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The Great Zhou Dynasty, 3rd year of Tai’an.
It’s been three years since Ji Jinrong became an Emperor, he ascended the throne when he was sixteen years old. However, his body was very weak. Every time the imperial physicians were summoned to the palace, they felt terrified. So before going to Imperial Palace, they always write a letter and bid farewell to their family in case they don’t come back.
It’s not that Ji Jinrong was scary, it’s the twenty-six-year-old General Zhen who was terrifying.
General Zhen, who is surnamed Wei, has had great strength since he was a child. He can straighten bent iron rods and lift huge stones. Moreover, he has a stubborn and arrogant temper. He doesn’t pay much attention to anyone and has a cold face that doesn’t care about others. People close to him used to call him “stone” as a joke. When he got a bit older, the grandfather of the Wei family named him “Tingjun”, meaning “unstoppable”, which implied the extraordinary expectations his grandfather had from him.
The fate of the country was declining, and foreign enemies were eyeing us covetously. Great Zhou were desperately in need of a strong general who can sweep away thousands of enemy troops.
The Wei family was in charge of defending the country, bathing in blood on the battlefield.
Wei Tingjun joined the army when he was eighteen years old, achieving numerous victories at the border within six years. At the age of twenty-three, he was granted the title of Marquis, becoming a famous general of the country.
The title of General Zhen originally belonged to the grandfather of the Wei family. Ten years ago, the grandfather of the Wei family died in battle and the title was passed on to Wei Tingjun’s father. Then six years ago, Wei Tingjun’s father and brother died in battle, and Wei Tingjun made great contributions again. In order to appease the Wei family, the former emperor granted him the title of “General Zhen” early on.
Since Ji Jinrong ascended the throne, Wei Tingjun led his black cavalry battalion home to guard the capital, with the intention of ” holding the emperor hostage to command the princes”.
Everyone in this black cavalry battalion was brave and skilled in battle, and the knives in their hands have all seen blood. They only listened to Wei Tingjun and Ji Jinrong’s orders, and whenever there was a slight change in the imperial capital, they would quietly appear and “wipe out” those who intend to rebel one by one.
After experiencing several “bloodbaths”, everyone has learned to behave.
With Wei Tingjun, an eagle dog guarding by his side, the court and the public were safe for the time being.
Unfortunately, Ji Jinrong’s body was weak, and with the illness brought from his mother’s womb, no one dares to say that he will be “cured”.
Before, when he was not in power, the imperial physician would openly say, “I don’t know if His Highness can survive this year”. However, Ji Jinrong survived among all his brothers and ascended the throne. Now that Ji Jinrong is the Emperor, the imperial physicians would be afraid whenever he gets sick, for fear that if they say something wrong, General Zhen will order someone to kill them on the spot.
Wei Tingjun has known Ji Jinrong since childhood, and he has been by Ji Jinrong’s side since Ji Jinrong was a baby— Every time Ji Jinrong wandered between life and death, Wei Tingjun got worried and took good care of him.
Wei Tingjun guarded him like this for nine years.
When Ji Jinrong was ten years old, he accidentally saw the “refugee map” presented by a foreign minister, and for the first time, he caught a glimpse of the precarious situation outside.
At that time, the bad news of Wei’s father and brother arrived from the border. Then Ji Jinrong said to Wei Tingjun: “Go, go to the border. A man should take the head of his enemy with his own hands, and he should also defend his country and make contributions.”
So Wei Tingjun went to the border.
Wei Tingjun’s tactics were treacherous and varied, with a cautious and meticulous mind. Wherever he went, blood flowed into rivers and drifts, resulting in heavy casualties. It is rumored that he even once led a black cavalry battalion to directly attack the opponent’s lair, causing them to panic and shake their tails to beg for peace.
The surrounding countries were terrified and ran away. Since then, they didn’t dare to act recklessly at the border of the Great Zhou, and secretly referred to Wei Tingjun as “Bloody Shura”.
However, things in the world are often unfair.
