A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

After the delicious food, Shu Ange moved to the study room, and read the memorial at night with the lights on. The memorial memorial was like a hill, and she was dizzy when she looked at the beautiful and teeny small letters.

Before approving the memorial, Shu Ange spread out a piece of white paper, dipped it in ink and wrote a few lines. She was relieved when she confirmed that there was no difference between her and the original owner's handwriting.

After all, as for handwriting, although she inherited the original owner's memory, she should be able to fully recover her handwriting.

Now it seems that Shu Ange inherited not only the memory, but also the inertia formed by the opponent's body.

When she went to bed at night, Shu Ange suddenly thought, so she has become a martial arts master?

Maybe it was too sleepy, Shu Ange had a good night's sleep.

"Your Majesty, it's time for the morning."

A soft and clear female voice rang in her ears, and Shu Ange opened her eyes hazy. Bright candles lit up, and under the bed stood a row of maids holding trays.

The palace maids are like flowers in the spring hall, each with a calm face and a slightly bowed head, like a beautiful flower shining on the water.

However, the sleepy Shu Ange had no time to appreciate it. She yawned and asked, "Is it time for Yin Shi?"

Qingluo Kingdom started at 2:00 a.m. in the morning, and it was less than five o'clock in the modern age, so Shu Ange, as the monarch, would have to get up after four o'clock.

Of course, other ministers got up earlier, which was even more ruthless than Zhou Papi.

"Go back to Your Majesty, it's time for Yin."

The female official was humble and respectful, and was respectful when answering.

Shu Ange got out of bed and stood on the ground with his eyes closed. The maid, like clockwork, stepped forward to put on boots and robes to take care of her hair, and waited on her to wash.

After finally putting on his clothes, he rinsed his mouth with green salt and willow branches. Before Shu Ange could breathe a sigh of relief, another palace servant stepped forward with a crown of twelve yu yu.

She lowered her head and put on this luxurious and very bright crown, only to feel that her neck was about to be crushed.

Dressed in a dragon robe, the emperor's crown is solemn, Shu Ange stepped on the boots, and surrounded by the crowd, she ascended the throne of the king of the gods. The guard of honor was mighty and majestic.

There was only a faint whiteness in the sky, and the air was filled with the smell of dew, and the cold wind blew away Shu Ange's sleepiness.

Thinking of the hundred officials who were waiting in the imperial city for the third shift, Shu Ange sighed sincerely, making it even more difficult for the emperor to be an official.

The crisp and loud sound of the still whip broke the quiet dawn, and the morning was about to begin.

The court meeting was held in the Taiji Hall. In the solemn and solemn hall, furnaces, tripods, turtles, and cranes spit out wisps of cigarettes; golden bells, jade chimes, and chimneys were crisp and sweet.

Shu Ange, who was going to court for the first time, looked calm and calm in order not to show his cowardice.

The rules of the previous dynasty were cumbersome, and the slightest mistake would lead to the crime of deceiving the king. But Shu Ange, as the queen, has no such concerns, she just needs to sit on the throne and accept the audience.

There are general rules, there are eunuchs of ceremonies in charge, drums and music are played, and the civil and military officials kneel three times and nine times kowtow, and then they are arranged in the court hall.

The dragon chair was cold and hard, and it was very uncomfortable to sit up. He couldn't let Ge You paralyze as he wanted. Shu Ange sat on it, looking down at the courtiers in the hall with bright eyes.

In the Daxiong Hall, there are two rows of civil and military officials, male and female, gentle and handsome, and the generals also have a lot of pride.

The bluestone floor is smooth and clean, and the white marble bridge under the imperial steps is carved with exquisite auspicious animals.

Shu Ange followed the original owner's memory to find King Rong and King Yingyang. The two of them looked pretty good, but the flickering and cunning in their eyes made people very unhappy.

At the meeting, Shu Ange dealt with it carefully, and based on the plot hints, he briefly sorted out the Rong Wang Party and the Yingyang Wang Party.

Both of them want to be emperors, but there is only one throne. Where can there be permanent friends, even brothers and sisters, can't escape the calculation.

After going down to court, Shu Ange changed into his regular clothes and moved to Huangjue Temple with a few personal attendants.

It's time to meet the Saint Monk Xuanjing for a while, although Shu Ange hasn't figured out how to place him.