After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 370 Tragedy Four

The autumn rain moistens the earth.

The blood outside Huaishan County also stained the earth red.

Countless corpses fell to the ground.

Countless lives disappeared in this autumn rain.

Li Chenan has been squatting in front of the corpses of Changsun Jinghong and Shang Di for a long time, his legs are numb and he has never felt it.

His hair was wet, and he was soaked through.

The weather in late autumn was very cold, but he still didn't seem to feel it.

At this moment, his mind was in a mess.

Changsun Jinghong saved his life and trusted him so much that he even entrusted him with the three hundred Xuanjia Battalion soldiers he secretly trained, allowing him to gain a foothold in the capital and even take a few bold steps forward .

Under the crooked neck tree of Huangcheng Division, the two had chatted many times.

Changsun Jinghong knows the injustice of this world, and he also knows the sufferings of the common people. He wants to do something, but finds that he can't do anything!
He pinned all his hopes on the eldest son of the emperor.

Because the eldest son of the emperor is a descendant, because of Empress Lu's entrustment, and because in the eyes of the eldest grandson Jinghong, the three princes in the palace are embarrassing!

A benevolent prince, he can't forcefully change the bad government in the court.

As for a radical second prince, he is better at playing scheming tricks, which, in Changsun Jinghong's view, is not the way to govern and save the country.

As for the third prince... It's okay to play with swords, but he can't afford to challenge this heavy country and society.

Li Chen'an once told him that no one knows what the eldest son of the emperor will look like, let alone his ability. Isn't it too childish for you to be so blind.

Changsun Jinghong smiled, and replied: "How bad can it be? It won't grow into this crooked neck tree!"

"Besides... the old man handed over the Imperial City Department to you, didn't he also hope that you can assist him?"

After all, the eldest son of the emperor was not found, but the eldest grandson Jinghong died here.

He can't close his eyes!

Perhaps, at the moment of his death, what he was thinking about was still the crooked neck tree.

Throughout his life, what he defended was not the imperial power, but the woman who planted the tree!
Although he has never seen that Empress Lu, but from Changsun Jinghong's words in the past, and from Yan Jidao's words at this moment, Li Chen'an can clearly feel the wisdom of that woman.

She hopes that Ningguo will be better.

It's just that she could only plant those four trees and entrust her hopes to those four people, but in the end she couldn't even save her own life.

As for Shangdi.

First met with Shangdi on Peach Blossom Island.

At that time, Li Chenan felt that he was a kind old man with taste, profound knowledge, and approachability.

After several contacts since then, the two have become inseparable, and have become friends who have forgotten the years.

It's just that what Li Chen'an never expected was that, as the lord of the Imperial City Department, Shang Di turned out to be Xi Wei's follower, and he played the role of undercover agent perfectly.

He even didn't expect that the words he said casually at the beginning would actually deeply move the old man, and the old man's thoughts would resonate because of this, and he would even more firmly believe that there will be light in this world!

There will be fairness!

What a fucking fairness!

Who is right and who is wrong?

No one is right and no one is wrong.

So, all dead!

one died defending,
An ideal to die for!

That Xi Wei actually wants to support me as the emperor... The corner of Li Chen'an's mouth twitched suddenly, thinking that if I sat on that dragon chair, I'm afraid I'd be more greedy than everyone in the world!

Because that authority cannot be checked and balanced.

Hold on to that, and you'll lose your way.

Even if you can control it yourself, what about future generations?

After two or three generations, it will still be the same!

Unless the monarchy is abolished.

But in such a semi-feudal and uncivilized society, under the etiquette dogma of thousands of years, the step of abolishing the monarchy is not an ordinary step.

It's definitely a joke!
Just like another time traveler, Wang Mang.

This society relies on the co-governance of the scholar-official class!

That will inevitably involve many interests!

Then it is impossible to achieve fairness in the true sense!
So idealism kills people.

Shangdi is one, and there will be many more.

Do they deserve to die?
Is their death as light as a feather?Or is it as heavy as Mount Tai?
No one can comment at this moment.

Maybe thousands of years later, when civilization evolves, when people's wisdom is enlightened, and when the true light of freedom comes, some people will regard them as the pioneers in pursuit of that light.

Call them thinkers!
Li Chenan stretched out a hand, wiped Changsun Jinghong's eyes, and then wiped Shang Di's eyes.

close it!
There is no light in this world.

He stood up, carried Changsun Jinghong on his back, held Shang Di in his arms, and held the urn of his master Wu Xichen's ashes under his arm.

"I don't know Xi Wei, and Xi Wei probably doesn't know me either."

He looked at Yan Ji and said, "Thank you for bringing back half a jar of my master's ashes, and the promise that master made before he died."

"Thank you for bringing the bodies of the two of them out."

"They are all good teachers and helpful friends to me."

"As for what Brother Shang said, it's all their wishful thinking. I am me, my name is Li Chen'an, the little owner of the tavern in Erjinggou Alley, Guangling City."

"The success or failure of the country's rise and fall...Although everyone is responsible, I still have more important things to do."

Yan Jidao felt that he really didn't understand this young man.

He asked: "What is more important than the present?"

"My fiancée Zhongli Ruoshui's cold illness."

"It's winter now, and the weather is getting colder every day. I have to go back and build a greenhouse for her."

"After the year turns, spring begins, and when the weather warms up, I'm going to take her to Xijian Tower in Wu Country."

Yan Jidao frowned: "So in your opinion, the life of your fiancée is far more important than the lives of the people in the world?"

Li Chenan nodded without thinking:
"My fiancée is by my side, she is the one who will accompany me for the rest of my life!"

"As for the people in the world...their life and death have nothing to do with me."

"You are a cold-blooded person!"

"You can think that way, and you can also think that if I can't even save my fiancée, how can I save the world!"

"Where are you going now?"

"go home!"

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Li Chenan led more than [-] people into this chaotic battlefield.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan and Amu walked in the front.

They carry two knives.

Baozi Xiao rode behind Li Chenan on a donkey, and her hands fell on her waist.

She looked at Li Chenan's back, and a bright light flashed across those slender eyes.

Ning Chuchu and Jian Wu followed behind the donkey's buttocks, Ning Chuchu's face was full of worry.

Worry about the country, brother, and the situation in Kyoto, and also worry about the confusion of the road ahead.

Three hundred Xuanjia warriors, led by Zhou Zheng, held their knives and dispersed to Li Chenan's two wings*——

The death of the eldest grandson made them very sad, angry and hurt, and it also made them follow in the footsteps of this young vice-president and move forward!

Even if there is an abyss ahead!

In Yan Jidao's sight, this silent team walked into the battlefield, into the bloody storm.

The two sides who were fighting stopped at this moment in an extremely tacit understanding.

They made way.

Just watching Li Chenan and his party pass by, gradually drifting away.

Then fight again.

There is no such thing as justice.

There is only faith and hope in each other's hearts.

(End of this chapter)