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There were still three months left to get the jade leaves of the three generals, but Cheng Jieyi didn't go looking for the generals at the beginning.

There are too many things to do in the palace.Government affairs, problems accumulated from the previous dynasty, and the servants outside the door who have been poking around.

After Yue Jianglian left, it seemed that she also took away the snow that shrouded the palace.

The minds of the servants in the palace became active, and they probably thought that Cheng Jie's life was not long.

How pitiful, born so well, may not live to be 25 years old to put his name on the royal family tree.

The servants who brought tea, snacks, and books to Cheng Jieyi appeared one after another.

Cheng Jieyi rested his chin with one hand, and looked at the servants in front of him who smiled and said "follow His Majesty's orders". He had said three times before, "No need, I want to read the memorial alone", but no one listened to him.

This would never have happened when Yue Jianglian was around.

So these servants clearly said "for His Majesty's sake" after Yue Jianglian left, but they were actually "underestimating".

In some ancient oriental histories, the emperor in the palace was the supreme authority. Sometimes because no one supported him, he was just a weak canary in the huge palace. Everyone in the palace loved him and raised him. But he never put him in an equal position with himself.

Cheng Jieyi has already read the notes in the palace. In the past 50 years, the servants have treated the concubines, and the princes and princesses have been very contemptuous.

Whether it is food, clothes, or necessities in winter and summer, several palaces are used for normal expenses, good things are continuously transported out of the palace, and there is only an empty shell left in the palace.

If the king's mind was still normal, and he didn't send all the king's army and adult powerful princes to the battlefield, maybe this palace would not be what it is now.

The attitude of the attendants towards the royal family is still respectful, but the palace has fallen.

The world turned upside down, and the master who used to stand high above them was now trampled under their feet.

Cheng Jieyi raised his hand and scratched his face, the maid at the side screamed and wanted to grab Cheng Jieyi's wrist and help Cheng Jieyi trim his nails so as not to scratch his skin.

See, not even the freedom to scratch your face.

Cheng Jieyi avoided the maid's hand and sighed, knowing that this was the trouble Yue Jianglian had left for him.

If even this little matter can't be resolved, there's no need to go out of the palace to find them, right?

"Let's play a game, shall we?"

The beautiful young man smiled, and that smile was like a candle in the dark night, making people fall into madness like moths flying to a flame even though they knew the danger.

"What do you want to play?"

Several servants hooked their collars slightly, as if expecting some kind of game.

"Let's bet, can I stand in the imperial study room, but I can cut down the statue of the immortal riding a phoenix on the wall of the opposite palace with a single sword?"

Cheng Jieyi stepped on the chair, then stood on the desk, and took out an arm-length dagger from his sleeve.

Wan Qiusheng's Shengge Changle clan is good at seducing people with musical instruments, Shanlouye's Yanhuo Shenmu clan is warlike and bloodthirsty, and can control fire, while Yue Jianglian's Changge singing principle is born to control ice and snow.

As for the abilities of the previous royal family here, they were good at swords.

The founding lord heard that he could cut off a mountain thousands of miles away with one sword, so Cheng Jieyi cut off a small statue that was three hundred feet away from the imperial study where he was.

"Your Majesty, this is not a joke, what if it hurts you?"

"That is, who gave such a dangerous sharp weapon to His Majesty?"

The servants stepped forward fearlessly, trying to take the dagger from Cheng Jieyi's hand, but Cheng Jieyi lowered his eyelashes, and immediately drew the sword without waiting for those people to react!

How long has it been since the people in this palace heard the sword cry?

It was not the clang of the sword in the hands of the foreign invaders, nor the mournful cry of the king's sword when it was broken, but the proud long cry of the long sword born from the fire a long time ago when it was held by the owner and swung towards the sky.

The princes and princesses who lived in a corner looked up at the sky, and for the first time they had the idea of ​​climbing up the wall to hear where the long chirping sound came from.

All the royal families have their own swords, and they are familiar with the sound when the sword is drawn, but the new king who is enthroned now is a prince they have never seen before. Is it his sword?

