On September 1, 1856, Wei Changhui waved his hand and slashed at Yang Xiuqing. Dongwang knelt on the ground, struggled to raise his head, with a pleading expression on his face, and said: "Sixth brother, you kill me, I don't blame you, but don't... Kill the innocent soldiers of heaven! ”
In 1854, inside Tianjing City. In the dead silence, there was a faint sound of swords colliding, and under the darkness of night, a bloody storm was about to come.
As early as a few months ago, Wei Changhui began plotting against Yang Xiuqing. Since the Western King Xiao Chaogui died in battle, Wei Changhui had been quite critical of Yang Xiuqing. What made him even more unbearable was that Yang Xiuqing not only publicly insulted him, but also forcibly occupied his brother's land, almost killing his brother. With nowhere to vent his grievances, Wei Changhui secretly united with the subordinates of the Shenji Battalion, preparing to attack Yang Xiuqing in Tianjing City.
On this day, Wei Changhui finally picked the moment. In the middle of the night, there was a dead silence in Tianjing City, and Wei Changhui quietly led 20,000 elite soldiers of the Divine Machine Battalion, and the black pressure pressed a large area, swarming and surrounding the Dongwangfu.
In the East King Mansion, Yang Xiuqing was sleeping on the dragon bed, shrouded in a light tent curtain, and slept heavily. The sentries doze off, and the soldiers go to bed early. In the midst of silence and peace, no one knew that the crisis was quietly approaching.
"Drop the arrow!" Wei Changhui, who was hidden in the darkness, gave an order, and a rain of arrows hit the sentries of the East King Mansion. Before the sentinels could react, they fell to the ground. "Kill!" Wei Changhui drank loudly, and the sergeants of the Shenji Battalion poured into the East King Mansion like hungry wolves.
"Hurry up and help!" A terrified cry cut through the silence of the night, followed by wails and screams. Yang Xiuqing was woken up, saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly got off the dragon bed and tried to escape. Before he went out, he saw blood and dead bodies all over the ground, and he was terrified.
"Go and die!" A fierce warrior swung a knife and slashed, Yang Xiuqing closed his eyes in horror, waited for a long time without feeling pain, opened his eyes and saw that it turned out that the guards around him were blocking this knife. "Wang Ye, run!" The guard wailed and fell to the ground and died of anger.
Yang Xiuqing stumbled out the door, and before he could run a few steps, he was restrained by Wei Changhui's people: "Sixth brother, you kill me, I don't blame you, but don't... Kill the innocent soldiers of heaven! ”
Wei Changhui sneered, jerked out the steel knife at his waist, and cut Yang Xiuqing's throat with a knife. Blood gushed out, Yang Xiuqing rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground to die.
"Search me! One does not stay!" Wei Changhui's troops divided into two ways and cleaned the East Royal Mansion. Soon, Yang Xiuqing's wives and concubines and guards were all killed, and the corpses were strewn all over the ground, and blood flowed like rivers, which was miserable.
Wei Changhui finally repaid his deep hatred and secretly clenched his fists to celebrate. When dawn was approaching, he gathered up his soldiers and horses, ready to plant this massacre on the head of the king of heaven. Before leaving, he glanced back at the gloomy East King Mansion with a sinister smile, and a hint of foreboding surged in his heart.
The next day, there was an uproar in Tianjing City. People are talking about it, speculating about who is behind this tragedy. Wei Changhui, however, pretended to be innocent, claiming that he executed Yang Xiuqing, a traitor, on the orders of the Heavenly King.
"How could the king of heaven give such a cruel order? It's clear that you want to take his position!" Someone questioned.
"You are vexatious, I will report to the king of heaven!" Wei Changhui was furious and immediately beheaded the man. Everyone else was terrified and did not dare to speak.
At this moment, Fu Xuexian, a henchman of the Eastern King, led a force of 3,000 armed forces to kill. "Return my Dongwang!" He shouted and rushed into the East King Mansion and fought Wei Changhui to the death.
The two armies clashed and fought inextricably. Fu Xuexian took the lead and took Wei Changhui first. Both sides beat you to death, and neither was willing to retreat in the slightest.
"Since you are lucky, blame me for not being able to save it!" Seeing that the general trend had passed, Wei Changhui opened up and fired arrows in the direction of the Heavenly King Mansion for help. The Imperial Forest Army of the Heavenly King Mansion immediately came to reinforcements, and Fu Xuexian suddenly fell into a heavy siege.
"You beast, I curse you to never die well!" Fu Xuexian gritted his teeth and finally retreated because he was outnumbered.
Wei Changhui defeated Fu Xuexian and was proud. But the move provoked Hong Xiuquan's dissatisfaction. Soon, Hong Xiuquan executed Wei Changhui on charges of treason, and Tianjing City returned to calm. However, Yang Xiuqing's death had weakened the strength of the Taiping Rebellion. From then on, the Taiping Rebellion declined day by day, and finally perished a few years later.
This coup d'état, triggered by personal grudges, eventually led to the destruction of the Taiping Rebellion. The power and blood rain ended in an empty space, and the heavenly kingdom that was once flourishing was scattered with the wind.
History does not tolerate violence, and Wei Changhui's seizure of power was ultimately a self-digging grave to bring the bell to the end of the Taiping Rebellion. As Lao Tzu said: "To violate the way is to die early." Cunning and tyranny, you will eventually kill yourself.
Wei Changhui plotted to kill Yang Xiuqing, but he was proud for a while. Heaven made it clear that he finally deserved his crime. The Taiping Rebellion has been in a slump since then, and it is also a testimony to this lesson. I hope that such a tragedy will not be repeated in the world, but will return to benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom, and create peace in the world.
