I am a fairy

Chapter 248: Accepting the Will of Heaven ( words, asking for monthly votes)

In front of the Taimiao, all civil and military officials, eunuchs, palace servants, and guards were in a panic.

Wen Changxing woke up immediately after leaving the Taimiao, and the first words he said when he stood up were to the panicked eunuch.

"Go to the Imperial Master's Mansion."

Wen Changxing knew very well that at this time only the imperial teacher could save the situation.

However, after Wen Changxing hurried to the Imperial Master's Mansion, he was told that Linghua Jun was not there.

The shaman dressed in Chu costume stood on both sides of the gate. After bowing to Wen Changxing who was standing in the middle of the gate, he looked at the ground and said.

"His Majesty!"

"Lord Linghua has gone to heaven."

Wen Changxing stood in the middle of the gate and looked into the depths: "When will the Imperial Master come back?"

Wuzhi: "Linghua Jun left without informing us, and just went to the sky."

Wen Changxing suddenly turned his head and looked at the sorcerer: "Is the Imperial Master really not here?"

Wuzhi: "He left yesterday, at dusk, riding a crane."

Wen Changxing raised his head. Although he knew that the national teacher Linghua had left yesterday, at this moment he seemed to still see a crane soaring into the sky.

He couldn't see the figure riding on the crane, but he felt that the other party looked at him condescendingly, and then left gracefully.

Wen Changxing suddenly had a premonition.

He didn't know whether he really had that destiny before, or if he had some degree of destiny, but at this moment, all of that had completely left him.

the other side.

Princess Fengyu walked out of the Taimiao in panic. She was so frightened that her face turned pale.

She was supported by someone and walked hurriedly on the stone slabs, looking back at the scene of dark clouds covering the sky and thousands of ghosts howling.

This time, I was even more panicked.

"Hurry, hurry up."

But when she left, Princess Fengyu glanced at the crowd, looking for the Yunyang King Wen Shenyou.

But he didn't see the other person, as if the other person had escaped as soon as the incident happened. He immediately spoke to his personal maid beside him.

"Go and invite Prince Yunyang, and tell him that I want to see him."

"Yes."

Last time, it was Wen Shenyou who took the initiative to ask to see her aunt, but now she was the one who took the initiative to see him.

Princess Fengyu thought of what Wen Shenyou had said before, that Wen Changxing was doomed to fail.

After what had just happened, Princess Fengyu also had a premonition that something big was going to happen. Emperor Wen Changxing might really lose his destiny as the other party had said.

But none of this matters. What Princess Fengyu wants to know most right now is what exactly happened and what Wen Shenyou knows.

Also, if Wen Changxing loses his destiny, who will take over his destiny next?

The place where Princess Fengyu lived was called Laifeng Pavilion.

When Princess Fengyu came back, she found that Wen Shenyou had arrived there in advance and was waiting for her.

As soon as she saw Wen Shenyou, Princess Fengyu walked out from behind the screen and questioned him.

“Why did it become like this?”

"Could it be that this is a conspiracy between you and the Prince of Lucheng?"

Wen Shenyou replied calmly.

"Your Highness, you think highly of my father and me. How could my father and I alone make the Nine Cauldrons become like this? How could we turn the fortune of our Wu Dynasty into a dark cloud covering the sky?"

"Even if my father and I had a thousand guts, we would not dare to anger the ghosts and gods, let alone do something that would attract thousands of ghosts to devour our dynasty's luck and merits."

Princess Fengyu quickly asked again: "Why did that evil ghost want to devour our dynasty's fortune? After such a thing happened, didn't the Imperial Master Linghua do anything about it?"

Wen Shenyou told him: "Your Highness, do you still remember that before, His Majesty asked Linghua Jun to perform a ritual because of the difficult state affairs. Linghua Jun used his celestial power to move the copper mountain and silk sea from the sky and the earth in front of the Taimiao."

"At that time, His Majesty told Linghua Jun that he would use it for state affairs, but then His Majesty forgot about it."

"Not long ago, the officials even had a commotion over this matter, because His Majesty only paid the salaries for that month, and none of the salaries owed in previous years were paid."

