Great Tang Broom Star: Chapter 1180 God has eyes
Chapter 1180 God has eyes
The news was blocked in the palace.
Wang Zhongliang stood on the steps and said: "As long as there are some clues outside the palace, check! Find out who it is... hang him, we strangle him personally, and then execute the whole family!"
The servant entering the palace is the same as a mortal becoming a monk. He suffers from his own bad luck, but this time he will bring his family with him, which shows that the situation is serious.
The more than a hundred servants were all managed centrally and beaten individually.
Sun Simiao is here.
But his experience with such injuries is not as much as that of the military healers.
This is the specialization in the art industry.
"Why!"
Jia Pingan went out of the palace with him.
It is impossible for him to stay in the palace for a long time, but the situation of his eldest nephew makes him feel lost.
"It's an eventful autumn!"
Sun Simiao didn't like those **** things, but he still couldn't help complaining to Jia Pingan when he saw the prince's appearance.
"Few in this royal family are affectionate and righteous."
Jia Pingan nodded.
suicide.
Why can the prince commit suicide?
He has no depression, no anxiety, no…
He is positive, every day he hears chickens and dances, reads and observes politics, and loves the people.
Such a sunny boy will not commit suicide.
What is the only thing that can make him loveless?
Only his parents.
Losing the crown prince is not enough for Li Hong to commit suicide.
Then the answer is ready to come.
A conflict broke out between the emperor and empress that could destroy each other. The prince tried to persuade him to no avail and committed suicide...
He wanted to use his death to settle the fight between his parents.
This silly boy!
Jia Ping'an couldn't help his eyes sore.
"There are assassins in the palace to assassinate the prince."
The news spread before the others arrived at the Ministry of War.
This is the best excuse.
The prince was assassinated and seriously injured and fell down.
"There are such lowly dog slaves!"
Chen Jinfa said angrily: "If I see it, I will kill him with a knife!"
Even Wu Kui was furious.
"The old man turned around and went to the memorial, suggesting to clean up the palace."
But the bigger problem at present is the prince's injury.
"The prince is kind." Wu Kui was very sad, "This prince is a gift from the Tang Dynasty, but he was seriously injured."
…
"King!"
The so-called prince seems precious, but after the prince ascends the throne, this preciousness becomes wishful thinking.
Look at Li Ke?
Look at Li Tai.
Of course, if you want to talk about it, there will be a good death.
There is a prince who has a good death, such as the scumbag.
But life is hard for scumbags!
He has a half-brother, Li Shimin, who is wise and powerful, but he is not very polite to his brothers. The lessons learned from the past are not far away. Li Yuanying started various operations after he went to the fief, which is the so-called big mistakes and small mistakes.
Is such a prince at ease?
Of course not comfortable!
According to the superiors, the life of this class of princes is even worse than that of their housekeepers.
At least after the housekeeper manages the house every day, if he wants to go to Pingkangfang, he can go to Pingkangfang, and if he wants to drink, he can go to drink. By the way, on weekdays, a group of servants in the mansion have to be respectful when they see the housekeeper, not to mention saving face.
The prince is the type of person who condenses all the best parts of life in the first half of his life.
If there is no accident, Li Xian is such a prince.
If everything remains the same, he will spend a few more years of leisure time in Chang'an. When the prince grows older, the prince's family will suggest that he go to the fiefdom.
Going to the fiefdom, he has become a wealthy man who is not as good as a powerful housekeeper. From then on, thinking of going far away has become a luxury.
"Catch it!"
Two gamecocks were fighting on the field, and Li Xian squatted beside him, his face flushed.
A servant came over in a hurry, and whispered in his ear, "It's a big deal."
Li Xian stood up, "I'll take care of you."
Someone separated the two fighting cocks, and then served them in various ways.
Li Xian walked under the eaves, and the servant whispered: "The news came from the palace just now, the crown prince was assassinated in the palace, and Mr. Sun entered the palace, saying it was dangerous."
Li Xian's body shook, "Fifth brother!"
He wiped his eyes, "I'm going into the palace to see Brother Five."
…
"The crown prince was assassinated, and his life and death are uncertain."
The corners of Cui Chen's mouth curled up slightly, "I was still assassinated in the palace."
Wang Shun only felt that the pores all over his body were open, and that feeling of floating was more comfortable than that of a sleeping woman.
"The crown prince is in the same line as the emperor, and he even learned that trick from Jia Ping'an. He hates our gentry deeply. If he is safe and sound, our gentry will have no chance to stand up for fifty years. This is God's will!"
Wang Shun excitedly said: "Bring the wine, hahahaha!"
