196-197: FREEDOM AT LAST
The three years of civil war had finally paid off. Yang Province was no longer under the influence of Tao Shang. Chen Wen and his supporters could finally start building a future for the province and its people. But more importantly for
Yang Weili, the end of hostilities meant that he could go home. Having spent most of the war in a jail cell, he was overjoyed when he learned that Chen Wen had insisted on his release. The Inspector of Yang Province had actually been quite adamant that his friend needed to be freed for any negotiation to take place. Brought on the border between the two provinces, he was personally welcomed by his liege, something extremely difficult has Chen Wen had yet to recover from his severe injuries and had even lost a leg in the fighting. Yang Weili then returned to his own domain, where he was welcomed by his relieved wife, his concubine and his two children. Finally, he was home.
With the peace agreed in late August, the two men could finally sit together and appreciate their success. Years ago, Yang Weili had advised his lord to do two things to bring prosperity to the province: take over Jing Province and free themselves of the influence of Tao Shang. And now they had done it. While Yang Weili was satisfied with what he had achieved in his career, Chen Wen insisted that he stayed, not only as his Commandant but as his closest advisor.
“I have accomplished much thank to you.” Chen Wen said,
“but there is still much to do going forward.” Yang Weili asked why not pick
Hu Zan instead, as he was the one to win the war. But Chen Wen insisted that he needed Yang Weili. He wanted Yang Weili. Hu Zan would simply serve in another role. Seeing how insistent his lord was, the strategist humbly accepted the new responsibility given to him.
Hu Zan wasn’t happy when he learned of this. He had been the one fighting the war while Yang Weili had been captured. He had been the one still standing at the darkest hour when
Liu Siyuan packed his bags and went home. He had been the sole reason this whole war had been turned around and won! He had hoped that this was proof enough that Chen Wen didn’t need his old strategist anymore, that Hu Zan was far more fit for the position of Commandant. But instead, Chen Wen ran back to Yang Weili and gave him back his old post and more. Now, Hu Zan didn’t have any personal enmity toward Yang Weili per say. The strategist was a competent and learned officer, if a bit lazy in his daily life. He was all too happy that the man had survived the war. But he had been the de facto Commandant, and now he was deprived of it instead of being made official. Thankfully, this didn’t mean that his accomplishments had been forgotten. Chen Wen was quick to reward his general with a large quantity of wealth, which he could now afford since he received the local taxes. Hu Zan, who greatly appreciated the new riches, was doubly pleased when he found himself promoted to the rank of Administrator of Jiujiang Commandery. This was a strategic role, as the commandery covered the whole border with their former overlord. This sign of trust was welcomed by Hu Zan, who went from disgruntled to fully satisfied in the span of a few weeks.
Everyone could agree that such victory as theirs had to be celebrated with adequate festivities. Even Yang Weili, who advocated for a tighter grasp on the provincial purse now that they were independent, agreed that celebrations were in order. All the high-ranking officials of Yang and Jing Provinces were invited to Hefei for a massive banquet. Chen Wen even sent an invitation to Liu Siyuan. After all, while his departure in the middle of the war had created tensions at the time, they now stood as allies who won their freedom. But Liu Siyuan refused, as he was still in mourning following his father’s passing. The absence of the scion of the Han did not stop the celebrations, and Chen Wen happily welcomed his subordinates in his provincial capital. The banquet also proved an occasion for him to reward each of them handsomely for their support and help during the war. Even those that simply managed their domains and stayed loyal were given gifts and honors, and the few who used this opportunity to expand were thanked for strengthening the province. The celebrations proved to be a great show of unity. Even the old Lu Jun, who had been critical of Yang Weili and Chen Wen’s plans from the beginning, admitted that things seemed hopeful.
“If this is a sign of what is to come, then my future is as secured as that of the province.” he declared while giving a toast.
