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Chapter 731 Long Live the Emperor! (1)
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Yu Muhuai rubbed his eyes, listened to the deafening noise around him, and saw the court officials kneeling on the ground. He calmed down in a second.

She raised her hand, and a deep, cold male voice came from her throat.

"Flat body."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yu Muhuai sat on the high imperial throne, tilting his head slightly as he looked down at the civil and military officials below, exuding a sense of grandeur and boldness as if he were looking down upon all living beings.

There's a sentence stuck in her throat, like tiny claws scratching at her chest, making her want to blurt it out.

So Yu Muhua muttered something very, very quietly.

"Look! This is the empire I conquered for you!"

A eunuch in his fifties or sixties bowed and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what did you say?"

Yu Muhuai waved his hand casually: "It's nothing."

The original owner's name was Wan Zhixin, the emperor of Cong Kingdom, also known as Emperor Yonglong.

The previous emperor died at the young age of 28 without leaving any heirs, so he passed the throne to his younger brother, the current Yonglong Emperor, Wan Zhixin.

Wan Zhixin's birth mother was a concubine in the palace, with an extremely low status. For more than ten years since his birth, he had never received the favor of the previous emperor, his biological father.

It can be said that Wan Zhixin was always a marginal prince in the palace.

This little prince, surprisingly, did not grow up to be bad, cynical, sickly, or psychologically abnormal.

Furthermore, he is diligent, studious, knowledgeable, courteous, and modest.

It can be said that in the rather filthy and corrupt imperial harem at that time, it was an extremely rare and precious stream of purity.

When Wan Zhixin was 15 years old, he was granted the title of Prince Huai by his elder brother, the former emperor.

Wan Zhixin never harbored any unwarranted thoughts about the throne. His greatest wish in life was to live a peaceful and tranquil life with his birth mother in the Prince's Palace.

However, at the age of 19, he succeeded the previous emperor to the throne and became emperor.

From that moment on, he was destined to never have a peaceful day again.

After Wan Zhixin ascended the throne, Cong was beset by internal and external troubles, war, famine, public resentment, natural and man-made disasters, and endless troubles.

His thick, black hair turned white within a few years, and ten years later, Emperor Yonglong, who was only 29 years old, had a full head of silver hair.

During these ten years, he purged the eunuch faction, led by Ping Qinian, which had occupied the court for many years and controlled the government for decades.

He then exonerated several loyal ministers who had been suppressed by Ping Qinian and were unjustly imprisoned and tortured to death.

This move earned Wan Zhixin a great deal of praise.

However, without the checks and balances of the eunuch faction in the court, the civil official group rose to prominence and quickly became unstoppable.

They named their group the Kenshin Party.

The civil service group at this time was no longer the same group that had existed during the reigns of previous emperors—a group that criticized current affairs, revitalized officialdom, encouraged free speech, and was honest and upright.

Their internal strife was fierce, with constant elimination of dissidents, plunging the court into chaos. Over the years, this severely weakened the Cong Kingdom.

In the past, with the eunuch faction in power, they would occasionally unite against a common enemy and check each other.

Now that the eunuch faction is gone, all they care about is fighting each other to the death.

Many of these officials, while outwardly appearing to serve the country and its people with integrity and incorruptibility, were actually lining their own pockets, colluding with various factions, and their homes overflowing with wealth and grain. Yet, even so, when the common people faced famine, or when the Cong Kingdom was besieged by external enemies and unable to pay its soldiers, they would all go to court in tattered robes, constantly pleading poverty.

This left Wan Zhixin completely helpless.

The common people cannot afford to eat, the army has no pay and no food, and the court is corrupt; these are the internal troubles.

The neighboring state of Jian in the northwest launched a fierce attack, encroaching on the territory of Cong, which is an external threat.

There is another force, which is both an internal problem and an external threat.

Unable to endure hunger and exorbitant taxes, large numbers of farmers rose up in rebellion.

This internal rebellion should have been a cause for concern.

However, some of the peasant army leaders, along with Jian State, attacked Cong State from the front, back, left, and right, respectively, without cooperating, and together became external threats.

The Kingdom of Cong is besieged on all sides, and the court is rife with intrigue and conflict.

Wan Zhixin was exhausted and drained.

He was frowning all day long, wanting to work hard to govern the country, but he was trapped in a small imperial chair in the Golden Palace, feeling that he could not breathe and could not move.

Three years later, Wan Zhixin turned 32.

In that year, the peasant army leader declared himself emperor, established a new dynasty, and stormed the imperial city.
At this time, the Jian Kingdom's army had already arrived outside the imperial city.

At this critical juncture for the nation's survival, some high-ranking officials in the court, who usually only cared about themselves and wanted to preserve their own lives and wealth, paid no attention to the emperor.

Heartbroken, Wan Zhixin gave all the concubines in the harem poisoned wine before drinking it herself and committing suicide.

Before his death, Wan Zhixin left a handwritten letter on his desk.

"When I die, I will have no face to meet my ancestors in the underworld. Let the rebels tear my body apart, but do not harm a single commoner."

Perhaps because Wan Zhixin was an emperor, he possessed an imperial aura.

Even after his death, his soul lingered and continued to wander the world.

Wan Zhixin witnessed how some usually unassuming loyal officials in the court, upon hearing of the emperor's suicide, all took their wives, concubines, and children with them and died for their country.

He saw some minor officials, whose names he had never even known before, either drown themselves, hang themselves, immolate themselves, or slit their throats.
He saw several military generals defending the main gate of the imperial city—Zhenghao Gate—but they could not withstand a million enemy soldiers. Even though they were stabbed multiple times and their bodies were covered in wounds, they refused to retreat a single step and eventually died at the gate.

He saw several ministers who had been criticized for being pedantic, after the enemy entered the city, remove their crowns, put on mourning clothes, and stand alone but resolute at the only place to enter the city.

These men pointed their fingers at the enemy soldiers and cursed them in the style of scholars—eloquent yet scathing, every word piercing and infuriating.

They were imprisoned by the enemy, and within three days all their relatives were identified and subsequently executed along with their entire families. The ministers who had been cursing were instead brutally tortured to death in the marketplace.

He saw his body being haphazardly dismembered by the enemy soldiers who had entered the palace first. They all wanted to seize the most crucial head or the largest piece of flesh to claim credit.

These are the tragedies that occurred in the imperial city.

Then Wan Zhixin drifted and drifted towards the outskirts of the imperial city.

He saw that Xizhou City had been breached after a desperate resistance of eighty-one days.

Over the course of eighty-one days, Xizhou City gradually ran out of ammunition and food. They ate tree bark and soil, and were even forced to eat their own fallen comrades.

They killed three of the enemy's top generals, enraging the enemy, who then slaughtered all the soldiers and civilians of Xizhou City after breaching the city walls.

Wish you sweet dreams and good night (づ￣3￣)づ╭～
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(End of this chapter)