Lu Shungui sat there, holding a book in his hand, reading it with relish.
Wang Shun glanced at him, "Why isn't Duke Lu heartbroken?"
Lu Shungui said slowly: "Life and death are uncertain, that is, unknown. What can we say about the unknown?"
…
Not only here, many places are celebrating.
"It's better to die!"
"The emperor can live for another ten years at most, who will be the crown prince below? King Pei!"
"Will King Pei succeed to the throne, can stop the gentry and dignitaries who have accumulated anger for many years?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Laughing and laughing in mansions, but sighing in private houses.
"The prince is kind, it's a pity, I hope God will bless you so that the prince can come back to life."
Outside Chang'an City, a rider came slowly.
Wei Qingyi on horseback glanced at Chang'an City, frowned and said, "Look solemn."
She made it all the way home, but Fan Ying wasn't there, and the house was a mess.
After packing up, Wei Qingyi cooks.
"Tsing Yi!"
"Master."
Master and apprentice gathered together, and Fan Ying couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"The old man is still worried that you will not give up in Zhongnan Mountain, or you will find a place to live in seclusion here. It's not the old man who said that! Any kind of seclusion is fake. The so-called cultivation of the Tao is mainly to cultivate the mind. If the mind is not stable, any Taoism is useless .When the xinxing is stable, you can naturally break through the maze... But how do you cultivate your xinxing?"
It is good to have disciples to cook! Fan Ying poured herself a glass of wine and took a sip happily.
"If you want to cultivate your mind, you have to roll around in the world of mortals, experience joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and anxiety... After experiencing it, you will know what the seven emotions and six desires are, and you can break through the world's desires one by one, and stay away from these worries... Hey! In fact... when you are free from these worries, does it matter whether you practice the Tao or not?"
Wei Qingyi smiled more in his deep eyes, "Yes."
After dinner, Fan Ying was in a good mood and said she was going out for a walk.
The so-called going out for a walk is actually going to find someone to brag about.
Wei Qingyi cleaned up the dishes and left the house quietly later.
it's dark.
There are still traces of snow in the corner, and there are no pedestrians on the street, even the people of Jinwuwei are a little lazy.
She went all the way to Qujiang Pond.
The water vapor in the Qujiang Pond blurred the path.
The sound of the water is subtle, and there are occasional flashes of water.
When Wei Qingyi arrived at that place, he first looked around.
She undressed slowly.
The white body quietly dived into the water.
The water surface moved slowly a few times.
Then calmed down.
After a long time, the water suddenly surged.
A black shadow rushed out from the water.
The loose hair was thrown back violently, and water droplets splashed.
Wei Qingyi went ashore and calmly wiped his body with a towel.
Later, the clothes wrapped the beautiful body.
She stood there, wiping her long hair with a hand towel, thinking.
On the way back, she easily avoided two waves of inspections, and she was even more agile when she climbed over the wall.
At home, Fan Ying has already returned.
Fan Ying was not surprised that she went out, sitting by the brazier and sighed: "Today it is said that the prince was assassinated in the palace, hey! God has no eyes for such a kind prince."
He glanced at his disciple.
The deep eyes are calm and unwavering.
"God has eyes."
…
Jia Ping'an didn't keep a straight face, even at home.
Only the two pillows know his sadness.
At night he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The appetite drops sharply when eating...
"On the battlefield, I am the one who is decisive, but when facing someone I care about, I can't do it."
This is what Jia Pingan said to his wife.
Wei Wushuang and Su Ho naturally understood.
Gao Yang has entered the palace twice.
"The prince still hasn't woken up."
"The medical officer is trying to find a way to feed him."
Difficult!
Xincheng was rather anxious. While entering the palace frequently, he prayed devoutly at home.
Jia Ping'an's heart moved slightly, and he went to Da Ci'en Temple.
Through the years, Xuanzang, who once longed to escape from Chang'an, calmly seemed to have transcended this world, but at the same time seemed to blend into it.
"Mage."
In the quiet room, Jia Pingan said: "The prince is seriously injured, and I am anxious about it."
"What are you worried about?" Xuanzang poured him a cup of tea, and said slowly, "Are you worried about the Tang Dynasty, or the prince?"
"It's both, but I think it's more of an anxiety prince."
In these years, he has long regarded that child as his own. Now that the child is lying on the bed, his life or death is uncertain. How can he not be anxious.
"What did you come to seek? Prayer?"
Xuanzang said: "Life is suffering, so it is said that life is suffering. Emperors suffer, ordinary people suffer. To you, the prince's assassination is like losing a loved one. Sad worry, but to others, it is like a landslide. Shock like a crack, and some people will be happy...rejoicing, this is human. Why are you worried? Go face it.”
