Chapter 155

The system light flickers again.

"Ding! Expanding data search!"

"Ding! Data parameters collected; performing relevant simulations."

"Simulation ended; after screening three thousand six hundred and seventy-two people, Ji's nephew, Yan, is the most suitable candidate!"

Qin Mu is stunned.

Yan?

If he remembers correctly, Yan, as Ji's descendant, has always held the position of Minister of Works!

He is only twenty years old now!

"Yan's desire for exploration and ambition are extremely strong, and he is full of thirst for knowledge about all things in the world, making him very suitable to become the next emperor of the Great Ji State."

The system explains further.

Qin Mu nods thoughtfully.

As for Ji's request under the stone statue...

He ignores it.

These five people are all "A Dou" who cannot be helped.

No matter who is established, it is not suitable for the future development of humanity.

"It seems I have to go and observe this Yan and find a way to hand the throne to him..."

After brief thought.

Qin Mu moves and leaves the temple.

Appearing at the mansion of the Minister of Works.

As a result...

He sees a shocking scene.

In the huge room of the Minister of Works' mansion.

Twenty-year-old Yan is commanding a group of craftsmen to throw a pile of ocher-red ore into a furnace for testing.

His eyes are shining, incredibly expectant: "Divine artifact, as long as I test a few more types, I will definitely be able to forge the divine artifact!"

Subsequently.

He sticks close to the furnace fire, watching the reaction of the ore after entering the high-temperature furnace at close range.

The flames reflect on his face, making him look exceptionally excited.

"The god bestowed the divine artifact, but the Emperor has kept it on the shelf, enshrining it in the temple!"

"Fortunately, I often enter and leave the temple with the Emperor, often observing the divine artifact, and after various guesses and tests, I have determined that the divine artifact is very likely to come from these ores!"

"Wait until I secretly forge the divine artifact... the Emperor must also be nearing the end of her life!"

"By then, the entire Great Ji State will be mine, Yan's!"

"Successor? The world belongs to those who are capable; I am a man, standing tall and upright, how can I let a group of women ride on my head?"

"And the divine book that the Emperor obtained..."

While screening the ore, he is planning the matters of rebellion.

Qin Mu's mouth twitches: "..."

Good guy.

He originally intended to intervene and give the throne to this Yan.

Who would have thought...

He is only twenty years old, and he is already planning a rebellion.

He also wants to obtain the divine book.

No wonder the system evaluates him as having great ambition.

"This is also good, saving me from intervening personally; it's just unexpected that he is about to find iron ore through his own exploration..."

Qin Mu looks at the pile of red ore next to the furnace fire.

Among them, one is indeed iron ore!

Once he discovers the iron ore and masters the forging method, he can indeed succeed in the rebellion very easily.

Therefore.

He patiently continues to observe.

Time passes.

In a flash.

Eight years later.

Ji, who is over sixty years old, also reaches the end of her life.

Because of her fighting in all directions in her early years, she left behind too many hidden injuries.

Making her body worse and worse.

In the palace.

Ji lies on the sickbed, her aged face has no blood color, and she keeps coughing.

And her five daughters...

Are kneeling before the sickbed, crying uncontrollably.

"Bastards! I... I am not dead yet!"

She learns from the description in the divine book and calls herself "Zhen" (the imperial "I").

Her scolding is weak, but it is dignified without anger.

The five daughters immediately stop crying.

"I have built such a huge foundation with my own hands and unified the world, but it is a pity that heaven does not grant me more life."

"Now, what I cannot let go of the most is the heavy burden of the Great Ji State's mountains and rivers..."

Her aged eyes scan the five people.

Since the request in the temple eight years ago was fruitless...

She has understood the god's meaning.

None of these five daughters of hers is capable of a great task!

And because of this...

She has not determined the position of crown prince in these eight years!

But now...

She is about to die of old age, reaching the end of her life.

The Great Ji State cannot be without a master for a day.

She must choose a successor.

Her gaze lingers and shifts among the five, thinking about the problem she has thought about for eight years without result.

For a long time.

She sighs.

And says: "Eldest, you are the eldest daughter; you followed me in fighting south and north in your early years and know a little about the Art of War; today... I will entrust the mountains and rivers to you; I hope you will take care of yourself."

After determining the position of the crown prince.

She waves her hand, signaling the five to leave.

Biting her teeth tightly.

Relying on her last breath...

She has people carry her to the front of the temple.

At the entrance of the temple.

She scolds the attendants to put her down.

Insisting on entering the temple standing up.

Stumbling and swaying, she walks to the front of the stone statue.

Just like decades ago, she kneels devoutly on the cushion.

"Ji... pays... respects... to... the... god..."

Just five words.