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Chapter four hundred and ninety fifth, the first of its kind in history

It is really difficult for modern people to understand the weight of the emperor's title. Even if Liu Xiang had lived in the Han Dynasty for ten years, he would not be sure.

The emperor takes turns to sit in my house this year;

Dynasties change, emperors alternate, and whoever has the biggest fist can ascend to the top.

This is the common understanding of modern people towards the throne.

But the Han people are different.

Since the Xia and Shang Dynasties, for two weeks from east to west, the First Emperor ruled the world, and finally the Liu family ruled the country. Each generation of emperors was favored by God, and they were the sons of God. There was divinity in that position, and the world firmly believed in it.

Especially during the four hundred years of the Han Dynasty, the new dynasty Wang Mang usurped the throne, and Guangwu brought order to the chaos. Now the troubled times have returned, warlords have divided the country, and Liu Xiang has emerged. Now he has occupied the land of Kyushu, and he is not far away from unifying the world.

The rise of the Han Dynasty is just around the corner.

This gave the Liu family bloodline a sacred cloak, and all the big men, from the ministers to the servants, were murmuring in their hearts.

Could it be destiny?

Cui Yi is not an extremely superstitious person, but his thinking cannot break away from the shackles of the times, and it is inevitable that he will feel awe.

Liu Xiang's coronation ceremony was like a switch, suddenly making him obedient.

It's not just him, other people also have this situation to some extent, but it's not so obvious.

The scolded visitor was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a thud. Without any high-spirited attitude of scolding the rebellious ministers and traitors, he tremblingly apologized: "Your Majesty, forgive me, I will die!"

"Okay, let's get down."

Liu Xiang was indeed very angry, but he did not punish this person. It was not a good habit to punish his subordinates when he was angry. He had too much power. Now he has become the emperor of a feudal empire. There is no restriction on dictatorship, so it is even more important.

Always discipline yourself.

Never develop a violent temper.

The reason why people are human is that they can control their emotions and desires.

The visitor, whose name he didn't even know, left with a lot of thanks.

Liu Xiang looked helplessly at Cui Yi who was yelled at.

Today is not a good time to have a heart-to-heart talk.

Forget it, there is no need to force it, maybe it is just a temporary emotion, and it will be fine after a while.

He didn't want to lose Cui Yi as a friend. Although it was a bit naive to still want to have friends after becoming an emperor, he was really lonely.

"Zi'an, please go back first. Let's have a few more drinks at the banquet tonight."

The sun was gradually sinking in the west, and the sunlight was glowing with a dark golden color, shining on the land of late autumn. The Longshou Plain was dimly yellow, the cool breeze was blowing, and the yellow leaves were falling. Liu Xiang felt a little lonely.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will take my leave."

Cui Yi walked down the steps, like a big black bear arching his back. His strong body contained the strength of a liger. The toughness honed by long battles could be felt from a long distance away.

But even such a stubborn person dared not sit down in front of him, looking cautious and trembling.

Is this the Nine-Five Supreme?

Liu Xiang was sitting on the steps, looking at His Majesty Dan, the soldiers standing tall with their chests held high, carrying swords and halberds, and the attendants standing quietly in the corridor with their heads bowed.

It seems that I need to adapt to my new identity.

He lifted up his robe and stood up, walked out of the front hall and walked towards Jiaofang Palace.

Zhen Jiang has already moved into this palace.

The queen's canonization requires an edict tomorrow. The other ladies did not move into the Weiyang Palace. They moved from the North Palace to the Gui Palace, where the concubines lived.

When they walked into the palace, they found an abacus and a pile of account books placed on Zhen Jiang's desk.

There are quite a lot of account books. The volumes are stacked two to three feet thick, and half a file is piled up. It looks like there are hundreds of volumes.

Liu Xiang couldn't help but advise: "The sky is not bright, let's do it tomorrow, don't hurt your eyes."

All the business of the Zhen family is taken care of by Zhen Jiang, as well as the expenses of the harem, which she also needs to worry about. Accounting and auditing have almost become her daily routine.

