“What’s so fun about being an emperor? Just reject it!”
Shi Fenglan said with disdain when Jiang Beiran explained the whole story.
“Well, another one who looks down on the emperor.” Jiang Beiran thought helplessly.
Shaking his head helplessly, Jiang Beiran looked at Xiao Duo beside him and suddenly asked curiously, “Xiao Duo, what did you think of the emperor before entering the sect?”
Before entering Sect of Returning Hearts and being Shi Fenglan’s maid, Xiao Duo was just a child from an ordinary family. Her understanding of the emperor should be more representative of the general public.
After hearing this, Xiao Duo recalled for a while and replied, “When I was young, my father told me that the emperor was very happy. He ate white bread every meal and even used a pole made of gold to pick up feces!”
Hearing this, Shi Fenglan laughed and said, “Hahaha, Little Beiran, so you’re going to pick up feces. Hahahaha.”
Jiang Beiran could only sigh. In a world without the internet, one’s imagination was limited by poverty.
However, even in the 21st century, a world where social networking was so developed, the happiness of the rich was something that many ordinary people could not imagine.
Moreover, in this world where ordinary people did not have any information channels, they could only imagine that the greatest happiness was to eat until they were full every day.
Ignoring Shi Fenglan’s laughter, Jiang Beiran continued to ask Xiao Duo, “Then, before you joined the sect, who did you think was the most powerful person in the world?”
“Of course, it was the mystic emperor.”
“What’s next?”
“Mystic saint.”
Jiang Beiran, who knew that Xiao Duo would definitely answer the mystic guru if he continued asking, changed the way he asked, “Who taught you all this?”
“Some were taught by my father, some were told to me by the village chief’s grandfather, and some were heard from Mr. Barefoot.”
“Then when was the first time you heard the title ’emperor’?”
“The first time…” Xiao duo recalled again, “Oh, that’s right. There was a time when the county magistrate came to our village to collect taxes. The village chief spoke nicely to the tax official and asked him to give him a few more days. However, the tax official kicked the village chief aside and said that he was working for the emperor. If he dared to be negligent, all the people in the village would be killed.”
Following that, Jiang Beiran asked a series of questions and finally understood Xiao Duo’s opinion of the emperor.
The most powerful people in the world were cultivators. When children saw cultivators flying in the sky, they would cheer for a long time.
The village chief let them eat their fill, the county magistrate robbed them, and the money they robbed was said to be for the emperor.
“I see, the emperor is basically a scapegoat.” Jiang Beiran thought.
“So, Xiao Duo, you should hate the emperor very much?”
Xiao duo first looked at Jiang Beiran, then nodded and said, “Everyone in the village hates the county magistrate, and also hates the emperor. But the village chief told us not to say it out loud, or else we would be beheaded.”
At this point, Jiang Beiran had a better idea now. The moners were still afraid of the emperor. Although this was supposed to be a very normal thing, Jiang Beiran was a little lacking in confidence because of Guan Shi’an’s attitude just now.
After asking Xiao Duo, Jiang Beiran looked at Shi Fenglan, who was still laughing, and asked, “What about you? What do you think the emperor is like?”
However, Shi Fenglan did not answer immediately. Instead, she wanted to imitate the action of picking up feces. However, after recalling for a while, Shi Fenglan found that there was no information about picking up feces in her mind.
So, she raised her head and asked, “Little Beiran, how do you pick up feces?”
“The young miss of this era really lacks basic knowledge…”
Shi Fenglan was obviously born with a silver spoon in her mouth. It was normal for her to not know how to pick up feces because she never did any work.
However, Jiang Beiran did not intend to answer her boring question. Instead, he continued asking, “Answer my question first.”
“The emperor…” Shi Fenglan pouted and thought for a while. “Is the one who rules the moners?”
“Can he rule you?”
“Of course not!”
“Perfect, end of the conversation.”
It was simple and easy to understand. Jiang Beiran immediately found his position. Although it was similar to what he imagined, he felt that it was more specific.
Seeing that Jiang Beiran was thinking about something, Shi Fenglan pulled his arm and said, “Don’t go. It’s really boring to be an emperor.”
“This is a quest given to me by Sect Master. I have no choice but to go.”
“Alright then. How long will you be an emperor? When will you e back?”
Hearing this question that somewhat shattered his worldview, Jiang Beiran replied, “When you bee an emperor, you will always be an emperor.”
“Ah!?” Shi Fenglan was shocked. “Forever?”
“Yes, for the rest of my life.”
“That won’t do! How could Sect Master give you such a quest? I’ll go and reason with him!”
Jiang Beiran grabbed Shi Fenglan who was about to rush out and said, “Stop fooling around. You can talk to Sect Master when I don’t want to be the emperor anymore.”
“That… works too.” Shi Fenglan nodded. “But if you bee the emperor, can you still gamble with me every day?”
“I’ll have to wait until I go to the imperial palace and bee the emperor to find out.”
“Seriously, why would Sect Master leave such a troublesome matter to you?”
“I have to do some serious work occasionally. Anyway, I’ll write to you When I get there and find out the situation. I’ll be leaving first.”
Hearing that Xiao Beiran would write to her, Shi Fenglan immediately became happy again. “Then you have to write to me as soon as possible.”
“Don’t worry.” After saying that, Jiang Beiran pushed open the door and left.
Before going to Tianyun Peak, Jiang Beiran thought about whether or not he should inform Qingce and the others, but he decided not to. After all, he himself was not very clear about the situation after going to the imperial palace.
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