Chapter 2: The Empress: This Is Not My Life?
[The life simulator has been bound, do you want to start the simulation?] γ
"Who?"
The empress was frightened and tried to get up, but found that she couldn't move at all, and she couldn't make a sound at all.
Could this be the powerful means of the Devil's Dao?
What about the palace guards and those imperial ancestors? How did you let the power of the Demon Dao infiltrate the palace so easily?
[If you don't respond for a long time, the simulation has started automatically.] γ
A flash of light flashed through the empress's head, and she instantly understood what this simulator was.
Is this the legendary opportunity? If you can simulate life, wouldn't you be able to simulate governing here, with countless opportunities for trial and error? β
Li Zhiwei flashed a hint of surprise, she is going to become the first emperor of the ages!
You were born, and you were born with a vision of heaven and earth. Your parents were pleasantly surprised, and they decided that you were born extraordinary and that you would do great things in the future. γ
Of course, I have great achievements, and I want to become the first emperor of the ages!
However, why haven't I heard that I had a vision of heaven and earth when I was born, could it be that my father concealed it?
[You can speak at the age of one, be literate at the age of two, and write poems and essays at the age of three. γ
Was I that smart as a kid?
The empress touched her head embarrassedly.
I guess there is, I can't remember what happened when I was a child.
Hey, it's a pity that the later education didn't keep up, and I wasted such a good talent.
When you were five years old, your father was amazed at your intelligence and found many teachers to teach you. But those teachers only taught for a few days and then all left, and they didn't think they were worthy of being your teacher. γ
Hum hum ~ worthy of me.
The empress cocked her little tail proudly.
Wasn't I playing like crazy when I was five years old, though?
The empress recalls that when she was five years old, she only has a slightly vague memory.
I must have misremembered, I was studying with those teachers when I was five years old.
But those teachers think that they are not worthy of teaching, so isn't their learning delayed?
Hateful! I'm so ChUn now... It's a little mediocre, it's because they don't teach themselves to delay me!
[When you were seven years old, your father took you to the home of Zhang Chongliang, the current Wenzong. Your father begged Zhang Chongliang to take you as an apprentice, and Zhang Chongliang asked you, "Why are you studying?" β
You salute respectfully, "Establish your heart for heaven and earth, establish your life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations." β
Your words were sonorous and powerful, and Zhang Chongliang was amazed by your courage and ambition, so he accepted you as a closed disciple. γ
Zhang Chongliang?
Isn't this the teacher of the previous generation Wenzong, the prime minister?
I'm not his student anymore, is this simulator broken?
This is the younger sister of the prime minister?
No, Zhang Chongliang's closed disciple is the prime minister! He became his closed disciple, what about the prime minister?
It's bad, I robbed the prime minister's teacher!
[You studied hard under Zhang Chongliang's disciple, and your attitude made your senior brothers admire it very much. They often discuss with each other that you don't feel like a child under the age of ten at all. γ
The empress was very weak-hearted.
She knew what kind of virtue she had, and the books she could read were those folk books.
Still, come on! The other me, you will definitely become the emperor of the ages in the future!
[You often ask your brothers and teachers for questions, and they all like you very much, thinking that your future achievements will definitely be above them. Your modest excuses, your modesty makes them think more highly of you. γ
Aha!
The empress brought herself into it and began to be complacent.
It's like another me, and I can easily win everyone's praise.
The empress is like reading Shuangwen, looking forward to what 'she' will do next, and how many people will praise her.
Although you are very talented in learning, you have encountered great obstacles in your cultivation. Even if a lot of natural treasures are used, there is always a big gap between them and those geniuses. γ
Well, isn't this sense of substitution coming?
The empress hung her head sadly, even if it was another 'me', it was mediocre in terms of cultivation.
[When it comes to the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wucheng holds a poetry meeting, and your teacher will take you to see the world.
At the poetry meeting, many young scholars chanted poems and recited lyrics to show off their talents, trying to be recognized by the great Confucians. Listening to the constant sound of praise around you, you still don't think so.
Because you think their poems are rubbish. γ
Woohoohoo!
It's me, it's too arrogant!
The empress was so excited that the other 'me' was so good.
[Following Zhang Chongliang's side, many people noticed you, and some people began to tease you.
"Little sir, do you want to compose a poem?"
You glanced at Zhang Chongliang, then shook your head. You think you're young and in no hurry to become famous. Now all you have to do is to learn from the teacher with peace of mind. γ
Why don't you write a poem for the ages and throw him in the face!
The empress was in a hurry.
Such a good opportunity, why not appear in front of people!
[Your teacher smiled, bowed his head and said to you, "After studying with me for so long, some of your senior brothers think that they are inferior to you in terms of learning. Just make a song and let them see how good my protΓ©gΓ© is. β
Zhang Chongliang was full of smiles, and he couldn't hide his heart to show off.
When everyone present heard Zhang Chongliang's words, they immediately looked at you with admiration, and they all looked forward to how powerful you were, a ten-year-old child who was praised by the current Wenzong.
You nodded and picked up the brush. γ
I can't write it, can I?
The empress began to feel uneasy again, and she was not without her youthful frivolity.
When she was a child, she wrote a poem for her father to taste.
After reading the poem he wrote, the father just smiled and didn't speak, and the prime minister was also there at that time. The prime minister bluntly said that this is not even as good as limericks.
I was greatly bruised in my heart, and since then I have stopped writing poetry.
[You think in your mind which one you should 'write'. γ
Still thinking about 'which one should I write?' Is the other 'me' so powerful?
The empress's heart was greatly encouraged, since the other 'me' has a great talent in poetry, then she must not be bad!
The criticism of the prime minister at the beginning made this life lose a great poet.
The empress's heart was about to move.
[This is the first time you have written a poem in front of people, and it is about the face of the teacher. You decided to 'write' a poem that was amazing enough, not only to save the teacher's face, but also to show your heart in front of others. γ
Ahem, it's mainly for the sake of the teacher's face.
[You wrote down "Water Tune Song Head", when will the bright moon be there......
When people saw the words you wrote, they couldn't speak, and your teacher commented, 'As soon as this word comes out, the rest of the words will be useless.'" Your fame began to spread, and you became known as the next generation of 'Wenzong'.
And your teacher thinks you're homesick and takes you home for a ride. γ
"Water Tune Song Head"?
Is it the "Water Tune Song Head" I thought? Isn't that the prime minister's doing, why did it put on my head?
No, there's something wrong with this simulator, and this simulation isn't my life at all!