Stand quietly in front of the tombstone of the Sui Dynasty Emperor. Compared with the majestic and magnificent bustle of other imperial tombs, the Sui Dynasty Emperor's mausoleum seems to have been forgotten by the years in the long river of time, and the combination of wilderness, simplicity, desertion, and silence form a picture of slaughter and coldness, and Mu Ran has an unwilling and lonely atmosphere coming from all directions.
Loess does not ask ancient and modern visitors, fireworks and March day again
Fireworks in March under Yangzhou, I like fireworks, but not for fireworks. He took out a cigarette, thought about it or did not light it, quietly placed it on the grass in front of the still tall tombstone, erected, and fantasized about the appearance of green smoke rising into the air. Thinking of the tearful and pitiful look on the simple coffin made of the small bed board, maybe she couldn't even find the three pillars of incense when she buried the Emperor under the Liuzhu Hall. Emperor Jue, who had unlimited scenery before his death, may never have imagined that the fireworks of the three pillars of incense would not be able to taste it until xiao Houyu returned more than twenty years later.
But none of this mattered, after all, at that time he had been lying in this cold ground for decades, he should have seen through the prosperity of this world, he was a very intelligent guy, and naturally he would no longer be bothered by the smell of the three-pillar incense that could fade out of the birds.
Just as he broke through all the obstacles and bravely opened the jinshi branch, breaking the patriarchal law, recommendation, and hereditary three roadblocks that have been inherited for a thousand years, he not only saw everything clearly, but also pointed out a clear path for the readers of the whole world, but how expensive is it to point out such a clear path? For this reason, he did not hesitate to offend all the clan magnates who could influence the general situation of the world, but in exchange for it, it was the hearts of all the readers in the world.
Lost? Lost! Earned? Earn big! He proved with ironclad facts to all those in the whole world who disagreed with him: The wise and determined will of the Fallen, there is no one who has ever been right in the past!
The grave head grass was so high, and the breeze swayed like a drunkard who had drunk too much wine on the way home without arguing about the north and south, and Yang Guang, who was full of vigor and expanded his territory for fifty thousand miles, would not have thought that what happened behind him would be sloppy to such a point, and even the title was only a "scorching" word to cover the coffin.
If he had succeeded in his third expedition to Goryeo that year, would he have lost the world, or even his life? Or didn't he come to Jiangdu to see Qionghua, Yu Wenhua and still have a chance to kill him?
Whoever says big dreams like Huang Liang, the winner of the Spring and Autumn Of The Ages
History is a little girl dressed up by others, a victorious prince and a loser, and the victors always have to infinitely magnify the sins of the losers and write a big book in order to prove their legitimate status and legitimate regime.
The history books say that Emperor Zhao was greedy and lustful, and killed his father and mother, but what about Tang Taizong, who wrote the history books? Forcing the father to kill the brother, killing the brother and the sister-in-law Which one is clean? The extreme blackening of the Emperor is just to cover up his own stain as much as possible.
Although from a historical point of view, it is extremely likely that Yang Guang's father was killed, after all, it was the most ruthless imperial family, and in the face of the supreme throne of power in the world, the desire and cruelty of human nature would be tested to the fullest. But what about the mother outside the Renshou Palace?
There is a brief description of the relationship between Yang Guang and Lady Xuanhua in the Zizhi Tongjian:
First, Yang Guang wanted to get the position of prince, so for more than ten years he made a thrifty, simple, heart-to-heart and even female color is also very dedicated, so that the government and the public praised.
But how did Emperor Wen and the Lone Lady know and approve of these messages?
It was passed in through the mouth of Lady Xuanhua, and Yang Guang, by bribing Lady Xuanhua, continued to speak kindly for herself in front of Emperor Wen, step by step closer to the position of prince; second, Yang Guang was still cautious after ascending to the position of prince, and at the same time still served Lady Xuanhua diligently, hoping that she could continue to say good things for herself.
From this two points, it is not difficult to see that the relationship between the two is still very good, and Lady Xuanhua has also put her future on Yang Guang, as to whether this bet includes her own people, I believe it should be nothing, after all, she was only a year after being put into the harem by Yang Guang.
As the crown prince Yang Guang did not lack women, although he had been very cautious in seeking the throne of the world, so he made a clean and self-respecting appearance for the whole world to see, but it was not difficult for the Eastern Palace of the Great East Palace to hide a person to believe that it was not a difficult thing, if it was said that the prince of a country had only one princess, it was obviously extremely unlikely. Under these circumstances, even if he had any special feelings for Lady Xuanhua and Lady Ronghua, it would be very doubtful if he dared to do anything out of the ordinary to Lady Xuanhua outside the Renshou Palace in broad daylight.
