Ying Changan pursed his lips when he heard the many doubts below the platform. He did not mind.
Everything that Wu Zhao had experienced in his story was the truth.
Most of the time, the scariest part of a story was not its content.
Most of the reason was just one sentence.
This story is adapted from a true person!
Fate was like a doll that was played with by others. It would always appear in front of the world in unexpected ways.
Just like the only empress in history, Wu Zhao.
Ying Changan's crisp and pleasant voice sounded from the high platform again.
"After the emperor died, the biggest obstacle on Wu Zhao's path to power, and also the last obstacle, disappeared completely.”
"Her ambition gradually expanded. She abolished her own son who inherited the throne and ascended the throne herself.”
"Since then, Wu Zhao has never returned on his path to the throne.”
"When she stood at the highest point of the empire, she finally showed the world how terrifying she was.”
"The unprecedented cruel politics and the long bloody slaughter finally made the whole world prostrate at her feet.”
……
Hearing this, some people below the high platform could not help but feel curious.
"Your Highness, what is cruel politics?”
"Is there a need to say that? It must be severe punishment."
"That makes sense. After all, there will definitely be a lot of obstacles for a woman to ascend the throne.”
Quite a few people were quite interested. They looked at Ying Chang 'an on the high platform, hoping that he could explain in more detail.
Ying Changan grinned, revealing two small white canine teeth.
"This is what you want to know. Don't blame me for having nightmares when you go back.”
Hmm?
The crowd below the stage expressed their disbelief.
"What's there to have a nightmare about? How miserable can it be?"
"That's right. Your Highness, don't scare us. What kind of big scene have we not seen?"
"Tell me, Your Highness. If I have nightmares at night, I'll be a puppy!”
Ying Changan's words immediately aroused the curiosity of the hundreds of thousands of people below the stage.
The more he said that, the more they wanted to hear the next story.
At the hunting ground not far away.
Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the mountains in the distance.
The roars of the beasts seemed to have stopped.
It looked like…
The hunt for Great Qin's younger generation was about to end.
On the surface, Ying Zheng was looking at the mountain range in the distance.
However, his full attention was placed on the high platform not far away.
He also wanted to know how the empress in the story would consolidate her position.
On the other side.
Wu Meiniang quietly stared at the high platform not far away.
Her almond-shaped eyes were still cold, but strangely serious.
She also wanted to hear what the empress in the story would do.
This was because not long after, Wu Meiniang would also return to the Great Zhou and announce to the world that she was the Great Zhou Empress.
At that time.
Wu Meiniang had to face stormy waves and bloody storms, which would definitely not be less than the empress in the story of winning Chang 'an.
She had tossed and turned in the middle of the night more than once, unable to fall asleep.
The unknown path ahead was too difficult.
A young girl becoming the emperor of a dynasty had already subverted the fixed concept of the world.
How to stabilize her imperial power was the biggest problem in Wu Meiniang's heart.
If the method in the story of winning Chang 'an was feasible, Wu Meiniang did not even mind doing the same.
No matter what the price was, she had to protect the country that her ancestors had fought so hard to win.
Just as Wu Mei Niang was lost in her thoughts.
Ying Changan's voice rang out from the high platform once again.
"When Wu Zhao ascended the throne, he was criticized by many people.”
"After all, there has never been a precedent of a woman becoming the Emperor, and many people are strongly opposed to it.”
"There are even people who plan rebellions, assassinations, assassinations, and other actions just to get rid of the empress.”
"In order to counterattack, the empress carefully selected a dog named Lai Junchen.”
"This person is a famous cruel official who is best at extorting confessions and framing others.”
"After getting Wu Zhao's permission, Lai Junchen was like a mad dog, causing a bloody storm in the capital.”
"Countless people raided their homes and beheaded them.”
"Lai Junchen felt that it wasn't enough, so he invented dozens of new instruments of torture.”
"For example, one of the instruments of torture is to put a hollowed-out iron head on the prisoner's head. A wedge is used to pass through the iron hole and smash the prisoner's head fiercely.”
"Prisoners usually die with their brains bursting out.”
" Another example is another torture device. The person is nailed to a wooden box, with only one hand and one head exposed. The prisoner is thrown into a jungle full of snakes, insects, rats, and ants.”
"At first, the prisoners won't feel any pain, but slowly, all kinds of poisons will enter the gaps of the wooden boxes and bite the prisoners until they are riddled with holes.”
"This process usually lasts for about ten days, and the prisoner will suffer a fate worse than death during these ten days.”
"There's another torture tool…"
Ying Changan spoke with relish. He even used his hands and feet to make lively gestures as if he was afraid that others could not understand.
However, the expressions of many people below the high platform gradually changed from calm to distorted. In the end, some people could not take it anymore and directly vomited.
These instruments of torture were too inhuman. Unless one's heart was extremely dark, it was impossible to think of them.
"Your Highness, don't say anymore. I can't take it anymore.”
"I was wrong, Your Highness. Please don't say it. If you say it again, you'll really have a nightmare.”
"Let's continue with the story of the empress.”
The crowd below the stage finally couldn't take it anymore. They cried and begged Ying Changan not to explain so clearly.
If he continued to explain, he probably wouldn't even need to eat dinner.
Not far away.
When she heard Ying Changan's description of the criminal law, the expression of the usually cold and arrogant Wu Meiniang changed slightly.
However, she did not feel disgusted. Instead, it was as if she had found a ray of light in the darkness.
"Find a dog and let him bite people. Let him bear all the infamy.”
"Not only can I consolidate my position, but I can also kill that dog after achieving my goal, so that the people who are deeply afraid will be grateful.”
"Good idea!"
Wu Meiniang calculated in her heart.
This method was a little ruthless, but it was also the most effective.
"Your Majesty…"
Di Renjie seemed to have guessed what Wu Meiniang was thinking. His old eyes were filled with worry.
the seas of officialdom have been turbulent for decades.
Di Renjie had already guessed it.
The story of the Nineteenth Prince was about to end, but the curtains of the Great Zhou Dynasty's bloody storm were about to be lifted.
It's really fate.
"Teacher, extraordinary times call for extraordinary methods. If it really comes to that, I will have no choice.”
Wu Meiniang stared at Ying Changan on the high platform. The coldness on her pretty face seemed to have increased a little, and she no longer had the innocence of a young girl.
Seeing Wu Meiniang's change, Di Renjie's heart sank.
Was His Majesty going to become the Wu Zhao in the story?
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