Legend has it that the Lantern Festival was set up to commemorate "Pinglu" during the reign of Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty. After the death of Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, Liu Ying, the son of Empress Lü, ascended the throne as Emperor Hui of the Han Dynasty. Emperor Hui was cowardly and indecisive by nature, and the power gradually fell into the hands of Empress Lu. After Emperor Hui of the Han Dynasty died of illness, Empress Lu monopolized the government and turned the Liu family into the Lu family's world, and the old ministers in the court, the Liu clan were deeply indignant, but they were afraid of the cruelty of the Empress Lu and dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

After Empress Lü fell ill and died, Zhu Lü was terrified and feared being hurt and ostracized. So, he secretly gathered at the house of General Lu Lu and conspired to cause chaos in order to completely seize the Liu family.

This matter reached the ears of Liu Xiang, the king of Qi of the Liu clan, Liu Xiang decided to raise an army to fight against Zhu Lu in order to protect the Liu family, and then got in touch with the founding ministers Zhou Bo and Chen Ping, and designed to relieve Lu Lu, and the "Zhu Lu Rebellion" was finally completely quelled.

After quelling the rebellion, the ministers supported Liu Bang's second son, Liu Heng, to ascend the throne and called Emperor Wen of Han. Emperor Wen deeply felt that the peaceful and prosperous era was not easy to come by, so he set the fifteenth day of the first month to quell the "Zhulu Rebellion" as a day of joy with the people, and every family in the capital put up lanterns to celebrate.

Since then, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month has become a folk festival celebrated by the whole world - "Lantern Festival".

The Lantern Festival in 1799 was destined to be a sleepless night for Lord He and Jiaqing.

Jiaqing was excited.

Seeing that the death date of the adult was approaching, and the once invincible first minister in the world was about to throw his body on the street, he was so excited that he was not sleepy. He flipped through the six chapters of the ministers of Jiuqing over and over again, and every time he saw the words of Ling Chi's execution, his heart would swell with happiness.

Without you, it's important!

And adults are very lost.

Is that the end of it? Forever under the Yellow Spring, there will be no wine, no strings, no songs**, and there will be no tomorrow!

That night, he remembered a lot of people. From the light rain of 1750 to the heavy snow of 1799, for 49 years, his enemies, his friends, his family, together with fate and time, have made him who he is now.

He went from being a nobody to the pinnacle of all people's attention; From the highest point of invincibility, he fell into a prisoner who was spurned by others.

Who made me who I am today, and who made me where I am today?!

Is it Jiaqing?! He doesn't have that ability.

Could it be......

In a blink of an eye, it was dawn. As soon as Jiaqing finished freshening up, Liu Yong, Dong He and Zhu Jue came.

"A few Aiqing are so early, what is the matter?" As soon as Jiaqing saw this lineup, he knew that there must be something important to discuss.

"Your Majesty, for He Shen's death, the three of us feel that 'Ling Chi' is really a little inappropriate." Zhu Jue has the best relationship with Jiaqing, and he should say this first.

"What's wrong?" Jiaqing was a little dissatisfied. A Gu Lun and Princess Xiao are already difficult enough, how can they even help their henchmen and ministers to intercede for He Shen?

"Your Majesty, He Shen's crime is extremely evil, and Ling Chi's execution is not heavy. It's just that after all, he is an important minister of the previous dynasty, and he is the father-in-law of Gulun and Princess Xiao, so it is a little unreasonable to cut him with a thousand knives, and please think twice. Although Zhu Jue has been framed by adults, he has never been emotional about state affairs.

"Liu Yong, Dong Huan, what do you mean?"

"Lord Zhu is reasonable. What's more, the Emperor Taishang has just passed away, and we will kill Ling Chi, an important minister of the previous dynasty, and break the corpse into the streets, just afraid that the Emperor Taishang's soul in the sky will not be at peace! Liu Yong also persuaded.

"Shouldn't Ling Chi be punished for such a felony?"

"Although He Shen is extremely evil, he has no intention of rebellion, and I hope the emperor will think twice." Dong He also said on the side.

"How do you know he has no intention of rebelling?" Hearing the word rebellion, Jiaqing asked alertly. He has always been very suspicious of plotting against adults, but he has never been able to find evidence.

"Your Majesty, most of the people with bad intentions pay attention to buying people's hearts. He Shen has been an official for many years, with a high and powerful position, if he intends to rebel, he is only afraid that it will be too early to do so. But the actual Heshen is notorious, and there are not many officials in the DPRK who are really attached to him. The minister has worked with him in the military aircraft department for many years, and according to the minister's opinion, he will have no objection. "Dong He is cautious, although he has been difficult with adults in the past, but he refuses to fall into the ground at critical moments.

Jiaqing nodded: My father is really right, he is just a humble little person, I think highly of him.

"Good! Then do as you wish! ”

On the eighteenth day of the first month, Jiaqing issued an edict, sentenced and sentenced the adults to commit suicide, Fu Chang'an beheaded the marquis, and executed after the autumn.

Fu Chang'an is Qianlong's nephew, and he is also considered an imperial prince, Jiaqing can't bear his head in a different place, and hopes that he can sincerely obey himself. It's a pity that Fu Changan followed Lord He with all his heart, and he didn't even mention the slightest crime of Lord He during the interrogation, which really annoyed Jiaqing. So, he specially decreed that Fu Chang'an would kneel and kill himself.

Early in the morning of the 18th, the jailers began to gather and serve a large table of send-off meals for the adults. The food and drinks on the table are very rich, not only a few chic cold dishes, but also hot dishes such as lamb, fish, pheasant and wild boar. There was also a silver bowl, a pair of silver chopsticks, and a silver cup on the table.

Knowing that this was his last meal in this world, he straightened his clothes and sat down at the table. Looking at the table full of food, he didn't want to swallow, only picked up the flask and poured himself a glass of wine, then raised the wine glass and drank it all. After drinking six or seven cups in a row, I suddenly felt that my appetite increased greatly, and I immediately picked up the silver chopsticks and ate them.

"Hmmm! Not bad! I didn't expect that there were such delicacies in this prison, which were on par with the craftsmanship of me and a certain concubine, and the taste was very similar! ”

"This wine and food was specially prepared and sent by the government."

"From the house? Is there still someone in Hefu now? ”

"It was sent by several women, all in a sedan chair, we don't know what it looks like."

Seeing this, he didn't ask any more questions, and drank and ate alone.

These women are naturally his concubines. He thought that his great calamity was coming, and they had already found a way out and left themselves aside. Now it seems that they are still thinking about themselves, and he can't help but be moved. He didn't know at this time that not only did these women not abandon him, but there were even people who wanted to follow him with the mentality of death.

Men mixed up with this, it can be said that they are quite successful. What more can we ask of him?

"This life is like a glass of wine, at first glance, it is like boiled water, clear and transparent, colorless and tasteless. When you eat slowly, some are rich and mellow, and some are spicy and intoxicating, just like human life. Everyone's life is different, and as for what your glass of wine tastes like, it depends on how you brew it. I don't like to drink alcohol all my life, and I rarely taste it. In the end, without distractions, I tasted the taste and charm of wine for the first time. Come to think of it, it's not too late! ”

Life is like wine.

What is there to fear in life, and why is there any need to die? (To be continued.) )