There was a magnitude 8 earthquake in the capital, and the palace was full of tents. Aftershocks were more frequent than memorials. The war against San Francisco was still going on in the southwest, and the national treasury was extremely poor. Droughts and floods alternated in various places, and disaster relief packages were piled higher than the beams of the Qianqing Palace. Lin Muzhi wanted to die - the paper hadn't been finished yet, and he really didn't know how to do the emperor's job. But now that it's here, we can't just watch as the people don't even have a bowl of hot porridge. He rolled up his sleeves and modified the seismograph, implemented the ten rules for post-disaster epidemic prevention, and personally instructed that "the porridge factory must not mix sand, and those who violate it will take off their hats." Then he decided to go out of the palace to see what was going on.
It turned out that it was more difficult to travel than to ascend the throne. The Royal Forest Army blocked it, the Ministry of Internal Affairs blocked it, and the Ministry of Rites came up with a complete set of rules for patrolling ceremonial guards. The accompanying team alone could line up for two miles. "I just want to go out and walk around alone. Is it that difficult?"
Of course it's difficult.
Because he will soon discover that the truth that cannot be seen in the memorial can be met by three people on one street - the banner man who ate the Overlord's meal, the border guard who was almost unjustly killed by a rumor, the state and county government office that collected taxes twice and treated the people like balls... And behind all of this, there is a secret that even the Queen Mother is hiding.
