Thinking of the divination given by the old imperial teacher decades ago, the emperor broke out in a cold sweat. Could it be that I am really going to be defeated today?

The old national teacher's hexagram appears.

The Xiang says: The wind blows in the sky, and the gentlemen are virtuous.

Chu Jiu, return to the Tao, what is the fault? Ji.

Nine two, Qian Fu, auspicious.

Nine three, the carriage and the spokes are in conflict, and the husband and wife are at odds with each other.

6.4. There is faith, the blood is gone and the fear is out, there is no blame.

Nine and five, there is trustworthiness, and the wealth comes from his neighbors.

Upper Nine: After the rain and the settlement, virtue is carried. Women are chaste and fierce, the moon is almost full. Gentlemen are on the march and disaster strikes.

The emperor looked at the hexagram with a confused look on his face, and quickly asked: "Old Imperial Master, what does this hexagram mean?"

The old imperial teacher stroked his graying beard and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, this hexagram indicates good luck. It means that a person started out on the wrong path, but later found his way back to the right path. How can a person who walks on the right path encounter disaster? It is naturally auspicious."

When the emperor first heard that this hexagram indicated good luck, he immediately smiled. But then he thought, “How did the man go astray at first? And then he got back on the right path?”

Doesn't this mean that he was wrong in the first place and now needs to correct his mistake in order to avoid disaster?

It was a little hard for him to accept it. Although he knew that he was indeed wrong, but...has there ever been an emperor who admitted his mistakes since ancient times?

Moreover, when he was in power, he admitted that he had killed his father and brother and attempted to usurp the throne?

Seeing his expression, the old imperial teacher smiled and said, "Your Majesty, do you still remember the divination I gave you?"

The emperor pondered for a long while, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded, saying: "Fighting within the same family will not end well."

The old imperial teacher's face was still kind: "Originally, your majesty's fate was decided decades ago. But for some reason, the sky suddenly changed a few days ago, and the hexagram also changed, gradually becoming peaceful. Now it has evolved into a lucky hexagram. I think someone has changed your majesty's fate against the will of heaven."

As soon as the old imperial teacher finished speaking, the emperor frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes fell on Prince Xiang.

King Xiang was still kneeling in the hall, looking at him devoutly.

The emperor stared at him for a long time. There was silence all around, with only the sound of everyone's breathing.

Finally, his hard heart softened, and he spoke with a hoarse voice and difficulty: "Hand over the petition."

When everyone heard this, their expressions were shocked. The chief eunuch immediately ran over, took the petition from Ning Xi, bent down and presented it to the emperor.

The emperor took a deep breath, took the petition and slowly opened it. As familiar names came into view, their faces jumped in his mind, instantly bringing him back to the bloody massacre.

His hands were shaking more and more violently, and finally he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and closed the petition with a snap.

His breathing became rapid, his body was covered in cold sweat, his face turned visibly pale, and he suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

Prince Xiang was quick-witted and rushed over to support him, saying worriedly, "Father..."

It took the emperor a while to recover. He looked up at Prince Xiang weakly with complicated eyes.

It was not until he felt a wet and hot sensation on his arm that the emperor looked down in shock. Prince Xiang's hand was covered in blood, which was still flowing out.

"Fusang..." The emperor finally reacted, with a nervous look on his face: "Come, call the imperial physician quickly."

"Your Majesty, I'm fine. It's just a superficial wound." King Xiang was still quite moved. Even at this time, his father still cared about him.

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he must have suffered a lot of injuries when fighting on the battlefields in southern Xinjiang over the years.

"Tell me, Father, why must we overturn the case now? Why can't we wait a hundred years before overturning it?"

After I die, they can do whatever they want with me.

King Xiang said earnestly, "Because I want to save you, father. Regardless of whether you believe it or not, I am not doing this for Nangong Qiuming, Ningxi, or myself. I am doing this for you, father."

"I already have no mother, and I cannot be without a father. I don't want to be an orphan without a father or a mother."

Prince Xiang spoke so sincerely that even a cold-blooded man like the emperor was moved for a moment.

The emperor felt that what he said was true. For Nangong Qiuming, there was no need. After all, he was my own son, and it was impossible for him to betray me for an outsider.

For Ning Xi, it is even more nonsense. For his own sake, he forced me so much. If I were really tougher, I could kill him with a knife on the spot.

The emperor pondered for a long time, looked at the ministers and scholars who were kneeling in the hall, and finally closed his eyes and said, "Approved."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they heard this. Although they were ready to die bravely, they were also afraid that the emperor would really start a massacre and kill everyone in the world.

"Your Majesty is wise." Everyone bowed in unison.

In the end, the emperor wrote a self-criticism edict, listing all the crimes he had committed that year. He also confessed his guilt and said he was ashamed to face his ancestors. He issued an edict that he would not be buried in the imperial mausoleum after his death. He also stopped ruling, let Prince Xiang serve as regent, and retreated behind the scenes.

At this point, the bloody storm finally subsided.

Nangong Qiuming's grievances were completely cleared, the former prince's orphan daughter was re-enthroned as a princess, and Ning Xi was restored to her throne.

Liu Sheng also resigned, and King Xiang agreed to his request.

But the King of Xiang was still a little unwilling: "This is my first time as regent, I don't know anything, can't you stay and help me for a while?"

Liu Sheng smiled and said, "Your Highness is wise and powerful, like a god descending from heaven. How can such a trivial matter as supervising the country be difficult for Your Highness?"

King Xiang was choked by him. Damn, this black-bellied old man actually used my pretentious words to counter me.

After the joke, Liu Sheng gave him serious advice: "Your Highness has just taken over as regent, so naturally everything is difficult at the beginning. Your Highness can rely more on the Prime Minister and Uncle Ning. Especially the Prime Minister. If the Prime Minister can share your worries, your Majesty will not have to worry about anything."

Seeing that he had said this, King Xiang could only helplessly ask, "When will you set off?"

"Now."

King Xiang frowned: "So soon? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"

"Hurry to catch up with my wife." Liu Sheng smiled.

Prince Xiang had a look of disappointment: "You are a great tutor, one of the Three Dukes, with a promising future. It is only a matter of time before you become the highest official in the government. Yet, you are hindered by your love affair. If this happens again next time, I will kill Ye Qingwan first."

Liu Sheng knew he was joking, so he let him go: "I'll take my leave. I'm afraid we won't see each other again. Your Highness, take care of yourself."

After saying that, he turned and left.

King Xiang looked at his receding back and felt very unhappy.

Liu Sheng was his only best friend in this life. Besides his father, the King of Xiang missed him the most. Now that his good friend had left and they would never meet again in this life, how could he not be sad?

As soon as Liu Sheng walked out of the palace, the carriages of the Imperial Master and the Old Imperial Master were already waiting for him at the door.

He got on the carriage and called out happily, "Master."

The old national teacher smiled even more: "Sheng'er, you have been away from the sect for many years, and you finally remember this old master."

Section 236

"I am an unfilial disciple and I apologize to my master." Liu Sheng said as he was about to bow.

The old imperial teacher pulled him up and said, "How come you have been a tutor for more than ten years and you are already so bureaucratic? You have so many rules to follow when talking to your master?"

The old state teacher changed his solemn demeanor in the hall and leaned sideways on the soft couch in the carriage, with his feet crossed, looking like a naughty old boy.

Liu Sheng and the Imperial Master looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Master, even though you are old, you still refuse to admit your age.