Chapter 102

【Fault Two: Tyrannical without limit, extravagant by nature.

In order to tour the south, Yang Guang built dragon boats and palaces along the way, costing a huge amount of money, not only laboring the people and wasting money, but also causing the people to live in misery.

Three expeditions to Goguryeo, engaging in aggressive warfare, not only suffered heavy losses but also intensified social contradictions.】

The picture turned into a fleet of dragon boats stretching for thousands of miles, with ships connecting and flags covering the sun. Palaces and villas were built along the way, extremely luxurious.

After a while, it turned into the Sui army's expedition to Goguryeo, with corpses strewn across the fields, returning in defeat, and smoke rising everywhere in the country, with constant uprisings.

"Touring the south? Playing? Building dragon boats and palaces?"

Yang Jian was trembling with anger, "Rebellious son! Rebellious son!"

"The Empress and I have been frugal all our lives, and the palace expenses have been simplified. You actually dared to be so extravagant, laboring the people and wasting money, just for playing."

"And Goguryeo... three expeditions, suffering heavy losses, you... are you trying to empty the foundation of the Great Sui?!"

Dugu Qieluo was already in tears. She never thought that the good son who "didn't like sound and color" would be like this in private.

Extravagant playing, aggressive warfare, where is there any appearance of the teachings of her and the Emperor?

"Dragon boats touring the south? Tsk tsk, this lineup is bigger than the First Emperor's tour, right?"

Liu Bang marveled, "But the First Emperor's tour at least had the meaning of deterring the four directions and declaring imperial power. This Yang Guang just did it for playing?"

"And three expeditions to Goguryeo, hitting it once doesn't work and hitting it three times? This head is really iron!"

Liu Che frowned: "Loving to show off, engaging in aggressive warfare, this is the way to death."

"Even if you want to conquer those who don't submit, you must act according to your ability. How can you be so regardless of the cost and act arbitrarily? This Yang Guang has lost the wisdom of a monarch."

Li Shimin looked at the scene of the Goguryeo war, his eyes sharp,

"Goguryeo... is indeed a heart-and-gut disease of my Central Plains."

"However, the way of using troops lies in knowing oneself and the enemy, and the timing and location."

"Such a rash conscription, wasting national power, is truly unwise. Yang Guang's defeat is not the fault of the war, but a man-made disaster."

Wei Zheng said heartbrokenly: "Your Majesty, the warning of the former Sui is bloody. Extravagance leads to wasting money, wasting money leads to heavy taxes, heavy taxes lead to people's resentment, and people's resentment leads to a dangerous country."

"Aggressive warfare is adding frost to snow. Internal and external troubles arise together, how can it not perish?"

Cheng Yaojin was speechless: "This emperor is really good at enjoying himself, and also really good at fighting."

"Both weak and loving to play, even if there is a mine at home, it can't withstand such squandering! Oh, he had a Great Sui Dynasty, and he squandered it away."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: "Extravagance without limit will lead to an empty treasury; aggressive warfare will make the people live in misery."

"Adding the two together, the sign of a dying country is already obvious. This Yang Guang has walked the way of a dying country all over."

Zhu Yuanzhang said hatefully: "Look, this is the standard process of a spendthrift. First, toss the common people hard, build this and that, then spend money to enjoy, and then fight wars to show off military achievements!"

"Inside and out, the family fortune is squandered away. If I had such a son, I wouldn't wait for the sky screen to strike; I would break his legs myself!"

Zhu Biao and Zhu Di nodded repeatedly, deeply agreeing.

【Fault Three: Final outcome, destruction of country and death.

Because of his tyranny, insurgent armies rose everywhere.

In the end, he was strangled in Jiangdu (now Yangzhou) by his subordinate Yuwen Huaji, and the Sui Dynasty also perished in the second generation, becoming one of the famous short-lived dynasties in Chinese history.】

In the picture, the flames of war were everywhere, and rebel flags were standing. The once brilliant Daxing City (Chang'an) fell into chaos.

In the Jiangdu Palace, the once arrogant Emperor Yang Guang was forced into a desperate situation by his former confidant Yuwen Huaji, and a white silk ended the life of this tyrant.

The flag of the Great Sui fell in the smoke of war.

