Yao Rong is reading a history book.

The history books are very heavy.

The content of the page Yao Rong read was very simple.

It is so thin that a few paragraphs can engrave the end of a dynasty and condense a person's life.

This dynasty is called Daye.

This person is the king of the Great Ye Dead Country, Nan Li.

"Why are you showing me this?" Yao Rong closed the page, stroked the spine with his fingertips, and asked the system softly.

After her last mission, she gave herself a month off. After returning to the Space-Time Administration at the end of the vacation, she just sat down to drink a cup of tea and watered a few pots of plants that she had kept in the lounge, and the system transmitted this history book to her.

[You should be able to guess, right?] 】

"I'm just a little weird. In the past, you used to post tasks directly, but this time you actually revealed the content of the tasks to me in advance. ”

[This task is a bit complicated, and it is necessary to communicate with the host in advance.] 】

Yao Rong said with interest: "You talk about it carefully." ”

[The object of this mission is Nan Li. Nan Li's biological mother died before he was born. 】

"So I'm going to be a ghost?" It's like going to the last supernatural world.

[There is no such thing as a ghost in the mission world.] According to the rules of the Temporal Authority, you cannot enter this quest world in the form of a ghost. 】

Yao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then how should I complete the task?" ”

The system coughed lowly and threw the question back to Yao Rong: [This is what you need to worry about. 】

Yao Rong: "......"

The system is obviously also very weak-minded, and said weakly: [Because of the particularity of this task, the host has the right to refuse this task. But...... What is the situation of our department, you also know the host......]

Their department is a newly established department, and although many taskers have been discovered recently, the performance of these taskers can only be described as average.

Only Yao Rong, all tasks are "perfect" ratings.

If even Yao Rong felt that this task was difficult and did not plan to take it, then this task could only be put on hold for the time being.

It will not be possible to restart it until a new task is available to the next day.

But the biggest possibility is to be put on hold forever.

This situation is not uncommon in the Temporal Authority, and good missionists are always hard to find.

"What is your weak heart?" Yao Rong teased enough of the system and chuckled, "I didn't say I wouldn't accept this task." ”

System Surprise: [Really!?] 】

"Really."

Yao Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the history book again.

Now that you've seen it, you can't do nothing.

The system didn't give her any time to hesitate and regret it, and immediately transmitted the plot and memories to the past-

It's an ancient world.

The original body was born in a family of Jiangmen, the only girl in the family, and was deeply favored by her father and brother since she was a child.

Later, a holy decree made her the emperor's concubine.

The original body was not favored, but for the sake of her father and brother's face, she was promoted smoothly all the way, and after she became pregnant, she was canonized as Concubine Zhao.

When she was seven months pregnant, aliens invaded the border, killing her father, eldest brother and second brother, and her younger brother's whereabouts were unknown.

Just when the sacrifice of her father and brother was sad, news came back, saying that the failure of this battle was because her brother was greedy for merit, and her father and two brothers hurriedly sent troops to support in order to save her brother, and then they fell into the enemy's strategy, and even the 30,000 elites under his command were completely annihilated by the enemy.

The emperor was furious, withdrew the posthumous seal of the original father and brother, and also moved his anger to the original body, and punished the original body for grounding in the palace.

The original body didn't believe that his father and brother would do such a thing, and it was impossible to watch his father and brother die and be infamous all over his body, regardless of the grounding order, he broke out of the palace and knelt outside the imperial study, asking the emperor to thoroughly investigate the case and return her father and brother to a clean slate.

The emperor thought that she was lawless because she was pregnant, and in a fit of rage, he took away her concubine and sent her to the cold palace.

On the night of entering the cold palace, the stomach of the original body was activated.

There was no midwife, no imperial doctor, and the original body gave birth for a day and a night without giving birth to a child.

With her last breath, she handed the dagger to the palace maid who was waiting for her, and asked the palace maid to cut open her stomach and take out the child after she breathed her last breath.

If this child can survive, let this child live well.

If the child can't get through it, let the child die with her.

I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, this child who is less than a month old has been wandering in the ghost gate for a long time, but he actually survived.

But his birth is so unknown.

When the emperor heard about this, he frowned in disgust, and completely forgot about the child, and was not even willing to give the child a name.

The third-in-line, nameless child, grew up stumbling in the barrenest corners of the palace as if forgotten by everyone.

He has not been enlightened by Confucianism, and he does not understand any great truths, but he only recognizes words under the teaching of the old eunuch.

He did not learn any martial arts, and even injured his body foundation after years of starvation and frost.

is just such an ordinary person, after a palace change, he was put on the throne by Taifu Ji Yushan.

