Zhu Yougui died once.
In his last life, he committed patricide and sat on the throne for eight months. In the end, he was ruined and ruined. Imperial power in troubled times is a poisonous sharp blade. He fought for it with all his strength, but in the end he only stabbed himself.
Back in the spring of 904, the snowy night in Luoyang Palace was bone-chilling. Zhu Wenti kicked in the door with a bloody long knife, and the severe pain of being slapped and missing teeth was clearly felt, and he was completely awake - in these troubled times, honest people must die, and only the crazy can survive and take charge.
Everyone in the world knows that the second child of the Zhu family is crazy and absurd. He does not fight for wealth or power. He spends his days turning copper coins, peeling wood bark, and chewing dry biscuits. He is undisciplined.
But no one knows that this madness is his best talisman.
He hid the mute's handwriting and wrote three secret letters, disrupting the chess game between foreign enemies, siblings, and kings; he took advantage of the troubled times to hide secret guards, set up long lines, and collect dead soldiers, and he made his way step by step in the deep palace full of suspicion; he hid a broken tooth to remember the blood debt of his previous life, hid a pair of scissors to express the warmth of mother and son, and walked clearly between the light and shadow of swords.
Zhu Wen was suspicious and bloodthirsty, he used his wisdom to defeat the situation and followed the trend; Zhu Youzhen was hypocritical and plotted, he tore up the mask and used chaos to undermine stability; Li Cunxu was eyeing the tiger, he mediated and played chess in the world.
Everyone is vying for power and position, but Zhu Yougui only wants one thing: to live.
Not for the troubled times, not for the sake of the emperor's false reputation, but just to escape fate, protect the people around me, so that countless people who have died in vain will no longer have to become victims of the game of imperial power.
The end of the Tang Dynasty overthrew, the Liang and Tang Dynasties alternated, the mountains and rivers were turbulent, and the chess game was newly settled.
Ever since he woke up on a snowy night in 904, in this life, he would use madness as a blade and tranquility as a strategy to carve out a unique way to survive in the turbulent world.
