The Emperor's Unofficial Biography

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3x AD… I don’t know the exact time. For a lazy student like me, the only
thing I worry about is whether I’ll pass tomorrow’s exam. Time is an unattainable thing for me.
'Master, are you alright?' Marilyn asked with concern, seeing my gloomy expression.
Robotics and computer technology in this era have advanced to the point where they can create robots almost
indistinguishable , and Marilyn is one of them; the reason I say 'almost' is because Marilyn
can do everything, from cooking to building spaceships for interstellar travel. However, there is one
thing can’t do: have sex. I don’t have the money to buy sex toys, so Marilyn
is just a doll to me that I can look at but not touch.
'Marilyn, shall we go for a walk through the time tunnel?'
In this era, not only interstellar travel, but even time travel is possible; however, considering that
any actions taken in the past will have serious and unpredictable consequences for the future, not
everyone can travel through time. And I, an archaeology and history student,
gained access to the time travel device in order to witness historical events firsthand.
'Unauthorized movement into the timeline is illegal, Master.'
'I know.'
'The time police will arrest you, Master.'
'I understand.'
'Anyone who violates the time travel regulations will be sentenced to death, without exception.'
'I understand.'
'Then, do you still want to enter the timeline?'
'Of course! I'm about to die of boredom! Besides, a poor guy like me will starve to death after graduation because
I can't find a job! Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well give him a good beating!!'
'…I understand…'
Basically, robots don't do illegal things; however, Marilyn is a bit special: because it's a second-hand
chip, Marilyn's legal control system is malfunctioning, so regardless of whether it's illegal or not, Marilyn will do whatever I want
to do .
Time: Unknown Location: Unknown
It looked like an ancient Chinese palace, which was exactly what I wanted: find an ancient king
, usurp his throne, and enjoy the feeling of being an emperor.
'Marilyn, go and gather information about this emperor.'
While observing the environment from within the invisible barrier Marilyn had created, I instructed her to collect information about the royal family. The
speed of computers made possible by technological advancements was remarkable; in less than two minutes, Marilyn had collected and compiled
the information . If this had happened in the medieval era when computers were first invented, it might have taken
decades.
As for how Marilyn was able to collect information without knowing anything? Don't ask me, I don't
know either.
Looking at the information, the emperor's name was Zhao Yanguang, he had two sons named Zhao Hongying and Zhao Hongyi,
and a daughter, Princess Yunjia. I had no interest in impersonating a woman, so I decided to check out
the appearances of the two princes and find one I liked to impersonate.
When I arrived at the eldest prince's residence with Marilyn, I could hear the sounds of a man and woman making love coming from inside
.
"Oh...ah...Your Highness...I'm flying...ah..."
"Little Swallow...wait for me...let's go together...um..."
Seeing two naked bodies entwined on the bed, I felt a sudden
aversion to this prince. Hmm, it must be because he's too fat, that must be it.
Arriving at the Second Prince's residence, it was dark and gloomy. The Second Prince was already in bed. Hmm,
an early riser , a good sign.
"Marilyn, I'll impersonate this boy."
Marilyn nodded gently and led me into the Second Prince's bedroom. First, she used stereoscopic photography to
photograph the Second Prince's face, then used memory scanning to copy his memories. Next, she extended her left hand, and a
high-energy beam quickly disintegrated the Second Prince, skin and bones, leaving only a set of
clothes in the bed.
"Now, copy the target's face onto the master. It will hurt a little, please bear with it." "
Actually, it doesn't hurt at all, but it's really boring. Just imagine standing still and not being able to do anything
. I guess this is what it feels like to be a model? Or maybe like a piece of rotten wood being sculpted?
Wearing the Second Prince's clothes, surprisingly, they fit me perfectly, as if they were custom-made for me.
'Marilyn, do I look like an ancient person?'
'If you're impersonating the Second Prince, your master will still recognize you.' Marilyn's implication was that I was
n't convincing enough.
'That's alright, let's kill their whole family now. Let's go to the Emperor's palace
first.' Arriving at the Emperor's palace, we heard the same panting we had just heard.
This Emperor is something else. When we entered the inner room, we saw several women
sitting or lying on a large bed. The Emperor was on top of one of the women, thrusting his penis into her vagina.
'Marilyn, give the Emperor a simulated stroke.' "
The emperor, who was panting heavily while thrusting into a woman's vagina, suddenly stopped.
His eyes glazed over, his body stiffened, and saliva began to drool uncontrollably. "
Your Majesty! Your Majesty! What's wrong?" The girls around the emperor panicked.
"Help! Help!" came the urgent cries for the imperial physician.
To demonstrate their loyalty and courage, a large number of people rushed into the emperor's bedroom to
diagnose .
"This... His Majesty has suffered a stroke..."
The imperial physician looked troubled and quickly prescribed medicine; however, the emperor's stroke was caused by the Marilyn, and unless
the Marilyn was malfunctioning, no amount of medicine could cure the emperor's illness.
"Father! Father, what's wrong?" The eldest prince rushed into the emperor's bedchamber with a joyful expression. Hmm, it's about time for me
to make my appearance.
Because I entered quietly, knelt silently before the bed, and didn't say a word, and because everyone
around in a panic, no one noticed that this "second prince" was behaving strangely.
"Marilyn, it's about time the emperor designated an heir and then abdicated in peace."
The emperor, unable to speak, trembled as he raised his right hand, slowly pointing at me; his mouth struggled to utter
the words "pass...the throne..." Since all the emperor's actions
were being remotely controlled by Marilyn through microwave stimulation of his nerves, he naturally appeared to be trembling, but this only made the murder farce seem more real.
"Your Majesty, are you going to pass the throne to the second prince, Zhao Hongyi?" A minister hurriedly stepped forward to inquire; concerning their
future prospects, this order of succession was something they had to hear carefully, so they would know to whom to wag their tails
in loyalty in the future.
The emperor nodded with difficulty, then suddenly pressed his hand to his heart. Marilyn,
using a simulated heart attack, quickly brought the emperor to his death, naturally eliciting loud cries from the crowd. However,
everyone had their own reason for crying: the eldest prince cried because he wasn't the heir to the throne; the concubines cried because they were to be
sent to a nunnery; the ministers cried to show their loyalty to the new emperor. In short, the whole stage was filled with a performance of feigned benevolence and
righteousness.
'Marilyn, you can make me faint, otherwise, won't I give myself away if I don't cry?'
And so, in full view of everyone, I, the newly enthroned emperor,
fainted .
What a soap opera, isn't it?
Chapter One: Rectification
Author: xxt

Chapter One: Rectification
When I woke up, I didn't know what time it was.
'The Emperor is awake! The Emperor is awake!' Seeing me awake, the maid by the bed excitedly
relayed .
However, I, still newly awakened, didn't immediately come to my senses; The Emperor? Who is the Emperor?
'Didn't Master just replace the prince and inherit the throne?' Marilyn finally reminded me.
Footsteps sounded, and a group of people entered, then knelt before the bed. 'This servant greets Your Majesty.'
I didn't speak; honestly, I didn't know what to say, so I simply continued to play dumb.
Seeing that I didn't answer, several of the men in official robes exchanged glances, then continued, 'Please
allow us to examine Your Majesty, Your Majesty.'
Oh, so they were imperial physicians. I nodded, feigning difficulty.
One of the physicians respectfully came forward to take my pulse, but after doing so, he
retreated .
Another physician came forward tremblingly to take my pulse, and then hurriedly retreated.
In this way, each physician's expression when taking my pulse was different, and their demeanor when leaving was also different; but there was
one thing in common: it was obvious that none of them could diagnose the cause of my illness.
"I can't find anything wrong..."
"Me neither..."
"It seems His Majesty's illness this time is no small matter..."
A bunch of quacks! I'm clearly not sick, why won't these people believe their own diagnoses
?
"Little brother, I heard you've woken up?" The eldest prince, Zhao Hongying, rushed in without waiting for an announcement; his face showed
he wanted to tear me apart.
"Warning: Plant-based cyanide and mineral arsenide detected!" Marilyn
warned . It was obvious that this eldest prince planned to poison his younger brother while he was unconscious and ill to seize the throne
.
"Marilyn, let him take the medicine he brought."
The eldest prince, Zhao Hongying, swaggered over to my bedside and sat down, then feigned a very moved expression,
saying , "Little brother, it's so good that you're awake! As your older brother, I was so worried!" Then, turning to the maid
, he commanded, "Tea, His Majesty needs tea." "
Of course you're worried, aren't you? If I weren't dead, how would you be emperor, wouldn't you? "
The maid brought the tea. Zhao Hongying first reached into his robes and smeared some powder, then sprinkled it on the tea,
saying with an evil smile, "Little brother's still not well, let your older brother feed you tea!"
As he spoke, Zhao Hongying picked up the spiked teacup and tried to force-feed me the tea. Although everyone around noticed something was wrong
, no one intervened. This "emperor" was still very weak; if the eldest prince could kill
him , stopping him would be tantamount to suicide. Even if they didn't intervene, the emperor
wouldn't know anyway, so it was better to avoid trouble.
However, for some reason, Zhao Hongying took a sip of tea himself, then, with a pained
expression , clutched his throat and slowly slid to the ground, dead.
The Crown Prince's sudden death threw everyone into chaos. Several readily available imperial physicians quickly diagnosed
him with poisoning. But who had poisoned him? The maid who had just served the tea became the prime
suspect was immediately apprehended by the guards.
"Search him..." I uttered, again with great difficulty, pointing at Zhao Hongying's corpse.
The Emperor had decreed it; who dared disobey? The search naturally uncovered the poison. Now, the culprit was caught red-handed. Although no
one knew why the murderer who had intended to poison someone else had suddenly changed their mind and poisoned themselves
, no one would object to finding a scapegoat.
"Maid... stay... you... leave..." Hearing me say this, everyone, though full of questions,
dared them. They could only leave the maid, who had been suspected of being the murderer, behind, pay their respects, and leave.
I then sat up, stretched, and exclaimed, "Ugh! Acting is exhausting!"
"Is His Majesty alright?" The maid was startled.
"Of course I'm alright! But if I hadn't played dead, I really wouldn't have gotten any information out of the scheme. What's your name?"
"This servant is Yuwen."
"Do you know that I…I just saved your life?" "That was close, I almost let it slip.
" "Yes, this servant thanks Your Majesty for saving my life."
"Keep my feigned illness a secret, understand?"
"Yes."
"From now on, you will stay by my side and serve me, understand?"
"Yes."
"Come here."
"Yes." Yuwen obeyed and came to the bedside.
Yuwen looked like a 16-year-old girl, not particularly beautiful, only of average appearance.
"Take off your clothes." "
Your Majesty!"
"Do you dare disobey my decree?"
"Yes..." Yuwen could only blush and take off her clothes one by one, refusing to
take off any more when only her bodice and underpants remained.
Although Yuwen only took off her clothes to this extent, I could already see Yuwen's figure: her skin was quite fair and tender, but unfortunately
she had no breasts, her figure was not very good, her buttocks were too small, her waist was quite thin, and her legs were unfortunately like
carrot legs.
