Throne of Vientiane Civilization

While clarifying his thoughts, Zhou Xu directly wrote down this order.

But before sending the order, he suddenly had a new idea.

There are undoubtedly blacksmiths in the New World, and there are also relevant departments that specialize in forging ordnance and weapons.

Leaving aside crystal iron weapons, Zhou Xu didn't know which one was stronger in terms of technology for making iron weapons.

In this case, let's just engage in a wave of exchanges and learning.

Anyway, they now have hot air balloons that can be used. It would not hurt to send one or two exchange students there to learn from each other and improve each other.

The more Zhou Xu thought about this matter, the more he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he immediately wrote another order and asked the soldiers responsible for delivering the order to take it away together, and then buried his head again in the pile of documents and reports in front of him.

On this day, Zhou Xu got up an hour earlier than usual because today was the day of the court meeting.

He had no interest in going to court every day. It was not that he was neglecting government affairs, but Zhou Xu felt that there was not much to do all day long, so he had to ask him for instructions and reports in person at the court meeting.

So according to his arrangement, this meeting is now once a week.

Of course, if there are particularly important matters, an impromptu meeting can also be held for discussion.

At this moment, sitting on the dragon chair in the Chaohui Hall, Zhou Xuzheng was holding his chin with one hand, listening boredly to Li Bowen's impassioned flattery below him, and then couldn't help but yawn.

"That Yan Sheng, you foolish king! He dared to proclaim himself the First Emperor. The other kings of other countries died at the hands of the faint king Yan Sheng, which is even more mediocre! What a heroic lord I am, the Lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty! With the majestic appearance of the king, how can he be compared with that faint king Yan Sheng? The same name as those incompetent kings?!"

"I second the proposal!"

"..."

As soon as Li Bowen said his impassioned words, the ministers in the palace responded one after another, making Zhou Xu, who was sitting above, roll his eyes.

[Damn, I have to add one more thing in the future. The meeting is once a week, but when the day comes, you can cancel it if nothing happens! Isn't it good to sleep this hour? I hear you guys trying to suck up to labor and management here? ! 】

Although these kind words may sound pleasant to the ears, they also come at a time. Zhou Xu really has no interest in getting up an hour early to listen to these idiots flattering him.

While he was pondering this, Li Bowen's excited voice reached Zhou Xu's ears again.

"The titles of emperor and king really cannot bring out the heroism and sage of the king. For this reason, I have been lying awake at night, thinking hard for several days, and now I boldly propose the word 'Emperor' as a new name for the king!"

At this time, Zhou Xu only felt a sudden pain in his temple.

[Why don’t you work hard all day long, and you’re just thinking about this? 】

But he just complained casually in his heart.

After lying awake at night and meditating hard for days, Zhou Xu would not be stupid enough to take this bullshit seriously and hold back the word "emperor". Li Bowen might have been thinking about it for a while, but it was definitely not that exaggerated.

Just when Zhou Xu was about to say something, all the ministers fell to their knees and started shouting, 'Long live the emperor! ’ The corners of Zhou Xu’s eyes twitched when he saw it.

Now he suddenly understood the feeling of some ancient emperors who wanted to get angry in front of their ministers, but couldn't.

Not to mention that the guys below were not here to force him to have a baby, but were singing his praises, which made it even harder for him to keep his face down.

Youdao stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling person, but in the end he could only spit out two words with a dry smile.

"That's right."

While speaking, Zhou Xu quickly winked at the soldiers beside him, signaling the other party to quickly enter the stage of 'starting if something happens, retreating if nothing happens'.

Hurry back and count the time before you can go back and relax for a while.

But at this moment, Li Bowen, who had not returned to the queue at all, shouted again...

"Wei Chen has something to report!"

Zhou Xu's expression froze instantly.

[You better be fine! 】

"Accurate."

"Your Majesty! After more than half a year of development, all the cities in our Zhou Dynasty are now on the right track, and the country has become more stable. Here, I think your Majesty should quickly expand the harem, give birth to heirs as soon as possible, and establish a prince. This will stabilize our country and the country of Great Zhou Dynasty!"

As he spoke, all the ministers knelt down and worshiped.

"Your Majesty, please expand the harem, give birth to an heir as soon as possible, and establish a prince! Consolidate our country and the country of the Great Zhou Dynasty!!"

"..."

Not to mention, although this advice to him to open a harem and have children as soon as possible sounds a little embarrassing to Zhou Xu, a modern person, but considering it from the perspective of national development, it is indeed a business matter.

After all, in their land of China, this matter of giving birth has been happening since ancient times, especially as the leader of a country.

This is to prevent the emperor from suddenly belching one day.

Under this premise, if there is a prince, the prince can immediately succeed to the throne, which will minimize the impact of the emperor's death on the country and the country.

Zhou Xu had already turned 30 two years ago. Even in modern times, he was old enough to start a family.

He doesn't think he can live forever. In this era when medical treatment is not developed enough, if he can live to be sixty or seventy years old, is he considered a long life?

From this point of view, half a lifetime has almost passed, and it is indeed time to think about future generations.

After all, the Great Zhou that he worked so hard to build must be passed on, right?

Thinking of this, Zhou Xu also became serious.

"That's right!"

Zhou Xu didn't plan to find a girl to fall in love with, so how could he have the time?

Since ancient times, the emperor has always had only one way to expand his harem, and that is through drafting.

Specific matters will naturally be done by the ministers under his command.

Needless to say, these old court officials are indeed experienced in this area.

After all, when Yan Sheng was alive, he was looking for beauties across the country to expand his harem every now and then, which allowed the following officials to accumulate a lot of experience.

After briefly explaining the matter, and seeing that the ministers below had nothing else to do, Zhou Xu announced his resignation.

On the way back to his dormitory, Zhou Xu couldn't help but sigh...

[Unconsciously, I have become an uncle in his thirties. 】

In this era, there was no such thing as a very clear mirror. If you wanted to confirm your appearance, you could only look at a bronze mirror or your reflection in water.

But whether it was the bronze mirror or the reflection in the water, it was not that clear after all. In addition, he had been extremely busy these years, so he really didn't pay much attention to whether he was getting older.

Just as Zhou Xu was thinking about this, a burst of rapid steps came from behind.

Zhou Xu turned around and saw a soldier leading Xie Liancheng over quickly.

"The final general will untie Liancheng and meet the emperor!"

After speaking, Xie Liancheng, who was still saluting, raised his head and raised his eyebrows teasingly at him.

"..."