After finishing his meal, he let out a satisfied burp, patted his round belly, and smiled contentedly.

This trip to the capital, and I even got to eat a big meal in front of the Empress, it was definitely worth it!

The other two adults also noticed Yan Jiu's behavior, secretly chuckled, and continued to eat politely.

Murong Yue nodded repeatedly.

The person she was looking for was someone who didn't waste food.

However, that alone is far from enough; strong combat power is also essential. In human bases, only those with powerful fists can command respect.

The strength of military force determines everything.

As the saying goes, political power grows out of the barrel of a gun!

Huh?

Murong Yue rested her chin on her hand. "That sounds familiar...where have I heard it before?"

After thinking for a while without reaching a conclusion, she turned to the four people in front of her and calmly ordered, "Let's have a fight."

Gaa!

Zhang Bingcheng almost couldn't resist turning around and leaving.

He's a civil servant, a civil servant! A civil servant!

Why fight? And why in the imperial court?

They went to govern Suizhou, not to fight and kill. Why should they fight?

Only Xu Qing, the Minister of Justice who had personally visited Suizhou, understood His Majesty's intentions.

Although Yang Yong's power has been eradicated, his influence is complex and far-reaching, making it difficult to avoid the possibility that some of his followers may have slipped through the net.

Furthermore, it is by no means easy to completely change the local customs; it requires sufficient time for gradual settling and adjustment.

At this critical moment, Suizhou desperately needs a daring and capable prefect to take charge and govern the region.

Your Majesty is truly farsighted.