However, for me, a bachelor who hasn't touched a woman in my twenty years of life, Yuwen is
quite alluring; Marilyn, though made to be beautiful and have a great figure, is useless without a sex
toy ; Yuwen, though not a beauty, has a truly authentic
paradise.
"Princess Yunjia has arrived," the eunuch at the door announced; Yuwen, hearing the princess's arrival, was startled:
"Your Majesty, please allow this servant to take her leave!"
"Alright, you may leave."
"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty." With that, Yuwen grabbed her clothes and fled like the wind into the servants' quarters next door.
It seems allowing this shy girl to leave is indeed a favor.
I lay back down on the bed, feigning illness; Princess Yunjia is also a member of the royal family, so the chances of her recognizing me as an imposter
are not small. I must be careful, and then see if there's any opportunity to kill her and silence her.
"Brother, I heard you've woken up?" Before she even arrived, a fragrant breeze carried on the sweet, melodious voice of a nightingale
. When she appeared before the bed, I was utterly stunned for a long time.
A classically beautiful woman! Large eyes, cherry lips, snow-white skin, and even through layers of clothing, her
high, firm breasts, slender waist, and full hips were clearly visible. Regardless of the shape of her legs, this beauty was at least a ninety out
of ten!
"Brother, are you feeling better?" Seeing me lost in thought, the beauty before the bed asked.
This beauty is Princess Yun Jia? Killing her would be such a waste, I thought. But if I don't kill her,
what if my disguise is exposed?
The best way is, if you can't kill the witness, then find a way to make the witness a criminal as well; that's right,
drag Princess Yun Jia into being a criminal with me! But I killed Zhao Hongyi to impersonate the real one, Princess Yun Jia can't kill
herself to impersonate herself, what should I do?
"Brother?" Princess Yun Jia's expression didn't seem very concerned, more like she was just being polite.
Hmm, perhaps Princess Yunjia and Zhao Hongyi's relationship isn't very close…
'Royal sister… help me… up…' I said, pretending to sit up.
Hearing this, Princess Yunjia quickly sat down beside me and reached out to help me sit up; 'Royal brother, you're not
feeling well, don't force yourself…' She probably didn't expect my hand to wrap around her waist,
and before she could finish speaking, she froze.
But it wasn't over yet. My hand grasped Princess Yunjia's hand, and the hand that had been around her slender waist
began to move towards her full buttocks.
'Royal brother, don't do this!' Princess Yunjia blushed.
That's right, this is my bet: if I can have Princess Yun Jia, then because of
the taboo against "incest," Princess Yun Jia will have no choice but to obey me from now on; I can also get a beautiful and charming woman,
why not?
I was about to say something, but then I suddenly remembered that Princess Yun Jia in front of me is a member of the royal family. If I accidentally
let slip, the consequences would be unimaginable. So, for today's scene, I can only use my hands, not my words.
After deciding on the basic strategy, it was time to carry it out; I used both hands to pull Princess Yun Jia onto the bed and held her in my arms
.
"Brother, you can't..." Princess Yun Jia's face flushed even more, but to my surprise, she showed no sign of
resistance . Perhaps this princess wasn't as chaste as she appeared? Or was she afraid of the emperor's
power? But whatever the case, this was my bargaining chip.
With Princess Yun Jia's tacit consent, one hand encircled her slender waist and caressed her
high, firm breasts through the silk fabric; the other hand cupped her cheek, and then, a kiss.
For me, even without personally experiencing a French kiss, the information I'd heard and seen in various media
was enough to make it easy for me to use; but how could a princess living deep in the palace have the opportunity to encounter
such a daring way of kissing from an ancient perspective? Moreover, the one holding her and kissing her now was
her 'twin brother'? The effect of this kiss was so obvious that you could tell just by looking at Princess Yun Jia's delicate hands moving around,
unsure of where to put them.
"Brother, you...don't do this..." My kisses moved from Princess Yun Jia's cherry-like lips to
her delicate nose, eyelids, ears, and snow-white neck. My hands, without any hesitation,
removed all of Princess Yun Jia's clothes and jewelry. Princess Yun Jia's only resistance, her face flushed, was a weak
, almost inaudible protest.
Soon, Princess Yun Jia was left with only a moon-white bodice embroidered with gold thread and
a pair of lake-green shorts. My hand could already reach through Princess Yun Jia's clothing and directly caress her full
breasts . My other hand traced the crevice between Princess Yun Jia's long,
shapely .
A soft moan escaped her lips as my fingers touched her vulva. Princess Yun Jia trembled
; the gradually hardening nipples and the clear fluid flowing from her vulva told
me that this innocent beauty was beginning the necessary process of transitioning from girlhood to womanhood.
Unable to resist my advances, Princess Yun Jia's pale white bodice slipped down with my movements; now her only covering...
The only thing blocking my path to conquest was this short, lake-green underpants.
"Brother, no..."
Princess ; even when I encountered resistance while pulling on the lake-green underpants, Princess Yun Jia would
cooperatively shift her body to make it easier for me.
"Brother...do you really want Yun Jia?" Seeing me begin to undress, Princess Yun Jia revealed her
pitiful beauty; it wasn't a refusal, but rather an inquiry that seemed to seek a promise.
"...Yun Jia understands...please, brother, have pity on Yun Jia..." Although she didn't receive an answer, seeing me lying on
top of her jade-like body, Yun Jia knew what I wanted; so Princess Yun Jia cooperatively parted her legs and
closed her eyes .
A warm, moist sensation emanated from her high, firm breasts, accompanied by waves of numbing pleasure. Princess Yun Jia knew I
was kissing her proud breasts; a warm, tingling sensation also coursed through her private parts,
likely from my fingers exploring her most intimate area.
With my clumsy teasing, Princess Yun Jia's body slowly heated up. Her hands began to
actively guide my kisses to her most sensitive areas, and her lower body experienced waves of indescribable
emptiness and tingling. Only by spreading her legs as wide as possible could she slightly alleviate this suffocating, love-hate
feeling.
"Brother, please take Yun Jia! Yun Jia can't take this torture
anymore intensified, her whole body burning with a sensation that was neither pleasant nor unpleasant; however, Princess Yun Jia
had heard the palace maids discussing such things and guessed that this was probably what it meant to want something.
"Oh!" A tearing pain, accompanied by a profound sense of fulfillment as emptiness was finally filled,
overwhelmed Princess Yun Jia. Tears streamed down her face as she endured the agony. She had finally stepped into the forbidden realm; her future was now entirely intertwined with
that of her "brother." If she could use her feminine
charm to win his favor, she could gain far more wealth and power than if she married a nobleman. But if her brother fell from grace, her fate would
undoubtedly be tragic.
After twenty years of solitude, her clone had broken through the barrier for the first time, entering the moist paradise of the beautiful woman. Enjoying
the tight embrace, holding this warm, soft body, making her weep and happy because
of her —she truly felt that even if the time police jumped out and executed her now, it would be worth it.
Everything is difficult at the beginning. Once the initial hurdle was overcome, waves of pleasure
began to surge with the friction and separation of our joined bodies. At first, Princess Yunjia could bite her cherry lips to keep quiet and maintain her princessly composure
. However, as the frequency and intensity of my thrusts increased, the pleasure of intercourse began to take over every nerve in her body
, and Princess Yunjia could no longer endure it.
"Ah...Brother...Oh...Please...faster...Ah...More...Deeper...Ah..."
What began as a weak complaint gradually amplified into a wanton demand. Princess Yunjia's hands tightly
wrapped around my neck, her legs entwined around my waist, and her body fully cooperated with my movements, seeking
the greatest pleasure a woman could experience in this world.
"Ah...ah...Yun Jia...I'm going to come...ah...Brother...harder...harder...ah...I'm dying...Yun Jia...
I'm going to ..."
In the climax's cry, Yun Jia's vagina released proof of the first time she had ever experienced such ultimate pleasure. I
then thrust my first seed into Yun Jia's uterus, which was contracting and sucking at my glans due to her orgasm.
Afterwards, I didn't immediately withdraw from Yun Jia's body; instead, I held Yun Jia, enjoying my
first woman, albeit in a strange way.
"Brother...did you like Yun Jia's performance?" the beauty beneath me asked. The best answer was the pleasure
brought by the renewed swelling, the gradual filling of my lower body with heat, and the intermittent movements . "Ah...Brother...please don't abandon Yun Jia...Yun Jia is yours from now on..." Chapter Two: The Tyrant's Accession Author: xxt Sitting on the Golden Palace receiving the courtiers' homage, my mind was still filled with the erotic scenes of my night with Yun Jia . After the audience, the courtiers began to chatter amongst themselves regarding the late emperor's funeral and the new emperor's ascension to the throne . To demonstrate their loyalty and competence, they offered a variety of outlandish suggestions: building a mausoleum, constructing a high platform, issuing a public proclamation announcing the mourning period, sending a notice to the Liao Kingdom, distributing gold and silver, and hiring monks and Taoist priests to hold grand ceremonies—the suggestions grew increasingly numerous and absurd. As for me, sitting on the dragon throne , I was practically falling asleep. If we were to actually follow their suggestions, not to mention the expenses—it would likely drain half the national treasury (that's roughly what Marilyn estimated)—the funeral alone might take over a month. A person is already dead; is it really necessary to waste so much time, effort, and money just to let the whole world know, "Oh, your father is dead" ? Even if the whole world knew your father was dead, would they shed a single extra tear? But look at these people before me now, working tirelessly , even arguing amongst themselves over differing opinions on the ceremony's format . "I believe it should be done this way to display the nation's majesty; Your Majesty, please decide!" "I believe it should be done that way to show the grandeur of a great nation; Your Majesty, please enlighten us!" "If the people know Your Majesty didn't do it this way, their hearts will be uneasy!" "If there's no 'ooxx,' it will incur Heaven's wrath, leading to the nation's destruction!" Look at them, their endless bickering is one thing, but now they're using me as a tool to subdue their opponents, afraid I won't listen to them—coercion and bribery are all employed! When it comes to death, it's all just about their own power struggles ! Tell me, if I don't build a grand and conspicuous tomb for the dead emperor, will he lead an army of zombies to destroy our country? If I don't order the people to observe a three-month mourning period, will they rise up in rebellion? If I don't burn incense, worship Buddha, or perform pole dancing and striptease with hot girls, will it trigger an alien attack on Earth?

So, many times, emperors don't choose to be incompetent rulers; they are corrupted by their selfish subordinates !
'No need for all this! After the seven-day mourning period, the late emperor's body will be cremated and enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple! All activities throughout the country
will proceed as normal without restriction! I will handle the mourning; those who wish to observe it can do so, and those who don't will not be forced!
Any other questions?'
Cremation? No funeral, no mourning? This emperor is truly disloyal, unfilial, unrighteous, and…
well, what? It wasn't my father who died! Don't forget I'm impersonating him now; I've already done
more than enough by not throwing the body out to feed the wild dogs!
'Your Majesty! This is inappropriate! If not…' The assembled officials began to clamor again, even citing a bunch of
natural and man-made disasters to try and scare me. If I were really Zhao Hongyi, I might be scared by you all; but unfortunately, I'm
an imposter from the 3x century. These ministers' supernatural tales are simply impossible for me. Even
if a supernatural event did occur, Marilyn is here, there's nothing she can't handle.
