I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

Chapter 544 The Han Dynasty prospered and the family perished. It’s okay not to have such a Han Empire!

When Wei Xian left the general, it was already Haishi.

A few years ago, the emperor issued an edict to postpone the curfew from Xu time to Hai time, which gave merchants an extra hour to make money.

At this time, the entire city of Chang'an was completely shrouded in night, and the streets and alleys fell into silence.

From time to time, patrol pavilions would pass by. After they saw the stamp and name flag on Wei Xian'an's car, they stayed away.

After a smooth journey, Wei Xian arrived at his destination.

It was not his own mansion, but the back house of Sima Mansion where Wei Xuancheng lived.

When a biological father meets his son, there is no need to communicate.

Not long after the car stopped, Wei Xian saw Wei Xuancheng in the study.

The latter is now forty-seven or eighty years old. He has worked hard for more than ten years and has wrinkles on his forehead.

But Wei Xuancheng still respected Wei Xian very much. Just now he trotted all the way to the door and helped Wei Xian to the study.

Although the night was already deep, Wei Xuancheng still made a pot of fine tea for his father.

After thirty minutes of tea, Wei Xian finally put down the cup and spoke with a slight hesitation.

"Father, I am here today to ask you for something important." Wei Xian said calmly.

"Father's words have offended the child. If anything happens, father can only give orders." Wei Xuancheng said quickly.

"As a father, I would like to ask first, what price are you willing to pay for the continuation of the Wei family?" There was a hint of determination in Wei Xian's cloudy eyes.

Wei Xuancheng didn't know what his father's intention was, and he also had some hesitation, but this hesitation was fleeting.

"For the continuation of the Wei family, the child is willing to pay any price." Wei Xuancheng met Wei Xian's eyes and said.

"Father, I would like to ask you to issue an order in the name of Da Sima..."

"On the day of Shangsi Festival, let You Fufeng and Zuo Fengyi take turns to patrol the city in Chang'an and return to the original Yamen to accept the spring examination." Wei Xian expressed his request.

Wei Xuancheng didn't expect Wei Xian to make this request at all. He was immediately confused and asked subconsciously: "Why is this?"

Wei Xian'an sat on the couch and did not answer Wei Xuancheng's words. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes.

In just a short moment, Wei Xuancheng understood.

I can’t give a reason, and I can’t give it.

"Father, this is a capital crime!" Wei Xuancheng's eyes suddenly shrank and he squeezed out these words through his teeth.

"Xuancheng, how many of your sons and nephews can pass the imperial examination and become officials?" Wei Xian opened his dry well-like eyes and asked.

"My Wei family has a rich family background, and there must be many people who can pass the imperial examination and become officials!" Wei Xuancheng argued.

"You just need to answer my question. How many of my seven good children and grandchildren can succeed in the imperial examination and serve as officials?" Wei Xian asked relentlessly.

"This……"

"Just say the number!" Wei Xian was a little angry.

"As many as three or five people, as few as one or two people..." Wei Xuancheng's momentum became much weaker.

"One or two people? How many people in the next generation will be able to rely on the imperial examination to become officials?" Wei Xian asked provocatively.

"..." Wei Xuancheng didn't answer because he couldn't tell for sure.

"You can't answer it, right? It might be three or four people, it might be one or two people, it might be none at all." Wei Xian said.

"But big men can eventually promote talents to pillars." Wei Xuancheng said a little stubbornly.

"Big man?" The old man Wei Xian suddenly snorted coldly, as if the word "big man" was some unclean thing, making him laugh and feel disgusted.

"If the Han Dynasty is prosperous and Wei's family is prosperous, this big man is a good big man; if the Han Dynasty dies but Wei Yang's family survives, this result is acceptable; if the Han Dynasty is prosperous and Wei's family is destroyed, it's okay to not want this big man."

"I once told you that the continuation of the Webster family is the most important. This big man..." Wei Xian suddenly stopped, and his dry throat moved.

If you can be a loyal minister, who would want to be a rebellious minister?

Wei Xian lived to be eighty-seven years old. For the first seventy-six years, he was a loyal minister; for the last twelve years, he was a treacherous minister who harbored evil intentions.

If Liu He had not come to this world, then Wei Xian should have gone to meet the ancestors of the Han Dynasty more than ten years ago with his reputation as a loyal minister.

