Empty White
After entering the palace, Prince Anle often went to Penglai Island to visit the imprisoned Princes Rong and Liang...
In recent days, he has been accompanying Prince Rong every day to please him and has become good friends with him.
In the spring, King Anle was reluctant to leave Jingzhao Chang'an, and even more reluctant to see the saint sitting firmly on the throne with his appearance.
The king joined forces with the rebel king of Chang'an to plot rebellion and regicide.
King Anle sent a letter to Penglai Island, inducing King Rong to commit suicide.
Prince Ning submitted a memorial to the palace, and it was Prince Anle who brought him in.
The kerosene in the wine jar was provided by Princess Huaiyang's military consort, who was under the command of Prince Anle.
The saints know all this and let it go.
This is the true nature of an emperor.
This is how a king should exercise power.
Empress Dowager Feng only knew that Prince Anle was a murderous person, but she didn't know that He Nu was the mastermind, nor that Li Nu was an accomplice.
The news of King Anle's death was sent to Luoyang...
A month later, the King of Yan and his family came from the sacred capital Luoyang.
In order to ensure a peaceful and harmonious life after the death of Prince Anle and to protect the health of Princess Yan, Empress Dowager Feng concealed the matter and blamed the crime of that day on Prince Ning Li Junzhan.
A sinner who bears all sins.
The day when Prince Yan and his family entered Chang'an.
Empress Dowager Feng refused to see Princess Yan.
The princess slapped me in the face. I took the slap from Luoyang on behalf of Chang'an and Taiji Palace.
Prince Wu'an, who always loved to compete with me and would not let me go, did not make things difficult for me that day.
I injured King Anle, I killed King Anle, and the Princess of Yan pleaded with the Saint, asking me to be buried with him...
The Princess of Yan wanted me to give birth to her youngest son, Prince Anle.
Empress Dowager Feng was determined not to do so.
Over the past twenty years, Empress Dowager Feng had only seen Prince Anle three times. Seeing that he was very similar to Henu, Empress Dowager Feng treated him with a little more favoritism.
One is a "traitor", the other is "loyal and devoted".
My mother raised me for more than ten years. How could the Empress Dowager be willing to let her adopted daughter be buried alive with a idle member of the royal family?
The Queen Mother is reluctant to let go, so why should the Saint be reluctant to let go?
He must have agreed immediately.
That day, that time, He Nu protected me behind him.
The saints do not allow it.
As a saint, he naturally would not allow it.
I know all his secrets. If I were to be buried with him, the outcome would be a disaster for both of us.
He couldn't let me be buried alive in front of the Princess of Yan.
For this, Your Majesty, like me, was slapped by the Princess of Yan.
The Princess of Yan slapped the saint in the face and also her son in the face.
Her eyes were blurry and she mistook the saint for King Anle.
"Son...son...my son..."
The screams were shrill.
"Erlang...Erlang...my Erlang..."
The crying continued.
"You are not my son, you are not my Jiro!"
Princess Yan burst into tears and shouted loudly in Taiji Palace.
"Empress Dowager Feng, Empress Dowager Feng, please come out, come out and see me..."
Empress Dowager Feng did not feel guilty about not seeing her sister, but because the truth could not be made public.
"Feng Qiubai, Feng Qiubai, come out..."
Princess Yan wept bitterly.
"Feng Qiubai, why is your son alive? My son died, and you let him live, and made my son a scapegoat for your son... Why?"
The princess asked sternly.
I, the Saint, the Queen Mother, was not moved at all.
The mother lost her young son, but her miserable cries could not wake up this cold Tai Chi Palace.
Queen Mother, Saint, I, Taiji Palace, will never regret it and will never be moved.
Years ago, Concubine Guo's bullying and insults, the late emperor's coldness and disloyalty, Sanlang's unfilial behavior and rebellion, and Empress Dowager Feng's white silk did not take her life, but only took away her last weakness and remaining warmth.
When I observe a saint, I find that he will never regret anything.
The saint, from the old dynasty to the new dynasty, from the previous dynasty to the present dynasty, from Prince Xin's Mansion to Shaoyang Courtyard, from the East Palace to Taiji Palace.
Every step he took was on the corpses of his brothers and sisters, every step he took was on swords and thorns.
Your Majesty, I will never regret it until my death.
