Chapter 30: After becoming an emperor, why is it so difficult to get a good night's sleep? [Ask for collection, ask for reading]

Looking at this series of data on the national information, Zhao Yu's brows subconsciously furrowed.

Although he knew that Huang Jingming, the general of the auxiliary state, had great influence in the court, he would never have thought that the combined influence of the other three parties would only exceed half of the influence of the general's faction!

No wonder I drew the emperor card of Emperor Han Xian, and I dared to take the other party's script......

Zhao Yu complained wildly in his heart.

In addition, there are faint signs of minority rebellion in the southwest and southeast.

In the southeast, General Huang had just personally led a large army to quell the chaos a few days ago, and if there was no accident, the situation should be able to ease up for a while, giving the imperial court time to adjust.

But in the southeast, the state capitals near the sea are also a headache.

In the early years, Zhao Yu had heard his father Zhao Qin occasionally mention that the southeast of the country was a barbarian land, with a very low degree of development, a vast and sparsely populated land, a mixture of Han and barbarians, and frequent poisonous miasma, which has always been the best choice for the imperial court to belittle officials.

In addition to these internal worries, there are more intractable external troubles.

Don't forget to garrison troops on the north bank of the Canglong River, eyeing the Jin Kingdom of Great Chu......

"I finally found out that this emperor is also a hard worker."

Zhao Yu couldn't help but sigh.

"Now is not the time to think so much, first slowly take the power of the DPRK and China into your own hands, win the battle with the general, and then say what to open up sources and reduce expenditure, and restore the homeland."

Thinking of the negative effects of the general auxiliary government in the national policy, Zhao Yu was full of depression.

Emperor Han Xian's emperor card can finally provide himself with 100 points of imperial power every month, but this negative effect has to deduct 200 points of imperial power every quarter, this time and again, he can only get 100 points of imperial power in three months.

That's about a little bit a day.

And that's not even counting the negative effects of other disgusting people......

Dear general, for the sake of the future of Da Chu, please die!

Zhao Yu raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, turned off the national information column, and then opened the personal information column.

As the illusory and transparent quaint picture scroll slowly unfolded, a line of regular script fonts that only he could see slowly appeared.

[September 9th of the sixth year of Da Chu Huangfeng (autumn)]

[Martial Arts 54, Domination 67, Military Strategy 57, Political Strategy 69, Wisdom 75, Literature 81, Charisma 85, Physical Strength 100, Health 100, Age 16.] 】

[Emperor: 600, Brilliant Points: 1000, Destiny: 0/1]

[Note: After the Emperor's prestige is reduced to 0, the most influential faction will definitely rebel, if the influence of the rebel faction exceeds 50%, the rebellion will definitely succeed!] 】

After reading his attributes, the corners of Zhao Yu's mouth twitched subconsciously.

His own body can be regarded as a child, and it is expected to have such a force value.

After all, he once asked Zhang Xiu for advice, and he also said that his strength should be able to reach the level of five grades, but he lacks actual combat, and it is good to be able to play five or six percent.

As for the other attributes, they are all not satisfactory, the literary 80 benefits from his identity as a traverser, and the charm 80 is completely due to his own excellent bloodline.

The royal family of Chu State, whether it is the children of Wuzong or Renzong, are all handsome and beautiful women in appearance, and they are also the kind of pure natural that does not retouch pictures and does not beautify their faces.

As for the absence of the attribute of morality?

Oh, what is the use of the emperor as a political animal, to be moral!

Turning off the system interface, Zhao Yu opened his eyes and looked out the window, but it was just the middle of the moon, so he coughed lightly.

"Your Majesty, do you want to sleep peacefully?"

From outside the door came the sound of Gao Lishi's careful inquiry.

Zhao Yu let out a faint "um".

Soon, several palace maids pushed open the palace door, walked in with clothes in hand, and washed and changed clothes for Zhao Yu.

Ignoring the shy or eager eyes of these palace maids, Zhao Yu waved them back after changing their clothes.

