Chapter 412 Lantern Festival, Li Liulang continued to kill, and Empress Wu smiled and accepted the festival

Chapter 412 Lantern Festival, Li Liulang continued to kill, and Empress Wu smiled and accepted the festival

The city gate is hung high to show the public, which has always been a great deterrent. When the people who were about to pass by the city gate looked up and saw the dead head above, how could they not have a feeling of fear?

After the feast that day, Jiegui was beheaded by the court, and there were three nobles who were stunned, and the rest of them couldn't help but kill people in fear of Li Xian's chatter and laughter. Although most people have also heard from Tang Jun that during the Great War that day, Li Xian once used the bag to go to the battlefield, but no one has seen it with their own eyes, so naturally they don't feel anything, they just think that this is a very kind prince.

At this time, a certain nobleman who was about to leave Shudun City and go to his own territory looked up at his head hanging on the city gate, and couldn't help but stroke the back of his neck with his hand, and shivered. He knew very well that if he voted for Tibet, he might have the glory and wealth promised by others, but the glory and wealth must also be enjoyed by life. If the head hanging at the gate of the city is replaced by one's own ......

Everyone has reached a consensus - that King Yong is definitely a master who eats people and does not spit out bones!

Zheng Rentai and Xue Rengui left Tieler's mess that day, in order to subdue everyone, he killed hundreds of Tiele nobles, compared to this, Li Xian's methods are very gentle. It's just that Tuyuhun is not as good as Tiele, it is the most important buffer zone of the Tang Dynasty in the northwest, and it is better to give the captain of the horse, Tuyuhun Khan Nuo Haobo face, so it is not feasible to pull out a lot of nobles and cut them down.

"His Royal Highness King Yong has made an example of him this time, and they all have to be honest. But can't the die-hards who are still imprisoned be left any longer? ”

Although this matter is Qi Bi He Li, one person can call the shots. But for the sake of prudence and respect. At this moment, he still cautiously discussed with Li Xian: "Now that Tuyuhun's prisoners of war have been released, as long as all five people are beheaded and shown to the public." And declare the purpose of my Datang Land to the Tuyuhun people, and take the Nuo Hao bowl over to swear an oath, this appeasement is almost the same! ”

"General Qibi has the final say in this matter, I have no opinion!"

If he hadn't had that thrilling experience on the battlefield, how could Li Xian feel uncomfortable when the court killed someone. But that's no longer the case. Although the northwest won a great victory this time, there were thousands of soldiers killed in the battle, and I don't know how many wives cried for their husbands, and fathers hurt their sons.

Seeing that Qi Bi He Li didn't dare to say anything, he smiled again: "This partner has been this partner for so long, you don't have to be so polite all the time." Things on the battlefield. You are a senior; In terms of appeasement, you are even more skilled than me. However, this time, since I have already blackfaced, I might as well be wicked to the end. I will put these people together, and I will do the wicked. The matter of pacification will be handled by General Chebi. ”

Li Xian said this, and Qi Bi He Li couldn't help but sigh: "Since His Royal Highness is rushing to kill someone, I won't fight!" If a few more heads fall, I Datang will be able to die a few fewer people in the future. I have done too much to do this wicked man, I can't imagine that I can change my face and be a good person this time, hahahaha! ”

Qi Qi He Li smiled, Li Xian also laughed, and the guards standing outside the door all looked at each other. I vaguely heard the talk of murder, what is there to be happy about killing?

At noon on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, a high platform was erected in an open space in Shudun City, and it was immediately surrounded by 500 Tang troops. Although they didn't get any notice at all, there were still many nobles who heard the news, and when they saw the group of people who were escorted out by Yuguan, the onlookers suddenly realized, applauded, shook their heads, and secretly lamented in their hearts.

How majestic these pro-Tibetan diehards were in Tuyuhun at the beginning, even if Nuo Haobo wanted to give them three points, who would have thought that they would end up like this? What is even more unexpected is that the long-planned march of Tubo will be defeated so quickly, and it will also bring a series of chain reactions.

The Qinling brothers are fighting for power with the old nobles around Xiao Zampu, and all the well-informed Tuyuhun nobles know about this. And the other thing they realize is that the northwest is about to change!

Li Xian, who was wrapped in a dark purple robe, leaned lazily on the top spot on the high platform as usual, and when the trend of furniture reform in the Central Plains had not yet reached Tuyuhun, it was now more popular to sit on the ground, so he was more like a mountain king than a prince with moderate manners. However, there are no civilian officials to supervise the army here, and the only few civil officials are still his Li Xian's palace officials, and no one will accuse him of being rude, not even the old-fashioned Pei Yan.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, it is a word in the play, but since today's scene was originally to kill chickens and show monkeys, Li Xian does not mind acting in a full set, and there are all kinds of arrows and arrows on the desk. At the moment of the hour, he sat up straight all of a sudden, threw the arrow with a startled shot, and shouted: "The hour is up, slash!" ”

For a time, the executioner on the high platform viciously stabbed people in the head. The bright sword light flashed, and the five human heads fell to the ground. Their mouths had long been tightly stuffed with rags and hemp walnuts, and they had no chance to shout any righteous and awe-inspiring slogans before they died. Although the blood in his neck never splashed three feet, those who stood close still splashed to a half.

