Looking at this series of data on the national information, Zhao Yu frowned subconsciously.
Although he knew that General Huang Jingming had great power in the court, he never imagined that the combined influence of the other three parties would only be half of the influence of the general!
No wonder I drew the imperial card of Emperor Xian of Han. I dared to think that what I got was the opponent's script...
Zhao Yu complained crazily in his heart.
In addition, there are faint signs of ethnic minority rebellions in the southwest and southeast.
In the southeast, General Huang personally led his army to quell the chaos a few days ago. If nothing unexpected happens, the situation should be able to relax for a while, giving the court time to adjust.
But in the southeast, the state capitals near the sea are also a headache.
In his early years, Zhao Yu heard his father Zhao Qin occasionally mention that the southeastern part of the country was a barbarian land with a very low degree of development, a vast land and sparsely populated areas, a mixture of Han and barbarians, and frequent poisonous miasma. It had always been the reason for the imperial court to demote officials. Two options.
In addition to these internal worries, there are also more difficult external ones.
Don’t forget to station troops on the north bank of the Canglong River and the Jin State, which is eyeing the great Chu...
"Finally, I found out that this emperor is also a hard worker."
Zhao Yu couldn't help but sigh.
"Now is not the time to think so much. First, slowly take the power of the DPRK into your own hands, win the battle with the general, and then talk about increasing revenue, reducing expenditure, and restoring your homeland."
Thinking of the negative effects of the national policy of the general assisting the government, Zhao Yu was filled with depression.
Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty's imperial card could finally provide him with 100 points of imperial prestige every month, but this negative effect would deduct 200 points of imperial prestige every quarter. This time, he could only get 100 points in three months. Point the emperor's prestige.
In total, it’s about one o’clock every day.
This is not counting the negative effects of other disgusting people...
Dear General, for the sake of the future of Dachu, please die!
Zhao Yu raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, closed the country information bar, and then opened the personal information bar.
As the illusory and transparent ancient scroll slowly unfolded, a line of regular script fonts that only he could see slowly appeared.
[September 9, the sixth year (autumn) of Huangfeng in Dachu Dynasty]
[Martial power 54, control 67, military strategy 57, political strategy 69, wisdom 75, literature 81, charm 85, physical strength 100, health 100, age 16. 】
[Imperial Power: 600, Brilliance Points: 1000, Destiny: 0/1]
[Note: After the imperial power drops to 0, the most influential faction will definitely rebel. If the rebel faction's influence exceeds 50%, the rebellion will definitely succeed! 】
After reading his attributes, Zhao Yu's mouth twitched subconsciously.
This body of mine has been cultivated since childhood, and it is expected to have such a strength value.
After all, I once asked Zhang Xiu for advice, and he also said that his strength should be able to reach the fifth level, but he lacked actual combat, so it would be good to be able to achieve fifth or sixth level.
As for other attributes, they are not satisfactory. In terms of literature, 80% is due to his status as a time traveler, while in terms of charm, 80% is entirely due to his excellent bloodline.
The children of the Chu royal family, whether they are from the Wuzong line or the Renzong line, are all handsome and beautiful in appearance, and they are pure and natural without retouching or beauty.
As for the attribute of morality not appearing?
Oh, as a political animal, the emperor has no use in being moral!
After turning off the system interface, Zhao Yu opened his eyes and looked out the window, only to see the moon in the sky, so he coughed a few times.
"Your Majesty, do you want to sleep in peace?"
Gao Lishi's cautious questioning voice came from outside the door.
Zhao Yu said lightly "Hmm".
Soon, several palace maids pushed open the palace door and walked in with clothes in hand, washing and dressing Zhao Yu.
Ignoring the shy or longing looks of these palace maids, Zhao Yu waved them away after changing his clothes.
"Every day you think about climbing the dragon and the phoenix, climbing to the sky in one step, and don't take a mirror to look at yourself? Your Majesty, is this what you servants can think about? If you continue like this, don't blame our family for being cruel and sending you to the Clothing Bureau go!"
