Chapter 223: Turtle in a Jar

[I promoted you to be the prefect, why did you fail and turn against me?

This was the first sentence Yan Gaoqing heard after being sent to Luoyang.

In An Lushan's view, Yan Gaoqing was originally just a household minister. The judges who were later promoted, Guang Lucheng, and Taichang Cheng, were all reported by An Lushan himself.

In An Lushan's conception, he should be Yan Gaoqing's "master" and Yan Gaoqing was his "disciple". Why did he rebel?

You are a shepherd Jie slave in Yingzhou. Why does the emperor owe you anything? Why is it the other way around? This is Yan Gaoqing's answer.

Then he even cursed, "My family has been officials of the Tang Dynasty for generations, and we have been loyal and righteous. I wish I could kill you to offer you the throne, but you actually said that I am rebel?" Ridiculous!

Knowing that there was nothing left to talk about, An Lushan hung Yan Gaoqing on the bridge and chopped up more than 30 family members including Yan Jiming, Yan Dan, and Yan Xu to death in front of Yan Gaoqing.

Yan Gaoqing was tortured and cursed endlessly, and his tongue was cut off by An Lushan. Finally, he was killed in the midst of vague curses. He was sixty-five years old. 】

The sound on the light screen gradually faded away, but in the background music, the sound of a group of teenagers chanting slowly began to sound, and the sound became louder and louder.

[The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which is mixed and endowed with manifolds... To people, it is called Haoran, and it is so abundant that it blocks the sky...]

Kong Ming was just moved to tears by the heroic sacrifice of Yan Gaoqing's family for his country, and then his interest was aroused by this voice.

This opening tone is neutral and unadorned, but there seems to be a huge power contained in it.

This power made them listen involuntarily, for fear of missing a word.

【...When the time comes, we see each other, and we draw pictures one by one. In Qi Taishi bamboo slips, in Jin Dynasty Dong Hu's pen. 】

Liu Bei felt a huge sense of stability in his heart:

This is his descendant Han'er!

This is indeed a descendant of Han'er!

Throughout the history of China, remember the awe-inspiring spirit of China!

What is called a historian? Cui Zhu killed his king!

What is called a historian? Zhao Dun killed his king!

I write down my history with pen, full of righteousness and vitality!

Liu Bei tapped the beat gently with his right hand and silently recited the word "good" in his heart.

[In Qin Zhang Liangzhui, in Han Su Wu Festival. For General Yan]

This group of frustrated people in Chengdu in the late Eastern Han Dynasty looked at each other, and then smiled in unison.

As expected, the younger generation still remembers Su Wu, who was not very good at painting. This is enough.

Only by being unyielding in strength, not confused by wealth and rank, and willing to die rather than surrender can one be a Han.

However, Zhang Fei searched his mind and couldn't find a general Yan who matched his number.

It can't be Yan Yan who is currently stationed in Hanzhong and patrolling all day long, right?

Hahaha, how is that possible?

Zhang Fei couldn't accept this possibility from the bottom of his heart.

[For Ji Shizhong's blood, for Zhang Suiyang's teeth, and for Yan Changshan's tongue. 】

Li Shimin stood with his hands behind his hands, listening to the parallel prose in trance.

Yan Gaoqing, the prefect of Changshan, Yan Changshan.

The mixed emotions before faded away one by one at this time, and all that remained was the memory of this minister.

The ugly An Lushan, the panicked Li Longji, the officials fighting for power and profit all faded away.

Li Shimin remembered a poem he had read before and particularly liked, and read it softly:

"Both your body and name will be destroyed, and the flow of rivers will not be destroyed forever."

But I was a little confused. Looking at the order, could this Zhang Suiyang be from the Tang Dynasty?

…

Chengdu government official Kong Ming was listening and copying.

I am feeling grateful for the hermit Guan Ningneng who just copied and gave lectures in peace.

Then I heard myself appearing in it, and before my head turned around, I had already finished writing on my hand.

"Perhaps to set a good example, the ghosts and gods will weep heroically!"

