Chapter 58 Chapter 58

Between the two tall and towering mountains, the rolling Minjiang River is like a wild horse galloping wildly, and the raging torrent slaps the jagged and strange rocks of the mountain stream.The afterglow before the setting sun plunged the rest of the day's light into the billowing water, fulfilling the unrestrained passion and splendor like blood!Only after seeing such a scene, Zhang Qianyu was deeply moved: the Wanli Bridge, Dongchuan River, and Pijiang Tenderness that he had seen before were not real rivers at all!Then, such unruly river water rushed towards the dike like a fish's mouth. This dike pierced the heart of the river like a sword, causing its cruel soul to be disturbed and shattered immediately. Unbearable.On the outside of the diversion dike, the torrent is still rushing towards the sea; on the inner side of the diversion dike, the torn river water rushes towards Yulei Mountain with its last strength.However, as the river hit harder and harder, it rebounded weaker and weaker, and flowed from a spillway that Zhang Daogu called "Feishayan" to the outer river again... The rest is gentle water, which has been completely wiped out. Tamed by this magnificent water conservancy project, it slowly flows from the mouth of the treasure bottle into the Chengdu Plain to nourish the crops there, and perhaps tell about their experience of flying down the mountain...

Zhang Qianyu opened his mouth wide and forgot to close it for a long time. Zheng Xu took a full look at the wonderful scenery in front of him, and then he sighed as if waking up from a dream: The wonders of the ages, the wonders of the ages! Flowers close to high-rise buildings hurt the hearts of customers, and it is difficult for thousands of people to come here. The spring scenery of the Jinjiang River comes to the world, and the floating clouds on the jade base change from ancient to modern. The North Pole court will never change, and the Xishan bandits will not invade each other. The poor Empress returned to the ancestral temple, chatting with Liang Fu at dusk.

Zheng Xu didn't know whether Du Fu, the great poet, wrote such handed down poems in this attic under his feet. He just suddenly felt that the surging river for thousands of years, and the ancient weir that remained unchanged for thousands of years, could completely tell him The rise and fall of the survival of several generations. The sun suddenly set behind the mountain, and the entire ancient weir and the river dimmed, leaving behind the mountain as if it was the end of the sky, and there was still a faint glimmer of light... The sky is getting dark, and the sound of rushing river water in front of you puts you in a corner where time and space are chaotic.At this moment, the troubles of individuals, states, and even national wars seem insignificant.To be precise, it is so insignificant to place these short-lived disputes in the long river of Chinese history that flows like a river for four thousand years.

"I really want to never have wars, never hear about world affairs, and stay with Guyan forever..." Zhang Qianyu murmured.Yes, he had fought for ten years, but he didn't like war.Even the victory can't make him feel a little satisfied.At this moment, he may thank the lord in his heart for sending him to such a place where he can return to human nature and gain insight into history. "Maybe Mr. Zhang doesn't know yet. If there was no war, there would probably be no such weir..." In the night, Zhang Daogu was nowhere to be seen, only a hoarse voice came from a corner of the attic.

"I was just about to ask my seniors, why did Li Bing build such a great project?" A strange sound came out of Zhang Daogu's throat, as if dirt that had been condensed for a long time stuck to his throat.He let out a long sigh, and said in a relaxed manner: "What I just said is the origin—" Then, he used his voice as if he had experienced several dynasties, telling the stories that happened here... "This happened in the pre-Qin period. King Qin Huiwen sent Zhang Yi and Sima to attack Shu by mistake. The powerful Qin State wiped out the enlightened dynasty in Chengdu in one fell swoop. By the time of King Qin Zhaoxiang, Shu had already become the rear of Qin State. Zhang Yi once said Said, "There are Bashu in the west of Qin Dynasty. The big ships accumulate millet. They start from Wenshan and go down the Fujiang River. Boats carry soldiers and can go straight to Chu!" Food, grass, soldiers and horses could not be replenished for a time and stagnated."

Qianyu asked puzzled, "Why?" "Because soldiers and military supplies are recruited in Chengdu, but ships are built and shipped in the upper reaches of the Minjiang River. There is at least a hundred miles of land for soldiers and horses to travel from Chengdu to the Minjiang River transport pier! The only solution is to divert the Minjiang River to pass through Chengdu. At this point, Zhang Daogu sighed again, "From Gun's control of the water to King Yu's three visits to the house without entering, many sages avoided the flood. The idea of ​​diverting the water for my use is really Quintessential!" Dao Gu's word-for-word evaluation resounded like a final conclusion.