Princess Fengyu guessed, "So this is what Lord Linghua did to punish Your Majesty?"

Wen Shenyou shook his head: "Your Highness guessed wrong, this is all Wen Changxing's own fault. Linghua Jun once said before he performed the ritual that this item was borrowed from the gods of heaven and earth with the imperial court's luck."

"Since it is borrowed, it must be repaid. The ghost of Huangquan is suffering from sins and sinking into hell. What he asks for is merit."

"If this technique is used properly, as Wen Changxing said, and used in state affairs, merit will naturally arise to compensate for the sins of the ghost in the underworld."

"However, Wen Changxing broke his promise and got rich."

"The ghosts and gods were angry, and all the ghosts swallowed up the destiny, which turned into the scene that Your Highness sees now."

Princess Fengyu suddenly realized, but she still couldn't calm down.

"I thought Your Majesty was blessed with great fortune, but now it seems that things in this world are not that simple."

"The Copper Mountain and Silk Sea were actually borrowed by the ghost of Huangquan to pay for his own sins."

"No wonder!"

“No wonder after entering the Nine Cauldrons, the ghosts and gods of the underworld glared at the human world, and all the ghosts devoured the destiny.”

"Your Majesty, your greed for money has reached the level of an evil spirit. It's really... really..."

At this moment, Princess Fengyu didn't know what to say about Wen Changxing. Was he too bold or was he ignorant of his own life?

You use your destiny to take money and food from mortals and call it collecting taxes, but all your taxes are collected by the ghosts in the underworld, and those ghosts may not necessarily recognize your destiny as the Son of Heaven.

However, Princess Fengyu also understood that this matter was definitely the result of the plan of Wen Ji and his son Wen Shenyou. The two of them sent the Nine Cauldrons to the Taimiao for this moment.

But even if there was no Wen Shenyou, Wen Changxing had done such a thing and it was inevitable that he would lose his destiny.

Princess Fengyu was born into a royal family.

At this time, she was naturally not considering right or wrong, or who was right or wrong.

The first thing that came to her mind was that since Emperor Wen Changxing had lost his mandate from heaven, who could obtain it, and what could she gain from it?
I understood the reasons and also thought about the pros and cons.

Princess Fengyu returned to her seat and stared at Wen Shenyou.

"Even so, it may not be the fate of the Lucheng County Prince!"

"Your Majesty has other brothers, there are other candidates among the princes, and Your Majesty has children."

"Among them, is there no one who can shoulder the destiny?"

"I think your majesty should be looking for King Yunyang now, and he wants to cut you into pieces, but even so, I'm afraid it won't be enough to relieve his hatred!"

"King Yunyang, aren't you afraid that I will hand you over?"

Wen Shenyou asked Princess Fengyu another question: "Your Highness just said that there is no one among the princes who can shoulder the destiny?"

"Then please tell me, Your Highness, who can shoulder the destiny now, or what should the person who can shoulder the destiny accomplish?"

"Will it be possible that if Wen Changxing comes to power, we won't lose our destiny again?"

"Destiny, destiny."

"You must obey the will of heaven to be destined to be the emperor."

"And now the destiny is clear. Someone will unify the nine provinces and rule the world."

"Whoever can accomplish this will be the true dragon emperor, the one destined by heaven."

Wen Shenyou also looked at Princess Fengyu and asked directly.

"Your Highness, it doesn't matter who you think has the destiny."

"Destiny."

"You don't have the final say, I don't have the final say."

Princess Fengyu looked a little unhappy, but Wen Shenyou ignored her and became even tougher.

"Among all the princes in the world, my father and I have the most soldiers. Apart from the former Huaicheng King, we are also the most brave and good at fighting."

"But now that the King of Huaicheng is dead, who else can fight with my father and me?"

Wen Shenyou even wanted to laugh when he said this.

It can be said that Wen Changxing personally removed the biggest obstacle to his and his son's ascension to the throne. Otherwise, if the King of Huaicheng had jumped out at this time, the destiny would probably not have come to him and his son.

Princess Fengyu sneered: "King Yunyang is so sure that you and your son can unify the nine provinces?"

