Jiankang, Imperial Palace.

Xiao Zhao had just handled the government affairs, and looking at the empty palace, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness in his heart.

The new dynasty has just been established, and everything is waiting to be done. It is a busy time for government affairs.

However, the treasury was empty, so Xiao Qian also took away all the money in the inner treasury. He seized the throne, but all he got was a mess.

Xiao Zhao was so angry that he sold off all Xiao Qian's princesses without caring about his reputation.

He had to collect Xiao Qian's debt somewhere else.

But not surprisingly, this move was opposed by many people. Since ancient times, although the winner has control over everything of the loser, there has never been such a contempt for the loser's family.

What's more, Xiao Qian is still an emperor and Xiao Zhao's brother.

Xiao Zhao's behavior was really out of line in this country that values ​​benevolence, justice and morality.

However, Xiao Zhao didn't care about this at all. Anyone who objected would have his house confiscated. After all, he had only been Emperor Zuo for eight years, and he no longer cared about his reputation.

Since he ascended the throne, he has had nightmares often, dreaming that he was being pulled down from the emperor's throne.

The person I dream about every time is Lin Yi.

It was probably because the psychological shadow that Ji Yi left on him was so deep that he couldn't feel at ease for a long time.

The huge pressure made Xiao Zhao's heart even more violent.

If he had more time, he might still adopt a gentle policy and slowly try to figure it out, but now the sword hanging over his head is driving him crazy.

But in the dead of night, he couldn't help but lament and question his heart.

He gave up so much just for this throne, is it really worth it?

Looking back on his half-life, the happiest time was probably when he did not have a large army, but was just a young general who was brave and good at fighting.

There was no prophecy about Xiao Qiang's misfortune. The emperor trusted him and the soldiers loved him. He also had lofty ambitions, wielded a three-foot sword, and accomplished unparalleled achievements.

I never had to worry about anything, and I never suffered any grievances.

It's a pity that fate plays tricks on people.

He fell in love with a woman and suffered all the humiliation of men because of this woman.

Only then did he understand that all beautiful fantasies are castles in the air. If you don't have enough strength, beauty, power, or even face, you are not qualified to have them.

Perhaps, he died at that time.

When he is alive, he just wants to climb to the highest step by step, and no one can make him feel wronged again!

But today, with great power in his hands, Xiao Zhao found that he was still being played by fate.

He is no longer able to have children and has lost the simplest happiness of a man.

The only parent and son was unworthy of being raised, and he even wished he could kill his only bloodline.

When he became emperor, his courtiers were dissatisfied and made a mess, which made him exhausted both physically and mentally.

He seemed to have gained something, and yet he seemed to have gained nothing.

"Is this my destiny? I will never admit defeat!"

The melancholy and sadness in Xiao Zhao's eyes instantly disappeared. He had already come to this point, and he had no way out.

Either he changes his destiny against heaven, or he destroys the world with him!

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Supervisor is asking for an audience!"

As soon as Xiao Zhao strengthened his belief, someone from the palace came to retaliate.

Upon hearing the words "Qin Tian Jian", Xiao Zhao's face darkened.

The one he hated most in the past was Qin Tian Jian, because his sufferings all started from Qin Tian Jian's prophecies.

However, when he actually became emperor, he discovered that Qin Tian Jian really had something to offer.

As a result, his feelings towards Qin Tianjian were somewhat complicated.

On the one hand, they hate and hate them, but on the other hand, they want to take advantage of them.

Although Qin Tian Jian is an institution of the imperial court, it is basically on the edge of the court. People will not think of Qin Tian Jian when nothing happens, and Qin Tian Jian will not come out to play around at ordinary times.

If I suddenly ask for a meeting tonight, there must be something going on.

Xiao Zhao's face sank and he said: "Xuan."

Not long after, the eunuch led a man with gray temples and a wrinkled face in.

"The humble minister Zheng Zheng pays homage to the emperor."

