If Yang Jian's words can be described in one word, it would be to relieve hatred. This kind of pleasure that comes after revenge is fully displayed on his face at this moment. It is hard to imagine that such a person with great achievements, a person who created a great empire, should have a broader mind than ordinary people. But in fact, at this time, he is more like a demon who just killed the gods, so proud.
Hearing that he said that after transporting the body of the old dean Wan Xingchen back from Jiangnan, he flogged the corpse five hundred times, and everyone in the room felt like they wanted to vomit. I don't know if it's the scene in my fantasy that I'm sick of, or the person standing in front of me. This is the Emperor Taizu who has been worshiped and revered by them for nearly two hundred years.
At this time, there was no trace of fear on the face of the little emperor Yang Chengqian, and even the hatred became very light, and there was only contempt for the founder of the Great Sui Dynasty.
His hand and Yang Qinyan's were tightly held together, perhaps the two brothers and sisters had never understood each other like today. Although this is not the first time, they feel the warmth in each other's palms.
Perhaps it was the disdain and contempt on the faces of the two siblings that made Yang Jian's pleasure quickly disappear. Instead, it was anger.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Yang Jian asked sullenly.
The little emperor sneered: "Don't you still expect me to cheer for you?"
"enough!"
Yang Jian looked into the little emperor's eyes and said: "You don't have the qualifications to call yourself Zhen in front of me. I allowed you to do this before because you were the orthodox emperor of the Sui Dynasty. But don't forget, I will always be the emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty." The founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty, I can give you the seat of the Great Sui Emperor, or I can easily take it back."
"If Tai Sui is such a Tai Sui..."
The little emperor smiled: "Then I don't need to be the emperor."
He felt the hand holding his hand tighten, so the warmth in his palm was more real.
He looked at the emperor Taizu who stood tall in front of him, and the admiration and admiration in his eyes when he looked at the portrait of Emperor Taizu had long since disappeared.
"You think you are Da Sui, and Da Sui is you, so no matter what you do, it is not selfish, so you are not wrong."
The little emperor said calmly: "You made this toy yourself, and you can play with it as you please. But please stop speaking in the tone of our ancestors, because you don't regard us as your descendants. You think Da Sui is you, but in my eyes, Da Sui is a family where tens of millions of people live and work in peace and contentment. And the emperor is the father of this family, with the greatest power and the highest status."
"The emperor decides how the family should develop. He leads the family to a better life. That's why the father is supported. However, when the father thinks that everyone in the family is his toy, he can kill them at will. Dispose of it casually, because he is the head of the family and he has such rights... Then, how long do you think this family will last? Now those who raise the flag to rebel and want to overthrow the Sui Dynasty are those rich families, because they are driven by interests. But I See, if you are allowed to continue to harm this family, then the people in the world will raise the flag to rebel! If you lose the hearts of the people, what can you do even if you are the most powerful person in the world?"
Yang Jian couldn't help but sneer: "Do you know what people's hearts are?"
He took a step forward, stood on the edge of the high platform and looked down at the little emperor: "People's hearts are just a weapon held by the strong. When I defeat all the enemies on the battlefield, I only need to issue a few rules to support the people." government decree, then the people's hearts are still attached to the flag flying in the Great Sui Dynasty."
The little emperor was silent, then shook his head: "Maybe you are right, but there is one thing my father told me a long time ago, those who want to play tricks on the common people can only play themselves to death in the end."
Yang Jian snorted: "Everything Yang Yi did was wrong in the first place."
The little emperor raised his jaw: "But he is taller than you, cleaner than you, purer than you, and more like an emperor than you. He is seriously ill, but he has courage. He has never felt that death is something worthwhile. What you are afraid of, and you... Compared with him, you are just an out-and-out coward."
"Want to provoke me to kill you?"
Yang Jian said coldly: "No, you are still the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, and I also need someone who still sits as the emperor of the Sui Dynasty. People in the world will not believe such a thing as the resurrection of the Taizu of the Sui Dynasty, so you will not Die. I brought all of you here today to show your identities, not to sit on the dragon chair again, but to tell you, Da Sui, now I will guard you again."
"Guard your Tai Sui!"
The little emperor said loudly: "That is your private property, not us. You are powerful, you can control everything, but there is one thing you cannot control..."
The little emperor stretched out his other hand from the wide sleeve of his robe, and there was a drop of blood on the palm.
He tilted his head and smiled at Yang Qinyan, very gentle and calm: "So it's not as difficult as I imagined..."
With a snap, a small box fell from his cuff. It was a small wooden box with exquisite workmanship. It should be used by women to put rings or other jewelry. After the box fell to the ground, a small faint blue nail rolled out of it, making a very weak crisp sound.
"This thing has been hidden on my body since I knew you came out. I asked Dou Shuangfang to prepare it for me. It is a secret poison prepared by the Ouchi guards. You only need to pierce your finger, and the poison can quickly penetrate into the blood. Here, I'll be dead in less than a moment. Just one sting, it's easy..."
The little emperor smiled so proudly: "I thought that I would never have the courage to stab like this. That's why I surrendered to you and trembled in fear in front of you. Because I miss life..."
