The rule of the Ming Dynasty is about to change; it's about to change hands.
"You... are utterly rebellious." Situ Ji gritted his teeth, hating Ji Xiaoxiao to the bone, and fearing the Devouring Toad Xiao Hei, he forced out half a sentence of nonsense.
"So what if I'm rebellious? What can you do to me?" Ji Xiaoxiao said arrogantly.
Intimidated by the sight of the giant toad, Situ was speechless with rebuttal.
Seeing Situ Ji's embarrassed expression, unable to vent his anger and forced to suppress it, Ji Xiaoxiao's anger subsided slightly.
Ji Xiaoxiao thought that after dealing with Situ Feng and Xiu Ran, once the Xie family was settled and with Zhi Shu and Shen Du Er looking after them, she could travel the world with Da Li and broaden their horizons.
Upon returning to the Ming Dynasty, Ji Xiaoxiao also learned about Po Kui's story from back then.
If Ji Xiaoxiao had fallen into Situ Feng and Xiu Ran's trap like the original owner, and killed Xiu Qianqian in a fit of rage, thus prompting Xiu Ran to pretend to massacre the Xie family, then Po Kui would not have appeared.
Situ Ji is the King of the Ming Dynasty, yet the people of the Republic of China only know Xie Li and Xie Fengfei, this father and son. Ha, what kind of nonsense is this? I, Situ Ji, am the true Emperor! Humans have seven emotions and six desires, and Situ Ji, as the Emperor, has no tolerance for others and is jealous of his ministers' outstanding talents.
For an ordinary emperor, a commoner's rage might spill blood five steps away; for an emperor, rage might cause corpses to pile up for miles. But Situ Ji was excessively suspicious, indulging in pleasure and neglecting his studies, causing his cultivation to stagnate and even regress over the years. Fearing he had angered the Xie family and would face their revenge, Situ Ji devised a plan to divert trouble, drawing the powerful enemy, the Martial God Po Kui, to the Xie family.
Ji Xiaoxiao was too lazy to waste any more words with Situ Ji. She reached out and grabbed and pinched Situ Ji's head, which exploded like an inflated balloon with a bang.
The emperor, who once stood high above and looked down upon the people of the Ming Dynasty, died of a brain explosion.
"You actually killed the Emperor, you deserve to die a thousand deaths."
"Guards, seize this traitor and avenge the Emperor!"
"Lord Li, please don't be hasty. Perhaps she has her reasons?"
"What excuse could she have? That's no reason for her to kill the Emperor."
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Regardless of the arguments among the pillars of the Ming Kingdom, Ji Xiaoxiao's words silenced the entire hall. "From this day forward, the Ming Kingdom shall change its name to Tian, and my grandfather, Xie Meimei, shall be the first emperor of Tian." Ji Xiaoxiao's words reached the ears of all the people of the Ming Kingdom.
“You…you are plotting to usurp the throne,” an upright minister accused Ji Xiaoxiao.
Ji Xiaoxiao calmly replied, "The strong are respected by all. Hundreds of years ago, didn't the Situ family seize this country from others? The throne should belong to the capable. What's wrong with that?"
The words were crude but the reasoning was sound. The upright minister was speechless, yet unwilling to see the country, the nation, and the people fall into the hands of treacherous people. He rose up in anger, wanting to exchange his life for theirs.
Ji Xiaoxiao didn't make a move, but Dali knocked the man out with a single punch.
"Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish. You should think this through carefully," Ji Xiaoxiao said, using both soft and hard tactics. "My grandfather, Xie Li, is a man you all know very well, having worked with him for many years. Under Situ Ji's rule, the Ming Dynasty has been plagued by constant disasters and corrupt officials. You, sitting high in the court, should not understand the hardships and grievances of the people outside the capital. Just take the incident in the Five Groups of Tuizhou a year ago, for example—it was horrifying. The Five Groups of Tuizhou suffered a drought unseen in a century. The court allocated 100,000 taels of silver for disaster relief, but the governor, Situ Gui, embezzled 50,000 taels, leaving only a paltry five copper coins for the people. Countless people died in the Five Groups of Tuizhou that year, and countless vultures and demonic beasts were fed. You, my lords, act for the country and the people, not for the Situ family. If it benefits the country and the people, why do you want to create unrest in the world?"
After appealing to their emotions and reasoning with them, many people calmed down. As for those who were still indignant, they could just say they didn't want to live anymore, and Ji Xiaoxiao would reward them with being torn apart by five horses.
Having temporarily subdued the ministers and left Xiao Hei to guard the palace, Ji Xiaoxiao rushed back to the Xie Mansion and, after much persuasion, finally got Xie Li onto the throne.
The first step for a ruler to avoid being bullied is to become the emperor of a nation.
For the sake of the people and to avoid delays, the coronation was simplified, and Xie Li ascended the throne as emperor, thus officially establishing the Heavenly Kingdom.
"I will tear the evil family to pieces sooner or later." The speaker did not hide his hatred, and every word was squeezed out from between his teeth.
The man, clad in a black cloak, hid among the crowd, his features obscured, but his eyes gleamed with a deep, eerie light, flickering like ghostly flames, capable of taking a life in an instant. If one heard his voice, one would know he was none other than Situ Feng, the former Sixth Prince whom Ji Xiaoxiao had forgotten to deal with.
"Your Highness, be careful, there are guards everywhere around here," the Martial Saint who had been following Situ Feng said cautiously in a low voice.
"Hmph, I am not afraid of traitors and rebels. I am the rightful heir to the Ming Dynasty." Despite saying this, Situ Feng deliberately lowered his voice.
"What is fake is still fake. The people of Ming are waiting for Your Highness to return and save them from their suffering." The Martial Saint's implication was that Situ Feng should retreat for the time being.
Situ Feng wasn't stupid. He glared fiercely at the Xie family members a few times, then turned and headed towards Xiujue Mountain.
Ji Xiaoxiao stood on high ground, her gaze fixed on Situ Feng as he left the imperial city.
After the coronation ceremony ended, Ji Xiaoxiao summoned her spies.
"Did Situ Feng go to Xiujue Mountain?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked listlessly, lying lazily on the bed.
"yes."
Ji Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Keep an eye on him."
The scout received his orders and went down to his post obediently.
Ji Xiaoxiao wasn't unwilling to deal with Xiu Ran and Situ Feng, these two troublemakers, as soon as possible. However, Xie Li had just ascended the throne and only had a superficial understanding of many things. Without the deterrent power of absolute force, some people might harbor inappropriate thoughts. Moreover, Situ Sisi's belly was getting bigger and bigger. Childbirth is a life-or-death experience for women, and with Ji Xiaoxiao by her side, everyone felt at ease.
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