Chapter 291 The 139th world is beginning to be different
"Do you think Prince Hong can be canonized as Crown Prince this time?"
Yunchu poured some tea into Liu Rengui's tea cup.
"As long as the princes of the Tang Dynasty were enthroned as princes early, none of them would end well.
You haven't seen Li Chengqian back then, but I have. At that time, I was still a young ninth-level official, responsible for the renovation of Leyouyuan Shengping.
Everyone said that he was an extremely cruel prince. On Leyouyuan, he and Wei Wangtai would force the eunuchs in their respective palaces to hold weapons and perform war scenes. Every time the battle scene ended, Leyouyuan would become a river of blood.
Haha, I have been a petty official in Leyouyuan Shengping for three years. I often see Li Chengqian, but I have never encountered a war scene in those three years.
Instead, you can see the lame Li Chengqian sitting alone on Shengping overlooking the Qujiang Pool in the south.
Therefore, everyone later said that Li Chengqian was rebelling with his father-in-law Hou Junji, but I didn't want to believe it at first.
It wasn't until I saw the scene after the war in Chang'an that I had to believe it.
Even so, I still don't want to believe that a young man sitting in the warm sunshine overlooking Qujiang Pond with a smile on his face can be a tyrant who hopes to kill his father and usurp power.
I think it’s too early for you to consciously cultivate Prince Li Hong now, and I’m afraid it will be in vain.”
"So, you don't agree to contact Prince Li Hong now?" Yunchu picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, then poured the remaining tea roots into the cotton field.
Liu Rengui looked at Yun Chu carefully and said after a long time: "I have never understood where your superhuman self-confidence comes from.
I think, with your wisdom, you will know that after Emperor Taizong imprisoned his father and killed his brother, it has become impossible for the Tang royal family to return to its true origin of the eldest son inheritance system.
From now on, every succession to the throne of the Tang Dynasty will turn into a horrific bloody storm.
What we can do now is to try to control this bloody battle at the upper levels and not spread it downwards.
In this way, a group of people are purged in each generation, but the interests of the people at the bottom are not shaken, and the war is not spread downwards. Then, I think that such a revolution is generally beneficial to the Tang Dynasty.
"
Yunchu looked at Liu Rengui: "Are there many people who have this idea?"
Liu Rengui hugged his knees and moved his hips, and said calmly: "Many, many, some radical officials even think that it doesn't matter who becomes the emperor, what matters is the stability of the Tang Dynasty."
After listening to Liu Rengui's words, Yunchu finally understood why Wu Mei was able to change the Yuan Dynasty after Li Zhi's death, and why Wu Mei basically destroyed everything when she purged the descendants of the Li family.
It is because of the existence of such a group of people that Wu Mei can achieve her goals.
It is because of the existence of these people that Wu Mei returned power to the Li family when she was old.
It turns out that these things are never decided by one or two people, but are the product of collective will.
For Liu Rengui, it was rare that he spoke his mind today, but he also clearly believed that it was very unwise for Yun Chu to start cultivating Li Hong now.
The nature of the dragon is Yin. He can mate with any living creature and then give birth to all kinds of dragon children. In other words, the dragon can adapt to any kind of creature and can get along with any kind of creature.
However, the dragon is inherently ferocious, as moody as the sky above, able to bring down gentle winds and drizzles to nourish all things.
But it can also turn into a gun and destroy everything.
Controlling the life and death of living beings in the world is a matter of one thought.
For people like Liu Rengui, such a creature can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be played with.
For Liu Rengui, the experience of getting along with Yun Chu and Li Hong was like a process of feeding a tiger into danger.
Could it be said that Changsun Wuji was not good to Li Zhi?
Does Changsun Wuji really have second thoughts?
Changsun Wuji worked hard to support Li Zhi to the throne, but at the same time he sounded his own death knell.
Even if Yunchu succeeds and successfully supports Li Hong to the throne, in the end, Liu Rengui believes that he is just the second Changsun Wuji, or even worse. After all, Changsun Wuji is still Li Zhi's biological uncle.
As the sky gradually darkened, Yun Chu and Liu Rengui lit a bonfire on Ditoushan. When the charcoal fire flickered, they each took out a biscuit and stuck it on a branch to bake.
At this time, the sound of frogs sounded in the cotton fields. At first, there were just a few sounds, and then, the overwhelming sound of frogs resounded throughout the land.
Yun Chu handed Liu Rengui a piece of braised beef with a smile, and then laughed softly: "The fragrance of rice flowers means good harvest, listen to the sound of frogs."
Liu Rengui laughed loudly and said: "I can lend you some good words."
After saying that, the two of them picked up the wine bottles, touched them, and started drinking.
Yunchu sighed secretly in his heart.