Wen Shenyou: "But at least my father and I can still give it a try, and if Princess Fengyu has a better candidate, she is confident that she can solve this situation of ten thousand ghosts swallowing lives, and my father and I are willing to obey her orders."

Princess Fengyu's little thoughts were exposed. After knowing that Wen Changxing might have lost the Mandate of Heaven, she immediately thought about who would be the new emperor to best suit her interests.

But Wen Shenyou's words made Princess Fengyu wake up.

Destiny.

She doesn't have the final say.

Princess Fengyu: "How can I know that you are the one who is destined to be with you?"

Wen Shenyou said: "My grandfather is not the only one who can fight for the destiny, but among the Wen clan princes, he may be the only one."

"The destiny has been lost. If it were normal, all the dragons and beasts would have risen up at this time, fighting and devouring each other, and finally competing for the only true dragon."

"Your Highness wouldn't want to see the world fall into such a situation, would you?"

Princess Fengyu pondered for a long time and still seemed unable to make a decision. After all, Wen Changxing was still the emperor at that time, and who knew what kind of changes would happen in the future.

At this time, a maid hurried in from the side and whispered a piece of news to Princess Fengyu.

Emperor Wen Changxing did not immediately go looking for Wen Shenyou, the culprit of all this in anger, but went to look for Linghua Jun very rationally and soberly, but did not see him.

The maid said, "Your Highness, Lord Linghua has gone to heaven and we don't know when he will return."

Princess Fengyu waved her hand and asked her to leave: "Got it."

This news also completely pushed Princess Fengyu to the side of Wen Shenyou, and she no longer hesitated because of Emperor Wen Changxing.

In other words, from the moment Linghua Jun avoided Wen Changxing, Wen Changxing was no longer the emperor in her eyes.

When Princess Fengyu raised her head and looked at King Yunyang again, her attitude was completely different.

"King Yunyang."

"Don't leave yet. Some people will come in the evening. You may want to meet them."

Wen Shenyou looked calm, but only at this moment did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He knew that half of the work was already done.

Princess Fengyu herself may not have the ability and strength to accomplish what Wen Shenyou wants to do, but her huge influence and background in the capital can help Prince Yunyang Wen Shenyou find people who can help him accomplish this.

If it were under normal circumstances, it would be useless even if Princess Fengyu really found these people.

But at this moment, at this point in time.

The situation is a little different again.

Wen Shenyou bowed to Princess Fengyu and spoke quickly.

"My father and I will never forget the kindness Her Royal Highness the Princess has shown us today."

Princess Fengyu: "What King Yunyang said is nothing. He is just following the will of heaven."

However, Wen Shenyou knew that he could not be considered as the destined one now. He was just trying his best to prove to everyone that he was the most likely one.

But in the eyes of God, even if he is not there, there will naturally be another person to replace him.

Even if his Wen family was gone, there would naturally be another family to replace him.

Honglu Temple.

After Jia Gui returned from the Taimiao, he stayed in the government office and did not leave.

He also keenly felt that something big was about to happen, or rather, it was not just him, almost everyone felt that something was going to happen.

When Jia Gui learned that Wen Changxing did not meet Linghua Jun after going to the National Master's Mansion, he immediately made a decision.

"I'm afraid Wen Changxing can no longer sit on the throne of the emperor."

Then he asked people again.

"Where is King Yunyang?"

"Missing?"

But on his way back from the government office, he was stopped by someone.

"Princess Fengyu?"

He just pondered for a moment and didn't hesitate any more.

"Go see Princess Fengyu."

But the man who came to pick him up said, "Please get in this carriage."

Jia Gui took one look at the plain-looking carriage and walked straight up to it.

At the same time, he said to the people behind him: "Pretend that I have returned, and don't tell anyone where I am going."

Although Jia Gui didn't know all of Linghua Jun's thoughts, he knew that Linghua Jun didn't want the world to be in chaos and another round of disputes to happen. In this case, the safest thing to do was to choose a prince of the Wen family.

Wen Shenyou was missing, and at this time Princess Fengyu suddenly invited him to a meeting in secret.

In his opinion, this was the big thing that was going to happen.

