There was no crib prepared in advance in the Imperial Study.
Emperor Yuanwu simply placed a soft cushion on the table where he was reviewing memorials and put Mu Qianqian on it.
That way, he could review memorials while watching Mu Qianqian suck her thumb.
Mu Qianqian: ...
Although this behavior is shameful.
But at this moment, as an infant, the act of sucking her fingers still brought her immense satisfaction.
She stared at the painting on the ceiling.
All she could think about was how to quickly restore her magic power so she could return to her original world.
The sound of Emperor Yuanwu sighing intermittently interrupted Mu Qianqian's thoughts.
She turned her head and glanced at Emperor Yuanwu, only to find him staring at a memorial, his brows furrowed deeply, as if forming a deep frown.
Based on Mu Qianqian's observation that Emperor Yuanwu would take a memorial from one side, review it, and then put it on the other side, Mu Qianqian deduced that he did so.
He probably still has at least several hundred memorials to review.
But by then it was already getting dark outside.
Is it after the morning court session tomorrow?
Another pile of folded documents will be handed in.
But it was precisely at this time that Emperor Yuanwu was feeling restless and uneasy.
Wu Jixiang came in and reminded him that he was going to Consort Zhen's palace that evening, and asked him if he wanted to have dinner there as well.
This was the first time Mu Qianqian had felt this deeply.
Being an emperor is really quite difficult.
Let's just leave the endless stream of memorials unresolved.
They also need to produce offspring for the royal family.
Every day after dark, dozens or even hundreds of concubines would line up, trying every possible way to sleep with him.
No wonder emperors throughout history have all had short lifespans.
How many leeks, oysters, and goji berries would I have to eat to replenish my damaged body?
Mu Qianqian: I feel sorry for him for one second, that's really the most I can do!
Out of consideration for her father's pitiful state.
She should still help him.
[Dad, you've worked so hard.]
Emperor Yuanwu heard his daughter's thoughts and turned to look at her.
"You think being an emperor is easy?"
Emperor Yuanwu put down his pen, pulled Mu Qianqian's finger out of her mouth, and wiped her hand with some disgust: "At least you have some conscience."
Mu Qianqian: ...
His father.
Just say what you want to say.
What are you doing, touching me inappropriately?
She's really enjoying her food!
[Dad, the reason you're so busy every day is mainly because people of your generation don't know how to categorize and organize.]
[You work so hard every day reviewing memorials because they all look exactly the same, regardless of their importance.]
[If you divide these folded documents into different colors, for example, yellow for greetings, red for important documents, and green for ordinary documents.]
When officials from various regions submit their memorials, you can have them categorized by color. This way, you can prioritize the important ones and simply skim over the greetings memorials.
Does this make your daily work much easier?
Mu Qianqian blinked her eyes haughtily.
No need to thank her.
These are all her little tricks for quickly slacking off.
Emperor Yuanwu listened to his daughter's heartfelt words and found them very reasonable.
He really likes Mu Qianqian more and more.
He glanced at the time.
Emperor Yuanwu felt that it was almost time for Mu Qianqian to nurse.
He got up, intending to take her back to Consort Shu's palace.
Mu Qianqian: ...
[Dad!]
You're really being unfair. I spent the whole afternoon working with you.
If you're going to favor that beautiful woman now, you'll have to send me back.
Couldn't you take me with you?
I haven't seen any classic Japanese adult films yet...
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