But now, Liu He has brought a new way of life to the world, which has allowed him to live for more than ten years and also made him infamous as a traitor.

If Wei Xian knew the truth, he wouldn't be happy or sad.

After calming down, Wei Xiancai continued to speak.

"If the big man doesn't have a way to survive in my Webster family, what will we do with him?"

"What's more, being a father is not about subverting the whole big man. It's just about changing this big man..." Wei Xian choked again and said, "change his way of living."

Let the big man change his way of life.

The emperor often talks about this sentence, and courtiers like Wei Xian are tired of hearing it.

Now it had a completely different taste in his mouth.

"Father, are you really going to do this...this dangerous thing?" Wei Xuancheng asked with some pain.

Wei Xian let out a long sigh and said what he had prepared carefully.

"In a few months, the emperor's eldest son Zhe will return to Chang'an, and by then he will be established as the crown prince..."

"You often go to Weiyang Palace to teach the emperor's eldest son Zhe. Can't you see what kind of character he is?"

"He may not be as ruthless and ruthless as the county magistrate, but he values ​​those low-born Han people just like the county magistrate..."

"If he is allowed to take the throne, the county magistrate's policy of suppressing wealthy families may continue for another thirty to forty years."

"Two generations, father and son, have been trying their best to suppress my family for sixty or seventy years. Will this family still have a chance to succeed?"

"I belong to the Webster family and have been a loyal minister of the Han Dynasty for several generations. How could I really want to do such a dangerous thing?"

"But the county magistrate dug his own foundation. Why can't we step forward and do something for the wealthy family, do something for the big man, and do something for the world?"

"If you can agree to this, my father is willing to give you a big gift for the world..."

When Wei Xian said this, he forced himself to stand up and really pretended to salute Wei Xuancheng.

This move frightened Wei Xuancheng into quickly standing up from the couch and bowing down to his father first to apologize.

"Father, it's the child who has disobeyed him. He shouldn't question his father!" Wei Xuancheng said with some choking.

"Then..." Wei Xian asked again.

"Father said, since it is for the continuation of the Wei family, I know what to do."

"This makes me feel relieved as a father." Wei Xian said, wiping away tears.

……

Wei Xian convinced Wei Xuancheng, and the most important hurdle was resolved.

He didn't stay too long, got into the car and left with satisfaction.

Wei Xuancheng stood under the door, his eyes red and hot, and his mood was not calm.

Under the dim light at the door, Wei Xuancheng's face appeared and disappeared, blurred. After a long time, he sighed and turned back to the house.

……

Once the conspiracy unfolds, it can never be stopped.

No matter how precise the plan is, it will continue to change during the implementation process and deviate from the original vision of the initiator.

In the days after Wei Xian left Da Sima's Mansion, the situation in the Han Dynasty continued to change.

Chang Hui led the army to invade the Guangling Kingdom. Liu Xu's army retreated steadily, and the occupied cities were recovered one by one and returned to the rule of the Han Dynasty.

However, it will take at least another month or two before Chang Hui can completely wipe out the rebels in Guangling State, which has a dense river network.

The last 15,000 Southern and Northern troops in Chang'an City dispersed and rushed to the counties where the Huo bandits were causing the most trouble.

Regardless of whether the campaign against the Huo bandits went smoothly or not, it would be difficult for them to assemble into a powerful force in a short period of time.

The rumors that were spreading in Chang'an City gradually subsided, and the witchcraft chaos seemed to have no subsequent negative consequences.

But there is still no clear explanation for the assassination and witchcraft cases.

The sudden turmoil in the past few months seems to have subsided, but in the end it still left some "tails" that make people feel uneasy.

Some smart people sensed the danger and began to inquire around, but they had no clue.

The entire city of Chang'an fell into a strange calm.

As the emperor's edict to "concentrate on recovering from injuries" spread throughout the world, the cabinet could directly approve the emperor's death after deliberation.

The cabinet bachelors are equivalent to gaining the final decision-making power on some government affairs.

Of course, this seems to give the cabinet a lot of power, but in fact it doesn't mean much.

Because in today's cabinet, there are five cabinet bachelors who faithfully implement the emperor's policies: Wei Xiang, Wang Ji, An Le, Chang Hui and Han Zeng.

Only Zhang Anshi and Wei Xian represented the interests of the aristocratic family.

Chang Hui and Han Zeng led the troops outside, and Wei Xian was too old to serve.