And there were many reasons to be hopeful. While Chen Wen was not the most competent administrator, he was surrounded by great men who could assist him in his duties. More than anything, the Inspector of Yang Province wished for his province to prosper and for the common folk to live good lives. This was a goal everyone in Yang Province could get behind. As for the officials of Jing Province, they had first been unsure about Chen Wen, fearing they might just be exploited for Yang’s advantage. But soon they found a lord that cared about them, who rewarded them handsomely and was willing to fight by their side (no matter how bad he was at it). This care and energy solidified their loyalty to him, and many made sure to send everything they could to support him during the rebellion. Geographically, Chen Wen was also gifted with a great position. Yang Province had a large coast from which it could do trade through the sea while Jing Province was a breadbasket and a prime recruitment ground. Of course, even Chen realized that this idyllic situation would eventually be challenged. After all, the rest of the Han Dynasty was still in turmoil. But they would deal with this when the time came. For now, he simply enjoyed what he had achieved.
But as always, there were no rest for those that ruled, and even this cloud of goodwill couldn’t stop problems from arising. This time it came from the south of the province, where a barbarian chief had continued to be an annoyance for everyone. Quaid Quach was a Nanyue, one of the many barbarian groups existing in the south of China. In 192, he had successfully led his tribes into revolt against the Han appointed governor of Jiaozhi Province, securing a large swat of territories for his people. His success would be the first step toward the province’s fall to the barbarians in the later decades. Such victory against the Chinese gave him the gravitas to unite the local tribes and declare himself the High Chief of Nanhai. After failing to “convince” the chief of Nankang to join him, Quaid Quach turned his sight on Yang Province. During the whole struggle for independence, The Nanyues took to raiding the southern borders of Yang and Jing, causing troubles where it wasn’t needed. Due to the fight in the north, Hu Zan (and Chen Wen by association) couldn’t spare men to deal with this issue, leaving it to the southern administrators to handle this. Now that the war was over, many clamored that it was high time to deal with the problem.
No one pleaded more for this than Chen Gengguo, the Administrator of Lingling Commandery. Chen Gengguo’s actual relationship with Chen Wen was dubious and debatable, although he would himself later claim that their fathers were cousins. What was not debatable was his virtuous reputation and his loyalty to his potential relative. A competent official, he showed a decent ability to handle pretty much any tasks his duties as a magistrate would require from him. In 195, just as Hu Zan and Chen Wen were regrouping south, Chen Gengguo was appointed to Lingling Commandery in order to supply the war effort and because they needed someone trustworthy to watch the border with the barbarians. While he did as he could, he found himself depressed at the situation, unable to do more due to his resources being sent to the war effort. Now that the war was over, Chen Gengguo went as far as travelling to Hefei to plead the issue.
So as December 196 was moving to January 197, it was decided that something had to be done about the Nanyues. Chen Wen wanted to go lead the troops himself and ride into battle, but he was convinced by pretty much everyone that it was a terrible idea. He was so hurt he couldn’t even walk. Leading troops was out of the question. He complained, but being unable to get out of bed due to the pain he relented, instead appointing Yang Weili to the task. The Commandant accepted the new affectation and left Hefei to prepare the troops. While he didn’t want to go genocide the barbarians, he did believe that they had to be brought under control. This meant crushing them and crushing them hard. So started writing new strategies for the war to come. It didn’t last long. Barely a few days after he had set up camp, Yang Weili received terrible news from Hefei, news that put the entire campaign on indefinite hold.
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He entered the grounds of the Inspector’s mansion walking as fast as he could, adjusting his hat as he made his way through. He had donned a small white dress that he had grabbed from one of his subordinates. He had forgotten most of his court clothes home when he left for the army camps to prepare the campaign against the Nanyue. He was actually criticized by one of his officers for it. At the time, Yang Weili simply answered with an awkward laugh and a sorry, although he joked that it was not as if this was going to be useful. Oh, how much did he regret not bringing them now.
As he approached the gate of the large building, he was stopped by two guards. They put their spears in front of him, blocking him access. Lacking even his overdress, it wasn’t that surprising that the men didn’t recognize him as an important official.
“Halt!” one of them declared.