Zhang Fei was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he repeated it loudly.

Feeling the gazes of others gathering, Kong Ming remained expressionless.

Forget it, I'll write out the teacher list later and include you all.

Well, General Yide can be excepted.

As he continued to copy, Kong Ming became a little doubtful. Is this writing history?

But soon I saw the literary talent of this later generation.

[This is the majestic Qi that will last forever. When it penetrates the sun and moon, life and death will be settled.

The earth depends on it, and the sky pillar depends on it. The three cardinal principles are actually life-related, and morality is the root. 】

"Okay!" Wei Zheng cheered softly in the silent Manna Hall.

This parallel essay is like a person eloquently talking about what Haoran righteousness is, and with the examples given, everyone has a vague feeling in their hearts.

After these few sentences were recited, everyone seemed to be able to see and feel the righteousness of Haoran.

It is not so unattainable or unattainable, but it is the simplest foundation of being a human being and the foundation of life.

"There are so many people whose literary talent has been passed down to generations!" Du Ruhui couldn't help but admire softly.

But soon, after listening to the words "The cauldron is as sweet as sugar", "The underworld is a ghost fire" and so on, a look of regret appeared on Li Shimin's eyebrows:

"Sure enough, it is true that times are poor, and there will be literary dukes in future generations!"

"I don't know what dynasty a person of this age is from?"

No one knew, but Hou Junji and others were already standing behind Fang and Du, stretching their necks to look.

But they didn’t dare to crowd because His Majesty had been standing here for a long time...

Soon, as Fang Xuanling's last sentence, "The wind eaves spread the books and read, the ancient roads shine with color" fell, Li Shimin couldn't wait to grab a copy.

Then he made a quick decision:

"This article should be sent to the Imperial College and circulated throughout the world!"

Zhang Song from Chengdu also made suggestions.

"This article should be sent to Xiao Taixue so that Han'er can read it."

However, Liu Bei from the Chengdu Government Office and Wei Zheng from the Ganlu Palace raised the same question:

"There are some allusions in it, but I don't understand their meaning. How can I do it?"

So soon, the Chengdu government office and Ganlu Palace made the same decision:

Check the history books and make changes according to your own situation.

This gentleman's literary talent is amazing in later generations, but the people of our palace and hall may not be worse together.

And the name of this article, I think it's a curtain...

[Wen Tianxiang Wenshan Gong's "Song of Righteousness" always makes me cry when I read it.

When the Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed, he was moved by the chastity and bloodiness of these twelve sages, and wrote the Song of Righteousness to connect them with self-improvement, and finally died calmly.

The allusions of Yan Changshan's tongue and Zhang Suiyang's teeth both came from the Anshi Rebellion, which was only one year apart. 】

〖Wenshan Gong is a great sage, and the Song of Righteousness is extremely simple. In just twelve allusions, it tells the backbone of our nation.

From it, we can also get a glimpse of why the Song Dynasty fell. Among the twelve allusions, none of them is from the Song Dynasty itself.

The strong Han Dynasty had integrity, the prosperous Tang Dynasty had blood, but only a handful of scholars in the Southern and Northern Song Dynasty could have both.

Zhao Kuangyin: Song is Song, how to divide it into two Songs? Who surrendered to Jingkang? Why did the Southern Song Dynasty perish? 〗

Looking at the words on the light curtain, Li Shimin said to himself: "So this is called the Song of Righteousness..."

Then he saw Zhao Kuangyin, who seemed to be the emperor, asking questions again and again.

Seeing that Kong Ming seemed to have no time to answer, Li Shimin got an idea, picked up a pen and walked to the light curtain, and wrote:

〖There was Zhenzong in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the city made a close alliance. Song and Liao became brothers, paying annual tributes every year, and the officials praised the agreement, and praised the Fengshan Taishan. 〗

Maybe because of reading Wenshan Gong's works, Li Shimin felt that what he wrote was also parallel... Oh no, it was biased.