Under this situation of mutual restraint, the power of the cabinet did not expand rapidly.

What's more, the emperor was only recuperating in the Xuanshi Palace not far from the cabinet and did not leave Weiyang Palace.

Under such circumstances, no one dares to act arbitrarily in the cabinet.

The conspiracy still had to work slowly and behind closed doors.

Outside the cabinet, another system is also running rapidly, issuing orders to some places outside Chang'an City in a secret way.

It never affects the trend of the Han Dynasty in the Yangtze Palace.

……

On February 20, the 17th year of Dingxin, this huge conspiracy finally kicked off in Wulei City, the seat of the Western Region Protectorate, thousands of miles away from Chang'an.

Wulei City was calm and windless that day. Three strange knights who came from Chang'an City hurriedly passed through the east gate and entered the heart of Wulei City.

Soon, they walked into the largest wine shop in the city with familiarity and found a particularly conspicuous seat to sit down.

It was already a moment later, and it wouldn't be long before the patrol guards in charge of patrolling the city in the middle of the night in the east city were about to leave.

They would often gather here to eat wine and meat, and then return to the camp to rest.

These knights from Chang'an City came specifically to wait for them.

The Chang'an knights drank the wine from the bowl carelessly in silence, but did not touch the food on the table, and kept glancing out of the door with their eyes.

He looked both impatient and patient.

There were not many people in the wine shop, so naturally no one pointed out anything to them.

The entire main hall felt a little cold and depressing.

At a quarter past noon, the outside of the wine shop suddenly became lively.

The waiter, who had been dozing on the counter, woke up and hurried out.

Under a burst of shouting, more than ten patrol soldiers were welcomed in.

"The money and food have just been distributed. I've covered all the food and drinks for today!" A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old raised his arms and shouted.

This slightly childish voice won the crowd's cheers.

This young man is naturally Liu Zhe who came here to guard the border, and the people who came with him were of course his patrol soldiers.

At first, these patrol soldiers only thought that Liu Zhe was a noble son from Chang'an City, who came to the Western Regions Protector to gain seniority in order to gain the title.

Therefore, the soldiers patrolling the city were not very convinced of the young man who had descended from the sky.

But what they didn't expect was that this young man didn't have the airs of a noble prince from Chang'an at all, and he treated the veterans with even greater respect.

Not to mention always spending his own money and food to treat everyone to food and drinks, he is also the first to do all the dirty work.

In addition, this young commander is also very knowledgeable. Many of the stories he tells are surprising and make people want to get close to him.

Over time, these dozen or so patrol soldiers who had been guarding the Western Regions for many years came to recognize Liu Zhe as an expert.

At this moment, under the greetings of the waiter, the patrol guards sat around two couches respectively, laughing loudly while waiting for the food and drinks to be served.

After the food and wine were served, the soldiers patrolling the city who had been hungry all night stopped talking and immediately started gobbling up the food.

Liu Zhe ate the Hu biscuits and stuffed mutton into his mouth. After he choked, he poured a very low-alcohol light wine down his throat.

This reincarnation of a "starving ghost" has no trace of the grace of a royal nobleman, and is no different from an ordinary soldier patrolling the city.

He also has a bit of the boldness of the naughty boy in the northern city of Chang'an City.

Liu Zhe's temperament was completely different from half a year ago, but he was still recognized by the few Chang'an knights who came prepared.

They looked at each other and nodded in agreement, with malice flashing in their eyes.

After a moment of silence, they raised their voices very deliberately.

"The city of Chang'an is in chaos now!" Knight A said, slamming the wine bowl on the table.

"What happened? Chang'an City is guarded by tens of thousands of southern and northern troops, what kind of chaos can there be?" Knight B asked exaggeratedly.

"Yes, half a month ago, when we left Chang'an, wasn't it calm?" Knight C also asked loudly.

"That's right. Xianheng Winery's Xuanjiu is flowing continuously, Quanjude's roast duck is baked every day, and Chang'an City is very safe." Knight B agreed.

"You stupid ducks, you escaped a catastrophic disaster without even realizing it!" Knight A sneered at his companions.

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!" the other two knights said repeatedly.

The voices of these three knights were so loud that they drowned out the sounds of the patrolling pavilions eating, drinking and playing, and attracted their attention.

Especially Liu Zhe, who had put down the wine glass in his hand and looked over.

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