QWTBWASIFOC Chapter 34
by VolareThree months later.
Changli, whose health was gradually improving, returned to the Lu family in Wuzhou with Lu Yunqi from that small town, while the small paper figures he had sent out went to the capital.
These small paper figures were all cut by Changli in the past.
They were similarly shaped, and most of them were based on the outline of the Golden Lion Demon Lord as a prototype. Over time, he had accumulated many small paper figures.
System 143 said that it was no exaggeration to call it a paper figure army.
The thousands of small paper figures sent out of the mustard seed space by Changli acted separately with their master’s orders.
They entered the residences of civil and military officials in the court and the inner courtyards of the palace, including the residences of the four princes who had already been granted the title of king.
The main thing was a net that was wide and had no loopholes!
Their orders were to control the entire court, continuously make the Liang Emperor uncomfortable, and to have the small paper figures with medical functions aggravate the Liang Emperor’s condition, making him more and more serious as he was treated.
Whatever illnesses the original Gu Changli had suffered, no matter how big or small, would first be given to the insane Liang Emperor, and then the small paper figures who were good at weaving dreams would make the Liang Emperor have heartbreaking nightmares day and night.
They would not let the Liang Emperor have peace, day or night.
In addition, the concubines of various palaces would also take turns sending heart-wrenching heavy blows to the Liang Emperor.
For example, a certain beauty without children or favor would cuckold the Liang Emperor, engaging in a lingering affair with a young and strong prince under the Liang Emperor’s knees.
Enjoy the happiness, live in the moment, and not keep a widow’s watch!
For example, a certain concubine with a prince would change her way of making a “perfect tonic soup” every day to give to the Liang Emperor, so that the Liang Emperor’s already disaster-stricken body would not be able to handle the nourishment, and he would kick his legs and go to hell as soon as possible.
Supplement the Liang Emperor to death, so that this palace’s son can take the throne.
For example, a certain concubine with a princess would curse the Liang Emperor to die early by sticking small paper figures year after year.
You heartless and ungrateful dog thing, you almost killed my obedient little padded jacket for Consort Chen. Now, this palace can’t wait for you to die soon.
Not only were the Liang Emperor’s concubines united against the enemy, but the Liang Emperor’s eight princes also began to play tricks, all thinking about the throne under the Liang Emperor’s ass.
The future War of the Eight Princes was now beginning to take shape.
Under the silent and imperceptible impetus of the small paper figures with various special functions, the Liang Emperor’s court and harem began to have many problems.
Small things every three days, big things every five days.
The Liang Emperor aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The epic experience belonging to the abused male lead was thus transferred from the original Gu Changli to the Liang Emperor, who lived a wonderful and dangerous life every day.
The imperial physicians who had frequently appeared recently also changed from the initial panic to calmness, after all, they were summoned by the Liang Emperor every day.
Who told the Liang Emperor to get sick every day with no repeats!
Yesterday it was a headache, today it was a sprained leg, tomorrow it was a toothache, and then it might be a cold, canker sores, leg injuries, diarrhea, and so on.
Those who didn’t know would think the Liang Emperor had offended the God of Medicine.
What worried them the most was the Liang Emperor’s frequent nightmares recently. The Liang Emperor would have nightmares every night, and the types of nightmares were also different every night.
The Liang Emperor may have also offended the God of Sleep.
The Buddhist masters who had been summoned to the palace by the Liang Emperor in recent months to perform rituals to transcend the dead felt from the bottom of their hearts that the current emperor had done too many guilty things, which had attracted the collective revenge of many dead souls.
They were masters, not mages!
They could only give people psychological comfort, not really drive away the dead souls and subdue evil spirits.
After all, if they had this ability, they would have become Buddhas long ago.
Because of the frequent changes on the Liang Emperor’s side recently, the first prince, who had originally planned to force the palace to rebel, suspended his plan and continued to tear at the second prince in the court.
The second prince was equally unwilling to show weakness and fought against him.
The other six princes temporarily followed the eldest brother and the second brother, the contestants for the throne, and cheered them on, mainly playing the role of the atmosphere group.
Civil and military officials quarreled every day and every month.
It was because of this group of officials and sons and concubines who were afraid that the world would not be in chaos that the Liang Emperor lived a chaotic life every day, without a moment of peace.
The Liang Emperor, whose peaceful life was disrupted by the small paper figures, felt uncomfortable in his heart and became haggard and decadent at a speed visible to the naked eye. The power in his hands was also quickly divided by the courtiers and sons who were fighting for power.
Before long, he would really become a lone man.
After all, his concubines, sons, and civil and military officials had all developed different intentions, and no one would continue to care about this sickly emperor whose prestige was declining day by day.
The Liang Emperor would eventually become a thing of the past for the Liang Dynasty.
All the civil and military officials were now betting on the princes, intending to seek a share of the merit of following the dragon for themselves and their families, and to become the backbone of the next emperor, preferably to be able to make a name for themselves in history/become famous for thousands of years.
The capital was now in a complete mess.
However, some court officials still chose to remain neutral and watch the good show begin with cold eyes.
They did not act, they only watched the show.
…Watching him build a tall building, watching him entertain guests, watching his building collapse.
This good show was really exciting~
As the mastermind behind the scenes, Changli said that the gratifying picture sent back by the small paper figures was well done. He called this the opposite of fatherly kindness and filial piety, brotherly love and respect.
If the father is not kind, the son will not be filial;
If the brother is not friendly, the brother will not be respectful.
System 143 watched and shouted happily and a little worried, [Host, will this cause the Liang Dynasty’s Jiangshan to be taken away by some rebel leaders?]
Its host was going to play with the Liang Dynasty!
Changli raised his eyes coldly, “So what? Although this world is currently owned by the Liang family, it is also owned by the people of the world. If the Liang imperial family is incompetent, there will naturally be capable people to live in it. Who said that this dynasty must be named Liang!”
That supreme dragon chair should naturally be occupied by the capable.
If the Liang Emperor and the original Gu Changli’s eight imperial brothers could not sit firmly on the throne of the Liang Dynasty, there would naturally be heroes who would end the Liang Dynasty and rebuild a new dynasty.
This was the inevitability and regularity of history.
System 143 scratched its head: [What you said is also true.]
[The emperor takes turns, this year it’s my turn. The main system used to give us this lesson, but I haven’t liked to study since I left the factory.]
Like many scumbag children, it didn’t like to study, only liked to eat melons, watch dramas, and admire beautiful women, and also liked to buy, buy, buy, eat, eat, eat, and play, play, play.
The main system had not scolded it less for this, but it really couldn’t change its nature.
Therefore, it was arranged by the main system that manages all systems to the more leisurely Heart’s Desire Faction, and it was not allowed to go to those departments where life and death were rolled.
Changli glanced at a certain cat system nestling in the system space eating and drinking, “You have a pretty clear understanding of yourself.”
System 143 said proudly: [Of course~]
It wasn’t those hypocritical villains who liked to be insincere and had no self-awareness.
It was what it was!
Changli ignored System 143 and turned to look at the lush green bamboo in the yard.
He poked the bamboo from time to time.
System 143 looked at Changli’s confusing behavior, and two cat pupils flashed with doubtful light.
Sure enough, the thoughts of systems and humans were not the same.