Ten years ago, he was the most flamboyant boy in the academy, and he was the most withdrawn academic master in the corner.
Li Yanshu said: "Gu Zhao, you are like the moon, so deserted. I will take care of you more in the future."
Gu Zhao believed it.
Then overnight, the Dingyuan Hou Mansion was destroyed, and Li Yanshu's life and death were unknown.
Ten years later.
He is a general who has made great achievements in Zhenbei, and he is a young prime minister who has great power in the government.
When they met again in the court, he bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, Li Yanshu, please see the Prime Minister."
He looked at the person in front of him and said silently: "General Li, it's been a long time."
None of them smiled.
No one knows that during those ten years, there was a person who spent the whole night reading the military reports at the border every night.
No one knew that the half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that had already petrified had been hidden by him for ten years.
After seeing each other again, we meet again. I have the same dream with you several times.
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