After returning home and looking at the courtyard he had not seen for a long time, Yang Xuan felt a sense of strangeness.

"It's already been swept this afternoon."

Uda said.

Yang Xuan had already seen it. When he walked into the bedroom, he smelled of damp wood and a bit of decay.

He wanted to get a midnight snack, but after lying down, he couldn't help but think of Yu Dong's words.

Asking the prince to inspect the army showed Emperor Xuande's trust in the filial emperor, but that inspection offended many people in the army.

But he is the prince after all!

The prince who was trusted by the emperor and empress.

No matter how dissatisfied you are, you have to kneel down.

But Yang Xuan vaguely felt something was wrong.

That night, Emperor Xuande and Empress Wu both fell down, and then sent people to bring poisoned wine.

When Emperor Xiaojing heard that the empress had fallen, he ordered Yi Niang to take Yang Xuan away.

During this process, there were numerous figures on the outskirts of the secluded area, and people kept trying to intercept and kill Yi Niang.

The place of filial piety to the emperor was in the Forbidden Garden, which was the emperor's private garden and occupied a large area.

But that night, those people appeared in the forbidden garden without restraint.

Where are the guards?

There were many troops stationed in the imperial city, and there were also troops patrolling the Forbidden Garden... But where did they go that night?

If they appear, those people will have no choice but to flee. Otherwise, if a large army gathers, a wave of crossbows and arrows are formed, and then they form a formation to charge, even the best warriors will have to kneel down.

But that night, the guards seemed to have fallen asleep.

Why?

But that's not right. Only the emperor can mobilize the guards. Emperor Xuande and Emperor Wu were poisoned that night. Who dared to fight privately?

After thinking about it, I tilted my head and fell asleep.

He slept soundly.

In a daze, I saw the flames soaring into the sky.

"Kill!"

The Forbidden Garden is full of people, and there are many swords and guns.

"Take the child and leave, hand it over to Yang Lue!"

The man with a vague face took one last look at the child in the basket and waved his hand, "Go!"

Yi Niang was blessed and said, "The slave has gone, please take care of yourself, Your Highness."

She carried the basket and hurried out of the confinement.

Outside, those skilled players almost went crazy when they saw the basket in her hand.

"It's that kid!"

"Kill him!"

"There is an order from above, that child must be killed!"

Those men in black rushed towards me like crazy.

Even if he was imprisoned in the Forbidden City because of his filial piety to the emperor, the emperor still allowed him to keep his bodyguards.

The guards rushed forward regardless of their own safety.

But there are many people in black and they are powerful.

They retreated step by step.

"Walk!"

A guard turned around and shouted.

Yi Niang's figure flashed and she quickly ran away.

On the road, from time to time you can see one or two guards waiting.

They smiled, as if they didn't know they were about to die, and waved, "Go quickly!"

The infant child opened his eyes blankly, looking at the firelight and the man in black flying in the air and rushing towards him...

Those guards frantically intercepted and were immediately surrounded and killed...

The child suddenly felt a little warm on his face, and he touched it.

It's tears.

Yi Niang choked with sobs and tears kept falling.

The child murmured, smacked his mouth, and refused to fall asleep.

That night!

Yang Xuan opened his eyes.

The sons who served the emperor had different fates. After the eldest son Li Yao and Li Yuan ascended the throne, Li Yao died of illness.

The remaining two, Li Xin, the Zhen King, and Li Zhen, the Yong King, are now in Chang'an City, and have been under house arrest for many years.

If he had not been able to escape at that time, based on the urine properties of Li Yuan and his son, he would probably have died of illness.

hehe!

In the darkness, Yang Xuan seemed to be laughing at himself.

He stood up quietly.

Went to the courtyard.

The night guard saw him and wanted to come over, but Yang Xuan waved his hand.

He needs to clear his mind.

How did the Emperor of Filial Piety die?

He rarely thought about this problem before, because it was useless to think about it.

Arriving in Chang'an now, with the entire northern Xinjiang behind him, Yang Xuan couldn't help but think of those things back then.

The prince who was called the wise and filial emperor, the prince who was called my Qianliju by the emperor and the queen, and the heir to the Tang Dynasty who was praised by the ministers.

Why did he just go?

Judging from the information Yang Xuan learned, the biggest crime for honoring the emperor was poisoning and preparing to kill Emperor Xuande and Empress Wu; the second was molesting Emperor Xuande's concubines.

The crime of poisoning Emperor Xuande and Empress Wu was recognized. Yang Xuan felt a little ridiculous, but when he thought about it carefully, at that time, he was imprisoned for his filial piety to the emperor, and he developed hatred for the emperor and empress. He thought that if he killed the emperor and empress, he would be able to stand up.

This logic is self-consistent.

There are many examples in history of princes or deposed princes launching counterattacks out of desperation.

As for the concubines who molested Emperor Xuande, this was also the trigger that led to the deposing of the crown prince.

But Yang Xuan felt that just teasing Emperor Xuande's concubines was not enough for Emperor Xuande and Empress Wu to make the decision to depose the crown prince.

What made them give up the son they once praised so much?

Yang Xuan raised his head and looked into the depths of the night sky.

What happened before?

The prince is the foundation of the country. If Emperor Xuande wants to depose the prince, the officials will not do it and cannot sit idly by.

But they sat back and watched, or a very small number of people opposed it.

Why did the prince, who was once praised by kings and ministers, become a rat crossing the street, with everyone shouting to beat him?

What happened in those years?

Who is causing trouble in the middle?

Who are those people?

Is it a noble family, a powerful person, a powerful person, a clan, a foreigner, or what?

Once he takes up the banner of rebellion, the first thing he does is to distinguish who is his friend and who is his enemy.

This is the most important thing.

If you can't figure it out, you can't tell the difference between friend and foe, and you don't even know if someone stabbed you in the back.

The words of the man guarding the checkpoint echoed in Yang Xuan's ears again.

——Already have it!

——There was a break in the middle.
To be continued...