Fuchen smiled and stared at Liu Shen, "You're not sad when your parents die, are you? There's not even any trouble." Then he turned to the mute Jing and said, "This is your ghost king, no different from me.
Ah no, more cold-blooded than me."
At least she has never recognized them as parents, but Liu Shen is different. Here, he is a native, and his mind has completely accepted the flow of this world - tsk tsk, even biological parents can have no trouble.
Jing didn't respond, just looked at her angrily. She probably meant everything was her fault.
Fuchen thought about it carefully and realized that Liu Shen had not grown up in the Liu Mansion and had been following his master. "If I arrest your master, will you be heartbroken?" she asked.
Liu Shen only raised his eyes and glanced at her from bottom to top without saying anything.
It doesn't seem to work.
Fuchen gave him a knife and turned to leave.
The next process has a very clear goal, leading directly to the royal palace - Anseong Castle.
The people of Ancheng had already received the news that the city, whose name was "An", which meant that the country was peaceful and peaceful, was now empty of buildings. The city gates were even wide open, and there was a eunuch kneeling in front of the city, holding up the imperial edict.
Fuchen dismounted, took out a big knife and put it on his shoulder, like an executioner, standing in front of the kneeling eunuch, as if he would strike him with a knife at any time.
Jing turned around, her eyes still filled with anger, but it was clear that she had no intention of killing Liu Shen.
Fuchen looked at Jing, "Do you want to change your mind?" She took out the big knife, "If the head falls to the ground, he will be humiliated and bite his tongue to commit suicide."
The entire Anseong is empty!
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" the man shouted.
"The former servant in front of the palace, Zikang." The man bowed and said.
The eleven little ghosts behind them started talking about their wishes one after another. Only Ki Wu's wish was different.
Who told her that the emperor was incompetent? Wasn't he very clear-minded?
The people behind them expressed their wishes one after another, and Fuchen also gave promises or solutions one by one.
The last counselor untied his hair tie, knelt down and said, "I am a girl. There are many restrictions on women in this era. I only pray to the Holy One to issue a decree: allow women to marry without marriage."
The two of them bowed and said nothing.
"Call all the counselors, generals, and imps over here. I will allow each of them to make a wish," Fuchen said.
"Hey hey hey".
When everyone thought that the emperor would reject it in a roundabout way, Fuchen said: "Are you so frustrated if you don't get married?"
I would like to know: Are you black or not?
Liu Shen finally reacted, and it was a big reaction.
The mandrill looked at Fuchen as if he had found a companion.
Second, the emperor made a direct request to retire as King Xian.
"Come here!" Fuchen shouted.
Zhang Quan was stunned, it’s okay if a woman doesn’t marry, but what happens when a man marries a woman? He really hoped that someone would refute him. It’s best to refute the emperor with his own wishes - this is the most powerful way.
"My lord, my lord, my lord..." The mandrill hesitated.
The people above and next to you are waiting.
If you want the Zen position, you have to let me be an idle prince and live peacefully until death!
Third, you still have a backup plan for yourself!
Just like the people of Dongli Mountain believe that she was born only to be a vessel, nourishing Qi and supplying it to Liu Shen!
She was never human!
Someone dug out the plaster to open Liu Shen's acupuncture points.
"I want to join the gentry."
The imperial system is empty!
"I want the ability to talk to fairies."
Fuchen entered and looked at King Xian, who was already wearing a python robe. He had the dragon robe in his hand. He was fully prepared, but he was from the Langya Wang family, a wealthy family.
At this moment, Mandrill stood up and no one said anything.
The dust is waiting quietly.
Fuchen averted his eyes, the sword flew, and the four heads fell to the ground.
First, he came to the city with troops, waiting to be beheaded on the dragon's throne. The emperor immediately sent his chief minister to kneel in front of the city, giving him enough face. He also used the Zen position to talk about it and gave him benefits.
"Who are you?" Fuchen asked.
Then he looked at the man standing quietly behind him.
"I want a system of male-N-marriage! A system recognized by the state!" Mandrill shouted.
"read."
The ministers below have already started talking about it. Obviously, such a decree is too shocking to public order and good customs.
Fuchen received the imperial edict with one hand and raised it above his head.
Fuchen smiled.
"Now the gentry is almost gone, and new gentry are coming in swarms. But the question is, do you know what a gentry is? It is not to enter the officialdom directly, but to govern the family, the country, and the world. If the family is cured, the talents of the future generations will be doubled.
