"No. Wouldn't you just torment a whole bunch of people to death? You're only fit to be a little maidservant," Wenren Sheng refused outright.
"I don't care! You never stepped in before—you always made me handle things myself. Why are you coming out this time?" Little Illusion rolled around on the ground, dragging the Persian cat along with her.
"Because this time it's an entire planet. I can control the situation from inside; outside, my reactions would be too slow," Wenren Sheng patiently explained.
"I'm enough here. You don't need to be here." Little Illusion began pushing him from behind, trying to shove him out.
Naturally, she could not move him.
In the end, Wenren Sheng assigned Little Illusion the job of a fan-bearing maid.
She would stand behind him and fan him for half the day at a time, so she could properly reflect on the hardships of ordinary people and stop being dissatisfied all day long.
A few days later, the Empress Dowager issued an edict permitting trade with westerners. The western border was opened, and so was the East Side.
Seeing this, Wenren Sheng decided to speed things up.
Time immediately began to race forward.
Three years passed. Not only had the imperial court collected little silver, it had also gained a great many redundant officials to feed because of the opened borders.
That was until Vice Minister Huang personally investigated. He killed off one batch, promoted another, and allowed yet another batch to atone for their crimes through meritorious service. That year, the silver collected increased fivefold.
It was simply absurd.
Lu Empress Dowager decided that from then on, she would personally review the appointments of all officials ranked sixth grade and above.
Anyone whose inner thoughts were unacceptable would be sent off with a single