Rebirth of a Star General - Chapter 254

Chapter 254

The prince Guangyan wanted to agree to the Utuo’s request for peace, which caused a storm in the city of Shuojing. Yu Shi’s Zhezi did not make Guang Yan change his mind. The Uto envoy, who was previously under house arrest by Emperor Wen Xuan, reappeared near the imperial palace. Although he spoke to courtiers in a humble tone with a smile, he couldn’t hide his pride in his eyes.

After the next dynasty, the courtiers had different thoughts. Everyone hid their thoughts in the depths. Two days have passed. Tomorrow is the day to enter the imperial tomb. The more difficult it is.

As soon as I left the Chengle Palace, I heard the sound of books coming from the front. The officials raised their eyes and saw that at some point, dozens of students in Qingshan were sitting in the open space in front of the Chengle Palace.

These students are all sitting on the ground. The headed person has white hair and white hair, dressed in official uniforms.

Wei Xuanzhang is actually a person with real talents, but his character is too stubborn and stubborn. When he was young, he offended many people, and was later sent to be the curator of Xianchang Pavilion. The owner of this museum is very suitable for his preaching personality at every turn. Although he has no real power, he has enjoyed himself all these years. This time, the prince Guangyan promised the Utuo people to seek peace and open a bargaining field in Dawei. Wei Xuanzhang strongly opposed it. Except for those imperial histories, he had the most excerpts. It’s just that his current official position is low, and he doesn’t even have the qualifications to give Guang Yan a second look. Those words of disgusting heartfelt words are just an extra one in the waste paper pile.

“Curator Wei?” asked courtiers who knew him, “What are you doing here?” He leaned closer and whispered: “Sir, go back, your Highness can’t change his mind now.”

This was a former student who knew him well, and he didn’t want to see him offend the future king, so he kindly reminded him.

Wei Xuanzhang remained unmoved. He only looked in the direction of Chengle Palace, and said in a long voice: “Weichen, risk your death for admonishment. Please take it back and let the Utuo open a bargaining field in Dawei!”

There was no movement in Chengle Palace.

The sun quietly sprinkled on the long ground outside the palace, like a layer of fine gold. The young students are full of vigor, black and white in their eyes, and the old veteran is standing in the spring breeze like the setting sun about to go down, with a little bit of brilliance left behind.

He slowly stood up, his body that had always been tough, now he was showing some old-fashioned attitude, a little staggering. After standing still, he suddenly read aloud: “The weather is righteous, mixed with manifolds. The bottom is Yue, and the top is Rixin. Yu Ren said Haoran, Peihu Saicangming…”

The students beside him paused, and followed the old curator, chanting together.

“… The Yellow Road should be Qing Yi, Han and Tuming Court. It’s time to see the poor seasons, one by one will be green!”

One by one!

Wei Xuanzhang recites “Song of Righteous Qi”.

In Chengle Palace, the prince Guang Yan slammed the cup in his hand to the ground, “What did that old thing say outside? My palace is going to chop off his head!”

The confidant on his side hurriedly knelt down on the corner of his robe, “His Royal Highness, never! At least not before the ceremony! Wei Xuanzhang has no other charges, and he is also the owner of the Xianchang Pavilion. Provoked discussions between courtiers and the people…”

“It’s just a little teacher. My palace killed him if he wanted to. Who would dare to talk about it?” Guang Yan was furious. What does it mean to threaten this palace? A joke! How can this palace be threatened by an old thing from him? Believe it or not, this palace will immediately send all his students into jail, and see who dares to talk about it! ”

“Yes, yes.” Wiping sweat in his confidant: “But even if you want to teach, please endure for a few days. This Wei Xuanzhang has a strange temperament. When His Majesty was still there, he always spoke insultingly…”

“This palace is not the kind-hearted father of the emperor,” Guang Yan gritted his teeth. “If he was to be as tolerant of him as the emperor, it would be a big mistake!”

“That’s natural.” His confidant said hurriedly, “It’s just that for now, your Highness shouldn’t come forward. Let him make noise outside, and it won’t be too late for your Highness to settle accounts after the ceremony is over.”

Guang Yan snorted and kicked the broken lid of the tea cup in front of him, “Then let him live for two more days.”