At this moment, various changes are taking place not only in the court.

same.

There is also a group of people who are driving the change of destiny.

What they wanted was not just to change the emperor, but to change an emperor who could unify the nine provinces, and to unify the nine provinces as quickly as possible.

On the bank of the Yellow Springs River, the flower-picking monk walked in the sea of ​​flowers on the other shore, wondering what he was waiting for.

After a while, a boat from the underworld was seen paddling over.

A tall ghost wearing a ghost robe walked down from the boat. He was shrouded in a halo of merit and virtue, and was completely different from the monk in a gray robe.

Even in this dim darkness, its clarity is much higher than that of the Monk Picking Flowers.

In this comparison, the Monk Picking Flowers was crushed by the Yin-Yang Taoist in all aspects.

The Yin-Yang Taoist priest deliberately walked closer, as if afraid that the monk picking flowers could not see him, and looked at the monk with his head held high and chest puffed out.

"Divine Monk Konghui, it's been a long time since we last met."

The monk holding the flower put his hands together, his eyes narrowed as if he could hardly see anything, as if nothing in the world mattered to him.

"Master Yin Yang knows."

"The cycle of reincarnation will begin, and the souls of all living beings will return to their places. From now on, there will be no more birth or death."

The Yin-Yang Taoist priest did not know about this matter yet, but he also vaguely felt that many changes had taken place in the underworld recently.

Yin Yang Taoist: "I have already entered the underworld and become a ghost. What does this reincarnation have to do with me?"

The monk holding the flower said: "Although the Taoist priest is dead, he is not like other people. He was sent to the netherworld after his death and was even named a local ghost."

"But don't you ever think about what will happen if your Yin lifespan runs out one day?"

"Could it be that I won't enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn?"

Yin Yang Taoist: "How can the Divine Monk Kong Hui know that I cannot find the secret of immortality?"

The monk holding the flower asked again: "What if I can't find it? What if this wonderful Dharma is in this cycle of reincarnation?"

The Yin-Yang Taoist fell silent. Even if he was a true genius, who would be so confident that he could truly attain enlightenment?

If one cannot attain enlightenment, this reincarnation may be the last chance.

If you fail once, you will always have a chance to try again.

If there is no reincarnation.

By then, maybe everything will be in vain.

The Yin-Yang Taoist asked the same question that the Flower-Picking Monk had asked Ling Huajun: "When will the cycle of reincarnation begin?"

The monk holding the flower said: "I don't know. The earth gods and mountain masters have not all returned to their positions, and the nine provinces have not been unified. Even if the reincarnation cycle is restarted, how can we guide the souls of all living beings?"

Yin-Yang Taoist: "The world of the living and the underworld are like the way of Yin and Yang. They seem to have clear boundaries, but in fact they influence each other."

After the flower-picking monk said this, the Yin-Yang Taoist also understood what the other party meant.
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Wen Changxing was on his way back from the Imperial Master's Mansion.

The sky was still bright, but he felt a darkness in front of his eyes. It was clearly a hot day, but he felt cold all over.

"No, no."

"I must find a way to save the situation."

Wen Changxing shivered and talked to himself.

He wanted to take back the Nine Cauldrons to prove his destiny, but once the Nine Cauldrons were opened, it completely proved that he had no destiny.

He knew that if he did nothing, someone would probably do something next.

As he fell into deep fear, he began to save himself.

"It's all the work of Prince Yunyang, Wen Fonu, and Prince Wen Ji of Lucheng. It must be a conspiracy of the two of them."

"Rebel!"

"Evil thief!"

"I'm going to kill them all, all of them."

After returning, he immediately issued an order to capture Yunyang Prince Wen Fonu, and at the same time sent people to immediately capture Lucheng County Prince Wen Ji, and also issued an order for princes from all over the country to come to the capital for an audience with him.

Moreover, they sent people there overnight, as if they were afraid that the news from the capital would leak out. The kings and princes from all over the place reacted.

At this point, Wen Changxing had nothing to worry about.

He wants to strike first.

While everyone is still afraid of him as the emperor, and does not know what happened in the capital, and is still in awe and fear of the National Master Linghua, he should control all those who can threaten him, or kill them first.

