He helped the two of them up kindly, "Many things are caused by miscommunication. You two were quite brave in this battle. I gave the military order without hesitation. I am very pleased!"
You two are already in my booklet, do your best!
Hong Jia raised his head, feeling ashamed and said, "I have made mistakes before, how can I bear the attention of my deputy envoy?"
After joining the pamphlet, he will become a confidant reserve...Zeng Guang was ecstatic, "I am willing to serve as the deputy envoy!"
Damn it!
Serve!
This is the word of tiger and wolf!
Yang Xuan patted his shoulder affectionately and said, "Serve Northern Xinjiang."
But when he turned around, his eyes sparkled.
Every sergeant, every general, every official...
His efforts were not in vain after all.
He glanced in the direction of Luoyang and said softly: "Did you see it?"
The filial emperor was buried in Luoyang, and the tomb was named Gongling.
Yang Xuan didn't know how Emperor Xuande and Emperor Wu felt when his father was buried.
Maybe it's painful.
Maybe...
Who knows?
Having reached this point, he thought he should be able to see through the fog of the past.
But the further he walked, the more confused he became.
What exactly happened back then caused the relationship between the empress and the filial emperor to slip into the abyss step by step.
You want to say that the empress wants to kill Emperor Xiaoxing, but Yang Xuan doesn't think it is... Emperor Xiaoxing has never threatened the throne, let alone had ambitions, so why kill him?
Moreover, during the later period of Emperor Xiaojing's imprisonment, the Emperor regretted it and prepared to release him.
This shows that there is indeed a misunderstanding in the relationship between the three people.
What happened?
Yang Xuan rubbed his eyebrows.
"Does Mr. Lang have a headache?" Jiang He'er asked with concern.
"No problem!"
Yang Xuan smiled.
He was still looking in the direction of Luoyang.
He has some complicated feelings about his father.
At the last moment, he filial piety to the emperor ordered Yiniang to send him away, which was a loving father.
But a glass of poisonous wine made Yang Xuan's biological mother leave with him, which made Yang Xuan feel his cold side.
When he learned his identity, he actually fell in love with Xiaohe Village. At that moment, he wanted to go back.
"What do you want to do in the future?"
Only Jiang Heer could ask this kind of question.
"Hunting, farming, and just wandering around the village if I have nothing to do."
"Don't believe it!"
Jiang Heer shook his head.
This was Yang Xuan's thought at that moment.
Later, he gradually learned more things.
For example, let’s talk about the role Li Mi and his son played in their father’s downfall.
Subconsciously, he always regarded honoring the emperor as the murderer of his mother.
Therefore, when Zhou Ning was about to give birth, he went to the ancestral hall and only talked to his mother's tablet.
The feeling of resistance is indescribable.
But just before, when he said that he was going to burn down Nangui City, suddenly there seemed to be a thread in his mind that suddenly broke.
"Nan He!"
Nan He stepped forward and said, "Mr. Lang."
Yang Xuan pointed forward, "I have something to ask you."
The two rode out of the group.
"Mr. Lang looks a little weird."
Jiang Heer is very keen.
He Lianyan said: "Don't ask about many things."
Yang Xuan and the two left the brigade.
Nan He also discovered that Yang Xuan's mood was not right.
"Earlier, I prepared to set fire to Nangui City. At that moment, I never thought about whether this move was cruel."
"That is our enemy, no matter how hard we kill him, we can kill him." Nan He felt that Lang Jun was a little sentimental.
"Yes!" Yang Xuan smiled, "I think of that time. When I paid filial piety to the emperor and took away my mother-in-law with a glass of poisonous wine. I want to ask, where are the other women?"
Nan He was startled, "They are all alive. They are all in the temple now."
"They're all in the temple..."
Various thoughts flashed in Yang Xuan's mind, "There were rumors that Emperor Xiaojing had an affair with Emperor Xuande's concubines. Those women..."
Nan He was a guard at the time. "The person who knew the most about this matter was Yi Niang. But I also found out a lot later. Those women were all there at the time..."
Sir, you should know that those women were selected by the emperor and empress for your majesty, and most of them have their own backgrounds. These women were unscrupulous and made a lot of noise at the time, and some even called your majesty shameless..."
"Why choose a woman with a background?" Yang Xuan asked, and then he figured it out.
Nan He's explanation was the same as what he thought, "The Tang Dynasty family was rampant, and the emperor seemed to be weak. Therefore, the emperor must have a background when choosing a woman. Every time he accepts a woman, he also recruits a force. When the force is strong, can he
Competing with the aristocratic families."
There is no love or hate for no reason in the world... Yang Xuan nodded, "Actually, I guess he doesn't want to be with a group of noble ladies."
Nan He sighed: "Who says it's not the case? His Majesty once said after drinking that the backyard is like a market, and everyone seems to be virtuous and virtuous."
Women with backgrounds have been taught many tricks since they were young. After becoming the crown prince's wife, in order to compete for his favor, she resorted to all kinds of hidden tricks, causing swords and swords to flash in his backyard.
