So I really became an emperor? Zheng Fei thought with a grin. “Guards! Begin the imperial consort selection tomorrow. I need to expand my harem.” “Guards! Draft an edict. I want the whole world searched for cultivation manuals that let men and women cultivate together!” “Guards! Drag this usurper out and execute him!” “I’ll lead the campaign in person and teach those northern pups a lesson!” “Guards! Set sail! I’ll lead the army to punish those unruly Japanese devils!” “Let’s discuss who should be appointed governor of England, France, Prussia, and Russia!” “Don’t try to talk me out of it. I’m determined to be a foolish tyrant. Anyone who tries to stop me will have to answer to my whole family!” Emperor Zheng Fei never did learn to act his part. Between his laughter, anger, and jokes, he pulled a dying nation back from the brink. He built ships, forged guns and cannons, and squeezed the country for silver. As the nation grew stronger and its enemies weaker, a brand-new empire was about to rise under his hand.
