Looking at the third prince, seeing him hairy all the time, he said: "A View of the United States in the World Financial Crisis from the Rise of Corn Prices."
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On April 18th, the empress took back all the positions of the princes and concubines during the reign of the Supreme Emperor. Among them, the eleven princes who were in the northern border blatantly resisted the order and secretly drove the combined green forest forces to assassinate the officials in the northern border, intending to give the newly enthroned empress It created an unfavorable situation, but just as he started, he was intercepted by the Green Forest Alliance of the North who had been fighting against him endlessly. With an extremely organized counterattack, the eleven princes fled in haste in the North to take shelter of the largest force in the North, the Changtian Gang. But because he interfered with the ownership of the new leader of the Changtian Gang, he was assassinated with hatred by the deputy leader who had the strength to compete for the position of leader but failed because of this.
Those who juggle the rivers and lakes will die in the rivers and lakes.
On April 20th, the empress implemented a new policy, abolished the purple cloak and iron guards, unified the power of investigation and arrest to the Ministry of punishment, and reorganized the prison. The frontier army changed defenses, the power of soldiers and horses in the world was unified, taxes were reformed and taxes were re-set, the national treasury and local deficits were checked, and related criminal names, judiciary, household administration, army, agricultural and mulberry, imperial examinations, cultural governance, and economics were separately listed. Twenty new policies Eight articles, promulgated and distributed, and specially enacted severe punishment laws to support the implementation of the new law. Officials from all over the country who fail to implement the new policy will be executed! Those who embezzle and accept bribes amounting to a hundred taels of silver will be beheaded! Those who interfere with the criminal name and cause unjust, false and wrongly decided cases shall be beheaded! Those who are yin and yang to deceive the superior and the inferior will be beheaded! Those who form cliques, engage in private affairs and even disrupt the government, beheaded! Exempt the royal family from the right to discuss relatives and nobles, and those who commit the above crimes will be executed! After eighteen beheadings in a row, the mouth and legs of the eunuch holding the imperial decree were soft.
And there are many more heads, beheaded without hesitation! Outside the Meridian Gate, there are heads to be killed every day. There are too many officials to kill, and some people say that it is not enough. The empress immediately changed the nine-rank Zhongzheng system to the imperial examination system, opening the door to the country's selection of scholars. The son of a poor family can also be a minister in the Golden Palace. It is said that the empress smiled amiably at the censor at that time, and said: "Ah? Killed too much? It's okay, officials. Don't be afraid of others. Don't be afraid of officials. Kill me Make up one, to ensure that every radish has a hole, oh, the radish in your hole has been planted for a long time, do you want to change it?"
From then on, the censor shut up, so as not to be exchanged by the empress for a radish in her pit one day.
Naturally, the messy administration of officials in Tiancheng's last years could not be clarified in a day, but no matter what, Xuanji was poked awe-inspiringly by the iron-fisted methods of the Empress and the Supreme Emperor, and the state departments and systems began to operate normally. The New Deal is also slowly being implemented in an orderly manner.
When the government affairs came to an end, Meng Fuyao turned around to care about the brothers and sisters who were under confinement. On the first day, she asked each brother and sister to write a political commentary.
There were all kinds of things handed in, and there was even an article called "I'm So Stupid".
"I'm so stupid, really, I only know that my father has fourteen children. I didn't know that there was one lost outside. I discussed with my staff that night whether to do it, and I almost did it. It's called Ninth Sister Got it, she was probably afraid that I would make a mistake, so she asked me not to do it, but I refused, I wanted to be the emperor, but Ninth Sister should not, after several times of persuasion, I looked back and saw that people were dead all over the place without me I have a chance, and my chance will not just disappear. I asked around, but it was really gone. I was anxious, ordered my house in my house, and went out of the city. I ran and ran until the middle of the night. Running to and fro in the ravine, a lot of people were waiting, and seeing swords and guns flashing in the valley, I said, well, it’s finally over, I swung my knife and slashed, fighting is fun, the throne has no share, in the end it’s still Locked up here, I've got hemorrhoids and there's no cure for it... I'm so stupid, really."
Meng Fuyao looked at it immediately, and solemnly wrote on the answer sheet of the Twelve Princes: "Plagiarism is shameful, zero points."
Immediately, she carefully read several political papers and put them aside.
On the second day, she ordered people not to provide food for the hall, and they starved them for three days. On the third day, she sent someone to send in ten steamed buns. There were twenty Xuanji imperial sons and grandsons in them, and one could be divided between two, of course. , Will the two share one? It's hard to say. After she ordered Ji Yu to send the steamed buns in, everyone's performances were recorded separately and handed over to her.
Ji Yu handed in the record the next day, she looked at it, and took out the previous political comments, which were correct with this record, and took out three copies and put them aside.
