Live Huaxia: Opening dialogue with an emperor through the ages

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Luoyang, the eastern capital, inside Shangyang Palace.

While Wu Zetian was talking, he could not help but struggle to sit up.

She looked at Gao Yang, the man she couldn't see through and touch.

Five or sixty years passed in a hurry, and the other party's appearance remained unchanged, as if the legendary immortal body.

For this alone, no woman would not envy this ageless face.

However, Wu Zetian is also very clear, as Gao Yang said that day, the other party does not belong here, and naturally he will not grow old in a place that does not belong to him.

At this moment, the hall was quiet, and the solitary lamp beside the couch was still burning.

Wu Zetian struggled to stand up, her long and narrow shadow was illuminated by the light, trembling slightly.

She walked to the window on her own, but at some point outside the window, there was also heavy snow like goose feathers.

Seeing this, Gao Yang looked at this unique woman and couldn't help asking.

"Your Majesty, have you ever regretted in this life?"

He wanted to know whether Wu Zetian regretted the choice in this life when she was forced to abdicate now.

If she hadn't chosen to fight for the throne and had been a carefree empress dowager, wouldn't she have caused those human tragedies, and in the end, she would have become a maddened, lewd and cruel empress.

Hearing this, Wu Zetian's eyes moved slightly, as if he was lost in thought.

She thought of the frequent visits to her son Zhongzong Li Xian, and the fear and repressed hatred he would look at her every time.

She also thought of her dead daughter, her eldest son Li Hong, and her second son Li Xian...

Being in the emperor's house, it seemed that even her mother's nature had been wiped out.

At the same time, she even thought of the Wu Zhou Dynasty, which had now been destroyed due to her abdication.

With her own strength, she subverted the tradition and created Wu Zhou, where women are emperors, but she never thought that people are not as good as heaven.

Her own success is due to the relationship between heaven, earth and human beings. The unlimited authority of the empress dowager has made her successful, but it also made her face religious rituals and had to restore Li Tang again.

I am a woman after all, even if she is a unique woman in this feudal era, she is destined to be unable to escape the shackles of the times.

After a long time, Wu Zetian turned his head to look at Gao Yang, with a bleak smile on his face.

"Sir, I just regret that I didn't directly agree to leave with you."

"Perhaps, in the era you lived in, there is only what I really want."

As soon as these words came out, the audience in front of the live broadcast room were shocked, and they all felt the deep helplessness from the empress.

"Hey, I think the reason why the Empress started to be licentious and completely indulgent after becoming the crown prince in her later years is because she understood that with her own strength, she could not continue the Wu Zhou Dynasty, so she became a bit decadent."

"Yeah, in fact, regardless of her identity as a woman, she is a careerist and a politician. She is not here to continue the glory of the Tang Dynasty, but to create her own future generations. It is a pity that the last one to inherit her is Li family."

"Actually, under the feudal system, when she founded Wu Zhou, she was doomed to be a unique dynasty in Chinese history."

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Hearing this, Gao Yang also understood what Wu Zetian meant, so he couldn't help asking.

"Then His Majesty wants to visit the afterlife."

Hearing this, Wu Zetian's eyes showed emotion, but in the end he shook his head and said.

"It's gone, Aijia is tired, it's better not to see each other."

In fact, from the details of Gao Yang's treatment of herself, she realized that women in later generations are always happier than herself.

Perhaps, I have also obtained happiness before, but at that time, my eyes were always looking forward, ignoring the scenery around me...

Under the camera, the picture became quiet again.

At this moment, Wu Zetian looked at the reflection of the light on the ground.

Only her own shadow.

Her smile froze as she sat there looking at the empty hall.

Gao Yang was the same as before, floating in and out.

After a long time, I gradually became relieved.

Who is not alone in this world? I am a person who is about to get rid of the troubles of the world, so why bother me.

Everything is like a dream, but I don’t know whether this world created our fantasy dream, or our fantasy dream created this world

Wu Zetian didn't bother to think about it anymore, she let out a long sigh and lay down again, this time lying on her back, staring blankly at the top of the palace.

Unknowingly, the lamp went out, as if the lamp oil had been exhausted, and the illusion reappeared in the darkness.

In a trance, there is an image in it.

In a trance, there is something in it.

At this moment, her gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the roof of the high hall and see the vast and vast Milky Way above, which was far away and mysterious.

Gradually, she felt her body rising into the air, like a wisp of smoke rising into the sky.

Familiar figures emerged among the bright stars, including her mother, Mrs. Yang, her son Li Hong, and her most trusted prime minister, Di Renjie...

Finally, Li Zhi appeared.

It's not the rickety state when he was sick and lying in Fengtian Palace, but the handsome young man in Cuiwei Palace in the past.

He looked at her face-on, expressionless, neither approving nor reproachful.

Gradually, the two erratic figures came together, and Li Zhi gently held her hand.

"Meiniang, are you tired? It's time to rest."

But she didn't indulge in the warmth of this reunion, she just smiled and let go of Li Zhi's hand.

Because she clearly saw a burst of brilliance in front of her, the sun rose, and the moon followed.

Her body was still floating upwards, flying higher and higher, farther and farther away.

In Huangliang's dream, Wu Zetian finally surpassed the nine heavens, shining with the sun and the moon.

That is the unique empress, Wu Zetian.

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According to historical records, it was in 705 AD.

One winter day, a generation of empress Wu Zetian passed away in the Xianju Hall of Shangyang Palace.

He is 82 years old.

She can finally stop, finally stop being tired of Game of Thrones.

If you ask if there are no regrets in this life, there is only a stele without words.

this moment.

The snow seems to have stopped.

under the lens.

With the last sigh in the Shangyang Palace, Wu Zetian, who made the Wu Zhou Dynasty, accompanied by her helplessness, regret, and relief, left forever this era that she didn't like very much but couldn't get rid of.

In the screen, facing the passing of Empress Wu, many people are relieved that they no longer have to endure the high-pressure policy of cruel officials.

Some lament the end of an era.

However, there was also a look of desire in someone's eyes.

Among them, beside Zhongzong Li Dan as the successor, Empress Wei's eyes shone with an inexplicable color.

A gradually clear voice grew out of her heart like a Pandora's box.

Even if Wu Zetian could ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, why couldn't he...

However, not far away, among the princes and grandchildren kneeling on the ground, a tough young man with a resolute face showed a sharp look in his eyes.