A Wonderful Dreambound Romance

23 Death of Yang Guang In fact, Yang Yan could think of this, and how could Pei Qantong not think of this. The day before, he contacted a palace official named Wei, who pretended to pass on the imperial edict, giving all the "envoys" a day off, and they could eat, drink and have fun in the capital city of Jiangxi. I was working as a heavy guard at Xuanwu Gate, so I had no time to go out for fun. I suddenly announced a holiday today. I don't care whether the edict is true or false. I will go out for fun first and then talk about it. Even if I come back and prove that the edict is false, it is the palace lady surnamed Wei who faked the edict. It has nothing to do with them. But they forgot one thing. If it turns out that the imperial edict is false, Yang Guang will have to deal with her. If Yang Guang is gone by then, everything will be out of the question. At this time, Sima Dekan also led his troops into the palace city from Xuanwu Gate and rushed directly to where Yang Guang was. Yang Guang heard the sound of swordsmen outside and hurriedly fled to the west. Sima Dekan jumped into the air. After entering Yang Guang's palace, he found that the bed was still warm, but the person was gone. But Pei Qiantong wanted to bury an eye next to Yang Guang, that is, the palace man. Yuan Li led the Xiaoguo Guard and found Yang Guang hiding in the window under the guidance of the Wei family palace man. Pei Qiantong waved his hand, and the captain Linghu Xingda drew his sword and leaned forward. Yang Guang recognized Linghu Xingda and asked, does Aiqing want to kill me? Linghu Xingda looked back at the two people behind him and shook his head, "I don't dare. I just want to invite His Majesty to return to Chang'an. It's not that he doesn't want to be charged with regicide." Yang Guang saw Pei Qiantong on the way back to the palace. This Pei Qiantong turned out to be Yang Guang's confidant when he was the king of Jin Dynasty. When Emperor Sui Yang saw him, he said to him, "Aren't you my old subordinate?" Although he decided to rebel, he had not yet decided whether Yang Guang should be killed or retained. That was something Yu Wenhuaji should consider, and he didn't want to say anything yet. When Yang Guang heard both people saying this, he immediately calmed down. It seemed that there was still room for redemption. So he said, I originally planned to go back, but the rice transport ship from the upper reaches of the Yangtze River has not arrived yet, so it is difficult to go back, but I won't wait for them, let's go back in advance! The group of people soon arrived in front of the palace gate. Pei Qantong told Yang Guang that the cultural relics and officials were all in the court, and it was necessary for his majesty to go out to express his condolences in person. So he gave the mount of his entourage and asked Yang Guang to mount the horse. After some observation, Yang Guang found that he was indeed not in danger of his life, so he calmed down. He began to think that the saddle's bridle was old and refused to ride on it. He had to replace it with a new one before he could get on the horse. Soon after, the new horses were in place. Pei Qantong was in front holding the horse's reins with one hand and holding a knife in the other to "protect" Yang Guang as he walked out of the palace gate. Xiaoguo Wei saw that Yang Guang had been controlled, and suddenly there was a burst of joy and shouts. At this time, Yu Wenhuaji also walked over under the armed protection of Meng Bing. Yu Wenhuaji, who was still arrogant a moment ago, immediately stopped after seeing Yang Guang. His body was shaking so much that he could not speak. He finally managed to say a few words, why did he come out? He quickly took him back, and Yang Guang looked down on him. He looked around and didn't find his secretary Lang, and asked, where has Yu Shiji gone? Someone below said that he had already been executed. Yang Guang sighed and was embraced by Pei Qantong and Sima Dekan into the dormitory. Yang Guang asked, what crime have I committed that you want to do this to me? Ma Wenju said, His Majesty abandoned the ancestral temple and kept traveling around the world, fighting frequently externally, and engaging in extreme luxury and debauchery internally. As a result, strong men were killed by swords, and weak women died in ravines. The people were in dire straits, and thieves sprang up. They blindly used treacherous men, covered up their mistakes by covering up their mistakes, and refused to accept remonstrance. How can you say that you are not guilty! Faced with this question, Yang Guang was silent, and then he asked the question that he had never understood. Even