Forced to Ascend the Throne after Transmigrating

Emperor Jingwen did what he said and immediately turned off the projection.

Emperor Taicheng and others did not dare to disobey. Even if they wanted to continue watching in their hearts, they could do nothing because the remote control was in their father’s hands.

When Emperor Jingwen walked to the street and looked at the lively scene with pedestrians, he felt better.

How could there be an emperor who didn’t like concubines and children?

Emperor Jingwen couldn’t figure it out anyway, and as he walked farther and farther, he met more and more people. He gradually discovered a problem-

except for a few couples who were married before death and reunited after death, most people were alone. Occasionally, two good friends or brothers and sisters and relatives gathered together. When the party was over, they dispersed as they did before death. Only a few could live together forever.

It turned out that so many people had already disliked each other before they died, but they finally realised it after death.

Emperor Jingwen couldn’t help but think of his concubines. Many of them died before him, but now there is not a single one who came to his door. Even his own queen, whom he had been thinking about all the time, had not been waiting for him here all the time, but had been reincarnated a long time ago.

That’s right, they were not in a relationship that had to exist between them. After death, there would naturally be no more ties.

Looking at his ancestors again, there was no need to mention the late emperor. It was good enough that his concubines did not spurn him. Looking above, only the first wife of Emperor Gaozu stayed and was now living with him. The rest… it was better not to mention them.

At this time, a group of new ghosts came to the Forgotten River. The first one was a woman. The ghost saw that she was alone, so he asked her if she wanted to look for her relatives in her lifetime.

The woman was silent for a long time after hearing this, but she finally shook her head, said “no need”, and walked away on her own.

The woman’s parents are still alive, and her children have been well raised by her. Only her husband, who died young, came here a few years ago. They had a good relationship when they were alive, but the woman did not choose to return to him in the end. She thought that since they were dead, all the past things were like clouds and mists, and they should return to dust. Reuniting again would only be a repetition of regrets.

Dust to dust, why should we reunite again?

Emperor Jingwen, who had watched the whole process, was stunned and his heart skipped a beat.

The prince and others saw that his father had not returned for a long time. Originally, the prince was about to go out to look for him. When he looked up, he saw that Emperor Jingwen had returned without saying a word.

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Jingwen turned on the projection again. Although the prince and others were confused, they did not say anything because their father suddenly came to his senses.

When the projection was turned on again, the originally calm picture suddenly jumped into the air, and then the prince and others saw a prosperous picture that they had never seen before.

In the picture, Shangjing has changed a lot –

flat streets, endless markets, and the endless fields outside the city. Although the wheat ears are not so piled up that the wheat stalks are bent, it is obvious that it is much better than the scene of a few grains of wheat on a wheat ear before. The vegetables and fruits are now dripping with water drops because of the previous rain, which makes them look more juicy and plump.

Shangjing is still like this, and it would be even more amazing if we go further south. Emperor Jingwen and others had only heard about the so-called good varieties before, but now they are shocked to see it with their own eyes. With such high grain yields, it is difficult for Dazhou not to be rich. Looking at the population that has skyrocketed in the years after the plague, just looking at the numbers reported below is enough to make people happy. How can such a scene be described as thriving?

As for the grafting and cutting techniques that confused several people, although they don’t know how to do it, looking at the current results, Emperor Jingwen and others are only amazed.

Then came the news that Xiaojiu’s queen was pregnant again.

This was Xiaojiu’s third child. Although Emperor Jingwen had no hope, what if? What if it was a prince this time?

Although a prince was too weak, it was better to have only one child than none at all, right? In addition, Xiaojiu and his wife were strong, so the child born would be very healthy, and as long as it was healthy enough, it would be enough.

But before the answer was revealed, news of an earthquake came from the State of Chen.

Noticing Xiaojiu’s excited eyes, Emperor Jingwen and others outside the screen secretly thought that it was not good. They had not forgotten Xiaojiu’s “ambition”. It was so hard to get the chance, and it would be strange if Xiaojiu let it go.

But He Xiang and his people were a big obstacle. You know, He Xiang felt the same as them, thinking that unifying the world was just a fool’s dream.

Xiaojiu seemed to have expected this, so he asked someone to compile a “report” as quickly as possible. Emperor Jingwen looked at it horizontally and vertically, and it took a long time for him to understand what was written on it.

Emperor Taicheng on the side could not help but say: “From this report, the chances of the Great Zhou winning are still not small.”

Although Emperor Taicheng was in poor health, it did not mean that he did not have the ambition to be an emperor. It can even be said that he was a risk-taker since he was a child.

Therefore, when faced with such practical evidence, Emperor Taicheng still supported a fight.

But He Xiang and others might not think the same as him, especially since He Xiang and others were already old and no longer had the drive they had when they were young.

