No way, Lu Yang.

We've known each other for over 10 years.

Seeing Shan Jun<unk>s relentless attitude, Lu Yang sighed.

Just when Shin Jun thought Lu Yang was finally relenting, his friend calmly recited the phrase he had just heard.

People nurture Jade for 3 years, and Jade nurtures people for a lifetime.

Right now, I'm using my energy to nurture this jade dye plaque.

If you touch it, that energy will be disrupted.

Therefore, this jade piece is generally not meant for others to touch.

Didn't you see that both the shop assistant and I were wearing silk gloves in the jade shop? Is it really that mystical? I don't believe it.

Believe it or not, it's up to you.

Luang rip at indie friendly.

By the way, weren't you received by his majesty the emperor? How'd it feel? Mentioning this serious matter shifted Shan Jun<unk>s attention away from the Jedi plaque.

He couldn't see through it or guess it as they spoke.

Shun Jun recounted the entire meeting process with Lu Gi, even every dialogue to his friend without missing a word.

After listening, Lu Yang pondered for a moment and then said to Shun Jun with a serious expression, "His Majesty the Emperor is just messing with you, right?" Huh? After saying that, Lu Yang ignored the dumbfounded Shinjun, continuing to play with the Jadeey plaque while walking away, finding the situation quite interesting.

Chapter 318.

Accidental encounter.

Meanwhile, after Shan Jun left, Lu Gi leaned back in his chair and clearly felt discomfort in his body.

Heliang, your majesty.

The guard who was called by name looked at Lu G's pale face and suddenly felt a rush of panic.

Go call a doctor over.

Remember not to make too much noise.

Understand? Understood.

After responding, the guard named Hyong hurriedly headed toward the medical department.

The person who arrived was Jeang Shan, the head of the medical department, who could be said to be the most experienced person in the department.

After conducting a thorough examination of Luo Gi, Jeang Shan let out a slight sigh of relief.

Your Majesty, you are overworking yourself.

If this continues, you might fall ill from exhaustion.

You must take a good rest and recuperate for a while.

Recuperate for a while? Lu G murmured this phrase with a subtle tone.

I also need to be able to rest.

Upon hearing this, Jeang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was well aware of how busy their emperor's duties were.

The entire civilization of 10,000 realms was developing rapidly.

How many important reports awaited his review every day? How many critical decisions awaited his judgment in this matter? Even a usually stubborn Jeang Sean had to make concessions.

But at least please rest for a couple of days first and then I will prescribe some medicine for you to help with your recovery.

You should see some improvement.

Then let's do it this way.

Lu Yod did.

If it's just two days of rest, it should be manageable.

Remember, this matter should not be publicized.

Understood.

After Jeang Xan left, Lu Gi looked at the few reports left on his desk, all marked yellow level.

According to previous arrangements, reports of this level were supposed to be reviewed by him personally.

However, he really didn't have the energy for that today.

After pondering for a while, he decided to hand them over to two of his secretaries to handle while he himself had a light meal and went to bed early to rest.

Determined to take two days off, Lu G surprisingly slept until noon, but still felt he hadn't slept enough.

However, he knew he couldn't sleep any longer.

The accumulated mental fatigue couldn't be resolved with just one good sleep.

He casually put on a black silk robe and asked Lu Yi to bring him some food.

After a simple lunch and drinking the medicinal soup sent over by Jeang Shang, Lu Gi stretched and planned to go out for a stroll, get some fresh air and relax, which would help alleviate his mental fatigue.

Definitely couldn't go to crowded places, so he chose to go to Mingjing Lake.

This month happened to be the fishing ban period, and after prohibiting fishing, there were hardly any people on the surface of the lake, making it quite peaceful.

Thus, Lu Gi lay back on a wooden raft, propping his legs up, allowing the raft to float on the lake.

Next to him was a fishing rod, and he didn't care whether there were any fish biting.

He was pursuing a state of mind and ambience.

In fact, he had indeed forgotten about the fishing rod.

At this moment, lying on the raft, he habitually played with his black jade carp in his hand while his mind inevitably wandered to matters of development.

This was unavoidable after so many years.

The professional habits he had formed were not something that could be easily changed.

However, what he was pondering at this moment wasn't too complicated.

Simply put, it was about the classification of reports.

Initially, he divided the reports into five levels based on color.

Green, blue, yellow, orange, and red, with green being the lightest and red the heaviest.

Originally, Luo G thought five levels would be sufficient, but recently he increasingly felt that this classification was not rigorous enough.

Take the yellow level reports for instance.

Within this level, some matters genuinely required his personal review, while others were not that important and could easily be handled by the two secretaries.

In essence, the classification of these five levels was not rigorous enough.

and some reports with subtle distinctions have been categorized into this middle level.

Thus, Luog thought to himself that he would later use Arabic numerals to classify the importance of documents in a 10 levels with level one being the most important and level 10 being the least important.

As for what degree of matters corresponded to which level, Lu G would have to delineate that in detail later.

Additionally, he needed to think carefully about what levels of documents the city lords and his secretaries could handle.

Besides that, after this incident, Luog became even more aware that he needed to take better care of his health.

Since arriving in this other world, perhaps because of the increased battles, his body had become stronger and he had hardly been ill.

It was precisely this that made him complacent.

And this time, nearly exhausting himself to the point of illness served as a warning bell for him.

Although, as the emperor, he had a pile of tasks waiting for him every day.

If he really got to work, he estimated he would have to work every day of the year without rest.

But he wasn't a machine.

He hadn't paid much attention before.

But this time, he was determined to set a fixed day off for himself.

Not just for him, but also for the city lords and city defense generals under him.

They all needed to properly arrange their days off.

In a year with 12 months, excluding some holidays he established, working half a month and resting one day didn't seem excessive, right? However, what Lu Gi didn't know was that during the Western Han dynasty of his celestial empire, there was already a system of resting every 5 days.

And by the Tang Dynasty, it had changed to resting every 10 days.

To put it bluntly, this meant the difference between working 4 days and 5 and working 9 days and 10 compared to the systems of these two dynasties.

His plan of working half a month to rest one day was indeed much more diligent.

However, just as Luog was pondering this with a soft bang, the raft suddenly shook as if it had collided with something, causing the fishing rod next to him to sway.

Before he could lift his eyes to see, a warm yet slightly flustered voice reached Lu G's ears.

I apologize for disturbing you, brother, as this is my first time operating this raft.

Hearing this voice, Lu G instinctively sat up and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

And suddenly, a flustered young man in a white robe holding a long pole appeared in his line of sight.

Chapter 319.

Jang Taigong Fishing.

Willing ones hooked.

I apologize for disturbing you, my brother.

On my first attempt at this wooden raft, brother.

Upon hearing this address, Lu G couldn't help but smile slightly, instinctively sizing up the young man and the white robe.

Although this white-clad gentleman appeared quite flustered by the wooden raft beneath his feet and the long pole in his hand, he exuded a certain demeanor that set him apart from most people of this era.

If one had to say, he resembled the scholar.