'No need for further words, just do as I say!'
'Your Majesty! Your humble servant…'
'Are you the emperor or am I the emperor?'
'Your humble servant obeys…'
Having been rebuffed, the ministers shifted their focus to the new emperor's ascension to the throne. Some suggested this, some
suggested a general amnesty, some suggested building schools to celebrate, some suggested boosting the economy.
The discussion became increasingly heated, and finally, they started proposing all sorts of strange and unusual enthronement ceremony suggestions: offering sacrifices to Heaven,
performing the Fengshan , promoting officials, reading the inaugural address, the Song-Liao dualism theory, the Four No's and One Without, the 1992 Consensus
—it all gave me a headache.
'No need! What's the point of an enthronement ceremony? Does that mean I'm not the emperor if I don't have one?' Why don't they use their money and time
to do something else? '
We finally managed to stop the ministers' bickering, and it seemed the first day of court was about
to end without any important issues being discussed; unexpectedly, the ministers then started offering
their opinions . A whole bunch
of titles like "Supreme Virtue, Profound Benevolence, Wise Martial Valor, Sacred Eternity, Supreme Inviolability, Hard, Huge, Enduring, A Thousand Women Slaying, Golden Spear Unyielding" emerged. If we actually followed these people's suggestions to bestow titles on the deceased emperor,
just the master of ceremonies at the funeral reciting these titles, which are probably light-years long, would likely cause
hundreds to die from lack of oxygen, not to mention the historians responsible for writing the history books—many
would probably break their hands from writing and become disabled in the line of duty! The only one who might be happy is me, because publishing a book with just
that string of titles could swindle him tens of millions in royalties. Hmm, I digress.
Most importantly, what's the point of bestowing titles on a dead person?' It's not like giving someone a title will cause the whole nation
to rejoice , and then, due to the surge in public morale, they'll automatically evolve into super citizens, their combat index
will increase a million times, and they'll form a joint fleet to create the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere. If it spontaneously
led to a massive increase in national productivity, I'd consider it. But after receiving a title,
a dead person is still a dead person. Just because you've been given a bunch of titles doesn't mean you'll actually become an invincible great man.
I'd believe it if you became impotent—at least these ministers have almost made me impotent! Even if a supernatural event really
happened and you became a great man, the people's lives and the nation's strength wouldn't change. Even if you put
'too early' or 'too late' on your passport, it wouldn't change anything. It won't! Dying from a stroke is dying from a stroke on a stroke.
This fact can only be covered up, not changed!
'Why give so many honorific titles? Just give him the title "Stroke on a Journey," and call the Emperor's temple name "Shangdi"!'
'Your Majesty, this is not proper!' "How can you bestow the title 'Emperor's sudden death'? Isn't this openly telling the people that the late Emperor died
of a sudden death on a horse?"
"Who said the late Emperor died of a sudden death on a horse? What crime should be committed to spreading rumors and disturbing the people's minds? Guards! Drag this dog 's head
out and behead him! Also, ransack this dog's house and see how much bribes this traitor has received
from the enemy !" "Your Majesty, spare my life!
" Amidst the minister's pleas for mercy as he was about to be dragged out and executed,
all the other ministers were too terrified to speak.
"Drag him back!"
The minister, who had temporarily escaped death, was dragged back and was now kneeling on the ground, frantically kowtowing.
"Considering this is your first offense, I'll give you a chance! You have three months to collect thirty-six intelligent and beautiful
young women from across the country and present them to me, and I will spare your life! Remember, you must bear all the expenses yourself!"
Amidst the minister's frantic cries of "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty!", I stood up and announced: "
I now tell you all, my only wish is to be a foolish ruler, a tyrant! Preferably
more foolish than Emperor Yang of Sui, more tyrannical than Qin Shi Huang! So all of you, strive to become treacherous ministers! Also, since
the court meeting just now did not reach a conclusion, all ministers, after the court session, present your memorials. Court adjourned!"
Watching me turn and leave, the ministers exchanged bewildered glances.
A tyrant… the country is in peril, its demise is not far off… toiling day and night, scheming and groveling, alas, this body,
may you rest in peace…
"Brother…" Yun Jia greeted me when I returned to my palace, "Was that alright during court just now?"
"What's wrong with it?" I took Yun Jia's delicate hand, "I'll scare them a little first, so they won't be in
the mood to concern themselves with my sister and me. Sister, shall we have lunch together?" "
Yes..." Yun Jia turned and whispered to the palace maids to hurry the imperial kitchen to prepare the meal.
"Sister, I just remembered something," I stopped as soon as I stepped into the bedroom, "From now on
, everyone in the imperial bedchamber is only allowed to wear one layer of clothing."
"Brother, why is that?" Yun Jia asked, puzzled.
"To prevent someone from assassinating me, just in case; wearing only one layer of clothing makes it much more difficult to hide a weapon.
Of course, most importantly, it will be easier for me to have sex with women.
" "Yes..." Yun Jia turned and ordered all the palace maids to take off their clothes, leaving only one layer on their bodies.
"Sister, you too." While ordering Yun Jia to take off her clothes, I took off my own as well;
I had to set an example for everyone, this was a principle of a leader.
"Ah? It's...Royal Brother..." Yun Jia blushed and began to undress; however, her expression was
more excited than shy: it seemed she had successfully won over the Royal Brother, and this decree was clearly issued because the Royal Brother was lusting after
her beauty.
"Sister," after lunch was served and laid out, seeing Yun Jia wanting to sit down next to me, I pointed to
my lap, "Your seat is here."
Seeing Yun Jia blush as she sat down in my lap, not a single palace maid present was not embarrassed; although Yun
Jia and I had been intimate all day yesterday, only our personal maid knew the inside story; now Yun Jia and I were
engaging in 'incestuous relations' in front of all the palace maids, and in an exceptionally erotic and exciting way, it would
be .
"Everyone, sit down and eat together." I ordered the palace maids present to join us for the meal.
"Your Majesty, we dare not."
"You must dare even if you dare not, who knows if someone has poisoned this food?" "From now on, when I eat, each of you will be responsible for
taking a bite of food and feeding me." '
Feeding me with your mouth?' The palace maids exchanged bewildered glances. But they knew it was just another lewd trick, and
to avoid losing their heads, they obeyed.
Sitting sideways on my lap, Yun Jia first took a sip of wine, then gently fed it to me;
after the fragrant wine flowed down my throat, I took the opportunity to kiss Yun Jia, my tongue probing into her cherry-like mouth and swirling with her
fragrant tongue cheeks, and my hand, wandering over Yun Jia's private parts,
discovered the gushing honey spring.
'Sister, straddle me.'
When Yun Jia tried to stand up to change positions, I stopped her.
'Wait, I didn't give you permission to stand up, did I?' '
Huh? How can I change positions if I don't stand up?' Helpless, Yun Jia had no choice but to bend one leg in front of her,
intending to turn around first.
However, when Yun Jia turned to face me, I reached out and supported her bent legs, then placed them on my
shoulders; now Yun Jia was sitting on my lap in a lewd position with one leg on my shoulder and the other against my waist
.
'Brother... ah...' My rod entered Yun Jia's body, her legs spread wide apart in this position,
arousing a small orgasm in her; being arranged in this unthinkable, exposed position, and having my rod inserted
into her newly developed and still incredibly sensitive little hole in public, Yun Jia almost
fainted .
'Little sister, you haven't fed me yet.' I gently thrust my rod against Yun Jia's and my intimately connected private parts
, creating waves of impact.
'Brother... Brother... like this... Yun Jia... how... ah...' In this unprecedented position, I could
penetrate quite deeply, and Yun Jia was barely able to hold back her earth-shattering moans, let alone
have the energy to feed me.
'Since that's the case, I'll just have to eat you.' I kissed Yun Jia's breasts, which were bobbing up and down in front of me.
'Ah...Brother...no...' Another sensitive spot was attacked, and Yun Jia could no longer suppress the pleasure
flowing from her cherry lips.
Since Yun Jia couldn't feed me, I simply had the other palace maids feed me. Every
palace maid who came to feed me was kissed to my heart's content, those with full breasts were groped, those with good figures had their
buttocks touched, and the pretty ones had their vaginas probed with my fingers. In short, everyone was taken advantage of by
me .
'Brother...Yun Jia...I can't take it anymore...' I don't know how long this lewd feast lasted.
She hadn't eaten much, but Yun Jia, who was being violated in this position, was already drenched in sweat, panting softly, and had
even had several orgasms. The weak Yun Jia was starting to have no strength left.
'Ah!' "Brother... Yun Jia... Ah... No..." Seeing me lower Yun Jia's legs from my shoulders, allowing
her to straddle me, Yun Jia initially thought I was going to let her rest; however, I held her legs,
keeping my penis inserted in her vagina, and carried her towards the bed. The undulating motion caused my penis
to churn inside her vagina, the pleasure overwhelming her until she was dizzy and instinctively twisted her waist and hips to match
the movements of my ecstatic penis.
"Good girl, this is the last time, hold on." I placed Yun Jia on the bed and lay
on her soft body, thrusting my penis in and out. Yun Jia moaned and cried out in pleasure, finally, with a low growl,
hot semen irrigated the depths of her youthful body, and the rush of heat within her sent her to her final
peak.
'Ah…Brother…Yun Jia…I love you so much, Brother…'
I don't know how true those words are, but I'm quite satisfied with my masterpiece: Yun Jia, her face
streaked with immersed in a post-orgasmic sleep.

Chapter Three: Taking Power
Author: xxt

Taking advantage of Yun Jia's sleep, I went to the Imperial Study to see what news was on the table, such as national affairs.
The Imperial Study is not only where the emperor studies, but also where he reviews memorials; because the previous emperor had just died
a few days ago , and I, the new emperor, had been in a coma, there were many memorials piled up on the imperial desk.
Fortunately, Marilyn was there, otherwise these
ancient would have really stumped me; after opening the memorials, Marilyn would translate the contents into common
vernacular Chinese for me, so although the table was piled high with memorials, I read them very quickly.
Another reason I read the memorials so quickly was because they were all utter nonsense. The majority of them were
about issues already debated in court, like building my mausoleum, offering sacrifices to Heaven, ascending the throne, and bestowing large sums of gold and silver. I really
don't know if these people couldn't understand human language or what. The rest were some strange 'national affairs
,' such as saying that my name as emperor was Zhao Hongyi, so an imperial edict should be issued requiring everyone
to abstain from using the name Hongyi to avoid using it. Strange, just to avoid using the name, everyone in the world has to be forbidden from using
the name ? Why not just ban everyone in the world from having the surname Zhao?
Other memorials complained about the poor feng shui of my office, its incorrect orientation, and unlucky colors
that were detrimental to my promotion, demanding that I renovate it. This is even more ridiculous. Is the state paying you to enjoy yourself or
to work? If you said the lighting was bad and you couldn't see the words, I could understand,
but reporting feng shui, orientation, and decoration as matters of national importance?
Even more outrageous memorials include this one: In Lingdong (too lazy to verify Song Dynasty place names, just making one up),
a family gave birth to a demon king with completely white hair and blood-red eyes. This minister suggested killing the demon king before it grew to full
size and even volunteered to lead an army of 30,000 to subdue it, willing to die for it.
