Chapter 1: I am Emperor Gong of Sui
Hiss!
A heart-wrenching and lung-splitting pain came, startling Yang You awake from his dream.
Suddenly opening his eyes, he exerted himself at the waist, wanting to turn over and stretch out his body, when another severe pain struck.
Yang You couldn't help but let out a miserable cry, the intense pain made him not dare to move again, staying in bed for a long time before feeling slightly more comfortable.
This kind of pain Yang You had deeply experienced before.
That was during his university summer vacation, in order to make up for the tuition fees of the next semester, Yang Youyi followed his fellow villager to the construction site without hesitation.
Under the urging of his black-hearted boss, Yang You worked for a whole night on the construction site.
The next day when Yang You woke up, his whole body was filled with this feeling of being both alive and dead.
But after graduating from university, although I was still "carrying bricks", at least I got rid of the physical labor's torment, how could I still have this feeling.
Did I travel back in time to when I was in college? Yang You's heart was filled with wild joy.
As a seasoned fan of the internet, Yang You has always yearned for rebirth. If he were to really travel back in time and be reborn, he would definitely want to live a life that is magnificent and extraordinary, rather than being unknown and obscure like he is now.
Thinking of this, Yang You couldn't help but feel a thrill in his heart and turned his head to look around.
No way! This isn't my own messy and dirty dorm room!
At this time, Yang You suddenly found himself in a strange room, and it was an ancient-style room. The all-wooden bed, chairs, windows were carved with exquisite patterns. Having been used to modern society, Yang You could only use one word to describe the house - classical.
It's indeed classical, but this kind of classic is not like some modern retro buildings that are gaudy, it's a genuine classic feeling from the heart.
After thinking for a long time, Yang You had an acceptable guess. It seemed that he really crossed over, but not back to his university days, but rather to ancient times.
Slightly tilt your head back and feel a thread of coolness drifting down from the top of your head.
Taking a closer look, I saw that not far from the head of the bed was placed a small stool with a copper basin on it. In the basin was half a basin of white ice cubes emitting a faint coolness. The topmost ice cube was slowly melting and there was quite a bit of icy water at the bottom of the copper basin.
Yang You quickly shook off his downcast mood and soon felt secretly delighted. Without saying anything else, just by looking at the room's furnishings, he looked at this ice basin, it must be a wealthy family.
In ancient times, making ice was not as simple as it is now. In order to use ice in the summer, people had to collect a large amount of ice in winter and store it in an underground cellar, sealing it tightly until summer arrived. The whole process was very cumbersome and costly, so ordinary small households could not afford such things.
Isn't all your hard work in your past life for a rich life?
Now in ancient times, and being in a wealthy family, with such a strong capital, relying on one's own leading knowledge, wanting to become rich is not easy.
Yang You couldn't help but secretly rejoice at this thought, as if seeing millions of gold and silver rolling in towards him.
Suddenly, Yang You thought of something and his face changed. He raised his hand again, and another wave of pain came over him. This time, Yang You didn't care about the pain in his body and hurriedly searched himself, checking his own body.
After a while, Yang You let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was still a man. The dog-blooded thing of transforming into something else hadn't happened to himself. It seemed that he had been too heavy-handed in the past.
No transformation had taken place, but he had shrunk in size; Yang You looked at his small hands and feet with tears of frustration welling up in his eyes.
This is just the body of a thirteen or fourteen year old!
Ouch
Just as Yang You was lamenting his fate, the door creaked open and a figure slipped into the room.
Yang You cautiously looked at the figure entering the room, and the figure gently closed the door, as if afraid of disturbing the people resting in the room.
Yang You turned his head to glance at the figure that had entered the room. The figure hadn't noticed that Yang You was already awake, and carefully swept the floor with a gentle yet practiced motion, clearly a task he often performed.
Yang You suddenly felt very strange, because he somehow thought this person looked like a eunuch.
Fortunately suffered the devastation of later generations of palace drama, almost every dynasty's eunuchs have appeared on the screen. Such a classic costume is indeed very impressive.
It's not possible, it's definite, because he heard that classic sound.