In his view, this would ensure the stability of his throne.

In his opinion, what they need now is to race against time. Whoever is faster will win.

He didn't even think that even if he killed all the kings of the Wen family, when he lost his destiny, there would naturally be someone else to replace him.

In this world situation, it has never been just their group that sits at the top.

Perhaps, he didn't dare to think about it.

But it's not too late
Then, something even stranger happened. Wen Changxing issued an order to capture Yunyang King Wen Fonu, but after the order was issued, he searched the entire capital and could not find any information about Wen Fonu.

In the palace, Wen Changxing roared at several kneeling eunuchs and generals. He no longer had the arrogance and seriousness of the past.

"What, you can't find Wen Fu Nu?"

"A traitor just disappeared in the capital like this?"

"No way, absolutely impossible."

"Someone must be protecting him."

"Someone must be causing trouble, someone is against me. Investigate, you must find out for me. Search the entire capital, and find Wen Fo Nu and the person who hid him."

Wen Changxing was furious, and then he broke out in a cold sweat. He already felt that something was wrong, or that the situation was beginning to go beyond his control.

He was the emperor, but he couldn't find a rebellious Prince Yunyang who had just arrived in the capital. This was equivalent to sending a signal to Wen Changxing.

And soon, he learned another piece of news.

After receiving his order, the princes and dukes of the Wen clan came to the capital to "pay homage to him".

However, it was not quite the same as he had imagined. These princes and nobles did not come to the capital alone to pay homage to the emperor. Instead, they each led their armies towards Huajing City, and almost rushed all night long.

Even if it was to rescue the emperor, no one was so radical and eager.

The first to bear the brunt was Lucheng Prince Wen Ji, who led his army down the Yangtze River and headed straight for Huajing City.

All the way, it felt like entering a deserted place.

How could Wen Changxing believe that these people really came to see him? It was obvious that they were here to seize the throne and force the emperor to abdicate.

Overnight.

It seemed that all the princes knew what had happened in the capital, and they also knew that whoever could enter the capital first at this time would be able to succeed Wen Changxing and accept the mandate of heaven.

First he entered the capital and ascended the stage to be emperor, then he entered the capital and knelt down to pay homage.

"what?"

"Wen Ji is leading tens of thousands of troops towards the capital and will arrive in a few days. When did he send out his troops? How could it be so fast?"

"The other princes are also running towards this side. How is this possible?"

"Who leaked the news? Who leaked the news?"

In an instant, Wen Changxing felt like the sky was falling.

He thought he had seized the initiative by sending people to control the various kings and princes overnight.

result.

It seemed as if overnight, everyone knew that Wen Changxing had lost his destiny.

This time, the princes from all over the country really followed his will and came to the capital to "pay homage" to him.

When I get to His Highness, I’m afraid I’ll have to stand and ask him a question.

"Why did your majesty rebel?"

After receiving the exact news, Wen Changxing was completely at a loss. Fear surged from his chest, making him tremble all over.

in the hall.

He walked down the side stairs of the hall step by step, and his whole body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

But when the monk went to help him, he grabbed the handrail and stood up.

"Let go, I can still walk."

"I can still walk."

Wen Changxing shouted angrily at the temple servant, veins bulging on his face.

He said that he could still walk, but in fact, at this moment he didn't know where to go.

Although Huajing City was still in his hands and he was still on the throne, his highness's ministers still kowtowed to him and shouted "Long live the emperor!"

But at this moment he suddenly realized that he had become a lonely man, and everyone looked at him with a different meaning.

"I haven't lost yet, I can still go."

Hundreds of civil and military officials were kneeling before His Highness, but at this moment they were like walking corpses, motionless and silent.

The hall was completely silent, with only Wen Changxing's voice, filled with fear and rage, echoing in the hall.

That night.

Wen Changxing stayed awake all night, lying on the dragon couch still thinking about how to resolve this deadlock.

"What else can I do?"

"This Huajing City is no longer safe. There are traitors everywhere. We can't stay here any longer."

"I must leave the capital and call on my subjects..."

