"My elder brother has barely recovered from a serious illness for less than a year, and he's reviewed no fewer than ten thousand memorials; he's written over a million words in comments. He's attending the early morning court session at the time of the fourth watch, barely stuffing down a lunch of two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish after hastily swallowing a few bites, and then he has to take his medicine and meet with various ministers. By the end of the day, he has to review the Cabinet's memorials and engage in dialogues with the Elder Statesmen. When supervising, he also has to read about the border warfare, clarifying the duties of each crucial position..."
King of Han tapped his own head, smiled, and said,
"That is what makes a good Emperor."
"But I'm not a good Emperor."
King of Han's gaze fell on everyone, sharp as the cold light, instilling fear. His eyes finally rested on Zhou Li, and his words became heavier.
