Chapter 717: The foundation of absolute power

Chapter 717 The Foundation of Absolute Power

The thick and rough sound from outside penetrated into the house through the formation, and it immediately made the antique bronze ornaments in the corner buzz.

A moment of silence,

Before Xu Yuan could reply, a female voice sounded in the quiet room.

"It seems like it's been a long time since anyone gave this old guy a lesson."

The space of the Jiulongxuan room is not large, simple and deep, except for the pile of files on the desk.

Lou Ji was wearing a slim-fitting purple cheongsam that outlined her soft and delicate curves, and a white velvet vest. She was sitting on the armrest of the main seat, with one hand on Xu Yuan's shoulder and the other gently stroking his hair.

After hearing the sound coming from outside the door, Lou Ji immediately paused and looked out the door with a pair of magnificent purple eyes. Her soft and charming voice was filled with a coldness:

"You dare to break any rules and scold anyone. Do you really think that Mo Yin Pavilion is the headquarters of his Black Lin Army?"

While saying this, Lou Ji stood up from the armrest of Xu Yuan's chair and walked towards the door.

In both public and private matters, she must let the old man outside remember the dignity of the king and his subjects.

After just a few steps, Xu Yuan's slightly tired voice stopped her:

"sister!"

Lou Ji frowned slightly, looked back and said softly:

"Changtian, Zong Qingsheng broke the rules and needs to be punished. If you keep going like this, who will still respect you, the prince of the prime minister's mansion?"

Xu Yinhe has already announced the identity of Changtian's orthodox heir at the Privy Council. Except for himself, no one in the Prime Minister's Mansion is qualified to scold Xu Yuan anymore, and no one is qualified to show their qualifications in front of him.

There is no age or seniority in the center of power. All personal relationships must be ranked after the monarch and his ministers.

Changtian is now an extension of the prime minister's will.

If you are angry, hold it in. If you are angry, go home and let it out.

What is your identity, Zong Qingsheng, and what is your status in Changtian? You just yelled at me by name at the door of Jiulongxuan?

Xu Yuan leaned back slightly and leaned on the main seat behind the desk. While stroking the hair of the prince of the prime minister's mansion that was messed up by this old lady, he said a little funny:

"No, weren't you the one who broke the rules first?"

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Lou Ji was startled and looked back, her beautiful blue eyes gradually showing a hint of grievance and disbelief:

"Changtian, are you a weird sister?"

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Xu Yuan rolled his eyes and said angrily:

"Zong Qingsheng has been waiting for Hua Hong for three days, and you just stepped in. It's weird if it doesn't work."

Lou Ji stared at Xu Yuan for a few seconds, pursed her lips, and disappeared instantly, then reappeared in front of Xu Yuanzuo. She reached out to him as fast as lightning, but she had not yet reached him.

"Crack."

Xu Yuan casually grabbed the old lady's wrist that was trying to wrap around his neck, and said helplessly:

"Zong Qingsheng just yelled, but you're going to attack me directly?"

As he spoke, Xu Yuan slowly stood up from the main seat and glanced at Lou Ji, only to see that the old lady was staring at his caught wrist and ignored his teasing.

Seemingly shocked,

Seems puzzled.

It only took her a cup of tea to enter the Jiulongxuan Room. No one would use their souls to lock people at will, even the closest people.

Xu Yuan let go of Lou Jihao's wrist and said with a smile:

"Don't you know that I beat Xu Changge with my own hands three days ago?"

".What?"

Lou Ji's beautiful eyes widened slightly.

The soft voice echoed in the room.

She knew the strength of her eldest son best. He dared to fight with her, a half-saint, even at his early cultivation level, but Changtian actually defeated him?

"It seems that all the Qi Ji in the Jiange were blocked by my father that day."

Speaking of this, Xu Yuan chuckled, reached out and patted the old lady's boneless shoulders, turned around, and said casually:

"Oh, by the way, Xu Changge has already achieved transformation before."

"Sister knows about this!"

The big succubus's voice became a little excited.

If I hide, this old lady will be sad.

So I won’t hide anymore. duang~

The face is soft to the touch and the scent of poisonous roses is inhaled.

Then,

Rubbing the dog's head angrily.

This familiar sense of security~

For a long time,

The softness left his face, his long hair was scattered, and Xu Yuan's narrow eyes were filled with tenderness.

Lou Ji held Xu Yuan's cheek with both hands, her beautiful eyes flickering as if looking at a beloved treasure.

They looked at each other for a few breaths, their red lips slightly parted.

"Long sky."

"how?"

"Can you give your sister some pocket money?"

"Crack!"

Xu Yuan opened Lou Ji's hand.

You did this because you wanted to beg him for help, right?

Staring at Lou Ji angrily, Xu Yuan turned around and walked towards the door:

"We'll talk about this later. Let me settle the people outside the door first."

Lou Ji snorted softly, stood behind with her hands folded around her chest, and said resentfully:

"My cultivation has improved and my wings have strengthened. Changtian is really busy now."

Xu Yuan was silent for a while and replied tiredly:

"Sister, I have too many things to do."

While he was still in the prime minister's palace, he had already arranged everything in advance for his return to Beijing.

The curtain is about to open. Sitting in this position, he needs to become as strong as possible, but no one is born to know this.

Even with the experience in Charming God's Illusion, it still takes time to adapt to the various techniques of the Blood Yuan Heart Destruction Technique, not to mention that he still needs to perfect the Black Death Talisman and develop the life and death Dao Yuan he possesses.

But this plan was shattered again before it even started.

Too busy.

If Zero Zero Seven in the previous life was a sarcastic joke, then this thing in this life is a working model that can really be realized.

Xu Yuan, who returned to the Imperial Capital, was fortunate enough to experience such happiness for the first time in his life.

After defeating Xu Changge, Xu Yuan did not return to the inner courtyard immediately, but came to Mo Yin Pavilion.

He originally planned to simply read a few files here, come to guide the work and then go back to the yard to rest. After all, the battle with Xu Changge consumed all his energy. However, as soon as he entered the room, his buttocks was still hot, and the old man Hua Hong Then he got in without saying a word.

Then,

During these three days of study, Xu Yuan realized why his father had such centralized authority.

Also realized,

That position is not suitable for anyone to sit at all.

Managing a big country like cooking small dishes does not apply to the system of the prime minister's office.

Absolute dictatorial power represents absolutely concentrated responsibility and work.

You have to overview everything.

This administrative model simply did not work in the previous life.

Because manpower is limited, it is impossible for one person to have an overview of everything in a country, let alone to master the hundreds of ways in the world. However, the system of the Prime Minister's Office requires exactly such a leader.

You need to know how to make alchemy to avoid the large-scale fire-consuming corruption of those alchemists.

You need to understand formations and construction to evaluate the expenses and benefits of a giant project.

You also need to be familiar with military formation training, education and brainwashing, material and material exchange, and even the mode of commanding large-scale regiments.

And these are the things that make people’s scalp numb just by talking about them.

In Hua Hong’s mouth,

But it is only the tip of the iceberg that the prime minister of the current dynasty is burdened with.

(End of chapter)

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