Red and White
Xingningfang was bustling for ten days, and Taiji Palace was no more, no less, for a full two months of fun.
Yang Yanji "appeared out of nowhere", stole all the limelight in Chang'an, and possessed unlimited power in the world.
Among the third rank officials, and among all the officials, many people looked down on them openly or secretly, and gritted their teeth behind closed doors.
Yang Leren slapped the Minister of the Central Secretariat of this dynasty hard.
The first person to come and bother me was the Minister of the Central Secretariat, Prime Minister Pei.
Pei Qing visited Xingningfang late at night. He knelt down and begged, crying, "Please ask me, I ask the Marquis of Luoyang to kill the treacherous minister of the time, Yang Yanji."
Clear the court, rectify Chang'an, save Taiji, and support the Li Dynasty.
If I didn't know his background, I would really sigh and say, what a dedicated Minister Pei is to the country and the people.
I remember that year, when the sage was away and the empress dowager was seriously ill, I was in charge of the Taiji Palace.
Prime Minister Pei enjoyed peace and prosperity at night, while enclosing land and making money during the day. He never forgot to seal memorials day and night, and every day he impeached the Marquis of Luoyang for stealing the country.
I remember every word and every detail.
Yang Xiang pursued power and influence, Yan Xiang pursued family and clan, and Pei Xiang pursued fame and profit.
People are born for power, people are born for profit, they come for power and go for profit. Let alone being clear and bright, it is shameful to say that one is upright.
Everyone is pursuing fame and fortune. You cannot say that you are white, and likewise, you cannot say that others are black.
If power is not in the hands of Prime Minister Yang, it is in the hands of Prime Minister Yan. If power is not in the hands of Prime Minister Yan, it is in the hands of Prime Minister Pei.
Pei Xiang loves power and influence.
Now that his power has been taken away, he is unwilling to be the first to step forward. He only cares about his own fame and fortune, and insists on speaking in a high-sounding manner and making big statements about serving the country and the people.
If he really wanted to serve the king and the country, he would have died with his blood and smashed his head against the throne room. He would never have waited for Pei Qing to travel at night in fine clothes and beg others to "rescue" the saint.
I've seen many cunning and cunning people like him since I was a child, and I won't be fooled by a few words from him...
He was so righteous that he begged me to go to Taiji Palace to die, to pave the way for his official career and clear the obstacles for his power. Pei Qing was very scheming and calculating.
In front of Prime Minister Pei, I pretended to be embarrassed, neither saying yes nor no, and just waited for Prime Minister Pei to kneel and kowtow, cry and beg. I sat quietly in the hall, watching him "apologize" to me and tell me about his past sins. After he begged me many times, I just said lightly that I could do nothing to help him, and then issued an order to expel him and sent him out of the house.
I remember that year, on April 15th, the sun was bright and the moon was also very round.
That day, after noon, the people of Chang'an knelt in front of the gate of the Marquis of Luoyang's mansion.
Yang Shang rode his horse through the streets, injuring civilians in Chang'an. The Jinwu Guards did not dare to arrest him, and the Jingzhao Yin did not dare to intervene.
We common people have no place to turn to for help and no way to redress our grievances. The relatives of the injured have no choice but to kneel in Xingningfang, right in front of me.
I killed the imperial concubine, the king's uncle, the imperial concubine, the prince, and all the royal relatives without any mercy, but I... would never kill unrelated civilians indiscriminately.
I don't care about the common people in Chang'an and Luoyang.
The people work from sunrise to sunset. Some are ignorant and only know how to blindly follow others, while others are kind-hearted and dedicated to doing good. There are all kinds of people, and we cannot generalize them.
I have no love, no sympathy, no kindness or justice towards them, only pity for the weak.
I have a bad heart and a mean character. I am the son of an adulterer and a bastard. But sometimes I see the need for justice and I am willing to be a teacher of justice.
The royal family of Chang'an, the wealthy families from all over the country, the princes and daughters of the boudoir were born into wealth and died in wealth, enjoying endless wealth and splendor all day long.
Tai Chi struggles, the alternation of imperial power, death because of power, death for power, from birth to death, they are not pitiful, and the word "innocent" cannot be said, and this also includes me.
From the beginning to the end, I have relied on the support of the people.
I will definitely not kill innocent people, and naturally I will never allow the nobles' blood to flow freely and turn into a torrential red rain, drowning innocent people.
Even if you are a saint, I will not allow it.
Zheng Zihuan died, he was not innocent, but the people of the world were truly innocent.
