Thousand-year-old family: its rise began with Shang Yang’s reforms

Chapter 457: The First Year of Daye

Chapter 457: The First Year of Daye
Force the palace?

Yang Yong stood there in a daze, his expression becoming even gloomier.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally sighed deeply, perhaps to find an excuse for himself, or perhaps to make his heart "peaceful". Finally, he said with emotion: "What happened today is not my fault, but forced by my father!"

After Yang Yong made the decision, his inner mind calmed down completely: "Contact the imperial guards and launch a coup tonight!"

The city of Luojing was very peaceful under the cover of night. The moat flowed quietly outside the city gate. The candles in the palace seemed to be burning quietly, illuminating the night sky.

After an unknown period of time, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Countless light raindrops fell on the ground, and the crackling sounds continued to gather, and finally condensed into a heavy rain, which poured down on the ground and covered everything.

In the midst of the chaotic rain, a group of soldiers were quietly preparing under the night sky in this imperial city.

There was a ferocious look in everyone's eyes.

Everything seems like a cycle.

But this time, there was no man named "Chen Zhan" who came over with an umbrella and took away the emperor's bloodline - of course, this was not a change of dynasty, so there was no need for Chen to appear at all.

Under the quiet rain, in a corner of the city gate, a teahouse was quietly opened, with a few people sitting in it. They looked at the quiet and peaceful Luojing City in the distance, and there was a little uneasy emotion in their voices.

“I never thought that what happened in the heavy rain would happen again.”

The middle-aged man seemed to be a little emotional. He said to the person sitting in front of him: "Who do you think will be the final winner?"

Who is the final winner?
Sitting opposite this middle-aged man was an old man who looked quite noble. His cheeks were covered with wrinkles, but among those wrinkles were dots of peace and tranquility.

He just whispered: "Does it matter who is the final winner?"

"This world, it's not peaceful anymore."

The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders and said, "In fact, ever since His Majesty began to be unwilling to die, the world has been in turmoil. The struggle for succession over the years has already left the Sui Dynasty riddled with holes."

He looked at the old man in front of him with some curiosity: "To be honest, Third Uncle, I have never understood why you don't interfere in this matter?"

"If you were here, neither this so-called fight for the throne nor the bloody night incident more than a decade ago would have happened."

Yes.

The old man sitting in front of this middle-aged man is none other than the contemporary head of the Chen family and King Zhenguo—Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan just raised his head, looked at Chen Ping and said, "Why should I interfere?"

He said silently: "The number of times that the Chen family intervened in the struggle for imperial power can be counted on one's fingers. In the past thousand years, how many times has the Chen family intervened?"

"Only my father. Only my father acted without any reason. He made the Wansui Emperor ascend the throne because of some good thoughts in his heart. He brought the Wansui Emperor back and let him enter the Zhushen Building."

"It was not until many years later that I understood my father's painstaking efforts."

Chen Zhan looked at the rain outside the tea stall. The rain kept hitting the ground, creating ripples.

"When the Emperor Wansui came to me with those books, my first reaction was shock. These precious books have always been hidden in a secret room deep in the Zhushen Building and have never been taken out. How could the Emperor Wansui see them?"

"But when I calmed down, I realized that it was probably my father who took out these books and hid them for the Emperor to see. My father did this with a very contradictory mentality."

"He wanted Zhang Annian to see those books, so he interfered with the emperor's decision and brought Zhang Annian back; but he was afraid that Zhang Annian would see those books, so he hid them - he was afraid but also wanted Zhang Annian to see them, so he hid them not secretly."

Chen Zhan seemed to be telling a tongue twister, but what he was describing was a secret that had been hidden for many years.

"He wanted to do an experiment - the ancestor left a will before he died. This book cannot be shown to others easily, because it contains some remarks that may not be tolerated by the world."

