The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 277 Account

What is written on the system is exactly the same as the truth that everyone knows.

The reason the late emperor hated the current emperor was that he genuinely felt the latter was a jinx.

Although there is no factual basis to support this conclusion, the late emperor would make up his own ideas, and whenever something bad happened, even if it had absolutely nothing to do with the emperor, he would always try to link it to him.

This is an obsession that borders on the fanatic.

Zheng Xun chuckled lightly: "I'm Father's little darling, what 'disobedience' has nothing to do with me."

Grand Tutor: You can't fool a three-year-old with that.

However, that wasn't what he valued in the first place.

“Princess, you know everything, you must be able to guess what I’m thinking.”

"You want to give me the power that the late emperor held, but... why?"

The reason the late emperor entrusted everything to the Grand Tutor was because he could keep secrets and was also somewhat blindly loyal.

Although he could not guarantee that the people he entrusted with his wishes would act according to his wishes after his death, he still had to make choices.

The Grand Tutor was the one he felt most worthy of entrusting his life to.

The old Grand Tutor turned his head to the side, where the tree beside him stretched out its branches freely. Everything was young, but he was already old.

"The late emperor was not very capable. The power passed down through generations of the royal family could only decline further in his hands. Rather than letting these powers dissipate with the deaths of the late emperor and me, we should make good use of them. The late emperor only trusted me, and I only trust the princess."

Zheng Xun looked away.

She had known all along that the Grand Tutor had something in his possession. Given her personality, since the Grand Tutor had no use for such a valuable item, it was only natural for her to retrieve it for the royal family.

But as the old Grand Tutor said, even gold and jade that have passed through the hands of the late emperor will turn into wood and stone.

The so-called power of the royal family has long been ruined.

That's why Zheng Xun said that the late emperor was the real jinx.

Taking over such a force would require an immense amount of effort to mold it into the way she wants.

She knew she couldn't rely on the system forever, so she had been looking for suitable people for a long time.

Unfortunately, things did not go smoothly.

The first thing she needs in a person is someone with whom she has almost no overt contact.

After looking at it from all angles, Song Zhiling is the only one who is suitable.

There weren't many people around Zheng Xun who knew her to begin with. Now that she's been sent to the Brown Kingdom, and she'll grow up and change her gender, it will be hard for people to associate her with Zheng Xun no matter where she stays in the future.

It's all because the system crashed too quickly, so she had no choice but to come see the Grand Tutor.

The system is an extension of the dragon vein. She originally thought that as long as Dayong existed, the dragon vein existed, and the system would exist, at least until Dayong's fate changed, the system would not disappear.

There really wasn't, but it would keep it from her.

She raised her eyes, allowing the Grand Tutor to clearly see the emotion in them.

The old Grand Tutor smiled with satisfaction and took the jade Pixiu from his waist: "Crack open the outer shell, and the token is inside. Hang it by your bedside before you go to sleep, and someone will come to find you within seven days."

Zheng Xun took it and muttered something mysterious.

"Grand Tutor, you probably already guessed what I'm going to say, right? Would you like to hear more?"

“I’ve guessed some of it,” the old Grand Tutor yawned lazily. The white-haired, white-bearded old man lay in the summer sun, his body covered with age spots and wrinkles. “Speak.”

"Wei Yang is actually the steward's nephew."

They're all old foxes; even without Zheng Xun's explanation, the Grand Tutor could guess the steward's purpose.

The prosperity of the world is for profit; the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

If Wei Yang inherits the Grand Tutor's mansion, then their family will completely change its status and rise to great heights.

"It's alright, I'll take him with me when I go down."

"Grand Tutor, your lack of family ties was actually orchestrated by the late Emperor."

The late emperor's logic is easy to understand: once people have offspring or are bound by family ties, they are more likely to develop selfish desires.

The late emperor entrusted such an important matter to the Grand Tutor, so naturally he was worried.

The old grand tutor, who had been so relaxed, suddenly froze into a wooden statue.

Zheng Xun stared at him, afraid that he might not be able to catch his breath and pass away.

But the old Grand Tutor only joked, "Princess, sometimes it's better to lay the groundwork for such big news."

Zheng Xun: ...

What could she say?

Was she going to explain that she was afraid he wouldn't have enough time?

Hearing this, even if the old Grand Tutor was on his deathbed, he would still jump up and kick her.

"Definitely next time."

The old Grand Tutor smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I can't hear it."

Zheng Xun's mental power was constantly sensing his emotions.

His emotions at that moment were like a tangled ball of yarn.

He was far from being calm on the surface, or perhaps his complexity was so extreme that it turned into nothingness.

Perhaps it had been too long since anyone had spoken to him, because after a moment he spoke again: "There's always a medicinal smell in the room, it's so stuffy, even with the doors and windows open it doesn't dissipate, I don't like it."

"But the people below me were afraid of making mistakes, so they kept trying to persuade me, which annoyed me, so I had no choice but to compromise."

“I am now as withered as rotten wood. I used to have them under my thumb, but now I’m afraid of offending them because I’m afraid they will retaliate.”

Zheng Xun denied it: "They wouldn't dare."

The emperor was a man of great loyalty and affection. Knowing that the Grand Tutor had no children, he specially assigned several guards, maids, and eunuchs from the palace.

These people were all educated, but their knowledge wasn't particularly high. Even if the Grand Tutor spoke in a literary style, they could still understand him.

However, he never treated those people as human beings, so naturally he wouldn't have a heart-to-heart talk with them.

The Grand Tutor chuckled, "Indeed, I am an official of the Great Yong Dynasty. With the Emperor present, they dare not..."

He seemed to have suddenly lost interest in speaking, or perhaps he had a premonition, so he suddenly urged Zheng Xun to leave.

"Princess, please leave quickly, I can't hold on much longer."

Seeing that Zheng Xun did not move, he said again, "Thank you for your understanding, Princess. If you stay here any longer, you will be in trouble if I die."

If an enemy were to later slander the princess, claiming that she killed him, wouldn't the princess be unable to defend herself?

Zheng Xun remained motionless, not because she didn't want to leave, but because she lacked the strength to move.

The Grand Tutor gently rocked the reclining chair beneath him, and slowly closed his eyes.

A final burst of energy before death is a good thing; it allows one to recover from illness and pain before leaving this world, or at least to suffer less.

Perhaps from the moment of illness, life was already brewing its brilliance, waiting to bloom at this very moment.

Zheng Xun waved to the people in the distance.

"Make arrangements for the funeral."

She was busy going back to handle important matters. After confirming that the steward had indeed been killed by the people arranged by the Grand Tutor, she prepared to leave.

However, Wei Yanxing was left in the Grand Tutor's mansion to oversee the Grand Tutor's funeral.

"Princess! I haven't been able to be with you these past few days, so please don't forget me!"

He stood outside the Grand Tutor's mansion, waving a handkerchief, on the verge of tears.

Lu Mengying kicked him into the room expressionlessly: "Don't embarrass yourself."

Zheng Xun chuckled and was about to get into the carriage when a guard ran over carrying a wooden box.

"Princess! This is left to you by the Grand Tutor."