I didn't sleep well all night, and I had to get up early the next day to go to the court.

When Gao Zixin got up, it was not yet dawn, and he had two big panda eyes, and he almost scared the eunuch and palace maid who was in charge of serving to death.

The masters in the palace are all golden, especially Gao Zixin is still the emperor, and his dragon body is even more golden. But when there is a half-point difference, the first person to be questioned is the person who serves around him.

If the wind and rain are going on today, even if many people think that Gao Zixin, the emperor, will not be the emperor for long, the servants in the palace sincerely hope that he can stay in this position safely.

Especially the ones who are serving around him, I hope that he can get better.

Once the dynasty changes, these people in the palace don't know how many of them can survive in the power dumping and purge, and those of them who have served Gao Zixin too much will definitely die and have no way out.

The people who can survive in the palace are all human spirits, and these people understand when they serve Gao Zixin that only if Gao Zixin is good, they can have a good life.

So as soon as they saw the two huge black circles on Gao Zixin's face, these people were so frightened that they knelt down, and the big eunuch beside Gao Zixin was even more tearful and said, "Please take care of the dragon body!" ”

Gao Zixin secretly looked at his glasses, and saw that two dark circles were reflected in them, his face suddenly became colder, but the words he said were faint: "Let's be even." ”

He is not very old now, and his handsome face still has baby fat, which looks a little more cute and a little less majestic.

In order to make himself look majestic, Gao Zixin had to keep a cold face every day, so as not to be unable to suppress the courtiers below.

After washing up and changing into a dragon robe, Gao Zixin simply used some breakfast, and then sat on his shoulder and went to the court.

Sitting on the cold golden dragon chair, Gao Zixin looked at the courtiers below expressionlessly, listening to the courtiers' invitations, his heart was irritable.

The new emperor ascended the throne and deserved a general amnesty. If the guilty are appropriately commuted, they should also reduce or reduce taxes to show the benevolence of the Son of Heaven.

It's a pity that Gao Zixin is not a fool, he can guess even if he thinks with his toes, even if such an edict is promulgated, it will be a problem to implement it locally.

Today's Daliang is like an old man with Shen Ke, covered with abscesses, and can only survive.

He can grant amnesty to the world, but he can't stop the magistrates from leviing and extorting money from the people, wantonly increasing taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and depriving the people of fat and cream. However, in the end, he had to bear the infamy.

The more Gao Zixin thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became, and his face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water.

At this moment, Chen Qi, the secretary of the Ministry of War, was playing and asked him for 200,000 stone of grain for military expenses.

Gao Zixin skillfully threw the ball to the household: "Fang Shangshu, did you hear what Chen Shangshu said just now?" ”

As soon as the head of the household department was out of the ranks, he knelt down, and an old face wrinkled directly into a bitter melon: "Your Majesty, the old minister heard it, but the household department has no food at all now!" ”

Yes, there is no food in the household, and Gao Zixin knew about it not long after taking over this mess. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so impatient with the magical but weird goldfingers in 001's mouth.

There are a lot of treasures hidden in the inner library left by his dead emperor Lao Tzu, but those things can't be eaten, and they can't be taken out for food, Gao Zixin is almost sad to death!

What worries him even more is that if he can't come up with military funds, those who serve as soldiers may have to rebel, but if they don't rebel, what kind of war can they fight when they are hungry?

After the early dynasty, Gao Zixin looked at his three auxiliary ministers with a helpless face, wanting them to get a good idea for themselves, who knows, the three of them actually unanimously asked him to find the national teacher!

Gao Zixin couldn't help but wonder if they were crazy, what use could they be if they were just a magic stick?