After reading this memorial, I really didn't know whether to laugh or cry: it's just a
white baby with a chromosomal defect causing albinism, and they need to mobilize 30,000 troops for that?
What would make someone risk their life to kill it?
However, it wasn't entirely devoid of noteworthy memorials. A local official named Huang Wei submitted a memorial
discussing the relationship between peasant productivity and the state's corvée labor system. Huang Wei argued that the current system
prevented peasants from focusing on production and suggested abolishing corvée labor and replacing it with taxes. This view
aligns later expert theories of division of labor, but unfortunately, at the time, it was considered heresy.
The general consensus was that replacing corvée labor with taxes was exploitative and absolutely unacceptable.
Regardless, I remembered Huang Wei's name; at least he was doing something beneficial for the country instead of
engaging in pointless arguments like those court officials.
A palace maid entered, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager summons you."
Hmm, she must be here to cause trouble because of that foolish declaration from earlier in the day. I picked up a pen and wrote a note, then
handed it to the eunuch serving beside me, "Take this note to my bedchamber and give it to Princess Yun Jia."
Dealing with the Empress Dowager, having Yun Jia handle it would be more effective than me.
"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager summons you; please proceed immediately!" The palace maid began to urge me. "
Come here," I said to her.
"Your Majesty, Empress Dowager..."
"Do you dare disobey my decree? Didn't you hear me call you here?"
"Yes..." The palace maid bowed her head and came to my side.
"Kneel down and suck him." I pulled my penis out of my pants and ordered the palace maid to give me oral sex.
"Your Majesty!"
"Suck him, or you'll lose your life!"
"Yes..." The palace maid had no choice but to kneel down and give me oral sex.
To deal with a talkative guy, if you can't make him shut up, the best way is to stuff his
mouth .
Taking my hand seal from my personal maid, Yun Jia, who had just woken up, quickly jumped out of bed and began to wash and dress,
then hurriedly headed towards the Empress Dowager's palace.
"Yun Jia, it's you? Where is your brother?" Seeing Yun Jia appear,
the Empress Dowager, immediately asked.
"Empress Dowager, my brother is reviewing memorials, so Yun Jia has come to explain on his behalf."
"Explain what?"
"My brother knows you are displeased that he said he wanted to be a tyrannical ruler during court today. However, he
said that the country is weak and declining, and he alone cannot turn the tide. Only the ministers
working together can save it. If the ministers believe that the emperor who ascended the throne today is a capable ruler, it's hard to say they won't continue
to live in comfort and complacency. Therefore, my brother is willing to risk his reputation to arouse a sense of crisis among his ministers,
so that there is hope for the country's revival."
"I see." The Empress Dowager nodded slowly after hearing this, her tense expression easing
slightly . "You've been staying with your brother lately, is it for the same reason?"
Startled by the revelation of their "incestuous relationship," Yun Jia quickly regained her composure.
"My brother's health has not yet recovered; he needs care." "
Does it require your personal attention?"
"Yes."
The Empress Dowager glared at Yun Jia for a long time before slowly saying, "Then you'd better take good care of your
imperial brother , hmph!"
(Note: Yun Jia is not the Empress Dowager's biological daughter; she was born to another concubine of the deceased emperor.)
At first, I picked up a brush and wrote a few words on the numerous rambling memorials on the table, but having
never held a brush before, I quickly grew tired of it. So, my later method of correction was simply to put a big X on them. Later still,
I didn't even bother with Xs anymore, just drawing a line to indicate that the memorial was nonsense and didn't need to be addressed.
"Sister, thank you for your hard work. Come here." Following the instructions on my edict, Yun Jia met with the Empress Dowager and then came
to the study to find me. When I saw Yun Jia enter the study, I didn't wait for her to bow before calling her to my
side .
"Imperial brother…"
"Come, sit here." I pulled Yun Jia to sit on my lap.
"Brother...the Empress Dowager knows about us..."
"What did the Empress Dowager say?"
"She didn't say anything..."
"I thought so too, the Empress Dowager must have given you a hard time."
"Brother knows?"
"I could guess." "
Is Brother revising a memorial?" Yun Jia suddenly changed the subject.
"Yes." "
Since Brother is revising a memorial, why did you need Yun Jia to do it? The affairs of the outer court are not to be discussed in the inner palace." "
I've been revising for so long and all I see is a bunch of nonsense, I'm exhausted! I need a good girl to serve me to relieve some tension!"
"Yun Jia understands..." Although her face turned red, Yun Jia, understanding the implied meaning, began to slowly undress.
"Wait, just take off your pants first, my memorial isn't completely revised yet." "
Yes..." Yun Jia sat up slightly, letting her pants slide down to her knees; as she sat back down on my lap
, she was startled by a large, hard penis pressing against her crotch.
"Girl, put it in."
"Yes..." She sat up again, guiding the penis to her entrance, and then slowly sat down...
I let the hard, full feeling push into her lower abdomen.
'Ah…' A soft moan escaped Yun Jia's lips.
I enjoyed Yun Jia's proactive service while revising the memorials; Yun Jia sat on my lap, using all her skills
to serve my penis; lewd sounds of water constantly came from where we were joined.
After finishing the memorials, I casually swept them to the ground. 'Lie down on the table,
little sister .'
'Brother…Yun Jia…no…' Yun Jia, her cheeks flushed, was currently enjoying
the intoxicating pleasure rising from her private parts. Hearing that I wanted her to lie down on the dragon table, Yun Jia, unwilling to leave my penis, refused.
'What a disobedient little sister!' I said, grabbing Yun Jia's thighs, then standing up, and placing Yun
Jia on the dragon table in a doggy-style position.
'Ah!' Suddenly, I picked her up and placed her on the table. Startled, Yun Jia
felt a cool sensation in her lower body; I had lifted her skirt and pulled it up to her upper body. A hot, swollen sensation then surged
into her already wet and tight flower path, forcefully challenging its depths.
"Ah! Brother! Ah! So deep! Ah!! No… God!!" The gentle bumps against her clitoris brought
intense pleasure; Yun Jia, who had never been explored so deeply before, felt her heart nearly leap out of her chest.
Unexpectedly I then began to thrust hard into her clitoris and rotate. Although it didn't bring the wave-like ups and
downs of the thrusting, the endless pleasure ground Yun Jia's reason to dust like a millstone.
"No!! Ah!! Amidst screams, Yun Jia reached her climax. A torrent of pleasure burst
forth , engulfing her body and washing away her consciousness. It then gushed forth from her honeyed depths,
flowing continuously down our pressed bodies.
Although I also ejaculated inside Yun Jia at the same time, my penis lingered,
reluctant to cease its work, still yearning for her warm, wet, and tight embrace. Since my
penis began to undress Yun Jia. Yun Jia, in turn, undressed herself while swaying her round, plump buttocks to please
my erection.
"Come on, girl, lie down." Wearing only a pale white bodice, Yun
Jia lay obediently on the dragon shore, letting her beautiful hair fall to the
ground along the edge of the table. The silk bodice, stretched taut by her undulating breasts, reflected a captivating golden hue
in . One corner of the bodice, which should have been concealing the delicate pubic hair,
now lay obediently pressed against the forbidden area where our flesh and blood were intertwined.
"Brother... don't do this..." It wasn't unfamiliar for Yun Jia to have one of her jade legs lifted and draped over my shoulder; she
had already experienced it once during lunch. However, the tingling pleasure
from gave Yun Jia a feeling of anxious anticipation for the final act, yet she was powerless to do so. Her most direct
reaction was a series of soft moans and gasps, her jade legs tightly wrapped around my waist, her twisting body, and her irregular
contractions of her honeyed orifice.
I leaned down, pressing Yun Jia's jade-like legs, which were draped over my shoulders, against her body to their maximum extent. I
wrapped my arms around her slender waist and untied the straps of her bodice. Then I straightened up again, the bodice
slipping down , revealing her skin, flushed and white with excitement, as white as jade, and her two erect, pinkish-gray
nipples.
"Ah!! Brother…no!! Please spare Yun Jia!!" I grabbed a large brush from the pen holder
and swept it across the protrusions on Yun Jia's breasts as if writing; waves of tingling pleasure almost made Yun Jia suffocate.
Only by tightly binding her legs together could she make our union even tighter, allowing the swollen, thrusting sensation to melt away the tingling
emptiness.
"Guess what I'm writing? If you guess right, I'll spare you." "
No...no...Brother...Yun Jia...can't guess...Brother...give to Yun Jia..."
The large penis deeply embedded in her honey hole was no longer enough to relieve the itch. Yun Jia could only gasp for breath to keep herself from going
mad.
"What do you want? Tell me, maybe your brother can help you." As he spoke, this time he dipped the brush in water and
drew on Yun Jia's chest.
"Yun Jia...want...a penis...! Brother...ah...please...give...Yun Jia..." I didn't know if Yun Jia really
couldn't take it or if she wanted to please me. Although Yun Jia said she wanted a penis, I always felt that something was missing from
the pleasure of teasing a beautiful woman.
"Hmm, you want a penis? How would you like your brother to cook it? Your brother's cooking skills are not good. He only knows
four methods: frying, boiling, stir-frying, and deep-frying." I spoke leisurely and slowly, but Yun Jia was almost driven crazy by my simultaneous brush and
penis drawing circles.
"Brother...please...please rape Yun Jia!! Please...rape Yun Jia!! ...rape Yun Jia!! Ah!"
It seems Yun Jia really can't stand this kind of play. Now Yun Jia is crying and begging me. As for
why she's crying, maybe she's very sad, maybe she's very happy, maybe both.
"Alright, then brother will cook a meat feast for my good sister!" After saying that, I immediately started thrusting my penis.
"Ah!! Ah!! So good!! Deeper!! Brother!! Ah!!!" Although she was crying and screaming
, Yun Jia was obviously enjoying the pleasure she got after being aroused to extreme thirst; every
part that touched me contracted strongly, and soon Yun Jia and I once again offered each other proof of our love.
"Sister, it's not over yet, you can't rest now." Saying that, I picked up Yun Jia and sat her back in the chair, letting
her ride on my back.
"Brother...no...Yun Jia can't take it anymore..." Seeing that I was about to launch my third wave of attacks, Yun Jia turned
pale with fright .
"But I still want more."
"Brother, Yun Jia will have a palace maid help you relieve your fire...ah...ah! Brother...no!" "
A palace maid? How can a palace maid be as beautiful as you? How can a palace maid be as sexy as you? Unless I see
a palace maid who is more beautiful and alluring than you, until then, Yun Jia, you'd better accept your fate."

Chapter Four: The Great Plans of the Nation
Author: xxt
Although I've been indulging in many romantic affairs these past two days, I've still managed to maintain my good habit of waking up early; In the 3x century,
almost all jobs have been replaced by robots, and people's daily lives have shifted to pursuing...
Beyond the greater good of humanity, frankly speaking, it's about researching how to make idle days more enjoyable,
which of course includes humanity's most primal form of entertainment: sex. Thus, thanks to
the painstaking research of numerous scientists, medical professionals, and physiologists, the so-called "unfailing erection"
and . More advanced techniques involve
ejaculating inside a woman during ovulation without the aid of condoms or other protection, yet without pregnancy.
