When the Prime Minister was young, he was every girl’s in the capital dream man. Just randomly going for a ride would harvest him a bunch of flower embroidered handkerchiefs, used to express admirations for him.
He lost both parents at a young age. His father died on the battlefield; his mother soon followed due to grief.
Only his grandfather was left to raise him. He taught him everything from reading books to writing poems, from calculating to riding and archery, even generations of loyalty were engraved into his bones.
Grandfather Prime Minister was already old. Being at an old age and having illnesses for a long time, he gradually couldn’t hold on. On his deathbed, he held the hand of the Prime Minister and made him swear to be loyal and devoted to the country all his life, never to have two hearts, and always assist the young Emperor.
The Prime Minister cried and agreed, only then did the old Prime Minister close his eyes and go in peace.
However, the Prime Minister didn’t know what to do to be a good Prime Minister. He could handle political affairs just fine, but how should he advise the Emperor?
Throughout his life, he had only seen one Prime Minister at work, which was his grandfather. And his grandfather’s way of doing things so far was: first - cry, second - make a fuss, third - hang himself. The newbie Prime Minister who just got the position could only imitate his grandfather.
And he was very good at it.
The Emperor said he wanted to build a summer resort and needed to requisition people for labor.
Just an average resort would have been fine, but this Emperor wanted to build the largest and grandest summer resort since ancient times.
As usual, the Prime Minister failed to persuade Emperor. He abruptly stood up, headed straight to the dragon pillar to hit his head, determined to use death to convince people.
The officials expertly divided into two groups; the young group clung to Prime Minister, crying out, “Prime Minister! Prime Minister!”
The other group skillfully knelt on the ground, speaking in unison, “Your Majesty, please reconsider!”
The Emperor waved his hand with a headache, “Alright, get out.”
This method of Prime Minister was very effective, so it was utilized more and more excessively. Whenever the Emperor had ideas that could harm the people, the Prime Minister didn’t bother to open his mouth anymore and just rushed straight to the pillar. Before two steps were taken, the Emperor had already waved his hand helplessly.