Be an emperor from drawing cards

Chapter 30: Now that I have become an emperor, why is it so difficult to get a good night's sleep? 【For collection, for follow-up】

Looking at the series of data on the national information, Zhao Yu frowned subconsciously.

Although he knew that Huang Jingming, the general of Fuguo, had great influence in the imperial court, he would never have imagined that the combined influence of the other three parties would only exceed half of the influence of the general's faction!
No wonder I got the emperor card of Han Xiandi, I dare to believe that I got the script of the other party...

Zhao Yu complained frantically in his heart.

In addition, there are faint signs of minority rebellions in the southwest and southeast.

On the southeast side, General Huang led the army to quell the chaos a few days ago. If there is no accident, the situation should be able to ease 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 more difficult external problems.

Don't forget the state of Jin, which has stationed troops on the north bank of the Canglong River and is eyeing the Great Chu...

"Finally, I found out that the emperor is also a hard worker."

Zhao Yu couldn't help sighing.

"Now is not the time to think so much, first slowly take the power of the court into your own hands, win the battle with the general, and then talk about increasing income and reducing expenditure, and restore the homeland."

Thinking of the negative effects of the generals assisting the government in the national policy, Zhao Yu was full of depression.

Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty’s Emperor Card was finally able to provide him with 100 imperial prestige points every month, but this negative effect would deduct 200 imperial prestige points every quarter. Click on the imperial prestige value.

In fact, it is about one o'clock per day.

This is not counting the negative effects of other disgusting people...

Dear General, for the future of Da Chu, 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.

[Da Chu Huang Feng six years (autumn) September [-]th]

[Force 54, Domination 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 prestige is reduced to 0, the faction with the greatest influence must rebel. If the influence of the rebel faction exceeds 50%, the rebellion must succeed! 】

After reading his attributes, the corner of Zhao Yu's mouth twitched subconsciously.

This body of my own can be regarded as suffering from a young age, so it is expected to have such a force 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, what use is morality for the emperor!

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 inquiry came from outside the door.

Zhao Yu gave a faint "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 eager eyes of these court ladies, Zhao Yu waved them back 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...

Silent all night.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up, it's time to go to court."

There were whispers in his ears, Zhao Yu woke up from his sleep, rubbed his temples, looked out the window that was not yet bright, and asked:
"Russian, what time is it?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, it is now the third quarter of Yin time, and it will be early in half an hour."

Gao Lishi, who was standing beside the dragon couch, whispered.

The three quarters of Yin time is equivalent to 45:[-] in the Blue Star Dynasty, which is less than four o'clock, and the court meeting starts at Mao time, 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's mansion, he was the earliest to get up at the end of the day, 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 fully in power, I must reform this damn early 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 obtain golden fingers through rebirth.

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 up!"

On the royal road, sixteen tall and strong chamberlains carried the royal chariot and walked towards the Tai Chi Hall.

Gao Lishi held the fly whisk in his right hand, and supported the pole of the 16-person imperial chariot with his left hand. He was upright and followed with vigorous steps.

In front of Yujia, two strong eunuchs walked squarely, and every nine steps, they waved the whisks in their hands vigorously, reminding the palace servants along the road to avoid quickly.

Zhao Yu was wearing 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 Kowloon is extremely spacious, enough to accommodate three people and more than enough.

Feeling his violent heartbeat, Zhao Yu exhaled lightly, then his eyes froze, 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, announce that civil and military courtiers will enter the palace!"

Outside the Tai Chi Hall, Zhao Guoan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then led the way into the Tai Chi Hall, followed by the rest of the civil and military officials.

Just as 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 is like a mountain roaring 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 flat!"

"Thank you!"

Accompanied by another shouting sound, all the courtiers stood up.

The Great Court Assembly officially kicked off.

(End of this chapter)