Атец года
читать дальшеLi Chengqian did not rise to welcome his father. He didn’t detest the noise before his death. He refused Fan Xian’s risky suggestion. He did not want to go to the edges of the world to hide his life. He also wasn’t like the Second Prince, taking poison to kill himself before the Emperor returned. He still had many things he wanted to say to his father. He was going to let out all of his resentment from the past 20 or so years. If he could not spill all of it out, then he would probably become a vengeful spirit after he died.
“How exactly will the history books describe this part?” Li Chengqian looked at his father, the most powerful ruler in history, without a trace of fear.
If one did not fear death, then one would no longer fear anything else. The Crown Prince, who had grown a great deal these two years, said straightforwardly, “I waited for you to come back because I wanted to know if it was true that you care about nothing.”
The Emperor of the Qing Kingdom, in informal clothing, watched his son calmly and said, “The history books are always written by the victors. Furthermore… Unless you think there are still things that I owe you?”
After the Crown Prince sat behind the clean table, he furrowed his brows for a long time. He then smiled and shook his head. “Of course not. Mother was not powerful, but you still made me Crown Prince and allowed me to sit in that position for many years. Of course, you owe me nothing.”
These were not sincere words. The thick sense of mockery within it expressed it without a doubt.
The Emperor coldly said, “Do not learn a woman’s timid and tart way of speaking.”
“Timid? That’s all on you. You’re too brilliant and eye-catching. No one dared to steal your brilliance.” The Crown Prince closed his eyes. “I have always wondered about this question. Since you have never thought about handing your power down to the next generation, why bother making me the Crown Prince?”
The Emperor’s expression was unusually calm. He stared at him and slowly said, “Chengqian, you have disappointed me greatly. All these years, I have constantly been honing you. What was it all for?”
Li Chengqian suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly, “I am not a knife. If you hone me too much, I will break.”
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He turned his head to look at his son and said, “You’ve lived in the Palace since your youth. Before you were eight, you were already known as being humane…” The corners of the Emperor’s lips revealed a trace of mockery. “You only helped wrap the feet of a few injured rabbits, but those servants were set on making mother happy and said that you would certainly become a humane ruler.”
“Constantly being lenient and humane is to be timid. Qing Kingdom is certain to unify the world. For 50 years, battles have raged never-ending and various old nobility are unhappy. Only a half a century old, yet I must lay down the foundation for ten thousand years. I only have time to create this kingdom. Guarding it would be left to you.” The Emperor drew back his gaze. “How could a humane, timid ruler hold onto this massive kingdom?”
Li Chengqian glanced at his father. The corner of his lips revealed the trace of a self-mocking smile. Only now did he understand that his father had already been planning for things decades in the future over 10 years ago. He had the confidence of unifying the world, but he had to consider how this kingdom would continue in hundreds of years.
“So, I brought Chengze out to fight against you,” the Emperor closed his eyes and said slowly. “Thinking of it now, at that time, you were both still young. It seemed that I had been overly anxious.”
Li Chengqian still did not open his mouth to comment.
“I wanted to see if Chengze would be any good. In less than a year, I could see that his thoughts were overly fake. As a monarch, one must have an air of righteousness. He didn’t have that.” The Emperor continued to keep his eyes closed like he was narrating some distant story. “I became confirmed in my decision to give the kingdom to you. In those years, your behavior truly disappointed me. You loitered in brothels and indulged in music and song every night. You made yourself an embarrassment.”
Li Chengqian smiled self-mockingly and finally opened his mouth slowly, “Father, at that time, I was only 14 or 15, just getting to know about the ways of the world. I thought you were going to depose me. I lived every night in fear. I could only bury myself in women to find some feeling.”
Strangely, the Emperor did not become angry listening to these words. On the contrary, he smiled slightly. “Chengze was too discontented with life, but he was clever. He finally saw what I was thinking. But, he had already come out, so he could only continue on. From that angle, your second brother truly understood my heart.”
“Perhaps a knife would be broken through honing. If it is not honed, it will never become sharp.” The Emperor opened his eyes and looked calmly at his son. “The Second Prince did not sharpen you. On the contrary, he made you blunt. Coincidentally, An Zhi entered Jingdou…”
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“An Zhi told me all about the situation in Jingdou,” the Emperor said warmly. “You behaved well. Your behavior during the rebellion was appropriate to the occasion. There are only a few problems.”
Li Chengqian knelt for the last time as the Crown Prince by his father’s side and bent his body to ask for instruction.
“In the fight for power, there is no need for any warmth or fear. When He Zongwei led the Imperial Censor against you in court, you should have killed him right there.”
