Princess Quan had the emperor's bedchamber prepared and moved in herself.
Quan Zhan was moved into her original small room.
Unfortunately, the maid urinated in the small room today, and she even made the maid clean it up.
Now that Quan Zhan has moved in, there's less of a surprise in it.
Tonight, she doesn't plan to cultivate; instead, she intends to create some war weapons that have never appeared in this era—energy guns, energy suits, and supernatural talismans.
These three things were the results of her research in her previous life, and laid the foundation for her to become a regional overlord.
The night was not pleasant; the wind was rising and the clouds were swirling, seemingly foreshadowing an impending storm.
...
The following day, during court, Princess Quan sat alone on the throne, still wearing her high ponytail, casual clothes, and her ever-familiar flip-flops.
Even dressed like this, no one dared to utter a sound, for they were genuinely afraid of Princess Quan.
They secretly despised Princess Quan, even believing that someone like her would inevitably lead the empire to its eventual destruction.
They were not optimistic about her taking power.
Suddenly, Quan Ji spoke coldly, "Minister of the Ministry of Works, Lu Ziban."
Lu Ziban felt a wave of discomfort wash over him. His legs went weak, and he stepped forward, cupping his hands in greeting, "Young Miss."
Has he done anything wrong lately? Has he done anything to offend the young lady?
Quan Ji asked, "The Ministry of Crafts has been performing poorly recently, with no progress in the past six months. Why is that?"
Lu Ziban immediately knelt down, kowtowing in fear, and banging his head on the ground.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is powerless to do anything about it. With weapons now standardized, it's difficult to make any breakthroughs. This isn't a matter of your ability! The surrounding countries are all in the same situation."
Quan Ji's eyes were cold as she sneered, "Why compare ourselves to those weak nations? Why can't my Holy Glory Empire strive to be number one?"
Lu Ziban found it difficult to speak again, "Young Miss, our Department of Crafts has many geniuses, but few are truly innovative..."
Quan Ji yawned. "Can someone who can't be innovative be called a genius? That's a very low bar."
Lu Ziban was trembling all over, he was furious.
I have a hundred thousand complaints in my heart, but I dare not say them out loud.
If you're so good at mocking others, then you do it yourself.
You can't be called a genius if you can't innovate; you don't even understand what forging is!
Just as he was thinking this, the entire hall heard Quan Ji's cold voice.
"I was a bit bored yesterday, so I drew some weapon and armor designs. Lu Ziban, take a look at these new designs and see what you think."
Lu Ziban was dumbfounded.
No...you actually came?
No, design drawings are just any sketch you draw; they can all be called design drawings. What's so special about them?
He steeled himself and went up to take the design drawings from Quan Ji's hands and began to look at them.
The crowd below were also eagerly waiting to see Lu Ziban's reaction and to see Quan Ji make a fool of herself.
Mocking someone's expertise while showing off their own design drawings is truly like showing off one's limited skills before an expert.
They don't act like proper leaders, they don't do anything practical, and they spend all their time doing these empty things. If word gets out, they'll really embarrass their Holy Glory Empire!
However, things did not go as they wished.
The moment Lu Ziban saw the design drawings for the "energy gun," his pupils dilated instantly, and he couldn't contain the surprise on his face.
This... this energy gun design is amazing! It's more convenient than bows and arrows and ordinary pistols, has greater firepower, and... its energy is limitless. If they can make it, the weaponry capabilities of their Holy Glory Empire will definitely see a qualitative leap!
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