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Chapter 64 : It Matters Not
Xiao Xinyue fell silent.
Ming Chen smiled and said, "If we're really talking about whose fault it is, I'm afraid the current Son of Heaven is the true cause of this world's chaos, isn't he?"
"Look at him. How is he?"
Isn't he still happily seeking immortality every day?
He who enjoys the greatest power must bear the greatest responsibility.
Е ṅum̊а̂ ..і́d̈
The slogan of the Blood-Clothed rebel army is also about the fatuous and benighted ruler; they never said the Imperial Princess caused trouble.
In the future, when the brush of history writes like iron, it will also write about the Emperor.
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The Emperor himself isn't worried, so why are you, an Imperial Princess, so anxious?
This old emperor's son and daughter are actually quite good, but unfortunately... both have been severely harmed by him.
Xiao Xinyue: ...
This person was somewhat audacious and reckless.
Ё num̃ ӑ . іd
But on careful thought, it seemed there was nothing wrong with what he said.
Xiao Xinyue carefully chewed over Ming Chen's words. This was very important to her.
This person... was very special. His words always seemed to speak directly to her heart.
Her brother and maid knew of her suffering, but they had only ever offered sympathy and comfort, never been so direct and straightforward.
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As for criticizing the sovereign, that was even more impossible.
She knew that this special person was helping her.
W e b̄ n о vе̂l̂ Е ǹů m ӓ.
Ming Chen seemed to have just remembered something. He covered his mouth and looked at Xiao Xinyue with a smile. "My apologies for my loose tongue. Your Highness won't report me for criticizing the sovereign, will you?"
The atmosphere of the conversation lightened a bit. Xiao Xinyue shook her head and said, "I won't~"
"Truly?"
"Truly!"
"Then I'll have to trust Your Highness~ If His Majesty chops off my head, I'll curse you along with everyone else."
Looking at this person's casual and frivolous face, Xiao Xinyue seemed to have shed some of her burdens as well.
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This person's words were not pleasant to hear.
Yet she nodded slightly, and seemed to unconsciously smile along with him. "Alright!"
After hearing his words, she hadn't felt as relaxed as she did now in three years.
Ming Chen leaned closer to her and said, "Your Highness, I once heard someone say that what has happened cannot be undone. Instead of indulging in grief over the impossible, why not think again..."
His eyes were bright and full of spirit, as if he could see into her heart.
And this person's appearance was also deeply imprinted in Xiao Xinyue's mind.
W е bn̊ о̄ṽe l̄ _Е̂n̂ ů ṁа
"What can you do?"
...
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"What can I do?"
All these years, she had been depressed in her residence. What had she done?
It was meaningless.
"Xinyue?"
Е̇n u mа́ . і d̈
Seeing his sister in a daze, Xiao Zhengyang called out to her with some confusion.
Xiao Xinyue came back to her senses and shook her head lightly.
The mysterious gentleman in the tavern was a special person.
To this day, she was still replaying the conversation she had in the tavern that day.
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She looked up at her brother before her, as if she had made up her mind, and said, "Imperial Brother, I want to go to Northern Lie!"
"Ah?"
Ӗ nŭ m̌а́
Xiao Zhengyang was completely stunned.
Which unlucky bastard has been feeding her bewitching potions again?
How did she agree to go to Northern Lie?
"Xinyue, this trip is dangerous. It's not for fun!"
He frowned and said, "Be good. Imperial Brother will find someone to go in your name."
That strange person had said he couldn't guarantee their life or death, so this trip was bound to be nine parts death and one part life.
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Xiao Xinyue was also beautiful, which only added to the danger.
It wasn't as if there was no solution. The solution was simple: find someone to be a substitute, a classic switcheroo.
However, after that, the name of the Second Imperial Princess, Xiao Xinyue, would be gone, but at least her life would be saved.
"A person must do something."
Xiao Xinyue, however, shook her head, her eyes bright. "Imperial Brother, danger doesn't mean certain death, does it?"
"I've never even been outside the capital. I want to go out and see. See what the northern border is like, see what the outside world is like."
Ӗn̂ǔṁ а . īd̆
"This war cannot be fought any longer."
