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Once upon a time there was a little prince. He was handsome, smart and a proud of his people.
But he wasn't supposed to inherit the throne. The kingdom already had its crown prince, his older brother. The crown prince wasn't at all handsome or smart, or had the heart of all the people, but he was sincere and loyal, a loving son and brother to his royal family.
One day the king fell ill and couldn't go to the court, so he ordered the crown prince to take care of the kingdom for him. The crown prince, though felt sad for his dear Father, obediently obeyed and became the direct "General" of the kingdom.
The little prince was ordered to help his brother. The crown prince went to his palace right after their father fell ill. They had a small dinner together.
"I need your help", the crown prince said, "To be honest, I'm not used to all this rule things. I'm not smart, sometimes I wonder if I'm doing right, if Father would approve my choice..."
The servants all went outside. There were only the two royal siblings in the large room, and the little prince felt like he heard a small sob coming from the opposite. Right, his brother was just appointed to be "General", the highest position in the army. While he was leading the army, fighting the actual war for over four years yet still be placed under his brother, who hadn't spent any time out in the war.
He, who fought tirelessly...
And his brother, who was always safe in the court...
He remembered their Uncle's words, the one who had gone to a faraway land under their Father's order, when he came back to visit a few months ago: "Why do you think the King had me exiled to God-know-where? I fought for him, yet he still wanted me dead. And you, you think it'd be different for you and your brother?"
He shook his head, though his voice trembled: "No, Father was a cruel man, but my brother, he loves me, we are nothing like you and Father..."
"You still think the crown prince has a gentle heart? There's no crown prince gentle in the world, I warned you. You foolish prince, if your Mother wasn't my sister, I wouldn't have spent time knocking some sense to your stupid head! Let's see if you're right or I am right. But beware...", his Uncle looked right into his eyes, "if I'm right, I don't think you'd have the extravagant to regret like me."
The crown prince calmed down a little, then turned to his brother: "I heard that the neighboring Kingdom would start a war once Father pass..., what do you think we should do?"
He stopped eating. "Such a bold move. They think they could destroy us with that pathetic army?"
The crown prince sighed, "Actually it'd be a great chance... But we have you, so I don't think they could succeed."
"Me?"
"Aren't you our great General? I know my title is higher than yours, but it's just a title, you are the one who hold real power, and with your talent, they won't stand a chance."
Yes, but you are the one who can order me, my brother.
"You know, every one in the court could turn traitor someday, and I... I only have you...", the crown prince whispered, holding his hand tightly, "My ally is only you..."
No, you have your own family. You have your mother, wife, sons and soldiers. They would kill me for you.
A few days later, the King passed away. The funeral would last for a week, then the crown prince could ascend the throne.
"I will go with Father, you should go watch the border. The enemy's marched through the Y Province.", the crown prince said when they were back to the palace after a long day preparing the funeral.
"I know", he nodded, "Be careful."
The crown prince hugged his young brother.
The next day the crown prince went along his Father for the last time. He watched the servants buried the King's body in his already built mausoleum.
When he went back to the capital, the gate had closed. The soldiers from the inside shouted: "Don't let them get through, they are with the enemy now!!"
The crown prince was horrified, his soldiers and the soldiers inside argued over his "betrayal". They didn't let him go. They made him unable to claim his throne.
He had to sleep in a tent that night. Actually he couldn not sleep at all, thinking about his younger brother.
The next morning, the little prince came up. He wore the General's clothes but his soldiers addressed him as "Your Majesty". So his young brother had ascended the throne. His throne. When he had been away.
The brothers now facing each other, one stood high above, one had to look up. The little prince's face was still handsome as ever. He showed no sight of relief or happiness.
"Why?" The crown prince asked the obvious question.
"You will do this to me someday", the little prince replied calmly, "I think the neighboring kingdom will gladly accept you. Please go."
"The throne is more important than me?" , the crown prince couldn't believe his ears.
"No, it's not the throne."
