Tang Dynasty: Taking the Empress Dowager to a brothel, Father Emperor, what a coincidence!

The nights in Liaodong are not only cold, but also very lonely.

Wei Zheng stood in front of the Jingguan outside Anshi City, staring blankly at it.

"If distant people do not submit, then cultivate virtue and culture to attract them..."

Wei Zheng recited this sentence his whole life and believed in it his whole life.

But when he saw the stone tablet with his own eyes that was engraved with "two-legged sheep", and when he heard the old soldier crying out, he was deeply moved.

His lifelong faith collapsed.

Trying to explain the classics to a bunch of cannibalistic beasts?

Wei Zheng suddenly felt that his past self, who was full of benevolence and morality, was simply foolish and ridiculous.

The only way to deal with such unscrupulous individuals is to beat them until they are hurt, beaten to death, until they tremble at the mere mention of the Tang Dynasty.

"Is Lord Wei staying up so late at night chanting sutras to pray for the souls of the Goguryeo people?"

Wei Zheng turned around and saw Li Chengqian carrying a wine bag, slowly walking over.

Wei Zheng did not rebuke Li Chengqian as he usually did, but instead quietly looked at him.

"Your Highness, all the more than 100,000 people in Anshi City are gone."

Li Chengqian tilted his head back and took a swig of wine, then casually tossed the wine pouch to Wei Zheng.

"Do you think I'm cruel? Or do you think I'm a murderous madman?"

Wei Zheng hurriedly took the wine flask and glanced at the blood-soaked ground beneath his feet.

"The Tang Dynasty is surrounded by wolves with gaping maws: the Tuyuhun, the Turks, the Goguryeo—which one doesn't devour people without spitting out the bones?"

Li Chengqian pointed to the south,

"Father Emperor must love his people like his own children, he must have the reputation of being a great emperor for all time, and he must erase his own misdeeds from the Xuanwu Gate Incident."

He cannot be killed; all the officials in the court would want to be remembered in history, so they dare not kill him.

What the Tang Dynasty needs now is a sword, a sword that will stop at nothing to cut off the claws of all the wolves, a sword that can kill them until the country is destroyed and the people are wiped out.

Since I was born into the royal family and enjoy the support of all the people under heaven, then I shall make this knife.

What does it matter if I am infamous for all eternity? As long as my descendants of the Tang Dynasty are no longer treated like sheep, what does it matter if I am remembered with disgrace for ten thousand years?

I accept it. Future generations will judge right and wrong.

I believe that a thousand years from now, future generations will offer a cup of wine at my grave and praise me for doing the right thing.

Wei Zheng looked at Li Chengqian in front of him.

Li Chengqian's words deeply impacted him.

You should know that in the Tang Dynasty court, scheming and power struggles were happening every day.

But no one would ruin their own reputation for the sake of the people.

This also includes Wei Zheng himself.

He dared not and did not want to destroy his hope of being remembered for eternity for the sake of the so-called people.

Wei Zheng threw the wine bag on the ground and took two steps back.

After tidying up his somewhat disheveled clothes, he clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Li Chengqian.

This bow was made willingly.

"Your Highness has such a grand ambition, and this old minister will follow you even if it means being shattered to pieces."

On the battlefield ahead, Your Highness, just keep fighting. Slaughter until the heavens and earth are turned upside down, and carve out a future for the Tang Dynasty.

Behind you, in the imperial court, this old minister will guard Your Highness's side. Anyone who dares to throw filth at Your Highness at this time, this old minister will bite them to death, even if it means biting them.

After returning to his tent, Wei Zheng had someone prepare the ink.

He knew all too well the ways of those old foxes in Chang'an.

Once news of the Crown Prince's massacre of the city and construction of the Jingguan (a mound of corpses) reaches back, Changsun Wuji and those powerful clans will definitely launch a frenzied impeachment campaign, a coup, and the removal of the Crown Prince.

It's important to understand that there's a world of difference between an obedient crown prince and a ruthless one for a powerful family.

Wei Zheng picked up his brush and began to write.

He wrote down, word by word, the horrific tragedy on the White Bone Plain, the brutality and shamelessness of the Goguryeo people, and Li Chengqian's resolute decision to stop killing with killing.

As he finished writing, Wei Zheng's tears fell onto the paper, blurring the ink.

The two secret letters were washed.

Wei Zheng took out two more rubbings from his pocket, which he had made from the stone tablet at White Bone Plain.

Place the rubbings into envelopes and seal them with sealing wax.

"Someone come here."

A figure entered the tent; it was a spy from the Hundred Cavalry Division accompanying the army.

Wei Zheng handed the two letters to the informant and said:

"These two letters are addressed to Grand Tutor Li Gang and Grand Preceptor Kong Yingda."

One man, three horses, an urgent dispatch of eight hundred li. I don't care how many horses die on the way; I must get it to Chang'an as quickly as possible.

This concerns the very foundation of the Tang Dynasty, and even more so, the lives of 100,000 soldiers on the front lines. Do you understand?

The informant tucked the letter into his pocket and nodded emphatically:

"Rest assured, my lord, I will deliver the letter even if I have to run until my legs break."

Not long after the spy left the camp, several fast horses took advantage of the darkness and rushed out of the camp, galloping towards Chang'an.

......

Chang'an City.

Wangfu.

"Duke of Qi, is this news true?"

Wang Gui looked at the letter in his hand and asked incredulously.

"The secret agents from Goguryeo risked their lives to deliver the message. Ansi Fortress fell, and the entire city's hundreds of thousands of people were slaughtered and their bodies were turned into a mound of corpses."

Wang Gui asked, trembling:

"This...has the Crown Prince gone mad? Slaughtering surrendered soldiers and massacring entire cities—this is the behavior of a tyrant. He has utterly disgraced the Tang Dynasty."

"Disgraceful? Lord Wang, haven't you figured it out yet? The Crown Prince intends to use this battle to seize military power directly into his own hands."

"Once he returns to court with his unparalleled military exploits of conquering a nation, will there still be a place for you or me in the court? Even His Majesty will likely have to defer to him."

Wang Gui asked anxiously:

"What should we do then? We can't just sit here and wait to die."

Changsun Wuji continued:

"This is the best reason God has given us."

Massacres of cities, killing of surrendered soldiers, and rampant tyranny.

Any one of these points would be enough to give Li Chengqian a hard time in court.

His Majesty values ​​his reputation above all else and cares most about being remembered in history. How could His Majesty tolerate the Crown Prince's outrageous act?

Wang Gui's eyes lit up when he heard Changsun Wuji's analysis.

"Does the Duke of Qi mean we should launch the court session tomorrow morning?"

"right."

Changsun Wuji nodded.

"Contact everyone you can get your hands on. The Censorate, the Six Ministries and the Nine Ministers—anyone who's one of our people."

Tomorrow morning, all the memorials will be submitted to impeach the Crown Prince.

This time we must nail him to the spot and make sure he never comes back from that godforsaken place in Liaodong.

Wang Gui nodded:

"I'll make the arrangements right away. Tomorrow at the Taiji Hall, I'll make sure that brat is utterly disgraced."

Changsun Wuji left the palace satisfied.

When he reached Suzaku Avenue, he looked in the direction of the Eastern Palace.

"Good nephew, you'd better accept this great gift your uncle has prepared for you this time."

What Changsun Wuji didn't know was that just as he entered the Prince's mansion, two fast horses arrived at Li Gang's residence and Kong Yingda's residence respectively.