1. The crumbling throne

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Gao Zixin was lying on his own dragon bed, thinking of his recent experience, he only felt that his head was big.

His immorality emperor Lao Tzu died, leaving a crumbling throne with no one to inherit, so it was "very lucky" to fall on his head.

However, Gao Zixin didn't want to be this emperor at all.

Now that the people are full of grievances and starvation, the dragon chair carved in gold has already hung on the cliff, and it may fall into the abyss at any time.

Whoever sits on it is a mortal life.

will also fall to pieces, bear a body of infamy, be labeled as the king of the dead country, leave a stench for 10,000 years, and be wantonly judged by future generations.

The most important thing is that there are people everywhere who want to rebel now, no matter who they are, once they sit in that seemingly supreme position, they will end up feeling how miserable they will die!

Peeling the skin and cramping can't solve the hatred, maybe there will be another Ling Chi.

No one cares, it's not him who is to blame for making the country like this, as long as he sits in that position, he has already pulled enough hatred.

Gao Zixin would not be willing to sit in that rickety and cold and hard seat unless his brain was in water.

It's a pity that he can't help it.

The elder brother above him was almost killed by Emperor Lao Tzu, and the remaining two who were lucky not to die, one with a lame leg and one disfigured, could not sit in that seat.

The rest of the younger brothers are younger than him, and unlike him, he has an old lady who is a queen, so he is naturally not qualified to sit in that seat.

Only he remains!

is just the right age, and his successor is the next son-in-law, as if the throne is tailor-made for him. No one but him is qualified.

In fact, he is a puppet in the hands of the courtiers!

By the way, I have to play the role of a scapegoat.

The only thing you can do is to wash your neck and wait for the thieves to enter Beijing.

Of course, Gao Zixin was unwilling to wait to be slaughtered, and his emperor Lao Tzu was probably not willing to be robbed of the good country from his hands, and before he died, he was finally smart and prepared three auxiliary ministers for him.

These three people are not the lucky ones who only know how to sneak around his emperor Lao Tzu on weekdays, but pure ministers who have real talents and real learning, and are worried about the country and the people.

If it weren't for this, Gao Zixin would not have obediently put on the dragon robe and sat in that cold seat, and would have wiped his neck with a knife.

He is not very old, only fifteen years old, but after all, he is unwilling to die like this, and wants to fight to the death to see if he can create a bright future.

As a result, at his enthronement ceremony, when the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens was just held, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, and a shining white light suddenly came, so that it would not die and hit his head!

The upright crown was instantly crooked, and Gao Zixin didn't have time to exclaim, and the person was already unconscious.

If it weren't for the heavy rain that followed, the court found an excuse to make a big fuss, and the news that God had sent down Ganlin because of him, the true son of heaven, I am afraid that he would have become the shortest-reigning emperor in history - he was deposed as soon as he ascended the throne.

Gao Zixin woke up and thought about it, and felt that his luck was actually good.

Now the weather is hot, but for some reason, it hasn't rained for three months, not to mention the people who rely on the sky for food, even his absurd and unscrupulous emperor Lao Tzu is panicked!

Now when he ascended the throne, the heavens suddenly rained down, and fortunately, he couldn't help but doubt that he was really the son of heaven.

Of course, it's even better if you don't have this weird thing in front of you.

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