Chapter 1 Bloodstained Mountains and Rivers If Ah Shu Was Still There
The moonlight was cold, the dead trees were leaning, a large bird was circling in the sky, and beneath the red wall were black dots walking hurriedly.
A scream pierced the night, and the blazing flames ignited the panicked crowd, and emotions filled the air like a thick fog.
Pearl hairpins were scattered, and the pushing and shoving was accompanied by vicious curses.
In an instant, a long knife pierced through the heart, and the blood that came out dyed the moon red. The blood filled the tip of the nose for a long time.
There was a young woman in her prime, with her long black hair loose and her face full of fear.
Her outstanding appearance became a death warrant, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye looked like cinnabar. She hunched over and mingled with the crowd, just to seek a way to survive.
Suddenly, her black hair was pulled hard, and her body fell backward to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. She was dragged for several meters, waving her arms and whimpering.
"Please, please, please..."
His nails scratched the ground, leaving several bloody marks.
His clothes were violently torn and a knife was held to his neck.
No one saved her.
"roll."
It was faint, almost inaudible, but like a ray of light, it easily shattered the darkness that enveloped her.
Looking at him cautiously, the man looked like a god in a temple receiving incense and offerings. She felt dirty for no reason.
Her tears had long since dried up, and she clutched her tattered clothes, panic still lingering in her eyes.
If Ah Shu were still alive, what would he do?
The man who was regarded as a god was now thinking about a question that was destined to have no answer.
So the man withdrew his gaze and walked towards the hall not far away. The rising sun spread behind him, and the well-trained army followed his figure step by step.
"Follow me."
The sound was like thunder.
Golden light illuminates the earth. The vendors on both sides of the main street have already started shouting, and the people passing by have started their most ordinary day.
It seemed that this bloody palace coup had not lasted long, but for the people, it didn’t matter who the emperor was; the most important thing was to have enough food to eat.
What's more, the current emperor was once their crown prince.
"Speaking of Your Majesty, your time as Crown Prince was far from glorious. The previous Emperor deposed him three times and reinstated him twice, even declaring publicly that 'this son is unfit for the responsibility.' Rumors circulated that the Crown Prince seemed to have a hidden illness, and even the harem was rendered useless."
The old man in the teahouse told interesting stories, and many people stopped to talk or have a cup of tea.
The old man spoke for a long time, then picked up the tea bowl beside him and drank it all in one gulp. The waiter who was waiting beside him continued to serve him.
"They also say there are secrets involved, and very few people know about them."
The spectator ate some melon seeds, spat the shells onto the floor, and slammed the table impatiently.
"Don't keep me in suspense, old man! Just tell me now!"
The melon seed shells flew everywhere, landing on the bluestone-paved street.
A horse-drawn carriage drove by. Inside the carriage was a coffee table with a carved incense burner, from which wisps of smoke drifted.
"Your Majesty, yes."
The young man kneeling at the lower side of the car asked for instructions from the host.
"No, he doesn't like it."
The young man lying on his side in the main seat had a pale face and coughed violently twice, as if he was going to cough out his lungs.
The boy's eyes were filled with worry, but he didn't dare to move.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Bow your head and be respectful.
The swaying carriage ran from the West City to the more magnificent and prosperous East City, then turned from the main road into an alley and slowly stopped in front of the side door of a house.
There were five or six people waiting in front of the door. The woman in the lead looked more noble in her clothes than the daughter of an ordinary official. The key point was that her face was 50% similar to the current emperor.
Just the teardrop mole at the corner of the eye makes her look even more charming.
"Nian Yue and everyone from Si Yue Pavilion respectfully welcome His Majesty."
Behind the curtain, Nian Yue led the people behind her to kneel on the ground.
"Um."
Only when a voice came from behind the curtain did people dare to step forward.
The young man received the order and jumped out of the carriage first. Then he turned around, pulled open the curtain, and followed Nian Yue to help.
Your Majesty has rarely killed people recently, but the noble man is no longer with us. Today is the anniversary of his death, so you must be more cautious in your actions. If you encounter bad luck, it will not only cost you your life.
As night fell and the air became cooler, the pear blossoms on the trees drifted down in the wind, looking like a blanket of white frost, mourning the dead.
The former crown prince who was talked about by the people in the teahouse, now the emperor of Zhongshan Kingdom, sat on the ground, his clothes half open to reveal his inner clothes, his upper body leaning against the pear tree in full bloom, petals slowly falling on the green jade pot, the scene was beautiful beyond words.
There is a small stele under the tree. The characters on the stele are a little mottled, but the word "Wangshu" can be vaguely seen.
A pair of bony hands gently rubbed the words, and the sound blended into the wind carrying the fragrance of flowers.
"Ah Shu, are you willing to let me be the emperor? If so, why don't you come to me? If not, you should come to me and explain it clearly."
"Ah Shu, look at how beautiful the moon is today."
"Xiao Wangshu, you really have a cruel heart..."
"Ah Shu, I'm so cold..."
It just sounds like nonsense.
He swallowed the bitterness of the wine mixed with unspeakable feelings, the emerald green wine pot tilted, he closed his eyes and looked like he was drunk, with red at the corners of his eyes and neck.
