All the Dynasties Are Enemies, I Am the Emperor

Thirty princes were sent to the Six Kingdoms for marriage, and the world was in chaos. The thirty-first prince walked out of the cold palace, but the heroes in the world are like the crucian carp crossing the river - no one is a chess piece, everyone is playing chess. Written in front: the soul of this book This is not the story of one person, but the story of an era. The torrent of history flows down in a mighty way, enveloping everyone—emperors, generals, counselors, monks, merchants, and common people. Some people go with the current, some people go against the current, and some people try to change the course. I firmly believe that everything depends on man-made efforts, but we must also admit that some things are like torrents. Whether the world is in chaos or not is not decided by one person. The thirty princes each have their advisers and generals, the six kingdoms each have their heroes and talents, the Taoist and Buddhist families each have their own plans, and the Jianghu families each have their own positions. Each force has its own people, its own logic, and its own ambitions. There are no NPCs. Everyone standing opposite you feels that they are the protagonist.