The Emperor’s gaze was incomparably grave and stern. “An Zhi convinced the civil officials in court to stand against you during your ascension ceremony. You should have acted and killed them.”
He looked at his son like he was teaching him for the last time. “As long as someone stands in front of you, kill them. In this, you are not as good as An Zhi.”
The Emperor continued. “You didn’t kill the two scholars of the Hall of Governmental Affairs and those civil officials, you only locked them up. What good would that do? That was your biggest mistake. If Yunrui had handled this herself, and it was not you and mother discussing it, perhaps Jingdou would have stabilized long ago. The court would have been purged clean, and Fan Xian would not have been able to stall until time to act.”
Об этом надо было говорить до того, как решил избавиться от неугодного наследника.
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Заслуженная премия "Атец года"
However, the empress died, the woman in the past had died long ago, the empress dowager died, the Eldest Princess—who had accompanied the Emperor for 20 years and sacrificed her youth—died, the Crown Prince died, and the Second Prince died. Everyone died.
There was only the Emperor left all alone.
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It was silent inside the royal study. The Emperor looked at his most loyal official, closest friend, and most reliable comrade, and closed his eyes. “I have been too harsh on my sons.”
(Двое сыновей самоубились, а любимая корзиночка давно готовится свалить подальше.)
Фань Сянь и (бывший) наследный
читать дальшеThat night, the Eastern Palace did not burn. In Hanguang Palace, Fan Xian watched that direction with cold eyes and confirmed the calm in the Eastern Palace. He shook his head. A had a slight miserable feeling in his chest. The Emperor would probably return to the capital the day after tomorrow. Everything would return to the hands of that powerful Emperor. Leaving Li Chengqian his life was not a spur of the moment idea or because he was excessively soft-hearted. Rather, it was a feeling of grief for one of their own kind that was acting up. He and Li Chengqian, as well as the Second Prince, were just pieces on the Emperor’s chessboard. They were puppets controlled by fate or their elders.
As Li Chengqian had no power, his life and death did not matter at all to Fan Xian. Li Chengqian was a good man. This was something he had once said a long time ago to Chen Pingping. From the first time they met on the road outside the Palace, Li Chengqian had left Fan Xian with a kind impression, particularly these past two years. Although their battles did not stop, what did that count for?
If Fan Xian could send Thirteenth Wang to protect Li Chengqian on his Nanzhao journey, then, now, he dared to let Li Chengqian go.
If Fan Xian wanted to be free of the strings behind him, saving Li Chengqian’s life was his attempt at tearing them off. Presently, the Royal Palace was in his hands. Given the Overwatch Council’s skill at faking a scene, and the Emperor’s understanding of Li Chengqian’s personality, it would not be difficult to use the excuse of self-immolation to fool the Emperor without his knowledge.
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читать дальшеThe Eldest Princess’s and Crown Prince’s rebellion, along with the chaos in Jingdou, gave Fan Xian, who had been carefully planning this matter, an opportunity. Everyone in Jingdou thought the Emperor had died. The Palace was in a mess. Jingdou was in chaos. A glimmer of light appeared in front of Fan Xian’s eyes.
He really had no people he could use right now. In addition, he later faintly guessed that the Emperor might still be alive, so he temporarily stopped this plan. However, the last words the Eldest Princess had said by his ear in Taiping Courtyard were enough to have him make up his mind. Even without the Eldest Princess’s words, he would still have done all he could to make use of the situation in front of him.
From the beginning, the battle between the Emperor and Eldest Princess had been carried out on a different level. Although Fan Xian had always stayed silent and seemed to be a pawn to be moved at will, in reality, he also had his own thoughts.
He was sure that Jingdou would fall into chaos, so he chose to fish in troubled waters and be used. The light in his eyes and strategies were all incisive.
Хотя конкретно в этом плане он облажался, и спасибо папе Фань Цзяну, что не пошел на корм папе-императору
"Если встретишься с моей любимой корзиночкой, отступи на три шага."
читать дальшеThe Emperor kept his eyes closed and said, "Even so, you are still no match for Fan Xian. If you run into him in the future, retreat three steps first."
Ye Wan's was surprised again. Although he was indeed dissatisfied that the Emperor thought him not as good as Fan Xian, Ye Wan had guessed a great deal from the Emperor's words earlier about being uneasy as long as Fan Xian remained alive. If Fan Xian was someone that made the Emperor, who was as powerful as a god, use matters of state and war as the price to kill him, he probably truly couldn't compare.
Following on the heels of this, a ruthless and stubborn emotion burst into flame in Ye Wan's heart. The expression of the most dazzling general of the younger generation of the Qing military did not change, but a faint desire grew in his heart to be able to meet Fan Xian face-to-face in a battle one day.
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