Gao Lishi's low voice came from the window, and Zhao Yu, who was lying on the dragon couch, shook his head slightly and closed his eyes.
Now, he doesn't have the energy to think about these things...
A night of silence.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up, it's time to go to court."
There were whispers in his ears, and Zhao Yu woke up from his sleep, rubbed his temples, looked out the window that was not yet bright, and asked:
"Rikishi, what time is it now?"
"To reply to Your Majesty, it is now the third quarter of Yinshi, and in more than half an hour we will be heading to court early."
Gao Lishi, who was standing beside the dragon couch, whispered.
The third quarter of the Yin hour is equivalent to three forty-five in the Blue Star Celestial Dynasty, which is less than four o'clock, and the court meeting starts at Mao hour, which is five o'clock.
Between Yinshi and Maoshi, it was the time for the emperor to wash up and prepare. It lasted almost half an hour, which was considered plenty of time.
However, getting up so early is really not in line with Zhao Yu's habit!
Even in An Guohou Mansion, he was the first to get up at the end of the ninth hour, that is, between seven and eight o'clock.
It would be strange if he didn't die suddenly if he got up so early every day!
No wonder that among the emperors of all dynasties, only a handful could live past sixty...
When I am completely in control, I must change this damn morning court system!
Zhao Yu, who was so angry that he got out of bed, thought through gritted teeth.
After putting on the dragon robe and crown under the service of the palace ladies, Zhao Yu looked at the handsome figure in the bronze mirror and couldn't help feeling a little proud.
As we all know, ugly people are not eligible to be reborn through time and get golden fingers.
Glancing at Gao Lishi, who was standing by with his hands lowered, Zhao Yu took the lead and walked towards the outside of Funing Hall, saying: "Let's go, let me have a good meeting with my dear friends at the court meeting today!"
Gao Lishi, who was bowing, saw this and hurriedly followed up. At the same time, he shook the dust in his hand and sang loudly:
"Go to court!"
On the royal road, sixteen tall and strong chamberlains carried the royal chariot and walked towards the Tai Chi Hall.
Gao Lishi held a whisk in his right hand and held the pole of the sixteen-man chariot with his left hand. He stood upright and followed with energetic steps.
In front of the imperial chariot, two sturdy eunuchs walked square steps. Every nine steps they took, they waved the fly whisks in their hands vigorously to remind the palace servants along the way to avoid them quickly.
Zhao Yu was dressed in a red-gold dragon robe, a golden crown on his head, and a bead curtain made of black jade beads, covering most of his face, making him look more majestic and mysterious.
The imperial chariot stopped outside the Tai Chi Hall. Zhao Yu slowly stepped down from the imperial chariot. Gao Lishi on the side hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him.
Zhao Yu walked slowly into the Tai Chi Hall and looked at the throne on the imperial steps.
The throne surrounded by nine dragons is extremely spacious, more than enough for three people.
Feeling his violent heartbeat, Zhao Yu breathed out gently, then with a sharp look in his eyes, he strode forward and sat down.
Glancing at the empty hall, Zhao Yu nodded slightly to Gao Lishi, who was standing not far from him.
Gao Lishi shouted loudly, and his slightly sharp and powerful voice came out of the hall.
"Your Majesty has a decree, declare it, and the civil and military courtiers will enter the palace!"
Outside the Tai Chi Hall, Zhao Guoan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then took the lead into the Tai Chi Hall, and the other civil and military officials hurriedly followed.
At the same time that the civil and military officials entered the palace, a bright sun slowly rose from the horizon, and in an instant, the sky was filled with morning glow.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
The worship of the courtiers was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
Zhao Yu sat on the dragon chair, looking at the leading figure, his heart was slightly frightened, but the expression on his face did not change at all.
"Everyone is safe!"
"Long live thanks!"
Accompanied by another roar like a mountain, all the courtiers stood up.
The Great Court Meeting officially kicked off.
