C4

While Yang Bai pondered in confusion. There were also people in the capital who were confused about their own lives.

Under the night sky, the capital, Chang'an, was like a sleeping lion, quiet and dignified at the same time. It made people yearn for it, but at the same time, it made them feel depressed. This place represented the supreme authority, and also represented the endless struggle for power.

The night was bright with bright lights, and the streets were bustling with people and cars. This was a scene of prosperity that people saw. The darkness that was hidden behind the light was ignored by others.

"Fight, fight, fight. Is this position really that good? I don't even want my brotherly affection for this position. " The middle-aged man suddenly threw the cup in his hand to the ground and roared at the door.

The black shadow just stood there silently without replying. The middle-aged man didn't expect the black figure to say anything, so he just muttered to himself.

"Sitting in this position, you can't do anything by yourself. The four great families of Dongfang, Nangong, Ximen, and Beiye had cleared out the four states of East, South, West, and North. The southeast and southwest region are separated by the small and middle-sized families. The only things left for me are the desolate Northwest Region, the chaotic Northeast Region, and the Central Region where the Imperial City is located. What a joke, it was laughable that these unfilial sons, in order to fight for the throne, had actually secretly distributed the benefits of Central State to the four hungry wolves. "I'm not dead yet!"

He threw out everything he could get his hands on. To be able to make this carefree and calm Emperor of the Tang Empire rage like this was no small matter.

He seemed to have used up all of his strength just now when throwing the items. The Tang Emperor, Li Shiqian, sat paralyzed on his throne, his face pale and his eyes filled with disappointment.

"These sons of mine are all disappointing. As the crown prince, the eldest was a good-for-nothing. The third, fourth, fifth and sixth were short-sighted people. To ally with the four noble families in order to gain more support, wasn't this just scheming against the tigers? It was not easy for an old eighth brother to act like this, but they had no choice but to flee to the palace. Sigh! "When an official sits in power, the imperial power falls. When sons fight, does the heavens want our Li family to perish?" Li Shi shouted with a heart wrenching roar.

"I, the emperor, am truly useless. I can't control the country, and I can't even protect my own son. Cough, cough, cough! " The more Li Shiqian spoke, the more agitated he became. Blood gushed into his heart and he began to cough up blood.

"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon's body!" The shadow said, "Should we send someone to protect the eighth prince's safety?"

"No need! They'll be more dangerous if they send people. My four sons and four great families won't let them go. Wipe away all traces of their departure and let them disappear without a trace! The road ahead is up to him. "

"Yes sir!" The shadow slowly faded.

Li Shiqian was the only person left in the hall. In this room which represented the peak of power, he seemed so lonely and lonely.

Li Shiqian reigned for more than thirty years. When he had taken over this land from his father, he had been full of ambition to create a Golden Age Emperor, ZTE Li Tang. However, it was only after he took over that he slowly realized how bountiful his dreams were and how hard reality was.

Over 2000 years ago, the four great clans of Dongfang, Nangong, Ximen, and Beiye accompanied the founding emperor Li Longzhen to wage wars everywhere, establishing the foundation of the Great Tang Empire.

As the founder of the empire, the founder of the empire bestowed rewards on the four clans. In addition, he gave a large piece of land to the four clans of the Eastern, Southern, Western, and Northern Regions to guard the Eastern, Southern, Western, and Northern parts of the empire.

After more than two thousand years of development, the past emperors had done nothing to the four great clans, causing them to be unable to change their behavior. The Dongfang family controlled the Eastern Region, the Nangong family controlled the Southern Region, the Ximen family controlled the Western Region, and the Beiye family controlled the Northern Region.

The emperor's order was completely useless in the four prefectures. The majority of the officials in the four prefectures were made up of people from the four great families. The taxes of the four prefectures were also handed over to the four great families.

After becoming the emperor, Li Shiqian had thought of weakening the four great families, but the four great families had already established themselves, and their combined power was no weaker than the royal family. If they forcefully suppressed the four great families, both sides would suffer. Furthermore, the border had not been peaceful recently, so he needed the help of the four families to guard the border.

Fighting openly and secretly with the four great families for more than thirty years had already consumed most of Li Shiqian's strength. The noble words he had once spoken had faded away as years passed. Over 30 years of youth and age had brought back the sick and crippled rivers and mountains, and over 30 years of hard work had gone into the river without leaving any trace. Rivers and mountains were still the same, but people were getting old.

The Diaoyu Empire in the northeast and the Western Empire in the northwest were growing stronger, and the border conflicts were increasing. The social environment of internal and external troubles made the emperor's heart haggard. For the sake of obtaining the throne, the princes did not hesitate to lure wolves into the palace, causing despair to well up in his heart.

"A rotten mountain requires a thunderbolt to be healed. If I am forced into a corner, I will risk my life just to fight you to the death."

Li Shiqian's eyes were filled with a crazed coldness, but he soon let out a helpless sigh. He still did not have the courage to fight to the death.

The night grew darker and darker, and the light in the hall swayed with the invisible wind, seeming so lonely.

… ….

A carriage drove out of the city through a dark alley. A young man about 20 years of age was sitting on the carriage, desperately looking around. He stopped the carriage and jumped out to check the direction the carriage had come from.

After a while, the young man ran back to the carriage and respectfully said to the people in the carriage, "Master, no one is following us. "Where are we going next?"

A teenage boy opened the front curtain of the carriage and stuck his head out. His pale face was filled with nervousness and fear. His dazed eyes looked around at the surrounding pitch-black environment, and finally looked towards the brightly lit Imperial City behind the carriage as he spoke to the young man.

"Go?" Where to? This world is so big, where can I find a place to stay? My mother left early, and my royal brothers didn't allow me to do so. In the past, there were even some uncles who supported me, so I wouldn't be left without any help. Now that my uncle has been framed as a rebel, the whole family has been executed. This is obviously because my royal brothers want to kill me. They had the support of the four great clans behind them, and the four great clans held the majority of the imperial government. Even their royal father could do nothing to them. Now that they were going to attack me, where could I escape to? My uncle and his family are in jail, and I can't save them. I hate myself for being so useless! "

The more the youth spoke, the more agitated he became. Tears streamed down his face as he held his head.

"Mistress, please take care. If you leave, there will be no worries. Only if you survive will you have the chance to avenge Lord Lin's family."

"Revenge?" Revenge! I want to live, I want revenge! " The youth's words shocked the youth awake. The youth's eyes slowly turned from confusion to determination. Something called hatred helped him straighten his back.

The young man turned his head, his bloodshot eyes staring at the palace behind him, "Little Li, do you think we'll come back in the future?"

"We will, we will come back. We will definitely come back!" Little Plum said with great certainty.

The horse carriage set off once more, heading towards the distance through the forks in the road outside the city. When they returned, what would become of the storm of blood and gore that would ensue?

The originally clear night sky was covered by a layer of dark clouds. Slowly the dark clouds became denser and denser. A sudden clap of thunder arose in the irrepressible sky, followed by the world of rain, and then by the disturbance that washed away the traces left behind by all things in the world.