Stir-fried Datang: The Strongest Daughter

Chapter 492 The Death of the Yang Family
When Yang walked out of the Ganlu Hall, the sudden bright light made her eyes feel a little uncomfortable.Raising her head, she found that the sky was cloudless today, blue as washed, the sun was shining straight down, and the light reflected on the glazed tiles of the palace in the distance made her cry.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of Li Si from the Qin Dynasty, looking at the dark ministers under the steps, and her son who was stopped by the little yellow gate.His cries were so helpless, terrified and desolate...

Tears dripped from the corners of her eyes, she glanced at Li Ming, then suddenly turned around and shouted at the Ganlu Palace: "Will you be able to get it by holding the dog at the East Gate?!"

The voice was long and shrill, blowing through the entire hall like a strong wind, shocking everyone present!

Li Chengqian, who was kneeling in front of the ministers, trembled slightly. Kong Yingda sullenly said in a low voice, "Your Highness, discipline must not be disrupted, and etiquette must not be violated! When it comes to discipline, don't be soft-hearted!"

After hearing this, Li Shimin in the hall was silent for a while, sighed, and walked towards the back hall silently.

There was a little Huangmen who wanted to follow, but he heard the hoarse voice of the emperor, "I pass on my will, to be buried as a prince and concubine, go and give the concubine court clothes..."

As he spoke, his feet swayed slightly, and Li Shimin closed his eyes to let the tears disappear.The tall and straight figure seemed to have become bent at this moment.About Xuanwumen, about the poor people involved in it, there is finally nothing left...

The emperor walked very slowly, and the bright yellow figure slowly disappeared in the main hall.

No one knew what kind of complicated mood Li Shimin had when he said these words at this moment.

Ten years of entanglement, the kindness of life-saving, finally broke up in one day.

On the tombstone commemorating a person's life, it will always be the wife of Qi Wang Li Yuanji, not Li Shimin's talent.

Yang looked at the exquisitely chiseled door of Ganlu Hall, it was empty, and there was no response to the words she shouted.

She curled her lips into a smile, the louder the laugh, the once beautiful and gentle eyes became hollow.Her deep eyes are like this never-ending palace corridor, her youth, her beauty, her joys and sorrows, her whole life!
They all withered here...

The opening bell of the West Market sounded.

The old ben clock was struck one after another, and through the blackness, Yang could see the bustling market and the crowds...

"I want Ruofu and Ruofu to lead the yellow dog, and both go out to Shangcai Dongmen, chasing the cunning rabbit, how can I get it!"

Yang's words were spoken word by word, tears could no longer flow from her eyes, and the son's cry in her ears became distant...

Yes!

Nothing can go back to the past!

Tears are useless, who should we cry for?

She thought of her husband Yuan Ji, and the days when they first met, they had a good time.

She recalled the appearance of the heroic King Qin standing next to the Supreme Emperor with the Mo Dao in his hand.He once spoke up because he was abused by his husband; he also made a promise to himself on Baqiao that "you will never betray your concubine"...

But all this is gone!
The only thing I can chase is his back, slowly swallowing cup after cup of bitter wine in the harmony between him and Changsun.

The wine cup was empty, and the scene finally came to an end.

Yang Xiaoran stood aside, looking at Yang's with complicated eyes.

It is undeniable.

When Yang uttered Li Si's famous death words, her heart softened.

There is too much helplessness, too much bitterness in these words!
Unfortunately, it was too late!
She looked at Li Ming who was still struggling not far away, the child's clear eyes were full of sadness and resentment.

She was terrified by such gazes, and ripples circled in her heart.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyelids, and her fluttering butterfly wings seemed to be her restless mind at the moment.

I don't know how long it has passed, as long as a century, when the opening bell of the West Market stopped, as if the dust had settled, Yang's voice came lightly, "Let's go..."

Yang Xiaoran pursed her lips, and under the watchful eyes of the courtiers and her husband, she sent Yang Shi away from the Ganlu Palace.

The voice of "The Holy Spirit" sounded, fluctuating high and low, and spread far away...

So much so that those voices could still be heard in the palace where Yang lived.

The court clothes belonging to the prince and concubine were brought over and spread out on the table.Yang looked at the court clothes that she personally made, laughed at herself, and said: "Finally, ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."

After speaking, he picked up the jug of wine that came with him, looked at Yang Xiaoran and said, "Will the Crown Princess have a drink with the concubine?"

Yang Xiaoran sat on the ground, facing Yang Shi, and said, "Make some side dishes, and serve a pot of wine..."

As he spoke, he took the pot of wine from Mrs. Yang's hand and said, "You can drink this wine later..."

Yang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "I, Yang Gui, am charming as much as possible. I am despised by others and bring shame to the family. At the end of the day, no one will come to send me off, but you will come to see me off."

There was no expression on Yang Xiaoran's face, he just said lightly: "Although you have hurt my husband and have been restless, I admire your courage."

Perhaps Li Shimin had already made arrangements before Yang Xiaoran gave orders, and someone immediately brought fine wine and side dishes.

Yang looked at the Yin Hong in the glass wine jug, and the wild goose mushrooms and matsutake on the table. She was stunned for a long time before saying in a low voice: "Erlang..."

