The king looked at him and nodded slightly.
Teng Shuchang is currently extremely busy, wishing he could be divided into five people. The temporary court needs him to oversee things, he needs to review memorials, he also needs to check the bank accounts, he has to keep an eye on Fang Zhiyi's movements, and he can't even relax in the military camp, after all, this war is not over yet.
Teng Shuchang only gets two hours of rest a day. He feels helpless in this high-intensity work environment. In contrast, Fang Zhiyi, the puppet emperor, is much more carefree than him.
Once he finished his work at the bank, Fang Zhiyi would take the soldiers responsible for protecting his "safety" out for a stroll. These soldiers also thought Fang Zhiyi was a bit strange. Any other emperor would feel like he was being monitored, but Fang Zhiyi would take the initiative to call them every day.
"Hey you, call your general over here!"
"Xiao Si! Where's your captain? What's he doing patrolling? Does he mean the army won't train if he's not here? Go and call him, I found a great spot yesterday."
Originally, there were only about ten people responsible for monitoring him, but now when he goes out, dozens of people follow him, ranging from deputy generals to soldiers. Fang Zhiyi is also generous; he has money now!
First, he went to a restaurant for a meal, then to browse the bird market and look at antiques. As darkness fell, he led dozens of Mangchao soldiers to a brothel. Not only that, he also gave each soldier a sum of money. Holding a wine cup in one hand and waving it wildly with the other, he shouted, "I haven't been this happy in years! Drink! Play! You're not giving me face if you don't spend all this money! Understand?"
"Understood!" dozens of people answered in unison.
Fang Zhiyi swayed as she put her arm around the deputy general's shoulder: "General Wu, I have something to say, but I don't know if I should."
General Wu, his face flushed with pride, clutched a silver note in his pocket: "Your Majesty, please speak boldly! What else is there for us brothers to say!"
Fang Zhiyi pointed to a few vendors not far away: "I'm not stupid, hiccup. You all know what I do every day, and you even have those brothers watching me. It's nothing, I understand. I'm under orders, aren't I?"
General Wu looked in the direction he was pointing and indeed saw several familiar faces: "What does Your Majesty mean? Should I go and chase them away?"
Fang Zhiyi shook her head and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, you all have missions to complete, don't make things difficult for the brothers, but I'm a little embarrassed."
General Wu looked at Fang Zhiyi with suspicion; the emperor had gotten drunk again.
“We eat while they watch, we stroll around while they follow, we… hiccup, we play while they watch.” Fang Zhiyi patted his chest. “We’re all brothers who risked our lives for military merit together, this isn’t right.”
Another deputy general chimed in, "Hey, Your Majesty, no, Brother Fang, just ignore them. They're under the direct command of the Grand General, so what's wrong with letting them watch over them? Huh?" He had clearly drunk quite a bit too; this Li Chao wine, though mild, had quite a kick. "You bunch of bastards, I spit on you!"
Fang Zhiyi quickly stopped him: "You've already called me 'little brother,' haven't you?"
The lieutenant, his eyes glazed with drunkenness, said, "Of course. Even though you're the emperor, your country has fallen. Calling you 'brother' is perfectly acceptable."
General Wu's expression changed: "General, what nonsense are you talking about?"
General A snorted through his nose: "Brother Fang doesn't think anything of it, so Brother Wu, you shouldn't feel uncomfortable saying anything either. In my opinion, Brother Fang, although you are not the emperor, you are this!" He gave a thumbs up.
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