Happy Emperor

Lin Tian walked back to the inner hall and put away the calm smile he had just had.

Eyes narrowed.

He knew that if he wanted to be a stable emperor, this was far from enough.

It seemed like Ji Feng was defeated today, but in fact, his foundation was not shaken at all.

Although the position of Assistant Minister of War was handed over to Lin Hua, the Ji family had been operating for so many years that it was not something that could be solved simply by changing the leader.

Furthermore, there were very few civil and military officials in the court whom he could use.

And his identity as the fake emperor is still known to someone today - An Caier.

But Lin Tian couldn't touch her, and he had to rely on the An family now.

Moreover, Baturin, the court...

There are too many things for him to deal with, and if he is not careful, he will be doomed.

Ugh!

Lin Tian now finally understood why few ancient emperors lived long lives.

"Your Majesty, why don't you look very happy?"

Seeing Lin Tian sigh, Ji Lan stepped forward and took Lin Tian's arm, saying with concern: "I have a recipe that can relieve your majesty's worries."

She has now completely offended the Ji family, and Emperor Li is her only support.

Besides, she seemed to have a different feeling towards the man in front of her.

But she couldn't tell whether it was reliance, peace of mind, love, or something else.

She had been in contact with Emperor Li for five whole years and had never felt this way before.

"Really?" Lin Tian smiled faintly.

He didn't expect that the two people who were incompatible last night were now in the same boat.

After listening to Ji Lan's plan, Lin Tian stroked her hair a few times, then smiled faintly and said, "Queen, aren't you jealous?"

"How could I be jealous of the emperor? It's just..."

Ji Lan said with some embarrassment: "But I heard that woman is a bit arrogant because of her talent. She has long said that she will not marry anyone but a talented man."

"I'll think about it. You go back to the palace and rest first."

"Your Majesty, pay attention...pay attention to the dragon's body."

Ji Lan spoke the last words in a very low voice, blushing and lowering her head.

But it is not difficult to see the emotion in her eyes that she is really worried about Lin Tian now.

Seeing Lin Tian walking away, a trace of jealousy welled up in my heart.

Because she saw that Lin Tian was heading towards the direction of Prince Changle - Concubine An.

Surrounded by a group of followers, Lin Tian soon arrived at Changle Palace.

Before I even entered, I found An Caier waiting at the door.

"Empress An, the weather is cold, why are you outside the door?"

An Cai'er saw the group of followers and said nothing. She pulled Lin Tian into the room and sent all the servants out.

After confirming the identity of the person in front of him.

Then he asked, "You killed Ji Bo, the Ji family won't do anything to you, right?"

"Also, Emperor Li..."

Lin Tian smiled: "Are you concerned about me? Or are you concerned about me?"

Lin Tian’s question seemed simple, but there were loopholes in any answer.

Answering that he cares about 'me' shows that An Cai'er does not regard Lin Tian as the emperor and will kill him in the future;

The answer that she cares about the "emperor" shows that An Cai'er only cares about the emperor's identity. Of course, the emperor can also be someone else, and he will be killed in the future.

"I......"

When An Caier heard Lin Tian ask this, she already had the answer in her mind.

Emperor Li must be dead.

"Of course I care about you." An Cai'er added softly, "You are my emperor."

"Hahaha."

Lin Tian picked up An Caier and threw her onto the bed.

He likes smart women.

Looking at the beauty in front of him, Lin Tian did nothing.

Instead, he asked in a low voice: "What's the difference between me and him? How did you see that last night?"

This question is very crucial. The fact that An Caier could recognize him shows that there are some differences between the two of them.

If there is anyone who is familiar with Emperor Li, they might be able to identify him.

By then, all his efforts will be wasted, and he will die without a burial place.

An Caier did not hide anything and explained in detail how she recognized Lin Tian.

Not long after Lin Tian finished listening, he fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Tian didn't wake up until the next morning.

Everything that happened yesterday seemed like a dream.

But the beauty in my arms and the quaint room.

Lin Tian knew that this was all true.

"Cai'er, go and notify the guard on duty and ask him to send your brother to the South Study to see me."

Hearing the affectionate name, An Caier was a little surprised, but then her face was filled with happiness.

Soon, in the South Study.

"Do you blame me for not redressing my father-in-law's case yesterday?" Lin Tian asked An Bilie who came over.

An Bilie immediately knelt down. He didn't expect that Emperor Li would summon him today and actually bring up this matter on his own initiative.

"I dare not. Yesterday I failed in my duty. Your Majesty, you are very kind not to blame me."

"Get up, what are you doing?"

Lin Tian stepped forward, helped An Bilie up, and pulled him to sit on a chair.

"Brother-in-law, we are all family. It's too polite to say that."

"If Concubine An can give birth to a son, I would like to make him the crown prince!"

For generations of loyal ministers like the An family, as long as the emperor shows trust and a certain degree of respect, they will swear allegiance to him until death.

This was a common tactic used by ancient emperors.

Why did almost all emperors promote Confucian culture regardless of how dynasties changed?

The reason lies in four words: "The king is the leader of his ministers."

These four words solidified the thinking of scholars. Even if they achieved something, most of them did so only to gain the emperor's favor.

Sure enough, Lin Tian’s respect brought tears to An Bilie’s eyes.

He knelt down again, and Lin Tian couldn't help him up.

"Your Majesty, the An family has been blessed for generations and has served the Lord wholeheartedly."

"Today, I have received Your Majesty's grace again. I am overwhelmed and unsure how to repay you."

"As long as your majesty commands, I will not refuse even if it means death."

acid!

So fucking sour!

Lin Tian felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard this.

But you still have to look pleased.

"Brother-in-law, I am very pleased that you have such a heart."

"I have something to arrange for you."

Lin Tian pulled him over and whispered a few words in his ear.

After An Bilie heard this, he looked puzzled, then his eyes were firm: "I obey your order."

After that, he turned and left.

"Your Majesty, Grand Secretary Baturin has been waiting for you for a long time. Is it possible..."

Eunuch Cao outside the door reported in a shrill voice.

"Bring it here."

Lin Tian straightened his clothes and stood at the door waiting.

Although old dog Baturin doesn't like to show off like Ji Feng, Lin Tian still understands the principle that a biting dog doesn't bark.

In the past, Ji Feng controlled the Infantry Command Office and the Imperial Guards, which together had less than 50,000 men.

But Batu controlled an army of over 100,000 in the two provinces outside Shengjing, and his strength far exceeded Ji Feng's.

Apart from those vassal kings, his military power was not even comparable to that of the local governors.

Of course, it is even less likely that those provincial governors and princes would obey Lin Tian, ​​otherwise he would not have ended up like this.

The reason why these people did not overthrow Daxia was simply because they had their own ulterior motives and were all greedy.

But no one has such power, so they all pretend to obey and call themselves the people of Da Xia.

"Your Majesty, Baturin pays respect to you."

The door was not closed, and Baturin did a very good job of pretending.

He came up without even raising his head, and knelt down.

When I looked up, I found that there was no one sitting there.

He looked around with a puzzled look on his face.

Only then did Lin Tian appear standing at the door.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty cannot do this!"

Baturin immediately stood up, rolled his eyes, and ran to Lin Tian's side.

"Your Majesty, this is embarrassing your subjects."

As he said this, he began to kneel down and kowtow.

Lin Tian knew that this old man was acting for him.

If Baturin was really that loyal, how could Emperor Li be in such a dire situation?