so, it is just the misfortune of people's lives. What does it have to do with you? I give you people high positions and generous salaries, and enjoy the glory and wealth in the world. Why do you do things that are sorry for me? No one can answer. If it is just because you are homesick, you can run away and there is no need to do such rebellious things. When Yang Guang saw that everyone was silent, he thought he had won a round and returned to his usual majesty as an emperor. He said coldly, who is the mastermind? Sima Dekan has a clear conscience and stood up. Everyone in the world hates you very much, so there is no mastermind. At this time, Yu Wenhuaji lost no time in bringing out Feng Deyi and asked him to state Yang Guang's crimes. Yang Guang was very surprised, Feng Aiqing, you are a scholar, how can you do such a thing? Feng Deyi was a little ashamed and retreated. At this time, Yang Guang's twelve-year-old son Zhao Wang Yang Gao was so frightened by the weapons and murderous aura that he cried that he started to cry. Pei Qantong was a little irritable. He thought that catching Yang Guang and telling him his crimes would solve the problem perfectly. Unexpectedly, a group of people Instead, Yang Guang was left speechless. When a twelve-year-old child cried, he became even more irritable. He stepped forward and chopped Yang Gao with a knife. The blood spattered on Yang Guang's robe. At this point, there was no room for recovery. Yang Guang must die today. Yang Guang also knew this and said, the emperor has his own way of death. If a prince is killed by a sword, the world will suffer from drought for three years. What's more, I am the emperor, go and get my poisonous wine. Yang Guang also felt that his end was approaching a few days ago, so he prepared a bottle of poisonous wine for himself, but he was in a hurry this morning and forgot to take it. But his last wish was not fulfilled. The soldiers were afraid of other accidents and refused. Yang Guang was heartbroken. He took off his training scarf and handed it to Linghu Xingda next to him. He remembered that his brother was killed by him in this way more than ten years ago. He couldn't help but sigh that fate was unpredictable and it was finally his turn. After Yang Guang's death, everyone elected Yu Wenhuaji as prime minister. Yu Wenhuaji also named Sima Dekan as Wen Guogong, and he still commanded his troops. On March 27, Yu Wenhuaji ordered martial law inside and outside, claiming that he was ready to return to Chang'an, but he did not know that a danger was quietly approaching him. We mentioned earlier that hundreds of elite troops were stationed at Xuanwu Gate, called "Giushi". The commander of the Jishi camp was Shen Guang. When Yu Wenhuaji launched the coup, they happened to be "given" by the Wei family. They were eating, drinking and having fun in Jiangdu City. When they returned to Xuanwu Gate, they found that things had changed. The old master Yang Guang was killed. The new one was the young master Yang Yan, and Yu Wenhuaji and his group were in charge of the government. They were people who knew the current affairs, and the deal was already done. Moreover, they only had a few hundred people, and they could not compete with tens of thousands of others, so they gave up the resistance. But knowing the current affairs has another meaning, that is, now you are stronger than me and I can't kill you, then I will slowly accumulate strength and wait for the opportunity to kill you, and they happen to belong to the latter. So Shen Guang found Huben commander Mai Mengcai and Huya commander Qian Jie, and prepared to gather more than a hundred old friends and subordinates to attack Yu Wenhuaji in the early morning of March 28. However, they did not know that after falling asleep in the middle of the night, a person who had discussed together quietly rushed to Yu Wenhuaji's barracks. The failure of this operation was expected. After learning the news, Yu Wenhuaji and his trusted generals escaped from the camp overnight and ordered Sima Dekan to set up an ambush. When Shen Guang and his party rushed into Yu Wenhuaji's imperial camp, Yu Wenhuaji had already disappeared, leaving only Yuan Min, the minister of internal history, who had not had time to leave. At this time, there was a noise of people outside mixed with the sound of soldiers and iron clashing. Shen Guang knew that he was surrounded. In this critical environment, he calmly did something he thought was worth it. He showed Yuan Min's various crimes and then killed him. After doing all this, he calmly went out with his men to fight with Sima Dekan, and hundreds of them were killed.

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