Those corrupt officials who plundered people’s wealth and have grown their fat bellies are still living well, and the former emperor, who held power for decades and had been confused and partial to treacherous people, also lived well until his old age. However, the only person Wei Tingjun cared about lived at the gate of hell all the time—— sometimes when Ji Jinrong falls asleep, he may not wake up for several days.
Such as this winter, when the cold wave arrived, Ji Jinrong was worried about the common people, so he lost an hour of sleep at night— and suffered from the cold.
Next morning, Ji Jinrong didn’t show up in court.
Everyone speculated that Ji Jinrong had fallen ill again, and they immediately started whispering to each other.
Wei Tingjun was in no mood to talk to others and went straight to Ji Jinrong’s bedroom.
Ji Jinrong’s eyes were closed, and the imperial doctor looked sad.
The attendant next to him saw Wei Tingjun, and carefully handed him the strategy written by Ji Jinrong last night.
Wei Tingjun’s hands trembled as he took it over. After looking at it, his eyes turned red in an instant, he raised his hand and threw it on the ground violently.
His Majesty cares about the people suffering from the cold, so why doesn’t he think about himself!
When the country was handed over to him, it was already on the verge of collapse, and all these things are not his responsibility at all!
His life is already getting shorter day by day.
His majesty is still so young…
Wei Tingjun took off his robe and boots, and sat on Ji Jinrong’s bed. He held Ji Jinrong in his arms, his chest heaving up and down, and his grief was overwhelming.
Seeing this scene, the attendants who were standing by the side shed tears silently.
Ji Jinrong was afraid of cold from a young age, and several times when he was on the brink of life and death, Wei Tingjun would hug him like this, pulling him back from the gates of hell. Seeing that the person in his arms didn’t move at all, Wei Tingjun tightened his arms, bringing him closer to himself.
The cold body temperature of the person in his arms reminded Wei Tingjun of his dead father and brother.
At that time, it was the same, no matter how hard he covered the cold palms of his father and brother, he couldn’t keep them warm. They were no longer as warm or powerful as when he was a child, and they could no longer hold anything in the world.
But his Majesty is still so young.
He is so young that he never stepped out of the palace walls, never tasted any delicious food, and spent most of his life struggling on the sick bed.
Heaven is so unfair!
Upon hearing the imperial doctor tremblingly say “There is no way”, Wei Tingjun wished to kill all these useless wastes. But thinking that Ji Jinrong might get angry after waking up and fall ill again, Wei Tingjun suppressed that impulse.
Yes, His Majesty will definitely wake up, His Majesty will definitely not pass away like this, His Majesty has not grown up yet, and His Majesty has not seen the great rivers and mountains of Zhou Kingdom that he cares about— His Majesty is still so young!
Wei Tingjun gritted his teeth and cursed: “Your Majesty, aren’t you the most kind? Don’t you love your people the most? Your Majesty, if you dare to die, I will dare to have everyone buried with you!”
Obviously, he was the one who said these harsh words, and he was also the one who cried——
Because even with such harsh words, Ji Jinrong remained silent.
This time, he probably won’t be able to make it through.
“Heaven is unjust! Heaven is unjust!” Wei Tingjun’s warm tears dripped on Ji Jinrong’s cold neck.
He choked up and scolded God, “Heaven is not fair! Otherwise, why is it that those ministers who have done so much evil are living a good life instead!
He doesn’t want anything, as long as His Majesty lives well!
Wei Tingjun hugged Ji Jinrong even tighter and cried bitterly, his voice becoming more and more desolate: “Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Heaven is not fair!”
As if in response to his words, lightning and thunder suddenly struck outside, illuminating the originally grey sky. In broad daylight, the sky suddenly became as dark as night, with only purple electric flashes shining on the horizon. The palace servants, attendants, and imperial physicians inside and outside were horrified, their knees softened inexplicably, and they knelt down on the ground.
It is said that when the new emperor was born, there was also such a vision outside. It was God who sent him here, and now it is—— now it is God who came to take him back!
Wei Tingjun tightened his arms and stopped moving, only tears slid down his cheeks silently.
