Chang Anqing

Chapter 292 Thunder Fury

"Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty was born in a humble background, but he cared about the world. He fought all his life, reformed the bad government, rectified the bureaucracy, lightened the tax and abolished the harsh law. "

Hearing Yang Yan's words of sincere admiration, Yang Chongyuan nodded in agreement, and said with some emotion: "Emperor Song Wu's achievements in his life are rare in all dynasties. Since you understand this, you should also use it as a reference in the future. , Learn from it."

When he said this, Yang Chongyuan faintly noticed a subtle change in Yang Yan's eyes, even under the shadow of the lights, it was very clear.

Not disagreeing, but not totally agreeing either.

"It seems that you haven't finished your sentence yet."

Hearing Yang Chongyuan's words, Yang Yanxin raised his head abruptly. He raised his head to meet his father's deeply inquiring gaze, lowered his eyes and cupped his hands. After all, he was determined and said respectfully: "My son is a younger generation, so I dare not speak nonsense. It’s just that the ancients said that people are not sages and sages can do nothing, so it can be seen that everyone has faults. Emperor Wu of Song Dynasty made outstanding achievements in his life, just like a gentleman’s beautiful jade, but because of some flaws left, it still cannot be compared to future generations’ evaluation of merits and demerits.”

After the voice fell, there was silence in the study room, and this strange silence undoubtedly made the pressure on Yang Yan's heart even heavier.

"Erlang thinks, where is Emperor Wu of Song's fault?"

Hearing his father's calm question, Yang Yanfang couldn't help clenching his hands lightly on his legs, then slowly raised his head the next moment, met his father who was close at hand, and said in a low and slow voice: "My son thought that Emperor Wu of Song The merits of his life, even if he can't be compared with Qin Huang Han Wu, he is also a rare king of Meiji, but there is only one thing, but he started the unwise actions of all dynasties in the future. It has become a mistake in the history books."

At this point, the smile on Yang Chongyuan's lips has gradually faded away, and even the rare kind father in his eyes has become indifferent, even vigilant because of Yang Yan's words in front of him.

"Why."

Yang Chongyuan's question was easy, but Yang Yan's heart was not easy. At this moment, he knew that his father in front of him was silently warning him, but he also knew that he had to say what he said today.

He has been taught the ways of Confucius and Mencius, the way of a sage, and the way of a gentleman all his life. He didn't want to continue to see the situation of fighting each other, blood flowing like rivers, and the people's restlessness. Since the Yang family is in a high position, he hopes that their Yang family can become a history book in the future. Above all, the dynasty of benevolent rule in the mouth of the people, not the dynasty of tyranny.

What he seeks in public is the way of heaven, and what he seeks in private is the aspiration of the people of the world.

Thinking of this, Yang Yan didn't wait any longer. He straightened his back bit by bit, sat in front of him, bowed his hands earnestly and made a salute, and said with the most profound pleading: "Sima's Zen is located after Emperor Wu of Song Dynasty. However, Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty killed Emperor Fei and wiped out the Sima clan. Since then, this has been the first of its kind, and it is the source of retribution."

Seeing the heavy face in front of him, the cold light shining in his eyes, and his father who was no longer angry and pretentious, Yang Yan at this moment did not have the slightest fear or regret, as if he had already made all preparations, he touched his head on the carpet in awe-inspiring manner. He said earnestly in the words: "For my Yang family, after a hundred years of my great prosperity, I implore your majesty, beg Aye to spare the life of the former Zhou royal family, so that they can grow old, and let the people of the world see my tolerance kindness."

Hearing Yang Yan in front of him grandly begging himself in front of his face, as a monarch and minister, as a father and son, what he was asking for was to forgive the previous court and let those Chen royal family who were once high above them be spared.

Yang Chongyuan suddenly laughed out loud, this smile was like freezing water, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

Looking at the biological son in front of him who looks similar to his own and has the same blood, but who wholeheartedly wants to plead for the former royal family, Yang Chongyuan's eyes are already cold, he tightens his fists bit by bit, and whispers softly, leaving Yang Yan behind. Last chance.