“I am to meet with Inspector Chen Wen. Please move aside.” Yang Weili told them.
He was in a hurry, but it didn’t mean that he had to be insulting about it.
“We have orders. His excellency will not be taking his appointments for a while.”
They were blocking access to the Inspector? Things were worst than he expected. He tried saying once again why he was here, but the guards continued to refuse him passage. He searched in his clothes for an identification or something to prove his identity but stopped. The command tally given to him had been left to the camp so the officers could act if needed to be. He should have been more thoughtful!
“Please, I do not have any time to waste!” he pleaded.
“We have orders. Now move along!”
“Then go fetch your commander! He will vouch for me!”
The guards looked at each other with a hint of hesitation. After standing looking at Yang Weili, who looked tired and stressed out, they decided to indeed go fetch their commander. It didn’t take long for him to come running. Following the end of the war, Su Dai was kept into his post of commander of Hefei’s garrison, one of the many rewards he was given for his loyal service. The Jing official tried to decline, mostly because he preferred a peaceful life to a successful career. But Chen Wen had insisted and he found himself forced to accept, in part due to the insistence of his own subordinates that he take the position. Over the last few months, he had actually done a decent job. It helped that he had gained the loyalty and respect of the city troops for his courageous defence of Hefei.
Su Dai was at first suspicious of this man who didn’t even dress properly for court. It was only when he approached that he recognized Yang Weili. He quickly pushed the other guard aside to open the way for Yang Weili.
“What are you doing?” he asked the guards.
“Let him through!”
“But he isn’t even dressed formally.” one guard protested.
“This is the Commandant of Yang Province that you stopped from meeting his lord!”
The two guards’ eyes went wide as they realized the error of their way. They quickly dropped to their knees, begging Yang Weili for forgiveness.
“Commandant Yang! Please forgive us!”
“We were wrong! Please forgive our ignorance!”
“Up, up.” Yang told them.
He didn’t enjoy being looked at as if he was some great man. He was just that, a man, one that had simply been lucky enough to be noticed by Chen Wen.
“Come now.” Su Dai told him, grabbing him by the shoulder and guiding him within the building.
The walked through the courtyard and entered the garden. Its beauty was one of the many examples of Chen Wen’s more extravagant spending. There were even plans that Yang Weili had never seen elsewhere. He had once asked Chen Wen where he got some of these plants. His lord had happily answered that a merchant from the western nation of Parthia sold it to him, saying that these plants grew frequently in Daqin (Roman Empire). Yang Weili suspected that Chen Wen might have been scammed, but never cared enough to investigate the issue. It seemed trivial then and even more trivial now.
“Commandant, may I ask what took you so long?”
“I had a few things to deal with before coming.”
By a few things he meant putting the brakes on the campaign against the barbarians. He had to send orders to stop the mobilisation, as the future of the campaign was now on hold. He also needed to work out the amount of supply needed to keep the remaining troops fed as they waited. His first orders included food and equipment for a whole campaign of a few months. Most of it would rot or be useless now. Then he had to decide which of the subordinates to leave in charge, giving one of them his command tally (a decision that almost stopped him from entering). This whole affair set him back by a few days, which is why he was so late.
“Is there anyone else still absent?”
“Most could not come due to local affairs.” Su Dai responded.
“Of those expected, you are the last one.”
They approached the door to the chamber just as the doctor was exiting. He looked old and wise, surely the kind of man that could do something. But instead of reassuring him, the expression on the doctor’s face only gave Yang Weili more worries.
“This is Li Zhu, the physician that was requested.” Su Dai said, introducing the old man.
“Please tell me, have you found a way to help our lord?”
“I gave his excellency herbs to help his harmony, but the damages to his bones and his whole… vessel… are not something I can fix.” he answered in a raspy voice.
“I see…”
“While I would not normally suggest it, maybe an alchemist could be of use. I heard a good mercury concoction can prove beneficial.”
