Great Zhou.
Luoyang.
In the Prime Minister's residence.
The manor was rather quiet. The servants were as quiet as cicadas in winter. They tiptoed and did not dare to make any more noise.
Their master, the prime minister of Dazhou, had injured his head and was now unconscious.
Inside the house.
Suddenly, a confused voice sounded.
"F * ck…"
"Old Master, what's wrong?"
"Master is awake?"
"Quick, call the doctor!"
A group of maids hurriedly pushed open the door and entered.
They saw their master holding a mirror with a dumbfounded expression.
The maidservants 'movements were not small. Yang Yi recovered from his shock.
He glanced at these beautiful maidservants, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Tsk!
This didn't look like a dream at all.
He took a deep breath and coughed lightly.
"I'm fine. All of you can leave…"
The maidservants were somewhat at a loss, but they did not dare to disobey Yang Yi's words.
They then left the room.
Only Yang Yi was left in the room.
Yang Yi rubbed his stiff cheeks and smiled bitterly.
Tsk!
Didn't he just take a nap? Why did he suddenly come to this Dazhou?!
From the memories of his original body, he knew that this place was different from any dynasty in his memories.
This world was filled with empires, large and small countries, and famous historical emperors.
There was the Great Qin Empire that swept across the world, the Great Han Empire that would kill anyone who offended us, the Mengyuan Empire that had unparalleled cavalry, and the Great Tang Empire that opened its palace and worshipped the crown of all nations!
There were countless other small countries.
The Great Zhou was one of them.
Yang Yi's original body was a noble child from a poor family.
However, this kid had a good life. He was deeply trusted and put in an important position by the current empress's father, the previous emperor, Emperor Ming of Great Zhou.
Yang Yi was handsome and was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, horse riding, archery, flattery, gambling, and Cuju. Emperor Ming was a fatuous ruler who was very attentive to eating, drinking, and playing. Naturally, Yang Yi became his close minister.
Thus, Yang Yi became the prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty at the age of 20.
Emperor Ming had passed away a month ago.
Yang Yi's original body was riding a horse three days ago. The horse suddenly went crazy and threw him off. He hit his head and was seriously injured. He was already on the verge of death.
However, Yang Yi knew that the original body was already dead. Otherwise, he would not have transmigrated here.
Yang Yi sorted out his scattered memories and smacked his lips.
"F * ck, this emperor can get along, but the treacherous officials really dare to promote him!”
He smiled helplessly.
His original body was placed in an important position by Emperor Ming, so he was naturally arrogant and domineering.
He was a treacherous official that everyone wanted to kill.
Under the control of the original owner, the Great Zhou Dynasty ceded a few pieces of land to the neighboring countries, barely protecting the country's safety.
However, no matter how much the others hated him, it was useless.
Emperor Ming of Great Zhou trusted and valued him greatly.
Before he died, he was appointed as a minister and even gave him a royal whip!
The original body could be considered to have power in the court!
Even the empress had to give in to him.
Yang Yi rubbed his scab head and muttered to himself,""F * ck, this is a mess. I'm a f * cking good young man of the new era. How did I become a crafty minister?!”
Although he was the prime minister now, the Great Zhou was only a small country.
Not to mention the Qin, Han, Tang, and Ming dynasties, even the Song Kingdom next to them paled in comparison.
Although the Song Country was weak, it was rich!
Moreover, the Song Country's territory was much larger than the Great Zhou!
In this world where empires stood, the Great Zhou might be destroyed one day.
At that time, could he, the prime minister of the Great Zhou, escape?!!
Yang Yi sighed.
Should he lie back down and sleep for a while?
Perhaps she would be back in the modern world when she woke up.
Da da da da.
At this moment, footsteps sounded.
Creak.
The door was pushed open.
An old man in luxurious clothes walked in and said respectfully,"Young Master…"
Yang Yi suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart and coughed lightly.
"Uncle Fu, what's wrong?"
Uncle Fu said respectfully,"Young Master, when this old servant heard that you were awake, I was overjoyed and brought Imperial Physician Wu to take a look at you." Are you okay?"
Although Yang Yi was a treacherous official that everyone despised outside, he was still kind to servants like them.
Uncle Fu was Yang Shi's servant and had watched Yang Yi grow up.
After the Yang Consortium fell, he had been following Yang Yi. Now that Yang Yi had gained power, he had also risen with the tide.
However, she still treated Yang Yi as the young master of the past and cared about him.
Yang Yi had been unconscious for three days, and he was extremely anxious.
Yang Yi waved his hand.
"Uncle Fu, there's no need."
What a joke, he felt very good now!
Uncle Fu seemed to be relieved when he saw that Yang Yi was in high spirits. A smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
"Young Master, it's good that you're fine."
Yang Yi rubbed his chin and muttered,""Uncle Fu, did anything happen during these few days when I was unconscious?!”
Although the situation was a mess, he could only accept it helplessly.
He couldn't just ignore it, or else he wouldn't even know how he died.
The original body was confused, but he was not stupid.
The Great Zhou was now weak. Would those countries that were like wolves and tigers let the Great Zhou off?!
Moreover, he was the prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although the original body was a wicked person, he was a genius. Even Emperor Ming praised his horse riding skills.
How could such a person fall off a horse and hit his head?!
Moreover, his horses were carefully selected. Why would they go crazy for no reason?!
Uncle Fu's back was slightly hunched as he slowly said,"There hasn't been any major activity in the past two days. However, today, the envoy from the Song Country has already delivered the betrothal gifts…"
Betrothal gift?
Yang Yi was stunned, his face blank.
"What betrothal gift?"
Uncle Fu was stunned and muttered,"It's a betrothal gift from the King of Song Country, Zhao Ji…"?
"The King of Song Country, Zhao Ji?" Yang Yi smacked his lips." Who is he going to marry?”
Uncle Fu looked at Yang Yi strangely.
"Of course it's the Empress of our Great Zhou…"
"F * ck, this wolf's ambition. Only an idiot would agree!”Yang Yi looked at him with disdain.
Anyone could tell that Zhao Ji had a big appetite.
How was he marrying a wife? He wanted to swallow the Great Zhou along with him.
Uncle Fu looked at Yang Yi cautiously.
"Young Master, you were the one who rejected the public opinion and agreed to the marriage request of the Song Country!”
"That's why they sent the betrothal gifts…"
Yang Yi was speechless.
I was too careless. I spoke too loudly just now.
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