I Became an Anonymous Boss

Bai Taki took a step forward: "Whoever blocks me will die."

Chapter four hundred and seventy ninth

A royal road starts from Xuanwu Gate, ends at Dianjiangtai, then reaches Yingtian Bridge, and then reaches the Forbidden City.

A central axis that runs through the entire imperial capital.

From the perspective of feng shui, this central axis, if it continues to extend, runs through many mountains, and it is an undoubted dragon vein.

The emperor lives here, and he lives in the north to listen to the world.

Shirataki didn't know so much Feng Shui, he just felt that this road was a bit too long.

The ancients paid attention to ostentation, but the modern military parade has never done so many bells and whistles. Maybe the family has a big family and wants to show off. This is also a common problem in feudal society. one.

In fact, he was looking forward to the matter of going to court, but now he felt a little disappointed.

I don't know where the person came from, blocking him on the street so grandiosely.

There are many people I can think of, but there is a high probability that they are not people from the imperial court, but forces from the rivers and lakes, either invited dog legs, or captive dead men.

Some people dared to do something on this imperial road, they simply challenged the king's law, so it can be seen that the emperor's capital is indeed in chaos, maybe also crazy.

The imperial capital is obviously a place with rules, but it has begun to break the rules. This is a great provocation to the imperial power.

What... the old emperor is dying?The crown prince and King Zhenbei are fighting for imperial power, so they don't have time to take care of such trivial matters as law and order?

Oh, that's fine.

Hearing the sound of the horse's hooves flying, Bai Taki raised his foot and kicked the horse's head in the air.

A fine horse flew into the air on the spot, and the handsome man turned over on his back. The fine horse turned over in mid-air, hit the middle of the road, and broke its neck.

He then kicked the assassin's head, and a head flew out, exploding like a ball.

"Don't block the way." Shirataki glanced at the mechanical watch, and said in the tone of an office worker, "I'm in a hurry."

Shirataki kept his hands in his pockets and didn't bother to take them out. Even killing these colored pens felt like a waste of time.

This is also the result the other party wants, wasting his time, preventing him from going to the Forbidden City, it is best to kill him.

However, the number of dead men sent was just a bit more, but the quality was quite poor. There were very few born dead men, so they were just cannon fodder, which had no meaning other than sending them to death constantly.

Shirataki also didn't need to bring troops to demolish the towers, he simply ran rampant all the way, skimming the enemy's formation without bleeding.

He walked neither in a hurry nor in a slow way, pay attention to his appearance, and don't stain his white clothes with blood, otherwise he might not be able to enter the Golden Palace with blood stains all over his body.

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At this time, the officials walked through the stone steps, stepped over the vermilion gate, and entered the Golden Luan Hall.

The Jinluan Hall in the Forbidden City, the most magnificent conference room in the Great Qin Dynasty, can accommodate [-] armored people and [-] courtiers.

The golden dragon and the red pillars, the mountains and rivers of Jiuding Town, the white jade floor tiles, and the carvings of imperial dragons may not be the most luxurious and luxurious in the world, but they are the most solemn and solemn places in the world. Every inch of this place has hundreds of years of history. Mixin has seen generation after generation of emperors, experienced generation after generation of courtiers, and the change of people from generation to generation in the country, but the Great Hall of the Golden Luan is no longer old.

Power is eternal, but those who hold it are not eternal.

The officials entered the palace, but the emperor was not on the dragon chair, and the old emperor was sick, so the prince could only take over the government. Even after so long, everyone still had to salute to the empty dragon chair, and all the important officials were not allowed to do so. Kneeling, and ordinary courtiers still need to kneel and worship, this is imperial power.

When you sit on the dragon chair and see countless people worshiping you, you have power, and anyone will imagine that you are the only one in the world.

The prince was acting as the abbot to discuss the court, and he also had to salute to the empty dragon chair, but when he saluted, there was no respect in his eyes looking at the dragon chair, only burning desire, and with such eyes, he knew that King Zhenbei would also Have.

Looking around, there are not many people kneeling in the court, only the left and right ministers, the Hubu Shangshu general Beiluoshimen, the Zhenbei king Zhao Yuan, the princess Yan Yunyan, the prince Zhao Hou, and the three great Confucian scholars from the Imperial Academy Yunlu Academy Waiting for only a few people, these people are the only core in the court today.

The prince finished his salute, straightened his waist, and prepared to start today's court meeting.