The next day, she ordered Ji Yu to talk to someone quietly, called out one by one, and came back mysteriously one by one, and then asked Ji Yu to record their reactions, this time she looked around and only pulled out a record.
After these things were done, she had been on the throne for a while, and she suddenly wanted to relax, so she went out for a stroll, without any guards, only Mr. Yuan Bao.
The relationship between Changsun Wuji and Meng Fuyao has been in a tepid state recently, probably in the state of "good morning, hello, have you eaten? Have you eaten, what did you eat? Ah, forgot"—actually It can't be blamed for the slow progress. Meng Fuyao was too busy when he became the country's president, so he spent less time with His Royal Highness. The only progress between the two is that Mr. Yuan Bao was allowed to accompany him.
And Zong Yue has already returned to the country, he left sadly and at ease, no matter what, Meng Fuyao expressed that forgiveness is the greatest luck, as for the pain frozen in memory, it can only be left to slowly dissipate with time.
Meng Fuyao was wearing a mask and was wandering around with Mr. Yuan Bao in his pocket. Mr. Yuan Bao couldn't move when he saw the candied haws, so he crawled out to point fingers. Just as Meng Fuyao was about to pay for it, someone suddenly said strangely: "Ah Ou, idiot! Ao Ou Oh, mice also eat candied haws!"
Meng Fuyao looked back in astonishment, only to see a gaudy parrot jumping up and down on the gourd shelf, while jumping, it mocked Master Yuan Bao endlessly: "Ah Ou Ou, the white mouse, ah Ou Ou, the white mouse eating candied haws !"
Lord Yuan Bao's hair stood up all over his body, and he cursed "Zhi Zhi!"
The parrot has a bunch of weird vertical yellow hairs on its head, it looks like yellow smoke is coming out of its head, one green eye is open and the other is closed, and one leg is crossed, squinting at Mr. Yuan Bao: "Ah Ou Ou, you understand people. talk?"
Mr. Yuan Bao just raised his chest proudly, when he heard it say with contempt: "Oh Ou Ou, what's so great about understanding human language? Oh Ou Ou, it's rare to be able to speak human language. If you have the ability, say a few words to me. Listen, sir? Say it, say it—" It suddenly fluttered its wings, raised its head, and looked like Mr. Yuan Bao with its chest and stomach full, raised its neck, stopped, and imitated Yuan Bao, "Zhi Zhi, Zhi Zhi!"
Mr. Yuan Bao, who had never been despised before, made a "bang", the small universe exploded, and he rushed over and "rebounded and kicked after 360 degrees", the parrot jumped away lightly, and continued to despise: "Ah Ou Ou, rat, What's so great about being white? What's so great about being able to understand the words? I'm still a flower, I can not only understand, I can also speak, I'm ten thousand times more noble than you! Ou Ou!"
Master Yuan Bao is on the verge of madness...
It shook its head with its teeth and claws, and went to grab Meng Fuyao's knife, trying to use Meng Fuyao's knife to cut off the cluster of yellow feathers of the damned parrot. Squeak! Squeak!"
"King Kong, you are naughty again!"
A somewhat familiar female voice sounded, and then the parrot was grabbed by someone with a raised hand, and Meng Fuyao also grabbed Master Yuan Bao, who was desperately trying to remember, but when he turned his head, it was the little girl from Jinhuan, Feiyan's maid.
The girl smiled at Meng Fuyao and walked away, patted the parrot, and said: "Let's go, what are you waiting for? Didn't you say that the things in our house are only suitable for your appetite? Go back and get the Wansheng Dan for you to eat, um... also It's the treasure hunt season in our clan..."
She walked away talking to herself, Meng Fuyao stood in the crowd, looking at her back thoughtfully, suddenly someone approached beside her, with a faint strange fragrance, asked: "Who did you see?"
Meng Fuyao turned around, smiled at Changsun Wuji, and said, "A bird."
"It didn't lend you its wings, did it?" Changsun Wuji looked up in that direction.
Meng Fuyao walked straight away, and said calmly: "Who knows?"
Changsun Wuji did not move, and sighed softly for a while.
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On May 18th of the first year of Xuanji Duanming, it was a hot and rainless day.
When Feng Xuan woke up early in the morning, he felt dull in his heart, like the cloudy and cloudy early summer weather, which was cloudy and unsettling. He looked at the water droplets condensed on the wall because of the moisture, and remembered in a daze that no one had come to see it for a long time. him.
Then I thought again, the doctor of my illness said earlier that I would not live until April, so how come I am still fine? However, the recent prescriptions are really good, and my spirit has improved, especially my eyes, which have been blurred for a long time and can't see things, but recently they are getting clearer day by day.
