Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

Cangyu left again, and when he looked past the corner gate of the courtyard, a figure in moon-white brocade clothes flashed by.

He knew that the sound of the dead branch breaking just now might have come from the owner of that figure, who must be Qi Luobai.

A deep smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In Kyoto, some are happy while others are sad.

Eunuch Jiang knew that he was too closely connected with Emperor Dongcang, so when the death knell rang in the palace, he found a cup of poisoned wine and died in front of the old emperor's bed.

Concubine Song was taken away and struggled desperately. The guards threw her into Fengze Palace with an expressionless face and imprisoned her.

She was in a state of panic all day long.

His son Cangmin never showed up, and except for his personal father-in-law and nanny, all other palace people had disappeared.

Fengze Palace was deathly silent.

She knew the game was over.

Her life was in Cangyu's hands. She had lost all hope that she could survive or see her son alive.

The queen, who had been detained in Fengming Palace for a long time, had already become extremely haggard. She held on to her last breath, hoping that her son would come and rescue her.

That day, amidst the chaos in the palace, she saw hope.

However, her son did not come for a long time, and she didn't know what had happened in the palace.

She was worried and had all sorts of random thoughts every day.

Under the instructions of someone with ulterior motives, the eunuch who delivered food passed the news that the rebellion of Prince Shen and Prince Ning had been suppressed to the palace servants in Fengming Palace.

When Queen Xia was informed that Emperor Dongcang had passed away and that Prince Sheng would be the new emperor, she held her breath and died.

The officials in charge of the funeral placed the bodies of the empress and the emperor together and hastily sent them to the imperial mausoleum. They also sent away a group of eunuchs and maids who had served the emperor and the empress for many years to guard the imperial mausoleum.

As the news of the death of the emperor and empress spread, the "edict of remorse" of Emperor Cang Hantian of Dongcang was made public and quickly sent to various post stations and neighboring countries. The speed and force of its arguments were unprecedented, and it ultimately left behind an infamy that would live on for eternity.

The new emperor of Dongcang, Cangyu, held his coronation ceremony on the seventh day after the old emperor was placed in the imperial mausoleum.

The country's name was changed to "The First Year of Risheng".

The criminals involved in the Dongbohou Mansion Incident who were imprisoned in the Dali Temple prison finally did not receive the new emperor's order of amnesty, and were all taken to the largest vegetable market in Kyoto.

On the newly built platform, there were rows of executioners in black tunics, holding gleaming swords and standing with their legs spread apart like Yama.

When cartloads of prisoners were brought in, soldiers from the protection battalion blocked off the nearby streets.

The brave people crowded together and watched from a distance, while the merchants on the street secretly peeked through the cracks in their doors.

Yun Xuanzhi was in the first prison car, followed by several of his adult and underage sons.

Yun Xueji was arrested and brought back from the Imperial College. After being confused for a few days, he finally faced the reality.

This year, his mother passed away and his sister was exploited and died of miscarriage, which made him realize the dangers of the world.

Seeing his father, grandfather, uncle, cousins ​​and others in prison, his mind went numb and he couldn't understand why he had ended up like this.

He is a popular nobleman in Kyoto City!

These days, his soul seemed to be lost, and he was so stupid that he even forgot to cry out.

Yun Xuan knew that since the conversation with Qian You in prison that day, the beheading order he was worried about in three days did not come, and he felt much more at ease.

He bet that Prince Ning Cangmin would let them go after he succeeded to the throne.

Even if we can't restore our former glory, time can heal everything.

He believed that Prince Ning relied on him and that he would continue to be the man with the greatest power in the court.

At daybreak, the prison became noisy and he began to feel anticipation.

Judging from the days, Emperor Dong Cang’s body should be unable to hold on any longer, right?

Has Prince Ning Cangmin inherited the throne?

His hope did not last long, as Minister Bai, who was temporarily in charge of the Dali Temple, came with people to announce the decree.

The new emperor Cangyu ordered that all the criminals and their families involved in the Dongbohoufu case, including the followers of Prince Shen and Prince Ning who took part in the rebellion, be beheaded in public at noon today.

The curve at the corner of his mouth suddenly froze.

It seems like a mockery, and also like a relief.

He spent his entire life paving the way for Ning Wang Cangmin, but all his years of hard work did not create even a ripple.

Prince Ning was defeated just like that.

He was defeated, and finally was completely defeated by Brother Baili's daughter.

The moment he walked out of the cell, the sunlight in the sky was very dazzling and he tried his best to adapt to it.

His gray hair and beard showed his old age, and he no longer had the elegant demeanor he once had.

As everyone's eyes focused on him, he saw that pretty figure and Baili Ming, who looked like his good friend, and his heart was surprisingly calm.

Regret?

Regret is too late.

Hate?

Who should he hate?

Cause and effect.

In the end, he was the one who betrayed his brother first, coveted his wife, and abandoned his daughter.

Today, his daughter has taken revenge, who can he hate?

At this moment, he suddenly had an epiphany.

The fish trusted the water so much, but the water boiled it.

The leaves trust the wind so much, but the wind blows them down.

His brother once trusted him so much, but he wiped out his entire family.

Even though it was later discovered that it was not water but fire that cooked the fish.

It is not the wind that blows the leaves down, but the season.

It was not my intention to hurt him, but it was an obsession in my heart.

But after all, it was my own fault, so why should I feel unfair today?

If you look at things in a more open-minded way, feel simple, let go, you will feel relaxed.

I owe him this guillotine today.

Pay it back, and we'll be even in this life.

He looked at the white figure within his sight and the face that looked like his brother, and the corners of his mouth curved into an arc.

"A man who is about to be executed by guillotine can still laugh. He is worthy of being the Prime Minister!"

"Maybe he thinks he hasn't lost yet? Maybe someone will come to rescue him soon?"

"You've read too many opera scripts. You dare to say such things. Aren't you afraid that someone will hear you? I'll drag you to behead you."

The crowd watching in the distance were whispering, and they all found Yun Xuanzhi's smile in the prison car incredible.

Only Qian You understood why Yun Xuanzhi was laughing.

Yun Xuanzhi was cautious and careful throughout his career as an official, and he had almost no shortcomings in politics. However, in terms of being a person, he still failed to control his selfish desires, and because of the word "emotion", he killed others and harmed himself.

Is Qianyou grateful to him for saving her biological mother, allowing her to be born into this world?

no!

If it weren't for his inaction, the old prime minister wouldn't have so easily deceived Emperor Dong Cang into worrying about the tiger beside his bed.

If he can protect himself, not indulge or stick to justice, Song Ren'an's selfishness will not be able to shake Dong Bohou Mansion.

It's ridiculous. For his own selfish desires, he coveted his friend's wife, betrayed friendship, and desecrated love. Such a person deserves to die.

She responded with a brilliant smile, not that the two of them had let go of their grudges, but that they had ended their relationship in this life and would not see each other again in the next.

Within two hours, blood flowed like a river at Caishikou.

People went from being horrified at first, to gradually getting used to the shock of hearing heads fall to the ground one by one, to hearing only the sound of beheadings in the silence, to sighs or smacking of tongues, not knowing whether it was for the deceased or their own uncontrollable fear.

In the afternoon, a heavy snow fell from the clear sky. The streets near Caishikou were instantly covered with white snow. The faint red color penetrated the whiteness, like a copy of a long scroll painting of red plum blossoms, so dreamy and illusory that people dared not trample on it easily.

As the traces of Caishikou faded, the tension and anxiety in people's hearts gradually dissipated.