.I will no longer allow nobles to directly enter the officialdom, but I am very happy that there will be talents I want among the nobles. Whether they are nobles or common people, origin will not be a problem." Fuchen Balabala said, it is best to sigh.
, "Let's do this, I issue a decree: if three generations of talented people come out of the same family, the imperial court will issue the title of nobleman. It will be permanent. If there are no talents for three generations, the title of nobleman will be taken back. How about that?"
Governance, governance... Fuchen is a bit of a headache.
Uh... none of us know how to do that.
At night, Fuchen walked into the bedroom.
According to his temperament, it is impossible not to kill him. This emperor is indeed a hidden danger. But the emperor directly wrote the request in the imperial edict of the Zen throne, and asked you to pack it up and take it away.
"Thank you, thank you, Your Majesty!" Mandrill knelt down and kowtowed three times. He just thought of bang bang bang.
"Find me some men. Strong and strong, like you, with cut sleeves and a top position."
During the day, Liu Shen and Jing had been secretly sent here.
The mandrill was silent for a moment.
Jing became even angrier and kept saying "woo woo woo".
"Papa." Fuchen clapped his hands.
Everything is empty except the army!
Your mother, it seems wrong to say that a man should marry a woman, so why don't you marry a man and a woman? What are you doing?
But everyone talks about wishes. It's not good for you to directly refute other people's wishes at this time. Only the emperor... everyone quietly glanced at the emperor.
But according to the order, this time it is the general.
After the question was asked, the direction of the wind began to change.
The eunuch Ouchi immediately shouted, "Welcome the new emperor!"
The government affairs here have been dealt with and the court has gone down. Only mandrills and floating dust are left in the hall.
Dozens of people entered the palace one after another, stood up neatly, kowtowed and worshiped, "Long live my emperor, long live the emperor."
Next, the little ghost mandrill stood up first.
"What is this?" Fuchen asked.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Gui Wu said happily.
Why are these people willing to follow you in rebellion?
Because you are dissatisfied with this country, dissatisfied with the original national philosophy, system, legal principles, and even morality. If you can solve their problems, you are actually removing the cancer of the country and making the country better.
Fuchen pondered for a moment, "Let's do this. You find a monster to volunteer to write you monster quotes, and I will allocate funds for you to publish a book. How about that?"
Fuchen laughs.
As the deputy prime minister, Zhang Quan is the most educated person here, and he will also be the one who will share the government affairs in the future. It is natural for him to write every decree promised by Fuchen.
If you are satisfied with everything, are you going to rebel?
Give whatever you want, what if you use chicken feathers as a token?
Everyone took a breath.
Gui Wu stepped forward and said, "Emperor."
"Like, let me die, or let him die."
Granting a wish is, to a certain extent, a blessing, and to a certain extent, it is also a way of discovering and solving national problems.
"Welcome the new emperor!"
"Back off."
If you want to be a good emperor, caressing is essential. She doesn't want to be an emperor for a long time and then be wiped out.
Everyone knelt down and congratulated three times!
Fuchen accepted the imperial edict and went straight to the palace.
The counselors, led by Zhang Quan, stood up first and shouted loudly, "I want to be the prime minister!"
Zhang Quan found that he was quite able to accept it, and he actually didn't throw the plate and say no - maybe he was expecting it, so what kind of "free" country would it be?
"Ho ho ho!" Jing roared angrily, tears streaming down her face.
"Welcome the new emperor!"
In the Jinluan Hall, there were only two people standing quietly in the hall.
This cowardly emperor, who has been poked in the spine, scolded for being incompetent, and scolded to death for having his sleeves cut off, is also hiding his secrets.
"Woooooo." Jing glared at Fuchen.
"Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?" Mandrill asked.
Liu Shen did not respond.
Zikang is obviously a word, not a given name, and his family name, his family origin, is hidden.
After all, "zen position" sounds much better than "seizing the throne". In the future, I will also have a name for doing things, blocking the mouths of all sentient beings.
"Pingshen." Fuchen still looked lazy, "Gu has ascended to the throne, and those of you who followed Gu An should also enjoy the blessings. Everyone has a wish, and I will arrange it as I see fit. If you want the throne, I will kill it for you! If you want an official position,
Yes, if you are able to do practical things and are willing to do practical things, I will give you any official position. I would like to give you land. Hurry, tell me. The counselors will start first."
Fuchen glanced at the person below, counselor Lu Fei, from a commoner family.
"Thank you Lord for your kindness." The man said cautiously, obviously confident in teaching the naughty boy well.