Outside, Wei Xuanzhang was still chanting aloud, his old and shriveled body standing upright in the wind.

“Or for the Liaodong hat, Qingdao Li Bingxue. Or for the appearance of the teacher, the ghosts and gods cry heroic…”

“…Or to hit the thief’s wand, and the head is broken. It is majestic and lingering forever.”

The young students behind them chanted with the old man, as if not in front of the Chengle Palace, under the eyes of the officials, but in the school of Xianchang Hall, in the middle of spring, reading and listening to justice.

“Gu this is forever, looking up at the floating clouds and white. I am sad, and the sky is extremely stricken.”

“The philosopher is far away, the typical is in the past, the wind and eaves show books and read, and the ancient ways reflect the colors.”

After chanting a song, there was no half reaction in the palace of music.

Wei Xuanzhang stopped and looked at the courtiers in front of him.

The courtiers either avoided his gaze or were full of pity. Wei Xuanzhang stepped forward and walked up the steps tremblingly, taking off his official hat as he walked.

His voice was steady, as clear as Hong Zhong, and he only said: “For the general, loyal to break the gold, persevering in the day, Ho Ge is always striving to die.”

He put down the wooden wat in his hand again, “Civil officials do not compete with military commanders. The words of the saints are morally well-informed, and it is the Jinggong who holds the position. The text is the posthumous beauty and cannot be added.”

He walked to the last step, knelt down slowly, put the taken off official hat and wooden wat aside, and looked at the unmanned hall of Chengle Palace, his voice was bleak and firm.

“Although the Weichen has no courage to fight for war, he has no merit, only a heart of loyalty and honesty. Xianchang Hall teaches students to read the sages and sages, and now he has seen his Highness go astray. If he does not persuade, it is the fault of the minister.”

“Fighting to death, admonition to death, life and death are like floating clouds with me. Today, the old minister dares to use the life of a minister to persuade his highness to rein in the precipice and not cause a big mistake.”

“Veteran, please take your Highness back and take his life, do not allow Utuo people to set foot in the great Wei land, do not lead wolves into the house, open the door to steal!”

After saying this, he suddenly slammed into the vermilion pillar in front of Chengle Palace.

Blood splashed all over the floor in a flash.

The courtiers standing next to them had a meal and then screamed. The students of Xianchang Hall rushed forward and surrounded Wei Xuanzhang in the center. The wooden wat and official hat that had been put aside were smashed to pieces in the chaos. In front of the music palace, they were all in a mess in a moment.

…

In Qinglan Palace.

Concubine Lan Gui was sitting quietly reading a book. Not far from her, Guiren Ni looked at the green smoke slowly rising from the copper furnace, with a somewhat anxious expression.

Tomorrow is the day when Emperor Wenxuan enters the tomb and the day when they are buried. If Guangyan was more kind, and a pot of poison could be a pleasure, if this kid deliberately, they would be sealed in the imperial tombs and suffocated alive.

“Sister, you still have the mind to read!” Ni Guiren couldn’t help but stood up and walked in front of Concubine Lan, snatching the book away, “Tomorrow is your death date, I don’t believe it, you are so calm. ?”

No one can ignore life and death. Ni Guiren fought for favor with Concubine Lan. He was young and beautiful, thinking that Concubine Lan would be replaced, but he didn’t expect to provoke Wenxuan’s anger. After that, Guangji was handed over to Concubine Lan to raise him. With Guangji in the hands of Concubine Lan, Guiren Ni had a lot of restraint. He didn’t dare to overdo it, but he was unhappy in his heart.

However, now, she and Concubine Lan have suddenly become burial objects, no different from those vase decorations buried with Emperor Wen Xuan, so all the grievances of the past can be forgotten. At least at this moment, they are on one side.

There are no eternal enemies and no eternal friends. Ni Guiren was impulsive and arrogant. After entering the palace, there was no confidant. Now, there is no one who can advise her. After thinking and thinking, there is only the former thorn in the eye.

Concubine Lan raised her eyes to look at her, her tone still as calm as before, “Tomorrow is tomorrow, why should you worry today?”