The crown prince, as if remembered something, suddenly asked: "You believe him? Don't you realize he just manipulated you to betray me? You don't think he's just trying to rip us apart, then kill both you and me?"
"I know", the little prince simply said, "But whatever he wants..."
"You... Are you..."
But the crown prince couldn't finish his words as the soldiers brought news that the enemy had marched through the border. There was no choice now for him.
"Farewell, little brother. Anyone can betray me, but I've never thought it'd be you. I was too arrogant then."
That was the last time the two brothers talked to each other. The crown prince had to surrender the enemy. They "gladly accepted" him and he moved to the neighbor kingdom, along with his family. He was made a duke by their king, living a comfortable life as a "traitor" to his own country.
The little prince became King, lead the army to fight the war with the neighboring kingdom. He was praised for his bravery in the battles and smart strategies.
Five years later, the crown prince died, his body was taken back to his homeland.
Ten years later, the little prince's Uncle visited his court. They were said to "always stick to each other".
"You ever regret your choice?", his Uncle asked softly while rubbing his hair. The little prince leaned on his shoulder, their hands holding tightly.
"What choice?", he smiled, eyes looked down on their hands, "I just had one way to go."
"You know he loved you, right?"
"We're so alike. I'm grateful to him, but that's it. Oh by the way, I think I have to announce that you "need to help me fight the neighboring kingdom" so you'd have to stay here for at least ten more years..."
And he really did that.
***
The little prince entered his bedchamper, surprised to see his Mother there.
"I know about your relationship", she started, "You know he's building his own kingdom now?"
"Of course I know. I'm the King, Mother."
"He knowed if he let your brother become King, his little Kingdom couldn't last long."
"I won't stand in your way, but I want to warn you, even if we defeat the neighboring Kingdom, there will be another enemy approaching us."
"I know, Mother"
"You know, but you still let that happen?"
"My brother and I, we are alike."
Except, he had known his price all along, while his brother hadn't.
And his Mother, as if he didn't know why she didn't oppose their relationship. She hoped this would happen.
If she wanted this, his Uncle wanted this, and he wanted this, there was no reason to stop. The future generations... Oh, he'd already done enough for them.
Twenty one years after the King passed away, the Kingdom defeated their enemy and the two kingdoms were unified. But by then, there was already another kingdom slowly rising to its power.
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Nhân vật:
The little prince = Trịnh Tùng
The crown prince = Trịnh Cối
The Uncle = Nguyễn Hoàng
The King = Trịnh Kiểm
The Mother = Thứ phi Ngọc Bảo, chị gái chúa Nguyễn Hoàng
The Kingdom = Lê- Trịnh
The neighboring kingdom = nhà Mạc
The Uncle's Kingdom = Đàng Trong
Lảm nhảm:
Sự kiện là có thật, nhưng mốc thời gian không đúng. Nguyễn Hoàng phải đến sau khi Trịnh Tùng đã đánh thắng nhà Mạc và lấy lại Đông Kinh mới ra bắc. Trịnh Tùng dần nghi ngờ nên giữ Nguyễn Hoàng mãi không cho về Nam, nếu ông không dùng mưu thì chắc mãn đời cũng không về được. Lý do Trịnh Tùng giữ ông đúng là để ông giúp đánh nhà Mạc, và ông giúp rất nhiệt tình (nhiệt tình quá nên gây nghi ngờ, mặc dù nói thật thì đối với Trịnh Tùng không giúp cũng nghi mà giúp thì càng nghi). Việc Nguyễn Hoàng sợ Trịnh Cối lên thì không giữ được Đàng Trong là tui bịa thôi, nhà Lê lúc đó đánh nhà Mạc trầy trật (bên Mạc có nhiều tướng giỏi lắm), còn nhờ chúa Nguyễn tiếp tế thì hơi đâu để ý. Sau này càng lúc càng căng thì mới trở mặt dần dần.
Cuối cùng cháu cũng viết xong fic về bác rồi đó 😣 Bác mãi mãi là idol của cháu ✨✨✨ (sau bác Hoàng và cả họ nhà bác ấy, of course 😆)
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