Your Highness, you're awake.
That eunuch suddenly turned his head and found Yang You with his eyes open, shouting in a sharp voice, but instead of directly rushing to the bed, he knelt down on the ground with a thud.
Your Highness?
Yang You shook his head in confusion, was he being called?
You are... Wang Xi.
Yang You originally wanted to ask the other person's name, but his mouth involuntarily said it out loud, as if he was very familiar with him.
"It's really the slave girl!"; The eunuch replied with joy.
Wang Xi is about thirty years old, with a white face and no beard, of medium build.
But at this moment, a eunuch like him was lying on Yang You's bed, staring at you with a surprised face, which felt very strange.
Slave?
When he heard a middle-aged man in his thirties call himself a slave, Yang You felt a chill run down his spine.
Can't help but recall whether I knew this person, just used my brain for a moment, and suddenly a sharp pain, as if countless information was forcibly poured into the sea of consciousness.
After a dizziness, Yang You suddenly found that there was an extra memory in his mind. At this time, he finally knew his identity.
It turns out that the original owner of this body was also named Yang Yu, but he was not an unknown minor like his previous self. Perhaps the name Yang Yu is unfamiliar to everyone, but his grandfather must be known to you, and he is the famous Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty.
Yang Guang spent his life pursuing great achievements, and the era name was even named Daye. He opened the Grand Canal, conquered the Turks, and established a tributary system for vassal kingdoms.
There is no doubt that Yang Guang was a capable emperor, but the excessive use of labor force made the Great Sui River and Mountain full of holes, three expeditions to Goguryeo caused huge casualties, and finally being killed in Jiangdu, he is one of the most controversial emperors in history.
Yang You's father was Yuan De Taizi Yang Zhao. Taizi Yang Zhao died young and left behind three sons.
The eldest son, Yan Wang Yang Xiang, followed Yang Guang on his third trip down the Yangtze River and was later killed by Yuwen Huaji.
The second son, Yang Yong, King of Yue, was left to guard Luoyang. After Yang Guang was killed in Jiangdu, he was proclaimed emperor by the officials in Luoyang, with the era name Mingtai. He was later killed by Wang Shichong.
Yang You, also known as Yang Yong, was made King of Dai. After Li Yuan entered Daxing, he was used by Li Yuan as a puppet emperor, with Yang Guang being honored as Taishang Huang (Retired Emperor). After Yang Guang was killed in Jiangdu, Yang You was deposed and soon died, posthumously known as Emperor Gong of Sui.
But history made a subtle change at this time.
Yang You was originally appointed by Yang Guang as the defender of Daxing, and in order to see off Yang Guang's third trip to Jiangdu, he traveled a long distance from Daxing to Luoyang. After sending off Yang Guang and returning, his 13-year-old body finally couldn't hold on and he fell ill, being possessed by a soul from the afterlife.
Yang You didn't know whether he should be congratulating himself or cursing his bad luck. After finally crossing over, he had actually crossed into the body of the last emperor of the Sui Dynasty.
It turns out I am Emperor Gong of Sui.
Yang You lowered his head and looked at his small hands and feet, muttering to himself.
Your Highness must be exhausted from your long journey and feeling unwell. Why don't you summon the imperial physician to come and diagnose you? Wang Xi said with great care.
It's all right, I... The king is just a bit sore, that's all. A little rest will be fine.
Yang You had just crossed over and of course it was better for him to have less contact with people at this time, so he wouldn't let the imperial physician come over.
As for Wang Xi, Yang You could see his panic. He was Yang You's serving eunuch, responsible for his daily life. If something really happened to him, the first one to suffer would be Wang Xi.
Seeing that the substitute king did not agree, Wang Xi did not dare to say anything more. After all, his task was to serve Yang You, but if he angered Yang You because of this, his ending would not be good either.
Moreover, he also knew that Yang You didn't have any illness, just overwork from traveling by boat and carriage, so he didn't persist. Wang Xi, who still had lingering fears in his heart, did not notice anything unusual about Yang You.