Unfortunately, humans are just that greedy, not letting go of even a single second of pleasure. At this
rate I seriously doubt that one day we'll develop technology that allows children to enjoy sex like adults,
even though I've heard rumors that physiology and medical departments are conducting such research, and although in the 30th century, the so-called
age for safe sex has been lowered to 14 due to the widespread and explosive increase in sex education.
So, what I've been indulging in these past two days—by ancient standards, nothing short of unrestrained and reckless
—is simply like running or swimming to me. I know my limits
, I know what's good for my body, and what's bad. Sex is like running or swimming
; as long as you warm up beforehand and avoid dangerous behaviors, there won't be any problems. Otherwise, even running or
swimming can lead to cramps, suffocation, shock, or even a heart attack due to insufficient
preparation .
This morning, the sun was just beginning to shine through the window paper, echoing the rooster's crow.
The beauty Yun Jia, who had been with me in my debauchery these past two days, was still fast asleep. Her dark, fine
hair, like a cloud, spread across her light green bodice, rising and falling slowly in the morning sun with her gentle, delicate breathing, her breasts swaying gently
. Each rise and fall reflected a radiant vitality, just like the beautiful woman still lingering in her dreams
—youthful, energetic, and… irresistibly sexy.
Advancing along the valleys draped in tender green silk, I
pulled Yun Jia into my arms through her smooth bodice, while simultaneously finding the point of desire behind Jiao Na; above, a smooth, white plain;
below, a rounded, pert fleshy mound.
'Mmm…' The sleeping beauty unconsciously shifted her body in my arms, the silk bodice,
stretched pressing against her delicate, dark nipples against my bare chest. The warm, comfortable stimulation
spread, seeping into my bloodstream and accelerating circulation; excellent, this was exactly the warm-up my manhood needed.
I placed a deep, awakening kiss on the sleeping beauty's rosy cherry lips.
'Ah…Brother? So early? Huh…!' 'Yun Jia, awakened by my kiss, didn't remain drowsy for long before regaining consciousness
. The warm, tingling sensation throughout her body quickly banished her sleepiness, especially
the hot, hard object between her legs, which made her feel flustered and agitated.
'Good morning, my dear sister, how about some morning exercise with me?' I said, my clone already finding
the entrance to today's designated exercise spot, just waiting for everything to be ready to begin.
'No! No… Your Majesty, Yun Jia isn't feeling well today, she might be sick; Your Majesty hasn't fully recovered either
, please allow Yun Jia to return to her own palace to recuperate so as not to infect Your Majesty…'
('Marilyn, what illness does Yun Jia have? Can you cure her?')
('Miss Yun Jia isn't sick, her physiological scan readings are all normal, but her fatigue reading is slightly high
.')
So Yun Jia was afraid that making love with me would be too tiring!' I thought only men who didn't understand sex would use
their partners' illness as an excuse to avoid intimacy. I never expected that I, who always managed to make Yun Jia feel like she was in heaven, would encounter
this problem.
Unfortunately, I am innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. Why? Because since the beginning of life, the female's
task has been to attract males to play with her in order to fulfill the mission of procreation. Who told you, Yun Jia, to be such a beauty?
Since you are such a beauty, you can only obediently accept being played with by men!
'So, my sister is sick? Should I call the imperial physician to take a look?'
'No! Yun Jia just needs to rest a bit, it's not a serious illness, Your Majesty doesn't need to worry... Ah
...' The tender green covering her snow-white body was removed by my hands, and the intimate contact between the two
made Yun Jia blush and her heart race.
'Then let Your Majesty treat your good sister's illness! I also know some medical methods, and it's a good opportunity to repay
your sister for taking such good care of me these past two days.' 'My lower body arched slightly forward, the tip of my penis pushing
aside the two tender petals of my garden, which were shyly concealing it, and advancing a short distance. As I continued my circular motions, it stimulated
the already moist honey hole, causing it to gush forth even more pleasure.
'Ah…Brother…don't do this…ah!!' Feeling the hot, swollen member penetrating again, Yun Jia was startled
and quickly retreated; but with my hands pressing down on Yun Jia's full buttocks and pulling her tightly,
her lower body, which had retreated slightly, was immediately pushed towards the intruder. The rapidly penetrating swelling immediately ignited
the flames of desire in her lower body. Yun Jia knew that she had once again fallen into this vortex that she both loved and feared.
'Ah…! Brother…please…deeper…harder…Yun Jia wants…ah!' Since there was no way to escape, Yun
Jia could only throw herself wholeheartedly into this frenzy; her sacrifice had to be rewarded, and that reward was gaining
the favor of the highest authority.
'Are you feeling better, sister?' "How are my medical skills?" I quickened the pace of my lower body's circular movements, occasionally
thrusting deeply into the very depths of her spring.
"Ah...Brother...good...ah...so good...Yun Jia wants...acupuncture...ah...Brother..." Completely
consumed by the vortex of lust, Yun Jia now clung to my neck, her entire body pressed tightly against my embrace, her lower body frantically
moving in out to achieve greater pleasure.
"Then I'll give my good sister some acupuncture." I changed the circular movements, replacing them
with deep thrusts each time; however, I intentionally slowed down the rhythm of the thrusts, and the entry and exit were
not along a straight path, but rather like a bull in heat trapped in a cage, thrashing left and right; each
entry and exit made Yun Jia gasp and tremble all over, not to mention the flood of love juices that burst forth like a dam breaking when pleasure surged, and
her long, elastic legs tightly wrapped around my waist.
"Oh...no...Yun Jia...will die...ah...Brother...Yun Jia...is going to come...ah ah...!" '
I'm starting to understand why incompetent emperors
throughout it's really difficult to resist ordering them all dragged out and beheaded, especially since they keep
babbling nonsense in your ear. They're clearly a cancer on the court, yet they consider themselves pillars of the nation. Their
habit of constantly resorting to threats is particularly disgusting! Luckily, I'm from the 30th century; these ministers' seditious pronouncements
have no effect on me. But thinking about how
ancient emperors had to endure this kind of indirect intimidation every day, I truly feel sorry for them.
After the eunuchs distributed the memorials I had reviewed yesterday, the ministers started to complain:
"Your Majesty hasn't reviewed any memorials at all!"
"Your Majesty, what does this cross mean?"
These complaints were relatively mild; they just didn't understand the meaning of the cross. There were even more outrageous ones:
"Your Majesty, my memorials contain invaluable advice. Ignoring my words will lead to the downfall of the nation!" "
Your Majesty, please follow my advice immediately, or you will incur the wrath of Heaven and the resentment of the people!"
What do you mean by "golden advice"? Is it "golden advice" to tell me to spend a fortune building a tomb and rewarding
the officials? Please note, it's rewarding the officials, not the entire nation! How dare you call this self-serving memorial "golden advice"? As for
the wrath of and the resentment of the people, that's out of the question. Would the people rebel if they didn't know the former emperor was dead? Would they rise up if they weren't forced to observe mourning ? Would Heaven be angered and aliens invade
if there weren't striptease and pole dancing ? "Enough!" Finally, my furious roar silenced the officials. " I have my own plans for what to do and what to do; I don't need your opinions! If I cross out or discard a memorial, it means it's no longer worth discussing! Today I am the emperor, not you. I don't care if your advice is golden; you do what I say!" "Your Majesty!" Throughout history, wise rulers have valued accepting advice as a virtue, and it is through accepting advice that they have achieved prosperous reigns. I implore Your Majesty to heed my advice , to practice virtuous governance, and absolutely not to be stubborn and obstruct the path of the wise, lest you bring about the downfall of the nation…” “Accept advice? Of course I accept advice! The problem is, are these bullshit opinions you've offered even considered advice? How can I accept advice without any decent suggestions?” “ Your Majesty! What I've offered are invaluable words of wisdom… ” “Are you fucking done yet?! Invaluable words of wisdom my foot! You think you're a loyal minister, a remonstrating minister, and that everything you say is invaluable I have to listen to it? First, put your hand on your conscience and ask yourself if your suggestions have any real benefit to the country, and then ask yourself if your suggestions have any real benefit to the people! If you don't know whether they're beneficial or not, go to the streets and ask the people what they think! Loyal ministers and remonstrating ministers don't have to decide for themselves!” " Hearing my uncharacteristically wrathful outburst, Chapter Five: Between the Old and the New Author: xxt Since I issued the order to submit the annual departmental plan within three days and pass it within seven days or face dismissal and investigation, the ministers have been busy. They weren't busy formulating the plan, but rather busy gathering enough beautiful girls for the two ministers I had previously ordered to offer as atonement. Otherwise, if those two were dismissed and investigated , they might face immediate execution. To save their colleagues, perhaps out of a sense of shared fate, or perhaps hoping I would become so engrossed in that I forgot my three-day order, each minister selected one or two suitable beauties from their household to donate to their convicted colleagues. Thus, the two convicted ministers soon presented a total of seventy-two beautiful girls. Hearing that the two ministers had brought beautiful girls to atone for their sins, I received them in the Imperial Garden." "Hmm, well done. I didn't realize you were so efficient. Rise, both of you." Two ministers and seventy two beautiful girls knelt before me. "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty." Seeing my "rare" amiable expression, the two ministers were secretly pleased . "Has the annual plan been finalized?" The two ministers' smugness was short-lived, as I dealt them a heavy blow with this dreadful question, almost causing them internal injuries on the spot . "Your Majesty, this...this is still in the detailed planning stage." "Then you can go and work on your plans. I won't waste your time any longer. Otherwise, you might be dismissed if you can't submit a plan . Wouldn't all your efforts in offering these beauties have been wasted?" "Your Majesty...Your Majesty obeys! Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty!" The two ministers trembled under my sudden, cold gaze , and hurriedly thanked me to get out of my sight. Watching the two old men leave, I couldn't help but sigh to myself: if a country's bureaucracy is full of people who only pursue their own interests, it will be difficult for the country to become strong; and now it seems that the emperor I usurped the throne had raised such a large number of incompetent people, no wonder the country's strength has been stagnant and declining. That's not the worst part. The worst part is finding the cause of the problem but being unable to cure it. Just look at the arguments in court before ; these ministers are full of corrupt garbage, stubbornly clinging to their rotten and stinking ideas. If reform is to be implemented, a conflict is inevitable. And this conflict won't be a mere argument or a fight; it could very well be a full-scale armed confrontation. Therefore, my top priority is to build a military force that I can trust. After all, only with the full support of the gun can the regime be stable. Otherwise, if these ministers unite to rebel against me to protect their vested interests , I might be dragged out and torn to pieces by these ministers under the pretext of "killing one man to save the world" before the time police even have a chance to arrest and execute me ... (Note: 'One man' refers to a tyrant. 'I have heard of the execution of the tyrant Zhou, but I have never heard of the murder of a ruler.' I think this comes from the Liang Hui Wang chapter of Mencius? It's been so long that I can't quite remember.) After the two ministers disappeared at the entrance of the garden, I finally turned my attention to the seventy-two beautiful girls. Originally, I had asked the ministers to offer these girls just to indulge in the fantasy of an ancient emperor's harem of three thousand beauties, but now I began to consider the possibility of training these girls into soldiers.

