National Simulation: Start Awakening SSS Talent

After reading the introduction to his life, Lu Xiaojiang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

This time the Sims, although it doesn't seem to have any waves.

A wasted prince died in the struggle for power.

But Lu Xiaojiang knew that behind this brief information, there was a terrible danger.

First of all.

The biggest difference from previous simulations is that he has no freedom.

Since birth, to the glass of wine relief, I have never been out of the palace.

Even Lu Xiaojiang suspected that his side might be full of spies from all walks of life from morning to night.

Such a "concerning" environment will undoubtedly bring great difficulties to his actions.

Secondly.

This world is passed down from cultivation to the lineage.

The four words "Awakening the True Spirit" represent an orderly transcendent cultivation system, hiding countless strong people.

"It seems that this simulation is interesting" With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Lu Xiaojiang conveyed the instructions to the wheel of life to determine the simulation.

Now he is not what he used to be, he is not the poor student who was precarious in the past.

More than seven million simulation points, as well as the strength of the peak of Xiaocheng in the main world, is that he has the capital to be fearless and not afraid of simulation failure.

Not to mention.

With the help of SSS-level talent, the soldiers will block the water and cover the soil.

[The

current subject will descend to the simulation world at the age of 15, please start Sims immediately]

The current sound of the wheel of life echoed in his ears, and Lu Xiaojiang's mind moved slightly: "I can really give myself a problem, and I only have one year to change my destiny."

"But 15 years old, isn't that the year in your Sims when your uncle rebelled?"

"There's still plenty of time!"

Lu Xiaojiang's thoughts exploded like meteors, and countless plans to break the situation and turn around instantly appeared in his mind.

Ponder for a moment.

He nodded slightly: "Confirm to turn on the simulation"

[Simulation in progress, please wait a minute]

....

This time Sims is far more complicated than before.

Although he has not experienced this kind of court political struggle, Lu Xiaojiang, who has watched all the palace historical dramas in his previous life, understands that every insignificant ink in history is insignificant.

Behind.

All may hide monstrous crises.

And his identity as a deposed prince has many doubts.

First of all.

Why did he of the royal bloodline not awaken the so-called cultivation foundation, the true spirit.

Are there any people in the dark who are making trouble.

Secondly.

Why did his mother mysteriously hang herself.

As a noble concubine, her mother's family is a big nobleman, even if she is not favored, there is absolutely no possibility of suicide.

What's more, this act indirectly led to the rebellion of his own mother's clan.

Doubtful.

At last.

It was his glass of poisoned wine.

As the saying goes, the tiger poison does not eat the son, and without the cultivation qualification, he logically does not pose the slightest threat to other heirs to the throne.

But why did you still get a box lunch?

Could it be that this emperor Laozi is really a madman, bloodthirsty and murderous person.

The guidance given by the wheel of life is too vague.

If you want to discover the true face of all this turbulence, you have to integrate the memories of Sims yourself.

......

[The Sims World is being screened, and the current simulation world has been detected as a C-level fantasy plane, and the current plane has been shielded with the laws of science and technology

] [Entering the simulation world...]

...

Under the sunset.

Between the magnificent palace buildings, the autumn breeze blew the fallen leaves.

Da Liang Dynasty.

Ziyong Palace, adjacent to the Royal Mausoleum.

The scattered palace eunuchs were carelessly cleaning the huge palace.

"It's really unlucky, how can we have such a master."

"Other people's slaves are powerful one by one, and they don't know how much wealth they have amassed by virtue of the prestige of their masters, but we can only carry a rotten broom and work endlessly."

Two eunuchs dressed in short shirts and blue clothes gathered together boredly in autumn sunset leaves.

One person holds a dustpan and the other has an open pocket.

"Isn't what my brother said, if it doesn't matter, we can also be like those loaches and transfer to other palaces."

Complaining room.

A field of fallen leaves was swept away.

But what remains still makes the whole courtyard look dilapidated.

As the last eunuch walked out of the cold Ziyong Palace.

In the depths of the palace, the young man dressed in a golden robe with a miserable face slowly opened his eyes.

"Has loneliness lost its momentum to this point?"

This young man was Lu Xiaojiang who had arrived.

Combing through the intricate memories, he sat up from the bed with difficulty.

The sore and soft body made his hands and feet weak as if he had not exercised for several days.

This is a good deed done by the emperor of Da Liang and his father in this life.

I don't know which traitor's ghost idea.

At the age of fourteen, after his mother hanged herself, Emperor Liang decreed that the deposed prince observe filial piety in front of the mausoleum for a year, cut off the meat, and eat only one meal of porridge a day.

Now that he had been full of calculations, it had exceeded a few days a year, but this will seemed to have been forgotten, and there was still no intention of calling him back.

A rough summary of the memory was extracted from the mind.

Lu Xiaojiang also understood his current situation.

The eldest son of Emperor Da Liang and a former crown prince.

His father was Lu Zhen, the son of Tianzi of Daliang, and Su He, the daughter of his mother's predecessor Pingyang Marquis.

Honorable status, noble birth.

However, three years ago, he was deposed by the emperor's close eunuch Wang Ze and together with Prime Minister Zhou Dui.

Now he only ended up with a desolate Ziyong Palace and twelve palace female eunuchs, which can be described as extremely miserable.

And his uncle, who was about to rebel, named Su Ming, succeeded him as the Marquis of Pingyang, and was the bravest general of the dynasty, guarding the border pass for ten years.

Even when he heard the bad news of his sister Soho, he did not show a trace of disobedience.

"I'm afraid that keeping me is just to appease my uncle." In an instant, Lu Xiaojiang sorted out the context of his thoughts.

From the point of view of identity.

His origin was the most noble of the nine princes of the dynasty, so he was made a prince early.

However.

The mediocrity of talent, coupled with the chaos of the traitors in the court, seduced his father to depose the crown prince.

But there is no new prince, who is hanging Su Ming, giving him hope that the border will not be hindered.

"Therefore, the birth of this life is not nothing, at least another relative with a heavy soldier can give me a lot of chips."

Lu Xiaojiang flattened the wrinkled corners of his clothes and began to plan this palace politics.

Right now.

There are two paths before him.

One.

Manifest himself in front of the emperor, regain the position of crown prince, and smoothly inherit the throne.

But this road is not easy to follow.

The reason why he was deposed as the crown prince was also fueled by the mother clan of his younger brothers.

If you want to regain the position of prince, it is difficult to ascend to the sky.

As for the second path.

It was a path of evil, full of thorns and infamy.

But it allows him to reach the top in the shortest possible time.