Taiyuan City.

In front of the gate of the Tang State Mansion, several family members in the mansion were taking ladders to replace the plaque on the door of the mansion. The original plaque of the Tang Guogong Mansion has been taken down and placed in front of the white jade lion at the gate.

A very burly man carefully held a new plaque and hung it, under the reflection of the sun, the brand-new plaque was written with four large gold characters, "General's Mansion"

Just a few days ago, Li Yuan, the Duke of Tang State, had already supported the first emperor Yang Guang's emperor, Yang Qi, the emperor of Yan, to inherit the throne and ascend the throne as the Son of Heaven. And Li Yuan, who supported meritorious service, naturally also received a rich reward. The newly succeeded Son of Heaven issued an edict, named Li Yuan as the king of Tang, and crowned the general, allowed him to open a mansion and build a government, and led the internal and external military.

And just yesterday, Li Yuan finally built the general's mansion in Taiyuan, and placed the three armies, respectively, led by the eldest son Li Jiancheng, the second son Li Shimin, and the nephew Li Xiaogong led the left, middle, and right armies to lead the capital, Pei Lin was the chief of the general's mansion, Liu Wenjing was Sima, and the eldest grandson Shunde, Wang Changhuan, Liu Hongji, Tang Jian, Wen Daya, Wu Shitong, Li Shentong, Li Daozong, Li Daoxuan, Chai Shao and others were also entrusted with important tasks.

It's just that at this time, in the General's Mansion that should have been celebrated, everyone looked solemn and careful. In the past few days, there have been several unlucky slaves in Li's mansion, who were beaten to death and abandoned in the Jinshui River outside the city because they angered the king of Tang and the second son who was newly named the Duke of Qin.

In the study room of the General's Mansion, Li Yuan, who was only forty-nine years old at this time, did not have the slightest sense of pride and joy as the final victor of the Taiyuan dispute. Not only that, but in just a short period of time, Li Yuan was actually full of black hair and white. The white hair like silver frost is shocking.

"Alas!"

Li Yuan tilted his neck. Drink the wine in your glass. The blood-like liquor was in his mouth without any sensation. Li Yuan's brows furrowed tightly. The deep grooves of the Dao, coupled with the silver hair on his head, made him feel like he was twenty years older.

At the beginning, he had just gained the benefit of the fisherman, and defeated Wei Wensheng's Guanzhong forces and Yang Jin's Liaowang forces successively. And after driving them out of Taiyuan. Although later when calculating Wang Shichong, he got a little carried away, so that he couldn't make a calculation, but let Wang Shichong put on a show. But even so, Li Yuan's heart still couldn't hide the pride in his heart.

But he didn't expect that when he triumphantly took King Yan and his son Shimin to lead troops into Jinyang Palace. But Yang Wu, the father-in-law of Jiancheng and Shimin, the son of Xiaoguo Army, told him a big bad news, and Yang Guang committed suicide.

On the night of chaos, Yang Guang clearly knew all this outside, and after learning that Li Yuan, who was appointed as one of the eight ministers of Gu Ming. actually went against his will and put all the forces in Taiyuan City together, and when he became the final winner, Yang Guang vomited three liters of blood.

This forty-seven-year-old son of heaven, who is bent on creating a great cause, is like ashes, and all ambitions are gone.

He was bent on creating a great cause, moving the eastern capital, building canals, and conquering the east and west, but in the end. He was humiliated by the Turks in Yanmen. He had three sons and two daughters in his life, and the eldest son died early. The second son has now betrayed himself. Not long after the young and intelligent third son was made the crown prince, he had already been taken captive by Hu Lu. Even the queen, who had been in love for many years, fell into the hands of the Turks.

Two beautiful and lovely princesses, the eldest daughter Princess Nanyang has long been taken away from the palace by Chen Kefu. And the most distressed youngest daughter Izumo, because she was unable to cope with the offensive of Chen Po's army in Liaodong, she was forced to delay his army first, and even the precious princess Izumo had to marry him.

Looking back on his life, he was the generalissimo king at his age, but he finally won the position of prince with his second son. After ascending the throne as emperor, he went to the east and the west to fight, and the surrounding areas did not surrender. But at the end of the day?

The wives were separated, and the people rebelled and left. When he was in his prime, he was first besieged by the Turks in Yanmen, suffered such a great humiliation, and then suffered a stroke and was paralyzed, and then woke up, and he was already a traitor.

The only son betrayed himself for the throne also. Those ministers he trusted, for the sake of family wealth and personal future, also split into factions early when he was unconscious.