It is absolutely unacceptable to hurt the common people in the fight for the throne.
Yang Yanji was promoted and raised by the saint, but I was the one who "sent" him to the Lord by accident.
The disaster in Chang'an was created by the saint, but it was also caused by me.
Since it was my fault and I caused this mistake, I should settle it myself.
I guarantee my life and will seek justice for the injured and comfort their relatives. In the mansion, I explained my affairs after death to A Xiang and Yuan Xiao. Fortunately... I have no relatives or descendants, so in just a few words, I explained everything about my life before and after death.
Ah Xiang wiped her tears, and Yuan Xiao didn't say anything.
Even though I value my life, I admit my mistakes and will never evade responsibility.
That day, before dusk, and before the palace gates closed, I was about to ride my horse into the Taiji Palace alone.
Just at this time, Wang Xiang came to Xingningfang, and the prince came here specifically to look for me.
Among all the ministers in Chang'an, only Prime Minister Wang is benevolent and serves the people without any selfish motives. He is a true gentleman, and I should respect him very much.
Li and Yang were together every day. If it weren't for Empress Dowager Feng and Prime Minister Wang to interfere, I'm afraid Yang Yanji would have been the only one in control of the government.
I dismounted and paid my respects. The prince didn't say much, but only invited me to go into the palace to meet Empress Dowager Feng. What Prime Minister Wang meant was the same as what the Empress Dowager of Xingqing Palace meant.
I bowed once and again, then rode away.
That day, even if the prime minister did not come, even if the queen mother did not issue an edict, I would force my way into the palace.
As soon as I entered Taiji Palace, I didn’t go to Xingqing Palace, but went to Jishanfang to visit Concubine Tong first.
It is called a visit, but it is actually a farewell.
Although I am deaf, I can still hear as I walk along the way. The cries of the eunuchs, palace maids, six bureaus and twenty-four departments are endless.
All the palace ladies, big and small, sued Yang Yanji.
Beating and scolding palace maids, doing all kinds of evil, and having a long history of bad deeds, this is the true face of Prime Minister Yang.
Tang Gongzheng told me that the newly appointed prime minister was the most ignorant of etiquette. When he met Concubine Tong in the palace, he failed to greet her several times.
I took note of that.
In Xingqing Palace, Empress Dowager Feng sat in the hall.
I kneel before your Highness.
The poisoned wine and white silk are right in front of me.
"You were eager to get married, but the Emperor was so unkind and unjust, snatching people away regardless of gender. You've lost face and your husband, and now you can only hide in your house every day and not see anyone. Mother knows that you...really like Yang Yanji, but now, if we don't kill him, there will be disaster for our dynasty and the Li family. From now on...I will find someone better for you. You are the only one I can use by my side. Li'er...if you get rid of him, it will be considered as filial piety to mother."
Empress Dowager Feng said.
The King of Yue only knew that a folding fan was light, but he didn't know how heavy a weapon was.
Princess Leyang is still young.
Sanlang of Qianzhou, formerly the King Ping, is the most useless.
The only one the Queen Mother can rely on is He Nu, but He Nu's soul has been bewitched by a fox demon and is now useless.
King Guangcheng and the Flower and Bird Envoy are in a deep prison, and their life or death is unknown.
The other children of the Li family did not dare to say a word.
They are the king's subjects, members of the royal family, and blood relatives.
They didn't dare, they couldn't, and they didn't want to kill Yang Yanji. After all, they were a family.
And my last name is not Li, so naturally I should be the one to be used in this matter.
Empress Dowager Feng has raised me carefully for many years. If I don’t use her now, when will I use her again?
For the person that the saint loves, how dare a minister even look at him, let alone beat or kill him?
After much calculation and reflection, I believe that I am the only one inside and outside the court who is most suitable to take action.
"Yang Yanji is just a slave, how can he compare to my mother?"
I say, to tell you the truth, I dare not say any more truth than that.
"He's a wicked man, a scoundrel who seduces his master. He was wrong from the very beginning."
I say, I have regrets, but I will never regret it.
"My son's injury has healed."
I opened my hands and reported to the Empress Dowager.
The poisoned wine kills too slowly, Bai Ling needs to use more strength.
"Please, Queen Mother, grant me the sword."
I begged on my knees.
Empress Dowager Feng granted my request and gave me a sword.
On the way to the Yongle Palace, I ran into Han Chongrong by the East China Sea Lake. When Xier saw me, she cried and complained to me about her case against Yang Yanji, "My wife, Prime Minister Yang...he...I..."