Not to mention that the male lion who single-handedly created the Great Sui Dynasty, Emperor Wen, who had been high above his head, was lying on a bed separated by only one wall, although at this time he was already entangled in the sick bed and could not even take care of his own life, but the tiger's death was still there, not to mention that he still had a breath, after the Lone Empress, his love for Lady Xuanhua and Lady Ronghua was known to the world, which was the only two women who could stay by his side when he was seriously ill, and the status and power of such a woman in the palace could be imagined.
Yang Guang was not crazy, especially when the dawn was approaching, he was not Fan Jin, who was choked by a pint of phlegm, for the sake of this great river and mountain, he had been pure and widowed for more than ten years, and he had endured for more than ten years, his city government was even more profound than that mountain and river, and this kind of thing was absolutely not allowed to happen to him on a momentary impulse or hot blood, would he do this kind of thing at this last moment that was enough to make him doomed?
Emperor Wen's illness was already a lack of skill, and at a time when all the imperial doctors were helpless, when the whole world was about to be included in his pocket, would he be willing to fail? In the face of the peak of this worldly power at your fingertips, even if Lady Xuanhua is a heavenly immortal, why should she rush to this time?
This bastard's history books, want to talk and stop always make people want to stop!
I'm here, waving my hand to bring about a change of fortune
After all, he is only a mortal, his ability and energy are limited after all, he is anxious to grasp the world, caught, more than ten years of planning let him stand at the peak of life, so he tried to bear in mind the world, open a canal to the north and south, Jing frontier to unify the world, build the Great Wall to build the foundation of the world; and anxious to grasp the enjoyment, this is the water to the canal, build Luoyang, repair the palace ... Although the price is the empire's thousands of holes; he ignores the precariousness of the empire and is anxious to expand the territory!
He sat firmly in the world, as he wished, he could finally tear off the mask he had worn for more than ten years, and he wanted the world to know that he was the only supreme person!
Ziwei City was built in 60 days, with a total of 1.7 million servants, excavated the Grand Canal, requisitioned nearly 10 million people in more than ten years, built only 45 out of 10 people returned home, built the Xianren Palace, built the Tianjing Palace, built dragon boats, built entourage boats totaling tens of thousands of ships, three tours of Yangzhou, two patrols of saibei, one tour of the right side of the river, three to Zhuo County, frequent travel to Andan Luoyang, Dazao away from the palace.
Think of the emperor's bow facing the wind, surrounded by three thousand beautiful ladies behind him, hundreds of officials kneeling, waving their hands and pointing out the country!
What a luxury and domineering, what a glamorous! What a sight to behold!
I walked away, waving my hand without taking away a cloud
Circled around this small desolate grave, I don't know if his cousin Li Shimin had ever been here? History is not recorded, but will he feel ashamed that his cousins have written in the history books like that? According to his nature, it should not be, after all, his degree of assholes is compared to Yang Guang, two people are half a pound and eight two, no one can say who, although Yang Guang also dug a Grand Canal that he was extremely smeared.
However, the merits of the Emperor's Canal were all destroyed under the mouth of Ma Shumou. Or maybe Ma Shumou was just a microcosm of Emperor Zhao's fiery brutal rule. If at this time, heaven still had the slightest care for Emperor Zhao, then Yang Xuangan was fate's last warning to him.
But Yang Guang was too confident, confident enough to wave Yang Xuangan and died. So the angry Emperor Zhuo once again proved his invincibility in the world, and in order to publicize this invincible domineering spirit to the whole world, he killed tens of thousands of people without mercy to accompany Yang Xuangan.
It was also in order to spread this domineering spirit to the whole world of the Mo Fei King's land, and for the third and last time he hastily raised the butcher knife to Goryeo who was sleeping on the pillow.
So the qiong flowers bloomed eighteen times, and the smoke and dust covered the sun sixty-four.
Qionghua chased the wind and the moon, and the three-foot white Aya smiled at the country
Looking at the dilapidated altar, it was as if the last years could be touched between the tentacles.
Perhaps at this time, Emperor Jue already had the feeling of prosperity and dreaming, and looked down on the glory of power, he leveled the frontier, he built the Chi Dao, he built the Great Wall, he built Luoyang, he flattened Tuguhun, he also created the imperial examination, and the world was unified in his hands... But so what? There have also been people who have charmed him as comparable to the Qin Emperor Han Wu, and there have also been posterity who have commented on him as an emperor throughout the ages. But at this time, he heroically stuck his head into the white aya and said:
"Good head, whoever cuts it off?"
Stepping on the afterglow of the golden sunset, the afternoon sun shines through the barrier of time on the big word, and the big black character stirs up the ripples of time, as if there is a golden iron horse galloping endlessly.
Prosperity cleanses the supreme dream, that can look back on a hundred years of body.
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