In the 498th year of Wu Zhaoli, it was the thirty-fourth year of Shenwu.
In January, Emperor Shenwu Chenyao died of illness in the Yangxin Hall. Prince Chenqian, who had not returned from his southern tour, heard the news and hurried north to return to Beijing.
On the way back to the capital, the eunuch Zhao Lu had an affair with the harem and falsely conveyed Emperor Shen Wu's will to make the young King of Qi the emperor, who had not yet transferred his fiefdom to Tibet. Rumors spread throughout the country and people were panicked.
In February, the eldest son of Emperor Shenwu, King Chenqiong of Qin, raised an army in the name of "Qing Jun Side" and pointed his sword at the capital of Wuzhao. Everyone knew that he wanted to proclaim himself emperor.
At the same time, King Yong Chenxiong, the seventh son, heard the news and raised his troops. He led his troops to ambush Prince Chengan Chazha on his way back to Beijing in Juyuan City, Luzhou. In order to protect the crown prince, Luan Lingyu, the recognized number one warrior in the dynasty, died after being surrounded by thousands of people in Juyuan City. The whereabouts of the crown prince Chengan and his concubine are unknown after they escaped.
The world was in chaos, and later generations called it the "Rebellion of the Three Kings."
In July, the regrouped prince raised troops in Western Shu and led the Jianghu forces in Western Shu. He led the troops from the four states of Jian, Shu, Ji, and Kui to go north again and fight back to the capital. After hearing the news, Hong Yingang, Luan Lingyu's adopted son, led 30,000 soldiers and horses from Chuzhou to surrender.
In October, Prince Chenqian and Qin Wang Chenqiong fought in Changmen. There were many fierce generals under the prince's tent. Qin Wang Chenqiong lost all his main force. He was defeated like a mountain and finally committed suicide alone on the bank of Qingyi River in Changmen.
In November, the prince attacked King Yong again. During the last battle, King Yong Chenxiong's general Wang Xianzhang surrendered before the battle. He led his people to defect and kidnapped King Yong out of the city overnight and handed him over to the prince.
At the same time, King Chenjing of Chu, the sixth son of Emperor Shenwu, led his army to break through the gates of the capital, killed the powerful eunuchs, beheaded the poisonous concubines, opened the city gates wide, and personally offered the head of the young King Qi to welcome the prince into the city.
Since then, the chaos of the Three Kings has subsided, and the world has temporarily returned to peace.
——In 499, the twenty-seventh emperor of the Wuzhao Dynasty, Chenqian, proclaimed himself emperor, and his country was named Chunfeng.
——In the winter of the first year of Chunfeng, heavy snow covered the capital and continued for several days.
The capital city of Wuzhao is named "Yuhua", which means "the bells are beautiful and beautiful, the things are beautiful and the treasures are natural", and it has the same longevity as the country.
At this moment, this most majestic city in the world, which has been standing in the Central Plains of China for 500 years, is like a weather-beaten old man in a ponytail, who seems to be sleeping but not sleeping, quietly watching a disaster of "Jealousy".
At the time of Xu, there were still people coming and going in Wuzhao Capital without curfew.
At the end of the year, the white snow on the ground reflects the red lanterns in front of every house, illuminating the splendid robes of talented people and beauties on the streets. Men, women, old and young are greeting people and sending them off in the streets, smiling happily. There is no sign of having experienced turmoil. .
And at the end of the busy city, a carriage slowly drove into the palace gate, and it was unimpeded.
In the night and snow, the palace guards guarding the palace gates saw clearly the face of the young eunuch driving the car, and they all moved cleanly and let him go as soon as possible.
The carriage drove slowly and straight all the way until it reached the Emperor Qinzheng Palace.
The young eunuch with a fair face and delicate eyebrows smiled and opened the car curtain. Two people, Shi Shiran, stepped out of the car. They were civil and military with completely different faces. They were both wearing genuine fourth-grade Yunyan supplementary clothes.
The one who looks like a middle-aged scholar is named Fan Liangchun, and the one who looks like a martial artist named Zhou Zheng is named Wang Yanxiu.