Everyone below lowered their heads and shrunk their necks, trying hard to reduce their presence.
"Xie Xuanhui, you tyrant! Incompetent ruler! Dog emperor!
Why don’t you let my brother rest in peace? My brother never wants to see you!
"The cat cries over the mouse, it's just false sympathy! Who do you think you are? Get out, get out of my brother's yard!"
A woman's shouting was heard outside the courtyard, but it didn't last long before the guards who reacted covered her mouth and dragged her away.
Xie Xuanhui in the yard did not move. Instead, the servants inside and outside the yard knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.
"Let her in."
Xie Xuanhui, who was standing under the tree, had stood up at some point, his eyes clear without a trace of drunkenness.
"Pah, disgusting."
Before the woman was brought forward, she spat at Xie Xuanhui from a distance. The servants around her knelt down again, shaking constantly, probably because they hated the woman very much.
The one who is still brave enough is Nian Yue.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I have failed to take good care of you. Please punish me."
“No need.”
After waving everyone away, Xie Xuanhui seemed very easy to talk to, but no one dared to take him seriously. They lowered their heads as low as possible, fearing that they would meet the emperor's gaze and lose their lives.
Nian Yue originally planned to apologize again, but when she noticed Xie Xuanhui's tone, she just bowed her head, thanked him quickly, and stepped aside.
"Do you think I won't kill you? He knows my feelings for Wangshu. As for you, I don't care."
His tone rose with contempt and disdain.
"You beast! If my brother knew you had such thoughts about him, he would have had His Majesty kill you.
Besides, you killed 123 members of the Xiao family, and now you want to kill me, how can he forgive you?"
The woman was pinned to the ground by the guards, her eyes full of hatred.
"Hahahahahaha, cough cough cough"
The laughter was filled with madness. Xie Xuanhui took two steps forward and grabbed the woman's neck. He didn't use all his strength, but it was enough to make the woman breathless.
"Bullshit! Who do you think you are? He definitely won't blame me."
He lifted the woman with one hand. The woman who had just been shouting struggled physiologically. Xie Xuanhui raised the corners of his mouth and looked fierce.
"Yes, you can kill me."
"He loves me the most. He will never forgive you..."
At such a critical moment, the woman smiled and squeezed out a few words in a hoarse voice.
But after a moment, the force on the woman's neck suddenly weakened, and she fell to the ground. She looked up and sneered in the direction of Xie Xuanhui.
"Cough, cough, hahahaha, cough cough cough, you don't dare, you don't dare!"
The woman laughed crazily as if she had discovered a huge secret.
"Drag him away and lock him up!"
Nian Yue, who was waiting on the side, was about to respond with fear when she heard Xie Xuanhui hastily add:
"Let her live!"
No one noticed, or no one dared to notice, that Xie Xuanhui's sleeves were concealing the uncontrollable trembling.
The fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, and the wine brewed from pear blossoms is Xiao Wangshu's favorite.
In the third year of the Tailun Festival, under the moon, among the thousands of mountains, there was a man in white, asking the sky for divination.
The hexagram shows: The star of wisdom has fallen, the star of general has not emerged, the star of emperor is dim, the star of Zhou is up and down, the alien star is in power, and the sky will be in chaos.
A young man in white clothes is born to save people from suffering.
In June of the same year, His Majesty passed away and passed the throne to his younger brother.
Rumor has it that His Majesty committed suicide under a pear tree in a private house in Kyoto.
Two years later, there were wars outside and rebellions inside. Zhongshan State was in ruins, and the people were suffering. The people were living in misery, which was exactly in line with the hexagram's signs that year.
The young man in white turned white overnight, and formed a blood-filled formation, saying:
"I have sacrificed my life for the sake of life. My first wish is for peace and tranquility, my second is for a good harvest, and my third wish is..."
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Note: "The rivers are clear and the seas are calm, the times are peaceful and the years are plentiful" comes from the Tang Dynasty poet Zheng Xi's "Ode to the Character Wang in the Sun": "At that time, the rivers are clear and the seas are calm, the times are peaceful and the years are plentiful, carriages and books are mixed, and Chinese and foreigners gather together." (See Wenyuan Yinghua, Volume 2)
[Explanation] 海延河清 (meaning "seas are peaceful and rivers are clear"), similar to "河清海安" (meaning "rivers are clear and seas are calm"). The ancients believed that a sage's era was characterized by peace, with calm seas and clear Yellow River waters. Later, "海延河清" (meaning "seas are peaceful and rivers are clear") came to be used metaphorically to refer to peace under heaven. 時和年丰 (meaning "times are peaceful and years are plentiful"), generally meaning social stability and a good harvest.
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"Peach and plum years" is a Chinese idiom, referring to a 20-year-old girl. Peach and plum are metaphors for a person's youth.
Source (here is just one example):
(1) In the Ming Dynasty, Xu Wei wrote in “Another Letter to Mr. Yan”: “I vow to reap the fruits of my labors, so as not to bring shame to my peers. I will avenge my words and thus fulfill my noble aspiration.”
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