Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 2082

Suddenly, he woke up with a start.

Is there a possibility... that Shi Anxia and Cen Yuan also had the same dream as him?

Otherwise, why would they go to such great lengths to help him ascend the throne when they knew nothing about him?

Because they knew from the beginning that he was born to be the emperor!

This thought made Xiao Zhi break out in cold sweats; even the scorching sun outside the carriage could not dispel the chill from his body.

He almost hysterically lifted the bamboo curtain of the carriage, "Stop, stop the carriage!"

He wanted to go back immediately to find out the truth!

Long Jiang rode forward, jumped down, and asked respectfully, "What does King Gui Zheng want?"

Xiao Zhi was stunned by the question.

What exactly was he going to ask? Was An Xia dreaming?

So funny!

What if she admits it? What if she doesn't?

Xiao Zhi said dejectedly, "We've taken the wrong road. Let's go to Jiangcheng."

Long Jiang said, "Prince Guizheng's daughter's health has not yet recovered, so it is not appropriate for her to go again..."

Xiao Zhi interrupted, "Do as I say. The people of Jiangcheng are in dire straits, how can I stay out of it?"

Long Jiang inexplicably saw a kind of decisiveness and resolution in Xiao Zhi's eyes that he had never seen before.

That was a more majestic demeanor than when he sat on the dragon throne.

Long Jiang didn't dare to disobey, "Yes!"

The carriage headed towards Jiangcheng.

The sound of horse hooves startled Xiao Zhi's thoughts that were as fast as a thousand horses galloping in his heart.

Those complicated and confusing thoughts gradually drowned out the love stories of the past, and were replaced by the classics on state governance, such as "The Strategy of Water Conservancy in the Northern Wing" and "The Strategy of Military Farming in the Nine Frontiers", which he repeatedly deduced in his dreams.

He remembered that he wrote in "Junjian Pian" in Beiyishu: "Using jade as a comparison to virtue, one can reflect one's heart and nature; using history as a scale, one can measure gains and losses; using the sword as a warning, one can stop wars; using the stars as a calendar, one can correct the farming seasons; using slander as medicine, one can cure stupidity.

Gold is the measure of all things in the world; law is the rope that can be used to correct the ceremonies in the court; poetry is the pulse that can be used to diagnose the feelings of the people.

Observe the clouds to know the weather, observe the morning to know the fate of the country, observe the people to know the rise and fall. The bronze mirror reflects the body, the heart mirror reflects the soul, and the history mirror reflects the fate.

In the "Northern Wing Book: Junwu Chapter", he wrote: "Three warnings are inscribed on the sword: guard against arrogance, guard against laziness, and guard against arbitrary decisions; three words are cast on the tripod: speak for the people, speak for the border, and speak for the reserve of talents."

In "Bei Yi Shu Jun Shi Pian", he wrote, "The iron horses on the palace eaves can tell the wind direction, the dust on the post road can tell the border situation, and the copper coins in the market can measure the order of chaos."

In the fragment of "Old Stories of the Northern Wing: Letters from Emperor Zhaowu", he wrote, "I arranged my crown in front of the Qingluan mirror, listened to the people's sufferings outside the black armor tent, and verified the loyalty and treachery with red comments."

Xiao Zhi slammed the carriage window, "Stop! Stop! Prepare the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone! Quick!"

If he didn't hurry up, he was afraid that he would forget all of this in the next moment.

Long Jiang was exhausted by Xiao Zhi's torture. He rode his horse back to the princess's residence and ran into the guard.

"Emperor..."

"Ahem!" Guard Banzheng cleared his throat and bowed to Long Jiang. "Greetings, Lord Long. I wonder why you are so flustered?"

Long Jiang sighed, "Prince Gui Zheng suddenly asked for pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the way, and he seemed to be in a hurry. I don't know what he wanted."

The guard thought, except for my sister, he can have anything he wants. He was very generous, "Prepare, prepare, prepare for him quickly, as much as he wants."

Long Jiang laughed and whispered, "Your Majesty, you don't look like a guard."

The guard chuckled, "Master Long, please bear with me. I've never seen the world. I'll go now... Hey... that little palace maid, quickly go prepare the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone for Prince Guizheng."

The little palace maid giggled and bowed slightly, "Yes, I'll go right away."

The back view is very cheerful.

Long Jiang looked at the emperor and empress having fun and was speechless. "You two are not good. You don't look like guards and maids."

The guard immediately stood up straight, "Please correct me, Lord Long!"