"Get flat!"

Xiao Zhao said casually, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

He had met Qin Tian Jian Zheng. The person who presided over his enthronement ceremony last time was Zheng Zheng.

He is less than thirty years old, why did he suddenly become like this?

"Are you Zheng Zheng?"

Zheng Zheng raised his head, and Xiao Zhao confirmed that his appearance had not changed much, he just looked a few decades older.

"Why did Aiqing become like this?"

Zheng Zheng's face was full of solemnity and he said: "This is the consequence of my taking a blind look at the sky. Your Majesty does not need to worry."

"What do you see?"

Xiao Zhao's expression was quite solemn.

The duty of the Qin Tianjian is to observe the celestial phenomena. As imperial officials, they will not suffer backlash when they spy on the celestial phenomena.

But there are some exceptions.

The last time Xiao Zhao encountered this kind of situation was more than ten years ago.

The prophecy about brothers turning against each other was made by Qin Tianjian, who also died not long after.

He died of old age at a young age.

Generally speaking, Qin Tian Jian would not suffer such backlash unless he spied on the horoscopes related to changes in the national destiny.

How could Xiao Zhao not panic at this moment?

What he expected was not bad. What Zheng Zheng saw was indeed a change in the fate of the country.

"The three stars move together to devour the crape myrtle, the emperor's star dims and the dawn star hangs down, the world is in chaos, and the five years of achievements are all in ashes."

Zheng Zheng did not speak directly about what he saw, but said four maxims.

Although Xiao Zhao didn't know the art of astrology, these four sentences gave an ominous sign.

What he was most concerned about now was his own strength. He immediately grabbed Zheng Zheng's arm like crazy and said, "What does this mean?"

Zheng Zheng was already weak, and being caught like this made him feel even more uncomfortable. He felt that his bones were about to break, so he said with difficulty: "Wei Chen doesn't know, these are the few words left by Wei Chen's master Feng Lao before his death, Chen."

I’ve only scratched the surface.”

In fact, it was not Zheng Zheng who presided over the stargazing tonight, but his master Feng Wang. In the Qintian Prison, the highest-ranking official was Jianzheng, but the highest-ranking officials were still those celebrities who only loved watching stars.

Tonight, Zheng Zheng was just assisting in stargazing. He took a peek at Feng Wang while he was stargazing, and ended up like this. Feng Wang even died on the spot. He only had time to leave four games of mottos before passing away.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Obviously, what he saw this time was more taboo and more dangerous.

Xiao Zhao forced himself to calm down and said: "Then you explain to me."

"Nuo, I caught a glimpse of three stars, and I broke the army, killed seven, greedy wolf, three stars devoured the Lord, Yingzhao Zhaozhao, the world is undergoing great changes, and demons are everywhere.

According to the judgment of Master Weichen, Emperor Zuo will die within five years..."

"I don't believe it!"

Xiao Zhao threw Zheng Zheng away, and Zheng Zheng fell to the ground. He immediately vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out, unconscious.

Xiao Zhao was not in the mood to care about him, he only felt angry, crazy, and a little panicked.

Why was the eight-year emperor's life promised suddenly reduced by three years?

What’s even more frightening is that since we can lose three years this time, will we lose even more next time?

Why does this happen?

Isn’t it said that fate is hard to change?

Why can his imperial luck decrease but not increase?

Heaven is unfair, unfair!

Xiao Zhao couldn't help himself with his anger. Looking at the memorials on the table, he was far better than Xiao Qian in terms of diligence in political affairs. He was also far better than Xiao Qian in terms of knowing people and making good use of them.

Why can Xiao Qian be the emperor for more than ten years with ease, and have so many ministers working for him with unswerving determination, just because he is born well?

Xiao Zhao was so angry that he was about to lose his shape. He wished he could wreak havoc to vent his anger.

But at this time, Yan Qingqiu appeared.
To be continued...