Thirty-one years after Zongyang, the late emperor passed away, and it was extremely easy for Dao Widow to gain the throne.
In the first year of Jingzhi, Dao's throne was extremely unstable.
In the second year of Jingzhi, I quietly marched westward with a hundred thousand Donghua troops, hoping to gain some prestige for the Taoists.
In the second year of Jingzhi, one hundred thousand Donghua troops perished in the boiling sea. I entered Zhangwan and wanted to die.
My other life starts from here...