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"What are you doing?"

An immature child's voice sounded, and all the charming emotions disappeared for a moment, Feng Yizhen hurriedly backed away, Kang Zhuang looked at Cheng Qi who was floating in the air with big eyes and blinked at them with a dark face, "Who told you to come and see? "

Cheng Qi was aggrieved, "You didn't say you wouldn't let me see it."

"Go away."

"Don't go."

"Go away."

"Don't go away."

"If you don't go, I'll go." Kang Zhuang pulled Feng Yizhen past him, Feng Yizhen only felt a "swish" in his ear, and went to another place.

Before Feng Yizhen could stand still, Cheng Qi followed, and Kang Zhuang dragged Feng Yizhen to another place.

The three of them chased back and forth in the palace like this, Kang Zhuang was still stronger than Cheng Qi after all, it took him a while, but he really managed to get rid of Cheng Qi.

Seeing that he had lost Kang Zhuang, Cheng Qi stamped his feet on the spot angrily.

I don't know where it is, it's very remote, only the lush vegetation is open.

"Bad brother! Bad guy!"

Cheng Qi gritted his teeth and cursed.

A little flower emerged from the water and turned into a little doll.

"who are you?"

Cheng Qi saw a new monster and was a little surprised, "Wow! Are you a monster too!"

The little doll nodded, "I... not long after I took shape, I also came here from elsewhere. My main body is Qianshuiju, and I am a little happy to see the water."

Cheng Qi felt that the little baby was weaker than himself, and instantly felt a sense of accomplishment as a big brother, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you, what's your name?"

The little baby said, "My name is Huang Sha."

On the other end, Kang Zhuang stopped with Feng Yizhen.

This time Cheng Qi didn't keep up, Feng Yizhen looked around, this is an unfamiliar alley, with mud and white walls, bluestone slabs, and some gravel along the road.

Feng Yi was really surprised, "There is such a place in the palace, I didn't know it before!"

Kang Zhuang said, "Not in the palace."

"Eh!?" Feng Yizhen walked forward in surprise, and the two walked out along the alley.

After exiting the narrow alley, it suddenly became clear.

On the endless long street, there was an endless stream of pedestrians, street vendors on both sides yelled and hawked, and there were sparks in the back room, and someone poked his head out.

Kang Zhuang took him by the hand and led him up the long street. The stranger passed him by, and the bamboo basket danced happily behind him.

This is Feng Yizhen's first time out of the palace.

He curiously took a look at each stall, and then walked all the way to the magnificent restaurant, peeking out the window to see what they were eating.

Until he was tired from walking, he rested by a river, and the painting boat passed the arch bridge slowly, and there was a melodious singing faintly among the bright lights.

Feng Yi really couldn't help humming along with the singing, and narrowed his eyes with some pleasure.

Kang Zhuang was beside him and asked him, "Are you happy?"

"happy."

"Every time I said to bring you out, you refused to agree. Do you regret it now?"

"I don't regret it." Feng Yizhen turned his head and looked at him with a smile, "There are some beautiful scenery, one visit is enough."

With his hands on the white stone railing, he smiled and said, "Emperor Gaozu wrote a sentence, 'When I was young, I enjoyed the beautiful scenery, enjoyed the neighborhood, and the people lived in peace; then when the war broke out, my relatives and friends were displaced, and I dreamed of the old days every night. Therefore, raise the pole and set up the Southern Kingdom, wishing to protect the people's well-being forever.'”

Kang Zhuang said, "What about you?"

Feng Yizhen said, "Me? Me what?" He thought that Kang Zhuang didn't understand, so he said, "I mean, it's no wonder Emperor Gaozu was so emotional. It is indeed a great blessing in life that the masses can live and work in peace and contentment, even if you can't Going through it with them, just watching, is enough to be gratifying."

Kang Zhuang said, "Then what if you become the emperor?"

Feng Yizhen was stunned, "Me?" He chuckled lightly, "How could I be the emperor?"

"What if you had a chance?"

Feng Yi really didn't understand what Kang Zhuang meant.

Until one month later, Feng Qiyan led his troops into the palace, and outside the gate of Lingxiao Palace, beheaded the emperor and the eleventh prince.

Blood rolled down the long stairs, turning into the confused face of Feng Qiyan kneeling in front of him holding the crown.

"Brother Emperor." Feng Qiyan said every word, resoundingly, "Please ascend the throne."

"I...why me?"

Feng Qiyan said respectfully, "Because this is the wish of all of us, the emperor's brother has a kind heart, and he must be a generation of wise kings."

"Us?" Feng Yizhen turned to look at Kang Zhuang, "You..."

Kang Zhuang said, "Yes."

Feng Yi was really angry, "You know it!"

"I don't know." Kang Zhuang said, "I just want to try to see what the consequences are. I don't want you to be bullied. If you don't like me helping you, then this time, I will help you this time."

Kang Zhuang said, "I just hope that after this time, no one will dare to hurt you again."

Kang Zhuang's serious eyes moved all Feng Yizhen's anger away, and he said to Feng Qiyan, "Qiyan, it's all because of your hard work...I..."

"Brother Emperor." Feng Qiyan raised the crown upwards, "My brother has made up his mind since the beginning of the rebellion. Please ascend the throne!"

Kang Zhuang lowered his hand, held up the crown and placed it on his head. While the bead curtain was shaking, he saw a golden dragon uttering a long moan in Lingxiao Hall.