On the night of Taiyuan chaos, he heard the news of the queen and the crown prince for the first time. They did not fall into the hands of the steppe Turks, but in the hands of Chen Kefu. Chen Kefu actually made a detour through the grassland to break through the military capital pass, and more than 200,000 Hebei troops surrendered to Chen Wei. On the first day of the eighth month, Chen Kefu supported the establishment of the emperor as the emperor and respected him as the emperor. …,

Hearing this news, Yang Guang's eyes were completely gray. He understood all this, and his crown prince had become a puppet of Chen Yi. Even his queen and daughter all fell into the hands of Chen Kefu.

remembered that Chen Shen had restored the Chen Dynasty in Jiangnan and taken away the fifty-one counties of the Great Sui. Now Chen Kefu has set up a puppet court in Zhuo County and divided Liaodong Hebei. In an instant, half of his country was lost.

Back then, when he was still the king of Jin, at the age of 20, he worshiped as the generalissimo of the soldiers and horses, commanded 510,000 soldiers and horses to attack Chen, and finally destroyed the Chen Dynasty in a battle.

Feng Shui rotates, thirty years in Jiangdong, thirty years in Hexi.

Twenty-six years later, Chen Shen, the former crown prince of Nanchen, had already established the Chen dynasty in Jiangnan and took away his fifty-one counties. And Chen Shen's son made his son a puppet emperor, possessing Liaodong and Hebei. Is all this the destiny of heaven?

Looking back on half his life, Yang Guang couldn't help laughing and bursting into tears. His great cause is just like a city piled up on the beach, although it seems to be infinitely beautiful, but when the tide comes, it is surged by the tide, but it is immediately lost.

Feeling his weak heartbeat, he knew his days were numbered.

At this last moment, he seemed to really take a serious look at his cousin Li Yuan, who was two years older than him. Over the years, he has been ignoring this cousin, and he has always looked down on this seven-year-old son who attacked the Duke of Tang Guogong. I always feel that Li Yuan is just a lustful, but timid and mediocre person.

Who would have thought that in the end, he still looked away, just as he looked away at Chen Pojun back then. He has always thought that he is very accurate in seeing people, but when he walked his eyes twice, he made his Great Sui and his great cause turn into a wisp of smoke.

Li Yuan's Taoguang cultivation over the years made him feel shocked, he never thought that Li Yuan would be so forbearing. Thinking of Li Shimin's wolf-like personality again, he could even betray Chen Kefu who was so good to him back then. He understands it perfectly. What will happen to him after being controlled by Li Yuan.

A little better, Li Yuan may let himself continue to live. When he was a puppet emperor, let him coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes.

And no matter how much worse. Maybe that white-eyed wolf-like Li Shimin will carry a snow-bright horizontal knife into the palace and send a three-foot white silk or a pot of dove wine to him.

Either way. This is not what Yang Guang is willing to accept.

Knowing that there are not many lives, with people like Chen Pojun and Li Yuan, and with stupid descendants like Yang Jun, the Great Sui is hopeless after all.

Mourning is greater than heart death!

For Yang Guang, the collapse of the unified dynasty laid down by his father Yang Jian and his own two generations was the thing that made him die the most. He did not have the courage to live to witness the day come, but he had the courage to end his life with his own hands.

He hates. Hates those Guanlong military aristocratic groups who only know pleasure, but have long been erosive. If they can have big ambitions, maybe they can help them start their own big business. He hated, hated the upstarts he had single-handedly appointed. hated that these people didn't have half a minute of temperament, and they hadn't died yet, so they fell to the new master early.

He hated Chen Pojun, and it was he who gave Chen Kefu all this with his own hands, but he betrayed himself in the end. Just because of that empty bloodline, he split the country of his own unity, just to restore his Chen country.

But what he hated more was Li Yuan, in his eyes. Li Yuan was like a poisonous snake when he needed him the most. When he wanted to believe in him the most, he gave himself the deadliest betrayal. A great cause of their own. His own Great Sui was finally destroyed in his hands.

Lying in the deserted Jinyang Palace, he even heard Li Yuan and Li Shimin's father and son laughing shamelessly and proudly on the head of Taiyuan City.

Yang Guang sneered hatefully in his heart, even if he died, he would not let Li Yuan feel better.

Although he is now half paralyzed, he is dying. But as the Son of Heaven of the Great Sui, his dragon power does not allow anyone to blaspheme. Even now, there is no one by his side. But in the past, the son of heaven who commanded millions of soldiers and horses and destroyed countless countries and slaughtered the people, how could they despise it?

Yang Guang coughed for a while, but for a long time, no palace maid and eunuch came in to serve.

