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... elt these rules were inhumane and had to be changed. But after thinking about it, he wasn’t going to benefit from these changes; only future emperors would benefit. Forget it; if he had to suffer, he couldn’t suffer alone.

After morning court finished, it was time for the cabinet members to discuss matters in Qinzheng Hall. Jiang Xing sat on the dragon throne, fighting back his sleepiness as he listened to the ministers’ reports on the unresolved matters that morning.

Li Chan sai ...

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