Your Majesty, don't look back. I am Your Majesty.

[Execute first and report later, imperial authorization] Eight large gold-plated characters.

Chapter 44: My hands are wet from reading! (5000 words 2 in )

"Your Majesty, this is......"

Yu Huaian looked at the token in the emperor's hand, and his heart was filled with shock!

Why is this sense of déjà vu so strong?

Behead first and report later, imperial authority has granted!

The young but decisive commander of the Western Factory!

Is he really living the same life as that factory beauty in his previous life?

"Hey! You little Anzi, why don't you thank the Lord for his grace?"

Seeing her lover's dazed look, Concubine Wan said, "This item is called 'Tian Xing Ling', which means 'doing justice for heaven'. Since the founding of the country, there has only been this one in the entire Imperial Household Guard."

"Now that His Majesty has taken it back from Eunuch Liu of the East Factory and handed it over to you in the West Factory, this shows that His Majesty trusts you very much."

After hearing what Concubine Wan said, Yu Huaian was still hesitant.

He had a hunch!

The gears of fate...

Things are about to change at this moment!

catch.

Still not answering?

Under the gaze of Emperor Xia's domineering eyes, Yu Huaian weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

The system did not trigger.

This means...

He must rely on the personal will deep in his soul to make a decision that will affect his future path!

After a while.

Yu Huaian raised his head and saw that Emperor Xia had frowned, his tiger eyes showing a hint of displeasure.

"My dear Yu, what on earth are you......"

"Your servant Yu Huaian, thanks God for His grace!"

Without waiting for Emperor Xia to say anything, Yu Huaian raised his hands above his shoulders and took the Tianxing Order from Emperor Xia's hand!

"Your Majesty, I will do as you wish—"

Yu Huaian's eyes were as sharp as torches. He shook his cloak and shouted, "Let the West Factory be great again!"

As soon as these words came out.

The whole audience was silent for a second.

"Hahahaha! Okay!"

"I knew it! You are a capable guy who dares to do great things!"

As Emperor Xia suddenly burst into a hearty and hearty laugh, all the beauties in the harem also laughed in agreement.

Various flattering words are heard all the time.

Suddenly, Emperor Xia's smile turned a bit sinister, "Xiao Anzi, do you know that even if you accept this Heavenly Order, you may not be able to become the deputy governor of the Western Factory?"

"The slave knows!"

Yu Huaian gritted his teeth.

Indeed, the power structure of the factory guards in this world is somewhat different from that in the ancient times of the previous life.

The Great Xia Dynasty was founded on military power. In the early days of their establishment, the East and West Factories were granted great autonomy and internal appointment power by the emperor.

Except for the top commander, the Admiral, who is appointed by the emperor himself, all the subordinates are decided by internal decisions.

It was like a small sect in the court, and the factory owner was the leader.

As soon as Yu Huaian joined the Western Factory, he was taught the factory master Jiang Wunian's unique martial art "Hundred Refinements of Lion Claws". In a sense, he could be considered half of the latter's disciple.

Therefore, his possession of the Tianxing Order now only meant that he had the right to "execute first and report later, with the imperial authorization."

Whether he can gain Jiang Wunian's recognition and jump from a small rank to become the deputy admiral who commands the "Eight Tigers" of the Western Factory is really uncertain!

"Hahahaha, young man, don't be nervous."

Emperor Xia laughed loudly, his voice becoming a little gentler. "I will give you the Heavenly Order today. Jiang Wunian will surely learn about this soon. Although he is an old stubborn man, he has served the royal family for many years after all, so he still understands the basic etiquette of the world."

"Find a time to return to the West Factory and show him this order. He will naturally know what to do! The West Factory is Daxia's West Factory. Eunuch Jiang is old and frail, and it is difficult for him to run the business. I will help him find a young man to assist him. He should be grateful, hahahaha."

"Slave, thank you Lord for your kindness!"

Yu Huaian looked extremely surprised.

But in my heart I secretly said "MMP".

He finally figured out the other person's thoughts!

This green-haired turtle must have seen that Jiang Wunian was old and frail, so he deliberately placed him, a rookie in the workplace, in the senior management of the West Factory in advance, and slowly trained him to be an obedient chess piece!

