She recalled the records in the history books.

In 675 of the Xia calendar, Jiang Haiping died in Daxia in order to guard the country.

In the same year, Jiang Xuanjin, Jiang's eldest son, took over the post of marshal and went to Beizhou with his brothers to guard the border areas.

Within seven years, all Jiang family generals died in battle.

The nine sons of the Jiang family left, but no one came back.

In 687 of the Xia calendar, three years after Emperor Yin's death, foreigners invaded Beizhou. Jiang Zhaoyue, an orphan of the Jiang family, carried out the legacy of her father and brother, wore a helmet and armor, fought against the barbarians, and died in the battle.

At this point, the Jiang family's bloodline was cut off, and the Jiang family was full of loyalists.

There were originally four great aristocratic families, but the Jiang family was gone.

Si Fuqing stared at Jiang Haiping closely, unable to connect him with the Marshal Zhenguo in the history books for a while.

Jiang Haiping seemed to have noticed something and glanced in her direction.

But seeing nothing, he looked back with some confusion.

His eyes fell on the old emperor again, extremely cold and stern.

The old emperor was incompetent and only cared about himself, and the princes from all over the world had already turned against him.

War smoke is everywhere in the five states, but in the palace, people are singing and dancing, people are drunk and dissipated, and the people are complaining.

Fortunately, a wise king was born. He was able to serve the new king and protect the foundation of Daxia for all generations.

There is no regret in dying.

At this moment, everyone in the palace belonged to Emperor Yin. The old emperor had no ability to resist and was immediately taken into custody.

After the matter was resolved, the white-clothed emperor said: "You guys should step back first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The four of them got up and walked out of the hall.

"I just felt like someone was staring at me." Jiang Haiping hesitated for a moment, "Look around, isn't there anything there?"

Ji Chunyuan looked around and shook his head: "Your Majesty is blessed with Ziwei's destiny and the only destiny to be an emperor. Where can any wandering spirit dare to approach your Majesty?"

Jiang Haiping thought so. He nodded and saw the scroll in Mo Yanfeng's hand: "What is this?"

Mo Yanfeng smiled: "The sketch of the machine city. I want to build a city that cannot be breached to protect Yong'an. There are thousands of hidden weapons in it. After I complete the construction, I will destroy the drawing. I am a descendant of the Mo family.

There is no solution.”

"Brother Mo is indeed a genius." Jiang Haiping laughed, "But don't worry, with my Jiang family here, no one dares to take a step against me, Daxia!"

The four of them chatted and laughed happily and soon left the hall.

The hall became quiet.

Si Fuqing suddenly realized that these famous figures in history she saw were all mortal.

A lightly turned page in the history books is their magnificent life.

"You're here." On the golden dragon chair, the emperor in white stretched out his hand and said in a very soft voice, "Look, we haven't seen each other for a year, and a lot of changes have happened."

This year, he killed more people and imprisoned many people.

Including his biological brothers.

Now, even his biological father has become a prisoner.

In a time of great strife, I was born into a royal family. If I lose, I will lose my life.

He cannot lose, even if he is scolded as a rebellious minister who killed his father and killed the king, he will still hold on to the throne.

Si Fuqing took a few steps closer and saw that he had many scars on his body.

One can only imagine how he got through this year.

Growth comes at the cost of death.

The emperor in white was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "What were you thinking about when you were staring at Jiang Haiping just now?"

Si Fuqing didn't expect that he would be so perceptive that he could even notice who she was looking at.

She hesitated for a moment and wrote something in his palm.

--die.

"Everyone will die." He seemed a little surprised, and then said calmly, "Everyone must die. As long as you are human, you will die, and so will I."

He didn't call her "lonely" in front of her.

Si Fuqing's eyelashes fluttered slightly and fell silent.

Yes, you will die. You will die at the age of twenty-seven, only thirteen years.

But in these thirteen years, you have done far more than you have done in the past thirteen hundred years.

"I promised you to conquer the world." He raised his eyebrows, "This is the first step. I know you won't be able to stay long, so I moved the enthronement ceremony to today. I won't be too polite, but I still want to let you

Look, you need to rest first. If you need anything? Just tell me."

Si Fuqing's eyes lit up and he wrote a few words.

"A piece of sewing cloth?" He didn't ask, "Well, I'll have it delivered."

Soon a guard brought something, and Si Fuqing sat down on the spot and began to embroider the dragon robe.

She was arranged to a place with a wide perspective, where she could see Emperor Yin's coronation ceremony.

Emperor Yin's ascension to the throne was in line with the people's wishes.

As cheers rang out, Si Fuqing raised his head and watched the young emperor ascend the steps step by step, heading towards the highest place.

Below, all the ministers bowed their heads and hundreds of officials paid homage.

On May 6, 671 in the lunar calendar, Emperor Yin ascended the throne as emperor. He promoted the aspirations of the whole world, obeyed the subjects of the five states, established Yong'an as the capital, and named it "Tianhe", creating a "prosperous age of Tianhe".

This is one of the most important nodes in the history of the Xia Dynasty, and history books have written a lot about it.

But no director dared to shoot it.

Not to mention Emperor Yin, even Jiang Haiping and Mo Yanfeng, no actor can play him.

But now, she saw this scene with her own eyes.

The prosperous summer begins today.

After this, he will end the troubled times, bring peace to the world, establish the five states, drive out the barbarians, and protect the borderlands.

Later, he became known as the Great Xia Dragon Bird and frightened the entire Western Continent.

Si Fuqing's eyes were stunned.

If only he could live a little longer.

As if he felt her gaze, on the steps, the young emperor suddenly turned his head and looked in her direction.

His eyes are deep, hard to distinguish, and elusive.

At the same time, Si Futing heard the long-lost game system prompt.

[Tip: Subsequent time travel requires a game cabin. Players are asked to use the game cabin to log in to the game. I wish you a happy game. 】

Si Fuqing was bounced back to the login space.

She was quite calm this time.

Many experiences have told her not to have any hope in games.

But fortunately, she stayed for a long time this time, allowing her to finish embroidering the dragon robe.

Si Fuqing took off his gaming helmet, and it was already dawn outside.

She contacted Ji Xingzhi: "My game cabin hasn't come back yet?"

"It's still stuck at the customs." Ji Xingzhi scratched his head, "I heard there's some chaos over there in Free Continent, and we'll have to wait another month at the earliest."

Si Fuqing frowned: "So long?"

"What's wrong?" Ji Xingzhi was puzzled, "Are you going to the top ten dangerous places? Gaming helmets are enough for other places."

"No." Si Fuqing paused and whispered, "I'm afraid he can't wait."

Ji Xingzhi was stunned: "Who?"

"It's okay." Si Fuqing came to his senses and said, "I sent you a few formation diagrams for your use."

"Thank you, brother." Ji Xingzhi was very happy, "Brother, the revival of my Ji family depends entirely on you. All the hopes of my Ji family are placed on you!"

Si Fuqing was ruthless: "Don't feed it to me with the pie your grandpa drew for you, it won't work."

Ji Xingzhi: "..."

"By the way." Si Fuqing thought for a while, "You should have Ji Chunyuan's books in your Ji family's library, right? Can you lend them to me?"

"Ji Chunyuan?" Ji Xingzhi was stunned again, "Why did you suddenly think of him? Yes, what do you see him doing?"
To be continued...