The night breeze is blowing, the moon in the pond is like a huge disc, sparkling and flickering, and the town is lit up in the distance, although the town is not yet electrified, but kerosene lamps are extremely common in the wealthy homes.

This is a suburban town of Kailuan City in the north, which belongs to the Kailuan District and also belongs to the Kailuan Constituency in the electoral division of the Imperial House of Representatives.

Sitting on the edge of the pond, Ye Zhao was silently fishing.

The matchmaker's words made Ye Zhao's heart feel very angry, and after half a month of reuniting with the concubines in the capital, Ye Zhao went out of Beijing to relax, and unconsciously came to this northern town.

There was still a faint pain in his chest occasionally, but Ye Zhao knew that Jin Feng's death had really changed his state of mind, whether he had forgotten his feelings in the past, or anything, it was actually fake, and he was the supreme emperor in the gentle township, and he had never encountered real challenges and blows, and the death of his loved ones made Ye Zhao understand that this was the real real world, not the dreamlike stage of his own in the past, and he was not a real supreme god, this world was not his own toy, let alone Nanke's dream.

Since birth, as long as he wants, Ye Zhao has nothing that he can't get, including the position of the Ninety-Five Supreme, and the memory of his previous life makes Ye Zhao like a fish in water, with a far-sighted vision beyond the entire era, the politicians of this world seem to be played with by him, I thought that I could live with the whole family so comfortably, but I didn't know that the more I felt that I could hold everything in my hands, the more I lost the precious things, I would appreciate the fatality of that blow.

It's just that everything is in the past. Ye Zhao let out a long sigh.

Although he is outside the capital, the news of the capital is still received every day, the general election is imminent, and the candidates for the council in each constituency have already begun to use various means to compete for votes.

The empire will have the largest parliamentary group in the history of the world, and more than 2,000 seats will be elected in the House of Representatives after this election.

The Central Plains is densely populated, and the constituencies of parliamentarians are equally dense, and some counties with large populations are even divided into two constituencies. In the border areas, there are relatively few constituencies, such as the Tibetan Special Administrative Region, which has only a dozen constituencies and seats for parliament according to population. However, due to the different levels of education, the number of voters eligible for suffrage is even scarcer in various border areas, and parliamentarians may have to be elected by semi-official recommendation.

The election of councillors in the Kailuan constituency is in full swing, with a total of 10 candidates, including four non-partisan candidates, and in theory, Bai Haichuan, the candidate of the "Yuying Society", a small local political party, is the director of Kailuan Baiyun Middle School and has a good reputation in the local area.

It is believed that in this election, there will be some influential party members who are only in the local area to enter the Congress, and there will be no fewer candidates who will be elected, but I think it is only a temporary situation, and it will not be long before there will be a wave of large parties annexing small parties in the empire, and finally there will be a situation where several of the most influential parties will take turns in power.

In a speech in Ye Zhao's town, Bai Haichuan promised that once he was elected to the legislature, he would urge the city government to strengthen the patrol police force and change the law and order situation in the suburbs as soon as possible. Because of the suburbs of Kailuan, it seems that several robbery gangs have been derived from the coal stealing party of the railway, and the whereabouts of the day and night are secretive, and the Kailuan police have nothing to do with them for a while.

Although there are only four or five eligible voters in this town, the candidates are not afraid to be careless, and in many cases, convincing these voters requires the entire village to have a good opinion of them.

In the same way, through the matter of suffrage, the villagers will know more and more about the importance of education, and no matter how hard and tired they are, they will have to send the next generation to the school.

Thinking about the pros or cons of these various parliamentary candidates and the pros and cons of this election on the entire empire, Ye Zhao, who was floating on the sparkling lake, didn't pay attention to it.

"Your Majesty, it seems that the fish has been hooked." Beside him, a delicate and pleasant voice was heard.

Ye Zhao turned around, and a fancy face came into view, it was Fucha's, wearing a milky white gauze skirt, a gorgeous lace flower on the front chest covered her plump and delicate breasts, and a pair of pale yellow small socks with white lace were revealed under the elegant skirt, white flat-heeled sandals, and there was a sense of tranquility in the sense of different surnames.

The Fucha clan arrived at noon today, and the matchmaker asked Ye Zhao to choose a new concubine to accompany him in the message, and Ye Zhao named the Fucha clan.

Speaking of which, I'm really sorry for these new concubines, who have lived in the harem for four years and can't even see their own faces, how difficult it should be? Although it is the oldest good Ruwa, she is only twenty-four years old this year, and Fucha's is twenty-one years old, but in her life, how many years are there? Not to mention that it is the age of youth and beauty.

"Let's go, go back." Ye Zhao stood up, but he didn't care about the fish in the water who were churning in the pond and pulling the fishing rod down.

In the dark, I don't know how many people are crowded, and some people have gone to clean up the aftermath and get back the fishing rod.

This suburban town has a population of about a few hundred, it is a small farming village, it gradually prospered because of the rise of Kailuan, many men entered the city as workers, Ye Zhao bought the house of a large family in the east of the village, the green wall is a deep house, two in and two out, the ancient acacia hugs the building, quite quiet.

Ye Zhao is going to donate it to build a primary school after leaving, but he really doesn't know how many local house deeds there are in Zongren Mansion.

In the middle of summer, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, the crowd sitting at the entrance of the village has just dispersed, the lights in the village are gradually extinguished, no matter what, the old concept of touching the dark is not easy to change, although kerosene and candles are no longer a luxury, but the old tradition, naturally can be saved.

