Cold rain, dripping, filled the sky of the Tang Empire. This little bit of cold rain, with a trace of bone-chilling, sprinkled on the streets and alleys of Chang'an, sprinkled on the Xianning Hall of Xingqing Palace, and sprinkled on the heart of Emperor Li Yu. "The cold rain is inaudible", Li Yu, who was lying stiffly on the dragon bed, couldn't hear the sound of cold rain drops falling on the glazed tiles outside the window, but he could feel the bone-chilling coldness, just like his state of mind at this time. Li Yu stared blankly at the flickering candlelight, but his thoughts had drifted into the distance.

The past is like the wind, hey, how can the past be scattered like the wind, and there is no trace? That year, the sky of the Tang Empire was also so cold, gloomy and depressing, my father was unwilling to be coerced by the feudal town, and decided to use troops, but it led to the so-called "Four Kings and Two Emperors" rebellion, and the Jingyuan soldiers sent to quell the rebellion also suddenly turned against each other and turned around and killed Chang'an. On the night of the fall of the imperial capital, there seemed to be this cold rain in the sky, my father fled in a hurry, and in addition to some members of the Li Tang royal family, there were only more than 100 eunuchs, by the way, there was also a boy who was only six years old, that is my eldest son, Li Chun, the current son of the Tang Dynasty. There is no army, hey, where is there any army, Hebei is reversed, Pinglu is reversed, Huaixi is reversed, Jingyuan soldiers are also reversed, even, even the Shence army that has always been with us does not know where to go, could it be that they have also abandoned us? Without the escort of the army, we had to go into battle in person, and Li Yi, the king of Shu, opened the way, and I, although I was the crown prince, could only fight with my sword in person. When Emperor Xuanzong was in exile, the road was crowded with the old folks who heard the news, and they rushed to offer rice mixed with wheat beans, but now, there is no rice, and some are just the eyes of the people who are colder than ice. Under the cold gaze of the people, we were hungry and starved, all the way forward, accompanied by only the cold rain all the way, and what lingered in my mind was the fire of Daming Palace.

"The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring and grass", Du Fu's poems, it is really three points, when we return to Chang'an after fleeing, the former magnificent imperial capital is now full of devastation. What I saw was the ruins and barren mounds, and what I heard was the whispered crying and curses of the people, and what I dreamed of at midnight was the blood and souls of the Tang royal family. In the past, the plum flowers were full of flowers, and now there is only a pitiful remnant of the mountain leftovers.

This rebellion and flight destroyed my father's spirit and my body. My father was getting depressed, and my health was getting worse. Finally, I suffered a stroke and was confined to bed, and from then on, I could no longer gallop on horseback, no longer be able to talk loudly, and even walking and talking became a luxury. My illness completely shattered my father's will, and he couldn't afford to fall ill from then on. The emperor fell ill, the crown prince also fell ill, there was a power vacuum in Chang'an, in the dark, some people were ready to move, did the Tang Empire sink like this? I was not reconciled, so when the news of my father's death came, I forced myself to stand up and walk step by step towards the seat that should have belonged to me. It was the hardest walk of my life, and with each step, it seemed to drain all my energy. This is also the last time I walked in my life, I used it to obtain supreme power, but I can no longer handle the government freely, so I have to hand over the power to the people around me. Wang Ling, Wang Shuwen, Liu Yuxi, Liu Zongyuan, ......, I trust you, let it go, get rid of those bad habits, and return a bright sky to the Tang Dynasty."

Hey, what's wrong with my Tang royal family, is it cursed? From Taizu Li Yuan, Gaozong Li Zhi, Zhongzong Li Xian, Ruizong Li Dan, to my great-grandfather Suzong Li Heng, grandfather Daizong Li Yu, father Dezong Li Shi, and me, Li Yu, or incompetent, or sick, all of them are subject to others because of their mental or ** weakness. Only Taizong Li Shimin, Xuanzong Li Longji and son Li Chun seem to be an exception, Taizong is wise and martial, Xuanzong is scheming, and his son Li Chun is as rich as jade, Taizong created the "rule of Zhenguan", Xuanzong created the "Kaiyuan Dynasty", I heard that Li Chun's name is "Yuanhe", I really hope that his son can create a "Yuanhe Zhongxing" of his own. Son, I'm optimistic about you. Because, I know, although that escape experience destroyed my father and me, it also inspired your ambition and fighting spirit, and I saw you reading history books day and night. Also, when my father picked up you who were only seven years old, he jokingly asked: "Whose child is this, and it is in my arms?" Your crisp children's voice permeated the glass hall: "I am the third son of the Tang Dynasty!" "Yes, my father Dezong Li Shi is the first son, my Li Yu is the second son, and my son Li Chun is naturally the third son, at that moment, my father's frowning face was full of joyful stamens, and I was even more overjoyed. The words are still in my ears, but my father has already controlled Bintian, and I was forced to become the emperor, the third son of the year, and in the blink of an eye, I have become the first son of the sky. But, son, I don't blame you. You executed Wang Shuwen, scared Wang Ling to death, and degraded Liu Yuxi, Liu Zongyuan and others, I don't blame you; You united with Ju Wenzhen to force me to abdicate, and I don't blame you. In fact, when Zheng Qi, a bachelor of Hanlin, asked me to express his stance with the four big words "Li's Succession to Grow", I had already thought that this would be the result, but I didn't expect it to be so soon! It's okay, I'm living in Xingqing Palace, you are worried about state affairs in Daming Palace, and our father and son have their own pleasures, which is also what I expect to see. Li Chun, I believe in you, I believe that you will be able to create an era of your own like Emperor Taizong and Emperor Xuanzong.

Suddenly, a terrible thought drilled into Li Yu's brain: Taizong launched the Xuanwumen Mutiny and killed his brother and younger brother; Xuanzong first got rid of his cousin Princess Anle, and then forced his aunt Princess Taiping to death. Li Chun he, Li Chun, will he ......? At this point, Li Yu shook his head, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the room was dark, and the candle on the table had burned out the last drop of candle tears and was extinguished. What's going on? What about the maids who are waiting for me? What about eunuchs? What about the guards? Why doesn't anyone hold the candle for me?

In the boundless darkness, Li Yu felt an inexplicable fear coming over him. In the darkness, there seemed to be footsteps, one step, one step, closer, closer, Li Yu's fear reached its peak, he used his last strength to mourn the trombone, but found that the voice he made was as thin as a gossamer, and it was only then that Li Yu remembered that he had long lost the ability to speak. He was desperate and gave up the useless struggle, but found that his mind was as calm as water at this time, and since the danger was inevitable, he should face it calmly. The sound of footsteps stopped beside his dragon bed, and in the darkness, there was a sinister laughter. "Tutu Chengxuan, the little eunuch beside Li Chun, sure enough! It's just that I don't understand, son, Li Chun, why are you doing this? Am I, am I, a paralyzed person, still a threat to you? ”