Hua Kun thought about it, and no longer bothered about whether His Majesty had a cultivation base, and whether his cultivation base was high or low.
If His Majesty is not cultivated, it is absolutely safe in this palace.
If His Majesty has a cultivation base, that would be great, at least His Majesty has the power to protect himself.
Rong Xian glanced at him, then looked back.
She didn't notice that there was malice in Hua Kun, she was just curious.
As for whether her own cultivation base is exposed, it doesn't matter, she has no intention of hiding it for too long.
In this world, the strong are respected, even if she has a noble status, the mortal personality still hinders her from many things.
Rong Xian walked into the bedroom, and the four beautiful girls all knelt down and greeted them: "See your majesty, maid."
"Flat body." Rong Xian said.
She looked at the entire bedroom and found that it was extremely simple. Except for an ice bed that exuded a faint coldness, there were tables and chairs carved from sword stones exuding sword energy.
Rong Xian touched the sword marks on the table, and seemed to imagine the scene where the emperor in the sword was comprehending the sword in the room.
That person possessed endless wealth and supreme power in the world, but he was always accompanied by loneliness and friends with swords. Rong Xian had no choice but to admire it.
"Your Majesty, do you want to replace the things here with new ones?" The maid Yizhu asked tentatively.
Rong Xian refused and said, "No need, there is no need to move the things of the late emperor."
After pondering for a moment, Rong Xian pointed to the empty windowsill and said, "Put potted flowers there."
"No." The palace maid responded hurriedly.
She glanced at the censer held in the hands of one of the palace maids and frowned: "Leave the censer and throw the spices inside."
"No." The maid wrote down another note, the new emperor did not like spices.
After walking around the spacious bedroom, Rong Xian found that she couldn't find anything wrong, and then walked towards the study: "Go to the study."
The big palace maid and the other palace maids rearranged the room together, and Hua Kun led Rong Xian towards the study without hesitation.
As soon as she walked into the study, Rong Xian felt that the study, like the bedroom, was extremely cold.
Although the bookcases, tables and chairs inside are carved from high-quality black wood, and there is a sense of luxury and mystery everywhere, but all the books and bamboo slips inside are records of kendo.
After Rong Xian flipped through the two books, she was silent for a while, and said to Hua Kun, "Put all these books together, and put medical books in the empty space."
"No." Hua Kun's mouth twitched, but he still answered seriously.
The late emperor was a sword cultivator, so the study was filled with kendo books.
The new emperor is a doctor, and there is nothing wrong with placing medical books.
I always feel that the two emperors are not doing their jobs properly.
At this moment, the voice of the little eunuch came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, Master Taiwei, Master Yue and Master Tian are asking to see you."
"Xuan." Rong Xian said lightly.
Outside the door, after hearing His Majesty's gentle yet soft voice, Master Bai and the others looked at each other, and there was always a feeling that His Majesty was very good at speaking.
But when Master Bai thought of His Majesty's three clansmen and barbarians smiling in Feng County, he no longer dared to speculate on the meaning of the new emperor.
No matter what they thought in their hearts, the three of them still walked in respectfully, and at a glance they saw the lazy and easy-going man leaning on the bookcase to read.
This gesture without the majesty of the monarch made the three of them twitch, and they bent down and saluted: "I see your majesty."
"No ceremony." Rong Xian replied in a decent manner.
Just after the three stood up, Rong Xian flipped a page of the book without raising her head: "Where did the Imperial Army come from?"
When these words were asked, Yue Tongshan, the captain of the military guard, consciously stepped forward and replied: "Go back to your majesty, most of the troops who entered the army were from various noble families, and the remaining part came from poor families. People, no matter their age or status, have to serve in Fuyuguan for three years before they can be transferred to the palace."
Rong Xian stared at the book intently, as if she was immersed in sword moves, completely unaware of what he was saying.
Yue Tongshan did not have any displeasure, and still bowed his head deeply, waiting for His Majesty's inquiry.
After a long time, when Rong Xian finished reading a page of the book, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and her tone was gentle and steady: "How long have you been the commander?"
Yue Tongshan thought for a while, and replied seriously, "It has been three hundred and fifty years since I returned to Your Majesty."
Rong Xian looked at Taiwei Bai and asked naturally, "The third son of Taiwei, Marquis Zhenwu is visiting Si, and Mu Chen and Mu Jing are both at the border."
Taiwei Bai said with a serious face, "Go back to Your Majesty, that's true."
With a 'smack', Rong Xian closed the book in her hand and put it back on the shelf, without a word for a while.
This attitude made Bai Shi and several others a little puzzled, and they all felt uneasy in their hearts, not knowing what the new emperor planned.
Fortunately, after Rong Xian was silent for a while, she rolled her eyes and said, "Don't worry, it's not that I don't trust you. You are all servants left by the late emperor. I believe you are like the late emperor."
"Your Majesty is waiting for the ministers like this, and the ministers dare not to die." The three responded in unison.
Rong Xian shook her head and laughed, slowly paced to the window, looked at the guards guarding the imperial army outside, and muttered: "This palace is a fierce beast, it symbolizes the highest authority, and it is always corrupting people's hearts."
After the death of the late emperor, she did not know how many people could use it and how many could not. People who are greedy for profit are right, and there is no guarantee that the former Zhongliang will change his mind.
She was in a hurry to take the position, and she had never cultivated a confidant. The ruler is weak and the minister is strong. This is a big taboo.
"Your Majesty..." the captain called out worriedly.
His Majesty's age is too young, even Saburo is fifty years older than His Majesty, which is really worrying.
Rong Xian's expression softened and she said, "I heard that there are spies from other countries in the palace?"
Hua Kun and Yue Tongshan were startled at the same time, but fortunately, Yue Tongshan came back to his senses, and immediately replied: "Go back to Your Majesty, that's true."
"How many?" Rong Xian asked.
Yue Tongshan said without hesitation: "Two hundred and sixteen people."
The late emperor had already controlled these people before his death.
Hua Kun's expression changed. Although he knew that there were spies in the palace, he didn't expect that there would be so many. This was really a provocation for his chief executive.
Rong Xian closed her eyes and thought for a while, and said in a soft voice like the wind: "I have just ascended the throne, and I have not yet been able to control the authority. Those unstable factors should be dealt with."
Yue Tongshan was stunned for a moment, a little dazed, not knowing what His Majesty's gentle treatment meant.
If it was the first emperor, it would be death, but he couldn't guess the new emperor. The Lord seemed too gentle and kind, and people couldn't imagine her ordering the murder at all.
Seeing that Yue Tongshan didn't respond, Rong Xian asked lightly, "What's your objection?"
Yue Tongshan: "... I'm sorry, I'm so stupid, I don't know how to deal with what His Majesty said?"
Rong Xian's clear phoenix eyes looked straight at him and asked, "How did you deal with it before?"
Yue Tongshan looked at the gentle and pure face of the new emperor, and his confidence was not enough: "Execution."
He always felt that it was a sin and a bloody stain to say 'death' to such a person.
Rong Xian: There are always people who want to harm me (ノ｀Д)ノ
(End of this chapter)