After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

In the light and shadow, Jiang Yu was already wearing a yellow robe, which caused discussions to break out and everyone who saw him leaned back slightly.

The speed of time in the two worlds is different.

It was already the early morning of the third day in the imperial capital.

Although the Heavenly Trial is important, state affairs still need to be dealt with. Emperor Jingtai was busy until late last night. When he woke up, he found that he had fallen asleep in the imperial study.

Outside the study, the purple-robed eunuch heard the emperor's movements and quickly handed him a hot towel to wipe his face:

"Your Majesty is awake."

"What's wrong with the map of the country and the people?" Jingtai asked through the towel while applying a facial mask.

He always sent people to take turns watching the map of the country and report to him at any time if there were any unusual movements.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince follows your teachings and promotes the national prestige of Dayu in Tianren City. It can be seen that His Royal Highness is also concerned about the national system." The purple-robed eunuch said with his head down.

“How was it publicized?”

Emperor Jingtai filtered out the nice words.

"His Highness is in Tianren City and has already discussed with other Celestials about ascending the throne."

The purple-robed eunuch coughed lightly: "He wants to create a new Dayu!"

Emperor Jingtai: “?”

He stood up and walked out of the imperial study with the purple-robed eunuch. When he looked up, he saw the map of the country.

......

At the same time, Jiang Yu was standing in the main hall of the Celestial Clan, wearing a yellow robe:

"From now on, the Celestial Clan will have no leader, only an Emperor! This position will also be held by the most powerful person within the clan. The Divine Sword will be the symbol of the Emperor."

From Jiang Yu's tone, one could tell that he could not hide his excitement and his outlook on the future.

"How is that different from the chief?"

Some of the Celestials were born blue and were not qualified to participate in discussions, so they did not understand why.

There has never been an emperor in Tianren City, and no one knows what it is.

"The leader is only responsible for the affairs of our Celestial Clan, while the Emperor is the co-lord of Tianren City. He should care about the three cities. If anyone is willing, they can compete with me. We can first create a dual emperor competition."

Jiang Yu seemed very generous and not acting for his own selfish ends.

"Concerned about the three cities? Doesn't that mean I have to take care of the mortals in Human City as well?"

"Forget it, forget it. Being an emperor is too tiring and too hard. I don't want to be one."

"Since Jiang Yu has such a great ambition, then those who are capable should do more work. I think it's better for you to shoulder this heavy burden."

The people of the Celestial Clan waved their hands repeatedly, as they were going to listen to Jiang Yu anyway.

In their opinion, it doesn't matter to them whether Jiang Yu has to take charge of the underground city and the human city. Such reforms will only make the burden on Jiang Yu heavier.

They think Jiang Yu is a pretty nice person.

"Emperor Jiang, the underground city is easy to deal with. As long as we can subdue the strongest person in the underground city, it will not be difficult to make the people in the other underground cities obey our orders. But what about the human city?"

"Yes, the human city is vast, and without a leader, it is just a collection of small villages. Although they are in awe of the Celestial Clan, they may not be able to submit to them."

“Even if they surrender, how should they be managed?”

Most of the Celestials focus on themselves.

The reason they chose a leader in the first place was that they hoped to have someone capable of handling all matters, big and small, so that they could live a relaxed life.

What's more, the method Jiang Yu mentioned is indeed helpful for them to resist natural disasters.

"Let the people in the dungeon take care of it. We just need to be the gods who accept worship."

Jiang Yu smiled. "As for the people of Human City... in fifty years, when natural disasters strike, they will be powerless to protect themselves and will naturally beg to submit to our rule."

......

Rencheng, Dawang Village.

In the blink of an eye, it was autumn, the time for harvest. The refreshing breeze blew across the wheat fields, raising golden waves of wheat.

The villagers, each holding farm tools, rushed to the fields in groups of three or five, preparing to harvest in autumn.

However, as soon as they arrived, they saw Murakami's blacksmith Xiao Li standing on the narrow path.

The village chief laughed and said, "Since you came early, why don't you just collect your own food first? Why are you waiting for us?"

"I'm afraid I'll harvest too quickly and finish before noon, and I'll have to work hard for you." Li Mo swept down the weeds beside him with a wooden stick, like a lonely master.

Everyone smiled, and a few children ran to Li Mo, calling him "Brother Li" and wanting to borrow his "good sword" to play with.

"Oh, you have the strength to admit it, but the old ones are still the wisest. My skills are much better than yours."

"What about Bibi? Whether it's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk."

Li Mo didn't just laugh it off as usual.

“Let’s compare!”

"Little Brother Li, when the village chief was young, he was the best wheat picker in our village. You can't win just by being strong."

"Whether it's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk!"

The villagers all clapped and cheered.

The old man and the young man also picked up their sickles and went into the wheat field, clearing a golden path in it. They could not see each other.

But gradually, the old village chief could no longer hear Li Mo's voice. He laughed in his heart, thinking that this kid was probably thrown off by him.

But not long after, I heard the children outside shouting, "Little Li wins!"

The old village chief dropped his sickle and ran out, and sure enough, he saw Li Mo standing at the finish line. He was not even sweating, and his wheat-colored face was full of a hearty smile.

"I have to admit that I'm getting old...but you're moving too fast."

"Yeah, Brother Li was like a mole just now, he drilled from the beginning to the end."

The villagers were amazed, saying that even wild boars couldn't dig the fields so fast.

A powerful opponent (the village chief) + the villain's doubts (the children) + the shocked onlookers = an outstanding public display of power!

No one knows how to show off in front of others better than me!

Li Mo was in a good mood and waved his hands, saying, "Actually, the Fairy Queen taught me some martial arts. I practiced it for a while and it turned out to be quite useful for harvesting wheat."

"Did the Celestial Tribe's Queen teach you?"

"Ah, Madam, you can also use a sickle?"

"Hehe, forget about the sickle, she even knows how to use a hammer. Otherwise, how can she be considered an omnipotent Celestial Clan?"

Li Mo puffed out his chest, put his hands on his hips, and looked very proud.

"That's right, Brother Li, please teach me."

"I want to learn too!"

When the villagers heard that it could be used for farming, they became very enthusiastic and wanted to learn it, not worrying about delaying the autumn harvest.

Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Everyone understands this simple truth.

Not far away, Ying Bing couldn't help but smile as she looked at Li Mo who was surrounded by the crowd.

No wonder he insisted on changing his martial arts towards hammers and farm tools.

Swords and knives are more lethal, but the villagers don't know how to use them and won't use them.

They face the loess and work hard, just to fill their stomachs. Starting with farm tools, they will practice diligently without being urged by others.

He has always been smart.

I only act like a child when I'm with her.