I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 732 Long Live the Emperor! (2)
(The chapter "[Mom, I Love You Again 21 - Complete]" was censored. The gist of it is that Guo Xu's body was found in a fried food stall's tricycle, and later, the bodies of three other people were found in an abandoned factory.)

Those who signed the petition a year ago suffered brain injuries after eating fried skewers, leaving them with mobility issues. Other unrelated diners were unaffected.

Since leaving the fried food stall, Yu Muhuai has disappeared without a trace. No one knows where she went. Her legend remains in the city, deterring criminals who want to exploit legal loopholes.

This story ended rather abruptly, I'm really sorry to you all, 〒▽〒）
Long Live the Emperor 2

Wan Zhixin witnessed the tragic state of Xizhou City over the past eighty-one days. He wept uncontrollably, only to discover that in his soul form, he couldn't even shed a tear.

He saw that the garrison commander of another city, Huding, had defected, and the people of the city had spontaneously organized themselves into a militia, which was fiercely resisting the enemy.

After three horrific massacres, Hudingcheng was left with piles of corpses and barren land.

Wan Zhixin's soul drifted among a desolate, dark, scorched earth.

The corpses scattered across the ground were once his people, and this ravaged land was once his homeland.

Ten years later, the Southern Cong Kingdom, which had established its southern court, was besieged by the Jian Kingdom, which had come to suppress it.

The two sides engaged in naval combat at the mouth of the Hushan Gorge on the southern coast, a battle historically known as the Battle of Hushan.

In the end, the Nan Cong army was no match for the Jian Kingdom, and the last prime minister jumped into the sea with the young emperor who was not yet ten years old.

One hundred thousand soldiers and civilians from Nancong jumped into the sea and died for their country.

He reached out, wanting to hold the bones of the loyal and steadfast minister, to soothe the faces of the people who would rather die than submit, and to catch the bodies of those who bravely sacrificed their lives by throwing themselves into the sea.

But it was all in vain.

He watched as his gray soul floated ethereally above this land, above the mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas that no longer belonged to him.

Task panel:

1. I do not seek a thousand generations, but only to extend the life of the Cong Kingdom by another thirty years. 0/0, completing the task grants 1000 points of Time Power.

2. Express your gratitude to all the loyal ministers and common people who died for their country after his death, or who defended the city and remained unyielding. 0/X, completing the task earns 200 Time Power.

Hint: Completing the mission in this world will promote you to Level 5 member.

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Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yu Muhuai finished reading the task panel and then put it away.

The X in the second task was truly something I'd never heard of or seen before.

If an unknown variable is used as the denominator, wouldn't even the original owner, Wan Zhixin, not know the specific value?
Da Bai scratched his head: "Well, because there were too many of them, and Wan Zhixin was in a soul state at the time, with weak mental strength, it was impossible for her to count them all."

Even if he counted them, given the strength of his soul, he might not remember them all, so we can only define it as X.

Yu Muhuai squinted: "What if I work hard to complete the task, but he is still not satisfied and thinks there should be more people? What should I do?"

Da Bai comforted him, "Don't worry about it. You have all of Emperor Yonglong's memories. You should know what kind of person he is."

After all, he is the ruler of a country, the kind of person whose word is law, and he wouldn't be so petty about the number of people.

He probably meant that letting those who appeared in his memory know his gratitude was enough.

Yu Muhuai rolled his eyes, savoring Wan Zhixin's memories, and realized that this made sense.

Reassured, she continued to listen to the memorials presented by the officials below.

As Yu Muhuai listened, he glanced sideways at the eunuch next to him a few times.

The eunuch who just asked her how she was is none other than Ping Qinian, the current leader of the eunuch faction.

Ping Qinian keenly noticed Yu Muhuai's gaze, turned his head to look over, and then bowed respectfully.

"Your Majesty." He didn't ask any questions; he simply gave a seemingly indifferent bow, but in reality, he was pretending to be attentive and listen attentively.

It must be said that this old eunuch really understood the emperor's mind.

When Yu Muhuai arrived, it was the third year of Yonglong.

In his previous life, Wan Zhixin hastily eliminated Ping Qinian in the third year after ascending the throne.

Ping Qinian did indeed do many unethical things during his tenure.

He monopolized the government and eliminated dissidents.

The late emperor appointed him as the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial, in charge of the imperial seal, a position of great power and influence.

He had the authority to help the late emperor process memorials, so he could act arbitrarily and only submit the memorials he wanted the emperor to see.

Those accounts of disasters were reviewed and approved by Ping Qinian according to his own opinions before being distributed. He knew that the emperor at the time did not like to see negative news.

Suppress anything that is detrimental to him, and then find an opportunity to burn it.

But if it weren't for the late emperor's laziness and love of pleasure, how could people like Ping Qinian have taken advantage of the situation?
Thinking of this, Yu Muhuai couldn't help but feel very sorry for Wan Zhixin.

He was indeed a hardworking emperor who cared deeply about his country and its people, but unfortunately, he inherited a mess from his predecessors.

Unfortunately, Wan Zhixin was appointed to the position in a time of crisis, and before he could even cultivate his own faction, he was hastily pushed to the front of the palace and put on the dragon robe.

The emperors before him had different tastes: some loved calligraphy and painting, some loved antiques, some loved beautiful women, and some loved war, nearly squandering the national treasury.

After round after round of this ordeal, all that was left for Wan Zhixin was a dragon robe crawling with worms.

If you don't wear it, you'll freeze to death; if you do wear it, you'll eventually freeze to death because of the numerous holes in it.

Sooner or later, they're all going to die.

Ugh.
Yu Muhuai let out a long sigh.

Ping Qinian looked over, his eyes filled with doubt.

However, he didn't say anything more this time.

The Emperor seems to be simply preoccupied with worries today; there is nothing else on his mind.

Therefore, Ping Qinian stopped looking at the emperor and instead focused on listening to the memorials submitted by the court officials.

Ping Qinian is currently the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial and concurrently serves as the Director of the Eastern Depot.

The Cong Kingdom once had an inner court rule that the chief eunuch and the governor could not be the same person, but the late emperor broke this rule to pacify Qinian.

The Eastern Depot, in a sense, was the emperor's secret police agency. It had full authority to carry out special surveillance on behalf of the emperor and was only responsible to the emperor.

Ping Qinian held two of the most important positions, the ones closest to the emperor, naturally making him the second most powerful figure in the Cong Kingdom.

He was nicknamed "Nine Thousand Years Old".

Although Ping Qinian was by no means a good minister, he was a counterweight to the Kenshin faction.

Ping Qinian was born into a poor family. Now that he has gained power, one of his favorite things is to levy exorbitant taxes and levies.

However, most of what he collected came from local gentry, landlords, wealthy merchants, and tycoons, such as salt tax, mining tax, tea tax, and maritime tax.

(Adding an extra chapter. I'll try to avoid overly sensitive topics in the future. *crying* o(TヘTo))

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