"Deng'er!"
The old emperor caressed the corpse and cried, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away, the heaven and the earth were shocked and wept ghosts and gods, the grass and trees were filled with sorrow, and the wind and clouds changed color.
"It's a matter of state, please take care of the dragon's body," the ministers quickly advised, fearing that the old emperor was old and would break his body from crying. What should we do in such a huge empire?
After finally persuading the emperor, he suddenly heard bursts of painful crying, "Deng'er, your parents are here, and they are not traveling far away. How can you leave to be your mother?" An old woman came staggering, but it was Concubine Chen Huang.
At this time, her face was full of sadness, she had aged ten years, and she no longer had the valiant and heroic appearance of before. The heroic woman who was born in a general family disappeared, and was replaced by an old mother who had lost her son.
Seeing that it was her, the old emperor became sad again, "My beloved concubine, our daughter is gone."
"No, Deng'er is not dead, he is still alive, and I can hear his voice," Concubine Chen Huanggui whispered in her sleep.
The old emperor sighed: "My dear concubine, you are the husband of a girl. He was born in a general family and likes to wield swords and guns. He is like you, with a strong personality and likes martial arts but not literature. If he was a child, let's let him read more books and less.
If he practices some martial arts, teaches him to be courteous to his elder brother in daily life, and makes his character softer, maybe he won't cause the catastrophe today, and Ji'er and Den'er won't die either."
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. Concubine Chen Huang gave a salute to the old emperor and murmured: "Your Majesty, take care, I have gone to find Deng'er and come back."
The old emperor didn't hear what she was saying clearly. The country was in such chaos, and there were so many things waiting for him to deal with.
"Your Majesty, Chen Bangyan has been caught", come and report.
"Chen Bangyan? This guy is the one who instigated the discord between Deng'er and Ji'er. Drag them down and kill them." The emperor was very angry and needed to kill someone to vent his anger.
The left and right people took the order and left, and wanted to ask Grand Scholar Chen to have a knife. Zhu Hengjia suddenly remembered Chen Bangyan's various achievements when he was a dragon, and shouted: "Bring that guy up."
The tied-up old Chen Ge was escorted up. "Iwane," the old emperor called Chen Bangyan affectionately, but there was a murderous intent in his eyes, "Why did you betray me?"
"I didn't know that Your Majesty had recovered, but when I found out, a big mistake had already been made, and it would be difficult to recover from it," Chen Bangyan told the truth.
The old emperor nodded, "Then why did you instigate Deng'er and Ji'er to fall out, leading to today's tragedy?"
Chen Bangyan smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty is torn between the Crown Prince and the King of Ji. He established the Crown Prince, but also suppressed the Crown Prince and promoted the King of Ji. The ministers in the court tried to figure out the Holy Will and divided them into two parties. Those who did not belong to the Crown Prince belonged to the King of Ji. I can't
Free from vulgarity, I am impressed by the grace of His Highness King Ji, and the party is attached to him, but it is just following the trend. Anyone who causes the prince and King Ji to fall out is not a minister, but his Majesty!"
"Bold!" Both left and right angrily scolded Chen Bangyan.
Zhu Hengjia was shocked after hearing this. Chen Bangyan was right. He was afraid that his eldest son would seize his power, so he supported his second son to suppress his eldest son. This attitude inevitably made people mistakenly think that I had the intention of deposing the prince and establishing the king of Ji, which led to the prince's death.
The feud between the king and the king of Hebei continues. If I had been ruthless enough to let Deng'er surrender to the vassal, how could this disaster have happened today? I am the initiator of this disaster!
He sighed and said to Chen Bangyan: "Iwano, although you are guilty, I can't bear to kill you. In view of your past achievements, I will just exile you."
"Where does Your Majesty want to exile me?"
"You go to Beihai, where Su Wu herds sheep. I hope you won't be humiliated if you come here," the old emperor said quietly.