There is still business to do, and the performance must be done after the business is done. With so many characters on stage today, the performance may take a long time.

When he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a voice from outside the hall.

"—Princess Zhen Guo enters the palace!"

One word stirred up thousands of waves, and all the courtiers turned their heads and paid attention.

Outside the main hall, there is a moon-white skirt mopping the floor, with a red brocade silk edge embroidered on the neckline. The moon-white waistband with the same pattern as the silk satin outlines a slender waist that cannot be grasped, and the delicate waist is set off by the peaks and peaks of the chest. In sharp contrast, the collar is high against the neck, setting off the exquisite and flawless appearance. The blue silk that always hangs down naturally into the black long straight hair style has now been tied into an ancient hairstyle with a modern beauty. The back shoulder is a little dusty and a little fairy.

A woman in a gorgeous dress stepped into the Golden Luan Hall. She did not appear in the appearance of a girl, but maintained the posture of an adult.

Xiuyu's real age is twenty-three years old, not a young Sanwu loli, but a mature and independent adult woman.

Few people in the court have seen Xiuyu, let alone know its appearance. When she put on the princess's clothes and stepped into the Golden Palace, thousands of courtiers were all shocked by her magnificence.

The princess of Fanyue Valley is naturally the most beautiful in the world. Xiuyu's appearance is weathered and she can't lose to Yan Qixia with a little dressing up. This all-powerful appearance is qualified to be included in the top three of the rouge list, but few people know her beauty.

Rouge list?Only women who are not famous will care.

It's not that there are no old critics among the courtiers, but no one dares to look at the Zhenguo princess with such presumptuous eyes. She walked up to the court hall and came with an astonishing aura. The sword of Chris is enough to make any sex monster lose the slightest desire. When she stepped into the hall, the air suddenly dropped several degrees.

Ordinary princesses walk in a dignified posture, with their hands folded on their lower abdomen, their eyes slightly lowered, neither arrogant nor presumptuous, well-behaved and cute, this should be the upbringing that a Daqin princess should have, but it only exists for the sake of looking good Delicate flowers.

Xiuyu is completely different, with clear divisions. Her walking posture is extremely precise, dignified and dignified, but she lacks flattery and only retains basic politeness. The sound of footsteps hitting the floor tiles has a certain momentum, as if The rhyme of rhythm.

Yan Yunyan glanced at it and then sighed... No wonder some people say that as long as Fanyue Valley is still there, the princess of Zhenguo will not die, and the royal family of Daqin will always be the Zhao family. Less than ten years after her fall, she inherited the position of Princess Zhenguo. She was also a Heavenly King Realm, and her background was profound. She was not just entering the Heavenly King Realm, but her realm was completely stable, but how did the twenty-year-old Heavenly King Realm be cultivated?

Princess Zhenbei was puzzled in her heart, but she didn't dare to express it. She just glanced at Situ Longxiang not far away, with the corners of her mouth raised, a little sneering... The twenty-seven-year-old Vientiane Realm is not bad, but with her Comparing it, it's like a cloud and mud. No wonder it's a toad who wants to eat swan meat, so it's natural to be rejected.

Situ Longxiang was not given by color and soul, but he unconsciously showed a look of astonishment, lost his mind for a moment, and didn't know where his heart flew.

Suddenly felt a wave of heat, and realized that this aura came from Fomalhaut, and immediately restrained his mind, not daring to look any further.

Xiuyu's status, appearance, and strength are all the acme of the Great Qin Dynasty that ordinary people can hardly match, and all talented people in the world will feel ashamed.

Fomalhaut glanced at his adopted son, and there were a few wrinkles on his tiger-like facial features.

Some of the courtiers seem to be sneering, these two people are really not that good for each other.

And Xiuyu didn't even look at Situ Longxiang, maybe he didn't treat this person as an object worthy of attention from the beginning to the end.

When the prince saw Xiuyu, he was overjoyed at first, then subconsciously looked behind Xiuyu, surprised that she came here alone.

"Give me a seat!" the prince said to the eunuchs beside him.

"Give the throne to Princess Zhenguo!" After the chief eunuch finished speaking, he placed a seat on the same platform as the crown prince.

Xiuyu nodded lightly, and kept silent, and the lingering voice echoed: "Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

She took a few steps forward, and sat down without hesitation. The king of heaven sat in the hall, and his power was natural. This was the treatment that the crown prince, marshal, and prime minister did not have.