"Even if I have to pay with my life, to die in Northern Lie, it matters not."
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She looked at Xiao Zhengyang, her voice firm as she spoke word by word, "At the very least, the world will know that the Second Imperial Princess, Xiao Xinyue, is not someone who dares to act but not take responsibility."
Xiao Zhengyang was stunned upon hearing this.
He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt that his sister seemed a little different.
Looking at his somewhat haggard sister, his eyes were full of heartache. "But you didn't do this in the first place."
Wе̃ b nо́ v̈еl̃ Ѐ ñ ūmа
If you didn't do it, why take the blame?
Xiao Xinyue's eyes curved, and she smiled freely. "It matters not!"
The withered flower had been watered and was once again radiant.
Although it seemed it was about to rush towards the underworld, it was passionate and resolute, bright and moving.
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Xiao Zhengyang watched, and couldn't help but be in a daze.
His sister hadn't smiled like this in a long, long time.
W е́ b̃ n̆о̄ v е l̃ È ń ùm̃ а
...
Night.
The Hall of Mental Cultivation in the Imperial Palace.
Staying up late to work was not conducive to health, not conducive to living a long life.
However, Xiao Yu was uncharacteristically sitting here. Before him were scrolls upon scrolls of documents.
As the chief examiner of the imperial examinations, he was now about to start grading the papers.
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That day, he had personally gone to the martial examination field and seen the so-called disciple of the God of War. He had even been nearly assassinated.
That candidate was like an unsheathed sword, his sharpness exposed, captivating the soul. He did indeed look quite good.
With some polishing, he might truly have the ability to turn the tide.
But... he always felt something was missing, that it wasn't quite to his liking.
He felt that this person was not like the demon star or immortal the National Preceptor had spoken of.
Therefore, he wanted to carefully examine the situation on the civil examination side.
Ẇӗ b̄ ńо v̀el̃ Е̂ ń ŭ m̂ a
With the nation in peril, he, as the emperor, was also anxious.
To prevent bribery and cheating, the examination papers had to be transcribed several times in the middle.
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The papers now before Xiao Yu had been copied at least twice and were not the candidates' original scripts.
The papers would also have the candidate's name and information. As the big boss, he had the final say.
The entire country was his; he would certainly not engage in favoritism.
Even if he did, it would be called "appreciation."
E̊ n û m̄а
The arrangement of the papers sent here was also very particular. The first two exams had already been graded by the examiners; the third exam would not be graded.
They were arranged according to score.
The paper with the highest score in the first two exams was placed on top, so that Xiao Yu could see it first.
A person with a solid foundation was generally not bad.
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[Ji Lingqing, from Yueyang]
The first name came into view. Xiao Yu nodded slightly.
Е̄ nú m̀а̃.і̌ d̃
This person seemed to be a talented scholar, with some reputation in the capital.
He had done well in the first two exams; his foundation was very solid.
However, when he saw the last exam, the question he had personally set, he frowned.
Was it not good?
It couldn't be said to be bad.
He had asked how a dynasty could last forever. This candidate had written several thousand words, all about being close to the virtuous and distant from the sycophantic, ruling with wisdom, strict legislation, leading by example... blah blah blah, all these great principles that everyone knew.
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It wasn't wrong, it was indeed not wrong.
But it was useless.
The next two questions were also answered in a conventional manner.
He offered a few suggestions for Qian Yuan's crisis and humbly praised his own abilities a few times.
This person was not what he was looking for.
He shook his head and put the paper aside.
Е n umӑ
[Zhang Xinwen, born in Yueyang]
He glanced at the next paper, and his brow furrowed slightly again.
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After a few breaths, he put it aside.
He picked up another one.
[Zeng Jun, born in Yueyang]
He glanced at it twice, then put it down again.
Wéb̈nо̀vėĺ Eṅūmа̃
...
The lamplight flickered. One by one, the papers from the capital were put aside.
Xiao Yu's expression grew uglier and uglier.
Could his guess be wrong? Was there really no talented person?
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Until...
[Ming Chen, born in Qingchi, Qingzhou]
Ëňu m̊ а. і̂_d
A name written with flamboyant, dancing strokes came into view.
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