From the perspective of the ancients, girls were not suitable for warfare, mainly because their physical strength was too poor
. In ancient times, the survival rate in a battle of strength against strength was too low. However, in the 30th century
, recruiting female officers was commonplace. Girls were more meticulous in their thinking and
far better at intelligence gathering than men. Another reason was that warfare was no longer about strength against strength, but about technology against
technology . For military force formed by combining technology and human skill, human physical strength was meaningless
.
Therefore, given the ancient belief that women could not serve in the military, training these girls into the army had one
major advantage: even if someone knew I was training female soldiers, they wouldn't
treat them as a threat. I could train them to their full potential without any interference.
"Do you know why you're here?" I asked the seventy-two girls. Hearing
this question, the girls looked at each other, clearly not expecting such a question,
and hadn't thought about how to answer. However, they had been warned that they must be careful when speaking to
the emperor , or they might lose their heads.
"Your Majesty, we are here to serve you." Finally, one of the girls spoke up
.
I shook my head, and the girl who had spoken immediately turned pale with fright. "No, you were sent here by those
two ministers as offerings to atone for their sins, do you know that?"
Who didn't know that? It's just that these girls dared not say it; as soon as they heard me say that, the
girls immediately followed suit, "Yes, we understand."
Seeing the girls secretly relieved, I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. The real shock education was about
to begin! "So, you are all mine now, do you understand?"
"We understand." The seventy-two girls answered in unison.
"Having become mine, you must give everything to me, even your lives, do you understand?"
"We understand." "
Well then, I'll be frank. I intend to train you all to be my harem's military force. Your usual job, of course,
is to sleep with me, but in times of war, you will also go to the battlefield. Going to the battlefield means you
might die! Do you understand?"
After another exchange of glances, the girls answered one after another, "Yes, we understand."
"However, I won't force you to join the army. Those who don't want to can withdraw, and I won't
blame them. As for those who are willing to join, take a step forward! Remember, if you take this step, it
means you are willing to offer everything to me, including your body and your life! Think
carefully!"
The girls stared at each other again, then fell silent. One girl took the first
step , followed by the others. When most of the girls had taken a step, the remaining few
who were still hesitant finally followed suit. In the end, all seventy-two girls "voluntarily" offered themselves,
regardless of whether it was truly voluntary.
"Very good, very good!" I couldn't help but smile, and seeing me smile, every
girl taken the right step. "Since you are all willing to offer everything to me, then now each of you
should strip naked to show your loyalty!"
Upon hearing me order them to strip, every girl blushed deeply. Although they
had already taken the step of offering everything to the emperor, none of
them .
"Oh dear, I didn't expect you wouldn't even offer your bodies for my enjoyment?"
Although I still had a smile on my face (?), these girls immediately remembered
what they had been sternly warned them: never disobey the emperor's orders, or the consequence could be losing their heads! So, upon
hearing my words, every girl immediately began to frantically undress, all out of fear of death, not
because they were truly willing to offer themselves to me.
Watching the seventy-two beautiful girls frantically undress, their faces flushed with embarrassment as they tried to cover their
private parts, I wanted to burst out laughing; but no, now was not the time to laugh. I needed to test
these girls' intelligence first to find a trustworthy leader.
'I know it's difficult for everyone to accept the idea of exposing their bodies all at once, but on
the battlefield, unless you don't bathe or use the restroom, the enemy is very likely to find you naked
; now, if the enemy finds you and you happen to be naked, you only have enough time to pick up a weapon or
put on clothes. Will you pick up a weapon and kill the enemy first, or put on clothes first?
Those who choose to put on clothes can put them on now, those who choose to pick up weapons must stand still.'
Upon hearing that they could put on clothes, almost all the girls frantically picked up their clothes from the ground and put them on
; however, one girl chose to stand still, though still blushing deeply.
'What's your name?' '
After the other girls had finished dressing, I approached the girl who was still naked and asked
,
"I am Mingyue."'
'Hmm, Mingyue? That doesn't sound right. From now on, you'll be called Yueye! Now put your clothes on.'
'Yes! Thank you for the name bestowed upon me, Your Majesty!' Yueye then picked up her clothes from the ground and began to dress.
While Yueye was dressing, I sized up the other girls; seeing my special attention to Yueye,
they sensed something was amiss.
After scrutinizing the other seventy-one girls for a while, I came to another tall girl
. This girl was the tallest of the seventy-two, but she had a very good figure;
I had noticed it when she was undressing.
'You chose to put on your clothes before the enemy discovered you, is that right?'
'Yes…'
'What is your name?'
'I am Xiaofeng…'
"Hmm, do you know what will happen if you choose to put on your clothes?"
"This servant doesn't know..." Seeing the situation getting worse, Xiaofeng's voice grew weaker and weaker.
"Then, let me tell you!" With that, I grabbed Xiaofeng's arm and, amidst her gasp,
pulled her, who was stumbling along, to the front of the group of seventy-one people.
"Just now, except for the moonlit night, almost everyone chose to put on their clothes before the enemy arrived; however,
Xiaofeng is particularly unlucky today, so I've decided to let her demonstrate the consequences of this choice. Guards!"
The palace maids serving nearby immediately stepped forward and, as I instructed, held Xiaofeng's arms.
"If you choose to put on your clothes first, then without weapons, your only fate will be to be captured
by the enemy ! And then..."
With a few tearing sounds, amidst Xiaofeng's scream, I grabbed Xiaofeng's clothes and quickly ripped them open,
revealing her curvaceous figure to everyone again. With two palace maids holding her arms, Xiaofeng
could only watch helplessly as I stood there, completely unable to move. Then, two more maids grabbed her long legs and
lifted her up, leaving her spread-eagled in mid-air, the entrance to the still unexplored
Peach Blossom Spring directly facing me.
"...If you're captured by the enemy, they'll strip you naked again! I ask you, what was the point of wearing clothes
in the first place ? What's
the point of wearing them if you're stripped naked by the enemy? Besides, if you're captured, you'll suffer even more cruel treatment, like this!"
With that, I quickly stripped naked; under the blushing gazes of the girls, I stood
before Xiaofeng's naked body, my large penis erect; then, the tip of my penis parted the tender flesh of her lower body,
slightly penetrating the entrance to her secret passage.
"Ahhhhh!!" "
At first, it was just a slight tingling and itching in my lower body, not too bad, but as I thrust my hips forcefully, a strong tearing sensation immediately shot through
my lower body excruciating pain, like being sliced by a knife and burned by fire, made Xiaofeng scream in agony, tears
streaming down her face like a burst dam.
'Being raped by the enemy is the inevitable fate of every girl who falls into enemy hands! Even if
you don't join the army, it's the same!'
I said these words slowly and deliberately, accompanied by Xiaofeng's heart-wrenching screams as my penis thrust in and out.
The other seventy-one girls, who had been blushing as they watched my erotic performance, were now
all pale with fright at the tragedy that Xiaofeng and I had jointly starred in."
I paused my thrusting. When I first entered Xiaofeng's vagina, she wasn't ready for
intercourse ; her vagina was very dry. If it weren't for the lubrication from her first time, those few
thrusts would have been enough to keep her in bed for a whole month. However, if I continued thrusting like that, and
Xiaofeng's genitals became inflamed from friction, she really would be bedridden for a whole month.
The reason I publicly deflowered Xiaofeng… to put it bluntly, it was essentially public rape—was to make
these girls remember one thing deeply: clinging to outdated ideas will kill you.
If these girls can't learn to discard old, outdated ideas, even if they can
be trained into an army, they will have many weaknesses. You see, battles don't just happen on the battlefield,
and battles aren't just about killing; battles can start anywhere, in any form! And I must make these girls soldiers with the fewest weaknesses possible, so they have a greater chance of survival
in battle . Being merciful to them now might be cruel to them later; if the enemy really captured Xiaofeng, they certainly wouldn't pause like I did to prevent her from getting hurt; Xiaofeng would probably die a painful death soon after being gang . A long silence followed, each girl watching Xiaofeng's pained expression. I was confident this shock education would be effective in making them remember the lesson; and Xiaofeng would undoubtedly remember it most vividly , after all, she was the one I had raped. The shock education was over, now it was time for some relaxation; I could feel Xiaofeng's vagina becoming wet , the previously dry, sulfurous passage now a warm spring; and Xiaofeng's pain had mostly subsided. She no longer had the pained expression she had before, and instead, she showed the same eager anticipation of penetration as Yun Jia and Yu Wen when I teased them in bed. So I gently moved my hips, letting my penis move slightly within Xiaofeng's vagina. 'Ah!' "Ugh!!" I never expected that just a slight movement would elicit such a wanton moan from Xiaofeng, a rather lewd and loud one at that . If Xiaofeng hadn't realized that we were in public, she probably wouldn't have stopped herself. Looks like I've picked up a slut, hmm. As I increased the intensity of my thrusts, Xiaofeng's moans and cries grew louder and louder, and the other girls around her blushed more and more. The maids responsible for holding Xiaofeng's limbs up were finding it increasingly difficult to cope with her constant twisting and turning. Finally, I signaled to the maids to release Xiaofeng, and as soon as she was free , her long legs immediately wrapped tightly around my waist. Then, relying solely on her waist strength, Xiaofeng managed to sit up straight from a position where she was suspended in the air. To be honest, Xiaofeng's mid-air back extension really startled me. I never expected this girl to have such good stamina! She's so much better than Yun Jiayuwen! But that's not the point now. Right now, Xiaofeng is being held and played with by me. Even though it's her first time, and in such a difficult position, Xiaofeng is still twisting her waist vigorously to match my thrusting. Her vaginal fluids are gushing out like a torrent with each movement of our lower bodies. 'Ah! Your Majesty! Faster! Please hurry! Harder! Ugh! Oh! This servant...this servant is going to die! Ahh!' I always thought that difficult positions were only for experienced lovers, but I never expected Xiaofeng to . Especially during her orgasm, her vagina was writhing incessantly.

A powerful suction massaged every inch of my penis, and I quickly lost control,
my white life essence spraying into Xiaofeng's body, causing her to experience another orgasm and tremble.
It seems Xiaofeng has a real talent for sex; she doesn't need much training to perform so well
.
'This…huff…is just…your usual job, sleeping with me. But today Xiaofeng
is demonstrating a more difficult move, so you don't need to exert yourselves so much.'