“Why worry?” Ni Guiren said: “I’m naturally worried! Can’t you see that there is something wrong with this edict? The emperor Su Ri is very soft in heart, so let others go. How can you and me be buried? I? It’s just Guang Yan’s bastard public revenge.” She looked at Concubine Lan again and said mockingly, “I know that my sister does whatever she wants and doesn’t care about life or death, but doesn’t my sister want to think about the four princes? My Guangji is still so young. What kind of temperament the prince is, you and I know very well that it is you and me that are dealing with now. After the prince ascends the throne, it will be Guangshuo and Guangji next. Do you want to watch your son die? ”

Hearing that, Concubine Lan’s calm expression finally fluctuated slightly.

But before she could speak, someone from the palace hurried in, and whispered a few words to the handmaid guarding the door. The maid showed a surprised expression when he heard the words, and then walked quickly, and when he walked in front of Concubine Lan, he whispered: “Niang, something happened to Chengle Palace.”

Concubine Lan and Guiren Ni looked at her together.

“It is said that Master Wei, the owner of Xianchang Pavilion, risked his death to remonstrate and asked His Royal Highness to take back the Lord and become fate. His Royal Highness did not respond. Master Wei slammed his head on the pillar of Chengle Palace. Many adults have seen it. Now there is chaos outside. It became a pot of porridge, and the students at Xianchang Hall refused to leave.”

“Dead advice?” Ni Guiren frowned, “I haven’t heard such words in this palace for many years.”

Emperor Wen Xuan was soft and too tolerant. The historians had three copies of the book, and they would always read one, and he would not use such a fierce way. But in this way, even if Guangyan was enthroned, he would still end up with a notoriety that caused the death of a veteran. Most of the students in the Xianchang Hall come from the noble family. The young people are the most energetic, seeing the curator go to death with his own eyes. Inside and out, it really doesn’t sound good to spread it out.

Concubine Lan held the chair handle without speaking.

Ni Guiren said lukewarmly, “We are struggling to survive here, but some people are still rushing to die. However, Wei Xuanzhang is already in his seventies, and he won’t be a loser if he died. I haven’t had it yet. It’s been a good life for a few years. I’m not reconciled to die like this.” She thought of Guang Yan and couldn’t help but gnash her teeth, “Damn it!”

Concubine Lan sighed slightly, and the maidservant helped her stand up.

She walked to the window, and the sun was just outside, and everything was thriving in spring.

“Let’s take a look, take a few more glances,” Ni Guiren couldn’t help but sneered, “After tomorrow, I won’t be able to see it.”

“Ni,” Concubine Lan turned around and looked at her lightly, “Do you want to live?”

“Ask it knowingly.”

“If you want to live.” Concubine Lan’s voice was gentle, and in the tranquility, there seemed to be a layer of deep meaning, “Just do as my palace said.”

…

He Yan drove to Wei’s house as soon as he knew about Wei Xuanzhang’s death.

Wei’s house was already crowded with people inside and outside, and people kept coming in. Over the years, Xianchang Hall has taught batch after batch of students. If Xu Jingfu’s students are all over the court and the public, Wei Xuanzhang is not much more in essence. Only after the students left the library, Wei Xuanzhang didn’t like to walk with them too much, so it seemed that he was not as respected as Xu Jingfu.

However, now he is admonishing with his life. When the former students heard the news, they came from all directions to see her husband for the last time.

He Yan managed to squeeze into the crowd, and saw He Xinying supporting the crying Madame Wei, and seeing He Yan, He Xinying was also startled. When the new students came to take care of him, He Xinying was only able to take care of them. I got a gap and walked over and asked: “Sister He, why are you here?”

In fact, in terms of age, the current “He Yan” cannot be called the sister of He Xinying, but He Xinying always feels that perhaps the dead eldest sister is still there, which should be like He Yan, and ignores many rules.

He Yan replied: “Mr. Wei is Huai Jin’s teacher. It will take time for Huai Jin to come from outside the city. I’ll take a look first. Is Mrs. Wei okay?”

“Not so good.” He Xinying shook her head. “Curator Wei is afraid he would have died a long time ago. After the accident today, his wife found several letters in the wooden drawer in his study. They were sent to his family. Last words.”

He Xinying was also very sad. Because of her elder sister, she lives in Wei Xuanzhang’s mansion. Wei Xuanzhang spends most of the time in Xianchang Pavilion and rarely comes back. He Xinying spends more time with Madam Wei. Madam Wei is gentle and doesn’t care about her former identity. Who knows… this kind of thing will happen suddenly.

