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Xiao Jinzhi in the previous life of the extra chapter.

"Your Majesty, Zhang Changxi has been executed, and the maids who were tortured by him in the Huanyi Bureau have been properly placed."

In the imperial study room, Qin Li handed over his hand to report.

"I know, step back." Xiao Jinzhi said in a deep voice.

After Qin Li exited the imperial study, Xiao Jinzhi sat in front of the dragon case, looking at the pen in his hand, suddenly feeling dazed.

Red ink dripped from the tip of the pen and fell on the blank space of the memorial, a bit like bright red blood.

Since he ascended the throne, the former dynasty has gradually calmed down, and those tearful curses and reprimands have gradually weakened, but he knows that this does not mean the end.

He also thought about whether to make the truth public, but in the end he chose not to say anything by some strange combination of circumstances.

Except for a few trusted people around him, no one else knows the truth. He is still the prince who ascended the throne after killing his father and king. Perhaps even after hundreds or thousands of years, this reputation in the history books cannot be erased. .

Originally, he had accepted this, but when he met the Zhou family, he couldn't help but feel some slight regret in his heart.

Chu Huanyan was killed by his trusted family member and lover, but the Zhou family came all the way to the imperial city, but as far as he was concerned, he no longer had any relatives who cared about him.

Father, emperor, mother...

Now when I think of these two words, the first thing that comes to my mind is the appearance of Emperor Xiao and Queen Wei.

He had never met the late emperor, and he didn't know what Concubine Mei looked like. Even though they were connected by blood, this feeling of strangeness could not disappear.

He was once disappointed and angry because of the injustice and calculations of Emperor Xiao and Queen Wei, and he was once filled with hatred and anger when he learned the truth.

But when the disappointment dissipated, the anger burned out, and the great revenge was avenged, the loss in his heart would still come up occasionally, not much, just wisps, like fog, but it was hard to ignore.

After all, in this world, he has no relatives or anyone he loves. He is the Nine-Five Supreme, but he is alone.

When he couldn't sleep at night, he once thought about whether there were really ghosts and gods in this world.

Are those weird and weird legends that I heard when I was young, those stories about people reviving corpses and coming back from the dead, really come true?

If it is really possible, can those who have left return to this world?

Can his father and mother, whom he has never seen before, appear in front of him again?

Can those regretful and painful things change the outcome?

But every time such a thought came up, he felt ridiculous that he had such absurd expectations.

Until a few days ago...

The uncontrollable words "Go to the Clothing Bureau" written on the paper surprised him.

And he suppressed the fear in his heart, went to the clothes bureau, and immediately discovered that Zhang Changxi abused the palace maid. Obviously, the words on the paper were meant to let him know this.

There was even the little palace maid. He saw with his own eyes that the other party's head was about to hit the well platform, but at that moment, everything suddenly changed. The little palace maid survived, as if someone gave her a hand.

But obviously no one saw anyone else beside her.

He had never believed in the magic of ghosts and gods, but now, he seemed to have no choice but to believe in it.

Afterwards, he also asked the little palace maid carefully. The little palace maid was so frightened that she couldn't say anything at all and just shook her head.

Is there really an invisible soul in this world? And that soul has always been with him. If this is the case, who is it?

Xiao Jinzhi put down the pen in his hand, raised his eyes and looked around. The empty imperial study room was the same as before, and there was no problem at all.

After a long time, although it felt ridiculous, Xiao Jinzhi picked up the pen again and spread out a new piece of paper.

The pen tip hung on the paper and he spoke softly.

"If someone is really here, at least tell me who you are."

Time passed by, and there was silence in the imperial study. The paper in front of Xiao Jinzhi was also clean, without a single word left. That feeling of being out of control never appeared.

"Ha..." Xiao Jinzhi suddenly laughed, "Maybe I am really crazy."

After laying out the memorial again, Xiao Jinzhi withdrew all his attention and continued to deal with government affairs.

Day by day, month by month, year by year.

Time never stopped, and Xiao Jinzhi never slacked off.

In the first two years, there were still courtiers discussing the method of his ascension to the throne behind his back, but gradually, no one mentioned it again, whether openly or secretly.

The courtiers began to sincerely recognize Xiao Jinzhi as a rare and good emperor.

He was diligent in government affairs and never slacked off. Although he ascended to the throne by killing his father and king, he never implemented harsh government and cruel punishments after he ascended the throne.

Four years later, Dan Yue sent troops to attack Bei Mo. Xiao Jin surrounded Wei and rescued Zhao, and his imperial commander personally led the expedition, successfully resolving the crisis in Bei Mo.

Three years later, Danyue made a comeback, but this time the artillery fire was directed at Tianyi Kingdom.

They relied on horses and cavalry to capture Tianyi Border Pass, but Xiao Jinzhi had been prepared for it. Whether it was food, grass, horses, border defense, or even the generals leading the troops, he had carefully arranged them over the years.

Half a month later, Pei Zhaoqing, who had inherited the title of Marquis of Zhongyong, led the army to go on an expedition. A year later, Danyue was defeated. The two countries formally signed a peace treaty, agreeing that there would be no violations in the next twenty years.

In the next ten years or so, the country was stable and the seas and rivers were clear.

Even though Xiao Jinzhi's road to becoming an emperor had a start that was difficult to understand and criticized, he had been in power for twenty years and worked hard to manage the imperial court. He was not absent from the court every day, and no one could deny his achievements.

But it was precisely because of these decades of hard work that Xiao Jinzhi gradually began to suffer from physical problems.

In the twentieth year of Xiao Jinzhi's reign, he fell completely ill and lingered on his bed.

At that time, he just sighed in his heart. Fortunately, he had trained a fairly qualified prince.

The disease is overwhelming, and there is no medicine or stone to cure it.

Seven days later, Xiao Jinzhi wrote the edict of succession.

The day before the new emperor ascended the throne, he called people to the bedside and gave serious instructions for nearly half an hour.

When he finally left, the sixteen-year-old prince looked at his father on the bed, holding back his grief and asked.

"Father, do you have any regrets in this life?"

Xiao Jinzhi looked at the top of the bed, and after a long time he slowly shook his head.

"No more. I have a clear conscience in this life."

However, if there really is an afterlife in this world, he would like to change his way of life.

Live more freely, more relaxedly, more casually.

It would be even better if you can be accompanied by your closest relatives and loved ones.

Of course, it doesn't matter if there is no afterlife.

At least in this life, he has no shame or regrets.