Dressed as a cannon fodder eunuch who couldn't survive three chapters in the male video, Su Mo turned over the script and sneered.
On the first day of the new emperor's ascension to the throne, a sequel was staged with nine sons seizing the throne. The vassal king rebelled, powerful ministers forced the palace, and the entire Dongchang was a cannon fodder reserve. He stood in a pool of blood holding a fly whisk, and smiled at the rebels who were stunned: "Do you know how I died in my last life? I was tricked by you idiots."
The next second, the load of the resume that memorized the Twenty-Four Histories and was full of scheming and scheming in the past life was completed - who was loyal and who was traitorous was clearly visible, and the secrets of the palace were as precious as every family treasure.
The emperor hid the secret order in the middle of the dragon robe: "Within three days, mark the coordinates of their tombs for me."
Before the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty could react, the eunuch had already used the twenty-four solar terms killing technique + the Feng Shui bureau's precise blasting technique to make the Sangong and Jiuqing families dig out dragon robes one after another. The border generals knelt down to pray for peace talismans, the concubines in the harem lined up to seek Buddhist scriptures, and even the Queen Mother personally sent her health-preserving secrets.
The little emperor Long Yan was delighted: "Su Banban, I will grant you the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!"
Su Mo shook off the dust and smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, you are welcome. I just want the civil and military officials in the court to say, "The Governor is mighty."
