Chapter Seventy-one I resent thee not to be like the moon of this world (I)
Word Number:285
Author:一曲雨霖铃
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Release Time:2025-09-28
He said: “When the cunning hare dies, the hound that chased it shall be boiled; when the birds of prey are all gone, the fine bow is hidden away; when the enemy nation is destroyed, the strategists are cast aside. Why dost thou not depart?” Now, when Emperor Zhongzong was restored to the throne, he decreed that the seven princesses—Taiping, Changning, Anle, Yicheng, Xindu, Ding’an, and Jincheng—should each establish their own offices and be attended by officials. Among them, Princess Taiping’s estates were enlarged to five thousand households, and her household was granted soldiers bearing weapons, with sentry posts every ten paces, guarded by day and night, the pomp equal to that of the imperial palace. Yet after the death of Zhang Changzong, Princess Taiping was ever haunted by baleful dreams. One night she tossed and turned into dream, and there before her stood a man, his body drenched in blood. Startled with terror, she cried, “Who art thou?” The man replied, “How forgetful is Your Highness, who, in gaining new favor, hath forgotten Sixth Lang?” At these words he drew near, and upon closer gaze she beheld that it was indeed Zhang Changzong. Before she could speak, Zhang Changzong reproached her, saying, “For Your Highness I braved mountains of blades and seas of fire, yet Your Highness cast me unto death. How could Your Highness be so cruel at heart?” His passion flared, and he shouted: “How could Your Highness prove so ungrateful, so ruthless beyond measure?” No sooner had he spoken than his head fell suddenly, landing in the princess’s hands. With this, she awoke, drenched in cold sweat. Her spirit was thus unsettled, and lying abed ag