Three Kingdoms, I'm really not a general!

Chapter 648 Himiko's Despair
After determining the heir, Xing Daorong canonized his son a few days later.

On that day, Xing Daorong stood on a high platform, wearing a luxurious brocade robe, a golden crown on his head, and his eyes were as sharp as torches, overlooking the people below the stage.

There were flags flying all around, drums and music playing, the scene was grand and solemn.

He slowly raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then announced loudly: "Today, my son Xing Shao, who is both virtuous and talented and capable of shouldering great responsibilities, is specially appointed as the Crown Prince to inherit my business!"

As soon as the voice fell, all the ministers below the stage knelt down and congratulated in unison: "Congratulations, Prince! Congratulations, Lord!"

Xing Shao, dressed in the formal attire of a prince, slowly stepped onto the platform.

However, he was too young, and he was able to be canonized with the help of his mother Ma Yunlu.

He took the seal of the Crown Prince handed over by Xing Daorong, bowed deeply, and said in a childish but still loud voice: "I will live up to your high expectations, and do my best to assist you and revitalize our country!"

Below the stage, the Japanese stood aside, with different expressions on their faces.

Himiko, who was in the lead, was dressed in a simple kimono, with a hint of resentment and resentment hidden between her brows.

She held the folding fan tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning slightly white, and complex emotions surged in her heart.

Ever since she heard that Xing Daorong was going to enthrone his son, she planned to take action again after the celebration.

Even if I can't kill Xing Daorong, I must kill his son.

At worst, one life for another!
In the words of the Han people, it means that both the good and the bad will be destroyed!

Unexpectedly, Xing Daorong seemed to have seen through her thoughts long ago. After conferring the title on his son, he announced another thing on the spot.

He looked at Himiko and said, "Also, I heard that many islanders yearn for the Central Plains."

"This king is merciful. Since there are so many people who want to go, this king can go there in person and go to the mainland with you all."

"It just so happens... I also want to go see His Majesty."

As he spoke, he stared at Himiko and said, "The Central Plains has beautiful scenery and profound culture. I want to take you there to experience it."

Himihu's heart sank.

Once you go to the Central Plains, can you ever come back?

What's the difference from death?

Knowing that this was Xing Daorong's house arrest for her, Himiko could not refuse, so she could only force a smile and bow her head and said: "Thank you, King Fuso, for your kindness. Himiko is willing to accompany you."

Xing Daorong nodded and said nothing more.

He only ordered people to keep Himiko under strict watch, and then prepared to return to Chang'an.

As for all the affairs of Fuso, Lu Xun will be in charge of them first.

After all, the Lu family still has to take the lead in immigration matters, so it would be best to leave these matters to him.

...

Every time Xing Daorong was about to leave home, Ma Yunlu and others were actually very reluctant to let him go.

But this time it’s okay, after all, I’ll be back soon.

As the King of Fuso, Xing Daorong's trip back and forth should be very quick, and he cannot stay in Chang'an for long.

The only problem is that the journey is too long, and it would take about a month just to walk once.

But no matter what, it is much better than going on an expedition for one or two years.

...

It is said that this was the first time for Himiko to come to the Central Plains.

When I first set foot in the Central Plains, I only saw endless mountains and rivers and vast fields, and I felt that it was no different from my hometown.

However, as she went deeper, the scene before her surprised her more and more.

On both sides of the road, villages gradually became denser, smoke from cooking fires rose up, and the sound of children playing could be heard everywhere.

She couldn't help but slow down her pace. Everywhere she looked, she saw prosperity. She entered a city with wide streets and many shops on both sides. The counters were filled with a wide variety of goods.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians, dressed differently, some in gorgeous clothes, some in coarse cloth short shirts, but they all walked hurriedly with a calm look on their faces.

Himiko was shocked. She had never imagined such a prosperous scene.

Compared with Fuso, they are simply not comparable. The difference is like heaven and earth.

What surprised her even more was that the farming tools held by the farmers working in the fields were the most ingenious things she had ever seen.

The iron plowshare is extremely sharp and turns the soil as easily as cutting tofu; the waterwheel turns slowly, bringing river water into the fields for irrigation in an orderly manner.

She stopped to watch, and marveled inwardly: These tools are so sophisticated, no wonder the fields in the Central Plains are so fertile and the food is so abundant.

He said that the tool in his hand would definitely be a rare thing if it were brought to Fuso, but he didn't expect that every commoner here had one.

The further she walked, the more frightened she became. The prosperity and wealth of the Central Plains far exceeded her imagination.

Every city and every field seemed to be showing her a whole new world.

Himiko was filled with awe and curiosity; she knew that the secrets of this land were far beyond her ability to fully understand at once.

"No wonder the soldiers and horses that Xing Daorong brought are all brave. It is said that the people coming down from such a fairyland must be heavenly soldiers and generals."

Himiko...actually regarded this Central Plains as a land of gods.

And when they arrived in Chang'an, they were most shocked.

...

The moment Himiko stepped into Chang'an City, it was as if she had entered a dream.

The street is as wide as a river, with towers standing on both sides, flying eaves, pointed corners, carved beams and painted buildings, showing a magnificent atmosphere.

She had never seen such a lively scene before, and her heart was shocked beyond words. The streets were filled with silk, porcelain, jade, and spices.

There were even rare treasures from the distant Western Regions, which made her dazzled.

She couldn't help but think of her hometown. Compared with here, that tiny island was just a drop in the ocean.

When she saw the imperial palace from afar, she was stunned by the majestic and magnificent sight and was speechless.

The palace walls tower into the clouds, and the golden tiles sparkle in the sun, as if the palace from heaven has descended to earth.

The guards in front of the palace gate stood solemnly, wearing bright armor and looking imposing.

The outline of the palace was layered and endless, like a huge mountain, pressing her so hard that she couldn't breathe.

She stood outside the palace wall, looking up at the incomparable magnificent building, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in her heart.

She knew that even if her island country continued to develop for several more generations, it would never be able to catch up with the prosperity and strength of the Han Dynasty.

That kind of gap is not just about the size of the city and the accumulation of wealth, but also about the foundation of civilization, an insurmountable gap.

Despair surged into her heart like a tide, and she even began to feel that being included in the Han Dynasty's territory might be a kind of luck.

At least, her people can bask in this prosperity and enjoy endless wealth and peace.

She lowered her head and sighed silently, feeling guilty about her hometown and confused about the future. Perhaps this was fate's arrangement.

...

Seeing Himiko's condition, Xing Daorong was very satisfied.

She would be desperate, which was also expected.

At present, the gap between the Han Dynasty and Fuso is at least a hundred years, if not two hundred years. Seeing such a magnificent palace, how could Himiko not despair?

But now that we have arrived in Chang'an, we don't have to worry about Himiko's thoughts.

With the suppression of Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang, I believe Himiko would have given up the idea of ​​restoring her country.

(End of this chapter)