Chen Bangyan smiled miserably, "I thank your Majesty for your kindness. It's just that I'm old and don't want to bury my body in a foreign land. I'll just say goodbye. Your Majesty, take care of me!" After saying that, he suddenly pushed away his guard and hit his head on the arrow pile on the city wall, causing his brain to burst.
, died of anger.
"Yeah!"
The old emperor was frightened and let out an inhuman scream. Everyone was busy picking up the corpse.
Just at this moment, a soldier from the Imperial Guard took advantage of the chaos and came to his side, pulled out a steel knife, and stabbed him in the left rib.
The old emperor's left rib hurt, but he was not seriously injured. The man was not very strong, and he was wearing a battle robe outside and lined with soft armor. The soft armor was said to be woven from a special kind of heavenly silk, making it invulnerable and magical.
, saved his life at the critical moment.
Zhu Hengjia was shocked as he rushed to restrain the pawn. Although the knife did not seriously hurt him, it still hurt him, and made him even more frightened. It turned out that death was so close to him!
"Who are you? How dare you stab me!" he shouted sharply.
"I'm Lu Shiyi." The man looked calm and showed no fear.
It turned out that Lu Shiyi hated the autocratic old emperor and planned to die with him. He put on the military uniform of a soldier from Yulin Town who died in the battle, quietly approached the emperor, and waited for an opportunity. Just when Chen Bangyan hit the wall, there was chaos, and he took the opportunity to sneak to
In front of him, Emperor Guangwu was given a knife. Unfortunately, he was a scholar and had little strength. Emperor Guangwu was also extremely afraid of death and wore rare soft armor. The knife only slightly injured the old emperor. It was just a little painful and was not necessary.
Got a life.
"Lu Shiyi?" The old emperor was stunned. It seemed that there was no such person among the courtiers.
"Your Majesty, this man is a madman in Taicang. Together with Chen Hu, Sheng Jing, and Jiang Shishao, he is known as the 'Four Gentlemen of Taicang', also known as the 'Four Gentlemen'. Chen Hu, Sheng Jing, and Jiang Shishao are dead, and this guy is alone."
Tao.
The Four Gentlemen of Taicang? Isn't Chen Hu the Imperial Academy student who was killed by me for inviting the emperor's grandson? At first, I thought he was Ji'er's man and wanted to seize my power. Judging from Lu Shiyi's assassination of me, that Chen Hu
But I am a member of Deng'er, and I fell into this group of people's conspiracy!
The old emperor was such a talented man. He knew the slightest thing and immediately analyzed the past events to a close. A kind of rage of being fooled came to his heart, but his face showed no expression. He sneered: "You can't tie a chicken with just one hand."
A rotten scholar who is so powerful wants to assassinate me? How ridiculous!"
"Unfaithful king, you have used your family and one surname to stand above all the people. You have been licentious and violent, slaughtering righteous people and eating the common people. Everyone in the world wants to eat your flesh and sleep on your skin. Your demise is not far away!" Lu Shiyi cursed loudly.
"Absurd! I have brought justice to Guangxi, expelled the Tartars, revived China, turned the tide from collapse, and supported the country from danger. Only with my presence can we have today's peaceful and prosperous age. It's too late for the people to love me, so how can they hate me?
?" The old emperor argued unconvinced.
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"You have indeed done a small job in restoring the mountains and rivers of the Han family. But all living beings are equal, but you use one surname to oppress all other surnames, and use one person to enslave the world. This is a great harm! You also want to pass on from father to son, and from son to grandson, for thousands of generations.
All living beings are like ants, but your royal family is the only one who dominates and is a feudal dictatorship, which is more harmful to the world! Those who want to kill you are like the crucian carp crossing the river, how can it be more than just one person?" Lu Shiyi talked eloquently.
"All living beings are equal? Are you the Buddha? Ridiculous! As I said, am I the same as the old farmers working in the fields and the weavers in the weaving fields? Human beings are born with high and low status. Punishment is not as good as that of a doctor, and courtesy is not as good as that of a common man.