From then on, he finally didn't have to go hungry and cold, and he also had his own name: Nanli.

But, what is an emperor?

No one has ever taught him how to be an emperor.

No one told him what the responsibility of a ruler was.

He's just a puppet to be manipulated.

At the age of sixteen, Taifu Ji Yushan was forced by public opinion to give him some power.

He held these hard-won powers and only did three things -

The first thing is to posthumously seal his mother's concubine and move his mother's tomb into the imperial tomb.

The second thing is that the whole country recruits the best painters to paint the portrait of his mother.

The third thing is to bulldoze the Leng Palace, build a three-story palace in the area of the Leng Palace, and name it the Star Picking Palace.

Just when the Star Picking Palace was built little by little, the rebel army that conquered Taifu Ji Yushan also killed Kyoto step by step.

On the day of the completion of the palace, a large army came to the city.

Ji Yushan broke into the palace and wanted to flee to the north with the Son of Heaven, but was taken down by the Son of Heaven in public.

Then, the Son of Heaven drew his sword.

The young son of heaven, who has always given people the impression of being cowardly and incompetent, made his first move, and he was so thunderous and decisive. The sword of the Son of Heaven, which had never been used for decoration, was pulled out for the first time, and it swung the sword and slashed at the powerful ministers who had controlled the government for many years.

The sword fell and bled up.

This invincible, ambitious minister fell in front of everyone.

Everyone was stunned.

Nan Li's cheeks were stained with blood, and he asked the subdued guards: "Ji Yushan is dead, do you surrender or not?" ”

The guards were silent.

Nan Li swung his sword again.

He killed three guards in a row, and the last guard bowed his head and expressed his loyalty to Nanli.

Nan Li personally cut off Ji Yushan's head, threw it to the guard, and ordered the people around him: "I heard that the leader of the rebel army is talented, and wherever the army passes, he has not committed any offense against the people, and he has the appearance of a master. ”

"The banner he played all the way was to punish the country thief and clear the king's side. You take Ji Yushan's head to surrender, and then open the city gate to welcome the rebel army into the city, don't let the soldiers make fearless sacrifices. ”

"There are also those courtiers who are loyal to Daye, after Daye's demise, they may commit suicide with all their integrity, or they may not want to serve the two dynasties alone. Relay my words to them: They don't have to do this for Daye, and all the people in the world still need them to be useful. ”

The people around him were stunned and asked: When the rebel army enters the city, the people, soldiers, and ministers have all made arrangements, how should the Son of Heaven deal with himself?

Nan Li didn't answer, but only took out a holy decree that had already been prepared from his bosom and handed it over: "After the rebel army enters the city, if you can really do nothing to the people in the city, three days later, you will dedicate this holy decree to the leader of the rebel army and tell the people of the world that I am willing to meditate." After my death, no one will be allowed to raise an army under the banner of me and the Daye royal family. ”

How should the Son of Heaven deal with himself?

The Son of Heaven doesn't need to deal with himself, because in Nan Li's arrangement, he didn't leave any way for himself to live.

The people around him were shocked, knelt down and begged Nanli to take back his life, and asked him to quickly change his clothes and escape.

"How many people will lose their lives for this escape?" Nan Li put down the holy decree, threw down the sword of the Son of Heaven, took off the crown of the Son of Heaven, and removed the Xuanhei crown robe, "If I die, how much chaos should be calmed down?" ”

He unloaded everything that could symbolize the identity of the Son of Heaven, slowly walked out of the palace, and walked through the palace of blood and fire alone, and ascended to the highest place of the Star Picking Palace.

This is the high-rise building he single-handedly built, and it is also the burial place he chose for himself.

The long wind was blowing, the lonely moon was hanging high, and Nan Li ended his short twenty-year life with a raging fire, and also ended Daye's 150-year reign.

……

The history book in his arms suddenly spontaneously combusted out of thin air.

The temperature of the flame was so hot that Yao Rong subconsciously let go of his hand.

The history books are rolling to the ground.

Little by little, the words on the book were burned. It's as if a hand is erasing those histories.

In the distance, the wind blew and blew away the history books that had been burned to ashes. Through the ashes scattered in the sky, Yao Rong saw the palace with the plaque of "Star Picking Palace", and the young man in Xuanyi in the firelight.

He stood at the highest point of the Star Picking Palace, stretching out his hand against the railing, as if he wanted to touch the moon in the sky. It's just that the moon is too far away, and he can't pick up the stars in the Star Picking Palace, let alone touch the moon, only the lonely moonlight shrouds him.