Thinking of this, he felt it was funny, he had already abdicated, and what was there to do with clear eyesight, was there anything else that he needed to see with his own eyes
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the noise from the opposite side. He staggered to the window and looked around. The door of his own palace was open, and the door of the ancestral hall where the gods of the ancestors were enshrined was also open. Many craftsmen came, under the command of the eunuch. Moving something out of the temple.
Ordinarily he shouldn't be able to see clearly, but he really saw clearly today, what they moved was the god's seat.
It is the seat of God of the previous emperors of the Xuanji Feng clan!
Those ignorant people casually took out those holy and inviolable gods that even he had to kowtow when he saw them, and threw them on the cart outside the temple. The emperor's tablet was stacked together in a mess, like a messy pile of firewood.
Feng Xuan jumped up suddenly as if he had been cut by a knife. He was panting, straightened his neck and desperately called for the maids and eunuchs, but none of the palace maids and eunuchs who came at the usual call were gone today, so he had to support himself. The wall moved forward step by step, trying to get out of the palace to stop those untouchables who should be punished by the nine clans.
But someone suddenly said: "Where are you going?"
Feng Xuan looked up, and saw a group of guards rushing into the palace, the imperial chariot of Nine Dragons rumbling in, Meng Fuyao in phoenix robe and crown came down from the chariot, looking at her indifferently with his hands behind his back.
"Fuyao, you came at the right time!" Feng Xuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly came up and tried to grab her sleeve, pointing to the opposite side, "Look at those rebels... look at those rebels... unexpectedly... actually..." He was so angry that his face was flushed and trembling, and he kept talking I can't tell.
"Oh." Meng Fuyao let go of his hand, turned around and glanced lightly, "That..."
She walked into the hall, and Feng Xuan wobbled and followed anxiously: "You stop them... stop them..."
"You saw everything?" Meng Fuyao turned to look at him.
"I saw it! What's going on!" Feng Xuan clutched his chest and coughed, "...they..."
"They are moving the head of the Feng clan's royal family, it's as simple as that."
"You—" Hearing her tone, Feng Xuan's mind suddenly flashed, and he raised his head and said in shock, "You...you let them..."
"Of course." Meng Fuyao smiled, and looked at him feeling that he had become stupid, "It's not an order from me, does anyone dare to move there?"
"You're crazy!" Feng Xuan stepped back, bumped into the couch and couldn't sit still, directly paralyzed on the ground, shaking his legs and trying to climb but couldn't get up, tried several times without success.
"I don't know if I'm crazy or not." Meng Fuyao looked at him coldly, without helping him, and said calmly, "But I think maybe you're going crazy."
She strode over, sat on the couch, put her hands on her knees and looked down coldly at Fengxuan who was struggling at her feet, and said: "I came to inform you about something. I have just issued an imperial decree. Starting today, the name of the country will be changed to Wan, the name of the reign will be Changsheng, and all the Xuanji royal family will be abolished as ordinary people, and the Xuanji royal family will no longer exist!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Xuan rolled her eyes and passed out without being able to say a word.
Meng Fuyao looked at him calmly, his eyes were as dark as the rolling clouds in the sky, Xuanji, Xuanji, from today onwards there is finally no such damned royal family, Xu Wan, Xu Wan, from today onwards, only you in the ancestral hall God's place!
Feng Xuan woke up after a long time.
When he woke up, there was darkness in front of his eyes. He thought he was blind at first, but then he saw two faint flashes of light on the opposite side, and only then did he know that it was dark.
And that faint flash of light is human eyes, it is Meng Fuyao who has never left.
Feng Xuan was lying on the ground, still in the same position before he passed out, he was lying cold and stiff, lying like a dead person, only now did he truly understand how deep Meng Fuyao's hatred was, he thought that those things in the palace It's nothing to be familiar with it. He originally thought that Meng Fuyao might not have the memory of before the age of five. He thought that a supreme throne would be enough to heal such grief and hatred, but he still thought Meng Fuyao was too simple.
He also thinks too simply about the human nature, grievances, pain, and darkness in the world.
He didn't know that for him, the most important thing in the world was imperial power, but for some people, the most important thing was always his own heart.
It is the laughter and tears written in the past experience, the most vivid memory in life that needs redemption.
"...you... aren't you afraid of answering the curse..." Seeing that the Feng family, which had been planning so hard for thousands of years, was buried by himself, seeing that the ancestors were thrown into dirty racks by those craftsmen and buried in the garbage dump, seeing his own A sinner who will become a sinner for generations to come, who will never face the ancestors of the Feng family again, Feng Xuan desperately struggled with the last bit of strength, trying to use that vicious oath to bind the woman in front of him who he thought he could control but actually couldn't.
