Chapter 702 - Beginning of the Show
Nightfall
Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
Xu Chi felt even more disbelief after he finished reading the files on the desk. He looked up at Hua Shanyue coldly, and said, âThis is ridiculous! Itâs a blatant witch hunt!â
Hua Shanyue was not surprised by Xu Chiâs reaction, because he himself couldnât believe the mystery, either, even though he was the most trusted general of the Princess.
After all, the secret that the Empress of Tang was the Saintess of Diabolism was unbelievable enough by itself. Hua Shanyue reacted just like Xu Chi, thinking it might be a witch hunt the Princess had set up.
âI didnât believe when I heard it at first, either, but the evidence was too convincing.â
He looked depressed and continued, âNow that weâve got Li Qingshan, the Nation Masterâs last words as evidence, all we have to do is to prove the relationship between the Empress and Xia Hou. Thus all the other things would be revealed.â
Xu Chi recalled what he saw in the files, and in the secret files brought by the Southern Gate Temple from the West-Hill Divine Palace. When he connected that information with what he had learned from the secret files in the palace, his hands suddenly began trembling.
âWhen was the last time that the Empress was injured or fell ill? The Qingcheng Palace was once on fire, and Her Majesty rushed into it with her servants to save lives. She was highly praised then for her bravery and kindness. However, few people had noticed that all her servants had been burnt, but Her Majesty was barely injured except for some singed hair.â
Hua Shanyue turned serious and said, âUncle, we Tang people are all believers of Haotian. Our empire might be a tolerant one, but it hasnât grown that tolerant to harbor villains from the Devilâs Doctrine. The Devilâs Doctrine had been wiped out by Ke Haoran, and since then its dregs had been working on their evil avenging plan. The Empress and Xia Hou were the most important planners. We cannot watch them while doing nothing.â
Xu Chi turned earnest and suddenly answered, âThe West-Hill Divine Palace wants to take advantage of His Majestyâs death to attack our kingdom. All the choices we make now can be of vital importance, and I donât mind if results are evil as long as it can keep the Tang Empire standing strong.â
Hua Shanyue was slightly surprised. He was after all a young man. However, Xu Chi had lived long enough to have killed and fought in all kingdoms, to have dealt with tough Haotian Taoism powerhouses in the darkness. It was hard for Hua Shanyue to understand Xu Chiâs crazy idea to team up with the Devilâs Doctrine.
He asked sternly, âWill you let a she-devil from the Devilâs Doctrine be the Empress?â
Xu Chi rattled, âI think His Majesty was wise enough to figure out who the Empress was during their 20-year marriage. And Iâm OK with it if His Majesty had lived with it.â
Hua Shanyue suddenly felt tired because the book he had brought here didnât work as he expected. He asked in frustration, âWhat if her son becomes the ruler of the Tang Empire?â
Xu Chi was silenced.
The words of His Highness in the secret letter suddenly came into Hua Shanyueâs mind. He walked towards the desk and questioned in anger, âHis Majesty died young because the Empress poisoned him, how about that?â
Xu Chi looked up all of a sudden.
Hua Shanyue stared at him in the eyes and said, âAll of these will become clear one day. And what His Highness asked was to do it in a slower way. The long ruling and stability of the empire, they all depend on your choice now.â
In the Imperial Palace of Changâan.
The present emperor of Tang, Li Huiyuan, was looking up at the sky. Unlike the sky which was grey, his face looked quite lit up. With a smile he said, âMy Royal Sister used to tell me never to mind the rumors. No matter how those rebels and traitors suspected the Edict, or no matter who supported me. The only thing that matters is the military leadership and the stability of Changâan.â
He Mingchi was listening to him silently, the yellow oiled-paper umbrella in his arms. Then he said, âYour Majesty surely has reliable judging ability on those things, considering how many years youâve been engaged in political affairs.â
âTo be reliable in one aspect didnât mean being reliable in everything. And furthermore, whatâs the point of you being here if you rely on me to do all things?â
Li Huiyuan was smart enough to read between the lines. He turned acrimonious and said in a cold voice, âDonât you ever try to make mischief between me and my sister! Iâll forgive you this time since youâve made such a generous contribution. I will pretend that I didnât hear anything today. You know very well what will happen if you do it again.â
He Mingchi frowned and answered, âYes, I know.â
âThe year before last, my sister sent Xian Langzhi to Tuyang City, and now Iâm almost in control of the Northeast Border Military. Shucheng was too young, and the West Military of Tang was too weak. Shu Cheng wouldnât speak a word before the whole situation is cleared out if he was smart enough.â
Li Huiyuan then said calmly, âHua Shanyue must be talking to Xu Chi about that thing now. And if it works, the Northern Military Camp will no longer support that woman.â
He Mingchi was clear about âthe thingâ that His Majesty meant. Actually, He Mingchi was the one who had told Li Yu and her brother about the Empressâ secret.
âThe only problem now is Xu Shi. Heâs enjoying his old age in the south.â Said Li Huiyuan, and he frowned again.
He Mingchi agreed, âHe may be the most difficult one to deal with.â
Li Huiyuan showed his agreement through his silence.
