Quick Wear: The Demon Lord blew up the tomb at the beginning

After settling everything, Xie Lang stepped into Chang'an Palace. It was a desolate place with messy ground. The palace servants inside had fled on the day the city was breached, taking with them a large amount of property in the palace. When Xie Lang took over, most of the treasures inside were gone.

Xie Lang did not pursue the matter and had the palace tidied up.

"General." The military advisor came over and looked at Xie Lang seriously with a serious expression.

Xie Lang understood what he wanted to say and asked everyone else to leave, leaving only Zhang Han.

"General, what are you going to do next?" The military advisor knew that Zhang Han was Xie Lang's confidant, so he didn't hide it from him: "Should you let the princess take the throne, and the general hand over the military power and become a princess of a wealthy family, or should you go one step further..."

"The general conquered the world, and the throne of the emperor should belong to him." Zhang Han stated his position without thinking.

Hearing these bold words, the military advisor quickly glanced at Xie Lang's expression and found that she had a calm expression and did not scold Zhang Han immediately, so he knew what she was thinking.

"Military Advisor Chen, why am I rebelling, and under what banner?" Xie Lang turned around, with his back to Chen Ji, stared at the highest throne in the hall, and spoke lightly.

“Not for personal gain, but for the benefit of all people in the world.”

Chen Ji looked at Xie Lang's back, his tone a little excited: "Serve the people and practice morality, punish the unjust, and punish the tyrants. Only the general truly puts the people in his heart. Every time the general occupies a place, he exempts the local taxes. After entering Chang'an, he fulfilled his promise as soon as possible, and hundreds of thousands of people in the immortal realm were able to return home."

"The only one who can calm the hearts of the people is you, the general."

He followed Xie Lang all the way and offered advice. It can be said that he also had a share of the credit for the quick capture of Chang'an, but at the same time he also carried Xie Lang's label. If Xie Lang returned the military power and just became a princess, his credit would be greatly reduced.

Only if Xie Lang takes one step further can he take one step further. What he has his eyes on is the position of one of the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers, or even the head of the Three Dukes, the Prime Minister.

Xie Lang nodded, turned around, looked at Chen Ji, and also made a promise: "If I ascend the throne of the emperor, who else can take the position of prime minister except you?"

Why do these people follow her? Isn't it to achieve success and win a future?

Even if she wanted to give the throne to Lu Dongli now, the generals and counselors who followed her to fight would not agree. If Lu Dongli ascended the throne, they might be rewarded, but they would not be able to surpass Lu Dongli's confidants. Why should they give up the empire they had worked so hard to build to become a wedding dress for others?

In this situation, no matter whether Xie Lang is a woman or not, even if she is a pig, they have to push her forward.

After clarifying the goal, Xie Lang randomly found a few seats in the palace and discussed the next political proposition and the treatment of Xie Yuanjing with Chen Ji. Zhang Han stood beside him and listened.

During the discussion, Xie Lang came up with an interesting idea.

"Xie Yuanjing's crime is that he has brought disaster to the people. Since he takes pleasure in the suffering of the people, I believe that those who have been harmed by him would like to eat his flesh and drink his blood. It would be better to tie him up on the street at the city gate and take off his clothes. Anyone who has a grudge against him can cut off a piece of his flesh. What do you think of this idea?"

Chen Ji looked at Xie Lang in astonishment. How vicious was this move!

Not only kill the person, but also kill his heart.

Not only did he achieve the goal of killing Xie Yuanjing, but he also won the hearts of the people and silenced the few remaining loyal ministers of Daliang.

He could foresee the frenzy of the people that day.

"But in this case, General, aren't you afraid that future generations will follow suit?" This exposes another problem. If Xie Lang can use the people to execute Xie Yuanjing today, future generations can also use the same method to execute Xie Lang's descendants.

Xie Lang's behavior provides a vivid example for future generations.

"If you can win the support of the people, what is there to fear?" Xie Lang stood up, his eyes deep and sharp: "If you can't win the support of the people, what will happen?"

"Throughout history, no dynasty has lasted for thousands of years. I cannot guarantee that my descendants will all be wise rulers. If a tyrant ruler emerges, I will not blame the people who rise up in rebellion. I will even cheer loudly and curse the tyrant, saying that it is his own fault."

Chen Ji's eyes grew serious as he looked at Xie Lang with awe. It was not awe for a superior, but respect for her own personal charm.

