Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

Pan Yang rushed back and saw Zhou Yang guarding the door.

Zhou Yang noticed his puzzled expression: "Why is Your Majesty in such a hurry? Is there something urgent?"

"I'm sleepy." Pan Yang said without thinking, walked around Zhou Yang into the palace, and lay down on the couch.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang entered the room and looked at Pan Yang lying there like a boneless man: "Isn't Your Majesty uncomfortable like this?"

"I'm not feeling bad, I'm fine." Pan Yang suddenly sat up: "Zhou Yang, I suddenly realized you're too normal." He really couldn't stand those two effeminate guys.

Zhou Yang looked somewhat bewildered and ultimately said nothing.

early morning.

Scholar Song stepped forward: "Your Majesty, the south suffers from floods every year, and the rainy season is approaching again this year. I am afraid there will be disasters again. I think it would be better to make preparations in advance and go to the south for an inspection."

“I have a candidate to recommend.” Sun Xu immediately stepped forward: “Your Majesty, I believe it would be better for Minister Li and Minister Zhuge to go together.”

Pan Yang looked at him: "Indeed, the two of them are first-rate at embezzlement."

Upon hearing this, Sun Xu froze instantly, while the two officials immediately exclaimed, "Your Majesty is innocent!"

"What do you mean I'm innocent? I'm not innocent," Pan Yang said, as if he hadn't understood.

Sun Xu twitched the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and continued, "Your Majesty, both of you are honest officials. How can you say that you are corrupt?"

"Ah, right, right, right." Fan Yang nodded, rolled his eyes, and took out a pen and paper: "Since that's the case, and you all like this cushy job, let's decide by drawing lots."

As he spoke, he wrote some words on a piece of paper, then tore it open, folded it up again, and threw it directly onto the ground.

"My lords, let's pick one at random and see."

Looking at Pan Yang's expression, Scholar Song saw that Pan Yang was relaxed and seemed not to think there was anything wrong with what he had done. Finally, Scholar Song picked up a piece of paper from the ground.

Seeing this, the other ministers also picked them up.

Unfortunately, they couldn't understand what was written on the note at all.

Sun Xu looked at the note in his hand, which said "baozi" (steamed bun), but he really didn't understand what it meant.

The other ministers looked at their own and then at others', seeing things like fried dough sticks, dumplings, puppies, kittens, and some incomprehensible symbols.

How can this be considered a lottery?

Pan Yang tapped the table: "Today, I am in a very good mood, so whoever draws the crying face emoji will be chosen."

The ministers looked at each other, and finally a man of relatively low rank stepped forward: "Your Majesty, this is a crying face." This man was named Yang Qi, and he was considered a neutral party member. He usually appeared quiet and unassuming.

"Since that's the case, I suddenly have a craving for fried dough sticks today, so whoever draws the steamed bun will be chosen."

Upon hearing this, Sun Xu stepped forward and said, "I have drawn the winning number."

Pan Yang nodded and said, "In that case, Lord Sun and Lord Yang shall go to the south together."

Upon hearing this, Sun Xu's eyes flickered. This was a good deal for him. Yang Qi's temperament wouldn't cause any trouble, and the South also had its own rights. As long as they discussed it, he could also gain a lot of benefits.

As for the imperial court, he didn't think that a mere Fan Yang could cause any trouble.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been to the South either. In that case, I’ll reluctantly go with the Prime Minister,” Pan Yang suddenly said.

All eyes immediately turned to Fan Yang, who shrugged nonchalantly: "Just kidding, just kidding. Since I'm not going, Scholar Song!"

Upon hearing this, Scholar Song immediately replied, "Your subject is here!"

"I order you to go with Sun Xu and find that whoever is guilty of corruption is unforgivable! If anyone resists, execute them first and report later."

"I understand!"

Upon hearing this, the smile that was about to appear on Sun Xu's face vanished instantly: "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?"

"It's nothing special." Pan Yang leaned back on the dragon throne, somewhat languidly: "Of course, it's not too late for you to rebel now."

Sun Xu's eyes darkened. He stared at Pan Yang for a long time, realizing that he really couldn't understand this emperor. Finally, he sneered, "Your Majesty is joking."

"In that case, let's adjourn the court!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Pan Yang left the court in high spirits, but Sun Xu was certainly not.

As soon as Fan Yang returned to the palace, he heard the sound of a zither and sure enough, he saw Zhou Yang playing the zither under the tree.

"If you don't like playing the piano, then you won't play it." Pan Yang's voice reached Zhou Yang's ears, and Zhou Yang's movements paused. At that moment, a string on the piano inexplicably broke.

Zhou Yang simply stopped playing the zither and stood up: "How did Your Majesty know? I don't like playing the zither."

"So you like playing the piano?" Pan Yang didn't bother to say anything more and simply agreed.

Zhou Yang took a deep breath and looked at Pan Yang: "Does Your Majesty think that I deliberately played the zither to please Your Majesty, and that I am like a courtesan?"

Pan Yang blinked. He was very curious about what was going on in this young man's head. How come he looked like an immortal but had so many thoughts?

"I do not consider you a courtesan, and you do not need to compare yourself with others. If you feel bored, you can wander around the palace at will."

"What if I wish to enter the court as an official?" Zhou Yang spoke again, but his eyes held a hint of gloom.

"Oh, then I'll take it. How about I give you the position of Prime Minister?" Wouldn't that give him a legitimate reason to kill Sun Xu? It couldn't be more perfect.

"?" Zhou Yang was completely bewildered, but seeing that Huan Yang wasn't joking, he fell into deep thought. To be honest, he was already prepared to be punished by this person.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fan Yang continued, "You don't want to be the prime minister? Hmm, then can I give you my position?" According to 001, Zhou Yang is his lover, so Zhou Yang is equivalent to himself, so Zhou Yang becoming a wise ruler is equivalent to himself becoming a wise ruler.

He seems to have figured it out!

001: "??? Host, don't try to take shortcuts, that's wrong! This doesn't count as completing the mission!"

Zhou Yang: "???" Was he just hallucinating? How could he hear Fan Yang telling him to become emperor?

"Your Majesty, are you joking?" Zhou Yang finally spoke after a long silence.

Pan Yang sighed: "So, are you still going to be an official?"

"Villain..."

"I'll appoint you as the Imperial Advisor!" Pan Yang's eyes lit up. Anyway, the position of Imperial Advisor in this country had always been vacant. He had to think of a way to make Sun Xu rebel so that he would have a reason to kill Sun Xu directly.

Before Zhou Yang could react, he was directly appointed as the Imperial Preceptor. Although he still lived in the palace, he was allowed to attend the morning court sessions and discuss the state of the country.

Others are foolish; they simply don't know whether Pan Yang truly trusts them or suspects that they can't handle Pan Yang.

Of course, all the ministers were also bewildered by the sudden appearance of the Imperial Advisor, but considering what Fan Yang had been doing these past few days, it seemed that appointing an Imperial Advisor wasn't such a big deal.

As time went by, Huan Yang's power grew unnoticed.