Fan Xian walked out of the East Palace, turned around and closed the two heavy palace doors himself, and glanced at the densely packed crowd surrounding the East Palace. His face was calm, but his heart was filled with unknown emotions. After calming down a bit, he waved to Eunuch Yao at the front of the crowd.
Eunuch Yao accompanied His Majesty through the difficult times on Mount Dadong. After Mr. Hong died for his country, he naturally became the number one person in the Qing court, but Fan Xian still waved casually as usual.
Eunuch Yao crouched down and respectfully stepped forward to listen to the order. Judging from this performance, no one had any doubt that Fan Xian would have supreme power in the future.
Fan Xian whispered a few words into Eunuch Yao's ear. Eunuch Yao's face was suspicious and he didn't dare to question Fan Xian's order. At this time, he couldn't ask His Majesty in the East Palace. The group of people withdrew to the periphery, keeping a long distance from the East Palace.
Fan Xian also followed them to the side of Xiao Lin in the palace, looked at the quiet East Palace from a distance, and guessed what His Majesty and the Crown Prince were talking about at this time. It was actually for the sake of safety that these people in the palace retreated a little bit. He wondered if the emperor would say something that he never wanted people to know once he became angry.
This is more for his own consideration, because only a few people in the world know the real reason why His Majesty wants to abolish the prince, and this matter was originally woven by him. The emperor knew his cultivation level, if he stayed outside the East Palace and heard the secrets in those palaces, no one would be happy.
Fan Xian pursed his parched lips, looked at Donggong with worried eyes, thinking that if he had to be gentle on the outside and strong on the inside, he might end up walking the same path as his second child. It's complicated. It's me who drove the prince to a dead end, but... who would have thought that the situation would develop like this. The things he and Chen Pingping did secretly seemed to drive the wolf away, but unexpectedly, a real dragon emerged in the world in the end.
In the past few years, all the people around His Majesty have passively or actively stood in opposition to His Majesty. Chen Pingping and Fan Xian finally succeeded in turning His Majesty into a loner. The top person in the world, and once his momentum was exhausted, he wanted to swallow the sun and the moon, which made Fan Xian feel chills and fear.
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The situation in the East Palace was different from Fan Xian's guess. The emperor and the prince and his son did not have the first few words, and fell into some kind of hysterical family and local drama quarrel. In the real royal family, there will never be Some activists like Ma Jingtao are just indifferent, gloomy, calm, and cruel.
The emperor sat on the stone steps very casually, with his legs spread wide apart, looking at the door of the East Palace, thinking that many years ago, he was waiting outside the palace gate for the good news of the Queen's birth. There was a lot of joy in the palace that day, and the queen mother was very happy, but her mood was a little more dignified than joy.
It wasn't until the woman outside the palace who was also pregnant sent a letter that he became happy, knowing that the other party was indeed not an ordinary woman in the world. The child seeks to save the seemingly tempting throne.
It was this attitude that made the emperor a little unhappy. Twenty years have passed, this kind of unhappiness has already become a forgotten emotion, but occasionally when he looks at the woman in the yellow shirt in the painting in the small building of the harem, he can't help complaining, Anzhi is yours Child, isn't it my child
Twenty years have passed, and the child who was destined to be the successor to the throne of the Qing Kingdom has grown up. He is sitting beside him at this time, with long hair draped softly behind him, and there is only calm and resignation in his eyes .
And the child in the womb of the woman outside the palace was outside the East Palace at this time, standing in a corner, watching the movement of the East Palace.
Subconsciously, the emperor went to the table in front of the steps, took the tea cup that the prince had drunk, brought it to his lips and took a sip, but he didn't know whether it was hot or cold.
"After all, Daqing was founded not long ago." For some reason, the emperor chose to speak from this place, and said slowly: "Although the Northern Qi Dynasty is only the second generation, he inherited the great Wei Dynasty, but the interior is much more stable. Damn, the empress is young and the prince is young, if they were placed in my Daqing, I am afraid that the forced palace would be a success... even if Ku He came forward, it would not work."
Li Chengqian's eyes fell on his father's hand holding the teacup.
"The reason for this is that I, Daqing, was born on the battlefield. The military is powerful, and I am used to reasoning with swords and swords. Such things as etiquette and emperor's prestige are not very convincing." The emperor's eyes were a little bit Indifference, "So to be the monarch of Daqing, I don't just have to be lenient and benevolent. I must have iron-blooded means and tenacity."
