After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Even though their hands and feet were frozen and their whole body was frozen, they still wanted to stop in front of the scholars and block the knife for them.

It is not that we want scholars to become officials and serve the people.

Just because these students are just children... and the hope of the country.

Looking at the angry, helpless and childish faces, Sun Xiang felt even more powerless.

And knew he had to do something.

Otherwise, in this icy weather, if they are not frozen to death now, when the frost comes, all of them will be frozen into ice sculptures.

Sun Xiang looked at the majestic palace gate, then at the officials and people behind him, took a deep breath, and made a decision.

Prime Minister Sun asked the imperial army to let him see the emperor.

The emperor agreed.

Sun Xiang met the new queen and persuaded him to step back and not go against the scholars. They were the hope of the country.

The new emperor was dismissive: "There are so many scholars in our Xiao Kingdom. Let alone dozens, what if we kill thousands?"

Sun Xiang felt sad in his heart and said sincerely: "But those who can get into the capital are the most intelligent, one-in-a-million students. It is not easy to train."

The new emperor sneered: "You also said that you are one student out of ten thousand. That means there are ten thousand students. I have only killed about a hundred students now. There are so many more, why can't I kill them?"

Sun Xiang: "..."

He was stunned. He never thought that the new emperor's focus would be this.

Is this how one explains it?

Sun Xiang, who was blocking the new emperor's meeting and risking his own death, looked at the proud, disdainful and condescending emperor, his mouth opened and closed, and he didn't know how to persuade him.

He couldn't help but recall everything that Emperor Chu had done.

Although Emperor Chu was noisy, lustful, and lazy, there was one thing he was good about.

He listened to Du Xiang.

If he is angry with Du Xiang and confronts Du Xiang, he will only torture his own sons and concubines.

Abolish the prince, defeat the prince, and establish a prince.

Abandon a concubine, raid a corrupt official's home, and exile the whole family.

Depose a prince, defeat the prince, and then establish a prince.

Then depose a concubine, then raid the house of a corrupt official, and then exile the whole family.

If Prime Minister Du takes a step back, the Emperor of Chu will leave all court affairs to Prime Minister Du.

Then there will be wine pools and meat forests, and a beauty will be chosen. From now on, the king will not go to court.

If Prime Minister Du hadn't aged, and if the new emperor hadn't pressed harder, perhaps Chu would still be here.

Look at the new emperor now. He doesn't attack his sons and concubines, but he stares at scholars.

How can this be done? Scholars are the future of the country.

Sun Xiang was deeply saddened, his whole body was full of sorrow, and he cried out in pain: "Your Majesty!"

His voice turned bleak, and he kowtowed and cried loudly: "They are all the pillars of my country, Xiao. You cannot kill them."

The new emperor gave him a murderous look: "Okay, why are you shouting? If it weren't for the fact that you are on my boat, do you think I would let you be the prime minister?"

"Don't imitate that old man named Du, or else I will destroy your nine clans."

Prime Minister Sun looked at the aloof new emperor with horror and sadness, trembling all over.

Such a person must have been his companion who plotted with him how to kill Du Xiang.

Such a person is just a new emperor, a selfish and self-interested villain who wants to hold on to everyone's lives.

Sun Xiang left the palace in despair with a red, swollen and bleeding forehead.

As the palace door slowly opened, Sun Xiang saw Bai Xue dyed red with blood.

Students dressed in student uniforms were lying around in the white snow.

There are also scholars wearing black Confucian scarves and wide-sleeved robes.

Their faces were full of fear, but also full of anger and determination.

Their faces are so young, so full of vitality.

But now, both anger and childishness are frozen in this moment.

They will never be able to vividly interpret their possible beautiful lives.

When the officials saw him, their faces were full of hope.

When the scholar saw Sun Xiang, his eyes showed disdain and at the same time full of hope.

When the people saw him, they also asked eagerly.

How's it going?

What did the emperor say?

Is it a mistake to let these students go and no longer hold them accountable for their mistakes in words and deeds?

Sun Xiang wanted to smile and comfort them, but he couldn't even lift the corner of his mouth.

He walked out of the palace step by step with heavy steps.

As the palace door opened more and more, he saw the expectant faces outside the palace door, and he became more and more sad and speechless.

He saw the Imperial Guards holding swords and looking at him.

They protect the emperor, and their knives are aimed at bad guys.

Not for these scholars.

Sun Xiang, who was carrying a mountain on his back, walked out of the palace step by step. Facing thousands of frozen faces, he twitched his lips and said, "I..."

His voice was hoarse to the point of being silent, and his slightly opened mouth fiercely let in the cold wind.

My throat was shocked, my stomach was cold, and my bones were cold.

The bone marrow screamed, sending chills throughout the body and straight to the brain.

Sun Xiang suddenly turned around, faced the palace, and shouted in a voice he had never used before in his life: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, Sun Zhuo and Sun Xiangzhi are asking the Emperor to let all the scholars go!"

The sound is sonorous and powerful, piercing the clouds and cracking stones.

When the words reached the ears of the new emperor who was eating tangerines peeled by his concubine, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I don't make you the prime minister just to fight against me."

"waste!"

The concubine's heart was trembling, but her hands were as steady as stone. She didn't dare to tremble for fear that her body would be separated.

Prime Minister Sun's voice that resounded through the sky reached the ears of the officials and people, shocking them dumbfounded.

Before anyone could react, a flash of purple flew past their eyes.

Bang.

Zi Zi fell to the ground, blood spurted out, and pooled with the frozen blood on the ground.

Sun Xiang, lying in a pool of blood, looked at the falling snow, as if he had seen him playing with his classmates in the academy when he was young, imagining his future.

With a bright smile and no knowledge of the world, he said loudly: "I want to be a good official for the people, eradicate all evil forces for the people, and provide them with food and clothing."

"Let each of them smile and live a long life."

"I want our Chu State to be prosperous, peaceful and peaceful for the people, with abundant harvests, strong soldiers and strong horses, living and working in peace and contentment, and prospering."

He was sixteen years old at that time, and that year he became the youngest person to be elected.

Everything Juren brought to him did not make him feel arrogant, but made him work harder.

He became the youngest Jinshi again, and then was selected as the number one scholar.

Wearing black gauze and red robes, riding horses and parading through the streets, their handkerchiefs are fragrant...

He originally thought that after entering the Hanlin Academy, as long as he worked hard, he would be rewarded.

However, reality slapped him hard in the face.

With no background, he sat in the position of editor for five years.

After finally summoning up the courage to resist, he was tricked and released.

He used all his strength to crawl back to the capital. He who once inspired the people has become a selfish villain who only wants to climb up.

He became the kind of person he hated most and forgot his original intention of being an official.

He wants to climb up so that everyone has to look up to him and not dare to bully him again.

"I really deserve...you..."

Through the snow and fog, Sun Xiang said to his young self who was having a snowball fight with his classmates in the college: "I did it."

When I was younger, I looked towards this side as if I was telepathic.

Suddenly he smiled!