His face began to turn yellow, and his breathing became more rapid. I don't know what the poison is made of, but it's onset so quickly. As he spoke, blood began to spill from his nose, ears, and even the corners of his eyes.
"The reason why I am nostalgic is because my father has tried everything possible to win it for me. The reason why I am afraid of death is that I know that this life not only belongs to me, but also belongs to my father! But now... in front of you, I finally I have the courage to stab like this... "
The little emperor held his head high, looking so proud.
Yang Jian's complexion kept changing, and his tightly clenched fists made crackling sounds. The veins on his neck were stretched, and he looked like ugly earthworms. This insignificant descendant in front of him finally really and completely angered him.
The little emperor trembled and took a step forward, meeting Yang Jian's cold and heartless eyes.
He looked at Yang Jian and said word by word: "You... don't you like me calling myself Zhen in front of you? You keep me because you want to drink my blood at the most critical moment, right?"
He took a deep breath and shouted out with the loudest voice: "I won't give it to you even if I die!"
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dome
Yang Qinyan looked at the world outside the window and suddenly felt very strange. When she was six or seven years old, her father inherited the throne. Since then, she has often come to play in the Changchun Garden Dome, and she is very familiar with it. She even remembered that there was a beehive behind which stone on the rockery, and knew that the shortest tree in the rows of trees outside the dome was the third horizontally and the ninth vertically. She still remembered that she had to jump out of the back window of the dome after taking three steps, because there was a small puddle covered with fallen leaves, and if she forgot, she would step into it.
She remembered that her father Yang Yi liked to sit on the kang by the window, and the teacup was within reach on his right hand. On the left is a pen holder, because Yang Yi is left-handed.
She remembered that in summer, Father always liked to let people plant some vegetables outside the window, there were racks full of cucumbers and beautiful tomatoes. She had taken Yang Chengqian more than once to pick fresh fruits and vegetables in that small vegetable garden and eat them without washing them.
She remembered all of these, but why did she look so strange outside
The descendants of the Yang family were all imprisoned in the Changchun Garden, and the body of the little emperor was carried away by those soldiers of the Iron Armored Army who couldn't see his face. She didn't know how her brother's body would be disposed of, but she knew that his brother had at least succeeded in one thing. That devil-like ancestor, don't think about drinking his blood again.
A few armored soldiers stood outside the door with their backs to her. Looking at the backs of those people, she felt that what she saw was a group of wild beasts. It was entrenched at the door, ready to pounce in at any time, tear itself to pieces and swallow them.
She saw Iron Armored Army soldiers driving thousands of eunuchs and maids into the Changchun Garden, and then they were all killed by those Iron Armored Army soldiers at the place where the little emperor poisoned himself. Then, the Iron Armored Army soldiers buried their bodies beside the big trees in the imperial garden in silence, and the blood stains on the bluestone slabs were quickly washed away by buckets of clean water.
She knew why those palace people were killed. The palace people in Taiji Palace were all driven to Changchun Garden to be killed. Yang Jian could then announce that the little emperor would live in Changchun Garden for a long time, and then give him a seriously ill patient. Excuse? That's right... The emperor's father has a disease, Yang Jian told outsiders that the little emperor also has such a disease, no one should doubt it, right? It doesn't matter if someone doubts it, because no one in Chang'an city dares to question Yang Jian.
There will be a group of new palace candidates in the Taiji Palace soon, and they will feel very happy with them.
Those Jinyi schools who guarded outside the Qionglu before all died in the end, and no one survived. In fact, from the moment they put down the weapons in their hands, they were already doomed to die. As a Jinyi school, but he doesn't even have the courage to protect the emperor, Yang Jian will never keep them.
Many things are happening outside the window, but there is always a picture in Yang Qinyan's mind that appears over and over again.
The younger brother held her hand tightly, as if she had played with him when she was a child. Yang Chengqian liked to cling to her since he was a child, and always followed her like a follower, asking with a silly smile, where is my sister going, where is my sister going
Many times, she will be impatient, but she will still hold her brother's hand. Sometimes she would deliberately take her younger brother to some more dangerous places, and the naturally timid younger brother would turn pale with fright, and then hold her hand even tighter. Every time at this time, she will be a little proud. When there are outsiders, the younger brother will naturally hold her hand. She knows that the younger brother is timid and wants to find warmth and shelter from her own palm.
"Boys have to stand on their own, do you know?"
She would always teach her younger brother this way: "You are the only son of the emperor father. You will be the emperor in the future. How can you rule the people if you are so timid? You will be afraid when you see so few people. From now on, you will sit on the dragon chair in Taiji The palace is to be worshiped by civil and military officials!"
"I must be very courageous in the future!"
The younger brother would always be like this, answering her seriously with his little jaw raised.
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"yes… "
Yang Qinyan wiped away the tears on her face, smiled and said, "You are the most courageous."
The picture that kept appearing in her mind over and over again happened not long ago. The younger brother took her hand, raised his jaw and shouted with the loudest voice.
"I won't give it to you even if I die!"