"Li Bing! King Qin let him come to Minjiang River and Minshan Mountain! On this mountain, eight years of burning fire and pouring snow have opened a gap in today's Yulei Mountain. Liduifen, treasure The bottle is now! Another four years of bamboo cages and pebbles are piled up, and the golden embankment is completed!——This is today’s Liwei Weir, the Liwei Weir that has been diverting water for thousands of years!” Daogu shouted passionately with almost hoarse voice He talked about everything in the past, leaving only his clear and powerful echoes coming from the distant mountains over and over again in the darkness, stirring and shocking time and space!

It took Zheng Xu a long time to break the silence in the attic: "I never thought that Zhang Qingzhou would be able to understand the history of this ancient weir soon after he came here..." "Mr. doesn't know something. When I was young, I traveled to Western Shu, visited ancient sites, and paid tribute to the ancient weir. Since then, I have entrusted my body and mind to the ancient weir. I am determined to spend the rest of my life here in peace when I grow old. Long Yan was furious and was demoted to be Shizhou Sihu before. Seeing that there is nowhere to release his loyalty, the old man simply returned to Daojiang..."

"So that's how it is." Zheng Xu recalled Zhang Daogu's "Five Dangers and Two Chaos Tables" written by Emperor Shu Tianzi that he had read from Zhou Xiang. A few sentences in it were very true: The state has five dangers and two chaos.Not long after Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty came to the throne, he learned about the affairs of the country.It has been ten years since His Majesty ascended the throne, but he never knew how to control his ministers.Recalling the time of Emperor Taizong: the Central Plains are safe inside, and the four barbarians are opened outside; all the countries on the outside of the sea are subject to the ministers, and all the Kyushu are subject to submission.The territory that our ancestors sealed off today has been completely lost!Although the officials are lowly, stealing and hurting your majesty's court and society was first obtained by treacherous officials, and eventually it was owned by thieves.

"Zhang Qingzhou has a beautiful heart, but the emperor is not clear about it. In troubled times, talent is humiliating!" Zhang Daogu shook his head, looking at the torches lit by the attendants under the attic, the stars were at a few points, and the waves on the river surface could be vaguely seen: "In troubled times, there are heroes, and there are no good ministers. I am old and useless, and I have no power to turn the tide. It is not true The Son of Heaven doesn’t listen to the old man’s words, it’s because the Son of Heaven was born at an untimely time!” Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but glistening tears welled up in his eyes:

