After This Term Is Abolished, Highways Will Be Built

Others become useless and fight in the palace. I become useless and work as a general contractor on the construction site. The emperor asked me to choose one of three ways to die, so I sent the old slave on his way with a mouse oil lamp. After escaping from the cold palace, looking at the dilapidated roads and bridges, my professional DNA moved. Is the road uneven? Fix it! So I formed the most professional "infrastructure national team" in history. Where are the roads we built? It is the blood vessel of the empire, the skeleton of the new world, and... The road that someone paved for me, leading to his heart. Later, my road network became the lifeblood of the country. The emperor knelt down at the intersection and begged me: "Queen, the road has been repaired, it's time to return to the palace." I drove the steamroller and looked at the counselor beside me who always smiled warmly. He gently wiped the ashes from my face and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, you are blocking our two-way eight lanes." "The next section is the exclusive passage leading to the imperial mausoleum. Do you want to hitch a ride?"