With a few wry laughs, Yang Guang tried his best to use half of his body that could still move, stretched out his right hand and picked up a golden candlestick on the table. Removing the candle on it, Yang Guang held the golden candlestick tremblingly with his right hand, and aimed the sharp horn at his heart. …,

One inch, two inches, three inches

The golden wax table was inserted into the heart, Yang Guang's face was ruddy, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Blood poured out of his chest, staining the dragon's bed with blood. But no one came to serve, and let the blood drip down the bed, gathering into a pool of red on the side of the bed.

At the last moment of his life, Yang Guang felt extremely relieved.

"I dream of Jiangnan well, and the expedition to Liao is also accidental. But the color is there, and the parting is only this year. ”

He remembered the poem he had written again, and remembered the beautiful Yangzhou. Back then, he was sealed in Yangzhou and stayed there for several years, and everyone only said that he was nostalgic for the prosperity and Qionghua in the south of the Yangtze River.

But no one knows that all he misses is the ease and happiness of that time.

When he was in Jiangnan, he was just a king of Jin.

At that time, I didn't have such a heavy burden on my body, I just had a relaxed heart.

Fireworks in March, boating on the lake. I still remember that Princess Jin was so young and smiling so brightly at that time. He also remembered that when he was in Yangzhou, there was always a beautiful maid by his side, who was so understanding, so gentle and charming. Unfortunately, in the end, she was left to Izumo, and she died blocking the Assassin's bow and arrow.

It's a pity that he finally left Yangzhou, became the prince himself, and had a dream of a great cause.

inherited the throne, and since then, he has not dared to relax for a day. He toured the west, hunted in the north, and went east, in the world of the Central Plains, he went to the border fortress that many emperors had never visited. There are few emperors of all dynasties who are more industrious than themselves.

As the emperor of the Great Sui, there is a wide palace. Empress Xiao was never as jealous as his mother, but he did not have three palaces and six courtyards, and three thousand show girls. is nearly fifty, and his favorite is still Queen Xiao Meiniang. Nearly 50 years old, he only has three sons and two daughters, less than his father's children. It's just because he doesn't have the time, he doesn't have the energy to focus on it. He had always had a dream of great things in his heart, and he put all his energy into it.

It's only hateful, those Guanlong nobles who enjoy the wealth of the Great Sui are all corrupt and degenerate, and no one is willing to let go of a rich and happy life to create any great causes. Not only did they not help him, but they also desperately pulled his hind legs in the back.

The eleventh year of the great cause was the most tiring eleven years for him. Countless times, he has also thought about leaving all this behind and being a hedonistic emperor.

Don't care about any great cause, don't care about what eternal inheritance, Han inheritance. Like the emperors of previous dynasties, he also handed over the affairs of the court to the ministers, established three palaces and six courtyards by himself, and recruited beauties from all over the world. Day and night wine pond meat forest, millet music.

From time to time, I took my courtiers to hunt, and in the spring, I went to Yangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River to watch the fireworks in the south of the Yangtze River. In the summer, go to the palace of Zhuojun to escape the heat and see the sea. When it is autumn, you can go to the Fenyang Palace in Hedong for autumn hunting. In winter, you can also go to Chengdu in Bashu. Drinking and having fun all day long, singing poetry, running horses, waking up to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beauties, how comfortable it is to live such a day. He was better, the nobles and ministers were better, and even the people of the world were better.

As for what Hulu and barbarians will take advantage of this, forgetting the war will be dangerous, so why should they care. As long as he lives happily, he doesn't care about the floods after death. Even if the Hu people go south in the future and repeat the Wuhu chaos, what can it do? He was already dead by then, so why bother with that.

It's a pity that he can't let go of these. He can't be so open-minded, he is just an ordinary emperor after all, and he always sees farther than those noble ministers and ordinary people. It's a pity that half a step away, he is a virtuous king, and one step away, he is a famous monarch. When his gaze was a hundred steps away from those ministers and people, he completely became a faint monarch and a tyrant.

The high places are unbearable, and the lonely orphans have no one to solve.

The more and more blood flowed, Yang Guang felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, and all kinds of illusions began to flash in his mind.

He smiled softly, though half of his face could not move, and this smile was more ugly than crying. But he laughed, he laughed that he was finally free, he didn't have to be drunk with everyone anymore, he didn't have to carry this heavy burden.

He laughed, laughed at him for dying like this, the Li family, who was still proud outside, would inevitably become the target of the world. laughing at Li Yuan's half-life calculation, it was not easy to climb to this point, but he had to be trapped in a place of no return by his little plan on the verge of death.

He smiled, and the last bit of vitality slowly passed, and finally left so easily and freely. The only little bit of restraint is no longer his great cause of fighting for and fighting, but the beautiful lady who walked with him in Yangzhou for many years, and smiled at herself in the brilliant fireworks again and again