Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Qin Qiong just smiled at the comments from later generations.

In comparison, he did have regrets. After all, as a general, it would be a pity to die without hitting Hu.

As for how a third-grade official can be considered a regret?

It would be better to say that he, a veteran who had not made any achievements during the Zhenguan years, could still be ranked in Lingyan Pavilion, which would make him more honored and favored.

Yuchi Jingde felt a little resentful for Qin Qiong:

It seems like, if we go on an expedition next year, it would be better for me to serve as Shu Bao's deputy first.

Patting her chest slightly, Qin Qiong told her two old friends not to worry:

What's the difference between first and last?

The two of them talked quietly aside, but Li Shimin was stunned for a moment:

So, Zhao Song and I can still be called township parties?

In this way, Li Shimin's mood became more and more complicated. He was from the Tang Dynasty and was from the same hometown. As a result, he was directly pointed at his nose by later generations and said that his martial arts was the weakest in thousands of years.

How could there be so much difference?

Du Ruhui also found it difficult to evaluate for a while.

If this Zhao Song was born in Zhuojun, it seems that Zhuojun was later lost, and the ancestral land was not preserved.

If one were to follow the posthumously recognized ancestral home of Tianshui, it would be even more unpalatable with the start of the Tang Dynasty, and the Southern Song Dynasty probably did not even preserve Tianshui.

Moreover, the two words that Guangmu inadvertently said made Du Ruhui frown suddenly:

Jin Dynasty?

Fang Xuanling knew what Du Ruhui was thinking, because he also recalled:

Previously, the light curtain mentioned that when Queen Xiao of that country in the Song Dynasty was also called the Liao Kingdom.

Could it be that... these Jin and Liao belong to China?

The two prime ministers looked at each other, and for a moment they felt that Song Zhen was uncomfortable looking at him horizontally and vertically.

Judging from the two of them, the Song Yuan Dynasty cannot be called a unified country, and the situation of the Liao and Jin Dynasties is probably quite similar to that of the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

However, after all, relatively little was known about this matter, so the two of them just said a few words and gave up for the time being.

After all, according to the temperament of future generations, sooner or later they will talk about the Song Dynasty. We will know when the time comes.

At this moment...the two of them stared intently in front of them. The scenery of the future on the light screen gradually faded, and the map they had seen many times came into view again.

[Okay, let’s briefly talk about Zhangyu’s gameplay.

The story we are going to tell today starts with a woman.

During the reign of Emperor Gaozong, there was a woman named Chunyu in Luoyang who was imprisoned in Dali Temple for murdering her husband.

The witnesses and material evidence are all there, and according to the law, he should be executed. It should be a very simple case.

But what is extraordinary is that this Chunyu family is extremely beautiful, which can be said to be famous in Luoyang City.

At this time, Prime Minister Li Yifu who came to Luoyang for inspection was very curious, how beautiful could it be?

Taking advantage of his position, Li Yifu went to Dali Temple to have a look with his own eyes and was completely captivated, which opened the curtain of the whole matter.

And who is Li Yifu? Gaozong's confidant and Empress Wu's good dog. When Li Zhi became the prince, Li Yifu followed him as a dog. It can be said that he was the confidant of his confidants.

When the powerful minister wanted a female prisoner, the Dali Temple Prime Minister was very sensible. After some manipulations, the beautiful woman Chunyu was sent to Li Yifu's home.

But Duan Baoxuan, the minister of Dali Temple in Luoyang, couldn't stand this, so he wrote a eloquent article directly:

Shock! The prime minister of the dynasty was self-denial and devoted to the public affairs, and he righteously sent the female prisoners to the Prime Minister's Mansion to serve their sentences! 》

Because it concerned the prime minister, Li Zhi couldn't pretend to be dead, so he finally appointed two people to review the case.

Those who were appointed were Liu Rengui and Zhang Lun, the imperial censor.

In fact, it can be seen from the official rank that Li Zhi wants to reduce big things to small ones.

They are also prime ministers, and those handling the case for Changsun Wuji are Li Jingzong and Xu Jingzong, both of whom are prime ministers.

Liu Rengui and Zhang Lun were in the fifth rank and in the sixth rank. If they wanted to interrogate the prime minister, they would kill a cow with a chicken butcher's knife.

