Chapter 8 — Thu Mui is a Goddess, But She Takes My Whole Family as Sacrifices

“Goddess,” he turned around and called me, but his voice was different.

“I know, this title can make you no longer be yourself.”

I didn't answer right away. After a moment, I slowly said:

“Goddess are what people need.

The Queen is chosen by Her Majesty. But Nhan Nhan..." I looked straight into his eyes,

“It's up to you to decide.”

Da Vo Han was slightly shocked. Understand that from this moment on, we are no longer a chess piece, nor a possession, nor a tool to reassure the people.

“I will fix it.”

He spoke very decisively.

“The law, the government, even myself.”

"Not because of today's miracle, but because I don't want Da country to need another goddess in the future to cover up the king's mistake."

I don't laugh. But in my heart, for the first time after many lifetimes, there was no more hatred. Because there are outcomes that don't require bloodshed. Just one person needs to wake up, and one person no longer wants to be sacrificed. The sun gradually rose. Under the altar, human voices have returned, life continues to flow. Da Vo Han and I walked side by side down the stone steps. From today, Da country has a goddess. But more importantly — it has a king who knows how to stop at the right time. And we know, the road ahead will no longer be tinged with blood. After the great ceremony, the court changed quietly. There was no noisy edict, no exaggerated declaration, but those who were observant enough realized - Da Vo Han was no longer the king of previous years. The court session started earlier. The chapter is examined more closely. Trials involving life and death, he no longer decides with just one cold sentence. Once, a minister knelt for two hours outside the palace to protest against the old policy. Previously, this person was feared to have been dragged to prison. But that day, Da Vo Han only said one sentence:

“Let him stand up.

I want to hear it all.” When this news spread, the whole nation was shocked. As for me, after leaving the altar, I immediately moved out of the Kun Ninh palace for three days. Not forced. It's because I actively asked for it. We moved to a small palace to the west, which was previously used as an old library. The yard is not large, but there is an old corn root, every time the wind blows, leaves fall all over the stone steps. There, I don't wear phoenix robes every day. Only wearing ordinary clothes, reading books, taking notes, and receiving audiences with people who could not enter the royal court. The woman lost her husband. Farmers lost their fields. Discharged veterans have no place to turn to. At first, the palace people were afraid.

"The Queen is a goddess, how can she be exposed to these things?"

I just replied:

“Because I am a goddess, I have to listen even more.”

Those stories have no glory, no miracles. Just hunger, cold, fatigue, and despair. In the evening, when I brought those notes to him, Da Vo Han read them for a long time. Read until it was completely dark and the lights in the temple were turned on for the second time. He doesn't say much. Just ask me one question:

“If it were you, what would you do first?”

“No need to make a big deal.

Just do it right.” From that day, the court had three new things. Part of the military food warehouse is used as a permanent relief warehouse. Veterans are given fields in suburban areas, not in exchange for blood. Old unjust cases are overturned, without considering the merits, only right and wrong. People began to spread the word to each other.

“The queen is not just a goddess on the altar.”

“She really saw us.”

And Da Vo Hate, for the first time in his life, does not feel that power is something that must be held tightly. One night he came to the library to look for me. Do not bring guards. Do not wear long robes. Just a man sitting across from me, asking:

"Nhan Nhan, if one day there are no more miracles, will you regret standing up?"

I closed the book and looked at him.

“I have never stood up for a miracle.”

"I just don't want to, in the future Da country will need another goddess to cover up the mistakes of the ruler."

Da Vo Han bowed his head for a long time. That's not bowing before me. It is bowing before the lives of the world. Outside, the wind shook the corn and leaves fell continuously. I know, from this moment, the goddess is no longer the one standing on high, but the one standing next to the human world. And that is the long-term path. (FULL TEXT)