His huge figure hovered in the air, his dragon beard was dancing, and he was not angry and majestic.

Standing beside him, Kang Zhuang said, "This is the real dragon, the patron saint of the southern kingdom. You can only see him when you become the emperor."

The real dragon opened and closed his mouth, and his voice was like a thick bell from heaven and earth, "Kang Zhuang, do you know that he is not the emperor chosen by heaven."

Kang Zhuang looked up at him without any fear, "Monsters are born against the heavens, and they act against the heavens, so why should we be afraid?"

"You have such a surly personality, aren't you afraid of suffering a catastrophe?"

"Cut." Kang Zhuang said to Feng Yizhen, "This monster, Zhenlong, is just rigid and boring. Don't bother with him."

Feng Qiyan, who couldn't see Kangzhuang and Zhenlong, didn't know what happened, but saw Feng Yizhen standing there blankly, so he respectfully said, "Your Majesty, please go to Lingxiao Palace."

Under the gaze of the real dragon, Feng Yizhen walked up the middle line of the long ladder. The soles of his shoes were printed on the blood that had not yet dried up, leaving a clear mark.

Then he walked through the long Lingxiao Hall and walked to the dragon chair.

He turned around in front of the desk, and the heads of the disobedient officials fell on the main hall, leaving blood on the ground. The obedient officials knelt neatly in a pool of blood and shouted:

"Long live, long live, my emperor."

Feng Yizhen lifted the corner of his robe and sat on the dragon chair.

Feng Qiyan ranked first among the hundred officials, with joy and anticipation in his eyes, "May my emperor bless my people forever."

Everything is like this, you thought it was the beginning of hope, but looking back a hundred years later, fate is the beginning of tragedy.

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Being an emperor is actually quite tiring.

Especially for Feng Yizhen, all his knowledge comes from the books in Zangshuge. It seems that he knows a lot, but there is really not much that he can use at a critical moment.

Especially in recent days, God has shown no face. Either there are people here who want to take advantage of Feng Yizhen's unstable position to rebel, or the people there are suffering from floods and droughts. Feng Yizhen feels that his head is going to be big when he reads the memorials presented every day.

Fortunately, Feng Qiyan held up most of the sky, led troops to suppress the rebellion, and repaired waterways to relieve the suffering of the people. He was so busy that he hardly had time to return to the capital.

Feng Yizhen has thought more than once that he is not good at this or that, and even if he knows a lot of things, he doesn't know how to use them. The position of emperor may still be more suitable for Feng Qiyan.

But Feng Qiyan refused, and said, "If the emperor wants me to be the emperor, it's fine. When the emperor dies, I will be the emperor. If you insist on me being the emperor, you will die first?"

Feng Yi was really angry and wanted to hit him.

One day when he was reviewing the memorials again, the Imperial Envoy read a copy of the Minister of Dali Temple, saying that he abused his power and went overboard on his behalf. .Feng Yizhen rubbed his brows and didn't know what to do. A thick male voice said, "I'm so stupid!"

Feng Yizhen was stunned, looked up and looked around, but there was no one there. Looking back, he found a man between young and middle-aged standing beside his case, with his brows furrowed like him.

"I have seen so many emperors, you are so stupid, and you are the first to see it."

Feng Yizhen asked tentatively, "A real dragon?"

Zhenlong snorted coldly, "Take [-] boards each, let them go back and reflect on themselves, and everything will be fine."

Feng Yizhen thought for a while before realizing that what Zhenlong was talking about was about Doctor Yushi and Dali Temple Minister.

It's just that he was a little puzzled, "Why do you have to play [-] boards each?"

Zhenlong said, "Twenty big boards each are used to punish them, to tell them that they have done wrong, and they will be punished for doing wrong, but Dali Temple Minister and Doctor Yushi have always been at odds, and you can't be partial to either side, so Twenty each, neither more nor less, to show fairness."

"Just hit twenty big boards?"

"Those who can be the doctor of the royal history and the minister of the Dali Temple are not idle people. You have shown your attitude that you will not help each other but you will be punished if you make mistakes. Don’t bother you. If you say something wrong, it will cause them to torment you every now and then because of this kind of thing.”

Feng Yi really did this with half-belief, but he didn't expect that Dr. Yu Shi and Dali Siqing really didn't have such a thing since then, and sometimes they even seemed a little kind.

Feng Yizhen was very grateful, and he even ran to the lower hall of Lingxiao specially, and bowed to Zhenlong to thank him.

Once there is the first time, there will be the second time. Since then, Zhenlong will come to see Feng Yizhen every three to five times, give him advice on how to deal with government affairs, and sometimes even think he is too stupid, and give him a class directly .

Feng Yi was so happy. When Zhenlong taught him, he was serious and listened carefully. After a while, he really felt that he had improved a lot.

He is very diligent on this side, but Kang Zhuang is not happy on the other side.

He thought that if Feng Yi could really become the emperor, he would no longer be bullied by others, and he would no longer have to worry about being hungry.Unexpectedly, after Feng Yi became the emperor, no one bullied him, and no one dared to let him go hungry, but——

He is ignoring people!

He buried himself in the memorial books every day, and whenever there was a gap, he would ask Zhenlong for various questions, and Kang Zhuang, who was thinking about going out to the palace more often with Feng Yizhen, was angry.

Let you be the emperor, but I didn't let you be so serious, so serious that I don't care about me!