"Someone, save me!" the emperor cried out.
"Are you planning to flee like a stray dog, or are you planning to die like a true emperor?" Li Jiong appeared behind the emperor and asked coldly. After descending the mountain, he had learned all about what the emperor had done: excessive taxes, selling official posts and noble titles—even the commoners around the Imperial Capital were living such difficult lives.
"You—you stay away from me!" The emperor turned and ran. "Someone, quickly!"
"It's useless." Li Jiong formed a chain and bound the emperor. "I heard that the Son of Heaven has a special way to die. Being struck by blades and having your head and body separated—that sort of death doesn't suit imperial dignity. So it's better to strangle you."
You respect me this much, so can't you just not kill me? The emperor felt the noose tightening around his neck and thought despairingly.
It was useless, however. Under Li Jiong's overwhelming strength, the emperor died at his hands just like that. The turmoil that might have arisen from the change in power also failed to cause even the slightest disturbance under Roland's suppression.
"I suppose I've experienced what it feels like to hold power over the entire court." Roland sat on the dragon throne and sighed.
"How about you become emperor, Father?" Li Chu sat on Roland's leg. "I don't know what I should do anyway."
"Have Guo Ziyi completely pacify the rebels, then let the people rest and recover." Roland took out a history book and glanced through it. "A lot of the time, doing nothing is better than acting blindly. Also, Yang Wan, Liu Yan, Han Huang—these are all talented people. Make good use of them."
"Oh." Li Chu nodded, then asked in confusion, "Father, in the stories you