There was a lonely little boy standing at the entrance of the village, looking at the direction of Ye Zhao and the others, it was Ye Zhao's newly made "friend", every time Ye Zhao came back from fishing, he would give him some candy.

"Old acquaintance", Baozhu and other guards did not stop the little boy from approaching Ye Zhao, and now Baozhu has been promoted to the deputy head of the guard department, responsible for the important task of guarding the emperor this time.

"My sister is so beautiful, like a fairy, is she a young lady in the city? My mother said it was my uncle's wife. The little boy looked at Fucha with blank eyes, he had naturally never seen such a beautiful woman as Fucha. It's just that he felt slightly shy in front of the glamorous Fucha clan and didn't dare to look at it more.

Ye Zhao smiled: "Can't the young lady in the city be my wife?" He patted the boy's little head and said, "Go ahead." ”

The little boy nodded, turned his head and ran away, and stole a glance at Fucha before leaving.

Ye Zhao couldn't help laughing: "This kid has some vision and can see the ugly handsome." ”

Fucha's pretty face was slightly red, and he didn't dare to speak, but seeing that the emperor was in a good mood, he naturally breathed a sigh of relief.

I heard that the emperor has been diligent in government affairs in recent years, and he has just returned to the Forbidden City and gone to other places, but he doesn't want her to accompany him, but Fucha didn't feel very happy, and even a little afraid, as if the emperor became strange because of the death of Concubine Yi, he only saw the emperor twice, and he didn't know the emperor's taboos, in case he said the wrong thing and made the emperor angry, but he didn't know how tragic the end would be.

What's more, what Xiao Cui said is still cold in her ears, she met the emperor twice, and both times ended with the aggravation of Concubine Yi's illness, but I was afraid that the emperor would think that she had killed Concubine Yi, and this time I called her alone to accompany her, I was afraid that she would punish her, or even kill her quickly.

Thinking of this, the Fucha clan couldn't help but shudder.

"Is it cold?" Ye Zhao looked at her strangely, but her clothes were thin, but she didn't have a lot of clothes to help her protect from the cold. Immediately stretched out his hand, and a female guard handed over the blanket, and Ye Zhao personally draped it on the shoulders of the Fucha clan.

Fucha's delicate body trembled, the more gentle and considerate the emperor was to her, the more she felt that she was about to be in trouble, and in her impression, the emperor was not a tender person.

Look around, followed by four or five Lan Ling guards dressed up, but in the dark, I don't know how many guards are guarding the emperor, and the beautiful female guard who falls half a step behind the emperor seems to be called a treasure bead, and the Fucha clan is also extremely afraid of her.

Just an hour ago, the Fucha clan saw a bloody massacre with their own eyes, a group of shear-cutting thieves may have already targeted the emperor, most of them are people from the town, one of the literati has also chatted with the emperor, it is these people who can be let over by the secret whistle, but I don't know why, still a dozen steps away, suddenly screamed again and again, although she was quickly blocked in front of the female guard, but the bloody short sword flying in Baozhu's hand, a bloody hand holding a dagger soaring into the sky still almost scared her.

Soon the pond was calm again, and even the blood was gone, but Fucha could imagine that the six or seven men were only afraid of being cut into meat sauce in the flight of a dagger with a sharp iron handle.

And the emperor, as if nothing had happened, still sat there quietly fishing, the emperor's heart is really as hard as a rock, right?

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, and the whole body of the Fucha clan is very cold, as if it is an ice cave all around.

Ye Zhao saw that Fucha's face was getting paler and paler, and he suddenly saved his eyes and said, "Didn't you see something just now?" It's me who is not good, and I should leave immediately. ”

Fucha didn't know why, he felt that every word of the emperor was gloomy, the more gentle it was, the more frightening it was, the snow-white teeth seemed to eat her, maybe she really thought that she was the White Tiger Star who killed Concubine Yi, right?

Ye Zhao didn't know that the matchmaker's sentence of "cherishing the people in front of him" made him a "devil", and he deliberately treated the people around him better, perhaps for his identity, it seemed terrifying.

The bloody case just now, thinking that the gang was one of the gangsters who cut the path, the crime was extremely heinous, they assassinated the emperor, and they were all killed on the spot, but Ye Zhao didn't expect that the martial arts of the treasure bead were so good, a few years have passed, and the inner court guards have changed greatly from ten years ago in terms of equipment and mental outlook and temperament, the training is more systematic, the sense of honor of the royal guards is stronger, and the means of protecting the emperor are also more ruthless.

Just now, more than a dozen close guards used the sword net intertwined with snow and cold blades to be pleasing to the eye, fast as lightning, and the action was so fast and swift that it was almost like an art movie, one step closer, and then a sword was cut down, and the bandit couldn't even scream, so he covered his throat and fell, and in just a few seconds, there were seven more cold corpses of uninvited guests on the ground.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that one of the path cutters turned out to be a candidate for councillors in his constituency, and the rest of the people were mostly villagers from his own village, these people would not have been able to get within a few steps of him, and they would have been stopped by the secret sentinel.

Thinking about it, everyone really wants to run for parliament, Ye Zhao couldn't help but shake his head, but is there no hypocrite among the parliamentarians? Everything lies in the supervision and balance of power, and he is a hypocrite, and he has to disguise it for a lifetime.

(To be continued)