"Back off!"

"yes!"

Mu Bai heard the faint footsteps of Guo Shuangyi and the eunuchs gradually getting further away.

The heavy gilded wooden door creaked, and the entire palace fell into a dead silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

Mu Bai looked out from under the quilt with a pair of shy eyes.

Is this where the emperor slept?

The bedding is a bit uncomfortable and really incomparable to a spring bed.

But it's quite spacious and can accommodate ten men.

At this time, a maid's silver bell-like voice broke through the long night:

"Your Majesty, it's already three o'clock in the evening. You need to eat as much as you can. It's not dawn yet and you have to go to court again. How can your body bear it?"

The maid's voice was filled with concern.

"I'm not hungry, take the meal away!"

Mu Bai couldn't help but secretly raise his eyes to look at the face that made every woman in the world feel ashamed.

The woman looks like she is in her thirties, and her beauty is astonishing.

She was seen wearing a white satin robe over her shoulders, leaning in front of the imperial desk to review memorials. Against the backdrop of the golden candlelight, she looked graceful and noble, quite worthy of a great emperor.

This is the empress of the Liang Dynasty, Lingyan Ji.

Don't be deceived by this stunning appearance.

Mu Bai was sitting on the royal couch two feet away from her, but she felt as if she was being strangled by her throat. Lingyan Ji's unpredictable cultivation was really terrifying.

The original owner inherited the martial arts talent of his father, Mu Qinhu, and was able to reach the fourth level of martial arts, and one person could break through a hundred armors.

Even among the generals of the Liang Dynasty, he was still at the top level.

But under Lingyan Ji's overbearing pressure, it would be difficult to even get close.

Still want to assassinate the empress?

What to stab with?

Mu Bai's heart trembled, but fortunately his mind was still normal.

Lingyan Ji's voice was full of majesty and heavy helplessness:

"I originally thought that if the seven kingdoms were unified, the people would be able to avoid the suffering of war."

"But who would have thought that the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom in the north is eyeing me, the Japanese pirates in the East China Sea are constantly causing trouble, and the foreign cavalry in the west have been coveting my land in the Middle East for a long time."

"There is no peace in Qingzhou. Droughts, floods, and locust plagues occur frequently, and the people are starved of food. According to a book by Zhang Shengqing, the governor of Qingzhou, there has been a tragic phenomenon of chewing tree bark and eating Guanyin soil!"

"Even... exchange your child for food!"

On the imperial desk, there is also a picture of "Hungry Death for Thousand Miles" sent by Zhang Shengqing, which was painted by Liu Xixian, a great scribe in Qingzhou. The red ink on it is Liu Xixian's blood.

The sky felt pity for this painting, and the stone Buddha shed tears when he saw it.

She watched it all night, feeling like a knife.

Not to mention eating, not even the most handsome man in the Khanate is interested in it.

Lingyan Ji let out a long sigh, then gently touched her pink forehead with her delicate green hands.

The maid next to her was named Shuiyue. Seeing that the empress was in a depressed mood, she couldn't bear to comfort her:

"Your Majesty, in order for the court to allocate more money and food for disaster relief, your officials are inevitably suspected of exaggerating the extent of the disaster."

"Li Si, the Minister of Household Affairs, has gone to Qingzhou to provide relief. Your Majesty will wait for a while."

Lingyan Ji: "That's all it can do."

Mu Bai listened to the conversation between the two and realized that the empress was a wise monarch who was diligent and caring for the people.

However, the people regarded the empress as a "human butcher" who was fatuous and cruel. If the male attendant's dark history was added to the equation, she should be labeled as debauched and extravagant.

Most emperors throughout the ages are like this, and their merits and demerits can only be left to future generations to comment on.

The authorities are obsessed with it, and only by escaping that period of history can we look at it objectively.

Lingyan Ji put aside the information about the disaster in the southern territory, and then took out the most troublesome memorial.

On top of the beautiful face, a difficult color appears:

"Hasn't the civil and military affairs of the entire dynasty come to an end regarding the matter of establishing the capital?"

When the Liang Dynasty was first established, the first priority was to determine the imperial capital.

The imperial capital is the face of a country, and its relationship with the country is of great importance.

However, the DPRK and China seem to have formed two camps, and relevant memorials are flying like snow flakes every day.

The quarrel lasted for a month.

Shuiyue shook her head and said:

"It's really difficult to handle. The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. On one side are hundreds of officials in the court, a large number of people, and they collectively support the designation of the current Changling City as the capital.

He also took out the national destiny numbers calculated by Si Tianjian, saying that Changling City is the place where the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces gather. It already controls the destiny of the world and can protect the Liang Dynasty for generations to come."

To be honest, Lingyan Ji herself supports staying in Changling City.

After all, the country had just been founded and there were so many wastes waiting to be built, so we really couldn’t bear to carry out large-scale construction projects.

Death, people suffer!

Prosperity, people suffer!

well!

But if things really go this smoothly, there will be no need for headaches.

"What do you think of the statement about Duke Wei Qian?"

Shuiyue found a few articles from the pile of booklets and licked her red lips:

"The Marquis of Wei and the others... still insist on choosing Luohe City as the eastern capital. The reason is still the same. The Japanese pirates in the East China Sea have been causing nuisance for decades, just like scabies. They need the majesty of the emperor to scare these little guys."

Bang!

Lingyan Ji gathered a force of energy in her palm and struck it down hard. The nine-foot royal desk made of fallen wood from the South China Sea in front of her instantly shattered into pieces.

"Hmph! Don't think that I don't know what they want to do!"

Luohe, the capital of the East, is the place where the world's richest people live in a state of intoxication and wealth.

Just as Lingyan Ji was furious, Shuiyue suddenly squinted her eyes, pointed at Mu Bai on the royal couch and said:

"Your Majesty, Qiao Sanlang is eavesdropping."

Shuiyue's expression is a bit cute.

Mu Bai was so absorbed in listening just now that he sat up without even paying attention.

Soon Lingyan Ji glanced over with sharp eyes and met Mu Bai's eyes.

Mu Baixin said, this sister is really good-looking.

Lingyan Ji said very simply:

"A dying man will listen to you. I am a little tired tonight, so I dragged him out to kill him."

Shuiyue: "Yes!"

Mu Bai's whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar. It was over. The empress was decisive in killing her.

Tonight's bedtime happened to be when she was in a bad mood.

Fortunately, he is a wise man, and there is still hope!

Mu Bai's eyes were as bright as fire, and he exuded a sense of masculinity, ready to risk his life to remonstrate:

"Your Majesty already has the answer in his mind. On the surface, this question is about establishing the capital. In fact, it is about whether we should support hundreds of officials and loyal ministers, or whether we should accommodate the powerful people of the family."

"One will become a wise king through the ages, and the other will be an unprincipled and ignorant king who will be cast aside by future generations."

"It is not a pity that I should die, but the writing of history is as iron as iron, Your Majesty!"

Whether to be a foolish king or a wise king is a question that emperors can never avoid.

As soon as Mu Bai finished speaking, Lingyan Ji looked as embarrassed as if her inner calculations had been revealed, and a blush appeared on her face.

Shuiyue on the side was frightened when she saw the empress' embarrassment. This Mubai was brave enough. Wouldn't he understand if he didn't tell the truth after seeing through it?

"A mere male attendant dares to discuss the government's affairs."

Shuiyue was worried that if she went any slower, she would have to wash the floor.

Then a fierce murderous aura emerged. Although it was not as violent and wanton as the empress, it was enough to kill Mu Bai on the spot.

"This is the third level of martial arts! Kill your life with your breath."
To be continued...