The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 425 Life should be perfect (end of book)

In the fourth year of Changxing, nearly the end of the new year, Li Siyuan finally survived and breathed his last breath in the dragon bed. The third son Li Conghou took over the throne and changed his reign to Yingshun.

However, in the first year of Yingshun, his brother Lu Wang Li Congke, as the adopted son of the former emperor, relied on Yonglong's wealth and almost had the strength to compete with the Central Plains.

Just as the king of Yong expected, after the father and son killed each other, they would be brothers and sisters. Before long, Li Congke, the king of Long, rebelled and fought all the way out of Tongguan to fight in Luoyang. The emperor Li Conghou abandoned the city and fled to Weizhou to the north. killed.

The country name Yingshun changed to Qingtai in the blink of an eye.

After succeeding to the throne, although the war was quelled, the country was not stable. The soldiers and soldiers who marched all the way to the east were rewarded on the people and merchants of Luoyang. There were even overwhelmed people who threw themselves into the river or hanged themselves to death, causing public resentment to boil over.

In the palace, the utensils, clothing, and hairpin rings used by the empress dowager and the concubine were scraped one by one. Even so, it was only 20 yuan, which was still not enough to promise the rewards of the soldiers.

So much so that the army also had grievances.

However, the imperial court and the people, which had just experienced war, had a stable environment again.Originally, there was a veteran Shi Jingtang in the north, and Tang Ting should be stable for many years. However, Li Congke, who was suspicious, did not trust him.

However, the emperor's outstretched fist did not stop, and several groups of soldiers and horses crusade against the northern land and besieged Taiyuan.At such a juncture, the long-suffering veteran finally made a foolish move, forgetting the exhortations of King Yong, and asked Khitan Emperor Yelu Deguang for help, and promised him: cede the sixteen prefectures of Youyun to Khitan, Every year, a large amount of property is paid in tribute, and it is called the country of children.

With Khitan's support, Shi Jingtang's most dazzling moment was when he invaded Luoyang with strong troops and horses. Emperor Li Congke set himself on fire with his family and died.

Selling the land in exchange for the throne, Shi Jingtang was terrified in his heart. Whenever he thought of the words of that King Yong, he became suspicious, especially knowing that the generals in the world had fulfilled Geng's grand wish. Everyone thought that the other party was King Yong's spy lurking beside him.

So much so that they did not dare to reuse generals and scholars, and turned to full-time eunuchs. The court was filled with grievances among the people. In recent years, there have been rebellions in four places, and the annual loss of Khitan property has reached as much as 30. The imperial treasury is empty. People are at risk.

Later, there was news among the people that Mr. Fox was coming to take his life.

Shi Jingtang was terrified every day, depressed and ill, locked in the bedroom every day, and even the guards were not allowed to step a step.

Even so, he still saw that King Yong.

He opened his eyes in the middle of the night, and in the lit dormitory, the figure of the old man was sitting there. Before he could get up, he was dragged off the bed by several guards who rushed over to take off his clothes.

"The old man went to the Western Regions to get a taste of the customs and customs there. How long did it take? I heard such things when I came back."

The old man took the whip from someone else, flung it away, and hit Shi Jingtang's chest. The red whip marks quickly split into flesh and blood, spilling a lot of blood.

"Have you forgotten what the old man told you back then? What is the difference between selling land and selling the country—"

"Li Siyuan beat Khitan, and Li Cunxu also beat Khitan. Why did you come here and treat him like a son? It's a shame!!"

Shi Jingtang hissed loudly, there seemed to be no one outside the hall, it was eerily quiet, he struggled hard, trying to break free, but unfortunately he was old and weak, he had been pampered all these years, he was covered in fat, he was not as strong as a few men.

He could only bear it hard when the whip was whipped. His whole body was torn apart, and blood was spattered all over his body, even on the ground.

The next morning, the eunuch pushed open the door and let out a hysterical scream.

Shi Jingtang was lying on the ground with his upper body naked. After dying for a long time, his body was mottled and thick with blood, and there was not a piece of good flesh left.

The emperor's heaven has brought disaster, and Zhu Xia has no king.

There is never a lack of heroes in this world. When Shi Jingtang died, the general named Liu Zhiyuan held his sword, just like his predecessors, he reached the cusp of the storm.

Time flies.

As spring goes and autumn comes, the withered and yellow leaves fall from the branches, a maple-red mountain, the old man sits on the dry stone, looking at the more prosperous village at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

"That Liu Zhiyuan died too?"

"died."

"Who will be the emperor next?"

"Guo Wei."

A few children on the nearby mountainside were picking mushrooms under the supervision of adults, laughing and laughing.The old man withdrew his gaze, pressed the back of his old hand to the crawling red fox by his feet, and stroked the furry head.

"Then let him."

The wind blew and stroked his pale beard, the old man's eyes were as sharp and energetic as a young man's, but his voice was old after too long.

Sitting on the mountain, he seemed to see Guo Wei, Chai Rong, Jing Chu, Wu Yue in the distance, the country alternated, and the emperor was like a crucian carp crossing the river, one after another.

"In this world, the emperor is so attractive."

The old man laughed lightly, got up from the dry rock, and the red fox at his feet psychically followed him, shaking his fluff, and followed the departing footsteps, stepping on the fallen leaves and walking to the aisle in the mountain.

Seeing the old man approaching, the children who were laughing and joking surrounded him one after another, jumping and clapping their hands.

"Great-grandfather, great-grandfather, what story are you telling us today?"

"Can you lend us the little fox to play with?"

"No, it's a relative of my great-grandfather, how can I lend it out at will?" The old man cherished each of the children with pigtails. These are all his descendants, and each one is very precious.

"Except for the little fox, great-grandfather will tell you stories. Well, let's just talk about the great general Feihu breaking Tuyuhun?"

"I talked about it last time, let's talk about it again."

"Okay, let great-grandfather think about it." The old man surrounded by a group of children leaned on crutches and said with a smile while walking accompanied by guards: "Then tell the story of Mr. Fox entering Chang'an City for the first time and receiving three thousand beauties from the harem? "

A group of children smiled and scratched their faces with their fingers: "Shy, grandpa is talking about shame again."

"How can you call it a shameful thing? It's human nature. When you grow up, you may be even more ashamed than your great-grandfather. Haha——"

The old man blushed and laughed, and when he walked down the mountain, he walked into Zhuangzi, and there was a voice shouting from a distance: "Ji Chang, I heard your laughter from a long distance away, are you kidding me again?"

In the courtyard, the green fir is swaying, and the speckled sun falls on the stone table. Seven or eight old people are sitting on the stone bench drinking, or lying on the master chair, squinting and basking in the sun, chatting with each other about homework.

Li Cunxiao, Fu Daozhao, Wang Yanzhang, Dou Wei, Geng Dachun, all these people are still there.

Qin Huaimian searched for the wine glass reeking of alcohol, shouting at the figure who came in to accompany him to drink.

"Okay, don't let Wushuang take you back later!"

Throwing away the crutches, Geng Qing rolled up his cuffs and walked over like a dragon in a dragon's court and a tiger in a tiger's pace in the past.

"Come for a bigger bowl, I'll get drunk with all the brothers—"

　Finally finished writing, there is a new book, and it will be released in a day or two.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)