Seeing the girls' flushed faces, it goes without saying that this demonstration would leave
a deep impression on everyone; Xiaofeng would definitely be the most memorable, just look at the pool of vaginal fluid, clear liquid mixed with white and red, and the beautiful girl,
panting softly but still clinging to me, relishing the feeling of my penis inside her . Since I hadn't expected the ministers to offer me the girls meant for atonement so quickly, I hadn't prepared any training grounds or equipment beforehand. Therefore, I had Marilyn create a memory burner, a machine imprints knowledge into the human brain's memory area. In the knowledge explosion of the 3x century, humans can no longer acquire enough knowledge through traditional learning methods. The memory burner can quickly imprint vast amounts of knowledge into the human brain's memory area, and humans only need to learn how to use this knowledge . It sounds simple, but finding and applying the necessary information from trillions of bytes of data is not as easy as it seems, even with the assistance of implanted memory-searching biochips . I also instructed the Minister of the Interior to find a suitable site outside the city to build a military camp. Marilyn and I discussed this, and to reduce her workload, she wanted to create some 'simple helpers'—that is, she planned to build an automated weapons production factory, where robots would specialize in weapons production. This would be efficient, resource-saving, and, more importantly, allow for mass production in a short time. After all, while Marilyn was designed as a full-fledged robot, using her to manufacture weapons was rather inefficient . As for the girls, I temporarily placed them in the palace, with Tsukiyo serving as the 'leader.' Given Tsukiyo's intelligence during the test, this position was ideal. Xiaofeng would serve as the 'deputy leader,' a fitting compensation for my rape. As I expected, very few people submitted their annual plans within three days and approved them within seven; however, I didn't immediately dismiss them because I planned to use them to implement political reforms —provided, of course, that they cooperated. However, if we first accuse them of incompetence and make them feel guilty, the resistance will be less. Another reason I didn't immediately dismiss these ministers was because Huang Wei, the prefect of Qizhou, had come to the capital. I received Huang Wei in the Imperial Study, and even specially arranged a seat for him, which surprised him greatly. 'Don't be surprised, I'm not showing any special courtesy to a minister. To put it bluntly, you're not even a minister. It's just that the matter we're about to discuss might take a long time, and I don't want to see anyone standing on their knees.' 'What is it, Your Majesty?' 'I've read your memorial. Your suggestion to replace corvée labor with taxation is good; what I want to know is, if we want the country to be prosperous and strong today, do you have any methods?' " For the nation to be prosperous and the people strong, the people must first become wealthy; if the people are not wealthy, the nation will not be strong..." "Excuse me for interrupting you, I know what you just said; what I don't know is, do you have any practical methods to achieve the goal of a prosperous and strong nation?" "This must begin with reforming the corrupt practices, especially the tax system. The current tax system is based on population , with everyone paying the same tax regardless of wealth. I suggest changing it to a system based on family wealth; those with more wealth should pay more taxes, thus reducing the burden on the poor. Secondly, there's the bureaucratic system. Current officials spend their days arguing about topics unrelated to the national economy and people's livelihoods, which does nothing to help the country. These officials who only collect salaries and do nothing should be removed from the government so that it can function properly." Hey, Huang Wei really hit the nail on the head! I also think the government is full of redundant officials and needs a thorough overhaul. It seems I can delegate this task to Huang Wei. "There are two things I wonder if you can do for me?" " Please give your orders, Your Majesty, and I will do my utmost." "I believe we can learn some methods from the teachings of the Great Learning: The reason why people are suffering is not primarily due to the tax system , but rather the inability to truly achieve the relationship of 'the elderly being cared for until their end, the able-bodied being employed, and the young being provided for.' Think about it, if someone has to worry about their elderly parents and children when they go out to work , how can they concentrate on their work? Don't you think so? " "What does Your Majesty mean?" " Establish a system for providing for the elderly, overseen by local officials. When the able-bodied are away working, gather the elderly and children of a village together. This way, only one or two people need to be sent to help, and the elderly and children can take care of each other. As long as the elderly and children at home are cared for, those who go out to work will not need to worry about their families . Don't you think so?" Huang Wei seemed unable to accept this idea for a moment, and after a pause, he said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me, but I believe this method is not feasible; administrative laws must be based on the voluntary participation of the people, otherwise it will cause public resentment . " But Your Majesty's method…' 'I apologize, I didn't explain clearly; my method is, of course, voluntary participation, not forced. Those who wish to participate will have their lunch provided free of charge by local officials. That should be acceptable, right?' I almost forgot that in this era there was no concept of social welfare, and as a result, Huang Wei was stunned for a long time after hearing what I said. 'How did Your Majesty come up with this method?' ' How did I come up with it? Actually, this kind of system of caring for the elderly and children was very common in the 3x century; allowing the elderly…'

When people spend time with young children, the elderly can be infected by the youthful vitality of the children and become happier, while the children can
learn principles of interpersonal relationships and life experience from the elderly. This knowledge cannot
be acquired through memorization. Most importantly, having the elderly and children cared for together can
save on related medical resources and manpower.
'You don't need to worry about that. I only ask if you can do it?'
'Your Majesty, I can do it. This is exactly what I want to do, but I just haven't thought as far ahead as you have.'
'Very good. Another matter is somewhat related to this one, and that is that I hope that from now on
, all the people in the country must receive education.'
Huang Wei was startled. All the people in the country? 'Your Majesty, I dare to say that this is impossible. Putting aside
how much funding is needed for the education of all the people in the country, where will the teachers come from?
That's why I said these two matters are somewhat related: I also know that it is impossible to educate everyone in a short time
, but education is a long-term plan, and it must not be abandoned because of difficulties.' Let's do this first: let
the young children learn to read and write. That's all. When this generation grows up,
we 'll have the ability to teach the next generation to read and write, and then we can gradually teach them more advanced
knowledge. '
I don't understand.'
'Let me put it this way: gather the elderly and children together for care. Surely
some them teach the children to read and write? If there aren't any literate elderly, then let
the local officials go down and teach them themselves. Aren't these local officials all literate? Besides, even illiterate elderly
can teach the children a lot of life experience and skills, as well as etiquette. This way, these children
won't have to spend extra time learning livelihood skills when they grow up. As for the cost, we can save where we can. As
more and more people become literate, we can have these people help teach the next generation of children, allowing knowledge to
accumulate . That's why I said these two things are actually related.'
After a pause, I added, "Of course, most importantly, if the people are literate, it will be much easier to implement new policies
. This is the most urgent task at present, and it's something that
can ."
Huang Wei stared blankly for a long time. It seemed that these universal education systems and social welfare systems passed down through the ages
were completely unthinkable concepts for Huang Wei; at least Huang Wei was willing to learn and understand these concepts,
which was good .
"What do you think?" Seeing Huang Wei still deep in thought, I finally couldn't help but
ask .
"Your Majesty, I'm not sure if this kind of education is feasible; is
it feasible ?"
"Good question. Let me put it this way, which do you think contributes more to the country and society: a treacherous minister full of poetry and books or a filial
son who ?"
Upon hearing this question, Huang Wei immediately realized.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I know I was wrong." "
This isn't your fault, you just didn't think of it at the time; but do you have any way
to implement these measures?"
"I certainly can."
"Then it's settled. Go and draft a detailed implementation plan for these measures,
and present it to the court tomorrow, okay?"
Hearing this, Huang Wei was confused again: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, these measures were decided by Your Majesty, I am merely
the executor , why does Your Majesty need me to write the plan?"
"Good question. Since I intend to entrust these matters to you, I need to make sure you fully understand these
details ; if you can write the plan, then I can be sure you know what to do, so
I can worry less, understand?"
"Your Majesty obeys."
The ministers in the court were more pedantic than I had imagined. The next day, when Huang Wei presented the written plan
, a bunch of ministers jumped out to speak.
"To educate all the people, the country doesn't have that much funding!" "
To educate the people, we must start with the Four Books and Five Classics, then move on to the classics, history, philosophy, and literature. Only then will
the people be truly talented!"
"Gathering the elderly and children together for care is a heretical and unacceptable practice!"
After the courtiers had finished their clamor, I slowly said,
"I'm curious, does reciting the Four Books and Five Classics automatically make one a talented person?"
"Of course!" The courtiers all agreed. They couldn't help it; after all, they had all studied the Four Books and Five Classics to pass the imperial examinations
.
"Aren't there any treacherous officials who became treacherous after studying the Four Books and Five Classics and passing the imperial examinations?"
Upon hearing this, the courtiers immediately fell silent. Indeed, being well-read did not equate to being a loyal minister; many treacherous officials in
history were graduates of the imperial examinations.
Not only were the courtiers silent, but I was too. When I mentioned "treacherous officials," I suddenly thought of
the infamous "top scholar treacherous official," Qin Hui.
Historically, Qin Hui was long considered by historians to be a thoroughly treacherous minister; it was unavoidable
, given that someone who could cause the death of a pillar of the state like Yue Fei was bound to be labeled a villain. However, after the invention of
time- travel technology, historians discovered that the situation wasn't so simple.
When our history professor led us students, hiding in an invisible force field some distance from the Imperial Study to witness
a historical moment, we, with the help of a long-range observation device, witnessed firsthand Emperor Gaozong of Song secretly issuing
an edict to execute Yue Fei.
The reason was simple: Yue Fei was a military general, and a good one at that; he was a capable commander, and frequently
won battles . This greatly unsettled the incompetent Emperor Gaozong, who worried that he wouldn't be able to control
Yue Fei if he rebelled.
The Song Dynasty's emphasis on civil officials over military ones wasn't without reason; it was largely due to the fact that the Song Dynasty was known for producing incompetent emperors.
Fearing that Yue Fei might rebel, Emperor Gaozong of Song ordered Qin Hui to "find a way to get rid of Yue Fei," because
Emperor Gaozong believed that Yue Fei was not the kind of person who could be "released from military power over a cup of wine."
"This matter must be kept secret! It must be done without anyone knowing! Otherwise, if Yue Fei strikes first, we, the emperor and
his ministers will die without a burial place!" Emperor Gaozong of Song said this during their secret meeting.
As for Qin Hui, he was merely an executor of orders; in a sense, Qin Hui was not only not
a treacherous minister, but he was actually a loyal minister, at least he faithfully carried out the emperor's orders, even though they
were utterly nonsensical.
Perhaps Emperor Gaozong thought this order was issued without anyone knowing, but unfortunately, as far as I know, the area within a ten-
kilometer was filled with countless invisible force fields, and people from all points in time were silently witnessing
this historical moment.
Even our professor could clearly point out the location where he hid when he came to witness this historical event,
and sure enough, we found the still-young professor hiding behind an old-fashioned invisible curtain at that spot.
If you don't want others to know, don't do it in the first place.
The person involved might think they were acting in secrecy, but unfortunately, they had no idea
how many people from the future were watching their every move from behind an invisible barrier. They might think
no one knew, but perhaps the number of those who actually knew was astronomical
.
Seeing me suddenly lost in thought, the noisy ministers fell silent; to them, I was
probably contemplating how to punish them, and it was better to keep quiet to avoid trouble.
When I came to my senses, I saw that all the ministers, except Huang Wei,
were looking at me tremblingly, awaiting my decree.
"I think this matter doesn't need much discussion; let's decide it as it is! If it's inappropriate, we can revise it later
. Also, appoint Huang Wei as Prime Minister, responsible for promoting these new measures. Court adjourned! " The
courtiers, expecting punishment for those who disagreed, were stunned when I simply announced the new
measures continue as planned and conveniently promoted Huang Wei to the position of prime minister. By the
time they realized what was happening, I had already adjourned the court, leaving them no room for protest or commotion. They could only
stare at each other in silence.
Yun Jia, having spent several days hiding in her palace without being summoned, began to wonder what
had happened . When she summoned a palace maid, she learned that a minister had presented her with seventy-two beauties, and
that this lustful emperor had been busy deflowering them, completely forgetting about Yun Jia.
Seventy-two beauties? Seventy-two more competitors all of a sudden? What a joke! If another
girl won my favor, Yun Jia's life would be truly ruined. So, upon hearing this news, Yun
Jia abandoned her feigned illness and rushed to my palace.