"After my father saw it, he felt that this was the right path, but he didn't know when he could use it, so he used Zhang Annian to test this "timing". If the timing is right, then he can move towards a new world."

"If the time is not right, then these books will remain hidden."

“And it turns out that time has not come yet.”

Chen Ping frowned slightly: "So after the Wansui Emperor passed away, you led many of the Chen family's descendants back to Guandu to continue waiting?"

"What are you waiting for?"

Chen Zhan's eyes sparkled with a little brilliance: "What I'm waiting for is a person, an opportunity, and a turbulent world."

His voice was calm and powerful.

"Everyone thinks that Chen's greatest wish is for all people in the world to live a peaceful and tranquil life, but in fact, Chen's wish is not like that. Chen's wish is for all people in the world to live a happy life!"

“Safety is just the most basic performance!”

A fire was burning in Chen Zhan's heart. His voice fell bit by bit along with the rain: "The realization of a great goal is always accompanied by bloodshed and sacrifice. The emergence of a magnificent world is bound to be accompanied by extremely severe pain!"

"The emergence of Yang Jian gave me hope."

"Of course, this is also one of the backup plans of the Wansui Emperor."

"The people left behind by the Wansui Emperor can ensure the internal turmoil of the Sui Dynasty. It can be guaranteed that at the last moment, some ambitious people will appear. They see Yang Jian kill the emperor and become the supreme person, so they will dispel their fear of the emperor!"

"In this way, the end of the Sui Dynasty will not be a peaceful and stable one, but a turbulent and chaotic one!"

"When this chaotic world ends, the world will become a better place!"

Chen Zhan's eyes were shining with excitement.

"The books left by the Wansui Emperor must not have been directly handed over to the emperor. They must have passed through the hands of one, two, or three people. After reading the books of the Wansui Emperor, these people were unconsciously attracted by the concepts recorded in these books."

He looked at Chen Ping and said, "Would you suspect that someone who talks in a book, records his thoughts, is very close to you, and may have accompanied you through countless lonely and solitary years, has ulterior motives?"

"Will not."

“Because you’ve formed a habit.”

"What's more, the purpose of the Wansui Emperor is not to do anything bad, but to subtly and imperceptibly influence a person's thoughts - to influence that person with correct thoughts."

“That man is a fire starter.”

"The Long Live Emperor is a flame of failure, but his thoughts are on the right track."

Chen Zhan smiled, opened the umbrella in his hand, and slowly walked into the rain.

"And that person will be the next spark."

"When his flame dies out, a new flame will appear, and we will wait until the day when the final flame emerges to burn away all injustice."

"Let's go."

"There is no suspense about what happened in Kyoto anymore."

Chen Ping turned his head and glanced at the soldiers who suddenly appeared not far away, with a look of understanding on his face. These soldiers were the private soldiers of the "Prince of Jin's Mansion" and were also part of the Kyoto Imperial Guards.

When these people appeared on such a dark night, many things came to fruition.

In front of Xuanwu Gate
Yang Yong stood there, the long sword in his hand broke, and countless raindrops mixed with blood and tears slid down his face and then fell to the ground.

He sighed, "I never thought that after such a brilliant life, I would end up like this."

Suddenly, Yang Yong pointed at the palace gate in the distance with a long sword in his hand: "Come out!"

"My good brother!" "Hua La La——"

On the rainy night, a team of soldiers quickly appeared, and on the Xuanwu Gate Tower, archers and crossbowmen stood there, aiming their crossbows at Yang Yong, and then footsteps were heard.

"Tap tap tap——"

That was the sound of boots stepping on the rain. When the sound rang out, a figure appeared in the darkness.

The figure's voice was as gentle as ever: "Brother, are you looking for me?"

Yang Guang stood there, looking down at Yang Guang who was standing there, with only his remnants of defeated soldiers left behind him, like a triumphant victor - no, not like, but he himself had already become a winner.