“I heard that the curator Wei was to make His Royal Highness take back the order to make peace with the Utuo people,” He Xinying asked tentatively, “Then now…”

He Yan smiled bitterly, “I’m afraid it won’t work.”

Prince Guangyan, how could he change his mind because of Wei Xuanzhang’s life?

As I was thinking, a voice came from behind: “Sister He, why are you here?”

He Yan looked back and saw that Lin Shuanghe and Yan He were coming in from outside. The two of them were also students at Xianchang Hall. Knowing this, they naturally rushed over.

“Didn’t Huai Jin come with you?” Yan He looked around.

“Today he is on duty, training in Nanfu soldiers outside the city.” He Yan sighed secretly in his heart. It’s really unfortunate that if Xiao Jue happened to be on the scene today, he might still be able to stop Wei Xuanzhang.

“Is General Yan not here today?” He Yan looked at Yan He.

Yan He was anxious: “If I were there, how could this happen!”

Because Emperor Wenxuan died and Guang Yan acted so wanton, Yan He was also dissatisfied in his heart. He didn’t want to go to court at all, and found an excuse to be absent. Anyway, Guang Yan Shang Dynasty is just a cover, and now he is just taking the opportunity to exclude dissidents. That’s it. Who knows that when he was absent, something big happened.

“I’m going to see Master.” Lin Shuanghe raised his foot and walked in.

Although Wei Xuanzhang is old-fashioned and pedantic, and very harsh on women, but there is no concubine in the mansion. After these years, Mrs. Wei and Mrs. Wei have also come over with each other. Now that Mrs. Wei is left alone, the blow to Mrs. Wei can be imagined. Know.

The young students all knelt before the old man collapsed. Wei Xuanzhang, who had been wiped with blood, was lying quietly. His official robe was crumpled and his head was stained with dirt and residual blood. It seems to be cleaner than anyone else.

He Yan looked at him, feeling extremely sad.

Although this old gentleman used to be in the Xianchang Hall, he was stiff and stern, and the teenagers always secretly scolded him for being stubborn, but it was also him who stood up bravely when the ministers were all wisely protecting themselves, just as he taught back then. In that way, “read sage books and do loyal deeds” and finished the last class.

Lin Shuanghe’s voice sank, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were not as brisk as in the past, and he only said: “Mr. Wei Gaoyi…”

“Gao Yi is useless,” Yan He sneered. “Look at the man in the palace, but there was a little movement? Believe it or not, in a few days, when the limelight passes, those Utopians will still appear on the streets of Shuojing. !”

“I really don’t understand,” Lin Shuanghe murmured, “Why does the prince insist on doing this? Even a person like me who doesn’t understand the affairs of the country can see that if it’s not my race, his mind will be different, can’t he see it?”

“It’s not that he can’t see it.” He Yan said softly, “I just want something.”

Yan He and Lin Shuanghe looked to him together.

Lin Shuanghe frowned and asked, “Sister He, what do you mean?”

Yanhe didn’t question, but looked at her thoughtfully.

He Yan thought for a while and motioned Yan He to step aside. Yan He impatiently said, “If you have something to say quickly, you and I have different identities. What should you do if you come to the eyes of others and gossip?”

He Yan: “…”

On the contrary, he is very clean and self-conscious about this aspect, probably because of strict house rules.

If it was in the past, He Yan might still have to make a joke, but today, she really doesn’t have the thought of joking with Yan He, and only asks in a deep voice: “General Yan, have you ever met the four princes?”

Yan He was startled, his eyes gradually changed when he looked at He Yan, and after a while, he whispered, “What do you want to do with this matter?”

“Tomorrow is the time to enter the imperial mausoleum.” He Yan looked at him, “According to your majesty’s will, the noble concubine and empress will be buried together, how can the fourth majesty stand idly by. In addition, there is an accident with Mr. Wei today…General Yan,” she asked, ” You should know.”

Yan He’s expression changed a few times, and the former arrogant and impatient expression was put away, gradually becoming calm and cold.

He said: “Wu’anhou, stop here, don’t ask anymore.”