System, help me be an empress

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There are only two Ching Ming Festivals in Dagan. One day is dedicated to worshiping the ancestors, and the other day is devoted to worshiping the God Bless Emperor.

Every year on this day of worshiping the Emperor God Bless, countless people will come to the bank of the Yangtze River to place a bouquet of flowers.

Xu Youxi reluctantly participated in this worship activity. The university is very close to the Yangtze River, so everyone gathered by the Yangtze River with flowers.

Since it is to worship the ancestors...

Xu Youxi specially bought a bouquet of 'chrysanthemums' in order to fit in with the group.

However, in the whole school, she was the only one who bought chrysanthemums, and other students brought all kinds of flowers and plants.

Magnolia in spring; gardenia and lotus in summer; red canna in autumn; crabapple and camellia in winter...

"Can't you bring chrysanthemums?"

Xu Youxi looked around for a long time.

Xun Ruyi thought for a while: "It's possible, but isn't it strange to send chrysanthemums?"

"Didn't everyone bring chrysanthemums when we went to the Martyrs' Cemetery on Ching Ming Festival?"

"Folk legend says that Emperor God Blessed was the one who had perfected his merits and deeds and became a fairy." Xun Ruyi said very seriously, "How can becoming a fairy be confused with death? So everyone tacitly thinks that the most beautiful scenery in the world all year round is on this day. Bring them together to the Yangtze River.”

"...That's right, I'm going to change the flowers."

Xu Youxi happened to see Bao Changnian who was standing not far away, and after thinking for a moment, he walked over slowly: "Are the plum blossoms for Emperor Tianyou?"

Bao Changnian was suspicious for a few seconds, then nodded.

"That's so embarrassing, Professor Bao spent a lot of money." Xu Youxi said, and directly took the plum blossoms from Bao Changnian's hand, "I accept this bouquet of flowers as a gift in return."

As a human being, Bao Changnian immediately understood Xu Youxi's situation. His Majesty brought chrysanthemums to worship him, but he turned out to be an oddity among the students, so he wanted to cheat him of the flowers?

Xu Youxi took the plum blossom and left happily.

Bao Changnian fell silent. He is a history teacher, so he should not lose such a common-sense person. His gaze fell not far away: "Yao Dacheng!"

Yao Dacheng was yelled out of nowhere, and his whole body shivered. He was relieved when he turned around and saw that it was Lao Bao: "What's the matter, don't always yell."

"...Before you died in your last life, you owed me a total of 67 favors. You said you would pay me back in your next life, so you probably didn't forget it."

"Is there such a thing?"

Bao Changnian threatened Yao Dacheng clearly in his eyes, if you dare to renege on the debt, you will die: "We exchanged the flowers for a favor."

Bao Changnian snatched Clivia from Yao Dacheng's hand and left proudly.

Yao Dacheng looked at the chrysanthemum in his hand with a puzzled face.

"Professor Yao, why do you bring chrysanthemums? You are really unique." Chen Huishi walked over proudly.

"Chrysanthemum, what chrysanthemum, don't you even know sunflowers?" Yao Dacheng straightened his back and said confidently, "I've read all the books in the dog's stomach."

Chen Huishi's smile froze: "You think I'm blind?"

Yao Dacheng calmly grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, decorated them among the flowers, then raised his head high and left.

Chen Huishi was disappointed, he himself felt bored.

Yao Dacheng looked around while walking, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Smell proud, long time no see, what flowers did you bring?"

……

Among the old professors, there was a sudden enthusiasm for changing flowers.

After Xu Youxi came back from this rebirth, it was the first time he saw Rong Yingran, an old partner.

"Your Majesty, long time no see."

"I am so happy to see Master Rong come back to life."

Xu Youxi's words came from the bottom of her heart. When Rong Yingran passed away, she carried the coffin herself, and remembered to visit the grave every Tomb-sweeping Day.

The relationship between Emperor Tianyou and Minister Rong of the Ministry of Rites is a harmonious relationship that is recognized by historical texts. Even Rong Shangshu's tombstone is handwritten by Emperor Tianyou.

"It is said in the history books that His Majesty will burn a few boxes of paper money for his ministers every Qingming Festival." Rong Yingran's eyes moved slightly, "I don't know what Your Majesty thinks?"

"..." Xu Youxi felt guilty for a moment. This is not because he was used to picking and searching Mr. Rong during his lifetime. After death, he has to make up for it, but he must say something beautiful, "Master Rong has dedicated his life to the country. Married with a wife and no heirs, I am also worried that after Aiqing dies, I will have no money in the underground."

"Then His Majesty is really well-intentioned."

Rong Yingran was eccentric, his eyes seemed to see Xu Youxi's thoughts clearly.

"Your eyes will be misunderstood by outsiders." Xu Youxi felt ashamed and sighed helplessly, "Okay, what exactly does Master Rong want me to do?"

Rong Yingran smiled: "Why don't you come and be the principal."

"!"

Look, do you speak human language!

"The minister will be transferred in a while, and the position of the principal of our school will be vacant immediately. Do you think that the old professors will be convinced by the random airborne principal at this time? Or do you have the ability to promote the best among the old professors?" An excellent replacement headteacher?"

"..."

Rong Yingran took out the bunch of chrysanthemums with seven or eight melon seeds inserted, and handed it to Xu Youxi: "Your Majesty, return it to the original owner now."

"Why is it in your hands? What do you mean melon seeds?"

Xu Youxi took back the chrysanthemum inexplicably.

"The old professors all said that this is a sunflower. In order to prove the authenticity of this bunch of sunflowers, several old professors even ate all the sunflower seeds."

When Rong Yingran said 'Sunflower', her voice was extraordinarily loud, afraid that Xu Youxi wouldn't be able to hear it.

"Oh. Then how did this bunch of flowers end up in your hands?"

"Hehe. Are you sure you want to know what happened in the middle?"

"I don't want to." Xu Youxi didn't think about it.

Rong Yingran, who was the 'bottom of the court chain' of the whole school, turned around and left.

Xu Youxi sighed helplessly, her hands became chrysanthemums in her left hand and wintersweet in her right.

really.

Life is like a circle, what is yours is yours, and you cannot escape no matter what.

(End of this chapter)