Your Majesty, You've Gone Off Course Again!

Zhu Xiaochuan gazed at the unfamiliar, slightly chubby face of an emperor in the mirror, then at the beautiful empress by his side, and fell into deep thought.

“Your Majesty, it’s time for court.” The eunuch’s shrill voice came from outside.

Morning court... In his previous life, he had been a wage slave who got up early every day. Now that he had finally been reborn as an emperor, he still had to get up early?!

In the Golden Chariot Hall, he looked at the sea of officials below him, listening to them argue endlessly over whether to repair the Yellow River first or hold a sacrifice to Heaven. It was just like the project review meetings from his previous life.

He cleared his throat and cut them off. “My esteemed ministers, I have a proposal.”

The officials fell silent, awaiting his imperial judgment.

“From now on, could you make a PowerPoint when you give reports? Get to the point, use both text and images, and limit each person to the time it takes an incense stick to burn. Anyone who keeps repeating themselves will have... their salary docked!”

The entire court: “???”