He turned his head to look at his son, and said, "You grew up in the palace since you were a child, but you got a benevolent name when you were eight years old..." At this point, the corner of the emperor's lips showed a hint of sarcasm, "It's just to help a few Only the injured rabbit had its feet covered, and those slaves blindly please the queen mother, saying that you must be a benevolent monarch in the future."
"Benevolence is cowardice, and I, Daqing, will rule the world. For fifty years, the world will be in constant disputes, and the old royal families everywhere will not be convinced. Half a hundred years old, but they will lay the foundation of ten thousand years... I only have time to lay down this country I want you to guard this country." The emperor looked back and said, "How can a benevolent and cowardly king guard this country?"
Li Chengqian glanced at his father, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips. Only then did he realize that his father had already been thinking about things decades later, as early as ten years ago. He had the confidence to rule the world, but he had to think A hundred years later, how this country will continue.
"That's why I brought Cheng Ze out to fight with you." The emperor closed his eyes, and said slowly: "Thinking about it now, you two were still young at that time, and I seem to be a little too hasty."
Li Chengqian still didn't answer.
"I also wanted to see if this kid Chengze had a future, but... within a year, I saw that his thoughts were too hypocritical. As an emperor, he should have awe-inspiring aura, but he...hasn't." The emperor still closed his eyes. He squinted his eyes, as if telling a distant story on the way, "So I am determined to pass on the idea of passing the country to you, but in those years, your performance really disappointed me. It's out of character."
Li Chengqian laughed at himself, and finally spoke slowly: "Father, I was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time. I was new to human affairs, and I thought that you were going to destroy me. I was terrified every night, so I had no choice but to find some feelings in the pile of makeup."
Surprisingly, the emperor was not very angry when he heard this, but instead smiled and said: "Cheng Ze is too restless, but he is smart, and finally sees clearly what is going on in my heart, but he has already come out, I have no choice but to keep going, from this aspect, your second brother is deeply in my heart."
"The knife may be sharpened, but if it is not sharpened, it will never be sharp." The emperor opened his eyes, looked at his son calmly, and said, "The second brother did not sharpen you, but dulled you. Entered Kyoto…”
Li Chengqian laughed, thinking of the first time he saw Fan Xian outside the other courtyard. As the crown prince at that time, how could he have seen the son of the servant in his eyes, who would have thought that the son of the servant would eventually become He became his own brother and became the hardest whetstone in honing the succession of imperial power.
"You have made great progress in the past two years." The emperor sighed and said slowly: "I don't know if it's because you have matured or because Yunrui has taught you many things. Both the ruling and opposition parties have recognized your status as the prince. I am also very satisfied.”
Hearing the word Yunrui, the corners of Li Chengqian's lips could not help twitching, and he immediately let go of his heart, smiled with great courage, and said: "You let me study political affairs with my aunt, and it will naturally have some effect."
The emperor didn't get angry, but just said lightly: "The so-called political affairs, it would be good to have the two scholars of Shu and Hu teach you. In fact, you also know that what I let you learn from Yun Rui is the art of conspiracy. There are less than a few teachers who are better than Yunrui."
"It would be nice to just go on like this." The emperor said softly: "There are still many things you can't learn. When I get old, you should have seen a lot of things, and the last emperor's mind skills should also be proficient. At that time, I Only then can I rest assured that I will pass on this piece of land to you."
Li Chengqian was in a weird mood. Although he was a prince since he was a child, his father had always been more than strict with him and lacked in warmth, so he developed his cowardly temperament. Although his temperament has changed a lot in the past two years, but Sitting with my father like this, talking to each other... but it seems to be the first time.
"Anzhi told me everything about the situation in Kyoto." The emperor said gently, "You performed well, and your performance in the rebellion was decent, but there are a few problems."
Li Chengqian knelt beside the emperor for the last time as the prince, bowing to ask for advice.
"The struggle for supremacy in the world does not require any tenderness or fear. He Zongwei led the imperial censor to disobey the court, and you should be killed as a court stick."
The emperor's gaze was extremely stern: "An Zhi persuaded the court officials to fight you at the enthronement ceremony, you should kill him."
He looked at his son, as if he was teaching him the last time, and said, "As long as someone stands in the way, just kill them. You might as well be at ease with that."
The emperor went on to say: "The two great scholars under the door, as well as those civil servants, if you don't kill them but shut them down, what effect will this have? This is the biggest mistake you made in the Kyoto incident... If Yunrui handles the matter personally It's not about you discussing with the queen mother, maybe the capital has already been settled down, and the court has been bloodbathed, so Fan Xian can't delay the time to start it."
Li Chengqian smiled wryly, sighed long, looked at his father and said softly: "Father, do you know why I can't bear to kill those ministers?"