People, what do the untouchables know, that they deserve to be on an equal footing with me?" the old emperor roared.
"Foolish king, if there are no farmers to farm, what will you eat? If there are no weavers to weave, what will you wear? Without the common people, how could the Zhu Dynasty come about? All living beings are equal, what is the difference between high and low?" Lu Shiyi shouted righteously.
The old emperor was at a loss for words. He was a time traveler, so he naturally knew that what Lu Shiyi said was right. Life is equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. People in future generations are citizens of the same country, and they enjoy equal rights and bear equal obligations.
.Who dares to say that my father is so-and-so, and he will be despised by the world. But instead of giving the country that he worked so hard to his children and grandchildren to enjoy, he lets these untouchables become the masters. How can this be done? I will never allow it!
If you can't argue, then don't argue. The old emperor killed countless people and was superstitious about force. Since he couldn't destroy Lu Shiyi's spirit, he was determined to destroy Lu Shiyi's body and tortured him severely to scare the monkeys!
He sneered and said: "I want to see if your body can be as hard as your mouth. Someone come and chop this guy up for me, with a total of 3,600 knives!"
"Wait a minute!" Lu Shiyi suddenly shouted.
The old emperor looked at him jokingly, "What, you want to beg for mercy now? It's too late!"
"No! I have a new song that I haven't finished composing. I would like to finish playing the piano before dying. Even if I die, I won't hate it!"
"Hahaha, you are such a rotten scholar, you are really weird. Even when you are about to die, you still want to play the harp. No matter, I will make it happen for you. Come, give him a harp, I want to listen to it. What new lyrics does this person compose?
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Lu Shiyi fetched the harp from left and right, and Lu Shiyi composed a song while playing the harp, but it was a song called "Qin Yuan Chun".
"Qinyuanchun·Freedom"
A humble scholar, cut into pieces with a thousand swords, just for freedom. A man who laughs at glory and is obsessed with force. A hero promises himself, but it is hard to find a friend. The world is unified, all living beings are equal, and he is worthy of being a scholar. The people have woken up, and they are everywhere in the south and north of the river.
We are romantic.
This man is independent in the cold autumn. Who in the world can travel with me? I sigh that life is short and innocence is precious. How can a man’s ambition be in Diaoqiu? In the future, the country will be democratic, and the imperial palace will be built for the common people. Have you ever remembered that there is a Lu in Taicang?
, rebuking Fang Qiu.
Lu Shiyi smiled and sang while playing the piano. It felt more like going on an outing than going to die.
The more relaxed and comfortable he was, the angrier the old emperor became, as if someone had exposed his ugly soul to the sun, naked and with nothing to hide.
He felt that Lu Shiyi's image was very tall, as towering as a mountain; but he was very small, as insignificant as dust. How could this work? I am the emperor, how can anyone in the world be taller than me?
I can't stand it anymore! I really can't stand it anymore! The old emperor couldn't bear it anymore and let out a beast roar from the depth of his throat, "This madman has no father and is arrogant and domineering. If he doesn't behead him, it will not be enough for the people to be angry. Cut him, cut him, give him
I chopped him up!"
The golden words and the imperial power were overbearing, and Lu Shiyi was dragged down and beheaded. The Holy Edict: The beheading must be three thousand six hundred knives. If one knive is missing, I will kill the executioner.
The tyranny of the imperial power cannot shake the spirit of the righteous. According to folklore, Lu in Taicang smiled and did not say a word when he was being tortured. Lu's "Qinyuanchun·Freedom" also spread throughout the Ming Dynasty, and was sung by numerous students
With this poem, he laughs at the old emperor's powerlessness.
It seemed that God knew that someone had done something bad again and wanted to punish him. A chamberlain hurried in and said, "Long live Grandpa, it's bad, the imperial concubine hanged herself!"
"What! My beloved, why are you so stupid? Why did you abandon me?" The old emperor's eyes darkened and he fainted again.
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