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The surging Yangtze River passed away in the east, and the waves washed away the heroes. Success or failure, he had turned his head to nothingness. Teng Qingshan was still there, and the sun had already set. White hair on the surface of the river, used to see the autumn wind. A pot of turbid wine met in joy. No matter how many things that happened in the past and present, they were all in the midst of talking and laughing.

In the last years of Zhang Shun's life, the world was in chaos. People were not living in peace, and grief filled every corner of the land. In order to survive, people had taken over the mountains while bandits had taken over. Small and large forces had emerged one after another, making it even more difficult for ordinary farmers to survive. For a time, beggars were everywhere, and the situation under the heavens was out of control.

The more chaotic the era was, the more heroes appeared, because there weren't many rules. Those with strength came first, and people only pursued strength and confidence.

A generation of hero Wei Zhuang rose from the north as a slave, unfurling the pole as the flag, valiant all over the world. Establishment of the State Zhou, self-proclaimed Zhou Gao Zu, will be the city of Dan Feng, the national name Yan Xi. At this point, peace had finally appeared in the world. However, Wei Zhuang was already old, and was no longer able to go on a campaign against the world. Although the country appeared calm on the surface, there was already a storm brewing in the area, especially in the southern mountainous regions where the split was most severe.

As for the north was a vast and endless plain, the Iron Armoured Cavalry that Wei Zhuang was so proud of was galloping across the plains in the north, but they had no use for the troops in the south. Gao Zu had no choice but to give up the idea of unifying the entire country, give up the struggle in the south, and recruit the entire country's strength to artificially dig a wide and unfathomable channel in the middle of the territory, dividing the entire world into two parts: one north and one south. West led the water of the Tian Shan, the East Tong River waves, filling up the rivers, named Yongding River, meaning not to fight, hoping that the scope of his rule can be permanently stable.

To dare to give up, one had to say that Gao Zu's brilliant strategy was to grow up from a slave to become an emperor. In the north, with Dan Feng City as the center, life was relatively peaceful. In the south, there was not much power. Everyone defended themselves, and there were endless battles between bandits.

After 16 years of Yan Xi, the Queen finally gave birth to her first son. At the age of 53, Zhou Gaozhuang waited for his first son to appear. The Zhou Dynasty was decorated with lanterns and decorations, and the long banquet stretched for ten miles from the entrance of the Imperial Palace. Gao Zu ordered a general amnesty, opening the treasury to the world. Long live the people. However, he did not know that he had another son. On the same day, a lonely and miserable palace maid was standing in a secluded, wet stable, but she was the only one cheering for herself. As if the child knew of his situation, he didn't let out a cry and only looked at his mother with his eyes wide open. His hands continuously fluttered back and forth, and from time to time, he would grin, as if he was trying to comfort this weak girl.

The palace maid didn't say anything either, only staring blankly at the child in her hands as she sighed. Two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks. Because she didn't know if this child should exist, what sort of fate would befall him, and what sort of fate she would have.

The palace maid's surname was Bu, and her name was Bu. A year ago, because of her beauty, she had been chosen to enter the palace. Soon after, she was found out by the empress, and was accepted as a servant by the empress. While she was wiping the candlestick and feeling happy for her good luck, she met Gauzouwei. Gauzu saw her beauty and could not hold back his urge to drink. He put her on the bed. After the rain and clouds, the little sister held the jade pendant the emperor had given her before he left. Her thoughts were downcast and she didn't know what she should do. She didn't know if this was a blessing or a curse for her. This matter soon reached the ears of the empress.

It was not a big deal for a palace maid to be favored by the emperor, and the empress didn't care about it. However, a month later, her little sister kept vomiting and showed signs of getting pregnant. Only then did the empress begin to panic.

At that time, although Gao Zu had three thousand beauties in the imperial harem, none of them got pregnant. To be the first to give birth, this was a great opportunity and honor. Whether it was a boy or girl, a child could be exchanged for endless honor and wealth for their mother. The empress also had signs of pregnancy, but she was still worried about her sister's happiness, so she forced the matter down so that it would not leak out, especially not to the ears of Gauzewicz. But in the end, she was still carrying the emperor's child and the dragon seed, so it was not good for her to persecute her sister. She was only locked in the stables in the backyard, isolated from the outside world.

There were no horses in the stables, only the sisters, the hay for company, and the troughs. She was unwilling to let him live the life of a horse alone. As a concubine chosen for her beauty, she had her own pride. But at this moment, she had no power to resist. Even if she was able to leave this stable, the weak would never be able to control their own destinies.

The empress only wanted her as her spare child. If she gave birth to a stillborn child, she could raise her own child. If her child died, she had other choices.

Unknowingly, a month had passed since the birth of the prince, and both children were already a full moon. The prince was in perfect health. But in the end, the empress still didn't dare to forget the existence of this girl, especially after knowing that her child was also a baby boy, and that she was very healthy in the stables. Life has always been a big stage, never underestimate the small things of the counterattack. So the queen sent her personal guards, brought from her family, to smuggle them out of the palace and send them to the south, to the most remote mountainous regions, hoping that this would be gone forever.

The queen was kind, those who knew of it thought so, for the mother and her son were still alive. This was impossible in an age when life had long been affected by war. The girl was so happy that she had long since lost all sleepiness. For three days and three nights, she didn't sleep. But she was very happy. She knew that the further the journey, the more bumpy the carriage was, the more remote and remote she would be, so that she and the child would have a better chance of survival. He still had a chance to turn the situation around, and his sister didn't want to live her life in such a cruel manner. However, this was only a choice he had no other choice. Sometimes, the weak were only fit to possess life, not to control it.

The younger sister hugged her child tightly, constantly on guard. From time to time, she would lower her head to kiss her child, before tightly covering her son's head with her hand. She was very nervous. She was afraid of accidents because she hadn't forgotten the identity of the child. In her hands was hidden the emperor's jade pendant. This was the source of her pain, and also her pride as a woman.

It was as if there was a destiny in the universe, two coincidental male infants. One became a prince, while the other became a commoner. Who would have thought that after the coming of age ceremony, this lowly commoner would appear in front of everyone and change the course of events? The fate of this country and of any living and dead people will revolve around them in the future. This was reincarnation!