Sima Yi has always been thinking about one thing, although the lives of senior sister Diao Chan and her lover Zhen Mi are tragic, who is the culprit who caused their poor lives? Is it destiny? Or are they self-inflicted and cannot live?

No, it's all the same! It's useless to complain about the sky! The real culprit of the tragedy that has caused thousands of years of shame and life is by no means a single character, but the feudal system that paralyzes the people and kills the beloved!

No one has ever seen this clearly, the literati and writers only know how to lament, and those who are in a puzzle can only complain that the destiny of heaven is difficult to violate, but they don't know that the destiny of heaven can be changed through their own efforts!

Sima Yi stayed at home behind closed doors for a period of time after Zhen Mi's death, meditated repeatedly, and finally came to this shocking conclusion. Since Dayu destroyed the Zen concession system, making the world a hereditary private property of the family, the bureaucracy and aristocracy have never stopped squeezing the lower classes, they have misinterpreted the noble ideas of Confucianism, and bound the subjects with Confucian thoughts, making them the loyal lackeys of the faint monarchs, destroying countless talents at the same time, creating batches of pedantic and loyal slaves, which is the dark reality of living under the feudal system!

A gentleman wins the world, and everyone in the world may not become a gentleman, but if a hooligan wins the world, the people in the world will inevitably become more and more hooligan. Confucianism created the three, six, nine, and so on of the crowd, but it put a servile halo on the people at the bottom, and their thoughts were corrupted to the bones. If the common people can't even eat enough, what kind of benevolence, righteousness, and morality can they talk about? The law of the jungle is the nature of human beings!

Sima Yi figured everything out. The emperor and those princes and nobles who are above the people and act as a prestige are themselves irrational existences! There are capable and virtuous people living in the world, and those faint monarchs and mediocre lords should have died a long time ago.

Everyone has their own destiny, and therefore they have different ideals, whether noble or vulgar, but all living beings, all human beings should be born equal, and no one is born to control others. If the king is not right, the people can overthrow him, this is a reasonable world!

Sima Yi's soul was about to leave this weakened body with depleted mana, and before that, he had firmly held the lifeblood of the Three Kingdoms in his hands. He was worried that Sima's descendants would be less wise than him, and would repeat the tragedy of the fall of the previous dynasty, so that the foundation he had painstakingly built would fall into an infinite cycle of feudal history, so he summoned his eldest son Sima Shi, his second son Sima Zhao, his wife Wang Yuanji, and his four-year-old grandson Sima Yan to his face.

"If my soul returns to the Nine Springs, you must do as I say. Sima Yi's face was pale, and he was already dying, "You want to abolish the emperor, set up a parliament of three dynasties, appoint three presidents to hold power at the same time, and check each other, and the president is elected by the initiative of the people, and there is no malpractice." Abolish all feudal rituals and religions, promulgate decrees, and all men are created equal, and the rights of the common people are equal to those of officials......"

"Follow the Father's instructions. Sima Shi and Sima Zhao both nodded vigorously.

"For the father, I can see through, if there is no Son of Heaven and those mediocre lords who are above all peoples, if everyone is born equal, everyone can enjoy freedom, Senior Sister and Mi'er, and thousands of people in the world will not suffer misery. But my father also knows that this move is risking the greatness of the world, and will be reprimanded by corrupt people, but after a hundred years, the world will see clearly that I, Sima Yi, are right! If the Sima family can save the people from fire and water, it will be recited through the ages, and it will be remembered for eternity, and it will be ......remembered for eternity."

The two sons said that they would do what their father said, and the big stone in Sima Yi's heart was put down. He smiled with relief, decades of hard work have not been in vain after all, and the common people finally have a bright day!

"Mi'er, Chunhua, we'll meet again in the next life......" After saying this, Sima Yi closed his eyes and fell into a thousand-year-old sleep.

However, because Wu and Shu heard that Sima Yi had died, Jiang Wei, Zhuge Ke and others provoked wars for many years, and Sima Shi and Sima Zhaodumang could not open the pot, and the major matter of abolishing the imperial system and establishing a parliament to liberate human nature had to be put aside. In view of the fact that they didn't know where to start with this matter, Sima Shi and Sima Zhao said that they were very embarrassed, and in the end they didn't give up, anyway, they could be a good emperor!

Sima Yan ascended the throne as the emperor, and within a few generations, the Jin Dynasty repeated the mistakes of the past, and Sima Yi's lifelong struggle for it was finally in vain.

A thousand years later, the Western vassal states overthrew the feudal emperors one after another, established parliaments, and liberated human nature, followed by their growing national strength and finally opened the door to the feudal empire.

Sitting high in the Ming Hall, Sima Yi's heart was like a stone sinking into the sea, getting closer and closer to the abyss in the endless confusion. I don't know what year it is, but I know that this place does not exist in reality.

Maybe reality is just another layer of dreams, thinking about it, I have experienced so many bloody storms, and a peaceful life is not suitable for me, right?

Outside the hall was pitch black, and Sima Yi didn't know what that darkness meant. At this point, he didn't need to know anything more.

