How can a woman be the emperor!

Zhan Changfeng suddenly felt unworthy of the emperor's aunt and unworthy of herself. The already withered country became even more distorted in her eyes.

What is the use of such a world?

For the first time, Zhan Changfeng had thoughts that were not in line with her status as a prince.

"How about summoning the royal aunt back?" she asked again.

The old emperor was shrewd and wise. "It is not appropriate for her to be unmarried for ten years. She will choose a good disciple among the disciples of the family for her. From now on, she will have a husband to take care of her and children to pester her. Naturally, she will not have the energy to march and fight."

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Having said this, the old emperor pondered for a moment, "However, banditry has been rampant in Qushan recently and there are many rebels. Maybe she can be rectified first."

"My grandson has learned a lesson." Zhan Changfeng lowered his head and bowed, hiding her expression.

"You still have a lot to learn," the old emperor said with emotion again, "From now on, the world of the Yi family will be yours, and the continuation of the Yi family's bloodline will also depend on you."

Zhan Changfeng did not ask whether Yi Changsheng's son could inherit the throne. The answer was obviously no.

The child of a daughter of the Yi family is not from the Yi family, even if he/she is half of the Yi family's blood.

Just like the water thrown out by the daughter of a man from the Yi family.

At the beginning of the forty-sixth year of the Ming Dynasty, the old emperor issued eight edicts to the emperor's concubine and general Yi Chang to return to the capital. Unfortunately, none of the eight envoys successfully reached Xifeng City, and the edicts never reached Yi Chang's hands.

It wasn't until more than half a year later that Ling Huaizhi became the ninth messenger.

He raised his eyes and looked at the city in the distance. He was originally a handsome and elegant man, but now he was covered with weather.

Xifeng City is located on the southern border, close to the Yi and Di tribes.

The civil strife in the three southern states has subsided, but foreign aggression has just begun. Fortunately, Yi Shang had the foresight to build a city at the border of the two ethnic groups a few years ago and set up a defensive line.

Xifeng City means to stop the war, but in fact, there are frequent wars. Even the city walls are a dull color, as if they were painted layer by layer with blood.

There was a row of long poles in front of the city, and on each pole hung a row of withered or fresh heads, like a series of black lanterns. Ling Huaizhi did not dare to look at them and only stared at the closed city gate.

The soldiers behind the female wall stood upright and looked down at him with sharp eyes, but no one said a word.

Ling Huaizhi was a noble son in the imperial city and had a reputation for talent, but he had never encountered such a battle before. Holding back his anger, he just added a few blushes to his face, which had no visible skin color.

A guard general spoke from above, and a loud and evil voice forced him to come over, "Who is that sneaky person? Please tell me your name quickly, otherwise don't blame me for killing you mercilessly!"

As he spoke, dozens of arrows were already pointed at him.

What else could he do? He had no choice but to lose the restraint of a noble son and shout at the top of his lungs, "I am the emperor's envoy Ling Huaizhi! Open the city gate quickly and let me see the general!"

Poor young master, he has traveled through the harsh mountains and rivers for three months. He was robbed, lost his horse, lost his servants, and lost his bodyguards. His hair is black and knotted, half of his face is painted, his mouth is cracked, and he has a broken voice. Who knows what he is shouting.

The guard waved his hand impatiently, "Go away quickly, the refugee camp is three miles away, go by yourself!"

Ling Huaizhi's eyes widened and he wanted to argue with him, but as soon as he took half a step, an arrow was nailed in front of him, and he was filled with murderous intent!

"roll!"

"You. You!" Ling Huaizhi tossed his sleeves angrily and walked away. He fell to the ground due to hunger before he had gone far.

...What is this?

The noble prince has lost his temper after months of suffering. He is very lucky to be here instead of in a different place like his predecessors. Thinking of this, he can only sigh and reluctantly get up.

I went to look for water, then washed myself, combed my hair, and came to the city gate again.

"I am the emperor's envoy!" He shouted over and over again, waving a bright yellow imperial edict.

The guard general said something to the people next to him. After a while, the city gate opened a crack and a soldier came out. "Give me the imperial edict so that the general can identify the authenticity."

The force was stronger than the others, so Ling Huaizhi had to bow his head and hand over the imperial edict. He was just about to follow the soldiers into the city, but was stopped.

"You can't come in yet, please wait here!"

"Don't bully others too much!" Ling Huaizhi finally said angrily.

The soldier seemed to be looking at a fool, and did not argue with him, and closed the city gate directly. There are so many spies, who knows if you are a good person, you really think that Xifeng City is a food market.

Ling Huaizhi felt dizzy and rested against the city wall, but he couldn't resist the strange smell of decay that penetrated his nose. He touched the wall and found it was damp and cold. When he opened his palms, he saw there was a faint trace of blood.

