Chapter Ninety-Two Till the beloved returns, there shall be no parting (I)
Word Number：234
Author：一曲雨霖铃
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Release Time：2025-10-08
For decades I have sought a dream, till thirty thousand strands of hair turned to snow. The Strategies of the Kaiyuan era astonished both Heaven and men; within court and countryside alike, fond remembrance abides, and in the annals of history, a name remains. Yet in later years, storms and tempests mocked me, Heaven decreeing that my wishes should not be fulfilled. The hearts of men weigh heavy, and the heart of the Way lies shattered; the youth may behold the man grown old. Thus beneath the skies abides eternal lament. Now it is told of the affair of the Chamberlain Lu Huaishen, that Emperor Xuanzong was greatly stricken with grief, and even in the depth of night he reproached himself without cease, unable to find repose. On the morrow, when the funeral rites of Lu Huaishen were completed, Xuanzong gathered the civil and military officials in the Hall of Administration and ascended the throne, saying: “Lu, Our beloved minister, was in life incorrupt and devoted wholly to state and people. At his death he had not even the wealth for burial. My heart is pierced with sorrow. I am resolved to increase the stipends of all ranks of officials. What say you, my ministers?” The assembled officials, hearing this, answered with one accord: “Your Majesty is most enlightened.” Xuanzong then said: “So let the Ministries of Rites and Revenue deliberate upon the particul
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