Ahead is an ancient palace, and the sky above the imperial city is covered with gray clouds. Seeing the drizzle falling, Xia Yanfeng, who was standing at the foot of the imperial city, was surprisingly depressed for some reason.

"I ...... Why are you here? I must be dreaming again...... Perhaps, there is a hallucination. Xia Yanfeng frowned and pondered, what had he done before coming here?

I forgot, my brain was blank, and I couldn't remember anything about myself and Zhen Wei together.

Xia Yanfeng's footsteps unconsciously stepped into the forbidden palace of the imperial city, looking at the dim sky, he shook his head and smiled, "The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, in this dynasty, what kind of role am I in? Could it be that I have really become Sima Yi?"

A group of fully equipped guards patrolled back and forth beside him, and as soon as they saw Xia Yanfeng, they immediately bowed and saluted in unison, and said with honor: "Lord Sima!"

"Hehe, serving the imperial court, the soldiers have worked hard. While Xia Yanfeng smiled, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he continued to move forward. Since I have really become Sima Yi, then I will use this identity to find out here.

Xia Yanfeng walked into the main hall alone, and on the throne in the center of the main hall, there was a man who looked exactly the same as Xia Yanfeng sitting, except for the different clothes on his body, his facial features and limbs seemed to be carved out of the same grinding.

"You are Sima Yi?" The unknown restlessness made Xia Yanfeng tear his voice apart.

Sima Yi slowly stood up and smiled very calmly: "It's an honor to meet you, in my next life, you and I are the same person." ”

"The ghost is the same person as you!" Xia Yanfeng did not hesitate to pull out the Desert Eagle from his waist, "This is the weapon of the future world, taking the head of your ancients is like taking something from a bag!"

"Why are you holding this iron shell and pointing at yourself?" Sima Yi smiled lightly.

"I'm not Sima Yi, I'm Xia Yanfeng! My body, my spirit, all belong to me, you don't want to snatch it!" Xia Yanfeng shouted angrily, "I will never allow a soul that has nothing to do with me hidden in my body, listen, get out of my body." Otherwise, I'd rather kill myself than be imprisoned and free by a mess of souls!"

"Stop deceiving yourself that you are what I am and you are who I am, and the name is just a code name. This is the destiny of heaven, and no one can disobey it. Sima Yi is still as calm as water.

"Mandate of Heaven? I don't believe in any Mandate of Heaven, I am myself, I am Xia Yanfeng! My destiny is controlled by myself, and you are just a white bone from a thousand years ago, and I have nothing to do with you!"

"I don't expect you to trust me completely, but you'll understand one day. ”

"But I still don't want your soul to be in trouble. Xia Yanfeng was furious, "Sima Zhongda, do you know how much trouble your useless soul has brought me? I have always wanted to have something to do with you and the people of the Heavenly Continent, I just want to live a peaceful life, I don't want to live that kind of ghost life where I can't see tomorrow!"

"If you think this kind of day is really for you, then I can't force it. Sima Yi said in a deep voice, "It's better for you and me to compete on the spot, if you defeat me, I will destroy my spirit body and never entangle you." ”

"You...... If you use spells, how can I win you?" Xia Yanfeng put his pupils to the maximum, and the hands that clenched the pistol gradually began to loosen unconsciously.

"The condition for you to win is that you only have to hit me any time. Sima Yi said with a smile.

"Okay!" Xia Yanfeng decisively struck first, and without waiting for Sima Yi to announce whether the duel would start, the bullet had already whistled out of the chamber, and it exploded directly at Sima Yi's head.

Next, Xia Yanfeng was stunned. Sima Yi disappeared from under his nose without warning, and the afterimage he brought with him seemed to rush into the sky, this action seemed to remind him of Guo Xing's phantom dance steps, and his movements were even faster than the phantom dance steps!

Xia Yanfeng had an innate keen sense of insight into everything in the hall, and the murderous aura on Sima Yi's body did not drift away.

Suddenly raising his head, Sima Yi's figure chose to be in the air. Xia Yanfeng immediately fired several shots at him, and the sparks from each shot splashed onto the palace walls in all directions, but Sima Yi dodged with a single blow like a ghost.

Xia Yanfeng frowned. If you want to defeat Sima Yi, you must hit him with your own attacks, but his movements are really fast like a phantom, there is no way to restrict Sima Yi's actions, and it is impossible to hit him with a gun!

If there were weapons of mass destruction, maybe it wouldn't have to be so embarrassing, right, bazooka!

As soon as he thought of this, Xia Yanfeng had an extra bazooka on his shoulder, and that model was the one he had been holding since the catastrophe in Dongjing.

It turns out that you can change objects at will in this place with your own mind? Haha, God help me!

Xia Yanfeng was excited, and he carried a bazooka and blasted directly at the roof of the main hall. As long as Sima Yi doesn't leave here, he will definitely be hit by the aftermath of the explosion, so that he will win without any suspense!

Sima Yi disappeared from his vision again, but the rockets were already whizzing towards the roof. In an instant, there was a loud bang, shaking the heavens and the earth, the beams of the house collapsed, and the entire hall was knocked down. Thick smoke billowed and came to his face, but there was no shadow of Sima Yi in Xia Yanfeng's sight.