At this moment, the tightly closed gate of the imperial city was suddenly opened, and groups of shadows poured in from outside. Deafening shouts of killing were heard from the imperial city.

"kill!"

"He who kneels shall not die."

"He who kneels down shall not die."

"Kneel down, everyone kneel down."

After a series of shouts and cries of killing, there were sounds of kneeling down in surrender. The guards who had originally wanted to resist, after hearing their leader's shouts, were stunned for a moment and then immediately knelt on the ground.

What's worse, some of them just took up knives and guns and rushed inside together with the rebels who were rushing in.

"Wen Changxing is hated by all gods and ghosts, and has lost his destiny."

"Lucheng County Prince Wen Ji has led hundreds of thousands of troops towards the capital. Brothers, please do not make a mistake or you will bring disaster to your wives and children."

"Wen Changxing doesn't even offer a reward, so why would I risk my life for him? Is it worth it?"

"The copper mountain and silk sea that the national master borrowed for the world were all swallowed up by Wen Changxing. Let's go and ask him. Aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

"Let's go, let's go together..."

The sound of the commotion became quieter and quieter, and more and more figures gathered towards Wen Changxing's bedroom.

Wen Changxing had not slept all night, and was awakened by the shouting and screaming. He stood up and shouted loudly, but there was chaos outside at this time.

People in the palace were running around, trying to get outside, or hiding.

As the emperor, Wen Changxing shouted many times, but in the end only two eunuchs ran over to help him up, speaking in panic.

"Your Majesty, someone is causing trouble and has now entered the palace."

"How is it possible? How did the rebels get in?"

"I heard that someone opened the palace gates, and now there are thieves outside, saying they want to capture Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, please follow us. The thieves are coming this way. If you don't leave now, it will be too late."

"Let's go, where are we going?"

Wen Changxing looked confused. He really didn't know where to go at this moment.

While hesitating, the sky outside was already filled with flames.

Countless people holding torches came to the outside of the bedroom, as if they knew Wen Changxing was here from the beginning, and they rushed here and surrounded the place.

"Buzz!"

The palace gates opened.

In the firelight, a man in armor walked in with a group of people.

Layer upon layer of armored soldiers came in along the corridors on both sides and occupied and controlled all the corners.

Among the leaders, one was Wen Shenyou.

Wen Changxing's face showed an expression of horror and fear for a moment, but after seeing Wen Shenyou's appearance, his expression immediately sank and finally turned into understanding.

Perhaps two days ago, he had already guessed that this would be his fate.

The princes of various clans led their armies to the capital to "pay homage to the emperor". No matter who the final winner was, it would not be him.

Faced with this situation, the civil and military officials in the court would naturally not follow him anymore. Those who could remain silent were already loyal ministers.

As for those who are quick-witted, they will naturally start to consider their way out.

It would be too late to open the city gates and surrender after Wen Ji's army arrived. They could not wait any longer. It was only right for them to "follow the will of heaven" and capture this emperor who had lost his mandate of heaven first, and then send him as a token of surrender to the "true dragon emperor" who would enter the capital next.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Wen Changxing calmed down completely. He stood in the hall, looking at Wen Shenyou, laughing and scolding angrily.

"Hahahaha!"

"Rebellious ministers and traitors, rebellious ministers and traitors."

"I am the true dragon emperor. You have rebelled and usurped the throne. The annals of history will not forgive you."

"Eighteen levels of hell won't spare you either."

Wen Shenyou stepped forward step by step and finally stood in front of Wen Changxing.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Wen Changxing's face turned red.

"His Majesty!"

"Stop dreaming, it's time to wake up."

It was the first time that Wen Changxing heard someone speak to him in this tone after he proclaimed himself emperor. He wanted to say something more, but Wen Shenyou blocked his mouth first.

"His Majesty!"

"In the eyes of the immortal saint in heaven, you are not a true dragon emperor. You are just a mortal who sits on the throne of the emperor and can't do anything right."

"The only difference between you and that farmer is that you have the title of Son of Heaven."

"Your Majesty knows how you got the throne. Since Heaven can give it to you, it can also take it back."