"But then again, Jiang Wunian has already entered the fourth-grade Grandmaster realm, and his life span must be at least 150 or 160 years old. Why is Emperor Xia so anxious to make me his deputy?"

"Could it be that... this green-haired turtle knows that Jiang Wunian is poisoned?"

I was muttering to myself.

The great Xia Tianzi, who was sitting in the seat of honor, suddenly became very interested and laughed:

"Tsk tsk, I have a rare day off today, so I came to the harem to take a walk. Not only did I see the beautiful concubines that I miss so much, but I also got such a capable young talent!"

“This is the situation!”

"I should recite a poem to congratulate you!"

He finished saying this.

Not only the few eunuchs and palace maids who accompanied him.

The beauties in the harem, including Concubine Wan and Concubine Shu, also showed some barely perceptible expressions of pain.

Everybody knows.

Emperor Yuan Tai, who is a pretentious and self-righteous man, is planning to write some nonsense poems again!

This is the really painful part of the matter.

After he finished the poem, everyone at the scene had to pretend to appreciate it!

Yu Huaian had long heard about Emperor Yuan Tai's love of poetry and his playful nature.

However, since I have never seen it before, I am quite curious.

He was the first to bow and say, "Although I have been in the West Factory for many years, I have long admired your Majesty's poetry! I am willing to listen to you respectfully!"

Seeing that no one around responded and cheered this time, Emperor Xia was originally unhappy, but after hearing the words of the young eunuch, he immediately smiled:

"Hahahaha, Yu Huaian, I didn't expect that you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, are actually a knowledgeable scholar!"

"Oh, if all the servants in the palace were as good at poetry and prose as you, I would be so happy."

"I only have a superficial understanding of poetry and literature."

Yu Huaian bowed, not caring at all about Concubine Qi's rolling eyes, and quickly took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the side, handed them to the eunuch Chen Defu, and presented them to the emperor.

Under the gaze of all the concubines and eunuchs.

Emperor Xia stroked the dragon's whiskers, pondered for a moment, looked out at the autumn leaves falling in the wind, and waved his hand, writing seriously:

"One piece after another, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, five pieces."

"Six pieces, seven pieces, eight pieces, nine pieces, they fell to the ground and disappeared!"

In an instant.

The poem is finished.

Drop the mark!

"Well, my beloved concubines, what do you think?"

Seemingly very confident in his previous few lines of poetry, Emperor Xia gently stroked the words that were still in ink, with an infatuated look on his face.

Seeing the emperor's gaze sweeping over, the concubines immediately put on attentive smiles and kept praising him.

However, except for Concubine Shu, who was born a talented woman, the praises given to the other concubines were all general.

Obviously not in line with the Holy Will.

"Alas, it's a pity that Mr. Shu from the Hanlin Academy is not here. Today, I can hardly appreciate my own beauty."

Emperor Xia shook his head in dismay. Just as he was about to ask Chen Defu behind him to mount the poem, he heard someone exclaim in an excited tone:

"Your Majesty's poem, although simple in terms of rhetoric, has beautiful and fluent rhymes, making it refreshing to read. Its intention is extremely lofty. The first three couplets use simple quantifiers such as one, two, and three to fully interpret the bleakness of the falling autumn leaves. The last couplet is even more earth-shattering..."

This person talked incessantly and appreciated the analysis seriously.

Hear the end.

Even Concubine Wan, who was yawning and trying to be perfunctory the whole time, couldn't help but open her beautiful eyes wide with a look of disbelief!

because.......

The one who is appreciating this crappy poem is none other than his own lover!

"Strange, even though it's flattery, how come Xiao Anzi speaks so clearly and logically, as if he is really a scholar?"

"When he entered the palace with me at the age of fifteen, I never saw him write anything? Could it be that... he is really a genius?"

"Tsk tsk, little guy, what surprises do you have that your sister Zhen'er doesn't know about?"

Concubine Wan held her chin with her hand and looked with her beautiful eyes at her tall and graceful lover standing in the center of the palace.

It seemed that in an instant, the goose hat and the eunuch's dragon robe on his body turned into the Confucian robe and silk scarf of a talented scholar!