Anyone with any brains in this world is unwilling to blindly follow, blindly listen or blindly believe
Naha held up her heavy eyelids, held a cattail leaf fan, and fanned Yu Xiurong's huge belly.
Although Yu Xiurong had told her countless times that she should be given a fan on the head, she just didn't want to.
Fanning Yu Xiurong's big belly is taking care of his little nephew and niece. Why should he fan Yu Xiurong?
When Naha fell down on the bed due to sleepiness, Yu Xiurong struggled to get up and took off the clothes that covered the little girl tightly, so that it would be cooler to sleep.
Isn't it just that the child is starting to grow, and why is he covering himself up so tightly?
Before dawn, Naha suddenly screamed, sat up from the bed, hugged her chest with her hands, and looked fiercely at the sleepy Yu Xiurong.
"Did you take off my clothes last night?"
Yu Xiurong yawned and said, "Who else is there besides me?"
"Did you see everything?"
Yu Xiurong straightened out her breasts, which looked even bigger due to her pregnancy, and said, "It's so small, what's so good about it?"
Pulling off Yu Xiurong's collar and taking a look, Naha somersaulted from the bed to the ground, and ran out in a hurry without wearing any shoes.
Mrs. Cui came in with a basin of warm water and helped Yu Xiurong wash up. It was not too early and she had to rush to the imperial city.
Even though I was wearing a fat and big dress, my belly was still a little tight, so I asked my second fat lady to come over and quickly change it.
I took this opportunity to go to Naha's room. The little girl seemed sad for a while and then fell asleep.
Yu Xiurong slapped Naha awake. She had more important things to do today and didn't dare to be late.
Compared with Yu Xiu's makeup, Naha washed her face with water, put on a small gray monk's robe, pulled her hair into two buns on her head, inserted a jade hairpin, and climbed over the wall to the back.
Da Ci'en Temple. When we left Fangmen, the sun had not yet come out, but there were already bright spots on the top of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. After a cup of tea, the sun would cover the entire city of Chang'an.
Today is an excellent day. Si Tianjian said that the sun will shine brightly on July 12th and there will be no clouds in the sky.
The deity of the day is the white tiger, and the twelve deities are eliminated, the sun is opened, and the fire pig in the twenty-eight constellations is eliminated.
Everything is suitable.
Taboo: None.
The position of the God of Fortune is due north, the position of the God of Joy is in the northeast, and the position of Yanggui is in the southwest.
Today there are many carriages on Zhuque Street, including carriages with various roofs belonging to officials, as well as colorful women's carriages.
There were so many horse-drawn carriages that it was impossible to move at any speed, and the streets were full of maids and women walking.
Yu Xiurong's carriage was different. Sitting in it were Mr. Cui and Zicuckoo. Yu Xiurong was half leaning on a huge brocade pillow, and from time to time he opened the carriage curtain and looked to both sides.
Ms. Cui whispered: "Don't open the curtain. Those who can enter the palace today are wealthy people. Don't be laughed at."
Yu Xiurong said: "Why are there so many rules today?"
Cui said: "All the big and small rules are actually made for occasions like today.
Even if you are a wealthy family, you cannot take care of all the etiquette. So, madam, you should just be patient."
"I wonder how glorious Queen Wu will be today."
"It's natural. I heard that it took forty embroiderers three months of work to make just one big red dress with hundreds of birds facing the phoenix.
I also heard that for today, the Shaofu Superintendent specially summoned twenty of the best goldsmiths in the Tang Dynasty and spent two months working on them, consuming fifty kilograms of gold, a dou of pearls, and a hundred square meters of fine jade.
, and various gemstones that cannot be said to be famous.
I don’t know what kind of luxurious appearance this will create.”
"Ah, is she going to carry fifty pounds of gold on her body?"
"Of course, I have to make a lot of them at once, so I only choose the best ones."
With Mrs. Cui, a know-it-all in the house, Yu Xiurong didn't think the journey was long.
The carriage drove directly into the imperial city. Yu Xiurong pointed to an intersection and said to Cui: "Turn in from here and you will go to the Imperial Medical Office where your husband is on duty. The food there is not bad, but the taste is the same as our food.
."
Ms. Cui whispered: "It was made by the cook sent from our dining hall, so it's naturally not bad."
Yu Xiurong hesitated for a moment and wanted to continue asking, but suddenly closed his mouth. He had already learned from Cui that there were actually many members of his family in this imperial city.
There were bundles of red silk tied at the entrance of the palace. Even before we entered, the festive atmosphere was already ignited.
"Aunt Cui, the royal family of the Tang Dynasty admires the color yellow, so why does Empress Wu wear a red dress to attend the ceremony this time?"
Mrs. Cui also looked at the red silk tied on the palace door with confusion, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Because bright red is not a noble color, bright yellow and purple are noble colors.
Could it be said that when you get to Empress Wu, you are ready to change it?