These two people were originally a down-and-out scholar who failed to succeed and a small county lieutenant from a county in Jianzhou. They met the prince who was in trouble and fled a year ago, and now they have obtained such two official titles. They can be regarded as the two ministers of the new emperor Chunfeng.
After the two got off the car, they first looked at each other and smiled, then walked hand in hand up the steps and quickly entered the hall.
In the palace, the young king, wearing the five-clawed dragon robe of Emperor Ming, with the head of a dragon and the eyes of a phoenix, was fiddling with a pot of charcoal fire in front of him.
On the soft cushion beside the charcoal fire, there sat an attractive woman in purple clothes and fur. The woman's eyes were as charming as silk, and she was looking at the handsome man in front of her tenderly, who had the world in mind.
Seeing the two people entering the palace, the young king smiled at the corners of his eyes, his wind was like jade, and the woman beside him was fascinated, "The two of them, King Fan, are still adapting to the daily life in the capital these days."
Wufu Wang Yanxiu was a little cautious. After all, the young man sitting in front of him was no longer the destitute beggar he was a year ago.
But the scholar Fan Liangchun, as always, said with a playful smile: "The capital is naturally more comfortable than Jianzhou, the shochu in Guangdefang, the roast chicken in Julailou, the pretty girl in Shenxianju... Hahaha, very good! Very good! Well, that's us. Both of them still need a house, your Majesty, why don't you arrange one for me?"
Chen Qian laughed heartily, without the slightest hint of imperial demeanor, and said cheerfully: "Fan Aiqing knows about me, but how did you know that I would arrange a place for you tonight? Changning Street will soon make room for you two."
In front of the two of them, he did not call himself me, but used me.
Wang Yanxiu's voice was pure and honest: "The Mo family who secretly communicated with King Yong, Pang Lingguan, the old master of Qin Tianjian who deceived the public, Sun Chengjian from the Ministry of War who had no idea of the emperor, Tang Wen from the Ministry of Rites, and the rotten Confucian scholar from the Qingfeng Lu family, really thought that Your Majesty You don’t know what they are doing in private! They are just a bunch of rebellious officials and traitors.”
The young monarch stepped forward and motioned for the two of them to sit down. The three of them looked at each other, smiled happily, tossed their clothes and sat cross-legged in the empty hall in a grand manner. Everyone looked very funny, which made the woman in purple hide her face and smile.
When the emperor heard the woman's silver bell-like laughter, he turned around and made a face at the woman, and said happily: "There are no friends in the emperor's house. It is enough for a few of you to know me!" But what else did he think of? , a trace of loneliness flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he murmured, "Brother Yan, let's go!"
"Two dear friends, please accompany me today to see how 'loyal to the emperor and patriotic' this minister of Wu Zhao is, hahaha."
The young monarch wants to save the world.
Qin Tianjian
On the stargazing platform, a burly old man with withered and disheveled hair sat cross-legged, wearing white clothes and white hair, looking up into the dark distance.
The old man's eyes were hollow, with no eyeballs in his eye sockets.
This person was Pang Lingguan, the national counselor of the dynasty, and one of the ten most capable officials in the world during the lifetime of Emperor Shenwu. It is said that he used the help of heaven and earth to regain the tribes of Nanzhao. He was an out-and-out god of elephants and an elephant master in a country. I just don’t know why it turned out like this.
There was a lot of fire under the stage, and nearly a hundred people from Qin Tian Prison gathered with different expressions.
In the middle of the front row is a person with bright red lips, fair hair, and a childlike face, always smiling. This person is a close servant of the emperor, Cao Hongque, one of the top five martial arts masters in the capital. There are even rumors among the people that this person has sucked the blood of beautiful women. hobby.
Next to the eunuch, stood a solemn-looking middle-aged man - Sun Wenpu, the grandson of Qin Tianjian Jianzheng, the Minister of the Ministry of War, and the first disciple of the Taiguo division.
"Old Imperial Master, Your Majesty is still waiting, let's get started!" the eunuch screamed.
The old master did not respond, but faced the west, and said Qi Qiran: "An immortal once said that my great omen will be prosperous for five hundred years. The Wen omen is three hundred years old, and the Wu omen is now two hundred years old. There are twenty-seven people in total. No one in the past dynasties can compare with the monarch, how magnificent he is!"
