It's not that I want to fall in love [Quick Transmigration]

In the spring of the following year, the emperor died and the crown prince succeeded.

There were rumors in the palace that there were many strange things about the death of the first emperor, and the new emperor was vaguely pointed at in the words.Not long after, another rumor about the beautiful concubine of the former emperor and the new emperor became popular.Rumors spread from the palace and became a pastime in tea houses and restaurants.Later, a storyteller compiled and finalized the version as "The Story of Lianhua", and it got out of hand.

With Zhao You, king of Northern Xinjiang, taking the lead, all the kings of the frontier raised the banner of revenge for the late emperor, and crusaded against the rebels, and the army went straight to the capital.

Xia Qiyue, the capital city was broken, and the new emperor abdicated.The kings elected Zhao Zhen, the youngest son of the first emperor, to succeed him, Zhao You, the king of Northern Xinjiang, Zhao Tuo, the new king of Ning, Zhao Hui, the king of Western Shu, etc., to assist the government, and the Yuan Dynasty was changed to Kaiping.

In autumn, the emperor bestowed the hereditary succession of the kings and nobles who entered the capital, and the kings withdrew their troops.

In the second year of Kaiping, the king of northern Xinjiang and the Jiedu envoys of You and Liangzhou resigned from the post of assistant general.The king of Western Shu was seriously ill and resigned from the post of assistant general.Since then, Ning Wang Zhao Tuo has monopolized power.

In the fourth year of Kaiping, the ground in southern Xinjiang was cracked, causing tens of thousands of casualties.The emperor issued an imperial edict, claiming that he had lost his way, and voluntarily surrendered to the virtuous.

In the spring of the fifth year of Kaiping, King Ning Zhao Tuo succeeded to the throne, changed the name of the country to Dazhao, and changed the Yuan to Taiping.

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"It's so fast..." Yang Qingshan, who was still offering wine in front of the Imperial College after the change of dynasty, sat in the pavilion in the imperial garden and poured himself a jug of wine.

It was the founding emperor of Dazhao who was chatting with him.

Yang Qingshan took a sip of his wine and said, "Recently there has been another quarrel in the court. If you hadn't been in a hurry to change the dynasty back then, even though the dilapidated house was leaking everywhere, it could still be used for a while after repairing it here and there. As for the current shortage. "

Zhao Tuo said: "What are they arguing about? Or change that set."

Yang Qingshan said helplessly: "You have read a lot of scriptures, why do you treat scholars like this?"

Zhao Tuo smiled and said, "Didn't Yang Jijiu hear a saying that you are a scholar if you are useless?"

Both of them recalled the situation that developed after the kings of many borders entered Beijing, and the anxiety of dealing with tigers and wolves.The era when there were no soldiers or generals in hand, and the era of mobilizing millions of troops with just a three-inch tongue has long passed.In the end, they gave up most of the benefits before sending everyone away.

But the dynasty was established in the end.

It can have long periods of rest and nourishment.

The border troubles that are buried today will be dealt with by the next generation, and the next generation.

That's all they can do.

Yang Qingshan sighed: "Everything that needs to be cleared up is almost cleared up. The former disciples and old officials I have raised for half my life have been topped up. Now I am also a useless person. I retired and returned to my hometown a few days ago. How did Zhezi get knocked back?"

Zhao Tuo was dressed in a dragon robe, and the aura between his eyebrows was much stronger than before.

"I don't want to approve."

Yang Qingshan said: "In the past five years, you only need to kill people, and you don't care who can fill in the vacant positions. I will fill in the holes one by one for you. Can't the credit be exchanged for another farm, so you can live comfortably for a few days?"

Zhao Tuo said quietly: "Just because of the original plan to trap the master in the palace, it is enough to kill you ten times."

Yang Qingshan put away his smiling face when he heard the words, and said: "I stayed by your side that day, it was more useful than him staying by your side."

"That's right." Zhao Tuo said with a smile, "The majestic Guozijian Jijiu, how many disciples he has cultivated in the past ten years, have all been used by me. How can a small painter compare with it."

Yang Qingshan said: "Brother Qingyun...it's really a pity." He didn't know the story of that day, he only knew that Lin Chao angered the late emperor, was imprisoned in a secret prison, happened to be caught in the water, and died.

Zhao Tuo repeated softly: "It's a pity."

Yang Qingshan poured a full glass of wine and spilled it on the ground.Zhao Tuo drank the rest of the wine in the jug after watching him do this.

The wine was not strong, but he drank it in a hurry and still choked on two mouthfuls.Amidst the dull coughing, Zhao Tuo thought, when Lin Chao raised his head and drank all the poisoned wine, did he peck lightly, or did he just want to have a good time.

Zhao Tuo said to Yang Qingshan: "Zhen... will not let you go."

Yang Qingshan stood up and said: "You—"

Zhao Tuo slowly put down the jug, and said in a muffled voice, "Stay here and tell me about him."

Yang Qingshan slipped his words for a moment.After a long silence, he said: "Back then I said I was sick and avoided court, but in fact I secretly followed Zhao Cheng to northern Xinjiang and had a secret talk with Zhao You. After returning, I only heard water leaking from the secret prison in the palace. Brother Qingyun... Could it be that there is still What Xinmi?" He tried his best to pick out friendly words, if it wasn't for Zhao Tuo's dejected look, he would have asked Lin Chao what the cause of death was because of his many years of doubt and depression.