Li Yifu and Li Zhi had a tacit understanding. They understood Gaozong's attitude when they saw Liu Rengui, so they quickly cut the knot and forced the prime minister of Dali Temple to hang himself, claiming that there was no evidence to prove his death.

However, what Li Yifu and Li Zhi didn't expect was that they would encounter two tough guys this time.

After all, Liu Rengui was someone that Li Shimin didn't even give him face. Li Zhi wanted to fool him, but naturally there was only one result:

Liu Rengui was bound to stab Li Zhi in the butt with a knife to open Gaozong's eyes.

In the final analysis, this case is not complicated, and the methods in the process of perverting the law are extremely straightforward. Zhang Lun went on strike and refused, and Liu Rengui made it clear through the investigation alone, and then threw a memorial directly in front of Emperor Gaozong. You can figure it out. .

But this year was 659. On the one hand, it was the last moment to kill Changsun Wuji. On the other hand, Li Yifu was indeed a good dog, and the bite left Changsun Wuji paralyzed.

In the end, Liu Rengui's memorial was left unpublished and could not be read back. Li Yifu, who reacted, handed over the same memorial. This time Gaozong responded at the speed of light:

Liu Rengui was deposed as the governor of Qingzhou.

It seems that all the old ministers of Taizong's period were late bloomers, and Liu Rengui was no exception.

From this demotion, Liu Rengui, who was fifty-eight years old and possessed both civil and military skills, began a truly magnificent chapter in his life. 】

Li Shimin's brows furrowed again, feeling that the fun he had gained from watching Liu Rengui, a newcomer, was quickly wiped out.

Light Screen rarely said that a minister was a treacherous person in such a straightforward manner, but when he said this, it basically meant that the person had no redeeming qualities.

It's just that he never thought that the traitor would be so close to him this time. Is he an official of the Eastern Palace under the Prince's rule?

No... there are still merits.

Li Shimin also quickly figured it out:

Support his cronies and fight against his uncle.

Then think of the prince's body that has been tortured by diseases all year round.

Perhaps the support of Li Yifu is the so-called political means, but...

Li Shimin sighed faintly, it was a strange way after all.

Instead of supporting such good-for-nothing people, we might as well support some cruel officials...

Then two people present widened their eyes.

Changsun Wuji stared at Li Shi, with one thought in his mind:

Naigong actually fell into the hands of Wagangzhai!

Both Xu Jingzong and Li Shihuang were former ministers of the Qin Palace, but if we go back further, they both came from Wagang Village.

Li Mi surrendered to His Majesty only after his defeat, but in the end he teamed up with his close nephew to kill him?

Changsun Wuji was a little confused. What on earth had he done to make people so angry?

Anyway, even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't believe that he would rebel. How could he, a majestic prince of the country, plot against his own nephew?

Li Shi was too guilty to look at him, even though Changsun Wuji had no official position now, and even though Changsun Wuji was not as good as him in terms of military achievements in the future or now.

But he is the queen’s brother after all... Just pretend you didn’t see it.

If Changsun Wuji was puzzled, then Liu Rengui was at a loss.

He only became an official at the age of fifty-eight, and he offended the prime minister because of his outspokenness and daring to remonstrate. In addition, he was demoted to Qingzhou. Looking at it horizontally and vertically, Liu Rengui felt that based on this development, he would be buried in a foreign land.

The emperor beside him was deep in thought and worried about his son. The generals were more curious about Liu Rengui, but they were all sitting far away.

Changsun Wuji was using his eyes to strike at Li Shi, Hou Junji was watching Changsun Wuji having fun, and Wei Zheng and Fang Du were exchanging opinions softly.

Sun Simiao sighed, showed an elder's attitude, patted Liu Rengui on the shoulder and said:

Since future generations will say this, let's just take a look at it. Your name will definitely be passed down through the ages and shock China.

Liu Rengui felt that the size of his eye sockets was almost not enough.

Ever since he received His Majesty's personal letter, he always felt that the development of things had repeatedly exceeded his understanding.

Famous and powerful in China, do you know what the difficulty is?

Unless the smoke from his old Liu family's ancestral grave can rise hundreds of feet!