Xier cried in embarrassment and tears, and all the unspeakable pain was poured out through tears.
Yang Yanji defiled the harem and insulted Han Chongrong. If you look into the absurdity, a saint is still three points better than me.
There should be no such comparison between family and country!
My crimes are heinous and I deserve to die.
This is clearly my family and private matter, but how did it become a national and world affair without me noticing?
I quickened my pace, unable to wait to send Yang Yanji on his way.
The wind blows my clothes, and the moon lights my path.
That night, His Majesty did not summon me, so I broke into the Saint's bedroom alone.
The lights and the moon were dim. Li and Yang were not on the dragon bed. The saint was sitting on the dragon chair with his eyes closed. I could not tell whether the saint was happy or angry.
The lights in the Yongle Hall flickered in the wind, and there was no time to play the farewell song.
Eunuch Chang, Eunuch Zhu, and Prime Minister Yang, each on one side, knelt on the ground together.
"Yang Yanji."
I held the sword in my hand and raised my voice.
"I'm here..." Yang Yanji replied.
"Empress Dowager Feng ordered you to leave Chang'an, why didn't you obey?" I asked.
"I am loyal to Your Majesty. How can I leave the saint?" he replied.
Loyal to Your Majesty?
lie.
I knew from the first day that Yang Yanji loved power and influence.
That day, all the musicians in the Luoyang Marquis's Mansion dared not speak a word, except him.
That day, the saint bestowed a high position and generous salary on him. He immediately thanked him without any fear.
He admired power far more than his own life, and was absolutely unwilling to leave the pinnacle of power - Taiji Palace. He would rather die than leave the position of the master of the world.
I drew my sword and threw the scabbard at his feet.
"Why didn't you bow when you met Concubine Tong?" I continued to ask.
"All the great affairs of the world depend on me. I am so busy with so many things that I am not always able to follow the proper etiquette," he replied.
It's not that he's busy or careless, it's that he has all the power in the court and doesn't care about the imperial concubines.
"Prime Minister Yang is so busy that he tramples on common people, bullies men and women in the palace, disturbs Chang'an City, and frightens Taiji Palace. Has he forgotten everything I said?" I asked again.
"I will never forget a single word of what the Marquis said..."
If you disrespect the Empress Dowager and the Concubine Dowager, I will chop off his head, hollow out his body, and cut off his limbs, leaving him covered in blood and a life worse than death...
Since you haven't forgotten a single word, then you should just go to death!
I could no longer bear my patience, and in a flash, I pierced his power-hungry heart with a sword, split open his power-hungry head, and cut off his power-hungry limbs.
I will never forget a single word. These were Yang Yanji’s last words.
He fulfilled his word, and I fulfilled my word.
Relying on the favor of the saint, Yang Yanji did not stand up and retreat when he saw the sword light, nor did he hide in fear. He neither avoided nor retreated, and he was not worried at all that I would really end his life.
It can be seen that he is arrogant and domineering to the extreme.
In just a moment, he lost his life.
Blood stained my Taoist robe, and also stained the white clothes of the person on the dragon throne red. The lotus crown was stained with blood, and blood flowers bloomed on the hibiscus crown.
Yang Yanji died. When the saint opened his eyes, his face was filled with a look of pale shock.
In front of the saint, I personally killed his favorite male lover.
I don't care about life or death, I am filled with righteous indignation, and I am covered in blood.
The breeze and the bright moon meet, and swords and flesh and blood confront each other.
I think I'm doomed.
Fortunately, I had a falling out with the Yan family before, and this matter was known to everyone. It was not difficult for them to remove me from the family tree with a few strokes.
At this point, the Yan family and I are even.
Empress Dowager Feng can save the Yan family, but she may not be able to save me from the hands of the saint.
Rather than living in misery in the world, suffering as a slave in Taiji Palace, or being beheaded for a crime, it would be better to commit suicide quickly.
Don’t dirty other people’s hands and don’t be controlled by others.
I have put the sword on my neck. I have caused the trouble, so naturally I must pay with my life. I should atone for my sin with death.
He died in Yongle, his blood stained Taiji, his life died in Chang'an, and his soul returned to Luoyang.
Yang Yanji will definitely die, and my death will not be a pity.
Luoyang doesn't like crape myrtle flowers, and Ziwei doesn't like Luoyang flowers.
This is a comment made by Empress Dowager Feng of Xingqing Palace on her two slaves.
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