Emperor Jingwen, who knew his important minister best, saw some clues and could not help but say: “He Xiang is afraid.”

He Xiang and others were also human beings. When faced with the unknown, they would be afraid and retreat. It was normal.

“There will be a good show soon.” There was no one else present who was watching the excitement and not minding the big things except the second prince.

Under the second prince’s interested gaze, Xiao Jiu in the picture… 

Sure enough, he had a dispute with He Xiang and the others. Originally, He Xiang and the others tried to reason with Xiao Jiu, but because they really couldn’t win the argument, they soon began to talk about human feelings.

Seeing this, the Fourth Prince knew that He Xiang and the others were going to be in trouble. After all, Xiao Jiu had only compromised once in his life because of the will, and other times it was just others who gave in to him.

But what the Fourth Prince didn’t expect was that Xiao Jiu’s dog-like temper not only did not restrain itself at all, but became worse.

When Xiao Jiu in the picture said that sentence in the hall, “Is there anyone present who is willing to follow me?”, in the blink of an eye, people knelt down in the hall, and even the Fourth Prince and others outside the picture couldn’t help but feel a surge of blood boiling.

The Minister of Punishment, the Minister of Works, the Minister of Honglu Temple, etc., are all young and promising figures. Even if He Xiang and others give up, these people can quickly fill the positions vacated by He Xiang and others, especially many of them are students brought up by He Xiang and Shang Shuling, and they are more familiar with the duties of He Xiang and Shang Shuling.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Jingwen was a little breathless again. You know, many of them were deliberately guided by him, so they could enter the eyes of He Xiang and others so smoothly. It can be said that Emperor Jingwen contributed to this scene.

At this moment, Emperor Jingwen was really in a complicated mood.

Seeing that Xiaojiu not only posed a threat to his rule, but also did not let his father go, Emperor Taicheng calmed down all of a sudden.

Xiaojiu never thought of usurping the throne, he just treated everyone equally.

As expected, hearing about something is different from seeing it with one’s own eyes. Everyone was speechless for a long time. After seeing Xiao Jiu beat He Xiang and his men with a stick very skillfully, he quickly gave them a sweet date, mixed with some intimidation and well-founded alarmism. Even He Xiang and his old-timers couldn’t stand it.

Emperor Jingwen: “…”

No, why are his movements so skillful! ?

Always leaving room for manoeuvre, making people feel uncomfortable but not offending them to death, always hovering near other people’s bottom line, does this make him feel more accomplished?

Emperor Jingwen couldn’t understand, and was greatly shocked.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Emperor Taicheng took a deep breath and felt that if he had half of Xiao Jiu’s ability, his reputation would not be so bad.

The little emperor was thoughtful and subconsciously wanted to take a pen and paper to write it down, but then he realised that it was no longer necessary now, and couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

Soon, Xiaojiu led the army to go out again. Emperor Jingwen followed him to see all kinds of thrilling or tragic scenes. This was shocking to everyone who had never been on the battlefield. In particular, Xiaojiu’s hands were stained with blood, and the appearance of holding a sword and standing on the horse was deeply engraved in everyone’s hearts.

“Great, great…”

Looking at the picture, the Ninth Prince had just experienced a fight, and the long sword in his hand was still dripping with blood. There were a lot of blood beads on his face, some of which had already solidified, and those that had not solidified were smudged with his movements. Half of the young man’s face was bloody. From a distance, he looked like a living Shura.

The little emperor’s eyes lit up, his mouth opened wide, and his face was full of admiration.

Emperor Taicheng: “…”

Seeing his son looking at Xiaojiu with a good look, Emperor Taicheng wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn’t say anything. After all, in martial arts, he was not as good as Xiaojiu.

But thinking that everyone present might not be able to beat Xiao Jiu, Emperor Taicheng felt more balanced.

Emperor Jingwen couldn’t help but say “good”. Only then did Ye Xun feel that his death was not unjust. He must have been crazy to attack the Ninth Prince.

Everyone watched the army of the Great Zhou marching towards the capital of the Chen Kingdom step by step. The closer they got, the more complicated their mood became.

It turned out that this could really be done…

Noticing that Xiao Jiu had two more powerful generals around him, Emperor Jingwen, who loved talents, couldn’t help but praise: “These two people are good.”

Especially the young man named Xu Kui, who had the style of his grandfather. If he grew up in time, he would surely be another fierce general.

Emperor Jingwen suddenly felt a little relieved. As the saying goes, those who are righteous have many helpers, while those who are unrighteous have few helpers. Xiao Jiu is surrounded by talented people. Does it mean that everything he does now is destined by heaven?

While Emperor Jingwen was thinking, the crown prince beside him keenly noticed that something was wrong.

This Xu Kui seemed… there was something strange about him.

It wasn’t that Xu Kui was wrong, but that Xiaojiu’s attitude towards him seemed a little strange.