On the fifth day of April in the first year of Baoying, the remaining candles in Taiji Palace in Chang'an burned to the end in the coldness and loneliness.
The silence in the entire palace was a bit frightening, with only a breath of death after the soup had been boiled away. The once wise and mighty king now had no hope of turning over on the sickbed. Yu seemed to take his last breath on the sickbed with such unwillingness and regret.
Li Longji may say that Li Yi, who has been trapped in this body for nearly eighty years, finally came to the end of his life. Before he died, he stumbled into a revolving door of prosperity and decline.
He saw his seven-year-old self, facing the cruel official Zhou Wu said, "What do you want from my court?" He also saw his twenty-year-old self, using the blade of Tang Long's coup to split open Wei's chaos. The fire of Xuanwu Gate reflected the young man's eyebrows red. He also recalled that in the Daming Palace, he held Gao Lishi's hand and murmured, "My achievements are no less than that of Emperor Taizong Wen."
But the scene suddenly changed, and he seemed to have fallen into boundless darkness. He saw himself deposing Zhang Jiuling, watching the outstanding Qu Jianggong leave Chang'an with three steps, looking back at him, and watching Li Linfu, who was talking sweetly and secretly, actually developed a dependence that no one could understand, and allowed him to be blocked. The public in the world watched him and Yang Yuhuan's indulgence, completely forgetting the morning bells, and saw himself personally delivering the impeachment memorial to the traitor again and again, watching him grow bigger step by step, until he was the military governor of three towns, with 200,000 powerful soldiers. In Maweiyi, he personally ordered the death of the figure who had accompanied him in loneliness. It's finally over