Yang Weili thanked the old man for his advice before he entered the room. Officials stood by the side, their head down and their expression full of sadness. A screen had been placed in front of the bed, making it difficult to see their lord as he laid down. The fact that they felt it was better to hide the sight of Chen Wen was not a good sign. He could see the wailing wife of his lord, holding their three daughters close. The sound of Yang Weili entering the room made everyone look at him, and soon he found himself as the center of attention.
Among the officials that looked at him, three stood out of the lot. The first was the old Lu Jun, always well dressed as if it was a normal day of court. His over garment was placed in such a way as to hide his belly, as the old man often did. He did not like to be called out for his great appetite. Yang Weili saw him mutter something to another official next to him, but was too far to hear. What he could be sure was the look of disappointment he was given. Surely Lu Jun was disapproving of his late arrival.
Close to him was another man in his late forties, maybe pushing fifty. He looked distressed, probably having difficulties handling the current situation. He walked in circles, shaking his head with a defeated expression and only stopping when he noticed Yang Weili. Yang Weili had only met Chen Gengguo on one previous occasion, when the man came to plead Chen Wen to launch a campaign against the Nanyues in the south. He had since been a welcomed guest of their lord, even if he personally had expressed a desire to return to his commandery to prepare his troops for the war. His presence in Hefei meant that he was probably among the firsts to be alerted to the current situation.
And then there was the young and talented Hu Zan. Instead of wearing formal clothes like the rest of the officials, he was standing in a full military uniform. And from the look of it, a new and costly one at that. He held his helmet in his arm and had placed his hairs in a bun atop of his head. He was clearly trying to distinguish himself of everyone else by showing up in armor. This seemed to have mitigated success as most officials did not stand close to him, leaving him a bit isolated in the room. He welcomed Yang Weili with a simple nod and a smile, although for a moment the strategist could have sworn he saw frustration in the young general’s expression.
“Commandant Yang?” said Chen Wen from the other side of the screen.
Yang Weili was surprised by how painful these words sounded, as if each movement from Chen Wen was agonizing. He clearly tried to move on his bed, but stopped short and shouted a sharp grunt of pain. Attendants came to him behind the screen, begging him to remain still.
“Uggh… My friend… come closer…”
“Yes, my lord.”
He approached the screen, ignoring the looks everyone was giving him. As soon as he was in front of it, he fell to one knee and looked to the ground, awaiting words from Chen Wen. Looking down also made him notice the many pieces of cloth and bandages that laid on the ground. To his horror, they were all dirtied by blood.
“I was starting to… to be afraid you might not com…” he had difficulties finishing his sentence.
“I am sorry for making you wait, my lord.”
“Well…” he stopped to groan.
“We… We did a lot together.”
“I might have made the strategies, but nothing would have been possible if you had not given me a chance to prove myself.”
“Yes, I am… pretty great…” Chen Wen answered.
His lord tried to laugh, but it soon turns to a bunch of
ouch and
ow. After he calmed himself, Chen Wen pushed a long sigh of frustration.
“Wh… What has the doctor told you?”
Yang Weili was taken aback by this question. He was unsure how to respond, if his lord was ready for the truth. But if he was in his position, Yang Weili wouldn’t want to be given false hope, so in the end he chose to tell it as it was.
“The physician Li Zhu told me that his…” he paused a bit, hesitant.
“Go on.”
“… that his skills could not help his excellency.”
There was a silence following this. No one among the courtiers and officials dared to speak, and Chen Wen was not saying a word. This silence was stressful enough that Yang Weili looked up to see if everything was alright.
“I achieve so much… I finally freed the province… Only for Heaven to play a cruel trick on me and put an end to me!”
Chen Wen threw something which resonated as it bounced on the ground. It seemed to have been quite the difficult task, as attendants rushed to his aid.
“My lord, please refrain!” said one of the officials behind Yang Weili, soon joined by most.
“Please do not exert yourself!”
It took a minute or so before things calmed down again.
“Why should I… uggh… why should I care about my health, now that I am doomed?”
“Please do not speak like that, your excellency!” Hu Zan screamed.
“You will pull through this and lead Yang Province to glory as you did before.”