Everyone knelt down as they held their breath, listening to the thunder and lightning outside the hall.
At the same time.
【The System of Subjugated Kings is currently starting…】
【Scanning host information…】
Name: Ji Jinrong
Age: Seventeen years old
Popularity value: 35250000 points
Duration of reign: four years
【Please choose whether to bind with the system: yes/no】
“Yes.”
【Please choose whether to enter the new world: yes/no】
“Yes.”
Ji Jinrong opened his eyes again, and everything he saw was unfamiliar.
Ji Jinrong should’ve died, but after his soul wandered around for a long time, a force suddenly pulled him in. Then, he heard a strange voice ringing in his ears. The other party claimed to be a “system of subjugated kings” and it asked him to go to a different world in order to calm the anger of a “rogue minister and traitor”.
This “rogue minister and traitor” was once a “selected” person like him, but the other party seems to have escaped from the control of the system, destroying one world after another.
Ji Jinrong doesn’t quite understand what a “system” is, but he knows that this is his chance to survive. From the other party’s description, he vaguely guessed that this “rogue minister and traitor” had a deep bond with himself, and everything this person does was because of him——— that’s why the system found him.
Who could this “rogue minister and traitor” be? Ji Jinrong thought about it and found that only Wei Tingjun was the most likely.
Only Wei Tingjun could become such a killer.
Did Wei Tingjun also die?
Then, what about Wei Tingjun’s sweetheart?
Ji Jinrong was worried for a moment, but then waved away these thoughts from his mind. No matter what, it’s always good to be alive. Since he is already dead, let’s get used to the new world well— even if he will “perish” after a while, it is better than continuing to be a lonely soul who wanders around without knowing anything.
The body of the “Original Owner” was also somewhat weak, so thin that the bones could be seen, but Ji Jinrong doesn’t mind it at all.
Previously, he had always been a sick man who would be out of breath even after walking a few more steps. At least his limbs are flexible and healthy now! Ji Jinrong got out of bed, walked barefoot to the window and pushed it open. The coolness under his feet and the wind blowing on his face made him tremble. This is what’s called living, right? This is the true feeling of being alive——— being able to walk barefoot on the ground and enjoy the cool breeze on your own—— that’s what living is all about.
Although the original owner was the “ruler of a subjugated nation”, he was also an emperor after all. Upon hearing the sound of Ji Jinrong getting up, the attendants rushed in one after another, holding clothes, washbasins, and other toiletries, standing in two rows, same as the things Ji Jinrong is used to in his previous life.
Ji Jinrong wanted to order “Hurry up and prepare a small roasted chicken with marinated duck feet and a roasted pigeon”, only to “remember” that this body has a small problem— stuttering! The original owner did not like to talk because of this, and if he really spoke, he would only be able to utter a few words.
Why choose a stutterer to be the emperor?
Naturally, some people wanted to conspire and usurp the throne, but they didn’t want to bear eternal infamy, so they chose the best puppet they could control.
Ji Jinrong couldn’t help but feel a sense of pity towards the “original owner”.
Everyone is a puppet emperor, and the “original owner” is even more pitiful than him——— At least he still had a few friends who could talk to him, but the “original owner” can’t even talk well, let alone have friends.
Thinking of this, Ji Jinrong suddenly felt a sense of unwillingness in his heart that did not belong to him.
“He” is unwilling to disappear like this, unwilling to leave like this——
“He” is not reconciled, “he” is not reconciled, “he” is not reconciled——
Ji Jinrong sighed.
Since you are not reconciled, then I will take a look at the wind and rain outside on your behalf.
I will also make those people pay back what they owe you.
The author has something to say:
General: Look at me, look at me, you can tell at a glance that I am a loyal dog!
Your Majesty: I have 108 techniques to subdue loyal dogs!
General: Come on! Come and subdue me!
Your Majesty: Don’t worry, wait for me to recruit some younger brothers first… one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight… Hey, it seems that there are too many to count. Who did I say to subdue at the beginning?
General is blackened…
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