— Your Majesty!how are you nowThe old minister misses you! The son of heaven, the lineage of the dragon family, the emperor of the royal family, occupies the height of the temple and sits on the territory of the four seas.Within the four seas, who does not want to be a king, and who in the world does not envy being an emperor.In the eyes of the world, what a magnificent and glorious thing it is to be the king of a country, it is a nobleness that cannot be described by any rhetoric.In the minds of future generations, if one is lucky enough to become the monarch of the Tang Empire, he will be rich and enjoy all kingdoms. The scroll of history unfolds slowly, and a drop of ink from the tenth century A.D. is slightly infiltrated.This is an age of unprecedented chaos and darkness.The corpses of innocent people who were killed by hunger lay on the streets, and the battlefield where swords and swords were scattered and blood splattered in the war was extremely tragic.The victor, stepping on the dead man's head and mottled blood, erected a new king's banner on the top of the city.The loser can die for the old master, but it is difficult to leave a name in the history of such a dark age.Or, you can get down on your knees and beg for a breather.However, in the troubled times of Wufu's dictatorship, the fate of the surrendered general is also ill-fated.In the second year of Qianning, Zhu Wen led his army to defeat more than 10,000 generals from the Zhu Xuan Department in the south of Juye. When clearing the battlefield, suddenly there was a strong wind and dust filled the sky.Zhu Wen raised his head and looked at the dark world, but said coldly, "This killing is not enough!"Three thousand captives were killed instantly.Even the fate of soldiers is like this, let alone ordinary people.It is true: prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer! In such a chaotic world, warlords are fighting for the city, officers and soldiers are slaughtering people, war horses are trampling fertile fields, and demons are trampling goodness... At this moment, perhaps few people would think of the nominal ruler of this country—the Son of Heaven. fate. Daming Palace, Shaoyang Courtyard. As the sun rises, if you can climb up and overlook this glorious palace, those old ministers who remember the great Tang Dynasty will surely shed bitter tears.Dilapidated walls, dead vines and old trees.Taiye Pool has become a pool of stagnant water, emitting a turbid stench. Accompanied by the whistling of dead branches being blown by the wind and sand, a thin-faced eunuch limped towards Shaoyang Yard carrying a box of food.From a distance, a group of imperial guards could be seen lined up neatly outside the courtyard gate.Fifty steps away from the courtyard gate, a school official yelled at him: "Put down the food box, get out!" The eunuch's face was like a solidified wax figure, begging: "Please do me a favor! Let me take a look!" "Get out!" Without any explanation, several guards grabbed the food box and kicked him twice.The eunuch watched helplessly as the food box was sent in from a cave at the base of the wall—now, this cave is the only way for Shaoyang Court to communicate with the outside world. The molten iron pouring can never be opened.No one could have imagined that the person imprisoned in this courtyard turned out to be Li Ye, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Hearing the commotion outside, Li Ye ran to the cave at the base of the wall in a panic, and shouted outside: "Give me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone! I want to deliver a decree!" A voice said coldly: "Emperor, please stay safe for a while, I'm acting on duty, I can't give you anything except three meals." Tai Tai listened to the emperor's call, and risked fists and kicks, kneeled all the way to the base of the wall, and kowtowed in tears: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty..." "Deshun! Is that you? Deshun!" "Your Majesty! It's me..." The eunuch could only bang his forehead against the stone bricks outside the courtyard, blood stains already oozing from his forehead.This may be the only way for him to express his sincerity. "Go and tell Cui Yin that he must send me some thicker clothes. The princesses are all suffering..." Deshun was so sad, it was already cold November, and the emperor, queen, concubines, and princesses didn't have winter clothes.He closed his eyes, seeing the desolate scene of the emperor in front of his eyes, but there was a real cry of a girl in his ears—as royal princesses, they did not enjoy the glory and wealth, but endured hunger and pain in the Shaoyang courtyard where life and death were uncertain. Cold torture. The tall courtyard wall is like a ravine in the deep mountains, ruthlessly cutting off the connection between this place and the outside world.The yelling from the officer outside the wall gradually stopped, and Deshun's crying gradually faded away and became indistinct.Li Ye sat weakly at the foot of the wall, panting weakly.He hadn't had a drop of water for several days, but he didn't feel hungry at all.Inside the house were his wives, daughters and concubines, who had to be implicated by him because they entered the deep palace or were born in the royal family.He is the king of a country, and now he has been reduced to the point where he is at the mercy of others. What could be more poignant than this?He raised his head and looked at the gray sky and the once majestic and magnificent palace. A few sparrows seemed to be frightened from nowhere, jumping a few times and flying from the roof of the veranda to the blue sky.Li Ye's eyes fixed on the distant sky following the trajectory of the bird's flight.I don't know if it was tiredness, but his eyes seemed a little dry and sore, the outline of the palace seemed to be blurred, and gradually everything in front of him became blurred.A sad teardrop rolled down Li Ye's cheek. He recalled that when he returned to Chang'an from Huazhou, he had clearly felt the loneliness and the desolation of the broken country.Han Jian brutally killed the relatives and loyal ministers around him, and there were no brotherly princes, guards who were born and died, and even courtiers who he had placed high hopes on to revitalize the Tang Dynasty.There are only eunuchs who are still powerful and the feudal towns separated from all over the world-from his memory, he knows that these two are likely to be the executioners who will ruin the celestial dynasty.All he has done in the past