“Hu Zan… What a wise decision Commandant Yang had, recommending you y… years ago.”
“My lord!” Hu Zan said, falling to his knees.
“I can only thank you for this!”
“It is only sad that I will not be able to en… joy your service any longer…” Chen Wen continued.
“My lord!” Hu Zan exclaimed again, genuine sadness in his voice.
“Soon I will leave you all… But… but if I can…not protect our people anymore, I can at least protect its future…”
Behind the screen, Yang Weili thought he saw Chen Wen nod, slowly and with difficulty. Soon after, a servant came forward and opened a box in front of Yang Weili. His eyes went wide when he saw what was inside.
The Seal of Yang Province, the ultimate symbol of the Inspector’s authority and legitimacy.
“My lord…” he said, out of words.
“I cannot…”
“My lord, he is not fit for the job!” the old Lu Jun complained.
“There are other options to consider!” Hu Zan added.
The officials soon erupted in a cacophony of support and opposition, their words drowning everything else in the room. Meanwhile, Yang Weili stood silent, his eyes still on the seal. As the people continued to argue, Chen Wen clearly became annoyed. To the surprise of everyone, he actually tried to stand up.
“SILENCE! I DECIDE WH…” but he stopped and coughed blood.
Chen Wen, unable to hold himself up due to the pain and his missing leg, came crashing through the screen. The court went in panic as people rushed to his help, crying in horror.
“My lord!”
“My lord!”
Hu Zan and Yang Weili quickly came to his aid, and helped him stand up, using their shoulders under his arms to bring him back to his bed. They noticed how pale he was, how sickly he looked. His days were clearly numbered from the looks of it. Hu Zan pushed a gasp when he noticed the white dress of Chen Wen turning redder and redder in some areas, a clear indication that his injuries had reopened again.
“Please stay in bed, my lord!” Hu Zan pleaded.
“Do not exert yourself, your excellency.” Yang Weili added.
It seemed that Chen Wen was barely listening to them, too much in pain to really hear what they were saying. The two men did their best to help him back into his bed.
“Please, my lord!” one of the attendants began as he came to Chen Wen’s aid.
“Try to move as little as possible!”
“F… ine…”
Everyone was clearly nervous after this. The sight of their lord in such bad shape had hushed everyone, the previous debates now replaced by complete silence, with the exception of a few people crying for their lord.
“C…Commandant Yang… will succeed m… me…”
“My lord, I…” but then he saw the pleading eyes of Chen Wen.
“I-I will accept your request, my lord.”
“Thank… you…” Chen Wen managed to say.
“What about Jing, my lord?” Chen Gengguo asked, the eagerness in his voice barely hidden.
“Y-Yang… and Jing… can only prosper… together…” Chen Wen responded.
“I trust Yang Weilli… for this… too…”
This was followed by another attendant bringing the Seal of Jing Province. This time, Yang Weili simply accepted it without a word, and no one voiced any opposition in fear of creating another incident.
“Serve him… as well as you have… for me…”
“Yes, my lord…” the officials answered.
Yang Weili looked at his lord, who laid on his bed injured and bloodied. The reality that he would have to take over dawned on him, and the weight of Chen Wen’s expectations felt heavy. In that moment, he did not notice Lu Jun, the oldest official of the province, with frustration on his face at the fact he had been passed over. Nor did he notice Hu Zan’s jealous looks or Chen Gengguo disdainful expression. No, all he could think of was his lord, and the task that had just been given to him.
In the evening of the following day, January 12th, 197, Chen Wen passed away in his bed after long hours of suffering.
He was 37 years old.
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PS: Well I don't know about you, but I'll kind of miss Chen Wen. I liked writing stories he was in. He was kind of incompetent yet had a gift when it came to attracting competent subbordinates. But now he's death, the third important character to die early three years in a row (195: Dong Huang, 196: Duan Wei, 197: Chen Wen). Also, congrats to @Specialist290 , considering his character just became the most powerful warlord of the Han Dynasty.