Epilogue
In the thirtieth year of Xuanwu, Father Emperor abdicated.
I ascended the throne as emperor and sat on the dragon chair.
Sunlight broke through the dark clouds, lighting the jade bricks in front of Taiji Hall.
I lowered my eyes, looking at the officials below.
The girl once confined in You Ting finally stood at the highest place.
From then on, my eyes saw only the people's livelihood, the society, and the vast rivers and mountains.
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