The old man turned to the eunuch: "I have calculated that the Yan family in Western Shu is responsible for the chaos in the country. It is really God's will. However, your majesty remembers Yan Linxiao's past kindness and cannot bear to eliminate the trouble, so I have no choice but to gouge out my eyes and clear my mind. I am going to die today. I am worthy of the world and worthy of the late emperor. .Finally, let me tell you frankly, neither Yan Linxiao nor that child can be kept! Please also ask Eunuch Hongque to tell your majesty to eliminate troubles for the country and protect our great and eternal foundation!"
The old Imperial Master looked up to the sky and roared: "The late Emperor, Prime Minister of Song, General Han, General Mo, Luan Guozhu, and Pang are greedy for life and afraid of death, and they have to live in this world, leaving the old brothers waiting for a long time. It doesn't matter, let's go now!"
Cao Hongque couldn't be more familiar with who Yan Linxiao of Xishu was. The reason why the emperor was able to put down the rebellion of the three kings and secure the throne was because of the immeasurable contribution of this great swordsman of Xishu who could defeat a hundred. The emperor was even more He was known as a brother.
The corners of the middle-aged Jianzheng's eyes were slightly red and his lips were trembling. He couldn't bear to watch his mentor die.
The old man breathed a long sigh of relief and stabbed his finger between his eyebrows. In an instant, a circle of dizzy energy exploded. His white clothes were swaying in the wind. A golden light burst out from the eyeless old man's eyebrows and shot straight into the night. Suddenly, the world became clear.
"Disperse!"
A moment later, the heavy snow stopped!
Two moments later, the moon and stars loomed!
The continuous heavy snowfall in Yuhua Capital stopped in just two quarters of an hour!
The old Imperial Master stood where he was, his eyebrows gradually dimming.
Everyone present was stunned.
The smile on Cao Hongque's face, a close servant of the emperor, gradually turned to panic, and he faintly uttered four words, "Like heaven and earth."
The old Imperial Master, who had already returned to his original state of mind, turned slightly to look at his first disciple. He seemed to be able to see the blood flowing from his eyebrows into his eyes. He said weakly: "Pu'er, although this Dharma Eye was born out of the Taoist Heavenly Eye, it is not something that has entered the mainstream. In terms of ability, it is no worse than that of that sect’s heavenly eye. Now that I have exhausted my skills as a teacher, I will pass on what I have learned throughout my life to you today. If you can understand it to a certain extent, it will be your destiny."
The old Imperial Master's breath gradually became weaker: "Don't worry, Your Majesty has his own arrangements, and the disaster of your Sun family will not be implicated on you."
The middle-aged Jianzheng could no longer suppress his emotions, while Li Zhinian still stood there, choking silently, crying like a child.
The old man fell to the ground, lifeless.
A ray of golden light slowly flew out from the old man's fingers and flew towards the middle-aged man's eyebrows.
…
Cao Hongque, who was following the order, walked hand-in-hand in the corridor of the deep palace, with a smile that seemed to grow on his face, with deep eyes and red lips, like a low man-eating evil ghost in the dark night:
"The top ten capable ministers, the first-class divine minister Song Guangji, the national counselor Pang Lingguan, the national pillar Luan Lingyu, the military god Han Qi, the iron general Mo Zhichun, and the rebel Zhao Lu...it's just loess! Have you ever lived longer than the Ye family? . As long as I live, I won’t know how the history books will be written in the future.”
The eunuch patted the brand-new red robe that could command hundreds of thousands of yin people in the harem, and said with a faint smile: "Back then, you were high-spirited and looked down on me as a eunuch. Now that you have fallen into the loess, I am still like this. Hahaha, pickled. So what if you are an eunuch? The one who has the last laugh is not the Ze family!?"
When they reached a corner, a burly middle-aged general wearing golden armor met Cao Hongque head-on. The two glanced at each other without saying anything, turned around at the same time, and walked quickly towards Qinzheng Hall side by side.
Inside the palace.
Emperor Chen Qian had already sat back on the dragon chair. Fan and Wang stood by the palace with their hands tied, waiting for the news and waiting for orders at any time. The woman in purple was still looking at the person in front of her quietly.