But thinking about the look of the Song Emperor when he saw this, Li Shimin felt that his mood was actually a little better.

But this Zhang Suiyang tooth... Li Shimin always felt that he might be another weeping Tang minister.

On the other side, Fang Xuanling still regretted:

"Han has integrity, Tang has blood, but Song has technology. If they can have both..."

Du Ruhui was quite confident:

"Song can't have both, then let Tang do it!"

[Yan Gaoqing's life ended under An Lushan's butcher knife, and Yan Zhenqing had to run and fight for the people of Hebei.

Here, the historical records are "Seventeen counties returned on the same day, and Zhenqing was elected as the leader of the alliance, with 200,000 soldiers, and cut off Yan and Zhao."

Half of Hebei was directly recovered overnight, but the 200,000 soldiers were naturally a false report of the total of the seventeen counties, but these were enough.

The court was quite respectful at this time, fearing that Yan Zhenqing was not justified, first promoted him to the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and then appointed as the Hebei Recruiting and Interviewing Envoy.

Yan, the leader of the alliance, was also unambiguous. He ordered his soldiers to go straight to Weijun. With fewer troops, he defeated the rebels in Weijun with elite troops and recovered Weijun.

The battle report spread all over the world, and the morale of the Tang Dynasty was greatly boosted.

Why is Weijun so important? Because there are mountains in the west and the Yellow River in the east. An Lushan crossed the river here when he went south. It is a relatively important strategic support point.

An Lushan left 20,000 rebels here because the terrain here is critical and he was afraid of being attacked. As a result, he did not expect that the rebel general Yuan Zhitai, who he had high hopes for, was defeated by Yan.

At this time, the military advisor to Yan was Li E, the governor of Qinghe.

Li E got the insider information that Cheng Qianli, a fierce general in Hedong, was leading an army of 100,000 to Hebei, but was blocked in Taihang Mountains.

As long as Yan can capture Weijun and cut off the reinforcements of the rebels, Cheng Qianli's troops can reach Hebei.

In this way, the rebels can be directly wiped out, and then they can turn around and make dumplings. The rebels will inevitably collapse.

However, what Yan Zhenqing did not expect was that when he defeated Weijun, it was not Cheng Qianli's troops that came out of Taihang Mountain, but a pair of famous generals of the Tang Dynasty:

Guo Ziyi and Li Guangbi.

Yan Zhenqing was not very clear about this at the time. When Yan was stationed in Weijun, he made a basic judgment on the situation of the Tang Dynasty.

The rebels in Luoyang now have only three ways to go:

Either go north back to Hebei, but Weijun is the first line of defense, and the two generals Guo and Li who came from Hedong are quite methodical in fighting. The rebels come here? They are courting death.

Or go south to rob money, but the terrain in the south is mostly hilly, and the rebels can't show their strength at all. And it is said that there is an iron-blooded defender named Zhang Xun in Yongqiu, who stops the rebels and makes it difficult for them to go south.

Or they could go west to break through Tongguan, but Tongguan has natural barriers, and the famous general Geshu Han led a large army to garrison there, so how could the rebels break through?

Therefore, Yan Zhenqing believed that the rebels were trapped in a jar, waiting to be fried, roasted, stewed, and stewed.

At this time, An Lushan had fallen into despair, and even began to scold his subordinates:

You instigated me to rebel many years ago, saying that there was a foolproof plan.

As a result, we have been guarding Tongguan for several months and cannot advance, and the way back to the north has been cut off.

The Tang army from all sides has begun to encircle us, so where is the foolproof plan you said?

The rebel generals naturally had no way out, but Tang Xuanzong, who was sitting in Chang'an City, seemed to have some feelings:

Lu'er, don't panic, and let your adoptive father help you! 】

Changsun Wuji couldn't help but look back at His Majesty, only to see Li Shimin standing with his hands behind his back with a calm face.

There were only four words written on his face: As expected.

To be honest, I feel a little depressed after reading this detailed information about Yan Gaoqing. He is so miserable.