Let Go Of That Primordial Man

Master Niu, is now His Majesty the Emperor of Luolei Empire.

After the official coronation was successful, he was surprised to find that he was essentially the same as when he was the leader of the tribal alliance.

At this time, His Majesty Niu was sitting on the dragon chair, and he really felt that the broken chair was terrible, and he didn't feel comfortable at all.

Then, His Majesty the Emperor looked at the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the largest hall in Xingtian Hall, except for a few trembling old slaves who were cleaning.

Immediately there was an inexplicable sadness in my heart: What the hell! It is estimated that there is no one His Majesty the Emperor who can be more miserable than Lao Tzu...

The ministers under him, that is, the witches and leaders of the tribes, as well as the heads of the two major systems of civil affairs and military in Black Rock City, the lowest level among them are all big figures like the village head.

After participating in the coronation ceremony, these people had already returned to their places of residence.

Speaking of the current season of Luolei Mountains, it is the coldest time in the winter, and there is really nothing to worry about staying here in Black Rock City.

Of course, before they left Black Rock City, His Majesty the Emperor Niu specially held a grand royal banquet for them.

Originally, for such an important moment, Master Niu was prepared mentally this time, and planned to bleed a lot at this royal banquet.

Come over with some real good things from the modern plane, and let his ministers have a good meal together.

For example, order a whole meal of steak, foie gras, etc., and pair it with some high-end red wine sold in the supermarket, so that the bumpkins under him can experience the legendary high-end life tens of thousands of years in advance.

Not to mention whether it tastes good or not, but the grade is definitely enough!

It's a pity that all the ministers under him strongly demanded that if they want to have a hot pot meal in such a cold weather, it must be a big piece of fat meat, the kind of stewed luncheon meat.

Among them, the tribal personnel from the other three regions made the strongest call; crying and shouting that they must have a meal, this delicacy that has almost been forgotten by them!

After all, with Master Niu in the modern plane, he basically cut off the purchase of these junk foods.

Whether it's luncheon meat or bulk Niubawang instant noodles; these things have almost disappeared from the market in the Luolei Mountains, and you may not be able to buy them with food stamps.

I am a wise and good emperor, and I will definitely listen to the voice of my subjects; forget it, as long as these people like it. His Majesty the Emperor sighed helplessly.

So, with this mentality in mind, Master Niu ordered the imperial dining room to prepare for it.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the imperial study room is the place where Da Ya leads a hundred women who are called to help temporarily, and are busy in the back.

After a lot of busy work, they stewed hundreds of pots of big fat pork slices and hot pot with luncheon meat; it was so good that the ministers of the Luolei Empire had a rare meal.

After eating, these ministers said goodbye to His Majesty the Emperor and left; Master Niu's coronation ceremony this time is completely over!

The only thing worth mentioning is that these ministers brought back His Majesty the Emperor Niu's first official decree:

Organize the warriors in the tribe into a militia unit, waiting for the order of the empire to mobilize at any time; at the same time, strictly prevent the tribe from staying dead, and pay attention to preventing the spies sent by the crusade army in advance to infiltrate and destroy the empire...

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Your Majesty the Emperor. Amid such respectful voices, a figure came behind Master Niu.

No need to look back, Master Niu also knew that the person who came was his court director, Lao Cho; because Lao Cho was the only one who could remember calling him His Majesty the Emperor.

The other natives are still called Master Niu, which really makes Master Niu quite speechless.

Is there something wrong? Master Niu, sitting cross-legged on the dragon chair, asked lazily.

By the way, he looked at the palace in front of him, which looked extremely desolate; but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that His Majesty the Emperor was not a taste.

First of all, Master Niu came to the conclusion that there are too few people in his own palace.

In the history of the modern plane, among the harems of other emperors, which one is either the one that is always the most beautiful or the three thousand beauties.

If you count the eunuchs and maids serving the emperor, there are tens of thousands of people in total; there are also a large group of people such as Ouchi guards and imperial forest soldiers.

The Xingtian Hall that Master Niu used as the palace does not look shabby.

Water-reinforced concrete, plus tiles on the exterior walls and floor tiles on the ground; even public toilets in the modern world are not built in this way.

But at least on the plane of the original era, it is still quite high-end.

It's just that the population in the palace is too small, counting his own female slaves, old chip father and son, and the dozen or so old slaves who followed in the past, there are barely more than twenty people.

In addition, the five rough men of the Zhang family, with a hundred soldiers guarding in shifts at the entrance of the main hall, are considered to be His Majesty's inner guards and part-time imperial guards.

Harem beauties are even more invisible, the only women are the three female slaves of Master Niu, and one unreliable female student.

Among them, the female student Sanya Niu couldn't do it, and the little girl Niu couldn't bear to do it; so His Majesty the Emperor, who was struggling, could only stay alone in the imperial study that served as an office every night.

As if feeling the depression in Master Niu's heart, Lao Chou suddenly put forward a very constructive proposal: Master Niu, why don't we recruit a group of court ladies into the palace in the empire! In this way, there will be no It seemed so cold.

This is inappropriate! Master Niu refused sincerely at all.

Even if this guy is already very willing in his heart, but he knows that this kind of thing must be reserved, and he must pretend to be very embarrassed and unwilling.

Sure enough, the old chip's performance was perfect.

He began to persuade: Your Majesty, you have worked so hard for the country, recruiting one or two thousand maids in the country, what is it to serve you well?

It's too much! There's no need for one or two thousand, three or five hundred is enough. Master Niu said righteously.

When he said this, Master Niu's thoughts had already dispersed.

At this time, he was already seriously considering whether to continue to use the uniform of the maid of honor, that kind of western-style maid outfit; to his distress, that kind of sailor uniform seemed to be very good.

Seeing that Master Niu finally agreed to his proposal, the old man became excited.

He patted his chest, and reassured Master Niu without a word: Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely select the best from the best and strictly check, and promise to select a group of women with outstanding looks and strong stature to serve as court ladies!

'Sturdy', this incomparably beautiful adjective, passed by His Majesty's ears, and the poor Emperor immediately shuddered.

At the same time, the longing in Master Niu's heart was instantly extinguished.

Vaguely, Master Niu could even see that in the days to come, hundreds of obese women would surround him smiling coquettishly and acting coquettishly.

In this coldest season of the year, Mr. Niu was frightened into a cold sweat...

As a result, the thousands of girls in Luolei Empire didn't know that they had lost one of their best opportunities to get in touch with the male god in their hearts, Master Niu, unintentionally!