But when he appears, these women who were gnashing their teeth and looking ferocious a moment ago will turn into virtuous and virtuous people again.
Impeccable!
What kind of women do men like?
Deep down, men like women who admire them and women who are honest with themselves.
When he found out that the women in his backyard were drama queens, he felt indescribably.
And Yang Xuan's biological mother is an anomaly...she comes from a simple background, lives a nervous life in the backyard, and is not very good at acting.
To the Emperor's filial piety, this woman is like a white lotus in a sauce vat.
Hey!
Among lonely women, there are such strange things?
What was the filial emperor thinking about at that moment when a group of noble ladies made him want to go back to his backyard?
Yang Xuan suddenly realized...perhaps, this was the reason why his mother was so favored and why he was born.
——Just looking at those women makes me lose interest!
The already indifferent Emperor Xiaojing suddenly discovered Huang's little freshness, tsk tsk!
Right!
At that time, those who were filial to the emperor had been deposed from the position of prince. How would those noble ladies react?
All kinds of filial piety and dissatisfaction, and regret for being his woman.
The deposed prince has never been able to make a complete comeback.
These noble ladies were hysterical... They were so worried and disgusted by their filial piety to the emperor.
Then, the fresh and fresh Huang family...
At the last moment, he ordered Yi Niang to take him away and hand him over to Yang Lue.
Then, he left the deposed crown princess and other women alone, drank poisonous wine with Huang and returned to the west.
What kind of mentality is this?
Yang Xuan suddenly smiled.
He discovered a somewhat childish side of his father.
Alone, gone!
With Huang!
You stupid women, take care of yourself!
At this moment, he is buried in Gongling Mausoleum.
Naturally, Huang was not qualified to be buried with him, so he should be buried in a side hall.
——Considering death as life, the emperor's tomb is still the same as when he was alive, with the same structure.
Yang Xuan looked ahead silently, and Nan He reined in the horse knowingly.
Ta-ta-ta!
Yang Xuan suddenly smiled.
"Auntie, do you regret it?"
He didn't know if his mother regretted becoming a woman who respected the emperor.
But his mother cherished him.
No!
At that time, he was everything to his mother.
After learning that he was not a child of the Yang family, Yang Xuan was confused for a while.
After learning about his life experience, he became even more confused.
What is parental love?
Before he was ten years old, he felt something, but later he realized that it was fake and a trick for Yang Lue who appeared from time to time.
He felt that he had never been cared for by his relatives.
The kind of loneliness that feels like the whole world has nothing to do with you.
Therefore, he would rather guess that he is Yang Lue's child.
Later, he learned about his mother's love for him.
Before leaving, his mother fed him breast milk for the last time, then watched him being taken away by Yi Niang, and then drank the poisoned wine.
Where is the father?
At that moment, I should be recalling my life!
It's like a review of chess.
He suddenly smiled.
"I'm a little confused."
You can plan early for Yang Lue to leave and wait outside.
When bad news comes, the first thing you think of is to move yourself out. What is this?
Earlier, Yang Xuan felt that he was unwilling to give up and wanted to leave a seed of revenge.
But later, after the Qiu Long Guard appeared, he gave up this idea.
If you really want to take revenge, you should let the Horned Dragon Guard look for you, or force yourself to retaliate.
The Qiu Long Guard has a twenty-year agreement. When no one sends a signal within twenty years, they can disband.
Everyone goes back to his own home and looks for his own mother.
Twenty years, he is twenty years old.
That child still didn't come true... Yang Xuan seemed to see his father smiling bitterly in the mausoleum.
Also, who sent the signal to the Horned Dragon Guard?
This man not only knew that he was in danger that day, but also knew his movements.
The person on the mirror?
But the mirror is Wang Shou's territory. If you want people to stare at Yang Xuan, it will be fine for a short time, but over time, you will definitely not be able to hide it from Wang Shou.
So, who else?
Yang Xuan's head wanted to explode.
Suddenly he laughed and said, "I don't want to anymore."
"Deputy envoy!"
The large group of people marched slowly, and Yang Xuan rode over, triggering a burst of cheers.
He waved his hand and the cheers got louder.
"This is my Huben!"
Yang Xuan looked in the direction of Luoyang again, "Did you see it?"
…
"Your Majesty! Erlang!"
In the middle of the night, the concubine's exclamation came from the palace.
The chambermaids and maids on duty outside quickly walked to the door, listened attentively, and were ready to go in at any time.
The emperor was lying on the bed and opened his eyes in panic. The moment he saw the imperial concubine, he sat up suddenly and pushed the imperial concubine away, "Bitch, get out! Get out!"
The imperial concubine was pushed under the bed by him, and she got up in embarrassment, "Erlang!"
The emperor couldn't get the emperor interested in the half-fruited imperial concubine, and his eyes gradually calmed down, "I was possessed just now."
The imperial concubine climbed onto the bed, "I'm scared to death!"
She frowned and said, "It's a bit hot. Someone come."
Squeak!