Jia Ping'an lowered his head, "Thank you Master."
Xuanzang smiled, "The first time I saw you back then, you looked rebellious and unscrupulous. Today, that rebellious young man has disappeared, and there is only a famous general of the Tang Dynasty who is rolling in the world of mortals. Let it all go?"
Jia Pingan raised his head, "I will never let it go."
…
Jia Pingan entered the palace again.
"how?"
Emperors and empresses have no intention of governing, they are all guarding the crown prince.
Wang Zhongliang shook his head.
Jia Pingan was sober at the moment, "Have you ever had a fever?"
The doctor said: "I have never had a fever, so I feel that there is great hope."
Empress Wu looked at Jia Pingan, "Why?"
Jia Pingan said: "The most feared thing about trauma is infection. After infection, the wound will become red, swollen and suppurated. This is the human body's defense against the invasion of germs. But if there is no external help, such as medicinal materials, it can only be left to fate. Once the wound deteriorates, people will There tends to be a high fever ... the absence of a fever is a good sign."
He prayed devoutly for the first time.
May the gods and Buddhas protect this child!
Everyone couldn't help sighing slightly when they saw his clasped hands.
The empress entrusted a lot to the crown prince, and so did Jia Pingan. His teachings over the years are waiting to bear fruit, but now the crown prince is unconscious.
The doctor was startled suddenly, and then stared at the prince's finger.
Everyone's eyes slowly followed.
The prince moved his finger.
"Prince!"
"Your Highness!"
"Goro!"
The hall is in a mess.
Li Hong slowly opened his eyes and looked at the crowd blankly.
At this moment, his mind went blank.
who I am?
where am I?
Then everything rushed into my mind.
Am I not dead?
He saw the beaming father supporting Wang Zhongliang.
He saw his mother covering her mouth and smiling with tears in her eyes.
He saw his uncle breathing heavily.
…
Li Xian once again came outside the palace to seek an audience.
The servant led him in.
"I don't know what happened to the prince."
He said worriedly.
The waiter sighed: "Hey! Your Highness is kind, there is no one in the palace who is not sad. If the assassin is found, the slaves would like to eat his flesh and drink his blood!"
Li Xian is silent.
"His Royal Highness has woken up."
A cheer came from ahead.
The waiter couldn't help being ecstatic, jumped up on the spot and shouted: "Bless the gods!"
He turned around, saw Li Xian standing still, and said with a smile: "Is Your Majesty so happy?"
Li Xian raised his head, "Yes! I am overjoyed!"
…
The prince woke up.
Wu Kui had a lot of things to do, and when he heard the news, he threw away his brush, "Hahahaha!"
The imperial city was full of cheers.
…
Wang Shun is reading a book.
I don't know if it's because he's in a good mood or because the content of the book is interesting, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.
"Alang!"
Wang Shun raised his eyes, "What's the matter?"
The entourage came in, "The prince has woken up."
Wang Shun's smile froze on his face, he let go of his hand, and the book fell to the ground.
Lu Shungui also got the news.
"This is God's will. God wants Datang to prosper, hahahaha!"
Most of the mansions were cursing in a low voice, and then someone shouted to write memorials to congratulate.
The house was full of cheers.
A benevolent yet tough prince is a blessing to the country.
Blessing was almost lost, but now it is back again.
"The prince has woken up, but what will happen to the battle in the palace?"
Wei Wushuang was a little worried.
"Someone came from the palace, saying that they will pick up Doudou to play in the palace tomorrow."
Su Ho was a little worried, "The palace has been chaotic these past few days."
"There is peace in the palace, but it's still a little small."
Jia Ping'an is in a good mood.
"As for the battle in the palace, they can't fight anymore."
The crown prince used suicide to stop the fight between the emperor and empress. This matter will not be hidden for long, and the outside world will naturally have various speculations later.
Emperor Empress was deeply shocked, and couldn't fight anymore, otherwise...
“Public opinion will be in an uproar.”
Morality is an effective complement to the law. When the law does not work against the privileged class, morality will build another line of defense.
Unless you want to be the king of Zhou, don’t care about your own reputation, don’t care about everyone in the world shouting and beating you, otherwise you can only retreat before this line of defense, or bend down, and walk quietly through the path called ‘Gouchao’.
As powerful as the first emperor after the change of Xuanwu Gate, he also spent half his life to make up for that mistake.
After the prince woke up, his recovery speed became faster and faster.
When the prince was able to get up and walk, the emperor called the important ministers to discuss matters.
