Su Liuyu's nightmare suddenly improved.

Every time he went to bed in the past few days, Shen Huaizhou comforted him.

"Our Liuyu is different from Emperor Chengde."

She thinks about it too.

She is not an ancestor.

The ancestor used force to conquer the world, she was outwitted, and naturally it was different.

Not to mention.

It is also a good thing to have ancestors as a reference.

She will do a good job of stabilizing the society, so that the prestige of the Great Wei State will last for thousands of years, and her people will enjoy peace forever.

There is one thing that makes her puzzled.

She has been reading the history of the Great Zhou Kingdom in the past few days, and she has turned over the book without mentioning why the ancestor committed suicide.

I only know that as soon as Wei Changning died, the Five Kingdoms fell apart in an instant, and the political achievements of ascending the throne in the past few years were all over at once.

"Luckily, I didn't think about abdicating." She shouted: "Back then, the ancestors wantonly let go of power, and once they left the dynasty, the government and the opposition were in turmoil, which actually caused the five-nation alliance to collapse, and the lives of the people were miserable for a long time. ”

That's irresponsible, isn't it?

"Fortunately, there is Master's advice." Su Liuyu put down the history of the country: "Otherwise, I will be a sinner in the future generations." ”

Shen Huaizhou handed over a new cup of tea and smiled gently.

"Tomorrow is going to be early, and you won't go to bed yet?"

Not again!

In the past few days, Su Liuyu has just returned to China, and the DPRK and China have been exempted from dealing with the backlog of folds in recent times.

She wanted to work overtime.

But they don't want their ears to be pure.

For a while, she will either drink ginseng soup or tonic, and she will be nagged to death.

"It's almost good, Master, you are becoming more and more similar to the old ministers of the court."

Shen Huaizhou drew the pen in her hand.

"It's time for the teacher, the old man is naturally going to bed."

"It's my mistake, don't be angry, Master!"

......

In the fifth year of Shunqi, August 18.

The languishing and paralyzed Great Wei Dynasty finally opened.

Before the end of the day, the courtiers in front of the noon gate gathered in high spirits.

Of course.

Small groups have changed again.

Previously, the big guys were divided into three parties.

The old ministers of the three provinces are one party.

The favored trio is a party.

The protégés of the Son of Heaven are a party.

Now it's different.

Da Liang, Da Yue, these old ministers of the three provinces, divided into one party.

The three parties of the Great Wei decided to fight together.

Consistent xenophobia.

"If you want to be favored, or the official is favored, this speculation of the holy will, what do these old men know?"

Master Mi held his head high, looked at those ministers with small eyes, and snorted.

The courtiers of the Great Wei also chimed in.

"We are all accompanying the emperor to come over."

"Can this be the same?"

"If you want to talk about being favored, it's still our Mi people who are favored."

In the past, they didn't look down on Mi Daren's strength to compete for favor.

It's different now.

This competition is under great pressure, isn't it about competing for favor?

Who wants to be transferred?

They all want to follow the emperor.

"According to what you see, the emperor won't really transfer us out."

A young man was apprehensive and asked.

"How does this official know?"

That's what worries people.

The emperor returned to China for three days to deal with the backlog of government affairs, and Master Mi didn't see him.

"I hope that Master Mi will give me a few kind words."

"Yes, let's rely on Mi-sama."

"It's just that Mi-sama can guess the holy will."

When he said this, Master Mi felt weak for a while.

He's worried, too.

To talk about the ability to compete for favor.

He would cry.

You can't hug the emperor's thighs in front of the ministers in the Jinluan Palace.

It's not all about losing face there.

Here, Lord Mi is surrounded by people competing for favor.

The first assistant of the cabinet over there was also surrounded by a crowd of people vying for favor.

"If you want to say that you are favored, or Lord Fu is favored, this emperor is taught by Lord Fu himself."

"We still have to rely on Master Fu's kind words."

The head of the cabinet waved his hand.

"Yes, we foreign ministers can't be compared to them."

Competing for favor, they are also serious.

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