There were two people standing next to him, both of them were wearing black robes, but Yang Yong recognized one of them at a glance.

"Zhang Shian!"

Yang Yong gritted his teeth and said, "I have treated you so well! How dare you betray me!"

He suddenly understood many things: "So this is all a conspiracy, a conspiracy to make me rebel! And you - my good brother, can use this to get rid of me, the crown prince, the biggest and only opponent on your way to the throne!"

Yang Guang's smile became even clearer, and in this dark night, it seemed like a light that would illuminate everything.

"Yes."

"But you knew it was too late."

He tilted his head as if he was thinking about something, and then said: "Unfortunately, you said one thing wrong. Anshi did not betray you, but he has never been yours."

"He was sent to you by the King."

"An Shi is one of my favorites. How could he be yours?"

Yang Yong wiped his face and wiped away the blood on his cheek.

He laughed out loud: "Hahahahaha good good good, the two pillars of the Imperial College are actually all your people, it's not unfair that I lost."

"Can you let me know clearly how you convinced the noble families, especially the Zhang family, to support you?"

Yes.

Zhang Anshi was born into the Zhang family, which was the royal family of the previous dynasty.

Yang Guang was obviously very proud of this. He looked at Zhang Anshi and said, "I promise Anshi that when I ascend the throne, I will make Taiping Dao the state religion again, and I can return Longhu Mountain, one of the ancestral temples of Taoism, to the Zhang family. In the name of the Great Sui Emperor, I will confer the title of "Heavenly Master" on the head of the Zhang family, and the title of Heavenly Master can be inherited from generation to generation."

"Brother must also understand how beneficial this is."

"With the accumulation of two dynasties, Zhang's Heavenly Master, or the Taiping Dao, will become the true orthodoxy of Taoism, and the Suzhou and Hangzhou Zhangs will no longer be the Suzhou and Hangzhou Zhangs, but the Heavenly Master Zhangs! The Longhu Mountain Zhangs!"

"There are two families in the world today that are the most transcendent."

"The Chen family of Guandu and the Kong family of Qufu."

"The reason why the Chen family is so extraordinary is because of its nobility, because of its power, because of its sacred beliefs, because it is the only orthodox political science, one of the orthodox Confucianism, one of the ancestral schools of law, one of the ancestral schools of Taoism - and because it has been conferred titles by monarchs of all dynasties, and because it is also one of the supreme gods of Taoism, the Enlightened Emperor, and the sages of all generations who have been fighting for the Chinese nation for thousands of years without hesitation."

"This is something that no other family can compare to."

"After all, they don't have such noble bloodlines, a huge system that has lasted for thousands of years, a powerful force that has absorbed the foundations of several dynasties, and students and former officials all over the world."

"But there is a family that has also been passed down for a thousand years. Although it is not as noble, it is equally powerful."

"Qufu Kong family."

"They do it because of Confucius and Confucianism."

"With the emergence of these two families, it's no wonder that the Zhang family wants to become the next aristocratic family of the next thousand years."

Yang Yong's voice was dry, he looked at Yang Guang: "What about Hedong Pei?"

"The next generation of family heads have come to help you, what promises have you made?"

Yang Guang did not answer this time. Instead, he looked at the night slowly disappearing in the sky, and said with regret on his face: "I really want to continue to talk about the past with you, but my father should have been waiting for a long time."

"Big brother."

"Goodbye."

After saying this, he turned and left, waving his hand.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

A rain of arrows fell from above, killing the people trapped in the middle.

Zhengxian Hall

Yang Jian sat there with a hint of sadness in his brow.

He listened to the footsteps, looked at Yang Guang who was slowly approaching, and finally let out a long sigh.

"You are the winner in the end?"

"That's all."

Yang Jian closed his eyes and said, "Liu Fu, give him the edict of succession."

Liu Fu walked respectfully to a secret compartment, took out an imperial edict from it, and then respectfully handed it to Yang Guang.