MC Bookstore Chapter 952 Am I doing the right thing?
Chapter 952 Am I doing the right thing?
"I left the palace, and it was a world I had never seen before. There was no prosperity of red walls and green tiles, but there was no panic of being startled at every step either.
...I was extremely hungry, so I used the copper coins that the nanny gave me to buy a bun, but the bun was snatched away by a wild dog. When I was about to buy another one, I found that my purse was also empty.
I fainted that winter and when I woke up I was in a dilapidated temple. An old beggar saved my life by soaking a straw cake that had been left in water for who knows how long.
Later, I was adopted by a butcher's family.
The butcher was ugly, and his son was also ugly. No one wanted to play with him. So when he saw that I was also ugly, and the scar on my head that had not yet healed looked like a bald head, which made me look even uglier...he actually laughed out loud and took me, the bald-headed one, home to keep his son company. "
In the Xuanxi Kingdom at that time, being ugly was a sin in itself.
If you are good-looking, people will try to forgive you even if you make mistakes.
Even if an ugly person tries hard to live, he will be considered to have done too many sins in his previous life and will therefore be despised.
The butcher's family was one of the lower class in the imperial capital, especially the butcher, who had a broad head and a big face and looked very fierce.
The butcher's wife had a large black mole-like birthmark on her face that covered half of her face. People said she was a yaksha.
The child they gave birth to was not good-looking either. He inherited the butcher's broad head and big face, as well as the butcher's wife's birthmark. He was strong, ugly, and a little stupid.
Neighbors all said that the butcher's family had done evil things in their previous life, and they didn't want to associate with them.
But this family was pretty nice to Xuan Xi.
Xuan Xi followed a butcher to learn the skill of slaughtering pigs. Although he was born ugly, he learned quickly and lived a relatively peaceful life.
The palace wall with red walls and green tiles was getting farther and farther away from him.
“Some people use up all their energy just to survive, and they have no time to care about their own beauty or ugliness.
I stayed in the butcher's house for five years. When I was nine years old, the butcher was carrying half a pig through the market. A naughty boy tore off the white cloth covering the pig. The bloody and steaming half of the pig scared a nobleman.
Then a group of people broke into the butcher's house at night and beat the couple to death.
Before he died, the butcher hid me and his child in the stomach of a freshly slaughtered pig, so we escaped the disaster..."
Later, Xuan Xi and the butcher's child depended on each other for survival. He worked as a beggar, a gangster, a thug, and even a bandit.
When he was twenty years old, his identity was discovered and he was brought back to the palace.
After being outside the palace for many years, he has forgotten how to adapt to the intrigues in the palace, but he has his own rules for life.
“…You will never imagine how easy it is to kill a person. I killed all my brothers and sisters. The old emperor is too old to have children.
He could only hold his nose and let me, his ugliest son, succeed him.
The civil officials made a death-defying protest, saying that I looked like a demon, had bad conduct, and was unfit to be the emperor!
I have been in the civilian world for more than ten years and have suffered the sharpest knife wounds and the most painful punches and kicks.
But the mouths of those civil servants are sharper than the sharpest knife and more powerful than fists.
They used their own deaths and public opinion to attack me.
But I am not afraid. They may not know that during these years I have been outside, I have been to the battlefield and struggled among piles of dead bodies. What I have seen the most is dead bodies.
There are various ways to die.
I sent the whole family of the one who died by hitting his head against a pillar to reunite with him.
Since he didn't die by banging his head against the pillar, I gave him a helping hand. I pressed his head against the throne room and killed him. I also killed all nine generations of his clan, so that he could get what he wanted and leave his name in history.
I use guards openly.
For places that cannot be seen in the light, I use those bandits.
Those bandits were my most loyal companions. They were not really loyal, but I promised them that once I ascended the throne, I would make them officials...
This is the only rope that can help them change their fate, and everyone is holding on to it tightly.
They dare to do anything. In troubled times, human life is the least valuable thing in the world.
Later I realized that there weren’t that many people who weren’t afraid of death…”
On the day of Xuan Xi's coronation ceremony, the sky was overcast with lightning and thunder.
Everyone said that God did not want him to be the king.
Drought, floods, plague, these problems that Chen Ke had been unable to solve before Xuan Xi ascended the throne were also blamed on him.
All in all, he was a pretty good king. After taking office, a series of reforms gave the people a rare respite during those difficult years.
Because he has been in the deepest quagmire, he knows what the people need most.
He doesn't care whether it looks good or not, he only cares whether it is useful or not.
He wants those who are talented and learned, even if they are born like evil spirits.
If you dare to talk with only your skin left, just peel off that beautiful skin and make a palace lantern!
But the drought continued, and panic and death spread across the land like a plague...
The late emperor spent a huge amount of financial and national resources on various sacrifices and offerings every year, but the days of Xuanxi Kingdom did not seem to get better because of the blessing of the gods.
After ascending the throne, Xuanxi performed sacrifices and offered sacrifices to heaven and built temples for the gods like the emperors before him.
But apart from the gold and silver that he spent like water, he saw no return.
He tried to hold a sacrificial ceremony and he made a confession of guilt, but no god responded.
Just like no god responded to the late emperor...
He saw countless people crawling in the mud, skinny and bony, but still holding the best things in their homes to worship the gods.
Their eyes were so pious, their faith was so fervent, and they were so skinny that it seemed as if they had just a layer of skin stretched over their bones...
Only then did Xuan Xi understand one thing.
Gods are very busy. With so many people, so many temples, and so many countries, they already have enough faith to be free, busy with happiness, busy with enjoying themselves. They have no time to listen to the tears of the world.
People are divided into three, six or nine grades.
Even rich people who are wealthier than ordinary people will treat the lives of the poor as worthless.
How could they expect that a god who was not on the same plane as them would take human life seriously?
Hear their pain.
And the more pain they suffer, the purer the faith God will gain from them...
So the emperor became angry.
"...It won't be long before they know what kind of emperor has appeared in the world. They will know and see it!"
"If the gods we worship are useless, then there is no need for them to exist!"
After Xuan Xi ascended the throne, he became a famous tyrant. He was tyrannical, imposed heavy taxes, and mobilized the entire country to support the army.
Train a group of fierce and fierce soldiers.
While everyone was still immersed in God's protection, he annexed the surrounding small countries and turned into a bigger monster.
This monster continues to invade the surrounding countries, large and small.
Until there is no second voice left in this land.
"So, Madam Jiang Jiang, you see, the lives those people kowtowed to did not protect them. Otherwise, how could they be so easily breached by me? It's not just the gods of Xuanxi Country who are sitting there doing nothing, all the gods are the same...
They enjoy offerings from the lower classes, but treat those below them as mere animals.
They don't care what kind of pen the animals sleep in, as long as there are enough of them, it doesn't matter to them...
Madam Jiang Jiang, do you think I did the right thing? Why keep such a god? "The clear eyes looked straight at Jiang You.