Chapter 2: Cold Rain and Unheard Rain II
"Yes, Father, your presence is my greatest threat. After all, there is only one seat in that place, you think, I want to, I want to. Outside the Xianning Palace, Li Chun stood quietly, motionless, letting the cold rain wet his whole body, his skin, and his internal organs. That year, it seems to be a day of "full of cold and rain", the rebels captured the imperial capital Chang'an, my grandfather, the son of the Tang Dynasty, Dezong Li Shi fled in a hurry, and among the people who fled with him, there was a boy who was only six years old, that is me, the current son of the Tang Dynasty, Li Chun. I still vividly remember that night, a pair of panicked hands picked me up and put me on his shoulder, which also woke me up from my sweet dreams, not only those of that day, and since then, my sleep has never had a sweet dream.
I lay on the man's shoulder, opened my sleepy eyes, and looked behind me dimly, and I was stunned because I saw the real hell on earth: the rebels were killing and looting with impunity. They rode or walked, swords wielding steel knives and smiling as they chased after the fleeing crowd. The steel knife drew a poignant arc in the night sky, slashing at people's **. With the muffled sound of steel knives slashing bones and terrible screams, streams of blood splattered out, sprinkled into the cold rain in the sky, and fell with the cold rain, I really couldn't tell whether the sky was flying cold rain or hot blood. At that moment, I suddenly felt that I had grown up and matured, and as a member of the Tang Imperial Family, I had the responsibility to sweep away the haze entrenched in the sky over the Tang Empire, and return a bright sky to the Tang Dynasty, so that every citizen of the Tang Dynasty could live a happy and stable life.
"Taking history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall", in order to realize my ideals and ambitions, I fixed my eyes on the vast history books. How many nights when the copper kettle was broken, I sat alone in the lonely study, there was no red sleeves and fragrant romance, no light singing and dancing in feather clothes, no staggered cheers and drinks, only a silver candle, accompanied by my lonely figure, until the rooster announced. Through the thick yellowed annals, I seem to vaguely see the great achievements of the ancestors and the skills of the emperors: at the end of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Guang had no way, and the heroes of the Quartet were surging, and my Emperor Gaozu judged the situation, took advantage of the situation, and led his troops to Chang'an, and finally laid the century-old country of the Tang Empire; When Emperor Taizong was still the king of Qin, he repeatedly led his troops to fight in the south and the north, and after ascending the throne, he made great efforts to govern the country, and created a peaceful scene of "the rule of Zhenguan" with his own hands; I, Emperor Xuanzong, stood out from the treacherous political game and created the miracle of the prosperous era of "Kaiyuan Prosperous Era". "Recalling the heyday of the Kaiyuan Dynasty in the past, Xiaoyi still has thousands of rooms. The rice is fat and the corn is white, and the public and private warehouses are abundant. There are no jackals on the road in Kyushu, and the sun rises far away", Du Fu's poems are leisurely fascinating, but it's a pity that I was born at the wrong time. Today's Tang Empire is full of holes, with eunuch dictatorship inside and feudal towns outside, therefore, I must revive the Tang Dynasty, I believe I have this ability, provided that I must ascend to that position.
I know, Father, in essence, we are the same kind of people, and we all yearn to revive the majesty of the Tang Dynasty, and even you were once my idol to worship and learn from. However, Father, God has abandoned you and left you seriously ill, so you will not be able to walk or speak from now on, let alone deal with the affairs of the court. But who are you who you have given power to someone else? Wang Ling was greedy, and he also built a large wooden box to hold the bribes he had received, and put them under the bed to enjoy sleeping on the pile of money; Wang Shuwen is autocratic, and the promotion of officials is decided in a word; Liu Zongyuan is lonely and cold by nature, Liu Yuxi is domineering, and Wei Zhiyi will not be flexible...... Such a group of political idiots touted each other as Yi Yin and Zhou Gong, which is ridiculous and ridiculous! What's even more intolerable is that they didn't agree to make me the crown prince, which is really unbearable. The eldest son of the dignified concubine, the third son of Tianzong Talent, cannot be established as the crown prince, how can I be embarrassed? For my great dream of reviving the Tang Empire, I had to rely on the power of the Juwenzhen eunuch group and the elders of the court to successfully become the crown prince and obtain the power of the prison country in one fell swoop. But this is not enough, if I want to use my talents freely, I must obtain supreme power, and your physical condition, Father, has given me the best excuse and reason. After my father's succession, my next target is naturally the "Second King Liu Liu". Needless to say, it can be said that it is easy to deal with them, because they have no background, no connections, and the only backer is your father. As soon as your iceberg falls, they naturally have nothing to rely on. Moreover, they offended so many powerful people: the elders of the DPRK and China, the eunuch group, the feudal towns in various places, and, of course, me.
My father abdicated, the "second king Liu Liu" died, depreciated, everything was settled, I thought I could show my skills and deal with those unruly feudal towns. However, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, and the undercurrents inside and outside the court are surging, intending to support the restoration of your father, and I am tired of coping, causing Liu Pi, the mad scholar, to take advantage of the chaos to seize the position of the envoy of the Xichuan Festival. I originally wanted your father to live in Xingqing Palace, but now it seems that you can't do it. For the prosperity of the Tang Empire, for my ideals and ambitions, father, I can only be sorry for you. Of course, you are my father after all, I can't bear it anyway, Tutu Chengxuan, you are my confidant, my brother, and my incarnation, you go, don't let your father work too hard.