…
Jia Ping'an didn't go.
He went to Qujiang Pond.
There were not many people in Qujiang Pond at the moment. He only saw three men who looked like literati shivering and sniffing while composing poems.
This is not pedantic, but secondary.
In his previous life, he also passed secondary school like this, fishing by the river with a few friends. It was so cold in winter that I was shivering all over, and I didn't catch a single fish. But fishermen can't fly in the air, so they encouraged each other to go down the river for a winter swim.
In the water vapor, he saw that familiar figure.
"Tsing Yi!"
Wei Qingyi turned around and smiled slightly.
"Duke of the State."
"When did you come back?"
This girl went to Zhongnanshan and there was no news. Jia Pingan thought she was going to become a monk.
"I've been back for a few days." Wei Qingyi turned around and continued to look at the water.
Jia Ping'an walked over and looked at the steamy water surface. The surface of the water is rolling, as if there is a spring below.
"It's been a mess for a while."
Jia Ping'an asked, "What did you see?"
Wei Qingyi's deep eyes became more turbulent.
"I see a strength that I have never seen before."
…
"I'm not feeling well, and the stubborn illness is hard to cure. But after all, the Tang Dynasty needs someone to watch over it. The empress has done impeccable things these years..."
The emperor glanced at the queen.
"You should be aware of my worries. This wind disease has been diagnosed and treated by medical officers, including Mr. Sun, but they can't be cured. I know that God's will is unpredictable. It is natural that I am alone, but I am worried that I will die suddenly one day. , the court situation is in turmoil."
—If I go, you won’t be able to bear it!
The despised prime ministers remained silent.
Someone glanced at Empress Wu.
Empress Wu looked calm like a woman who had no desires or desires.
"In view of this, I plan to do this in the future. If I am in good health, I will personally preside over the government..."
The prime ministers nodded.
This is what it should be.
But if the body is unwell... Who is the prison country?
Once the name is settled, it will be difficult to change this name.
The emperor glanced at the queen again, "If I'm not feeling well...the prince will supervise the country."
…
Jia Ping'an returned home.
"Let Cao Er get a plate of sausage and bacon, and a jug of wine, and send them to the study."
Jia Ping'an went to the study.
"Aye, I'll eat with you."
I'm hungry.
"You have to enter the palace later, and eat when you come back."
Jia Pingan entered the study and closed the door immediately.
After drinking a glass of wine, he suddenly laughed.
"A female emperor is actually fine, but after all, this era cannot tolerate women like this."
"If my sister refuses to quit, it will inevitably lead to long-term conflicts, and the tragic scenes..."
"Shouldn't happen!"
Jia Pingan ate a slice of sausage and was delighted.
A sister has been in power for many years, as if she has been an emperor, so that should be enough.
The eldest nephew was a blessing in disguise this time, and he was as stable as Mount Tai.
"Mr. Lang, Shao Peng is here."
Shaopeng came with a stern expression on his face.
"The person who impeached the queen suddenly broke out."
"Impeach what?"
Jia Pingan put down his chopsticks.
Shao Peng said: "The impeachment of the empress is ambitious, wanting to monopolize power, and some people impeach the empress for cultivating party members in the court..."
This is the ledger!
Historically, after the elder sister abdicated, the successors appeared on stage one after another, and each of them came up with a big cleansing. Therefore, everyone in the court was in danger, and the court situation was in chaos.
During those years, the performances of those emperors were disgusting.
This is liquidation.
Jia Pingan wiped his mouth, "Bring the knife!"
…
"The Wu family was originally a woman from a poor family. She was lucky enough to be valued by His Majesty but she didn't know how to measure it. She was ambitious and domineering..."
In the eyes of most people, the prince's supervision of the country is the emperor's declaration of victory.
The secret war between the emperor and empress for several years is over, and the victorious emperor will not be relentless, just like when he abolished the king and empress back then, the Wu family cannot escape liquidation.
So the boost came.
The memorials flew into the palace one after another.
There are many more courtiers waiting outside the palace gate.
When the war is over, there will be a lot of fruits. These people are going to climb into the emperor's cart and eat a wave of fruits.
And casting a certificate is to impeach the queen.
"The queen can't sit still this time."
"Your Majesty won, how can you tolerate an old enemy sitting on the back seat?"
"Abolishing the empress is inevitable!"
"At this moment, her party members have long since dispersed, who is willing to speak for her?"
A person appeared in front.
He wore a horizontal knife on his waist, and looked at the palace gate calmly.
"Jia Pingan!"
One person, one knife, coming slowly.
…
Good night!
(end of this chapter)