Tears are not the life-saving water that can bring the dead back to life. A heart of stone without regrets and without malice is the panacea that can save lives.
"Feng Qiubai, today, we are no longer sisters."
This was the last cry of Princess Yan in Taiji Palace.
King Wu'an wanted to conduct a thorough investigation into King Anle's death.
If he is allowed to continue the investigation, it will endanger His Majesty the Emperor sooner or later.
The saints are not wrong, and neither am I.
The Queen Mother doesn't want Princess Yan to know the truth, and He Nu and I also don't want the Queen Mother to know the truth.
The sage and I do not want the Queen Mother to have any worries because of Prince Anle.
That day, I invited King Wu'an to Xingningfang.
"Last spring, your eldest and second brothers returned to Luoyang. After Erlang left the palace, he would inquire about your whereabouts every day. As your elder brother, I accompanied him every day..."
King Wu'an told me.
"Before Erlang came to Chang'an, he was very happy. He said that for you, he might never return to Luoyang..."
King Wu'an told me.
"But you... hurt him. You killed him. Erlang is dead, and you didn't shed a single tear for him?"
King Wu'an, with red eyes and tears in his eyes, asked me about my crime.
Prince Wu'an was heartbroken, but I was happy.
He cried and I laughed.
King Anle deceived Chang'an, deceived Luoyang, and deceived his parents and brothers.
"Li Junzhu, you don't know your own brother at all."
I told Wu'an King Li Junzhu with a smile.
"The king loves the country, not women... Prince Anle came to Chang'an for the country, not for me."
I told the truth word by word to King Anle's brother.
The words were not explained clearly, so Prince Wu'an only had a vague understanding.
"Prince Anle asked about Yan's eldest and second sons, but it was because the raccoon slave and the crane slave were often together. Prince Anle was doing this for the crane slave, not for the raccoon slave."
I told him the truth.
The truth was unbelievable. In an instant, King Wu'an let go of his arrogant and righteous attitude.
"Kill the saint, and let Prince Anle take his place. The king will be firmly seated in the Taiji Palace. Why would he need to return to Luoyang? Or even to the Eastern Capital? He only wants to be a saint, so naturally he is happy."
This is what King Anle really thinks in his heart.
King Anle used my name to seize power and he deserves death.
"Since he wants the kingdom, why would he use me as bait?"
"He used me as bait, why should I be sad for him and shed tears for him?"
"It all depends on you being the king or me being the subject?"
"He wants to seize power and position, so he wants me to bear the blame?"
I questioned King Wu'an loudly.
Li Junzhu refused to believe me. He didn't believe that Prince Anle came to Chang'an for the throne.
I gave the letter that forced Prince Rong to death to Prince Wu'an. Prince Rong burned it before his death, and half of it was left.
Only half, but it is also irrefutable evidence.
How come King Wu'an couldn't recognize his own brother's handwriting?
The white paper concealed a trick, the black words wrote a conspiracy, and he had to believe it.
Prince Ning and Prince Anle conspired to assassinate the king, and because of the death of Prince Rong, the two turned against each other.
King Anle reaped what he sowed.
He died in Yongle Hall of Taiji Palace.
Everything I say is true, and everything I hide is true.
Li Junzhu clutched the evidence of his crime and actually said, "Erlang... who among the Li family doesn't like the throne? Who doesn't like you?"
"He loves the country for the beauty, and he loves it for you!"
Prince Anle was full of scheming, while Prince Wuan was shameless.
King Li is King Li, every one of them annoys me.
"It's true that Li Jialang likes the throne. But it's not true that he likes concubines."
I said with a smile.
"Your Majesty also likes the throne? Your Majesty also likes concubines?"
I asked Li Junzhu with a smile.
King Wu'an did not answer.
He also likes the throne.
"To share your worries and die for you, this is the blessing of King Anle."
I spoke coldly.
Prince Anle, if he dies for Your Majesty, he will leave behind a good name, I said.
"Prince Anle has committed treason and rebellion, a heinous crime. Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, has shown great leniency to Prince Anle and the Princess of Yan."
I sneered coldly.
"Go back... Take Prince Anle, Princess Yan, and follow Prince Yan back to Luoyang. Never come to Chang'an again..."
This is the last sentence I say to Wu'an King Li Junzhu in this life.
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