Dressed as an emperor, Lin Mo doesn't want to engage in political intrigue, he just wants to grow chili peppers and hold barbecue parties. Until it was bound to the system, the missions were just outrageous things like "Morning court turned into a barbecue game" and "Latiao engaged in diplomacy".
As a result, the ministers danced in the square to work, the imperial dining room was full of spicy spicy sticks and dark dishes, the memorials ran away, the stone lions loved to "eat" spicy sticky strips... The King of Xirong became a purchasing agent for spicy strips, and even the system was so angry that it failed.
Here in Lin Mo, running a country is worse than having a party, and happiness and spicy food are the last words.
