It also had isolated the Imperial Palace from the common folk.
These issues were tangled like a chariot pulled by eight crazed warhorses, beyond his control, powerless to reverse the chaos, only an external force, pure and clear, could possibly tear through such circumstances.
How should one solve both internal and external troubles?
He looked at Li Guanyi in front of him, his expression calm.
Suddenly, he sighed with a smile, "I truly envy you, Pharmacist."
Li Guanyi raised his eyebrows slightly.
Ji Zichang suddenly grabbed the wine pot on the table and poured himself a drink.
Then, tipping back his head, the Emperor, who usually disliked using the same eating utensils as others, now drank from it gulp by gulp. In a short while, he was slightly drunk, and Li Guanyi consoled him, "You needn't do this."
Ji Zichang said, "You don't understand, don't understand."
