Parents love their children and have far-reaching plans.
His imperial father initially determined that the prince would ascend to the throne and had him by his side since he was a child, paving the way for his future. When he grew up, he hired the legitimate daughter of Ulanara for him. He knew very well that among his brothers, his wife had the most noble status, even the crown princess was inferior to her. His imperial father had good intentions and was afraid that the prince would suppress him if he had too many taboos, but in fact he never really reprimanded him.
He had thought that he would follow the path chosen by the emperor.
Unexpectedly, he would ascend to the throne of God later on.
He put his hands behind his hands and looked arrogant. He said to the emperor: "I won't fight because I don't want to. If I want to fight, your sons can't fight with me."
Because except for his imperial father, who else has the qualifications to make him kneel?
There are many people vying for the throne, but who can manage this land full of chaos?
It's just that time waits for no one.
He is full of ambitions that have not yet been implemented, and he has not yet taken a good look at his country. How can he be willing to die?
It was this unwillingness that kept his soul alive. Seeing that his good son was not even willing to observe filial piety for twenty-seven days, seeing him reverse the case for Lao Ba Lao Jiu and trample his own face into the ground, he couldn't help but laugh.
Is this retribution? Is it retaliation for his false edict?
How much he liked to value Hongli at the time, now how much he hated him when he saw this. As much pain as he felt in his heart, he wanted to live.
Despite the pain, he still wanted to continue watching, to see how difficult it was to see the Qing Dynasty that lasted for hundreds of years?
He watched his good son mess with the concubine, watched him enjoy his success, watched the treasury empty, watched him spend the rest of his life extravagantly, watched him play with male favorites, watched him be arrogant and was eventually killed by his son.
He watched the Qing Dynasty move towards its demise step by step, with a calm expression, neither sad nor happy.
He knew in his heart that such a decadent Qing Dynasty should perish.
He watched the changes of current events with cold eyes, and thousands of years passed silently. He stayed in Sijiu City back then, looking at Chaoyun Xianting, all the vicissitudes of life, the destruction of the city, and the rise of the city.
His heart was calm, he bid farewell to the Forbidden City with a smile in his eyes, and wandered around, seeing both the prosperity and the desolation.
Later, he traveled through time and space and saw all the joys and sorrows, love and hatred.
Later, he became Zixin.
Now, he is Di Xin.
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