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He slowly stood up, looking around. Above him were intricately carved beams and painted pillars, beneath his feet lay a floor of golden bricks. Behind a screen depicting five-clawed golden dragons was a long writing desk. On either side of the desk were two crane-shaped palace lamps, their flickering light casting swirling smoke. The cold air of late autumn, scented with sandalwood, blew across his nose.,Every mother in the world hopes her son will become a dragon, and Empress Dowager Li is no exception. Especially after Emperor Longqing passed away, leaving such a vast empire in the hands of a ten-year-old boy, Empress Dowager Li, as the primary educator of the young emperor, insisted on strict discipline. Zhu Yijun understood this.,The former emperor died young, leaving behind an orphaned son and a widowed mother. Gao Gong, within the cabinet, stated that a ten-year-old prince could not rule the country, suggesting that he should install a vassal king. The princes of Zhongshan gathered their forces, each vying for power, attacking and killing each other relentlessly. Now, this child is under the watchful eye of his mother, the empress dowager, yet he has been assassinated!。