Before the emperor could open his mouth, Li Chengqian said quietly: "Perhaps you forgot that when you intended to abolish the reserve... these old ministers bravely stood up to oppose your will and stood behind me to support me... Maybe not, my boy. A very powerful person, but a person who knows how to repay his kindness, although Hu Shu and the two great scholars support Hai'er for the sake of Guozuo, but I... really can't bear to do anything to them."
The emperor was silent, he didn't know what he was thinking about, and after a long while, he suddenly said: "When I decide to destroy you, there are still people who will restore you."
Li Chengqian was startled, and an image immediately appeared in his mind. On the way to Nanzhao, Fang Qingban, who had been faintly following the mission, said in a little surprise, "Fan Xian?"
He knew that Wang Shisanlang belonged to Fan Xian, but he never knew why Fan Xian did this. Until the emperor pointed it out at this time, he couldn't help but feel infinitely complicated emotions in his heart. Fan Xian smashed it with one hand, smacked repeatedly in his heart, and thought of the beginning of the failure, Fan Xian was going to make himself escape from the palace, and he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.
The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Anzhi is a real person, just like you, with occasional true temperament."
"I'm not as good as him." After a long silence, the prince sighed, then he stood up, kowtowed to the emperor very seriously, and said solemnly: "Father, my child has always had resentment against you in my heart. I feel much better after giving the instructions... But before the child left, there was a sentence... Enough people in the family have died, so I ask my father to be more lenient to those who are alive in the future."
Kuanren, of course, means that the emperor's previous methods were too harsh, and the emperor's face suddenly became stern, but when he heard the three words before leaving, for some reason, the emperor did not get angry, but instead used an extremely complicated Looking at Li Chengqian with wide eyes, he slowly said, "I promise you."
A gust of early autumn night wind poured in from the north of the imperial city, whistling along the still water of the corridor garden in the palace, adding a bit of sadness.
"Survive, Zhen... you can pretend that certain things never happened." The emperor said something that surprised Li Chengqian.
A sad smile appeared on Li Chengqian's face. He knew what kind of person his father was, and the emperor's first priority was his heart. Since he had betrayed him once, he would never be able to gain the other party's trust again, let alone the matter between himself and his aunt. , has already killed the opponent's Ni Lin, although no one knows why this is a Ni Lin.
Li Chengqian will not take over the lifelong confinement. As a man of the Li family, he always has the courage to kill himself. His eyes calmed down, and he looked at the emperor and said softly: "What's the point of saying such things at this time? ?”
"I asked earlier how this passage will be recorded in the history books."
"Now we are rebellious ministers and rebellious sons, everyone will be punished, colluding with foreign enemies, messing up the court... You are a glorious generation of kings, you have done nothing wrong, and everything is someone else's fault."
The emperor's face had returned to calm, and he was quietly listening to Li Chengqian's indifferent and deep words.
"But you seem to have forgotten one thing. No matter how it is smeared in the history books, you must always remember how many people died in the capital during the early autumn of the seventh month of Qingli. The Li family died a grandmother, a queen, and a The eldest princess, a crown prince, a prince died."
Li Chengqian sighed, and for the first time looked at his invincible father with an equal, even superior gaze, and said: "You will be the emperor of all ages in the history books, and the one beside you is like this." It’s clean, there’s no one clean, wouldn’t it be lonely?”
The emperor looked at him indifferently, without saying anything, with a slight smile on his lips, as if to express that the gods soaring above the nine heavens, how could they care about the loneliness on the top of the clouds and the excitement of the world.
Then he stood up and walked out of the gate of the East Palace. When he was at the gate of the palace, his heart moved slightly, and he took out a letter from his sleeve. This letter was the second prince's suicide note, which was given to him by Gong Dian earlier.
The emperor took out the thin letter paper to see what his second son wanted to tell him when he was dying.
There are two lines of incomparably scribbled words on the letter paper, the pen and ink are with withered silk, it is obvious that it was written hastily, but the turning point is powerful, like a sword piercing the back of the paper, full of anger and unwillingness.
The first whetstone that Emperor Qing threw at the court, the third prince, Li Chengze, yelled at his lofty father the meaning similar to that of the prince in his last suicide note, but the words he used were more piercing and sharp, especially It's the last four words.
"Widow! Widow! Lonely! Alone!"
To be old without a wife is to be a widow, to be a widow without a single person in the world, to be a widow, to live alone without a mother is to be an orphan, to be old without a child... is to be alone!