"Yuwen Huaji... strangled... perished in the second generation..."

Yang Jian muttered repeatedly, every word like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

His vision went black, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood again, his figure staggering.

"Your Majesty!"

Dugu Qieluo and the attendants hurriedly supported him.

Yang Jian pushed everyone away, staring fixedly at the sky screen, his eyes blood-red, looking like a madman.

"Rebellious son! Wicked son!"

"You destroyed my Great Sui country, you destroyed my life's hard work, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"

He turned his head abruptly and roared with all his strength,

"Summon Yang Guang, let him roll over here immediately!"

Soon, the young, humble and filial-looking Prince of Jin, Yang Guang, was brought in by the attendants.

He didn't know what had happened, only feeling the oppressive atmosphere in the hall, and the faces of the Father Emperor and Mother Empress were extremely ugly.

"Your son pays respects to Father Emperor and Mother Empress."

Yang Guang bowed respectfully, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"Rebellious son, look, you look at it for me!"

Yang Jian pointed at the sky screen, his voice hoarse and trembling.

Yang Guang looked up and happened to see the scene of himself (the future himself) being strangled on the sky screen, as well as the eye-piercing characters "Tenth Place on the List of Muddled Emperors—Emperor Yang of Sui, Yang Guang," "destruction of country and death," and "perished in the second generation."

In an instant, Yang Guang was struck by lightning, his face pale as paper, and cold sweat poured down all over his body.

His legs went soft, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop."

"Fa... Father Emperor! This... this is not true, your son is wronged!"

"Your son has been loyal to Father Emperor and Mother Empress, frugal and self-disciplined, how could... how could it be as the sky screen said?"

"This must be someone framing me, it's... it's Big Brother! Yes, it must be Big Brother Yang Yong who is jealous of your son and created this illusion!"

He still wanted to quibble and splash dirty water on Crown Prince Yang Yong.

"Shut up!"

Yang Jian was furious, grabbed the horse whip on the imperial desk, and whipped Yang Guang's head and face,

"At this point, you still dare to quibble, and still dare to slander your brother."

The whip in Yang Jian's hand carried a whistling wind, whipping Yang Guang fiercely, and the gorgeous prince's robe instantly tore, skin and flesh blooming.

Yang Guang let out a shrill scream, rolling on the ground and begging for mercy:

"Father Emperor, spare my life, Father Emperor, spare my life! Your son knows he is wrong, your son will never dare again!"

"Dare not? What else do you dare not do!"

Yang Jian was furious and couldn't stop at all,

"Extravagant playing, aggressive warfare, abusing the people's strength, causing chaos in the world, and making my Great Sui perish in the second generation!"

"I... I will beat you to death today, you rebellious son who harms the country and the people!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, calm your anger!"

Dugu Qieluo was also extremely hateful at first, but seeing her son beaten to the point of flesh and blood, she was her own flesh and blood after all, and couldn't help but feel distressed, stepping forward to stop him.

"Empress, move aside!"

Yang Jian was in a fit of anger, pushed Dugu Qieluo away, and continued to wave the whip,

"A kind mother has a spoiled son. It is because you and I spoiled him too much on weekdays that he developed such a hypocritical and cruel character!"

"If he is not severely punished today, how can I be worthy of my ancestors, how can I be worthy of the people of the world."

The whip struck one after another, causing Yang Guang to scream repeatedly, rolling on the ground, his nose and tears covering his face, no longer caring about any prince's dignity, or the mask of humility and filial piety.

In the end, Yang Jian whipped him twenty times, until he was panting, before throwing the blood-stained horse whip on the ground.

Yang Guang was already dying, lying on the ground, only breathing out, not breathing in, his whole body covered in blood.

Yang Jian pointed at Yang Guang, who was as soft as mud, and said sternly to the terrified attendants and the ministers and princes (including Crown Prince Yang Yong) who heard the news:

"Listen to me, and I also ask the ten thousand dynasties of the heavens to witness. Prince of Jin, Yang Guang, has a loss of virtue, is tyrannical and ungrateful, and is not fit for use!"

"From today on, strip him of all titles and official positions, confine him in the mansion, and without my decree, he shall never be allowed to go out!"