Wang Xi didn't suspect anything and Yang You waved his hand, letting Wang Xi leave.
Hearing the soft sound of the door closing again, Yang You heard Wang Xi's footsteps fade away, and only then did he struggle to get up.
Hoarse
Yang Yougang made a move, and a piercing pain came, Yang You couldn't help but feel great sympathy for his predecessor, what a great sin he had suffered!
Struggling to get up, walking down the bed, came to the side of the ice basin. At this time, the ice in the basin had almost melted, turning into a half-basin of icy cold water.
He abruptly plunged his face into the water basin, and the icy water stimulated Yang You to shiver, as if washing away all the heat he had accumulated since his journey.
A splash of water sounded, and Yang You lifted his head with a face full of water. After taking a long breath and wiping off the cold water, he came to a copper mirror.
Looking at the tender face in front of him in the copper mirror, Yang You found that it was surprisingly similar to his own when he was young, with almost no difference.
This
Such a strange scene made Yang You like being struck by lightning. From now on, he still doesn't know how he will travel through time to the Sui Dynasty and become Emperor Yang of Sui.
Now seeing two people so familiar, Yang You suddenly had a little idea, could it be that he and Emperor Yang of Sui were the same person. And his later self was the reincarnation of Emperor Yang of Sui.
Otherwise, how could they have the same name and look so similar. However, this idea is so strange that the more he thinks about it, the more shocked he becomes, and Yang You, who has always believed in atheism, can't help but waver.
Forcing himself to calm down, Yang You began to think about his situation, in his past life he was just a small character.
He is a standard otaku of the 21st century, usually scolding the Fifty Cent Party and shouting slogans to check water meters online. He also occasionally sighs at history, fantasizing that he can travel through time and change the fate of the Chinese nation.
When all this really happened, fate played another joke on him and he actually crossed into the body of the last emperor of the Sui Dynasty.
Familiar with history, Yang You carefully counted the number of powerful people he would face. The biggest boss among them was Li Yuan, and hidden within Li Yuan was another powerful figure, Li Shimin. Apart from Li Yuan, if he managed to survive Li Yuan's attack, he would still have to face the remaining seventeen rebel kings and thirty-six routes of smoke and dust.
Then there were the external Turks, Khitans and Tibetans. The more Yang You counted, the more sorrowful he felt that it seemed like this era had too many geniuses, and his own situation didn't seem very advantageous.
Organizing the memories in his mind, Yang You discovered that he still had a position as a Da Xing Liushou, and now was Yang Guang's third trip to Jiangdu, which means it was currently the 12th year of Daxing, or AD 616, the time when Li Yuan rebelled...
No, it's a rebellion! There is still one year left. Now Li Yuan will come to take his own life, and the set in history books must be abandoned altogether.
Yang You's tragic discovery was that he suddenly stood on the side of the great villain, but it was unknown whether he was being ruthlessly crushed by the wheels of history and began to change the course of history.
"Anyone who wants to take my life will be knocked down, no matter if you are the true son of heaven or not." Yang You looked at himself in the copper mirror, made a fierce face and said viciously.
Anyway, he has over 1,400 years of historical experience and countless advanced scientific knowledge. Yang You secretly made a ruthless determination in his heart, he didn't believe that he couldn't survive in this chaotic world.
Shall we make a machine gun, one shot for each who comes, two shots for every pair that comes.
Build a big cannon and blow him away.
Li Shimin, you'd better go back and prepare for the Xuanwu Gate Incident! Daxing no longer needs you.
Li Mi, you'd better keep running! After all, you've already got a reputation as a "Peach and Plum Thief"!
The entire room was filled with the occasional sound of otaku laughter that was shameless and perverted.
After a long time, the door opened and a wave of heat rushed in, quickly evaporating Yang You's originally wet hair.
The scorching sun was high in the sky, and the intense sunlight shone down on Yang You. Yang You squinted his eyes to adapt to the dazzling sunlight outside for a while, adjusted his clothes, and stepped out of the door.
With a strong determination in his heart, he will no longer become the puppet emperor in history, and he wants to be the biggest villain boss of this era.