At the end of the year, there were suddenly more memorials to be received. In previous years, the emperor would have been very annoyed, but this year he was relaxed. He put the bear's rope on his hand, swung it, and looked at Niu Ma An.
An Jiu has been sitting here reading memorials since noon, and it has been almost the entire afternoon.
Occasionally, when she was thirsty and wanted to drink water, the emperor would come over and personally pour her a cup.
An Jiu was flattered: "Your Majesty, you can't..."
How dare she let the emperor pour tea for her?
The emperor fiddled with the little bear, smiling as gently as the spring breeze of the moon: "It's okay, you've worked hard too."
Listen, listen, is this what the emperor should say?
This is too scary.
How could there be such a big change?
An Jiu's eyes finally fell on the little bear in the emperor's hand.
I guess it’s 돗’s credit.
Because the emperor has said it countless times since An Jiu started working.
【nice. 】
【녦Love. 】
How can there be something I love so much? 】
[Wow wow wow!] 】
[I like...]
[Xiaojiu, you are indeed a considerate and good servant. Today I will enthrone you as the Servant King...]
An Jiu: "..."
The slave king received a new memorial.
It was sent by Lord Yan.
He recounted his experiences of hunting down a mysterious killer and a perverted flower thief these days.
Every detail is covered and written with great sincerity.
You can tell at first glance that he is someone who wants to make progress.
An Jiu, however, felt a little scared after seeing this.
Lord Yan almost got them all killed last night.
That was a close call.
It seems I can’t go to Flower Street anymore.
"Yan 뀗 Jie!"
The emperor stood behind her at some point and naturally saw the contents of the memorial.
The emperor suddenly said: "He is very persistent."
An Jiu nodded: "Lord Yan is also very serious when writing memorials."
To be honest, Lord Yan is very serious about his work, and we cannot let his future be ruined just because the emperor has let down his guard.
The emperor hummed lightly and picked up the folding paper that An Jiu sent him to look at it.
In the past, Anjiu only had useful and useless things.
But later she discovered that although some officials talked about small things, they were very serious and pertinent.
Officials in small places only knew the direction of the imperial city. They had never met officials higher than their superiors, nor had they been to many places.
However, the memorial was written very sincerely and it was obvious that it was not perfunctory. An Jiu felt that such a person might be useful to the emperor.
Before, An Jiu thought that the aristocratic families were just the big families in the capital, and the emperor could kill them with just an imperial decree, and he had no idea of the threat they posed.
After reading so many memorials and the emperor's true feelings, she finally had a general understanding of the aristocratic families.
The real aristocratic families are the local tyrants, with thousands of clan members and tens of thousands of households and tenants.
They would marry each other, protect each other, and have followers all over the country.
They were rich and powerful, controlled a large population and land, and had their people in the imperial court.
They colluded with each other and undermined the emperor.
It's not that the emperor doesn't want to kill, but if one person kills, the whole body will be affected. Once those people feel that the emperor is against them, they will definitely fight back and fight to the death.
The late emperor wanted to get rid of the aristocratic families, and it was he who proposed the imperial examination system. Unfortunately, it had little effect. After all, most of the power and wealth were in the hands of the aristocratic families. Even if there were imperial examinations, few ordinary people could afford to go to school. Even if there were, these people who passed the exams were just marginal figures, and were either sent to some remote corners or squeezed out.
After the failure of the official, the late emperor started to deal with the military generals. This was the real reason why he allowed King Jing to enter the military camp. The late emperor secretly gave him a lot of help, and it took ten years to train King Jing.
Now that King Jing has the military power, it is equivalent to the right to speak, so the emperor can kill without restraint in the court.
King Jing also has a lot of military power, and General Zhenyuan should not be underestimated...
In addition, the officials headed by Prime Minister Jiang did not trust the emperor and were unwilling to accept it. They were trying to protect themselves, which was also quite a headache.
After reading the memorials for so long, An Jiu more or less realized that the emperor was selecting someone.
From these seemingly nonsense memorials, he selected people who were useful to him and whom he could employ.
Therefore, the emperor is not doing nothing, but he cannot act rashly, and he cannot even let those people know what he wants to do. He is biding his time and perhaps is still planning something.
The emperor took Yan Jie's letter, took a look at it, and threw it aside without any interest.
[He is a very useful person, but I'd better observe him for a while longer.] 】
An Jiu took a sip of water and continued reading the memorial.
The emperor walked on the ground swinging the little bear.
His mind was working rapidly, and the whole hall was filled with his voice. An Jiu could understand it at first, but later it became a jumbled mess.
Finally, the emperor stopped talking, and he sat on the chair next to him and continued to play with the little bear. He became the idle emperor who had nothing to do and was too lazy to even read the memorials...
The hall fell silent again.
…
The little bear was taken away by the emperor.
Anjiu decided to be a big bear for the tyrant.
Just like parents who never treat everyone equally, Anjiu also has a preference for tyrants.
Although this little guy is sometimes very annoying, it has to be said that in this strange environment, there are strange people everywhere. No matter whether the tyrant is cruel or childish, he is An Jiu's only "friend" in this deep palace.
Without him, An Jiu would be like other palace maids and eunuchs, living in fear and caution day after day, year after year.
She worried she was going crazy.
If she were a pure ancient person, she might accept everything that happened to her. In her shell, she had a clear mind and a free soul.
She couldn't stay here unchanged year after year.
And the tyrant...
Although it was troublesome, scary and exciting, it had to be said that it was precisely because of this excitement that Anjiu was still lively. She could feel that she was alive, not a puppet or a walking corpse.
In general, I would like to thank my leader for giving me this opportunity to work in the company, allowing me to train myself and learn things, and to earn a salary of 2,000 yuan a month to make a living.
Thanks to the company and the leadership.
I love going to work! ! !
At night, the emperor went to bed without causing any trouble.
And the tyrant arrived as expected.
He came with his little bear.
An Jiu asked him if he was hungry.
【Hungry! 】
As soon as An Jiu stood up, he heard him say, "No, I'm not hungry."
An Jiu was confused for a moment.
"Aren't you hungry?"
The tyrant shook his head.
He looked at Anjiu with his big, kazilan eyes.
An Jiu asked him: "Are you really not hungry?"
He nodded and then shook his head.
An Jiu: "..."
Are you hungry?
The tyrant still held the little bear and looked at Anjiu.
An Jiu smiled: "Talk when you are hungry."
That's still polite.
But the tyrant said: "I don't want Xiaojiu to be too tired."
An Jiu paused.
She looked at him deeply. Why did this little boy suddenly say such cheesy things? It made her want to cry.
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