Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 888
When Yuan Lingwei tidied up her appearance and stepped out of the gate of Lu Mansion, the drums of war were already ringing out of the city.

She leaned against the door, looked up at the clouds in the sky, the sky was so bright that it was almost impossible to open her eyes, she couldn't help lowering her head, lowering her eyes and sighing silently.

——She knew that this battle would not last long.

The people's trust and patience in the imperial court have long since been wiped out by the day after day of the emperor's stupidity and the day after day of the officials' incompetence.

Now that the Taishi and the Wen family have come up with the last emperor's edict, they have set up a flag of rebellion openly, and within a few days, the imperial city guards and the people in the capital will open the gates of the city safely and happily. Facing the so-called "rebels", they entered the capital.

And what she has to do now is to take Xihua out of Gyeonggi as soon as possible before that day comes.

——Last night when she secretly sent someone to send Yanyan out of the eldest princess's mansion, she had received a letter from Master Bai, in which he told her that this civil war would not last long, and waited for them to complete After conquering Gyeonggi, they are not going to continue advancing to the northwest.

For one thing, no matter how strong the Wen family's army is, with the 18 troops left by the Bai family earlier, the total is only [-].

18 soldiers and horses can hold an Eastern Commandery and Southern Province plus Gyeonggi, which is considered the limit. If we continue to send troops to the Western Commandery and Northern Province, I am afraid that it will be too late.

Second, although the Lu family has collapsed, the hidden worries in the Kefuli country have not been eliminated.

Changing the dynasty rashly and setting up a new monarch can only be regarded as treating the symptoms but not the root cause, so why not take advantage of this opportunity to temporarily split up and support them, and use Xihua to set up the country and move the capital to cheat those moths in the court and divide them carefully. Loyalty.

Three things... the remnants of last year's natural disaster are still there, there is a lack of food everywhere in Fuli, and if the war drags on for a long time, I'm afraid it will shake the foundation of the country and affect the people-this is not beautiful.

However, that girl Xihua...

Yuan Lingwei felt a slight headache and raised her hand to press the center of her eyebrows. As early as the beginning of the month when the Wen family had just raised their troops, she had been planning to send someone to escort Xihua away, but the girl insisted on saying, "One who is a king should not abandon it." "The people are cowardly fighting", he forcefully told her a lot of truths, and he didn't know what was going on in her mind.

——If she really has such a transparent and thorough consciousness of being a king, why didn't she call for a tax reduction and open a granary during the severe drought and flood in the Southern Province?
I really don't know where she has learned all the things that her father and Lord Bai taught her in the past.

Very sad.

The woman pursed her lips and shook her head slightly, and strode towards the imperial city as if resigned to her fate.

Now the people in the womb have been separated for a long time||I can't leave, I looked around and there was nothing but silence, she spent a lot of effort alone, and just now I found her in the small Buddhist hall in the backyard of Biluo Palace That worrying royal sister.

At that time, Yuan Lingzhi was kneeling quietly in front of the altar, her bloodshot eyes fixed on a scattered scripture on the ground.

When she heard the sound of the door opening, she turned her head subconsciously, but the moment she saw Yuan Lingwei's face clearly, her eyes turned red instantly.

"Sister Huang..." Yuan Lingzhi murmured in a low voice, suppressing her voice, Yuan Lingwei couldn't help sighing a long time when she saw this, and stepped forward to hug the girl who was only twenty-eight years old.

She was twenty years older than Xihua, and when Xihua was born, her eldest daughter could already blurtly call "father and mother".

Therefore, although she didn't have many chances to see Xihua at that time, she always regarded her as a junior who needed to be taken care of.

If there are any novel and interesting things, it is not enough for her to buy for her daughters, and she often has to bring another copy and send it to the palace.

It's just that she didn't expect...the little girl who followed her in the past and called her "Sister Huang" obediently, would one day become the emperor of Fuli.

She didn't even expect that when she successfully became the emperor of Fuli, she would become more and more unable to understand her.

Perhaps, she has never been able to understand her sister.

Yuan Lingwei twitched the corners of her lips in a self-deprecating manner, and patted Yuan Lingzhi's head comfortingly, but the latter suddenly burst into tears under her comfort.

"Sister Huang... Do you think Mr. Why did he want to rebel?" Yuan Lingzhi sobbed and hugged his sister Huang tightly, and said with a deep cry, "Is it because I am not good enough?"

"And Father... Why did Father leave such a will?"

"Could it be that he never thought that I could secure this position and be a good emperor?"

"But, but if he never had the slightest confidence in me, why did he pass on the throne to me?"

"This position is clearly reserved for me by him, and this emperor is clearly what they insisted on me—"

Yuan Lingzhi lowered her head and cried grievously, only after a while did she realize that the woman who had been comforting her seemed to have never spoken since just now.

So she raised her eyes in ignorance, but when she raised her head, she only saw the complicated and unspeakable words in Yuan Lingwei's eyes—she suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Huang, Huangjie, why don't you speak?" Yuan Lingzhi's eyes flickered, and she pulled out a fake smile stiffly.

Yuan Lingwei pursed her lips and looked into her eyes, before she opened her mouth with a sour voice after a long time: "Xihua, do you really think you are doing well?"

"I...I..." Yuan Lingzhi let go of her hand, clenched her fists and hesitated a lot.

She originally wanted to say "yes" confidently, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't get them out.

——She always knew that she was not a qualified emperor, or in other words, she never thought about being a qualified emperor at all.

She didn't want to memorize those obscure collections of classics and history, she didn't want to bother dealing with the aristocratic family, and she didn't want to be like her father, who spent her whole life thinking about the so-called "Jiangshan Sheji".

She is not the material to rule the world, she just wants to be a wealthy idler who doesn't have to think or do anything, just enjoy herself in peace.

It was they who insisted on making her the heir apparent, they insisted on forcing her to take this position, but now, why should they blame her?

Why should they!
Yuan Lingzhi suddenly felt a resentment in her chest, she pushed Yuan Lingwei away heavily, and swiped away the melon and fruit offerings placed in front of the altar, letting the incense ashes and scriptures scattered all over the ground, screaming like crazy: "Yes, I didn't do well, I'm not the kind of wise emperor you want—"

"I'm stupid, cowardly, incompetent—"

"But that's the kind of person I am, Sister Huang, I'm just a good-for-nothing!"

"Isn't it okay to let me continue to be useless like this? Father, why does he insist on letting me be the prince of this troublesome son?"

"It's you who insisted on letting me sit on the dragon chair, and you're the one who forced me to be the goddamn emperor! Sister Huang, do you think I'm happy sitting on that dragon chair? "

"I'm not happy—when was I ever happy!"

　I don't know what to call this chapter, let's call it this, she will go crazy for a while.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)