The nonsense that should be said was mentioned last time, so this time Li Xian didn't ramble

When they were done, they took their own soldiers and left, and the rest of the soldiers dismantled the high platform to take care of the large blood stains on the ground. The bright color was like a thorn, piercing the hearts of many nobles.

During the Lantern Festival, Li Xian was killing people here, but Chang'an was celebrating the festival lively. Compared with Zhengdan, the people are more interested in the Lantern Festival, one is that the lanterns can be put out, the other is that the curfew will be lifted on this day, and there are countless new things, even the emperor and queen are very likely to climb the tower to watch the lanterns on this day for the people below. However, for the nobles, the excitement is secondary, and the gift is the most important.

Receiving gifts is soft, which is a common phenomenon for emperors and queens. For this kind of thing, Li Zhi has always been handed over to Wang Fushun, so even if the gift is carefully prepared, if it is not good to deal with this prince, it will all be in vain. But Empress Wu is different. Although there is such a proud helper as Ah Qian. But she will read the gifts sent by everyone and return them as appropriate, as she comes. It will not sweep away people's hearts, but also make the women up and down return to their hearts, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

At this time, the charcoal basin was burning in the Hanliang Palace, and the hall was unusually warm, and the Empress Wu sat there, watching Ah Qian command the palace people to take out the gifts one by one. or signaled to collect the treasury, or signaled to distribute the concubines in the palace, or sent it to Li Zhi, all of which were distributed in an orderly manner.

After a while, more than half of the many cage objects were missing, and when it was the turn of a large black wooden box, the lock could not be opened left and right, and several palace attendants were busy. Ah Qian waited impatiently, and couldn't help but step forward and ask, "What's the matter, whose family sent this thing, and it is still locked?" ”

Although it is customary to assign things. But after half an hour, Empress Wu naturally felt a little impatient. At this time, she heard that someone had actually locked the box for gifts, she couldn't help but be curious, got up and looked in front of the box, and her eyes quickly fell on the pattern of the brass lock, and she immediately laughed.

"Ah Qian, go to the third drawer under the dressing table and get those keys!"

Not only did Ah Qian say this inexplicably, but the other palace attendants couldn't help but be stunned. After a while, Ah Qian hurriedly went to the apse to get the key, however, what she brought was not a handful, but a large string of Ding Dingdangdang, and when she took it to the Empress Wu, she couldn't help asking: "Could it be that Niangniang knows who sent the land?" ”

"Except for Xian'er, who thinks of ghost ideas all day long, who would be so narrow-minded?" Although his mouth was disgusted, Wu Hou smiled and groaned, and his fingers flicked lightly on the bunch of keys, "You see, these keys are gold, silver, jade, all kinds of things, he left this bunch of keys when he was mysterious, this time Baba sent a big box with a lock back, obviously famous." ”

Since Empress Wu was in a good mood, Ah Qian naturally wouldn't spoil the scenery, so she smiled and said a few words on the side, and immediately gave the key to the palace attendants, and didn't forget to give an extra order: "Be careful, this key is also given to Niangniang by His Royal Highness, don't bump into it!" ”

After a while, the black wooden chest was finally opened, and it was filled with all kinds of fur cloaks, all wrapped in oilcloth, one for each style. However, this is not the end, there is a black wood box at the bottom, the style and so on are exactly the same, only the size is one size smaller.

At this time, Empress Wu shook her head angrily, and Ah Qian simply drove out those palace attendants, and took the key to open it herself. This busy work took half an hour, and opened a full seven boxes, which involved food, clothing, housing and transportation—from cloaks, to precious ingredients for medicinal herbs, to the vivid palace chariots and horses carved from walnuts, to the transportation documents for fifty horses from the Western Regions. At its smallest, the box was the size of a palm, and contained a pair of bracelets and a letter.

The content of the letter is very simple, neither a pun or a literary language, but a few words that are too vulgar to be vulgar.

"During the Lantern Festival reunion, I can't come back to fulfill my filial piety, so I used this series to make my father and queen laugh. My father may not have the good character of the queen mother, if I am not satisfied with my gift, I will ask the queen mother to help me say good things. The bracelet was sent by the king, and the Tao was priceless, so I borrowed flowers to offer the Buddha and gave it to the queen mother. ”

"This goblin!" Empress Wu folded the letterhead with a smile, took out the two jade bracelets and took a look, they were indeed stronger than the previous tributes, so she took off the two jade bracelets in her hand, put them on, and nodded to Ah Qian, "Go to Penglai Hall to see, I want to know, what Xian'er sent to his father." ”

On the day of the Lantern Festival, Li Xian's festival swept the entire Chang'an, but a few families were happy and a few were sad.

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