"Let me tell you in the next court. If you finish it tonight, I will promulgate the system for you tomorrow and host the wedding for you! I will host it for you and see who dares to challenge you!" Fuchen said.
Zhang Quan, who was recording next to him, was sweating in his heart: What kind of country will this be in the future? What else is impossible?
"I'll give you the position of deputy prime minister first. If you can, I'll promote you to the next one." Fuchen said.
Mandrill is the first of the twelve imps.
"What conditions?"
There is no one in the main hall.
When the man went to take off his clothes, he became angry and struggled continuously. Looking at Fuchen, the anger in his eyes was dazzling, but he bit his lips tightly. He was not mute, nor did he have no strength to speak, but he was biting something.
Don't even say it.
Fuchen waved his hand, "Stop."
unimportant.
"Let me die? Ah, I will die in fifty years."
Fuchen glanced down. These words really touched his heart.
Fuchen still looked leisurely, "Okay. But there are conditions."
"Welcome the new emperor!"
Anyway, I won’t satisfy you immediately.
Just like Liu Shen always thought: She was lucky enough to meet his "brother" for the third time in her life!
Just like Mother Liu thinks: Her immortality is the greatest gift!
Fuchen sighed, "How about this: men and women are free to marry. Men can marry women, and women can marry men. Both men and women have the right to inherit family property, regardless of marriage. The country encourages childbirth, but it also allows you the freedom not to marry."
Her tongue was completely severed, and her vocal cords were burned and damaged. Now that she speaks, her mouth should be filled with pus, blood, and salty water.
"Who wrote the imperial edict?" Fuchen said, then waved his hand, "Forget it."
Fuchen smiled, "I want to deal with this man. Man."
The eunuch trembled and straightened his back, "Zen, the imperial decree of Zen."
"Write it down!" Fuchen pointed at Zhang Quan.
If you want a beautiful lady, you also want my harem, then what will I do, right?
Therefore, although it is said to be an answer, it is usually a blank check or a verbal answer. Everything depends on the future.
Several people stopped moving.
Fuchen took the dragon robe with one hand and threw it on his shoulder, "Just a reminder, you can contact your family to see if my country is peaceful and the people are safe. I don't know if they are safe, but I can make sure that you and your family are not in trouble.
quiet!"
Jing glared at Fuchen and turned to look at Liu Shen.
Fuchen sat alone on the dragon chair, thinking about the future: After becoming an emperor, there is no country!
Fuchen was silent for a moment, staring at the long-haired woman kneeling below.
Fuchen walked down directly and put his arm on Mandrill's shoulder, "You want to marry a ghost?"
Comparatively speaking, the requirements of the following generals are very formal. If you want a Marquis of Ten Thousand Households, give it to a Marquis of Thousand Households first. If you want a pretty girl, as long as you like it and others want it, I will grant you a marriage.
The last clause in the imperial edict is not superfluous. It says that we want the country to be peaceful and peaceful, but if you fail to achieve it, can I take it back? Can a bunch of nobles join forces and force them to take the throne? King Xian "lives up"
Returning to the throne as expected?
Fuchen laughed. It’s interesting.
"Do you want to change your mind? I am very democratic and respect your wishes. If you want him to die, I can let him die immediately. After all, what I do next will make his life worse than death." Fuchen smiled.
Fuchen walked past the screen and saw the two people on the ground. She smiled. She squatted on the ground and looked at Jing first, "Today I grant each hero a wish. Logically speaking, if you took care of me for a year, you should be considered a hero."
Say, what do you want? If it’s simple, I’ll agree.”
The eunuch opened the imperial edict tremblingly and said loudly, "By God's blessing, the emperor issued an edict: Now that I am weak and weak, my will is depressed, and I am afraid that others will be left behind. I would like to give the Zen throne to the ghost king Liu Shen, retire as the idle king, and build a mansion next to the imperial mausoleum.
, enjoy the rest of my life in peace. I hope that the new emperor will not forget the teachings of his predecessors, diligently uphold the government, and restore a peaceful and peaceful world. I admire this."
"Ah?" Mandrill looked at Fuchen subconsciously, in disbelief.
Four naked corpses lay scattered in the dormitory.
Fuchen took off his dragon robe, threw it on Liu Shen, grabbed the bleeding black knife and looked at the last person.
The man was trembling, kneeling down and poking his own eyes, "Please spare my life, Your Majesty."
Fuchen took a deep breath, and before he could move, Jingjing bit the man's neck angrily, blood spurting out, and he was killed by the roar - it was also cruel.
This is probably because he wants to bite his own throat. Fuchen snorted coldly.
