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In the early years of the Chao Yuan era, as Lou Yu began to stabilize the realm, he found himself burdened with a multitude of affairs that had accumulated over decades.
Lou Yu had been in the Imperial Study for several consecutive days, inundated with memorials that arrived in a steady stream. His pace in reviewing them could never keep up with the speed at which officials submitted them. If he entrusted the matters to Lou Yan, he would feel uneasy.
At that moment, he suddenly recalled a conversation he had with Ye Chen about a play script.
Though it was merely a script, it contained references to the division of positions within the Three Provinces and Six Ministries, particularly regarding the Imperial Examination. Lou Yu thought this might be an opportunity to change the current desolate and broken situation.
Thus, in July of the early Chao Yuan years, Emperor Taizu of Dachang, Lou Yu, established the Imperial Examination System, announcing it to the world. From counties to the capital, examinations were held along the way, allowing any talented youth to come to the capital and participate in the examinations for a chance to serve in court.
This move garnered widespread praise across the realm. Although it threatened the interests of noble families, Lou Yu was a ruler who had seized power through military might; with blood on his hands, who would dare to oppose him?
By August of that year, among the maidservants frequenting the palace, there were even more Kun Ze present, especially in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Almost at a glance, one could see a flurry of young women coming and going. As a result, both his Imperial Study and the Hall of Mental Cultivation became places where Lou Yan could intervene at will.
Lou Yu had executed several audacious Kun Ze, which finally brought some peace to Xin Xiang within the palace. However, Lou Yan became even more brazen and had even brought several children from ministerial families into the inner palace without his consent.
"Elder Sister, what is the meaning of this?" Lou Yu asked softly as he sipped his tea, his eyes dark and fixed intently on Lou Yan.
Lou Yan sat opposite him with a smile on her face, pointing at the row of Kun Ze standing before them. "Lao Yu, these are all carefully selected Kun Ze for you by your Elder Sister. Why not choose a few to enrich your harem?"
Lou Yu slowly raised his gaze.
These Kun Ze evoked a sense of familiarity within him. Who were they imitating? Or were they deliberately dressed this way? Lou Yu already understood in his heart.
He suddenly slammed his teacup down onto the table with force. Lou Yan froze instantly; those Kun Ze were so frightened that they immediately knelt on the ground, their hands pressed against it and their faces buried deep in submission.
"Elder Sister, I have said before that my harem does not require your interference. Changyu Princess should spare some effort," he declared sternly.
Lou Yan thought Lou Yu was merely throwing a tantrum and quickly composed herself. "Lao Yu, you..."
“Call me Emperor instead, Changyu Princess. There is a distinction between our roles as ruler and subject; do not lose the decorum, lest we become a laughingstock.”
Lou Yu interrupted her before she could finish her sentence, coldly throwing out his words, leaving Lou Yan taken aback and embarrassed.
Who didn't know that she was the only blood relative of the current sovereign and a favored figure in front of him? With that blood relation, Lou Yu had been close to her since childhood. She never expected that the current Lou Yu would become so indifferent. It seemed that no matter who ascended to that supreme position, they would become unapproachable.
Lou Yan stood in shock for a long while before slowly rising to her feet. She bowed slightly to Lou Yu and said, “Your Majesty, I beg your pardon.”
At this moment, Lou Yu intended to teach Lou Yan a lesson; otherwise, she would likely keep trying to find ways to send people into his harem in the future.
After waiting for a moment, he allowed Lou Yan to rise, then waved his sleeve and turned away with long strides.
Recently, the affairs of the palace had entered a stable routine. Under the operation of the cabinet established by Lou Yu, a group of people helped him review memorials, which relieved him of considerable pressure.
That day, after finishing his review of the memorials, Lou Yu slowly walked up to the stone steps. He raised his eyes and took in the bustling scene of the entire capital. The night market was ablaze with lights and filled with activity, far more spectacular than the bonfires in the Military Camp, bringing him a sense of peace.
This was the peaceful world he had created. He had done it!
As the excitement in his heart faded away, Lou Yu lowered his gaze, wondering how Ye Chen was faring at that moment.
Lou Yu gently closed his eyes, and in his mind appeared the image of that young man wielding a silver spear in the Military Camp, shouting boisterously. Perhaps at that time, he never imagined he would one day ascend to this lofty position and become a caged beast trapped by the shackles of imperial power.
The streets of Jiangnan were undoubtedly prosperous; without a curfew, pedestrians flowed in and out from morning till night.
Early that morning, vendors at the market began calling out their wares, their shouts intertwining in a lively chorus.
Among the passing crowd was a horse-drawn carriage moving at a steady pace. The carriage bore the distinct emblem of the Ming family. Why would a Ming family carriage come to the chaotic East Market so early in the morning?
In an instant, everyone couldn't help but steal glances at this carriage.
After enduring the dreadful Rain Dew Period, Ming Xiting finally managed to grasp the bizarre worldview of this realm. Ultimately, he could no longer hold back his emotions and decided to seek out Ye Chen; he desperately needed comfort at that moment.
Ye Chen had told him that day that he had been in this world for nearly ten years without finding a way back home, so he constantly advised Ming Xiting to accept his situation.
However, Ming Xiting was not in the mood to listen and burst into tears. It was only after he had cried himself out that Ye Chen took his pulse.
His legs still felt weak, and early in the morning, he asked Su Ye to help him visit Ye Chen. Seeing that his young master was finally willing to seek medical attention, Su Ye was thrilled and immediately pulled him along.
Ming Xiting sat in the luxurious carriage, but his mood was far from good. Despite the numerous wool cushions inside, the ride was still bumpy, a stark contrast to his own extended Rolls-Royce Phantom.
Dazed and weary, Ming Xiting stepped down from the carriage and spotted Ye Chen's son standing in front of the health clinic, looking utterly wronged by a man who seemed to be bothering him.
At that moment, the little fellow had red eyes and a pouted mouth, crying incessantly while staring at the candied hawthorn in the man's hand, his expression full of grievance.
Who was this man? How could he snatch food from a child?
Lou Yu had secretly arrived in Jiangnan, planning to stay quietly for a few days to see how Ye Chen was doing before moving on to another county for further discreet visits.
However, upon reaching the health clinic's entrance—where his scouts had previously confirmed Ye Chen's residence—he found himself unable to step inside.
After hesitating for a long time, he decided that he would just stand outside and take a distant look at Ye Chen to ensure he was well before leaving. Just then, he noticed a small boy who barely reached his waist standing in front of him, tugging at his clothing and asking brightly, "Uncle, are you here to see a doctor?"
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