Chapter 218 A Perfect Match
Pei Yunjing's chest vibrated, emitting a series of low, pleasant, and even somewhat relieved laughs.
"Ha ha……"
He laughed so hard his shoulders were shaking, and he even buried his head in the crook of Tangli's neck, laughing like a child who had finally been relieved of a heavy burden.
Tang Li was a little confused by his laughter, and reached out to push him: "What are you laughing at? Is it funny that I said I'm going to raise pigs?"
"No, it's not funny."
Pei Yunjing raised his head, his phoenix eyes filled with tiny starlight, a sense of ease and comfort that Tang Li had never seen before.
He cupped Tangli's face in his hands and gave her a hard kiss on her puffed-up lips:
"I am pleased."
"What are you so happy about?"
“I’m so happy…” Pei Yunjing’s lips curled up, his eyes full of admiration. “My beloved consort and I share the same views.”
He released his grip, leaned back against the soft cushions of the couch, his posture utterly languid, his tone filled with disdain for that supreme position:
"You also think that dragon throne is uncomfortable to sit on, right?"
"Of course!" Tangli pouted. "It's made of gold, cold and hard. You have to add a cushion in winter, and your butt hurts after sitting for a long time."
"Exactly."
Pei Yunjing nodded in deep agreement, as if he had found a kindred spirit:
"That broken chair, although it looks shiny, is actually rock hard and very uncomfortable."
He reached out and patted the thick, soft, and warm daybed covered with white fox fur, letting out a sigh from the depths of his soul:
"Nothing is as comfortable as our soft couch at home."
"Sitting there, you not only have to maintain an air of importance, but you also have to be constantly on guard against the people below plotting against you. They can't hold you or hug you, and even yawning will be noted down by the censors."
Pei Yunjing's eyes were cold:
"Even a dog wouldn't want that kind of life."
If the civil and military officials outside heard these words, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood on the spot.
The position they fought tooth and nail for, even risking the lives of their entire families, was, in this man's mouth, not even as good as a soft cushion at home.
"so……"
Tang Li looked at him with bright, sparkling eyes and tentatively asked:
"Does Your Highness mean... we're quitting?"
"I quit."
Pei Yunjing answered decisively, without the slightest hesitation.
He pulled Tangli back into his arms, his fingers twirling her hair as he spoke lightly, as if deciding what to have for breakfast the next day:
"Since you don't want to be empress, don't want to get up early, and don't want to deal with all that nonsense..."
"What's the point of me sitting alone in that cold, impersonal seat?"
If it's to give her unparalleled honor, he can sit in that position.
But since she prefers the freedom and everyday life, then this empire is a burden to him.
“But…” Tang Li said with some worry, “A country cannot be without a ruler for a day. If you don’t take the throne, who will? We can’t bring back that deposed Zhao Yuan, can we?”
"Him?" Pei Yunjing sneered. "He doesn't even deserve it?"
He squinted, quickly reviewing the list of misfits and outcasts in the royal family in his mind.
Most of the adult princes were wicked and had already been largely eliminated in the previous factional struggles.
The rest...
Pei Yunjing's gaze suddenly became somewhat subtle, revealing a scheming and wicked edge.
"The Great Sheng dynasty cannot be thrown into chaos; an emperor... is still necessary."
He curled his lips into a smile, leaned close to Tang Li's ear, as if plotting some earth-shattering case:
"Since we don't want to do this kind of chore..."
"Then let's pick a sucker to do it."
Tang Li was taken aback: "A sucker?"
"right."
A wicked glint flashed in Pei Yunjing's eyes:
“Find a young, obedient member of the royal family, preferably one who is still quite naive, and put him in that position.”
“In name he is the emperor, but all he needs to do is sit there as a mascot, receive the homage of the officials, and listen to the nagging of those old men on our behalf.”
"As for important matters of state..."
Pei Yunjing said casually:
"I will continue to serve as regent, wielding real power, but I will not be required to attend official business. I will make the decisions on major matters, and leave the minor ones to the prime minister."
"In that case..."
He looked at Tang Li and smiled like a cunning old fox who had just stolen some fish:
“Now that we have supreme power, no one will dare to bully you. And we won’t be bound by those red tapes, so we can raise pigs and grow grapes on the estate every day.”
"What do you think of this plan, my dear consort?"
Tang Li was stunned.
This...this is simply the ultimate form of capitalism! They only get dividends, do no work, and still enjoy the highest level of benefits!
"Your Highness!"
Tang Li excitedly hugged Pei Yunjing's neck, planted a kiss on his cheek, and looked at him with adoration.
"You're so... mean! But I like it!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Inside the study, the two men's wicked laughter echoed.
"Then it's settled."
Pei Yunjing was in a great mood and waved his hand:
"Tomorrow, summon all those brats from the imperial clan to the manor."
"We're having a talent show."
Choose an unlucky soul to inherit this vast empire (and endless memorials to the emperor).
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