bayedsolid Chapter 794 Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty
Chapter 794 Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty
In the Liangyi Hall, the incense was curling up, and the curling smoke outlined hazy light and shadows under the dim candlelight.
In the gilded incense burner, agarwood is burning slowly, emitting a light and lingering fragrance that fills the entire palace.
Li Zhi sat quietly on the armchair, his eyes deep and complex, staring intently at the portrait that had just been hung on the wall.
In the portrait, Li Chengqian is wearing a bright yellow dragon robe with dragon patterns embroidered with gold thread, which looks lifelike, as if it will take off into the sky at any time.
He sat on the armchair, looking dignified and calm, with an innate confidence in his eyes.
The painter's skills are superb, and he has portrayed Li Chengqian's charm vividly. He looks as if he is still alive in the portrait, and his eyes seem to penetrate time and space, meeting Li Zhi's eyes.
Li Zhi stared at the portrait in silence for a long time. Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice deep and seasoned, with a hint of confusion: "Royal brother, after the opening of the trade route, it seems that things are not so terrible. The economy of our Tang Dynasty has grown rapidly, and the people live and work in peace and contentment."
"The East Market and the West Market are bustling with traffic and people all day long, presenting a scene of prosperity."
He paused, a look of worry flashing in his eyes. "However, according to your wishes, I have begun the Western Expedition, but it is too difficult. If the war is not over by next year, the treasury of the Tang Dynasty will be broken. All officials are against my continuing the Western Expedition."
At this point, his tone was filled with helplessness. "Every battle consumes countless treasuries, supplies, and troops. Looking at the casualties and the dwindling treasury, I really don't know how much further we can go on this path."
"I can feel that my control over the court is slowly weakening. Many people are dissatisfied, but they dare not speak out. If the world is truly for all, can they tolerate my Li family?"
Li Zhi's voice gradually choked.
"In the court, the open and covert struggles never cease. Those old ministers, on the surface, are respectful to me, but behind the scenes, they all have their own agendas."
"I'm implementing new policies to make the Tang Dynasty a better place, but they're hindering me at every turn, pretending to obey but secretly disobeying."
"I'm really tired, brother..."
As he spoke, Li Zhi fell silent for a moment, his eyes full of anticipation. "Brother, to be honest, I feel a little regretful. I don't know if you can tell me what to do if you are still alive."
However, in the empty Liangyi Palace, only his voice echoed, and no response was received.
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The dazzling sunlight shone through the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows onto Li Jiangning's face.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him suddenly became bright. The surrounding scene was no longer the solemn and majestic Liangyi Palace, but a luxurious hotel.
Lying on the soft big bed, he rubbed his eyes, his eyes full of confusion.
"What am I doing..." He muttered to himself, his voice still dazed as if he had just woken up from a dream.
He had a dream that he became Li Chengqian and became the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
In his dream, he experienced the prosperity and crisis of the Tang Dynasty and felt the glory and helplessness of being an emperor.
At this moment, although the dream has dissipated, the real feeling still lingers in my heart and cannot be shaken off.
For some reason, he felt empty inside, as if he had lost something important.
He lay on the bed, quietly recalling everything in his dream.
Those days in the Tang Dynasty, those interactions with the ministers, and those efforts made for the development of the country all come so clearly to my mind.
He thought of Su Zhi, the gentle and virtuous woman, whose every frown and smile were deeply imprinted in his heart.
Thinking of his son and daughter, their innocent and lovely appearance was his biggest concern in his dream.
Thinking of his students, those ambitious young people, and their aspirations for the future, he felt infinite hope.
I thought of Qin Ruzhao and Zhang Xianhuai, who gave him countless support and help on his way to governing the country.
Thinking of his old friend, the days when he talked about poetry and philosophy and drank with him were the most beautiful memories in his dream.
He pulled out his phone and checked the time: 8 a.m. Sunlight filtered through the gauze curtains, casting dappled shadows across the room.
He unconsciously took out his cell phone and started searching, typing in the words "History of the Tang Dynasty" with his fingers trembling slightly.
The search results came out quickly. History had not changed. Everything was the same as he knew. Li Chengqian did not become emperor, but was demoted for treason.
All of this seemed fake, and a feeling of emptiness filled his heart.
But why did it feel so real? Were those emotions, those experiences, really just a dream?
He lay on the big bed in the hotel, which was a five-star hotel with luxurious decoration and complete facilities.
The soft mattress and crisp white sheets all showed off the luxury and comfort of this place. As he lay there, he seemed to think of something and sat up suddenly, a familiar figure gradually flashing through his mind.
He subconsciously took out the unlimited bank card that the mysterious boss had given him.
Since getting this card, his life has changed dramatically. From an ordinary person struggling to make a living, he suddenly lives the life of a rich man.
Luxury cars, luxury houses, luxury goods, things that were once out of reach are now within reach.
However, he still didn't know why the boss did this and was full of doubts.
"No, no!" he muttered, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, as if he thought of something.
He took out his cell phone, quickly found the boss's number in the address book, and called without hesitation.
The line was quickly connected, and a familiar voice came over: "Hello?"
Hearing the familiar voice from the other side, Li Jiangning's lips moved slightly, and his voice trembled a little: "It's me."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then a faint voice said, "Long time no see."
"Hmm..." Li Jiangning responded.
"I'm at the usual place." The voice on the other end of the phone sounded again.
"I'm coming to find you."
Li Jiangning said this firmly, then hung up the phone. He could hear his heartbeat, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.
He quickly put on his clothes, tidied up his appearance, and walked towards the place he remembered.
It was a luxurious manor located on the edge of the city, surrounded by green trees and a quiet environment.
The taxi was parked outside the estate and could not enter.
Li Jiangning got out of the car and looked at the manor in front of him. An inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart.
Something flashed through his mind. Back then, in Nanjing, this place seemed to have been awarded by him to Zhang Xianhuai and Qin Ruzhao. The scene at that time loomed in his mind, though blurry, yet terrifyingly real.
When the security guards at the door saw Li Jiangning, they let him in immediately after receiving the news.
Li Jiangning slowly walked into this wealthy area, his pace unconsciously slowing down.
Only then did he realize that many of the houses around him were vacant and silent.
I didn’t know why before, I couldn’t see it at all.
In a manor deep in this wealthy area, a young man with long hair and wearing a green robe slowly walked out.
His steps were calm and graceful, his long hair casually draped over his shoulders, gently fluttering in the breeze, adding a touch of ethereal elegance to him.
The material of the green robe looked extremely exquisite, with delicate dark patterns embroidered on it. It shone faintly in the sunlight, highlighting the extraordinary status.
Everyone knows that the entire manor here belongs to him alone.
This person is everyone's boss. In everyone's impression, he is like a rich second-generation young man who loves to play cosplay and hardly ever goes out unless there is something to do.