"Now that I have the blessing of the dynasty and the support of all the people, isn't it kind enough to be a father? Or is there something they are not satisfied with?"

"Do not--"

Hearing Yang Chongyuan's words, Yang Yan raised his head, met Yang Chongyuan's eyes and said, "My son just wants to beg Aye, take back my life, don't—"

At this moment, Yang Yan seemed to be injecting courage into himself, his fists were clenched and trembling slightly, until he felt his father's stern gaze almost penetrated him, finally the last words came out stagnantly from his throat.

"Don't order people to be poisoned secretly again, just let them spend the rest of their lives in peace."

Almost at the same time, Yang Chongyuan's angry eyes widened, with some disbelief, but more of a sullen anger and an uncontrollable sneer.

"You know, what are you talking about? What are you doing?"

Hearing every word that overflowed from the gap between Yang Chongyuan's teeth, Yang Yan nodded heavily, like a towering green hill, refusing to back down in the slightest and said: "I know——"

"Women's kindness!"

With the sound of the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table suddenly falling to the ground, the black and greasy ink splashed all over Yang Yan, and the stacks of documents also flew all over the ground, not waiting for Yang Yan to feel the pain on his body Before he finished speaking completely, Yang Chongyuan in front of him got up angrily, looked down at Yang Yan in front of him, filled with the gloomy and terrifying anger of the emperor, pointed at Yang Yan and scolded: "In my life, How could you give birth to such a benevolent, weak and incompetent son like you, with your behavior today, how dare you take the position of the crown prince!"

"Aye—"

Faced with this harsh and even merciless scolding, Yang Yan's eyes were shaken, and it took a long time for two words to overflow, but Yang Chongyuan refuted with a shake of his sleeves without any regard for affection: "You go back to the East Palace and face the wall to think about your mistakes. I don't want to hear your incompetent words anymore."

After all, Yang Chongyuan was ready to leave, but he never thought that Yang Yan, who was kneeling at his feet, would dare to grab his clothes corner, and remonstrated bitterly: "Aye, at the beginning of the founding of the country, you lightly punished and paid less, and pardoned the world. , let the people of the world benefit the people of the world, and won the hearts of thousands of people. Why not just let the Chen family go and let them appreciate your kindness. The subordinate said, I am just learning from your ancestor Emperor Wu.”

"When will it be time to repay the injustice? My son's remonstrance today is for my Yang family's hundred years later, and for the orthodoxy of our great prosperity and founding of the country. All fruits come from causes, and all rewards start from karma. According to history books A country that starts with bloodshed will end in blood, and I don't want to—"

"Rebel!"

Almost at the same time, Yang Chongyuan threw Yang Yan away, leaned over and grabbed his shoulder, and glared at him with bone-piercing strength: "As the prince of the dynasty, you dare to curse me, Yang, and Chen for them?" I beg you, I think you have lost your mind and gone crazy."

"Come on!"

The next moment, Yang Chongyuan's violent shout resounded throughout the Zichen Hall, and Liu Shoucheng, who was scared by the noise outside and was in a dilemma, immediately shuddered, rushed in tremblingly, and said, "Your Majesty."

"Get this traitor out for me—"

Hearing Yang Chongyuan's words, Liu Shoucheng was so frightened that he didn't dare to really agree, but he didn't dare to answer.

"Why? How dare you not listen to my words?"

Seeing that there was no movement, Yang Chongyuan immediately frightened Liu Shoucheng with a gloomy face and said, "Take the crown prince to the Fengxian Hall and kneel in front of the ancestors. Without my permission, you are not allowed to get up. Those who dare to accommodate, walk a hundred sticks. !"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Chongyuan walked out immediately without even looking at him.

Yang Yan was left alone, still knelt there silently, and Liu Shoucheng was shocked and terrified watching him.

"Your Highness, you—"

Hearing the faint sound of grasshoppers outside the hall broke the dead silence in the hall, Yang Yan was extremely calm at the moment, but slowly stood up in the empty study room, and when he looked sideways at Liu Shoucheng, his tone was as kind and gentle as ever.

"Let's go."

(End of this chapter)