Jiang Nv is indescribable

Once upon a time, not only did she need to convince others, she also needed to use the same rhetoric to convince herself.

Because the moment she saw her heart clearly through the clouds and mists, like those people, she was deeply shocked by the ambition and desire that grew out of it.

Don't be a dispensable embellishment, let all the flowers bloom for her, let everything around her be the axis, let all the officials and people respect her will... Why, why did she have such a rebellious idea?

This is not in line with the rules she has followed and the education she has received.

Those things were not something she could attempt, and getting involved with those things made her feel that she was no longer innocent, and no longer a good woman.

She felt guilty, guilty and ashamed.

Then she figured it out.

Power is a gift, not a gift.

Although it is owned by men most of the time, it is ruthless and ungrateful, and whoever can snatch it belongs to him.It only prostrates at the feet of the strong, and the strong do not distinguish between men and women.

She was also a puppet for her means.Because it is not decent enough, not bright enough, and even treacherous and treacherous.

Later she figured it out too.If you can talk about traces regardless of your mind, why can't you talk about your mind regardless of your traces?

The last hurdle in her heart-is power for good or evil?
The reason for this question probably stems from the fact that she does not want to be a completely opposite character.

The husband said that the throne is a cage made of gold, but to her, where is it not a cage?How contradictory it is to be relatively free only by stepping into that cage.

Who will answer her?
This question bothered her the most, and she thought about it for the longest time, but she still didn't have an answer.

Perhaps there is no distinction between good and evil in power, since it is a human endowment, then good or evil all belong to the person in power.

When it is in the hands of some people, it is a sharp edge for domineering, eliminating dissidents, collecting money, and dominating oneself;

When it is held in the hands of others, it can establish a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past saints, and create peace for all generations.

If those in power can stick to their original aspirations, keep in mind that the source of power lies in the people, bring a better life to the people, and meet their expectations... then at least it is better than letting it fall into the hands of villains.

It should...is that so?
Seeing that she was silent all the way, Luo Xiasu dragged her limp body to walk in front of her, grabbed her hand, and begged, "Help him. If you want a high position, I can give you the position of queen. You give him back the throne, will you?"

Jiang Fosang laughed in astonishment: "The queen is still as generous as ever."

Then he frowned slightly and shook his head: "Forgive me for not agreeing. Those in high positions are mediocre and incompetent, and they should be the ones who can be replaced. Since I can be, why should I hand over to others?"

That's right, that's it.

She didn't want to waste her time explaining it over and over again.

It's that simple.

If she wants it, go get it.

She can be, why should she let it go.

Luo Xiasu's eyes were full of disappointment, and he slowly let go of his hand, and his words were sarcasm: "The capable ones live? It sounds good, but it's not for yourself."

"No matter what you do, you must first perfect yourself. I don't think there is anything wrong."

"You can do whatever you want, why do you have to fight with him?! The king is so easy to do, he is not a good king, do you know how to be a good king?"

"I don't know." Jiang Fusang said frankly, "I used to be just like you, just a girl who guarded the inner courtyard of the boudoir.

"I was not born with the heart of a king, and I was not born with the world in mind. Many times I even think about being alone, and even perfecting myself is a truth I learned later.

"But people will change, or...grow? It's like climbing a mountain. Every time you climb up, the scenery you see is different, and people's moods are also very different.

"When my hands are empty, I tell myself that I can bear it forever, and I will bear it forever;
"When I hold a crossbow in my hand, I think of revenge and shame, and those who offend me will be punished;

"And when life and death are in the palm of your hand, you know what I think?"

Jiang Fosang looked at his palm.

"I can benevolent and benevolent to the people of the world—as long as I want." The five fingers were slowly gathered, and they were carried behind their backs.

She looked at Luo Xiasu with a smile: "With the heart of the common people as my heart, I am learning to grow such a king's heart. Why don't the queen wait and see?"

Luo Xia was stunned, feeling horrified by her words.

After regaining his senses, he still held on and said: "No matter how high-sounding your words are, are you really innocent?"

Jiang Fosang was silent.

The road she designed for herself has tried her best not to harm the common people, and tried her best to complete the change of power at the lowest cost, so as to avoid spreading the flames of war on a large scale...

But, as Luo Xiasu asked, is she really innocent?

How much will one sacrifice if one succeeds?Bright and dark; rivals, relatives and friends.And... like an enemy but not a friend.

In order to take care of the overall situation, she can shake hands with tigers and wolves to make peace, and in order to consolidate the royal power, she can also hand over her relatives... Is she really innocent?
The silence lasted only for a moment.

"If you ask the Buddha: kill one person to save all living beings, kill or not? How would the Buddha answer?"

Dumbly changed into Luo Xiasu.

Jiang Fosang turned her attention to the Avalokitesvara statue behind her: "I often think that people climb mountains, wade through waters, and worship devoutly, but what can these clay sculptures and wood sculptures do for them? Maybe they can find peace of mind for a while, but that's true. Is it a kind of numbness and self-deception? Isn’t a craftsman who builds bridges and paves roads more worthy of worship?”

His eyes shifted slightly, and he looked at Luo Xiaxu: "I dare not say that I am upright, and I dare not say that my hands have never been stained with the blood of innocent people—the truly noble and completely innocent people should be enshrined in temples, and they should not eat human beings." Fireworks; it should not stand on the temple, how many clean people can there be on it."

After a pause: "I know where I should go, and I know what I can do with the power in my hands... It may not be worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth, but if it can benefit one side, it will be enough to be worthy of the common people. Right and wrong, right and wrong Laughing is scolding, leave it to future generations to judge."

The wind is blowing, and the movement outside the house is even more quiet inside.

"Forget it. At this point," the light in Luo Xiasu's eyes gradually dimmed, "I only have one request. Wait for him... let me be buried with him."

After Shi Yinqi abdicated, he was honored as the King of Anshun, and after retiring to the old mansion, he concentrated on enjoying himself and never cared about foreign affairs.Only when the court situation becomes more and more stable, he can "retire after success".

No one knows this better than Jiang Fosang, and Luo Xiasu may have guessed it, but it doesn't mean she wants to follow Luo Xiasu's words.

"King Anshun is in good health, don't you have the heart to leave him behind, why don't you go? Listen to your brother, take care of your body, don't make the ground a prison, go out of Haiyue Nunnery, take a walk in the vast world, and take a good look at the outside world Didn't you always regret not being able to study with him at the beginning, you said you wanted to see the green forest in Danqing Prefecture and the white tower in Boluo Prefecture... In fact, you can go there without him. I will wait for you, one year later, When you return from your travels, if your wish is still the same, I will grant it to you."

Her tone was sincere, and even with the unpleasant conversation just now, she still treated her like a close friend.

Luo Xia's eyes turned red, and for some reason, his heart was touched.

But something is still stuck.

"little Prince--"

Looking at her leaving back, the words that had been buried in my heart for a long time blurted out.

"Was it you... the poisonous hand?"