What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Golden eaves roof and vermilion lacquer door.

The scales of the golden dragon on the eaves are vivid, as if it is about to fly into the sky.

The hall is decorated with white jade, inlaid with gold beads, golden pillars, agarwood, pearl curtains, and dragon tears as jade beads.

The person on the throne sat upright, looking at the people below with dignity.

"Your Majesty, local officials have jointly submitted a complaint. Organizations called the Jianghu Alliance are constantly popping up in various places, disrupting official order and murdering officials appointed by the imperial court. This has caused panic among local officials and has caused them great suffering."

An official with a fierce face and a straight face knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face. The group of people standing behind him were filled with grief and indignation when they heard this.

"I think they are acting so recklessly because they live too comfortably under the imperial power."

"But I heard that these officials are also notorious." A faint voice came from the back.

"Official power is granted by the emperor. Even if those people are wrong, it is up to His Majesty to decide. Who are they? They are just a group of common people." The man said with a sarcastic look, and his long horse face was full of arrogance and contempt.

"But..." The minor official seemed to want to say something, but his voice was drowned out by the surging chatter.

……

The emperor supported his head with his hands, his brows furrowed, and his fingers tapped the faucet on the armrest from time to time. He was really uncomfortable with the noise below.

The emperor's face was stern as he punched the dragon throne. The loud bang silenced the excited crowd.

The pearl curtain swayed, the emperor was angry, and all officials bowed their heads, not daring to look up.

A hand lifted the beaded curtain, and a tall figure slowly walked out from inside. The voice was calm, "Why don't you continue?"

"I haven't said a word, but you guys are having a blast." The man was in a high position, and he glanced at the crowd lightly with his eyelids half drooped.

Even though the courtiers' faces were almost touching the ground, they could still feel the emperor's gaze as sharp as a torch, as if it were a physical gaze hanging on their necks, ready to be cut off at any time.

Some of the older people’s knees were shaking, and so were their faces.

There was a dead silence, and the emperor felt bored again. "My dear ministers, what are you kneeling for? Stand up! Look, our Shangshu is so tired from kneeling that he can't even get up."

The Shangshu Ling, who was called upon, took a false step and immediately stood up, forcing a smile on his face. "Your Majesty, you are making fun of me again. I am old and no longer the mainstay of the court."

"Yes, I remember that the Minister should be sixty years old this year. I wonder if the Minister has any candidate in mind for the position of Shangshu Ling?" The emperor slowly turned the jade ring on his finger.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty has no idea yet." The Minister of the Chancellery lowered his head, and cold sweat slowly dripped down his face.

The emperor raised his lip and said, "How could the Minister not have any ideas? I think the Minister values ​​the Second Young Master very much..."

Upon hearing this, Shangshu Ling's hands tightened and he lowered his eyes to suppress his panic. Before he could open his mouth, the person above him spoke slowly again, in a leisurely tone as if chatting about family matters.

"Why is the second young master of the Gui Mansion having some...entanglement with my fifth son?"

Upon hearing this, the Fifth Prince knelt down immediately, even faster than the old Shangshu Ling.

Tears immediately appeared on his face, and he choked up, "Father, I don't have any!"

The Minister of Chancellery, who was kneeling beside him, also burst into tears. "Your Majesty, perhaps it's because my son and the Fifth Prince are of similar age, and young people with similar interests and hobbies always tend to talk more."

His eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and the other court officials also lowered their heads and remained silent.

The emperor smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous? I haven't said anything yet."

"I understand that young people love to play, but isn't the position of Shangshu Ling immature for such a playful child? What do you think, Shangshu?"

He walked down the steps step by step, and with a kind look, he helped the old Shangshu Ling up. "Your Excellency is old, and since there are no young men in your family who can be employed, how about I recommend one?"

The Minister of Chancellery lowered his head, his expression unclear. "My power is granted by the emperor, how dare I say otherwise?"

The fifth prince was still kneeling on the ground, but the emperor showed no intention of asking him to stand up.

He fixed his eyes on the man kneeling before him and said meaningfully, "How could you, Lord Shangshu, not dare to do that?"

Once a word is spoken, it is almost a done deal, and any more words will be useless.

"The Minister is old and his mind is a little confused, so I won't mind it. After all, I am grateful for the loyalty he has shown to the court over the years."

"Your Excellency is old, and it's time for you to enjoy a peaceful life. I heard that the climate in Yazhou is pleasant. Your Excellency should remember to bring your clansmen with you so that you can have someone to serve you at all times."

The emperor smiled, but everyone below gasped inwardly.

Yazhou is a remote and sparsely populated area. Several famous prime ministers in previous generations were fortunate enough to be demoted there.

Almost everyone knows one thing—the Su family is finished.

"As for Old Five, it's not a good thing for young people to be so playful. I'll give you a chance to gain some experience so that you can calm down."

Everyone took a deep breath again.

The emperor's eyes were heavy. "Go to Ningguta to guard it. It just so happened that the person who delivered the memorial a few days ago said that the official position there has been vacant for a long time."

Everyone's scalp was tingling. This was not about giving up, this was about giving up his life.

Some people who came to their senses discovered that Yazhou and Ningguta were located in the south and north, and were separated forever.

The fifth prince was kneeling on the ground at this time, his eyes empty, and he kept muttering Ningguta, Yazhou... Zi'an.

The emperor turned around, his eyes cold, and he walked steadily up the stairs, step by step, to the highest position.

The emperor sat back in his seat, his eyes sweeping over the two ashen-faced men and glimpsing the straight spine.

The man had a face like Guanyin, and his expression was very gentle. He looked indescribably handsome in his crimson official uniform.

People are visual animals, and the emperor is no exception.

"The one closest to the edge is not you, the one next to you." The emperor pointed.

The man happened to meet the gaze of the person above him, so he walked towards the front of the hall.

The emperor tilted his head, and the eunuch beside him immediately stepped forward, leaning forward and introducing him in a low voice, "This is this year's new Tanhua Lang, and he doesn't hold any official position."

"Why don't I have any impression of him?" Logically speaking, how could I have no impression of someone with such a good appearance?

"Your Majesty has forgotten that this gentleman was absent from the palace examination due to a sudden illness. Originally, he was ranked first in the first two examinations, but Your Majesty valued talent and after reading his essay, he felt it was a pity. So he reserved his spot and gave him the position of third place."

The emperor stroked his smooth chin thoughtfully, as if... this was the case.

So he looked at the person standing in front of him and smiled.

The other ministers were now looking at the emperor and laughing, and they subconsciously felt that the person opposite them was going to be in trouble again.

"I heard that the third place winner still owes me a palace examination, so I'm going to ask you now."

"What do you think about the Jianghu Alliance that the ministers are discussing so enthusiastically?"

The man's clear voice echoed through the hall, neither humble nor arrogant. "Your Majesty is the sole ruler of the world. The affairs of the world must not be disrupted by others."

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was very interested in what the person in front of him said.

"continue."