Have someone report the doorplate number to Illusion City, and Tang Rao's task is to complete the statistics well.
"Tang Rao, you sly devil, your ambition is really grand, you want to be an Emperor?"
Since even Zijing City has been moved up, if he wants to be an Emperor, nobody should dare to say anything, right?
"A doctor who doesn't want to be a general isn't a good butcher, of course I want to be an Emperor, with three palaces and six courtyards, three wives and four concubines, it's perfect."
He speaks his mind, and Tang Rao's words even tempt Li Zhentong.
But he knows, at his age, being an Emperor is out of the question; a leisurely position for fun seems quite nice.
"Indeed, it's good. You've settled them all, can you also settle me? I'll take whatever job, as long as it kills time."
Li Zhentong fears having nothing to do, for a person without ambition and a soul has no pursuit in life.