The style of strong business women is increasingly evident.

"It's just a brief look." Zhen Jiang said with a smile: "Your Majesty is tired of worrying about it. It's a concubine's crime."

There was unconcealable joy in her eyes.

How can you not be happy? Wanting your mother to honor the world is like a dream.

She didn't have much help in the outer court, her two brothers were young, and the family had to rely on her to support herself. Both the Cao family and the Mi family were eyeing this position.

Fortunately, my husband is nostalgic.

Her heart was overflowing with happiness.

"I am looking at the yellow records of Weiyang Palace and Gui Palace. Many palaces and pavilions have been damaged. Your Majesty has ascended the throne and ruled the world. His dignity must not be lost. It must be repaired. According to my wishes, a new palace should be rebuilt to show his dignity.

Your Majesty’s achievement!”

"No need to repair, no money." Liu Xiang shook his head: "Even if I live in a thatched house, who dares to underestimate me? There is no need to show off anything."

"Yes, yes, looking at the world, who dares to despise His Majesty? There are not many people who don't want to die." Zhen Jiang is no longer surprised. My husband has always been unwilling to spend more money on residence, but on military affairs and people's livelihood, that is

He is not stingy with gold and silver. Is this the Mingjun Holy Master?

She smiled with her eyebrows crooked, and advised in a soft voice: "Your Majesty has ascended the throne, and he claims that he still needs to pay attention to it. Palaces always need to be repaired, and at least hidden dangers must be checked, so that you can live comfortably, right?"

He blinked his big bright eyes and said slyly: "Your Majesty doesn't need to pay, I have money!"

Liu Xiang thought this was a good thing. Zhen Jiang was a young rich woman, and her land fleet, sea fleet, and shops in Youji and Hebei states, all her gold and silver, were gone to the sea.

He made a very serious request: "Don't use the Zhen family's money."

"I will use my own dowry."

"Just a little repair. Don't add those pearls, jade, and fragrant wood. It's too extravagant. Build more public toilets for servants and repair the culverts."

The palaces of the Han Dynasty often inlaid gems, jade and precious fragrant wood on the eaves, doors and windows, and even on the eaves. It was so extravagant that Liu Xiang felt it was unnecessary. He always advocated frugality and set an example.

Zhen Jiang blessed his body mischievously: "I will obey your Majesty's instructions!"

Liu Xiang smiled, sat down on the soft couch, and sighed self-deprecatingly: "I just came to the throne, and I have to use the queen's dowry to repair the palace. It's really..." He paused, not sure which word to use.

, can express the complicated mood now.

"Is it really... a historical precedent?"

Zhen Jiang joked: "Your Majesty is the emperor of the past and the present!"

"There is really no one who can use the queen's private room. Forget it, there will be only one emperor through the ages." Liu Xiang had money, but he was also short of money. There were too many things he wanted to do.

"You don't know, but I am not stingy. The Jinchuan Guards want to build a bastion, and there is also a road from Chang'an to the Western Regions. It is 3,600 miles long and needs to be paved with gold and silver. This road will not work unless it is built.

Thousands of miles of embankments on both sides of the Yellow River affect millions of lives and must be built.

The newly occupied six countries of Cheshi need to divert water canals, open up wasteland, and gather people and troops. They are the foundation for controlling the Western Region and cannot be abandoned.

Hongnong had just immigrated, but Henan Yin was still desolate and needed immigrants to open up wasteland.

There's not enough money.

What's more, there are still troops to attack south of the Yangtze River and Huaihe River. The Han Dynasty must not stand side by side with the rebels. The world must be unified after all. I can't spend money on pleasure. I just wronged Mr. Xi. Don't blame me."

Zhen Jiang bit her lower lip, sat next to Liu Xiang, hugged his arm, and nestled against her husband's strong arm.

"The concubine and her husband are one. When the husband was a rebel, I will be a thief's mother-in-law. If my husband wants to be a wise king, I will be a virtuous queen. Anyway, they are married, so if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, and if you marry a dog, follow the dog. There is a way to go."

It’s just black shit.”


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