He Mingchi then said, âXu Shi was the Defender-general of the State. He was experienced and well connected. Even the Yulin Royal Guards must obey his transfer order. And he is so highly respected that nobody would dare to touch him.â
Li Huiyuan looked at the grey clouds above the palace. With his face turning gloomy, he said, âThe old man has been convalescing for years, but refuses to truly retire. With him in court, would the Tang army be mine, or his?â
He Mingchi halted for a moment and asked, âHow would Your Majesty persuade Xu Shi? I would like to share your concerns.â
Li Hui answered in a slightly sarcastic manner, âIn the early years, even Uncle Qingshan had to avoid confrontation with Xu Shi. There wonât be any difference even if I bestowed on you the title of Nation Master. If you can really make a difference, the Southern Gate Temple wouldâve never fallen to be inferior to the West-Hill Divine Palace.â
He Mingchi then said, âSo it is. But with Your Majestyâs ruling, I believe someday in the future the Southern Gate Temple would definitely surpass the West-Hill Divine Palace, which would bring back the honor of Tang.â
âWe still have a long way to go.â
Li Huiyuan squinted and suddenly said, âYou and the West-Hill Temple had the same origin. You must be close to each other. Is it possible that you can find a way to negotiate with someone in the West-Hill Divine Palace?â
He Mingchi was surprised and against the idea. He argued, âYour Majesty, that...â
âI know itâs like negotiating with a tiger to get its skin. I know what those old bastards in the West-Hill Divine Palace want, and I can afford that. I know what I want to, and I clearly know that I cannot afford to lose it.â
Li Huiyuan then waved his hand and continued with his gloomy face, âTo resist a foreign invasion, the country must keep itself stable first. When the Tang Empire was established, the Taizu had signed a series of unfair and humiliating agreements with the Desolate. But in the end, we evicted them out of the grassland. They had to migrate to the Cold Region in the Far North like cattle and sheep, suffering from extreme coldness. And I swear Iâll deal with the Peach Mountain like that one day!â
The Headmaster and the Emperor of Tang died in succession. The whole nation seemed to have accepted their deaths calmly because folks had witnessed too much living and death, and had become tougher and tougher. However, deep inside them, especially inside the hearts of those Tang bigwigs, changes had taken place.
And even those bigwigs themselves hadnât noticed that they had changed. They were no longer as confident and direct as they were before the Headmasterâs and the Emperorâs deaths. They became calculating, and they even asked for help from external forces.
And as for the thousands of Tang soldiers in Helan City, their change was on an emotional level. When the military food supply was cut shorter and shorter, the whole army was getting more and more depressed.
âWe had already sent three Cavalry Messenger Teams before the rain stopped, and also sent a few more after. According to our estimates, the food sent by the Northern Military Camp will arrive by the day after tomorrow. You donât need to worry too much, Your Majesty.â
General Han Qing reported in a low voice.
The Empress was expressionless. âWhat if all the Messengers were killed halfway?â
Han Qing turned grim. He was trying to swallow the cursing words he was about to speak out. But of course, he had no reason to get angry with Her Majesty, and it was someone else in Changâan that had angered him.
People in Helan city had tried again that night to send messages to Changâan, only to find that the talisman in the palace of Changâan had been shut off. That was when the people in Helan city got to know what had happened.
Han Qing then said softly, âWeâll head back to the south tomorrow. Please worry no more, Your Majesty. Nobody would dare to obstruct our way home.â
The Empress then said, âNobody dares to obstruct our military food transportation. Xu Chi wouldnât dare, and neither would Li Yu. Our food didnât arrive on time. Maybe thereâs something wrong in the Wilderness, not in the Northern Military Camp.â
Master Huang Yang, who had kept silent, then said, âIâll take a detour from the Eastern Wilderness to return to Changâan first.â
The Empress said tiredly, âThe royal court was strongly shocked because both the Headmaster and His Majesty died. And when the royal court is shocked, so would be the whole nation. I guess the Eastern Wilderness isnât having its most peaceful time, either. And Li Yu is a lady smart enough to have guessed whatâs happening. She was sure that she could deal with the situation, but Iâm afraid that she has underestimated the capacity of the enemy sheâs facing.â
Han Qing frowned and asked, âYour Majesty, do you think... that the Princess obstructed our food transportation because she has colluded with the Golden Palace?â
The Empress shook her head and said, âAs shortsighted as Li Yu might be, she is well aware of her own Tang identity, and she would never do that. I guess the Golden Palace odd move was due to the West-Hill Divine Palaceâs manipulations. I believe Li Yu will be glad if she knew in any case.â
Thousands of grassland cavalry soldiers appeared on the border of Yan territory.
Days of pouring rain had moisturized the grassland quite well. The wild wind was howling, while no dust was getting blown around. However, the Wilderness was getting dusty. The dust rose into the sky when the cavalries approached. One could only imagine how many people there were on horseback.
Long Qing was feeling the silver mask on his face while looking toward his homeland, the Yan Kingdom in the south. In his eyes there was no homecoming excitement; no nostalgia, no flaming of resentment, nothing but indifference.