"Every day, I want to climb the dragon and the phoenix, climb to the sky in one step, and don't take a mirror to look at my appearance? Your Majesty is what you subordinates can think about? If it's like this again, don't blame our family for being ruthless and send you to the Huanyi Bureau! ”

Outside the window, there was a low shouting and scolding from Gao Lishi, and Zhao Yu, who was lying on the dragon couch, shook his head slightly and closed his eyes.

Now he doesn't have the energy to think about what he has or doesn't have......

Nothing was said all night.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up, it's time to go to court."

There was a low cry in his ears, Zhao Yu woke up from his sleep, rubbed his temples, looked out the window that was not yet bright, and asked:

"Lux, what time is it?"

"Back to Your Majesty, it's three o'clock now, and it will be early in more than half an hour."

Gao Lishi, who was standing next to the dragon couch, whispered.

Three quarters is equivalent to three forty-five in the Blue Star Celestial Empire, less than four o'clock, and the court meeting is at the end of the day, that is, it starts at five o'clock.

Between the time of Yin and the time of Mao, it is the time for the emperor to wash and prepare, which is almost half an hour, which is also abundant.

However, getting up so early is really not in line with Zhao Yu's habits!

Even in the Anguo Marquis's Mansion, he got up at the earliest time and the beginning of the morning, that is, between seven and eight o'clock.

It's really strange to get up so early every day and not die suddenly!

It is no wonder that only a handful of emperors of all dynasties have survived to survive past sixty......

When I am completely in power, I must change this damn early dynasty system!

Zhao Yu, who was angry when he got up, gritted his teeth and thought about it.

Under the service of the palace maids, wearing the dragon robe and crown, Zhao Yu looked at the handsome figure in the bronze mirror, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

As we all know, ugly people are not eligible to travel through rebirth to get the golden finger.

Glancing at Gao Lishi, who was standing on the side with his hands down, Zhao Yu took the lead and walked towards the outside of the Funing Palace, and said, "Let's go, today's court meeting, let me meet those Aiqing who will meet me!" ”

Seeing this, Gao Lishi, who was bowing down, hurriedly followed with small steps, and at the same time shook the dust in his hand and sang loudly:

"Go to court!"

On the royal road, sixteen tall and strong attendants carried the imperial chariot and walked in the direction of the Taiji Palace.

Gao Lishi held the dust whisk in his right hand, and held the pole of the sixteen imperial chariots in his left hand, his body was straight, and he followed with broken steps in high spirits.

In front of the royal car, two sturdy eunuchs walked in square steps, and every nine steps, they waved the dust whisk in their hands vigorously, reminding the palace servants along the road to avoid it quickly.

Zhao Yu was dressed in a red gold dragon robe, wearing a golden crown, and a bead curtain made of black jade beads, covering most of his face, making his whole person look more majestic and mysterious.

The imperial chariot stopped outside the Taiji Palace, Zhao Yu walked slowly down from the imperial chariot, and Gao Lishi on the side hurriedly stretched out his hand to support it.

Zhao Yu slowly walked into the Taiji Hall and looked at the throne on the imperial steps.

The throne surrounded by Kowloon is extremely spacious, more than enough for three people.

Feeling his violent heartbeat, Zhao Yu exhaled lightly, then his eyes lit up, and he strode forward and sat down.

Glancing at the empty hall, Zhao Yu nodded slightly to Gao Lishi, who was standing not far from him.

Gao Lishi shouted, and a slightly shrill majestic voice came out of the hall.

"Your Majesty has a decree, Xuan, civil and military courtiers enter the palace!"

Outside the Taiji Palace, Zhao Guoan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he led the way into the Taiji Palace, and the rest of the civil and military officials hurriedly followed.

At the same time as the civil and military officials entered the hall, a round of great sun slowly rose from the horizon, and in an instant, the morning glow filled the sky.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The courtiers' worship was like a tsunami from a mountain.

Zhao Yu sat on the dragon chair, looking at the figure of the leader, his heart was slightly cold, but the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

"All the ministers are flat!"

"Long live thanks!"

With another sound like a mountain roaring, the courtiers stood up.

The Great Dynasty Meeting officially kicked off.