"Six years on the throne, I still haven't learned how to be a good emperor."

"The only thing I can do for the people of this world is to use my death to end the change of dynasty ahead of schedule."

"Maybe I shouldn't have survived from the beginning......"

The gears of fate turn again, and the river of time flies against the current.

When the last smear of ashes, along with the firelight, disappeared from Yao Rong's sight, the history that had been fixed in the years finally got a chance to rewrite.

[Ding, the plot has been transmitted, mission: save the three princes and rewrite the pattern of troubled times. 】

[The system has detected that Daye's current luck value is 10, please act as soon as possible.] 】

The grass is green, and the red wall is decaying.

This palace, called "Choshin Palace", is located in the northwest corner of the Imperial Palace, and it is the most deserted place in the entire Imperial Palace.

It has another name that is better known than the name Choshin Palace.

That's the cold palace.

In October, the weather gradually cooled, and the wild persimmon tree in the corner of the wall beared a lot of red fruit.

A man in his early teens, somewhere between a child and a teenager, lies on a tree.

He was wearing a gray cotton robe that didn't fit well and exposed one of his ankles, and while stretching out his hand to pick persimmons, he whispered: "This is for Guisheng, this is for Que'er, and this is my ......"

Just when his fingers were about to reach the persimmon, the door of Changxin Palace was pushed open from the outside with a "squeak", and a palace maid walked in, with three points of joy on her face.

"Que'er, ahem, why have you been there for so long?"

The sickly-looking old eunuch heard the movement and walked out of the room leaning against the wall, trembling with every step.

Looking at Que'er's empty hands, the old eunuch was stunned for a moment, and said urgently: "Didn't I ask you to go to the Internal Affairs Office to get something?" Could it be that the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs have withheld His Highness's materials again? ”

The joy on Que'er's face faded: "Grandpa Gui, I forgot." ”

Gui Sheng's face pulled, and he was just about to get angry, when he heard Que'er say confidently: "Father-in-law Gui, I am no longer from Changxin Palace." The lady in charge spoke, agreeing to transfer me to Concubine Li to be a palace maid. ”

"Don't blame me, what is the situation in this Changxin Palace, you and I know it all too well."

"The little thing sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs can't even support the three princes alone. I'm still young, I have to plan more for myself, you are willing to stay here and guard the three princes for the rest of your life, I don't want to. ”

Dropping these words, the palace maid walked past Gui Sheng into the hall, and soon walked out with a burden that had been packed up a long time ago, and walked away.

Gui was so angry that his eyes turned black, and he almost couldn't get up in one breath and fell to the ground, but all these years of cold palace life still wore out his temperament.

He took a few deep breaths, forcibly swallowed the grief and anger in his chest, and dragged his long-ailmented body to the Internal Affairs Office.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and Changxin Palace is short of everything, if you can't get supplies for the winter this time, Your Highness will suffer.

The child lying quietly on the tree finally moved.

He took out the persimmon that was originally going to be left for Que'er, wiped the dust on the skin with his sleeve at will, and even gnawed the belt meat.

"What else do you say that you want to guard me for the rest of your life and take good care of me when I grow up...... Sure enough, it's all a lie...... That's fine, there is one less person to share persimmons with me, so you don't have to worry about not having enough persimmons to eat this year. ”

The skin of the persimmon was bitter and astringent, bitter from his tongue all the way to the bottom of his heart, he was so bitter that his whole face wrinkled, and he said angrily: "What's going on with this year's persimmons, why are they not sweet at all!" Are even persimmons going to bully me! ”

The cold palace was deep and silent, and even if he shouted loudly, he would not attract any attention, let alone get any response, but this time, at the moment when his words fell, a strange voice echoed in his mind.

[Ding, host condition coincidence detected]

He was slightly stunned, looking left and right, looking for the source of the sound.

【System Starts Binding】

He rubbed his ears and said strangely, "Obviously there is no one...... Who's talking? ”

[Countdown 3, 2, 1......]

[The system completes the binding and starts scanning the host data]

[Name: Not yet.]

Gender: Male

Age: 12 years old (13 years old)

Identity: The third prince of Daye

IQ: 130 (you are a genius in the truest sense of the word)

Martial arts qualification: 85 (out of 100, rare in the world, but it seems that the foundation of the body is damaged)

Mingjun value: 0 (you don't have any requirements to become Mingjun yet)

Skill: None (It seems that you are really zero-based)

Points: 0】

When the last data fell, the originally cold mechanical system sound was replaced by a gentle and smiling female voice:

[Hello host, I am your Mingjun cultivation system.] ]：，，