Ji Xiaoxiao, disguised as Elizabeth, was now living under the skin of Elizabeth. Agnes's fame was widespread; with a single call to arms, the former soldiers of the Agnes family were moved.

Without hesitation, they rebelled, launched a counterattack, seized Starships and airships from the Star Empire, and set sail with their loved ones and friends, filled with fervent hopes for life and the future, all smiles as they headed toward Sacramento.

Once there is one, there will be two, and once there are two, there will be three. More and more planets are reporting rebellions by former Agnes's army, shocking everyone in the Star River Empire.

"The empire is about to change."

"A change of power? Not just a change of regime, but a change of hands."

Long Aotian was indeed a genius that the royal family had only seen once in a century, but no one is perfect. Long Aotian's outrageous deeds were enough to make him go down in history: collecting beauties, indulging in lust, neglecting state affairs, being narrow-minded, and killing his own relatives...

"It's none of my business, so I'll stay out of it." These trivial matters are just something ordinary people watch the show for, maybe grumble a bit if they feel wronged, and then go about their business as usual the next day. But the deal between Long Aotian and the Dark Star people chilled them to the bone. What are the humans who attack Dark Star with four starships every year? What are they? Poultry waiting to be slaughtered?

Even animals cherish their lives, let alone humans.

Long Aotian crossed the line for ordinary civilians in the Star River Empire.

The foundation of a nation lies in its countless ordinary people. If they support you, you are a supreme emperor. If they despise you, a plucked phoenix is ​​no better than a chicken; they will beat a drowning dog. Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it; Long Aotian is about to fall.

Imperial Palace of the Star Emperor, Celestial Hall.

"You bunch of good-for-nothings!" Long Aotian's eyes were bloodshot.

No wonder Long Aotian was furious; the rumors had hurt him deeply. He had worked diligently for the country and its people, day and night, so how could he have become a debauched and tyrannical ruler?

"Your Majesty, please calm down," the ministers said in unison.

"Calm down? How do you expect me to calm down? Do you want me to just kick the bucket?"

Long Ao was so angry that smoke seemed to rise from his head. The string of reason in his mind was taut, ready to snap at any moment.

“We had no such intention,” said an elderly minister. “Your Majesty, rumors are simply impossible to suppress. The Network Monitoring Bureau is monitoring all channels of information exchange on the interstellar network day and night. For every one comment deleted, ten more, even more offensive ones, immediately appear. The Network Monitoring Bureau is powerless to stop them.”

"Willing but unable? Don't make excuses, you're just a bunch of good-for-nothings who can't even handle this small matter." In Long Aotian's view, he couldn't even handle this small matter properly. Calling these ministers good-for-nothings was only because he took pity on them, considering their old age, weak health, and bad temper.

The ministers, kneeling on the ground, exchanged silent conversations with their heads bowed, doing their utmost to discredit themselves and recommending talented individuals with eloquent tongues to deal with Long Aotian.

After much back and forth, General Liu was eventually pushed out.

"A bunch of cowardly old men who are afraid of death."

General Liu glared fiercely at his friends who had stabbed him twice.

The mischievous friend muttered to himself, "Better to die than to die, my friend."

"Your Majesty, I have a way to stop the rumors that are deliberately slandering you."

"Whether they die or not, the sooner they die, the sooner they'll be reborn," General Liu suggested to Long Aotian, proposing to make an example of them. He suggested imprisoning all those spreading rumors and using severe punishment to stop their spread.

"General Liu, I never expected you to be so resourceful."

Long Aotian's anger turned into a smile. General Liu's method of making an example of someone was good, but a year or two of imprisonment was not enough. More severe measures were needed, such as using those ignorant people who spread rumors as reserve food and sending them to the Dark Star next year.

"Slap." Long Aotian slapped the armrest of the dragon throne.

Great, that's a brilliant idea.

This would both quell the rumors and solve the problem of paying tribute next year—killing two birds with one stone.

"General Liu, I'm leaving this matter to you." After a pause, Long Aotian added, "General Liu, those people are the tribute to the Dark Star People next year, so you must pay close attention to them."

A gift to the Dark Aliens?

General Liu stared wide-eyed, his mouth slightly open as he breathed heavily.

Does Long Aotian really not treat his people as human beings?

...

Spring goes and autumn comes, it is a time of abundant harvest.

Nearly four months have passed since the great battle, and Sacramento welcomes its annual harvest festival. Colorful ribbons and red lanterns adorn the streets, and the sweet aroma of the harvest fills the air. The joy of the bountiful harvest dispels the sorrow of separation and loss; the grief on the faces of adults and children slowly fades, replaced by joyful smiles as they greet the bright sunrise of the future.

In Xingcheng, at the Xingzhu's grand villa, two large red lanterns hung at the entrance.

"Did Long Aotian put all those gossipy people in jail?" Ji Xiaoxiao said, looking at the document in her hand, without a trace of schadenfreude or schadenfreude.

"The rumors about the king who lost his country grew out of control and became increasingly rampant. Long Aotian was furious and ordered the star lords of each planet to imprison the people who spread the rumors in preparation for next year's tribute."

"He has quite the plan. The shameful act of selling out the people for personal gain is now legally justified in his hands." Ji Xiaoxiao closed the file and casually placed it on the desk.

"Lord Star, is there anything amiss in the document?"

Ji Xiaoxiao patted the document and said, "There is nothing wrong with it. You are very good. You were able to arrange a large number of defectors in a short time and also found out the spies from all sides. I have no complaints about you."

"So, Star Lord, is there something troubling you?"

The gloom on Ji Xiaoxiao's face was so intense that even a blind person would find it hard to ignore.

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