanted to stay in Fuchun to guard the tomb. As for whether he would guard for three months or three years, it was his own business, and Sun Ce would not interfere.

Empress Wu originally wanted to stay in Fuchun, but was persuaded by Yuan Heng to follow Sun Ce to Jianye. Although Sun Ce was about to be emperor, the relevant preparations were in full swing. A grand ceremony might be held around the New Year. Even if Empress Wu felt a little confused, she could not be absent at this time, which would embarrass Sun Ce.

The boat went down Zhejiang, turned into Qiantang River, and headed east along the coast. As he saw it, Sun Ce's mood became much more relaxed, but Sun Jing's ambiguous words were like a dark cloud, floating in his mind from time to time. He could also feel that Sun Yu, Sun Jiao was polite and not harsh, and was much more serious than when he came. Even Sun Yi, Sun Shangxiang and others became much quieter.

He originally wanted to ask Sun Jiao to find out, but when he thought about the personalities of their brothers, he was afraid that he could not find out any good things, so he had to save it. Some things were not controlled by him and he could only let it go.

On the way, he received a draft balance between the monarch and his subjects sent by Guo Jia.
Chapter completed!