The seat bestowed by the Golden Luan Palace has been granted by an extremely human minister since ancient times. She is only [-] years old, her qualifications are not the highest, and her strength is not the strongest. She is qualified to sit like the emperor in the hall. However... no one dares to disagree with this. For generations, the princesses of Fanyue Valley have fought to the death for their country. For more than three hundred years, no less than ten princesses have died in battles. No one can deprive them of their power. Status and power, even the emperor can't do it.

Xiuyu sat here with a silent expression. The courtiers knew that she had already recommended a guardian, which meant that she had chosen a son-in-law. Once the other party took over the duties of guardian, he could sit on an equal footing with her and share this house. , holding Fanyue Valley's status and power, as well as this stunning princess at the level of a heavenly king, in his arms, and in front of the courtiers, acting as the speaker of Fanyue Valley on behalf of Princess Zhenguo.

Beauty, power, status, and strength are all here, who can resist this temptation?

It's normal not to be able to help it, and it's also natural to salivate.

There are those who are short of breath, and there are those who stare with bated breath, but there are no bold ones.

Even the great general Fomalhaut lowered his gaze a little bit, showing respect for Zhen Guo's bloodline.

Yan Yunyan looked at it calmly, and didn't show much respect to Xiuyu, but she didn't show contempt or hostility. A weak woman who is kneaded by others.

The civil servants looked at each other, Princess Zhen Guo came to the court, of course she didn't come to listen to the government, what was she coming for, there was no doubt about it, but why didn't the recommended person come, only Xiuyu entered the palace?

Seeing that everyone was distracted, the prince said calmly: "Start today's court meeting!"

He corrected the topic and finished the business first before talking about other things. Maybe he should slow down deliberately.

In the court hall, civil servants and military generals were extremely curious, and thousands of courtiers looked forward to it.

The Great Qin Dynasty Hall, half of the country, is waiting for someone.

Waiting for the white clothes outside the Jinluan Hall, there was a thunder.

And at the end of the Royal Road.

The stranger is walking along the road, the weeds cover his eyes, he walks alone, there are hundreds of corpses, and the blood on his clothes is not stained.

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"Recently there has been no war on the frontier..."

"The dispatched relief food has also been delivered."

"Recently, the Ministry of Households has been crying poor as always, and those who go to the Ministry of War to make a fuss and cry for land will cut [-]% of the expenditure of the Ministry of War."

"Then the military department was even more ruthless, carrying the coffin and going out."

"The two sides bargained, and the Ministry of War couldn't get any chicken feathers out. It was cut by [-]% and half, but it was originally asked for more than the budget, and this wave is actually not a loss."

"The other ministries weren't so lucky."

"Isn't it? Whoever is the secretary of the household department will become an iron rooster, the number one miser in the world."

"Recently, Daqin has nothing to do. Everyone can solve it, but the dissatisfaction is still accumulating. Everyone is a little dissatisfied. His Majesty is not here, and the promotion and transfer of officials have stagnated."

"The civil servants are all right, I'm afraid it's the other side that can't wait."

In the court hall, it is inevitable that some people are whispering and communicating with each other.

After all, the crown prince is not the emperor. Before he ascended the throne, the dragon chair was empty, so there was no one to take care of him.

And the business has already been finished, what the prince will say next will be trivial matters, empty talk and scene talk.

The prince was deliberately delaying the time, so that many civil servants lost their minds after listening to it. They seemed to be at ease, but in fact they all began to doze off.

The drowsy time is very similar to the teacher's lecture time for the first and second classes in the afternoon.

Finally, the general who had always been calm and silent spoke up, interrupting the prince's chattering, and getting into the business of the early court.

"His Royal Highness..." Fomalhaut said flatly: "Since we have finished talking about the big things, these trivial things are not worth wasting the pen, ink, paper and inkstone of the record. Let's talk about other things."

The energetic voice sounded like an evening drum and morning bell, and immediately dispelled the tiredness of the courtiers in the hall. It was a shock, like entering a movie theater and waiting for an hour, and finally heard the theme song.

Here comes here!

So many people were waiting eagerly for this, but they didn't expect Fomalhaut to be the first to lose their composure.

The prince said indifferently: "I don't know what the general is talking about?"

Fomalhaut glanced at the prince, and then his eyes fell on Xiuyu: "Today, Her Royal Highness is here to listen to the government, and it must not be for political affairs. There are some things that must be made clear."

The prince frowned and said, "Is there anything you want to clarify? The general might as well make it clear."