In the Great Xia Dynasty, Lin Mo, who had transmigrated to become the son of the founding Grand Marshal, found his family suspected by the Empress. Their military power was stripped away, his fathe...
“This matter will be discussed later!” Lin Mo replied. “Lord Sun, I entrust the selection of talents for our Great Xia to you. It is said that you have three sons, who must all be pillars of the nation. I believe that you can summon them back to the capital to serve Great Xia.”
“It’s good for them to gain some experience outside!” Sun Mian said calmly. “Returning to the capital too early will only invite criticism. Besides, what about Ruoxi after she marries His Highness?”
My three good-for-nothing sons will have to be very careful in everything they do from now on.
Otherwise, the trouble that would arise would be beyond your control, Your Highness..."
"If I become emperor, they will all be the emperor's brothers-in-law, and everything they do will become the focus of attention. They really need to be trained first!"
At the same time, the power is now in Lin Mo's hands, which is equivalent to it being in Sun Mian's hands.
He can call his sons back anytime; there's really no rush.
That old geezer Sun Mian is very meticulous in his thinking.
"Your Highness, would you like to see Ruoxi?" Sun Mian asked again. "This girl has been mentioning you quite often lately."
I want to! I really want to!
Lin Mo really wanted to take some time to have a simple romance and enjoy the romance between men and women.
He couldn't wait to marry Sun Ruoxi and happily drive around on the highway for a few days.
But the conditions don't allow it!
The "change of regime" brought too many troubles, and at this time Lin Mo also fully felt how tiring it was to be an emperor.
Managing state affairs from that position is a thousand times more tiring than defeating the 500,000-strong Dostoevsky coalition.
The memorials from various localities need to be processed, and the matter of liquidating the national treasury needs to be addressed.
River management, handling local natural disasters, managing salt routes, tea routes, taxation...
And then there were those endless courtiers. Lin Mo sat in the Regent's chair all day listening to their babbling, until his brain was numb and his buttocks ached.
Everyone talks about money, power struggles, and blatant flattery.
In contrast, Lin Mo began to miss Xu Chu.
Although this simpleton makes surprising remarks and speaks without thinking, every word he says is the absolute truth, without any deception.
They're much easier to get along with than these idiots and sycophants.
"If I had chosen a wise ruler back then, there wouldn't have been so much trouble," Lin Mo couldn't help but think. "I could have used the system to get a bunch of talented people to govern the country for free, and then indulged in the harem, driving, playing cards, and having fun. Wouldn't that have been better?"
However, it's clear that it's very tiring for a wise ruler to conquer the world; everything has a double-edged sword!
He sighed and replied, "My kingdom is busy with affairs of state, perhaps next time!"
After saying this, he cupped his hands in farewell to Sun Mian.