In the battle of Dadongshan stretching across the capital, Emperor Qing defeated the two great masters of the world, lured out and eliminated the restless factors in the royal family and the army, and singled out the evil thieves in the court. Once the big situation that has been woven for decades becomes a reality, it will undoubtedly be the most glorious time in Emperor Qing's life.
However, the empress is dead, the woman from that year has long since died, the empress dowager is dead, and the eldest princess who accompanied the emperor for twenty years and devoted her youthful years to him is also dead, the prince is dead, the second prince is dead, all Everyone died.
Only one of the emperor was left alone, a widow from his family.
Emperor Qing looked at the letter indifferently, his fingers trembled slightly, the letter paper turned into a pile of white powder, slipped from his fingers, and was blown by the autumn wind at the gate of the East Palace, and scattered in all directions, like a desolate snowfall .
There was a faint pain in his eyes, and his brows were furrowed. The words of the two sons before they died pierced deeply into the king's heart. Gradually dimmed, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be wet, but his body was still so tall and straight, firm and motionless.
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The door of the East Palace was closed tightly again. No one knew what happened inside, but everyone knew that the last time of the deposed prince Li Chengqian would definitely be spent in this deserted palace, but at some point, the palace bell rang It sounded again, or sounded disdainfully, just watching his death indifferently.
The emperor dispersed all the servants, leaving only Fan Xian to accompany him, and walked silently towards the depths of the harem in the middle of the night, passing through the Chenlang, passing through the cold palace, passing through the overgrown weeds, and then came to the place where no one had come for a long time. In front of the small building.
The father and son did not go up the building, nor did they go to see the portrait in that building. The emperor just looked at the small building silently for a few times, then turned around resolutely and walked away along the path of autumn grass to a place where there was no one else.
Fan Xian silently followed three steps behind him, deep in his heart was heavy, no need to pretend, it was real heavy. Vaguely, he could guess His Majesty's mood at this time, so many relatives died one after another, although these relatives were the enemies he had to get rid of... But no one can get rid of the love of flesh and blood.
Your Majesty is like a god, but he is still alone in the mortal world. If you are too high, you can forget your feelings, but if you are really too high, why bother to struggle in this world
Successive deaths depressed Fan Xian's mood, let alone the emperor. After all, this middle-aged man with a tired face was after all a father, a brother, a husband, and a son. .
The two stood in the knee-deep grass, maintaining a tacit silence, looking at the quiet palace at night. The emperor didn't speak, so Fan Xian naturally didn't dare to speak. He just carefully watched his expression on the side.
The emperor was silent for a long time, and he never opened his mouth. He had a lot of things in his heart that he wanted to say to others, but Fan Xian was only his son.
"Go back to the palace."
"yes."
Fan Xian responded with a heavy expression on his face. The emperor happened to see this expression when he turned his head, and his heart darkened slightly. His feeling towards this son became better and better. Coupled with the words the prince said earlier, the emperor couldn't help but fall into the trap again. mused.
After contemplating for a moment, the emperor waved his hand weakly and said, "If you still feel unwell, come to the palace and ask me."
Fan Xian was startled, he knew what this sentence meant, and when he was about to say something, he found that the emperor had turned and left.
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After returning to the imperial study and eating some supper, the emperor became a little tired. Fan Xian wanted to leave the palace, but was stopped by the emperor. It seemed that he desperately needed someone to accompany him at this time.
After a while, eunuch Yao came in and said something softly, the emperor nodded, and let Fan Xian go back to the mansion to rest on his own, and then enter the palace to discuss matters tomorrow. Fan Xian led the way out, but on the corridor outside the Imperial Study, he heard an extremely familiar sound, that was the sound of a wheelchair rolling on the ground.
He knew that His Majesty was watching him from behind, and in the dim light of the imperial study, he showed a gentle face, bowed deeply to the old man in the wheelchair, and said, "You are here."
Chen Pingping finally returned to the capital, returned to the palace, and returned to the side of His Majesty the Emperor, just when His Majesty was loneliest and needed people the most.
There was silence in the imperial study room. The emperor looked at his most loyal courtier, most intimate friend, and most reliable comrade-in-arms. He closed his eyes and said, "Zhen... forced these sons too hard."
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(Writing these chapters, I was really tired mentally and emotionally. After all, I still didn't let the emperor shed tears. The tears of crocodiles can't touch people. Sometimes it's just a kind of self-pity and self-comfort, but I really love it. I admire people like Emperor Qing. In a sense, he, like Ye Qingmei, is an idealist, but idealists may not bring ideal results to the world...
I am a philistine, so I have to keep a respectful distance from such people, so I seriously ask for monthly tickets and strive for the top three, because there is a bonus of 6,000 yuan. )
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