Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

Inside the Zichen Hall, Wu Wencang was buried in a mountain of memorials.

Li Qixi looked at the piles of memorials and said, "Those old guys submit memorials every day for trivial matters. They are a bunch of useless people who really can't make any decisions."

Wu Wencang waved lovingly at Li Qixi: "Anu, come, come to A'niang."

Li Qixi walked to the desk and sat next to Wu Wencang. She signaled the servant who was serving beside her to leave first.

The servants bowed and retreated.

Li Qixi was holding the ink stick and was about to grind ink when he was stopped by Wu Wencang.

"Instead of grinding ink, why don't you review memorials with Mother and share her worries?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Li Qixi's heart was in turmoil.

She looked at Wu Wencang's gentle smile and felt unreal for a moment.

Could it be that the Empress wants me to get involved in state affairs and participate in world affairs?

Seeing Li Qixi stunned and speechless, Wu Wencang knew what he was thinking and said, "The plan Anu proposed last time was very good. In the past two years, Anu has repeatedly helped A Niang overcome difficulties. In the past, I only regarded you as my child and ignored Anu's political talent."

"Now that I know my son has a long-term vision and a meticulous mind, since you were born into the royal family, you should shoulder the responsibilities of the royal family. Mother will naturally cultivate your talents in this area."

Although Li Qixi has been secretly planning and building up his power, everything he thinks and does is to help A Niang consolidate her power.

Now, what A'niang said was tantamount to opening a door for her to a higher and farther direction: she, Li Qixi, would be able to compete with her brothers for the throne in the future!

Good news came out of nowhere, and faced with such a long-awaited thing, Li Qixi naturally would not refuse.

Wu Wencang personally demonstrated how to carefully read a memorial, his voice steady: "Reading a memorial is like reading a hundred officials. You need to have a deep understanding of the court situation, carefully consider every word, and scrutinize every sentence. Only then can you understand the deeper meaning hidden between the lines of the person submitting the memorial."

"When reading memorials, one must not only examine the surface words but also the connections behind them and try to understand their party positions. Only in this way can one understand their motives and plans."

Li Qixi listened carefully: "I understand."

Then, Wu Wencang selected several memorials with relatively concise and easy-to-understand contents and asked Li Qixi to read them and express his own opinions.

Wu Wencang listened quietly from the side, sometimes nodding in approval, sometimes giving additional guidance, and his teaching was very detailed and meticulous.

By the time I finished reviewing all the memorials, the sunset had already turned a gloomy color.

At this time, a eunuch shouted in a shrill voice: "The Saint has arrived——"

The ending tone was drawn out for a long time, and it was quite shrill and harsh.

Li Qixi quickly stood up and half-leaned and half-lay on the couch beside him, resting his head on his arms and crossing his legs.

The last time Li Yaozu returned from Fengshan, he was still ill. Now, under the careful care of the imperial physician, his health has recovered a lot.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he brought with him the scent of cosmetics, and it was obvious where he was going.

Even though Wu Wencang had asked all the concubines in the harem to go to school, Li Yaozu still couldn't stand the loneliness and ran to the school to play and have fun with the concubines.

Only Wu Wencang was left in the Zichen Hall to review the memorials.

Seeing the unserious Li Qixi, Li Yaozu smiled like an ordinary father and said, "Qianqiu, you are becoming more and more arrogant now. You can't even show courtesy to your father."

But his smile didn't reach his eyes, and there was no real emotion in it.

The reason why Li Qixi was unwilling to accept other people's courtesy was because she also did not like to greet others, especially asking her to kneel down in front of Li Yaozu, which was a great humiliation to her.

When he was seven years old, the Turkic forces were strong and frequently invaded the border of Wu Zhou, and the Wu Zhou army suffered successive defeats.

The distraught Li Yaozu was so angry that his rheumatism relapsed. Just when the pro-war and pro-peace factions were arguing in the court, the Turks suddenly proposed to marry Wu and establish friendly relations.

If Li Yaozu is willing to marry the princess to the Turks, the two countries can live in harmony.

Li Yaozu was overjoyed when he heard this, as he happened to have a son, his youngest son Li Qixi, who was only seven years old at the time.

He ordered the Grand Historian to pick an auspicious day, and then happily married Li Qixi to Tubo to be the concubine of the Khan who was nearly sixty years old.

In order to alleviate the slight sense of guilt in his heart, Li Yaozu specially gave Li Qixi the title of "Qianqiu".

Now, the only trace of guilt in Li Yaozu's heart was also soothed by himself. He smiled dotingly at the ignorant Li Qixi and said, "Xi'er, next month you will go to the Turkic Khan to be his princess?"

"The Turks have many rare treasures and delicacies that we in Wu Zhou have never seen. If you are honored as a princess of Wu Zhou, the Khan will love you very much."

Li Qixi said in a childish voice, "But that Khan is an old man."

"Who told you that, Xi'er? Older men are more caring. Not only that, but the historians will also record your name in the annals of history, and your name will be passed down through the ages."

Little Li Qixi almost nodded in agreement under the coaxing of his father.

Fortunately, A'niang arrived in time and hugged her tightly, preventing all this from happening.

As far as she could remember, that was the first time she saw A Niang and A Ye arguing. She could no longer remember what they talked about at the time, but she would never forget A Niang's tears.

She was held in Wu Wencang's arms, watching her mother's tears sliding down her cheeks. At that time, her mother's face was still round.

The tears dripped onto the back of her hand, feeling hot.

Later, A'niang built a Taoist temple for her, named "Qianqiu Temple".

Li Qixi lived there for several years thereafter.

At that time, she had no idea why her mother wanted to leave her alone in the Taoist temple.

It's not as good as the palace there, and I can't see my mother and father.

It was not until she grew up and became sensible that she understood her mother's good intentions.

How many princesses lost their freedom, suffered abuse, became isolated and helpless, and died in a foreign land after being married off.

The funny thing is that Aye never mentioned these bloody facts to her.

If marriage is really as wonderful as Aye said, I am afraid those royal men would have lined up to marry her long ago. How could it be her turn as a woman?

Perhaps in Aye's eyes, what does a woman's life or death have to do with him?

As the king of a country, he can gain peace for his country by sacrificing a daughter, and he will be loved and respected by the people of Wu Zhou. Why not do it?

No one cares about a woman's life or death, even if she is a princess.

For Li Qixi, "Princess Qianqiu" is not an honor or a gift, but a shackle and a cage, a memorial arch erected for her.

Since you are a princess of Wu Zhou and are supported by the people, you should marry into the royal family in order to protect the people.

From the day the Turks requested a marriage alliance, seven-year-old Li Qixi had only two options: marriage or death.

As long as she is still alive, Aye will definitely send her to marry.