Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it is already the third year of Long Chang.
The emperor's office, inside the Palace of Diligent Administration.
"Your Majesty, currently the prices of rice and cloth among the people..."
The newly promoted Chief Eunuch, Eunuch Zhang, lowered his eyes respectfully, watching as an ordinary-looking middle-aged man knelt on the ground, reporting to the emperor behind the imperial desk.
Since Emperor Long Chang ascended the throne, he has adhered to tradition, maintaining tranquillity in the court, like a stagnant pool of water.
Yet, in this seemingly dead water, three years have passed, and both ministers and the realm have gradually accepted the fact of the new emperor's reign.
This is not easy, as it represents the consolidation of imperial authority.
However, it's not entirely true that the new emperor hasn't done anything. For example, he promoted Zhao Hu into the Imperial Army.