ten years since he ascended the throne is to punish eunuchs and suppress feudal vassals. However, the ruthless reality tells him that he has not succeeded. The blood of the setting sun stains the Daming Palace, and the candlesticks stand mournfully in the cold wind at dusk. Thinking about Gaotang's prosperity, how many bitter tears are in the rain. Li Ye recalled those prime ministers of the Tang Dynasty who had been loyal and loyal to him for more than a decade. Forever engraved and lingering on every carved beam and painted pillar of the Tai Chi Hall. He recalled that when Kong Wei was in the Xizong Dynasty, he went alone twice to follow the late emperor, he recalled his impassioned and awe-inspiring rebuke to Yang Fugong, and recalled his lifetime of hard work... He recalled how many days and nights Zhang Jun had planned the grand blueprint for the revival of the Tang Dynasty with himself, recalled his impassioned speeches when he advocated sending troops to Hedong, and recalled how he faded out of the government after he lost his troops and kowtowed to apologize... He also recalled Wei Zhaodu's awe-inspiring prestige when he left the Western Shu, and recalled that Du Rang could suffer the desolation of being sentenced to death for himself... They are all gone... Who else can share his worries, who else can contribute to the country? After returning to Chang'an, the eunuch Liu Jishu's power expanded.Recalling the night when he transformed from the Six Kings Courtyard to the emperor's younger brother in charge of the country, it was this eunuch who led the troops to escort him.He hated eunuchs, especially those eunuchs who wielded military power, flaunted their might, and abolished kings.Although the current order is no longer in Chang'an, for the sake of safety and even more dignity, he must find a new assistant prime minister to contend with these eunuch forces. Cui Yin——this name suddenly flashed in Li Ye's mind like a flash of lightning in the dark night.Yes, whether it was Zhang Jun, whom he placed high hopes on, or Cui Zhaowei, whom he dismissed, they had mentioned and recommended this person to him more than once.He suddenly remembered a story Zhang Jun told himself: That was still a matter of the ancestor Wenzong Dynasty.It was a night full of thunderstorms, a Hanlin scholar with a thin face was blindfolded by two palace guards and taken to a secret hall.The black cloth in front of him was untied, and the flickering candlelight danced with dazzling flames, which made him unable to open his eyes for a while. "Look up." A cold voice came from above.Hanlin scholars don't need to look up to know that the person sitting in the hall is not someone else, but Qiu Shiliang, the great eunuch who dominates the court and the public. Qiu Shiliang pretended to be polite: "The emperor has been hesitating for a long time. Since he took the throne, the government order has not been acceptable. The empress dowager intends to establish a new heir. As a scholar, you should draw up this edict." The Hanlin scholar was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "The emperor's virtue is in the world, how can it be abolished so easily! I think I have thousands of relatives, and nearly three hundred brothers of the same generation. How dare I do such a thing of extermination?" Qiu Shiliang was silent for a long time, and finally took him to a small room, where Emperor Wenzong, the emperor, was sitting there with his head bowed.Seeing the emperor, the Hanlin scholar hastily knelt down to worship, but Qiu Shiliang counted the emperor's faults brazenly.Suddenly, he turned his head abruptly and pointed a finger at the emperor without hesitation: "If it wasn't for the Hanlin scholars not listening to me today, it would be difficult for you to sit here." After that, he sent the Hanlin scholars out again. , admonishing to keep a secret. After listening to Zhang Jun's narration, surprise and resentment invaded Li Ye's young heart.He is well versed in ancient and modern times, and he also knew Qiu Shiliang's horrifying act of killing two kings, one concubine, and four prime ministers.But when I heard such a story, I was still very surprised.He asked Zhang Jun how he knew this thing he didn't know.Zhang Jundao, the Hanlin scholar is called Cui Shenyou, and he is Cui Yin's father.After he came out of the palace, he recorded the matter and hid it under his pillow, and told Cui Yin before he died... ... This story deep in my memory suddenly came to my mind at this moment.A firm force told Li Ye imperceptibly that this Cui Yin would at least stand on the same side as himself unswervingly in his attitude towards eunuchs. The Central Plains was still raging with war, and there were countless reports from the front every day. Li Ye felt as if he was watching others fight, but this kind of battle was happening in his own land.After Prime Minister Cui Yin took office, he sought Zhu Wen's protection outside the court and the opposition.With the backing of a powerful feudal town, Cui Yin was even more domineering.Dismiss Cui Yin, who will restrain those hateful eunuchs? At this time, You Shiyi Zhang Daogu's "Five Dangers and Two Chaos Tables" lamented the disadvantages of the times.Li Ye didn't know that Zhang Daogu's words were true and insightful, and he didn't look forward to being able to handle foreign troubles with power and officials with ease.However, what can he do in the face of such a huge empire that is already on the verge of collapse?Zhang Daogu was demoted away.Perhaps, Li Ye was just looking for comfort, just deceiving himself and others, and just didn't want such harsh and painful words to hurt his fragile heart.After Zhang Daogu left, no one around him dared to say such words again. All the anguish accumulated in Li Ye's heart and could not go away for a long time.His full of knowledge, his lofty ambitions, and his great talents will be buried in such absurd and chaotic times!God, why did you let Li Ye be born in such a troubled world, why did you let the Great Tang Empire be overthrown in my hands... In the end, all I could do was wail, cry, and be sad... He has not favored the queen for a long time.It's not that he doesn't love Lian Che, but that he doesn't dare to face her innocent and clear eyes.Ten years ago, the new monarch who worked hard to govern could still find some comfort in the tenderness encouraged by his concubine, but how could the comfort relieve the sinking of the Tang Dynasty, and how could it relieve the depression of the king?