"I've been waiting for you until now just to tell you," Meng Fuyao knelt down and approached him, his black and white eyeballs glowed faintly in the darkness, "...that oath has nothing to do with me."
She smiled and whispered in Feng Xuan's ear: "You and Xu Wansheng's daughter, Feng Fuyao, was born a stillborn child, and I... I am just Meng Fuyao."
Feng Xuan trembled in shock.
"Feng Fuyao is loyal to the Feng Clan, Feng Fuyao has never destroyed Xuanji's royal family, Feng Fuyao will never break her oath, because she only lived for half an hour." Meng Fuyao smiled calmly and desolately, "Feng Xuan, still remember my oath Is it? That's Feng Fuyaoli's, not me."
Feng Xuan suddenly twitched silently. He stared fixedly at Meng Fuyao's eyes. Those eyes were as bright as sunlight and as bright as autumn water. At this time, the light was deep, and they were so strange and indifferent. The iron wall trapped him in the abyss of eternal darkness.
He twitched in the deep night palace, twitched under Meng Fuyao's steel-like unmoving gaze, and heard the sound of his musculoskeletal heart being folded and broken, and deep in his body, there was something like a "clank", A burst of golden radiant pain burst out, and then collapsed and cracked, turning into green smoke, scattered between the heaven and the earth.
That's... my own soul, right
It turns out that the death of the emperor...is as simple as that.
Manipulating this map of the country, manipulating this competition for the whole life, in the end... being manipulated by others.
Retribution so, retribution... so.
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On May 18th of the first year of Xuanji Duanming, Empress Xuanji changed her country name to Wan and her reign name to Changsheng. At this time, everyone understood that the original reign name was just "short-lived".
Except for the Nine Emperor Daughters who became monks, the rest of Xuanji's royal family were deposed as ordinary people.
On May 19th of the first year of Changsheng, Tiancheng Emperor Feng Xuan died and was buried in Anling. On that day, Anling was closed, and he was alone in the huge mausoleum. It is said that before his death, he asked to be buried with a yellow scarf covering his face to show that the sinners of the clan were innocent. Yan Jian underground ancestors, the empress agreed to his request.
Anling has since become the last imperial mausoleum of the Xuanji royal family.
However, there is still a lucky one in the Xuanji royal family, the fifth prince Feng. He is the only prince in the royal family who has not been deposed, and was appointed by the empress as the new prime minister to take charge of Dawan's political affairs.
The courtiers were puzzled by the empress's move, and the empress only said indifferently: "I gave everyone a chance, but he was the only one who won."
In the beginning, all the imperial family of Xuanji was imprisoned, in fact, it was for investigation.
On the first day of political discussion, seven of them, including Feng Wu, were outstanding, please check it out.
On the second day of hunger, the steamed buns were sent in and mixed into one piece. Those who knew how to divide the food, set aside for inspection, but Feng Wu, who was also hungry for three days, gave the steamed buns to his nephew. At this round, the first and second items passed. Yes, there are only three people left.
On the third day, Ji Yu talked separately, telling His Majesty that he intends to choose worthy ministers among the princes and princesses, and pointed out the list that His Majesty's Sacred Heart acquiesced. Two of the three who passed the test were overjoyed and attacked each other privately. Only Feng Wu , without joy, calm as one.
So far, Feng Wu has passed the test.
Excellent political theory is due to ability; selling steamed buns is due to benevolence; not being deceived by bait is due to prudence.
In this way, Meng Fuyao selected the assistant ministers he wanted.
Originally, she could slowly select candidates across the country, but she didn't have the time, so she could only look for talents from the Xuanji royal family who had the most political experience.
She also has another idea, if she leaves in the future, she will let Feng Wu succeed her, include Dawan into Wuji or Dahan, with her eldest grandson Wuji or Zhan Beiye, even if Feng Wu takes the throne, she will never be able to call Xuanji back .
In that way, she would be worthy of the people of this innocent country, at least find a good manager for them.
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On May 21st of the first year of Changsheng, at night, the Yongchang Hall was dimly lit. Meng Fuyao walked around behind the curtain, grinning at Ji Yu for a while and said, "Well, this puppet looks a lot like me, remember to look after me for me." gone."
Ji Yu nodded silently, and said again: "Are you really going?"
"Of course." Meng Fuyao packed his bags, "You are not allowed to tell your master that you are all mine now, and I will fire you if you keep cheating."
Ji Yu backed away silently.
The night was dark and the stars were extinguished. After a while, a figure sneaked out from the Yongchang Palace.
After walking a few steps, a white shadow suddenly flashed by, and a ball flew into the figure's arms, and a slammed ball caught it and stopped moving.
Master Yuan Bao plunged his head into Meng Fuyao's arms.
I know you are going to Fufeng, take me there! I want revenge on that King Kong!
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