"Oh, are you feeling better, sister?" "Seeing Yun Jia come in, I asked.
"Much better, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty," Yun Jia replied after a slight bow.
"Then, could you please follow the rules, little sister? You're wearing a bit too many clothes."
Yun Jia immediately blushed; however, to maintain her position in my presence, she didn't
hesitate to take off her clothes, deliberately using her most elegant and alluring posture to show that her
status and attractiveness to men were unmatched by other girls.
Seeing Yun Jia so readily remove her clothes, leaving only a black embroidered bodice with gold trim, I
couldn't help but smile. "Come, little sister, sit here," I said, pointing to my lap.
"What are you doing, Your Majesty?" Yun Jia asked as she walked over and sat on my lap.
"Watching a competition."
"A competition? What kind of competition?"
"A competition between girls." I gave a wicked smile, perhaps...
"What kind of competition?" Seeing my strange smile, Yun Jia couldn't help but press me for an answer.
I didn't answer, but simply nodded to Xiao Feng, who was serving me. Xiao Feng immediately directed two
girls to come before me, and then took out a rod-shaped object.
Yun Jia was startled by what she saw; the rod-shaped object in Xiao Feng's hand looked exactly like
the base of two erect penises connected together, even the color was identical, and it even
trembled slightly in Xiao Feng's hand. She wondered what it was made of.
"Brother... what is that?"
"A good thing, I call it the Two-Headed Dragon." "What
... what kind of competition is this?" Yun Jia's curiosity grew stronger.
"The Two-Headed Dragon Tug-of-War."
"Tug-of-War...?"
The two girls Xiaofeng had assigned to me were now on all fours, back to back, their
vulvas facing each other. Xiaofeng inserted the two ends of the double-headed dragon into their vaginas
, then gave the command:
"Ready!" Hearing
this, the two girls quickly pulled back, allowing the double-headed dragon to penetrate deeper
.
Seeing the dragon completely engulfed by their vaginas, and seeing the expressions of extreme pleasure on their faces
as it penetrated deeper, Yun Jia's heart skipped a beat.
"Begin!" Upon hearing Xiaofeng
's command to start the competition, the two girls immediately began pulling on the double-headed dragon, their vaginas clamping
together . The palace maids and other girls nearby cheered them on. As for
the maids Yun Jia had brought, they were seeing this double-headed dragon tug-of-war for the first time, and each of them blushed and their hearts pounded. Especially
seeing the two girls pulling each other, their faces flushed and emitting seductive moans and gasps,
everyone knew they were experiencing immense pleasure.
The competition continued for a while until one of the girls couldn't hold on any longer and
collapsed with a scream of climax. The other girl, still clamping the double-headed dragon, pulled it out
of her opponent's vagina, then, with the double-headed dragon still inside her, she limped over to me.
"Hmm, Liu'er won this time. What reward does Liu'er want?" I reached out and put my arm around Liu'er.
The victorious girl sat down beside me, then reached out to pull out the double-headed dragon for Liu'er; with Liu'er's soft moans, the double-headed dragon,
dripping with copious amounts of vaginal fluid, was pulled out.
"This servant...this servant may accompany Your Majesty tonight?" Catching her breath, Liu'er pleaded.
"Sure, no problem..."
"Your Majesty, this servant is not convinced, I want to compete with Liu'er again!" the defeated girl
protested .
"Hmm, then how about this, Qing'er and Liu'er will compete in five rounds, and the one who wins three out of five can request a reward,
okay?" Neither
girl objected, so Xiaofeng continued to give the orders, and Liu'er and Qing'er began
their competition . The room was filled with the girls' cheers and
the panting and moaning of Qing'er and Liu'er, and of course, Yun Jia's too. Since Yun Jia was even aroused by watching the competition, my hands
naturally wouldn't be idle. One hand caressed Yun Jia's breasts, while the other explored her
forbidden area, making Yun Jia gasp.
The competition ended with Qing'er winning; Liu'er won the first two rounds, but then lost the next two. In the final
round, both girls exerted all their strength to win, and Qing'er finally emerged victorious. However, Qing'er wasn't much better; when she
finally reached me, she collapsed, landing right on top of Yun Jia in my arms, startling Yun Jia
.
"Hmm, little sister, how about you compete with Xiaofeng?"
"Huh? Me?" Yun Jia was startled.
"That's right, little sister, how about you compete with Xiaofeng?" "
Brother... Yun Jia dares not..."
"What does it matter? It's just a friendly match!"
I knew all too well that Yun Jia saw any girl who might become her rival as a thorn in her side.
A friendly match ? But this was a good opportunity for Yun Jia to see the strength of other girls.
"Brother..." Yun Jia still hesitated, afraid that refusing the match would anger me and cause her to fall out of favor; she was also afraid of losing face if she lost
the match , but she really wanted to try out this double-headed dragon tug-of-war and see how exhilarating it was, especially after seeing
the two girls who had just competed still looking exhausted and limp on the side after their orgasms. Yun Jia's curiosity
only grew stronger.
"Xiao Feng, you come!" Seeing that Yun Jia was hesitant, I simply asked Xiao Feng to take the initiative. "Use the double-headed dragon
to serve Princess Yun Jia well."
"Yes." Xiao Feng picked up the double-headed dragon, came to me, and bowed to Yun Jia first:
"Princess, this servant is acting on imperial orders. Please forgive me for any offense." Then Xiaofeng
inserted one end of the double-headed dragon into her honey hole.
Seeing that Xiaofeng had already installed the double-headed
dragon . I became impatient, wrapped my arms around Yunjia's waist, and lifted her long, plump thighs upwards
.
"Ah! Royal brother!" With this lift, Yunjia was not only suspended in the air, but her legs were also
spread apart, revealing the pink slit of flesh beneath the black pubic hair.
"Xiaofeng, do you remember the choice between taking a weapon and putting on clothes? Since the princess chose to put on clothes, you might as well
rape the princess this once!" I said casually.
What choice between taking a weapon and putting on clothes? Yunjia didn't understand that; but she understood the word rape
. Unfortunately, being lifted into the air, she couldn't resist, and besides, Yunjia dared not resist for fear of
angering me and losing favor.
"Ah!!" When Xiaofeng
inserted the other end of the double-headed dragon into Yunjia's honey hole, Yunjia couldn't help but scream;
not because of the foreign object being inserted into her lower body, nor because she was being "raped" by Xiaofeng, but because
the feeling of the double-headed dragon penetrating her private parts was almost indistinguishable from a real penis, even the pleasure it brought was similar!
"Ah! Ah! Heavens!"
Since the object was a princess, and it was under the imperial decree of this lustful emperor, Xiaofeng used all his skills to
manipulate the double-headed dragon; Yunjia screamed loudly, while Xiaofeng breathed softly, but the two girls' lewd moans and
gasps made every other girl watching blush.
"Ah...ah...ah! It hurts! Royal brother...ah!" Suddenly
, I put Yun Jia down. Before she could even understand what was happening, she
felt my glans forcefully push open her anus. Then, my penis slid into her rear, causing her
to scream as her anus was being broken. Both her anus and vagina were filled to bursting at the same time. Yun Jia didn't feel pain
for long before she reached orgasm from the intense pleasure. Trembling all over, she didn't care that
Xiao Feng was 'raping' her in front of her. She tightly hugged Xiao Feng, who was also a woman, and reached a strange
orgasm.
"Looks like you're enjoying it, girl. Good job. I'll reward you. Let me serve Xiao Feng too!"
I put the unconscious Yun Jia aside and pulled
the blushing and pounding Xiao Feng into my arms. After removing the double-headed dildo, my penis entered Xiao Feng's already overflowing wetness. The warm,
moist sensation immediately enveloped every inch of my penis, giving it the ultimate pleasure!
"Ah...woo...Your Majesty...Your Majesty! Ah! This servant...this servant can't take it anymore...more!! Ah!!"
After only a few thrusts,
Xiaofeng, who had been pushing herself to the limit by using the double-headed dragon to serve Yunjia, was brought to orgasm. Amidst her moans and screams, Xiaofeng's vagina
contracted writhed violently, like a powerful massage, accompanied by a flood of vaginal fluid that fiercely
stimulated every nerve ending of the penis to its maximum limit.
"Woo...so dangerous...phew...thankfully it didn't leak." Having barely endured Xiaofeng
's climax, Xiaofeng now nestled in my arms, panting. I almost
ejaculated from the contractions of her orgasm; however, leaving my penis inside her was
still extremely dangerous, as her vaginal muscles were still slowly undulating with her breath, constantly
building up pleasure for my penis. But Xiaofeng had just climaxed, and at that moment, a girl needs a man's embrace
and the mental comfort of a penis still inside her. I didn't want to pull my penis out and leave Xiaofeng feeling empty.
Although Xiaofeng dared not protest,
'Xiaofeng, are you feeling better?'
'Mmm…'
'Can I get off now?'
'Your Majesty… this servant…'
'Ugh… wow! It’s too late!'
'Huh? Ah, so hot…'
After her climax, Xiaofeng clung to me, refusing to get off. As a result, my penis didn't get a
chance to catch its breath, and the accumulating pleasure finally broke through the threshold, and thick semen shot into Xiaofeng's honey hole wave after wave
.
Ugh, it still squeezed out juice! Xiaofeng, you slut…
'Your Majesty, what’s wrong?'
'Nothing, it’s just that you kept refusing to get off, and I’ve left my seed in you.'
'Huh?'
Upon hearing this, Xiaofeng’s face immediately turned red, and the other girls beside her were also very envious; the Emperor
had actually left his seed in Xiaofeng? So if Xiaofeng gets pregnant, she'll be
promoted to concubine because of the child. A mother's status rising with her son is one of the shortcuts for every girl entering the palace.
However, I'm not worried about Xiaofeng getting pregnant. Marilyn has already scanned all
the girls and they're all still within their safe sexual period. No matter how much I ejaculate, none of them will get pregnant. But men
need time to recover after ejaculation, and during that time I can't use my penis to penetrate any
girl 's vagina.
Although I can't penetrate, I can watch other girls penetrate! Anyway, there are double-headed dildos!
'Anyone else want to play tug-of-war? The winner gets to serve you tonight!'
Serve you? Hearing this, every girl rushed to compete.
'Don't rush, don't rush! Everyone, don't fight! Look, there are so many double-headed dildos for everyone to use!'
Seeing the huge pile of double-headed dragons I'd produced from who-knows-where, every girl's eyes widened in disbelief .
But that wasn't important; what mattered was that the winner of the tug-of-war could serve me in bed, meaning that
winning meant a chance to serve me, a chance for promotion!
So, all the girls, including the palace maids Yun Jia had brought, found opponents and started
a tug-of-war with the double-headed dragons. The room
was . "Brother, you…" Yun Jia, waking up, blushed
when she saw all the girls in the room playing tug-of-war . "Little sister, play tug-of-war with me?" "Huh? Ah…" Before Yun Jia could object, I pulled her into my arms, and, in a sitting position, inserted my penis into her exposed vulva, exposed by her legs wrapped around my waist. "Brother… ah… brother… good… Yun Jia… wants more… ah!"

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