Yang Xiaoran lifted up his wide sleeves, poured a glass of wine for Yang Shi, filled it up for himself, and murmured softly: "You're right..."

Yang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pursed her lips and sneered, "It's really rare for you to say that."

After a pause, he said again: "I'm not wrong, so your majesty and the empress are wrong?"

Yang Xiaoran chuckled, "At this time, do you still want to play these word-picking games with me?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass, his beautiful cherry lips pursed slowly, "You are right, and His Majesty is right, the only thing wrong is the word right..."

Seeing that Yang Shi was a little dazed, Yang Xiaoran continued: "Right makes people lost..."

After finishing speaking, he sighed again, and said: "If you are not too resentful and persistent, how can you fail to see the kindness of the emperor to you? It's not that the emperor doesn't remember your kindness, but that you expect too much... ..."

Yang laughed, "How much do I really want?"

Yang Xiaoran lowered his eyes and replied, "You don't want much, but you forgot that he is the Son of Heaven..."

Yang Shi was stunned for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and said, "That's right."

After finishing drinking, she picked up a piece of matsutake with delicate chopsticks and said, "After all, there is still some kindness."

After speaking, he put the piece of matsutake cooked in suet into his mouth.The unique aroma of matsutake permeated the tongue, but at this moment, Yang's heart calmed down.

She looked at the Buddha on the altar with a flat gaze.After looking at it for a long time, I slowly got up and said: "Serve me to take a shower and change clothes..."

The palace people did not dare to move, they all looked at Yang Xiaoran.

Yang Xiaoran winked, and said: "Serve the princess on the road."

"Yes, princess."

Yang Shi glanced at Yang Xiaoran, and saw that she was sitting there quietly, with no emotion in her clear eyes.She pursed her lips and laughed, and said in a low voice: "Mount Tai collapsed in front of me without changing her face! She really deserves to be the number one strange woman in my Tang Dynasty! This battle, I am convinced that I lost!"

After a pause, he hooked his lips and smiled again: "But my concubine did not lose..."

As he spoke, he turned and walked towards the apse.

Yang Xiaoran drank the wine silently, watching the group of palace people take court clothes and poisoned wine in, the fine wine was so sour in his mouth.

At this moment, a life is about to die...

Looking sideways at the Buddha in the altar, the treasure is still majestic; the eyes looking down are still compassionate, just silently looking down at all beings...

Yang Xiaoran turned his head and looked at the bright red liquid in the wine cup, a trace of complexity flashed across his calm face.

I don't know how long it took, until the sunset slanted, and there was only the last bit of wine left in the glass wine jug, and the sound of footsteps came from the apse.

"Report to the Crown Princess, Yang, no, Princess Qi is dead..."

Yang Xiaoran nodded, poured the last bit of wine into the wine cup, turned around and sprinkled it on the ground, and muttered: "Even though fate is ruthless to you, it also gave you luck... This glass of wine is toast to you... From now on Dust, dust to dust, don't entangle with the Tian Family in the next life..."

After speaking, he threw the wine cup to the ground.The exquisite wine cup shattered at the sound, and the wide sleeve robe unfolded like a bird with wings, turned around, and left...

Princess Qi was carried out of the palace, just like her life in the past ten years.

There is no one to send her off, and there is no limit. The princess's court dress is decent and gorgeous, and the gorgeous court pearl and phoenix crown wraps her.Even after death, it is still difficult to escape the entanglement of the Tian family.The monument about her life is still engraved with the identity of Princess Qi...

When alive, he is unknown, and when he is dead, he is like a cloud drifting away.He wanted to avoid Li Yuanji, but in the end he had to be buried with her husband.

Yang Xiaoran didn't know if the dead Yang family had regretted it at the last moment...

Speaking of Li Si's dying words, but in the end he declared that he did not lose...

I don't know how much suffering it took to make this woman so complicated, maybe a sentence of poor people must be hateful may not be able to describe Yang Guimei's life.This poor and hateful woman finally disappeared in this world, and all the memories of the Tang court about her will gradually fade away, and finally nothing will be left behind as time goes by.

The name of Tianzicairen was eliminated, and in the end the Yang family was only the Yang family, and the records about her were only a posthumous title of King Qi after his death: assassin.

Soon, after many decrees came down, Li Yuanji, who had been posthumously named the King of Hailing, was posthumously named the Chaowang, and his wife naturally became the Chaoca Princess.And her and Li Shimin's son was quickly adopted under the name of Li Yuanji. Everything seemed to be so natural, and no one asked a question.

Yes, it's not easy to ask!

Although the matter involved the crime of murdering the prince, but the face of the emperor and the court could not be ignored. He picked it up heavily and put it down gently. The death of Yang's family was the best ending.

Don't mention those who celebrate with each other, and don't mention those who are secretly sad.Because the last thing you need in this harem are these overly intense feelings.

Yang is gone...

But there will be women more beautiful than her entering this man-eating place.

Wave after wave, crop after crop, without end...

In the autumn of the 15th year of Zhenguan, Princess Chao died!

(End of this chapter)