Jiang Xinwei nodded.
"Indeed, the coronation ceremony is only a few days away, we need to act quickly."
During this period, the two men privately discussed with several generals their strategies after ascending the throne, including how to deal with the general of Wushui Kingdom and how to conquer the other cities.
Even the repeated raids on civilians by the Great General of Wushui Kingdom were pretended to be ignored.
only……
They never imagined that the flames of this utterly ridiculous poetry and prose competition would silently spread to the city under their jurisdiction.
First, some people heard that people in other places could receive a sum of money from the government as long as they wrote down the Third Prince's faults and provided they had evidence.
While people were envious, many others began to have designs on it.
When someone secretly took a look at the poems and essays they had copied from others as a reward.
Everyone was taken aback.
This plain, colloquial writing style, with its scribbles that look like gibberish, actually earned two coins?!
Suddenly, everyone had their own ideas.
Others may not know about the Third Prince's mistakes, but those who experienced them firsthand know them perfectly well.
For example, he favored a concubine's son from a noble family, spending two days together every day; he was simply lustful and foolish.
For example, when a general from the Wushui Kingdom killed the people of an entire village, the Third Prince simply turned a blind eye and did nothing.
For example, when taxes were levied on merchants and grain from the people, the soldiers of Wushui Kingdom robbed all the surplus grain that every household had prepared for the winter and for planting in the spring, just as winter was approaching. They did this like bandits, without caring about the lives of the people.
Upon reflection, this immediately sparked widespread public resentment.
An undercurrent was quietly surging beneath the surface.
When Jiang Xinwei realized this, she immediately suppressed it, and the control over people leaving and entering the city was much stricter than before.
Xiao Ling read Jiang Yun's instructions carefully again and suddenly understood.
"It was my carelessness. I never expected that she would not recruit from among the scholars and officials, but from the entire country, allowing everyone to participate. This move is truly vicious!"
Jiang Xinwei finally understood.
When the whole country is speaking ill of someone, it's tantamount to the entire nation choosing to stand against her.
Unwittingly, Jiang Yun made countless enemies for her!
"That wicked woman! She actually squandered the national treasury's money like this! The Wushui Kingdom is mobilizing troops to attack the Yu Kingdom, and instead of using the money for border defense, she's using it to indulge in empty talk. She treats the country and its people like dirt! If I don't kill her, I swear I'm not worthy to be a human being!"
Xiao Ling thought for a moment and said, "Your Highness's coronation ceremony should be brought forward. Now that things are almost ready, it would be better to ascend the throne as soon as possible to avoid any unforeseen complications."
Jiang Xinwei nodded solemnly and immediately ordered people to make arrangements as soon as possible.
...
Amidst a gloomy and desolate atmosphere, Jiang Xinwei's coronation ceremony arrived.
That day.
All the officials from the five cities under Jiang Xinwei's jurisdiction were present, dressed in formal attire. The Grand General of Wushui Kingdom also gave Jiang Xinwei face, presenting congratulatory gifts from Wushui Kingdom.
Amidst the sounds of ceremonial music, Jiang Xinwei walked through the Heavenly Gate and ascended the steps one by one. An old prince who had retired to Yucheng was invited out by Jiang Xinwei, and a ceremonial crown symbolizing imperial power was placed on his head.
Xiao Ling, adorned in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, walked toward her with great poise, waiting for her to personally place the phoenix coronet on his head.
At that moment, Jiang Xinwei's heart was surging with emotion, and she felt an aura of dominance over the world.
After all this hard work, among all the Empress's daughters, it was I who ascended the throne. I am truly the Son of Heaven.
The wind and clouds in the sky swirled and countless layers of clouds rushed in from thousands of miles away, forming a huge vortex overhead.
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