Xie Zhang was alone, walking towards the throne step by step. Xuanzheng Hall is completely different from her Funing Hall. It is solemn and majestic. The golden dragon is entrenched on the large nanmu pillars in the hall. The dragon in the center of the caisson holds a pearl, which is very majestic. Xie Zhang touched the pearl hairpin in her hair and sat on the dragon chair. She imagined her father listening here.
Civil and military officials lined up in front of them, looking directly at the sky without raising their heads. Power was gathered on this dragon chair. As long as you can sit on this chair, what does it matter whether you are a man or a woman?
"Aye, I want to be emperor." Xie Zhang said softly.
This was her true unspoken wish.
She doesn't want to be attached to any brother, nephew, or nephew. She wants to control her own destiny and have supreme power.
She knew that this road was difficult to walk, and she would be shattered into pieces if she was not careful. But she no longer wants to be a singing oriole in the prosperous times, nor a mournful cuckoo in troubled times. She wants to be an eagle soaring in the sky, overlooking her city.
Purpose: Stop saying that women are not heroes