With a start, he moved a little further away from the city wall. He stood there in a daze for another three or four hours, then fell to the ground with a bang.

When he woke up again, he saw the bed curtains, and suddenly a feeling came to his mind.

Quite coincidentally, there was a knock on the door, "Envoy Ling, the general wants to see you."

He found that he had been cleaned up, and he only needed to put on clothes and organize his description. However, as soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he couldn't stop hesitating. After all, he was still a little scared.

He would not naively think that Di Ji could return to the capital with him peacefully.

"Ling Huaizhi, please see Your Highness." He bowed his hands and looked at his feet.

"There is no His Highness here, only the General."

The double ten woman, in red robe and black armor, stood tall and straight. At first glance, she looked lonely and indifferent. Ling Huaizhi almost thought he had recognized the wrong person.

"...General." He calmed down. Although the imperial edict has been handed over to Yi Chang, he still has to fulfill his mission. "I have been ordered to come here and ask the general to take over Xifeng's affairs. Follow me."

I will return to the imperial city to resume my duties."

"Okay." Yi Chang seemed to be agreeing to an inconsequential request.

"Your Majesty misses you very much, and Qushan needs you..." Ling Huaizhi suddenly paused, a little unbelievable, she agreed, she agreed so easily?!

Ling Huaizhi resigned in a daze, and things went smoothly which made him uncomfortable.

Yi Chang chuckled lightly, picked up a piece of cloth and wiped the spear. The shiny spear head was cast with thousands of lives. The cold light of winter fell on it, which was colder than ice.

This is a deep pool, carrying worldly love, hatred, and hatred. This is an abyss of silence, in front of which all important or trivial things will become insignificant.

This is the end.

A white plum blossom floats down the branch, the breeze blows gently, and the gentleman is noble.

Seeing the smile on her lips, Mei Yichi frowned slightly and extended his invitation again, "Follow me back to the mountain. The road will be smooth."

Her smile is the result of having experienced the world. After seeing through the indifference and desolation of the mortal world, it makes the younger generations despair for no reason, and her peers sigh with relief. This is a feeling that only those who are going through this era of desolation can understand.

But Mei Yichi didn't understand. He was born in the snow in spring, grew up in Huhao Mountain, and was immersed in the precepts of Taoism. Everything in the world seemed to him like looking at the water from a mountain. It was difficult for him to understand the tangled love of the world, and he couldn't understand their regard for daily necessities, power, money, and money.

chase.

Of course, he had no intention of understanding it, but he met Yi Shang, a woman with a Taoist heart who was still ups and downs in this world.

The Taoist heart trapped in the world made him seem to see a pearl thrown into the junk pile. The beautiful jade was lying idle and gathering dust. He felt regretful and uncomfortable, and couldn't help but "set things right" and let her go to a suitable place.

However, she only admitted that she was a general.

"You will die." Mei Yichi saw her future.

"Of course I will die."

"Go with me."

Yi Chang pursed her lips, "I don't know what you keep saying, and I don't know why I would leave you. I only know that the reason why I am who I am now is because of my choice and perseverance.

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"Is the mortal world so worth cherishing?" Mei Yichi was confused.

"Nostalgia?" Yi Chang felt funny, "On the contrary, I hate it."

"I hate war, I hate stupid and cowardly people, I hate the calculations in the court, and I even want to give up this endless life, but I never flinch."

Yi Shang said again, "The war is for the country. Stupid and cowardly people will try their best to survive. There are loyal people in the court. This kind of life may not end one day. They didn't make me despair. How dare I let them down?"

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Mei Yichi was speechless. He wanted to say something about his stubbornness, but he couldn't.

Things in the human world are much more complicated than the moral principles in the scriptures.

Ling Huaizhi knew it wasn't that simple. Every day he asked when it would be released, but the reply he got was always that there were too many things to do and he hadn't handed over yet.

Except for the first time, he had never seen Yi Chang at all.

He recalled the palace banquet on the Ghost Festival, when the Yin Dynasty was still peaceful, and she was a graceful and noble empress on the high platform, her manners were dignified and admirable.

Is it worse to stay in the palace and be an imperial concubine who is being cared for than to live and die in a state of uncertainty?

She is not a man.

Ling Huaizhi spent more than a month in the heavily guarded General's Mansion, and finally squatted at the gate and caught Yi Shang.

At that time, Yi Shang's armor was stained with blood, and a strand of hair beside her temple brushed her cold cheek, bringing with it the smell of blood.

Ling Huaizhi couldn't help but take a step forward, "Your Highness, I am pleased with you!"

So... his Adam's apple rolled, and the rest of his words were swallowed up by her clear and indifferent eyes.

So can you come back to the capital with me and I will give you a stable home?

Yi Chang glanced at him and strode towards the study, followed by the general behind him.

The generals looked at this "boy" inexplicably, shook their heads, and ignored him.
To be continued...