"No."

"I let him die."

Yang Qingshan said angrily: "I just thought that you put him in the palace because you had another plan. With Zhao Tuo's means, you can't save a mere painter!"

"It can be saved." Zhao Tuo said with a smile, "But why do you want to save it?"

Yang Qingshan was standing, Zhao Tuo raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were misty with alcohol.

"You said, why should I save him?"

"..."

Zhao Tuo grabbed the wine jug that had just been put down and poured it down, only a few drops of wine flowed out from the spout.He stuck out his tongue and licked it clean.

"Yang Qingshan, if King Ning betrayed you back then, would you still assist me like you are now?"

"King Ning never betrayed me..."

"But he broke his promise to me. When I first arrived at Guangling Palace, I looked forward to him every night. When I stood at the foot of the steps with a palace lantern on, it was so cold." Zhao Tuo said, "What do you think he is doing? He's drawing the damn peonies."

Yang Qingshan looked coldly at the drunken emperor, and said: "Prince Ning has never betrayed me, but he has never been close to me. I am pleased with him, and I am also pleased with my heart, why should I care whether he betrays me? "

"I care."

Zhao Tuo rested his head on the stone table, feeling the moment of sobriety brought about by the pain, and felt that he could see his mind very clearly for a moment.

"Since he betrayed me once, he may not betray me a second time. Instead of waiting until then to regret it, it's better..."

Yang Qingshan walked away in a huff, and smashed the teacup on the stone table to pieces.

"I have never regretted meeting King Ning in my life, but I regret not being able to stop Brother Qing Yun when he entered the mansion for the first time."

Zhao Tuo didn't look at his leaving back, but said softly: "I heard that right and wrong disappear after death. Why don't you go down and wait for me first, and when we meet again, I won't blame you."

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The founding emperor of Dazhao was a man who loved painting.

In the imperial palace, there is a Lingyun Pavilion, which is dedicated to displaying famous paintings collected from various places.The pavilion is nine stories high, and it is rumored that there is only one painting on the highest floor.

It was the masterpiece of the former national player.

"Is it a masterpiece?" Zhao Tuo said to himself, facing the painting of peonies that killed an unknown number of people.

Yang Qingshan hung his crown and left after drinking that day. He didn't even have anyone who could talk to him.The things that were in the warehouse of King Ning's Mansion that day are now being picked out one by one and put away in the palace.The hand-painted kite and the extremely ugly dove cart are placed in his bedroom.

See things and think people.

But what he looks at more often is the paintings in this pavilion.

The pictures of ladies, pictures of peony, pictures of Chuan Geng... as long as they are his authentic works, they will all be included in the cabinet.Therefore, there was a rumor that it was a scroll of Lin Qingyun's childhood study, and it was sold for a million taels of gold.On the day the painting was sold, he also visited the scene in private to observe it.

It was obvious at a glance that it was not genuine.

Together with Danqing, he really doesn't have much talent.Recently, Qi Dashanren, who has been in the limelight, he can't detect anything good.

Only that man's paintings, he can savor every one carefully.

He saw that when he painted the picture of a lady, that person was still a young man who was proud of his talent.Gu Pan looked down, only to feel that there was no rival in the world.

At the time of the picture of peony, it was so smooth, the song meant to meet but not boring, and now it is the only one.

Passing on the updated picture...he was also present when the picture was passed on to update the picture.The large ink blob in the center of the scroll, critics only say that Lin Guo's ingenuity has created a model that has never been seen through the ages.Every time he hears such flattery, he finds it funny.It was obvious that he was playing tricks on purpose, he covered the man's eyes from behind, and then he overturned the inkstone and spilled a piece of ink on the paper.The smaller ink dots were covered by the man's ingenuity.The two-inch square in the middle is really impossible to cover, so we can only keep it.

That man was very strict with himself. He didn't want to keep this painting with obvious flaws, but he persuaded and persuaded him to keep it.

What did you say at that time?

Keep it, you will think of me when you see it.

Is that so?

Zhao Tuo strolled on the nine-storey attic and felt that there were still too few paintings collected here.Although the man is called a national player, he doesn't have much enthusiasm for Danqing.There are only a few paintings left.

How can he see enough?

Facing the only painting on the ninth floor, the emperor suddenly smiled.

This is one of his favorite paintings.In the secret edict issued a few days ago, it was specified that after his death, this painting would be buried in the imperial tomb.

The paper is full of bright red.

The painter's love and hatred are so vivid that they almost overflow from the drawing paper.

Love more, hate less.

It is rumored that the young woman in the middle of this painting is the late Emperor Zhaoyi, and the unloved person in the corner is the young emperor who perished after Fang ascended the throne.

But Zhao Tuo knew that the person in the middle was himself.

No matter how similar the two people's eyebrows and eyes are, in the eyes of a national player, they will never be confused.What Lin Chao painted was not Yang Zhaoyi who ruined the previous dynasty, but him.

Who is the man in that corner.

Who drew this picture with the feeling of not being able to love.

"I thought you were thinking of me."

"I miss you as well."

Zhao Tuo took the painting off the wall, spread it out, and wrote a line of small characters on the blank space in the upper right corner of the scroll.

If the two feelings last for a long time, they should be at ease.