"The annals of history will only record your stupidity and immorality, and the one who will go to the eighteenth level of hell will be you alone."

Wen Changxing seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He pointed at Wen Shenyou and could not utter a word.

Through the people invited by Princess Fengyu, Wen Shenyou secretly colluded with others and captured the people who controlled the troops in the capital, and then hurriedly controlled the emperor Wen Changxing before Wen Ji's army arrived.

Afterwards, Wen Shenyou issued an order in the name of Wen Changxing and completely took control of the entire capital.

Not only that, the day before Wen Ji arrived in the capital, Wen Shenyou hurriedly controlled Wen Changxing to summon civil and military officials and asked him to issue an edict in front of them.

The emperor ordered Lucheng County Prince Wen Ji to come to the capital and abdicate the throne to him.

At this time, Wen Ji even thoughtfully wrote the abdication edict for the emperor in advance.

In the hall controlled by layers of guards, Wen Changxing looked at the imperial edict in his hand with great excitement.

Wen Changxing became more and more excited as he watched, as if he was about to fall to the ground at the next moment, but Wen Shenyou remained unmoved.

Wen Shenyou has seized the initiative, but this does not mean that the overall situation has been decided, because other princes are also rushing to the capital. They must thoroughly establish the situation before others to avoid the chaos that follows.

According to common sense, an imperial decree should be issued in the name of the emperor, ordering the princes to return to their fiefdoms, but this strategy is ineffective at this time.

Because the emperor had already lost his Mandate of Heaven and his awe-inspiring power. They had come to snatch his Mandate of Heaven away in the first place, so how could they be made to retreat with just a few words?

The only way is to tell them that destiny has been found again.

Put a seal on everything.

After reading the imperial edict, Wen Changxing wanted to throw it on the ground.

But looking into Wen Shenyou's eyes, he finally asked.

"If I agree, can I still live?"

Wen Shenyou cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, don't you want to be a free and easy prince? In a few days, Your Majesty will be able to realize your wish."

Wen Changxing gritted his teeth for a moment, but then asked, "How do I know if you will break your promise?"

Wen Shenyou immediately mentioned another name: "Lord Linghua is alive, and God is watching what people do. Although my father and I are not timid, we still have a sense of awe."

"After all, your Majesty's previous example is right in front of us. My father and I dare not easily do such a thing as breaking our promise and killing our relatives."

Wen Changxing's face turned pale and then blue, and he finally let out a long sigh.

"go Go!"

"It's just a big dream after all."

He seemed relieved, but the hand that held up the imperial seal was shaking, and the flesh on his face trembled along with it.

In the end, it was the eunuch who held his hand and "helped" him to cover it up.

After Wen Changxing stamped the seal in front of everyone, he summoned all the ministers to the Mingtang, and the eunuch read the edict in front of all the civil and military officials.

"I have heard that the will of heaven is unpredictable and can only be supported by virtue. Since ancient times, the succession of imperial power has always been predetermined. I, with my incompetence, have inherited the legacy of my ancestors and have failed to carry forward the legacy of the past. This has caused the country to become exhausted, the people to become displaced, and the heavens to despise me and the gods to abandon me. This is my fault."

"Now, looking up at the sky and looking down at the people's hearts, I know that it is not appropriate for me to stay in this position for long."

"In the past, Yao and Shun abdicated, and Tang and Wu started revolutions. They all gained the world by demonstrating their virtues."

"Although I am not smart, I know how to advance and retreat, so I decided to follow the example of the sages and abdicate to the Prince of Lucheng."

"..."

The temple servant read it out word by word, and Emperor Wen Changxing seemed to have lost all his strength.

Wen Shenyou watched everything settle down, and immediately arranged for someone to deliver the edict to the outside of the city, or to be more precise, to his grandfather's hands.

"Go and give it to the Prince of Lucheng quickly, and summon him to the capital."

When Wen Shenyou said this, his throat moved twice and his voice became stronger.

"Accept the will of heaven."

Wen Shenyou asked someone to help Wen Changxing go down, but Wen Changxing was unable to do so and kept looking at Wen Shenyou.

Wen Shenyou knew what he was afraid of. He was afraid that he would die unclearly once he went down there.

