After signing in at the border for ten years, the empress begged on her knees not to rebel

Chapter 4: King Jin is dead? A year of pure cultivation

"Prince Jin."

"What a great King Jin."

Looking at the picture, his armor had already been stained red with blood.

The corpses of King Jin's soldiers were all around him.

A man stood alone outside the city, smiled tragically, and then committed suicide at the city gate.

The empress was furious.

There was anger in those cold eyes.

[After the empress committed suicide, you were welcomed into Chang'an City by the civil and military officials. You came to the Golden Palace and looked at the dragon throne with tears in your eyes. You finally did what you had always wanted to do and sat in the position you had always dreamed of.]

【the next day】

[You died tragically in the palace at the age of sixty-seven. The cause of death is unknown.]

[This simulation ends]

[Host receives reward: one year of pure cultivation (can be claimed at any time)]

[Next simulation, three days later]

[The next simulation object will include the life story of the eldest prince]

"Ok?"

Look at this empress.

His pupils shrank slightly and he asked, "Prince Jin is dead?"

After seeing the death of Prince Jin in the palace, the empress no longer cared about any reward.

I just felt a chill in my heart.

Who killed the King of Jin, and who could kill the King of Jin when he was under heavy protection?

on the screen.

The empress saw that Prince Jin was protected by many experts, including some warriors at the Vajra and Zhixuan realms, but they were still killed silently.

"Who will it be?"

The empress frowned tightly, and kept guessing in her heart: "Is it the King of Qin or the King of Ning?"

"Or is it"

"The one from the North?"

Although King Jin is old, he is quite skilled in martial arts.

Moreover, he is surrounded by layers of protection, and someone could assassinate him silently.

Doesn't that mean.

If this person came to assassinate me, I might not survive.

Think of this.

The empress' heart tightened.

He murmured, "It seems that we need to ask Master to come to the court as soon as possible."

Shangguan Yun is not weak.

But he was only at the Zhixuan realm, and was unable to stop the man who was trying to assassinate Prince Jin.

"but."

"No matter who did it, it seems that the first one to get restless is Prince Jin."

"He is truly my good uncle."

The empress sneered, then frowned again.

In the simulation of Prince Jin's life, except for the last scene, she did not see any other vassal kings take action.

Could it be that they were afraid of the Jin king's military might and dared not fight with him?
No, it's impossible.

The empress shook her head and dismissed the idea.

Her uncles.

None of them are good at it.

Then what was the reason that her uncles did not take action immediately?
The empress thought about it.

His eyes looked at the light curtain again.

The simulation on the light screen said that on the first day of the new year (the beginning of spring), the King of Jin led his troops north.

It's cold today.

That means there are still fourteen days left.

"Fourteen Days"

The empress frowned, glanced at the few people who were still alert around them and said, "Go away, I've been too tired recently and I have an illusion."

"Here."

Several Jinyiwei retreated respectfully.

"Yun'er stays."

Shangguan Yun had not left yet, but the empress's words made her stay.

He said respectfully, "What do you want, Your Majesty?"

"Yun'er."

After they left, the empress said in a slightly cold tone: "Take a group of Jinyiwei, call Ninghe with you, and go to Chongli immediately. By the way, find a reason to kill the Chongli garrison commander, and then help Ninghe completely control the Chongli garrison."

Chongli, an important city.

There were more than 80,000 defenders in the city.

However, in the simulation, it was mentioned that after the King of Jin went north, he captured ten cities in three days.

You can guess it without even thinking.

After Prince Jin started the rebellion, the defender of Chongli surrendered without even putting up a fight.

Otherwise, it would be better to have a city that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Add to that the 80,000 defenders, even if he was promoted to lead an army of 400,000 to attack.

They can hold out for a while. As the empress spoke,

Shangguan Yun's pupils suddenly shrank, she had guessed something, and her pretty face changed slightly.

King Jin wants to rebel?

Otherwise, why would Your Majesty let Ning He take charge of the Chongli garrison?

After all, once the King of Jin rebelled and led his troops north, Chongli was the first to be hit.

"Go."

Seeing Shangguan Yun's face filled with shock.

The empress waved her hand and said, "Remember to be quick and don't delay."

"Here."

After Shangguan Yun retreated.

The empress then once again turned her gaze to the transparent light curtain in front of her.

I can see the rewards for my simulation this time.

"One year of pure cultivation?"

"receive."

Without much hesitation, the empress tried to speak.

'Om! '

As the word "receive" fell.

The empress suddenly felt a stream of extremely pure true energy appear in her body.

Warming and strengthening your meridians.

Less than a quarter of an hour.

Her cultivation level had broken through from the peak of the Profound Realm to the Celestial Realm.

"hiss"

Feeling the realm of breakthrough.

The empress opened her red lips slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with shock.

"A simulation."

"After a year of pure cultivation, I was able to break free from the shackles of the Celestial Realm and achieve a successful breakthrough."

"If you simulate it several times."

Doesn’t it mean that there is hope for the realm of heaven?
But this is a simulated reward.

It seems that not every time you can achieve cultivation.

The empress was shocked and carefully looked at the rules of the simulator.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Although you can get rewards in every simulation, the rewards are random.

But even in the future.

No one can get any rewards for cultivation.

The empress was also content.

After all, it is impossible to break through to the Celestial Realm through one's own hard practice in a year.

As the monarch of the Dawu Dynasty.

It is impossible for her to be obsessed with spiritual practice all day long.

"Three days later."

"Can we simulate it again?"

After thinking about it, the empress looked at the prompts on the screen.

Eyes slightly lowered.

A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "I would like to see if this good brother of mine has ulterior motives and wants to pull me down from the throne."

He sneered.

The empress raised her eyebrows and murmured, "Since the number of simulation objects will increase, will there be a day when I can also simulate the life of the King of Zhenbei?"

"Alright."

"We will not recall this person for now. We will wait until we have a chance to simulate his life story."

The murmur fell.

The empress paced to the map hanging in the hall, on which was drawn the entire territory of the Dawu Dynasty, and even every city, the garrison commander in the city, and the number of garrison troops were clearly marked.

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Simultaneously.

Chang'an, north of the city.

Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the main hall, all the ministers took their seats.

They all looked at Xiao Yanwen who was sitting in the upper seat.

"Mr. Xiangguo."

"Your Majesty has just ascended the throne and he has restored the Imperial Guard. This shows that he does not trust us."

"Ugh!"

"We are loyal and faithful, and the sun and the moon can testify to that."

"Your Majesty has become hostile to us and has restored the Imperial Guard to monitor us. This really chills our hearts."

"And there is also the Left Censor-in-Chief Fan of the Metropolitan Censorate. He was half dead after being beaten with twenty sticks. Even if Fan was wrong, he should not be blamed so harshly."

"Now there are more and more victims of the disaster, and the land is full of starving people. I don't know how many people have starved to death in the north of Jiangnan. The people are desperate and are almost eating their own children. Your Majesty, is it not a waste of money to restore the Jinyiwei now?"

"With that money, it would be better to use it for disaster relief."

Several ministers sighed.

With a bitter look on his face, he complained to Xiao Yanwen with a sigh, and also spoke about disaster relief with a righteous attitude.

(End of this chapter)