Cao Hongque and the golden-armored general quickly walked into the back of the palace and knelt down in unison: "I've met your majesty, I've met your concubine Ming."
Cao Hongque said: "Pang Guoshi has stopped the heavy snow, passed on his skills to Sun Jianzheng, retreated on his own, and went to plead guilty to the late emperor. Before leaving, the old master still urged your majesty to get rid of Yan Linxiao and Yanbei Princess. The son born.”
General Jin Jia, who was kneeling on one knee, said: "The Sun family, the Tang family, and the Mo family, totaling 1,453 people, have been imprisoned in Yinyang Prison. The entire Lu family in Xiongzhou has also been escorted to Kyoto to wait. The emperor has fallen."
The emperor snorted coldly, ignored the two people kneeling on the ground, picked up the pen and wrote down three names, turned around and handed it to Fan Liangchun who was standing aside.
Zhu Yuanpu, Wang Qusu, Cao Qinfeng
The emperor glanced coldly at the golden armor in front of the palace, and said sternly: "Feng Chen, I order you to quickly call on the two hundred guards and accompany the two masters, King Fan. You must bring the three people I wrote about intact to me. Return to the capital."
General Feng Chen said in a deep voice: "Take your orders!" He immediately stood up and followed Fan and Wang out of the palace, disappearing into the night without a trace.
The young emperor glanced at the woman beside him, smiled slightly, and continued: "Red Magpie has made a decree!"
"The elephant has been settled for the first time, the rebellious ministers have been eliminated, the whole country celebrates, the world is amnesty, the country is stabilized, and there is no tax for three years."
"Confess Ming Concubine Yao as my Queen of Dazhao."
"I designate Yun Chai, the daughter of the Yao family, as my eldest princess of Dazhao."
"The old general Yao Chong was granted the title of Chongguo Gong and was granted a permanent residence in Jinyang."
"I confer Hong Yingang, the adopted son of Luan Guozhu, as General Wu Zhaolongwei Taiping."
"seal up………"
The auspicious snow brings a good year, washing away the old and welcoming the new.
After everything was arranged, Emperor Chen Qian dismissed everyone, took the white wrist of the purple-clothed woman and walked out of the palace in person.
The newly crowned Empress Da Zhaoyao first waved her hands playfully to break away, turned around and took the lantern from the maid's hand, then trotted and snuggled into Chen Qian's arms.
The two handsome men and women embraced each other.
Outside the palace, the snow was white, and the two of them stood in the snow.
The young king caressed the slender hand of the furry woman surnamed Yao, turned around and looked at the Jinluan in the main hall behind him, and said majestically: "The immortal prophecy, my great omen will be for five hundred years, it is ridiculous, I will show it to the immortal Look, under my rule! A great sign will come in five hundred years!"
——Yuhua City, Xicheng City Wall.
A rickety old beggar with a box on his back was lying at the top of the city as if nothing had happened, ignoring the night watch soldiers at the top of the city, drinking alone. The soldiers seemed to be used to it, or they were helpless, and no one cared about this bold old beggar, and even took the initiative to give up. I found the old man's sleeping position.
The old man's eyes were indifferent, he drank the strong wine from the pot, wiped his lips and laughed sarcastically: "The Chen family, the Chen family, how come they are so stingy from generation to generation, burning bridges across rivers? What a pity for my apprentice surnamed Yan. For the sake of the country. , I have betrayed my righteousness, and the great omen of five hundred years is nothing more than this, hahaha!"
If anyone else had said this, all nine tribes would have been killed long ago. But at this moment, the soldiers at the top of the city turned a deaf ear. After all, even the dead Luan Guozhu has no chance of winning. How many old monsters are there in this world!
The old man just stood on the top of the city, pointing out the country and mountains, under the bright lights of thousands of houses in the capital during the Spring Festival, with high spirits.
After nightfall.
The old man seemed a little sleepy, so he leaned against the city wall and looked into the distance, and said drunkenly: "The old city is my mat, the wind and clouds are my quilt, the stars and the moon are dreaming with me, the heaven and the earth are waking up with me, I am so happy, I am happy here, I don't want to think about it." Shu!"
