Where is the goblin in quick time travel

Chapter 1181

From Princess Susan to Queen Susan, Simo's life suddenly became busy. Only now did she understand why the possibility of the ancient emperor becoming a Mingjun was so low-this work is really not done by humans.

Getting up earlier than chickens and going to bed later than dogs is nothing more than exhausting energy and energy every day. The bigger the kingdom, the more things to do. Many times, Simo wondered whether his **** decision was true or not. wrong.

The old king finally passed away on the second day after Si Mo ascended the throne. He finally saw the end of his lifelong enemy, and he swallowed his last breath with satisfaction and a smile on the corner of his mouth—it was not in vain that he supported his daughter to act a show.

At the old king's funeral, Simo clearly felt the blood in his body suddenly become stronger.Presumably this is a sign that the original owner's obsession has dissipated and the meridians in the body are truly unblocked.

Simo is very satisfied with this change. After all, no one likes to cry when they are innocent, or to feel sad when they see someone for no reason. The most helpless thing is that this kind of emotion is still uncontrollable.

For a goblin who is devoted to the Tao and pursues great success, this uncontrollable feeling is really annoying.Especially during the two days when the old king was about to pass away, she had to prepare for her enthronement ceremony and learn various etiquettes during the day.

At night, he still has to be dominated by the emotions of this body, and he can't do anything to guard the old king, for fear that he will not be by his side when he closes his eyes, which will cause lifelong regrets to this body.

Because of her concentration, she didn't even dare to practice.This kind of experience made Simo suddenly think of his own experience when he was a human being who did not know how many years ago. At that time, he was too painful to live, and he also wished to die just like this...

At that time, I don’t know when, but I can’t remember it clearly.The only thing I have is the obsession to go back to the beginning, see it again, and experience it again.

"Your Majesty the King!"

The servant's voice brought her spirit back. She just got up at this time, and the maid behind her was combing her complicated hairstyle. Today, she was going to meet the great nobles from various provinces.

Some of these great nobles have been passed down for hundreds of years, as long as the kingdom's history, and their control over the land under their jurisdiction is even more incomparable to other new nobles.

Even if religion is used as a means, it is nothing more than invading the spiritual realm of the local civilians, but all taxes, including church taxes, have to go through the hands of these great nobles and pass them on.

Regarding this situation, Si Mo, as a king, would naturally not be satisfied.What she wants is centralization, what she wants is unified taxation across the country, and financial power and political power must be in her hands.

Today she is about to face another tough battle, not weaker than the one she fought when she replaced the pope.Even, these people are more difficult to deal with than the pope - although the pope is the spiritual leader of the church, he was also the spokesperson of God in the human world.

And the pope has one of the most fatal weaknesses, which is his race.Demons are the most hated object of gods, so after a few years of planning, Simo grasped the weakness of the Pope as a demon clan, and was able to bring down the opponent in one fell swoop.

But these big nobles are different, they are really elites who have managed the local area for several generations in a down-to-earth manner.Their interests are the same, and they are likely to unite to resist their own rule, so if they want to divide them, they have to think carefully.

Time passed quickly, and Simo's meeting with these great nobles was held in the magnificent hall of the palace. Due to her another layer of status as a saint, the layout of the hall is not only luxurious, but also has a sacred atmosphere.

Even the officials who usually stand in the two rows of the king's living room are no longer surrounded by the traditional civil servants at this time, but there are several more cardinals at the top.

When these great nobles filed in and wanted to say hello and loyalty habitually, they heard a melodious male voice from the front: "Kneel!"

(End of this chapter)