Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Jiang Que was busy copying Buddhist scriptures and did not touch any of the memorials.

Now it has piled up into a small hill.

Those princes who had been eyeing the throne had already begun spreading rumors, accusing him of being dissolute and immoral, and unworthy of the position.

Also, he executed many ministers some time ago, and people were saying that he was a tyrant.

Qin Zheng entered the palace just to ask Jiang Que to read the memorials quickly. Even if he was pretending, he had to pretend to be diligent and caring for the people.

Although those people didn't dare to really take action because of his presence, winning the hearts of the people was the key to keeping the throne secure.

As a result, a good hand of cards was smashed to pieces by this guy.

Qin Zheng began to doubt how long this man could stay on the throne.

If the situation really reaches an irreversible point, he doesn't mind replacing a new emperor.

Jiang Que's sight of copying the scriptures was blocked by the memorial handed over by Qin Zheng.

He stopped writing and looked up, meeting Qin Zheng's sharp gaze.

Jiang Que took the letter, opened it and took a quick look. There was nothing particularly important written in it.

Jiang Que turned his fingers and put the memorial back.

He called the chief eunuch to set up a table next to him, moved all the memorials over, and signaled Qin Zheng with his eyes: "The copying of scriptures cannot be stopped, or it may backfire. General, your heart is for the country and the people. I can't handle so many memorials by myself. Please help me and share my worries."

Qin Zheng: “…”

When the chief eunuch brought in tea, Qin Zheng, who had no idea how he was persuaded, had already sat at a small table nearby and was working seriously.

With a tall and mighty figure and a murderous aura that exudes power without even getting angry, he sits upright at the small table, writing with a pen in hand. The space seems too cramped to accommodate his broad stature.

Qin Zheng reviewed book after book, and Jiang Que copied sheet after sheet.

Whenever Qin Zheng came across something more important, he would tell Jiang Que and ask him to make a decision.

Jiang Que was busy copying scriptures, and he waved his hand to completely delegate power: "General, it's up to you to decide. I have only been on the throne for a short time and I don't know how to govern the country."

The original owner was just an insignificant prince. He had read some books, but it was not his turn to read books on state governance and the like.

He never expected to become emperor.

Later he was pushed to the pinnacle of power. After staying in the high position for a long time, what he wanted was no longer to be a puppet of others who controlled the power, but to dominate the world and become the real king of this country.

Jiang Que’s words.

Qin Zheng was silent.

After finishing annotating a book, he said, "Since Your Majesty doesn't know how to do it, starting tomorrow, I will be Your Majesty's imperial tutor until Your Majesty learns how to handle state affairs."

Jiang Que: “…”

"Can't you wait for two days?"

I haven't finished copying the scriptures yet.

Qin Zheng raised his eyes, looked at him coldly, and said in a serious tone: "No."

Jiang Que was silent for a while, then lowered his head and quickened his copying speed: "Okay."

After saying this, the hall became quiet again.

It was not until late in the evening that the chief eunuch came to serve the meal.

Jiang Que stopped writing, sat on the dragon chair to stretch his muscles, and then invited Qin Zheng to have dinner with him.

Qin Zheng was not polite and sat down behind Jiang Que.

At the dinner table, the chief eunuch served Jiang Que food, taking two chopsticks for each dish, making it difficult to tell what this man liked to eat.

Emperors of all dynasties were afraid of being poisoned.

Qin Zheng looked at it for a while and said nothing.

Not long after the meal, someone from the harem came to deliver a message saying that Concubine Yu was not feeling well, and brought a green card, asking Jiang Que who he would send to sleep with him tonight.

When Qin Zheng heard the eunuch's words, he paused for a moment, then dipped the pen in ink and wrote an annotation as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Que glanced at the names of these people. He didn't know who was who, so he just flipped through them at random.

Qin Zheng didn't know why, but the moment the eunuch came out with the green card, he felt a tightness in his chest.

After Jiang Que turned over the cards, Qin Zheng's hand holding the pen was a little unsteady.

With slightly trembling fingers, Qin Zheng stopped writing, put his hands down on the desk, and covered them with his wide sleeves.

After calming down, Qin Zheng closed his eyes and suppressed his emotions silently.

This poison...

This is sent at a really bad time.