Standing on the desk, Cheng Jieyi tilted his head and looked at the statue of a fairy riding a phoenix in the distance that broke from the eaves and fell to the ground from mid-air, making a shattering sound.

Cheng Jieyi put away the dagger, and looked down at the servants who were already shocked.

"Looks like I've won. Well, I didn't say I won any prizes before."

"Forget it, this palace, this capital, and this world are all mine, so I don't want anything else."

"You all go out and come to me at dinner time. You don't need anything greasy, just hot porridge and a few side dishes."

After Cheng Jieyi finished speaking, those servants ran out scrambling.When the servants saw the statue of a fairy riding a phoenix falling from the sky, they immediately understood one thing: if anyone dared to stay here, the young lord would immediately draw his sword and take off the head of that person.

Some of the servants ran far enough, while others had to stick to their posts, still standing outside the hall waiting for the summons.They no longer treated Cheng Jieyi with the contemptuous attitude they used to treat the former king. They looked at each other and stood with their heads bowed in the most respectful posture.

At this moment, they suddenly thought of the founding lord. Although the official history said that the lord was a generous and benevolent king, in the notes passed down to the servants in the palace, it was written that the founding lord was more like... a tyrant.

No one wants to touch the things in his own territory, and no one wants to challenge his authority, otherwise he will usher in the lord's sword.

Although this young king is too beautiful to describe, his temper is similar to that of the legendary founding monarch... Once he sits on the throne, even if there are strong ministers around him, he won't come down easily?

In the imperial study room, after the servants left, Cheng Jieyi let out a long sigh, and honestly cleaned the tables and chairs by himself, continuing his social life.

Fortunately, Cheng Jieyi was used to dealing with documents in the past, and he also knew how to read the key points. Some government affairs that he was not good at handling, he used props and systems to select the best solution.

It's just that a good method can always be calculated, but whether it can be implemented as planned is another matter.

After all, now Cheng Jieyi is the king of overhead.

Cheng Jieyi processed another third of the mountain of memorials that had piled up today, and then picked up a red envelope and put it on, only to find that it was from the prince below.

In terms of seniority, he should be called Uncle Nine.

Is there a big deal?

Cheng Jieyi picked up the booklet, removed the sealing wax with a jackknife, and then slowly opened the secret booklet, and after reading Uncle Jiu's request at a glance, he couldn't help but call it good guy in his heart!

This ninth uncle is 760 years old this year, not many years before the end of life in this world is 700 years old.[-] years before the new king ascended the throne, domestic wars continued. Now that the new king ascends the throne, Uncle Jiu hopes to see peace and prosperity again.

It's just that there are still three generals in the capital city, even if they temporarily bow their heads to His Majesty, His Majesty must not let down their vigilance.

It is necessary to know that these people all mean the throne, like wolves, tigers and leopards.

[I see Yue Jianglian, Wan Qiusheng, Shan Lou Ye seems to be interested in His Majesty! 】

[I request your majesty to follow the example of the founding lord and bring all three generals into the harem! 】

[To keep peace! 】

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After Cheng Jieyi read it, he felt that the elders in the whole world might be the same.

Urge marriage.

This place not only urges marriage, but also engages in a harem.

It's hard for Uncle Jiu to be so hardworking and considerate at his age.

Cheng Jieyi just accepted it with a smile, no...he really couldn't bear it.

Cheng Jieyi closed the confidential folder with a "snap", threw it aside, and continued to deal with other folders with his head down.Even if this book is seen by others, they will only think that Uncle Jiu is too old to be whimsical.

When Cheng Jieyi didn't know about it, the transcript of this notebook appeared on the desks of the three generals in the capital city.

Some people chopped up the notebooks and desks together, some threw them into the river casually, and some laughed and said, "If your majesty dares, you can try it."

When Cheng Jieyi finally freed up during the social animal time, he felt that it was time for him to leave the palace and go to the capital to meet a certain general.