Wen Shenyou looked at him, and finally leaned in and said something.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Your father and I will keep our promise."

"Only compared to this?"

"Compared to this life on earth, your majesty should be more worried about going to hell after death."

Others don’t know how terrible the hell is, but Wen Shenyou knows.

He seemed to be able to see what the scene would be like after Wen Changxing's death after being burdened with sins.

Wen Changxing was shocked: "I am going to hell?"

Wen Shenyou smiled and said, "Your Majesty has also seen the scene on the Nine Cauldrons. With the boundless sins and the countless ghosts devouring your life, what else can Your Majesty use to pay for it?"
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On the river outside the city.

Warships were piled up along the river, and a large number of soldiers followed them on the shore. Wen Changxing was surprised that Wen Ji came so quickly because when he was sending the Nine Cauldrons to the capital, he was also preparing to set off with the army.

In a sense, Wen Ji could be said to have fought a desperate battle.

On one of the warships, Wen Ji, who had been waiting for a long time, finally saw the imperial edict.

"Destiny has changed!"

"The big thing has been decided."

Even Wen Ji felt something surging in his chest at this moment, his scalp was tingling, and his hands and feet were stiff.

And it was reflected in his expression that the whole person instantly became energetic and no longer hesitated.

After he received the imperial edict in front of everyone, he immediately gave the order.

"All ships must start moving at full speed immediately and reach the capital before dawn."

At dawn.

Wen Ji dismounted from Tiansheng Ferry and led the army straight to the capital. Along the way, there were scouts and troops sent from the capital to report the situation.

From a distance, Wen Ji saw the gate of Huajing City open.

There was a crowd of people outside the city gate. Emperor Wen Changxing led civil and military officials to stand outside Huajing City to welcome the new emperor.

Wen Ji rode on his horse, looked at Wen Changxing but said nothing. He just walked past him and headed towards the capital.

The city walls and gates in front of him gradually became taller, and the imperial city in the distance was getting closer and closer to him.

What Wen Ji thought of in his mind at this moment were the four words he had said countless times before, or wanted to fight for.

"Accept the will of heaven."

But at this moment.

When destiny really fell on him, he also felt a mountain of pressure at the same time.

Can he really accept his destiny and fulfill the heaven's expectations of him?
If they can't accept it.

Perhaps, he will be the next Wen Changxing.
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Dainichi Shrine.

Linghua Jun's back passed through the temple and all the monsters passing by bowed to him.

Deep in the temple, Yun Zhongjun, wearing the clothes of the Weaver Girl, sat in front of the chessboard, picking up the chess pieces on the chessboard one by one.

Suddenly, a shadow sat opposite Yun Zhongjun's chessboard, looking at the other person who was slowly picking up chess pieces.

Yun Zhongjun: "Have you calculated the probability of Wen Changxing unifying the world?"

Moon Goddess: "I haven't calculated it, because it's not important."

"Anyway, whether he can unify the world or not, we will directly place the Earth God and Mountain God in various parts of Kyushu. Nothing can stop us."

Yun Zhongjun: "Wen Ji is quite capable, and Wen Shenyou's stats have also been modified by you. These two should be able to make good use of the merit system. It should not be difficult to create a stable and prosperous dynasty."

"As for what's next, that's a matter for when the time comes. We'll talk about it then."

Moon Goddess: "It depends on whether they can adapt to the new era, learn to use merit to earn merit, and learn to use merit to control the world."

From this moment on.

The world and the human race have completely changed, and the times are heading in an unprecedented direction.

A human court with great fortune and merit will be born in the hands of humans, gods, demons and ghosts.

After talking about human affairs in a few words, the Moon Goddess told Yun Zhongjun something at this time, which was also the "real business" she came here to talk about.

"The reincarnation plan has been approved. The plan has been authorized and injected into the Huangquan host."

"An hour ago, Gui Bo in Huangquan Base had already started to mass-produce soul model chips through the intelligent workshop."

Yun Zhongjun had already finished the entire chess game at this time and nodded.

"understood."

Then, he placed a brand new chess piece on the blank chessboard.

(End of this chapter)