Long live Emperor Wu!

Chapter 263 Demonic Confusion

Tai Chi Palace Wude Hall.

There was a faint smoke from the incense burner next to the case, and Li Shan opened the memorial that was presented.

He already knew that Changsun Wuji had committed suicide.

Before that, although he wanted his life, he still wanted to hear his excuses before issuing an order.

Unexpectedly, he took this step first, which made him feel complicated and unspeakable.

The Tang Dynasty valued literary talent and liked parallel sentences. Even the memorials of ministers were often written with great literary talent and quoted from classics.

Changsun Wuji is no exception.

But in this memorial, almost all the modifying words have been abandoned, and it is said in a fist-like manner:

"The eldest sinner, Sun Wuji, started his own business with Emperor Taizong since he was young. He has experienced countless difficulties and life and death tests, and they are all vivid in his mind.

Suddenly, I realized that I had already passed the age of hearing.

Being obedient, I should be in compliance with the Tao and the law, and should not be rebellious and domineering, but I failed to do so.

Come to think of it, Liu Hongji, Duke of Kui, had a bright and intelligent life. He was free and unrestrained and asked for nothing. He spent all his wealth and let his children work according to their own abilities.

There will be no trouble after death, and although the children may not be extremely noble, they will live a peaceful life.

Among the other old friends, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, and even Wei Zheng, which one of them kept the family safe after his death?

Queen Wende said, "If you are full, you will lose. If you are content, you will always be happy." It's a pity that I didn't listen to it.

The guilty minister did not blame His Majesty for saying this. Your Majesty must have known it.

Now, in the mountains of Lingnan, away from the prosperity of Chang'an City, it is like being freed from confusion and confusion, and I can see my life more clearly.

The guilty minister knows very well that I have brought the entire eldest grandson family to this situation, and it is all the culprit’s fault. Please take your majesty into consideration of my past achievements and the relationship between my blood relatives, and do not blame the rest of the eldest grandson family.

I am willing to commit suicide alone to thank the emperor for his kindness.

The chess pieces buried around His Royal Highness Prince Pu were originally to prevent him from plotting rebellion and disrupting the government, so he started planning after the death of the late emperor.

Everything I did at that time was for the sake of His Majesty's stability and to live up to Emperor Taizong's trust. He did not harbor murderous intentions towards the royal family.

There are no other secret agents under me.

The maid had been working in Prince Pu's Mansion for many years, and she gained Prince Pu's trust not long before Fang Yiai's case broke out. Because Fang Yiai's case was all planned by the Fang family, the chess piece didn't know about it.

Later, I killed King Pu because I had a grudge and wanted to get rid of the witnesses who framed me.

Unexpectedly, the cycle of natural law and retribution would not be satisfactory, and many conveniences were used to falsely accuse the King of Wu of treason. Later, this was conveniently used on myself.

How she forced Princess Gaoyang to commit suicide in the first place, now, this suicide method has also happened to her.

Xiaojiu, I hope you can forgive your uncle.

The chief minister, Sun Wuji, kowtowed. "

Li Shan looked at these familiar handwritings, his eyes moistened slightly, and he slowly closed the memorial.

At this moment, a chamberlain held a memorial in both hands, walked in hurriedly, bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, this is an urgent official document from the Ministry of Revenue. It says it was just sent from Qianzhou today."

"Send it up."

The chamberlain quickly put the memorial into the hands of the chamberlain on duty. The young chamberlain who was waiting on the side took the memorial to the emperor's case and placed it among the pile of unapproved memorials.

Li Shan closed Changsun Wuji's memorial, hesitated for a moment, and placed it alone under the table next to his seat. Then he leaned slightly and reached out to grab the urgent memorial in his hand.

As a result, I saw that the superiors said that Princess Changle had died of illness ten days ago in Qianzhou because she was not acclimatized to the climate.

His heart trembled, and he read it back and forth many times, as if he no longer recognized the words. Seeing his strange expression and pale face, the chamberlain also became uneasy and asked for instructions in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? Do you want to call the imperial doctor?"

Li Shan didn't say a word and still looked at him.

In a daze, he seemed to see the eldest sister's back again, dressed in plain clothes and wearing a jade hairpin, walking away from him.

After a while, he saw Changsun Wuji again.

Saw him standing above the court. Folding the back of his hands and hanging them in front of him, he looked at him with a smile.

Those familiar memories of the past, from childhood to adulthood, were when his eldest sister, Princess Changle, was talking to him, and sometimes it was Changsun Wuji who taught him how to read.

It all came rushing up.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Jiulang... Jiulang, wake up." Wu Rou pushed him hard.

The memories before Li Shan's eyes dissipated, and his eyes gradually focused, and he saw many people surrounding him, including palace maids and servants, as well as the imperial doctor who hurried in.

Wu Rou knelt down beside him, looking at him anxiously.

Li Shan looked at her blankly, sizing her up, as if he couldn't distinguish between reality and memories, and asked:

"How did you come?"

Wu Rou breathed a huge sigh of relief, almost bursting into tears, and said:

"You have been in a daze for a long time. You couldn't wake up no matter how you screamed. You were so frightened that the chamberlain rushed to call me. Your Majesty, you scared me to death!"

After saying that, she hugged his shoulders tightly and held his head in her arms.

Li Shan leaned his head in her arms and smelled the familiar fragrance of her body. His chaotic heart calmed down slightly, but there was a heart beating like a heart on his temple.

He reached out and grabbed Wu Rou's arm sleeve and said feebly:

"Arou...I have a severe headache."

After hearing this, Wu Rou let go of him, held his face and looked at it carefully. She saw that his whole face was not very red, and his usually red lips were a little lighter. She suddenly felt distressed. She turned to the imperial doctor and said:

"Physician, come quickly, come quickly and see what's wrong with him."

The imperial doctor was waiting aside. After hearing this, he quickly climbed onto the low couch where the emperor was handling government affairs, knelt down and sat opposite the desk, took out the pulse diagnosis, placed it on the desk, stretched out his hand and said:

"Your Majesty, please."

Li Shan put his wrist away. The imperial doctor observed his expression and asked a few more questions. After a while, he said:

"... Your Majesty is not seriously ill. He is just too tired and depressed. If you relax your mind and rest for a few more days, you may be fine. I will go and prescribe some prescriptions to soothe your nerves."

Wu Rou breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Seeing that he was still looking pale and feeling weak, he hugged him again and let him lean on his shoulder.

Gently rub his temples.

The imperial doctor left, Wu Rou winked and told the others to leave.

She touched his shoulder. The dragon embroidery on his arm was cold and hard, like real scales, as if it could be a metaphor for something solid and indestructible.

She felt a little more at ease and said softly:

"I know everything. You have always been nostalgic for the old. You are not happy when you get new things, but losing the old ones is more painful than having your heart chopped off.

I know you feel sad. But think more about me, our Hong'er, and the child in my belly. "

Li Shan rolled his eyes and suddenly cried.

He suppressed his voice very low and leaned on Wu Rou's shoulder, with tears falling, and said:

"They were all caused by me, but I didn't want it, I didn't want this result..."

(End of this chapter)