What a saying, "If you can't win the support of the people, what will happen?" Most monarchs only think about how to maintain their rule, how to pass the throne to their descendants, and how to make the dynasty last for thousands of years.

Even if a monarch climbed up from the bottom, he was nothing more than a dragon slayer becoming a dragon.

However, Xie Lang supported the masses in rising up and overthrowing the tyranny of future generations.

How many people can compare with such a broad mind and such a broad mind?

This is the true saintly king who cares about the people.

Zhang Han was listening nearby with his mouth wide open. He was also shocked by Xie Lang's thoughts. Before, he thought Xie Lang had the ambition of a tyrant, but also cared about the people, and could be a wise ruler. But now, he felt that she had surpassed the "human" and was a true saint.

Chen Ji bowed deeply to Xie Lang and said, "General, you can be regarded as a saint in this world."

Xie Lang shook her head. What did the offspring have to do with her? She could only use magic to create a child with Lu Zhaoping's bloodline, but it was not her child.

Besides, if the emperors after him could not keep their foundation, could she come back to help them regain their territory? She was not that idle.

Next, Xie Lang called together a few confidants to discuss the next major events. That night, the Chang'an Palace was brightly lit and the candles were never extinguished.

At dawn the next day, a huge team set out from Chang'an and headed towards Jiangdong.

At the same time, Xie Lang also announced to the public the treatment of Xie Yuanjing and Jiang Nishang, and the time was set for the first day of next month. The world was instantly in an uproar.

More and more people came to persuade Xie Lang. They believed that even if Xie Yuanjing was guilty, he should not be punished by the people. If that were the case, wouldn't it disrupt the foundation of etiquette and law?

The one who started making figurines has no descendants!

Once this loophole is opened, the people will find that they can decide the life and death of the emperor, and their awe of imperial power will be gone. Once the awe is gone, it will be detrimental to governance.

These people who gave advice were either supporters of rites and laws, or vested interests, or generations of nobles, but they had one thing in common, that is, they were the ruling class.

When the real grassroots people heard the news, they all applauded and rejoiced, shouting that Xie Lang was someone who truly stood up for the people, and that it would be great if she could become the emperor.

Many civilians in the realm of immortal cultivation were originally going to return home to reunite with their families, but after hearing the news, they decided not to go home. That was the emperor, the almighty emperor. In the past, they didn't even dare to offend a petty official, but now they could actually cut off a piece of the emperor's flesh.

It’s so exciting.

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"When will General Lu become the emperor? If she becomes the emperor, good days will come for us common people."

Outside a noodle shop on a street in Chang'an city, a woman was rolling noodles and talking, and the man washing beans next to her made a 'hush' gesture.

"Keep your voice down. You can't say that. It's not certain who will be the emperor yet. I heard that General Lu is a woman, and women can't be emperors. If others find out and tell the new emperor, we will be in big trouble."

The woman was furious and put down her rolling pin, cursing: "Who said women can't be emperors? Do you look down on women? Don't forget who is supporting this noodle shop?"

"Cui Niang, I was wrong. I also hope that General Lu will be the emperor, but I have only heard of male emperors, not female emperors?"

The woman named Cui Niang continued to curse: "Has there ever been an example of people killing the emperor? Isn't it happening now? In the final analysis, rules are meant to be broken. The general is so good to the people, if she doesn't become the emperor, who will be the emperor?"

Lu Dongli pulled open the curtain of the carriage and saw this scene. Half a month ago, after Xie Lang captured Chang'an, he sent a team of people to pick him up. Along the way, all he heard were the people praising Xie Lang.

And their calls for Xie Lang to be the emperor.

Letting the curtain drop, he knew what he had to do.

On the same day, after Lu Dongli met Xie Lang, he announced in public that the throne belonged to Xie Lang.

The empire was conquered by Xie Lang, and the people supported her. He had no reason to fight for the throne that did not belong to him.

Moreover, he never thought about becoming an emperor, nor did he have the courage to be one. What he wanted was to be remembered forever, to "make the king as good as Yao and Shun, and to make the customs more refined", to assist a wise king, and to become a famous minister.

Assisting a daughter is also assisting. Who says a father cannot assist his daughter? Maybe it will even leave a story that will be passed down through the ages?

After hearing Lu Dongli's decision, some people were happy, some sighed, and some were unwilling. Those who were unwilling wanted to persuade him, but Lu Dongli had made up his mind. Seeing his attitude, those who wanted to persuade him no longer had any hope for Lu Dongli and gradually turned to Xie Lang.