The door of the bedroom opened slowly and the sound was very low.
Two chamberlains came in.
The imperial concubine said: "Add ice."
"yes."
Two large basins of ice cubes were brought in, the door was closed, and the temperature in the palace gradually dropped.
"What did Erlang dream about?"
The emperor closed his eyes and looked a little tired, "I dreamed about wild beasts."
"oh!"
That's not a problem.
Afterwards, the emperor kept his eyes open.
After getting up, Han Shitou came.
During breakfast, the emperor looked at the food on the table and shook his head, "I can't eat it. It's a stone."
"Your Majesty." Han Shitou bowed.
The emperor put down Kuaizi, and Han Shitou noticed that the bags under his eyes were getting bigger.
"You go to Luoyang."
Han Shitou lowered his head and said, "Yes."
He did not leave, but waited for the emperor's instructions.
The emperor pondered, Han Shitou waved his hand, and the people in the palace quietly retreated.
A palace maid turned left after going out and accidentally saw the emperor's eyes.
Horrified!
It was as if he saw something that frightened him.
Is this my misunderstanding?
The emperor's panic lasted only a moment, and was replaced by disgust and indifference.
"I dreamed about honoring the emperor, but I haven't visited him for many years. Please go and pay homage to him on my behalf."
Han Shitou's spine trembled, "Your Majesty's body..."
As someone close to the emperor, he had long discovered that something was wrong with the emperor today.
Is this a nightmare?
The emperor whispered: "That old dog... I had a nightmare last night. You go and be pious."
"yes."
The Ministry of Rites mobilized officials and prepared sacrificial items, and then hurried to Luoyang under the leadership of Han Shitou.
"What are you doing here?"
The Ministry of Rites was led by the deputy minister Qin Jian. After leaving Chang'an, he went to look for Han Shitou.
Han Shitou said: "Your Majesty misses and respects the emperor."
hehe!
Not even the accompanying officials believed this!
The story of honoring the emperor was widely spread outside.
A prince who was valued by the emperor and empress was suddenly deposed.
Then, he was sent away with a glass of poisonous wine.
What exactly happened here is unknown to everyone.
But I can’t stand guessing!
Who gets the biggest benefit from this matter?
Li Mi and his son!
Who benefits and who is the most suspect!
This is the simplest detection method.
Therefore, when Han Shitou said that the emperor missed and respected the emperor, Qin Jian almost laughed out loud.
All the way to Yanshi, Luoyang.
Rest for a day, take a shower, and set off again.
Goushi Town is the hometown of an eminent monk and the location of Gongling Mausoleum.
Officials and generals guarding the mausoleum came out to welcome him.
"Something hasn't been right recently." The official guarding the mausoleum looked unhappy. "My official goes to the mausoleum every day to offer incense and make offerings, but every day a flock of birds fly over, covering my body with bird droppings."
"What about someone else?" Han Shitou asked.
The official smiled bitterly, "Same."
The general said: "According to my subordinate's wishes, I should find a way to kill those birds, but..."
The official sneered, "This is a mausoleum to honor the emperor. Can you kill animals at will?"
Han Shitou nodded, "No!"
The general sighed, "Then just carry the bird droppings to sacrifice!"
The official said awkwardly: "How about I get a cloak for the young prisoner?"
After all, Han Shitou is the representative of the emperor. If he is covered with bird droppings, the emperor will not be able to bear it!
The person in the mausoleum is the emperor's uncle. Is this the uncle's dissatisfaction with the emperor?
If the news spread, the emperor could skin them both alive.
Han Shitou shook his head, "No need."
Qin Jian coughed dryly. "Your Majesty misses the filial piety to the emperor, and remembers the kindness of filial piety to the emperor. He can't help but feel sad."
oh!
Wasn’t it just a dream about honoring the emperor?
So he asked the eunuch beside him to howl a few times.
Uncle, please let me go!
hehe!
Guarding the mausoleum here is almost isolated from the world. It is impossible to say that these people have no complaints.
Now, watch the show!
Of course, his respectful expression made it hard for anyone to find fault with him.
"Get ready!"
Han Shitou took a shower and changed clothes, then reached for three sticks of incense.
Lean over and light up.
Turn around.
Looking at the mausoleum.
Walk over slowly.
The sound of birdsong came.
A group of chirping birds appeared in front of the mausoleum.
"Coming, coming!"
Everyone was a little panicked... If Han Shitou was covered in bird droppings, in order to vent their anger, Chang'an would definitely say that they were disrespectful to the filial emperor, so the birds took action to punish him.
They watched Han Shitou slowly walk over.
Birds were circling around.
But, he didn’t come.
Hey!
Someone let out a light sigh.
The birds suddenly came this way.
"Coming!"
Everyone was very nervous.
I saw Han Shitou slowly walking over.
Went to the stone monument.
Plop!
His body relaxed and he knelt down heavily.
Lower your head.
Tears fell silently.
"His Majesty!"
A flock of birds suddenly flew overhead.
The chirping of birds echoed crisply under the blue sky.