The three major halls outside the palace of the king of Shu are the carrier hall, the circle hall and the Chongxin hall, which correspond to the Huangji Palace, the Middle Pole Hall and the Jianji Hall of the Beijing Division. In the palace of the king of Shu, the Chongxin Hall is generally used to hold ceremonies of lower specifications, such as the canonization of the princess of Shu, the prince of Shu and so on. When major events were held in the Carrier Palace, the Chongxin Hall was also a temporary lounge and dressing room for the master of the Shu Palace.

In the east pavilion of the Chongxin Palace, Zhu Pingjin was half-squatting on the ground, rubbing his legs and tendons for his wife.

"If you don't come, you're going to suffer, right? Do you think Zheng Anmin has stretched out his hand? Zhu Pingjin asked.

Luo Yuhong suddenly kicked his leg and brought Zhu Pingjin, who was caught off guard, to the ground.

"Did you let Zheng Anmin deliberately make trouble!" Luo Yuhong's anger finally erupted. Her sharp claws pointed directly at Zhu Pingjian's face: "You say, do you believe in your wife or believe in outsiders!" ”

"What else is there to say? The sun is the reddest! My wife is the dearest! ”

Facing his wife's Foshan shadowless feet, Zhu Pingjian's color remained unchanged, he got up as if nothing happened, patted the ash on his buttocks, and sat back next to Luo Yuhong.

"You misunderstood Zheng Anmin, he didn't want to manage money, he wanted to be the prime minister. However, I still agree with some of his views: It is not yet the time for a big fight, and the main task of the army this year is still construction. I was emotionally affected by this, and I was so anxious. And the General Staff and the Director's Department were influenced by me......"

The sun has risen. Brilliant sunlight penetrated obliquely through the latticework patterns of the main hall, pulling out thousands of golden pillars, and projecting colorful highlights on the gold bricks in the hall. Staring at the autumn sun outside the hall, Zhu Pingjin muttered to himself: "My heart is not strong enough, I am afraid that Zhang Xianzhong will come over and bury the two of us in the dirt pit and peel the skin and cramp." I had a deep fear that I had to tense my nerves all the time and do my best......"

"I'm sorry." His wife lay on Zhu Pingjian's shoulder, her eyes red, "My fear is you." I'm afraid you'll change your mind. ”

Zhu Pingjin hugged the dressed beauty into his arms and let her feel her heartbeat.

"In this era, the two of us are a lonely couple, and we will never be separated, this is God's destiny, this is our fate. Unless we fail. ”

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The platforms of the three halls of Chongxin Palace, the Yuan Hall and the Carrier Hall are connected together, and they are overlooked from the air, showing an irregular "Gong" shape. With its huge scale and volume, the three halls are deeply embedded in the rectangular red wall of the Shu Palace, and together with their ancillary buildings, they constitute the main part of the Shu Palace.

Zhu Pingjin and Luo Yuhong held hands and slowly walked towards the carrier hall along the railing on the platform. Qin Yi took the eunuch and the palace maid and hung it from afar. The only piece of advice Li Sixian gave him before he left office was this distance.

“…… Since the State Council is to be established, a Central Military Commission must be set up accordingly. However, the two cannot be completely separated, and there must be an interrelated mechanism to ensure that they do not tear each other down for the sake of their own departmental interests. Isn't today's civil and military force a bit like a ring? I look a bit like that! Luo Yuhong talked about her understanding of the political system and her concerns, "Our enterprises cannot be put under the hands of bureaucrats. They're going to put all their money in their pockets! ”

"Enterprises still have to have competent departments, otherwise in the future, when there are many enterprises, they will come to you to report, ask you to give the policy, let you make a decision, which will exhaust you to death." Zhu Pingjin squeezed his wife's hand, and tried his best to persuade Luo Yuhong in a gentle tone: "Otherwise, let's take out the discussed joint-stock investment company model in advance." The people of Sichuan have become shareholders, and they will always be tied to us in terms of interests. I have prepared someone for you, let him be Zheng Anmin's deputy, in charge of the economy, taxes, enterprises, and finance! As for you, just take care of him, so that you can find time to do something creative, such as fashion shows, cosmetics and women's federations. Women are so tired and age fast! ”

"Hong Qihui? Aren't you going to make him the head of the economic sector? ”

"There is no such thing as pure economy! Our economy naturally has to serve our politics and military. The economic sector is so important that the status of a ministerial-level cadre is too low. Besides, Hong Qihui's qualifications and performance are enough, and he will be promoted to half a level and become a vice premier. Others are middle-aged and unwilling, financially dependent on us, politically reliable and shrewd; He opposes the excessive exploitation of the common people by the gentry and the excessive intervention of the bureaucracy in the economy, advocates the independent operation of enterprises, and has a simple market economy viewpoint. These are the advantages of his economic charge.

Of course, there are some points that he may not be right about. For example, on the issue of land donation, he was too naïve. You let him do things, you watch him from the sidelines. He did something wrong, and you come out and correct it. This way you will be relaxed and things will not be delayed.

This time, I asked him for another purpose, which is to let him improve the experience of Yazhou and promote it to Sichuan! According to Tian Qian's words, tax collection is "a famous instrument for the world." Now that we have a name, it will be much smoother to establish corresponding military organizations in various localities. With military power and financial power, there is nothing left of the government except a skin, and Sichuan will be ours sooner or later! ”

Let Hong Qihui be the deputy, Luo Yuhong has no opinion. It's just that Zheng Anmin will have an opinion there, she is a little worried.

Zhu Pingjin smiled and shook his head: "No." Zheng Anmin doesn't want to reach out, but wants to let go! As soon as the Changshi Division adjusted, it was no different from the left guard, and there were empty shells left. He personally led the reform of the Left Guard, and he still doesn't understand this? He proposed the adjustment of the Long History Division, not only to gain the initiative before I started with the Long History Division, but also to worry that we would have a misunderstanding. In the Ming Dynasty, being a prime minister was the riskiest profession. Zheng Anmin is familiar with the classics of this dynasty, and he is also very smart, which he knows. He was using a large number of problems encountered in practice to euphemistically advise me, telling me not to take too big a step in the use of soldiers, lest I get to the egg! ”

"Nasty! People are still yellow flowers! Zhu Pingjin slapped his wife hard.

In the distance, a group of eunuchs and palace maids who had been newly selected to intern beside Shizi and Miss Luo were hanging from afar. Perhaps because they had too little knowledge, they were all stunned when they saw the prince being slapped on the shoulder and back by Miss Luo.

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The most important task of a meeting is not to brainstorm ideas, but to unify ideas. If the Shu Wangfu wants to unify its thinking, it is natural that Zhu Pingjin and Luo Yuhong first need to unify their thinking, and then generalize it. The two of them took a half-hour break to resolve the internal contradictions, and one of the important consensuses was the use of Hong Qihui, but Hong Qihui, the object of use, was still ignorant.

This is the first time Hong Qihui has entered the Shu Palace, and the first time he has stepped into the majestic Shu Palace.

He had been to Chengdu several times before, but he could only stand outside the red wall, looking at the towering roofs of the palaces, imagining how the people inside lived. The few times I entered the province, except for one time to visit friends and ask teachers, the rest were to participate in the township examination in Sichuan. It's just a pity that after several fiascos, his dream of winning laurels in autumn came to an end, and his heart to govern the country could only be quietly put away and returned to his grange and store in Yazhou.

The imperial examination is not good, maybe he will be like many scholars, and he will live in his hometown for the rest of his life. Who knew that at the beginning of the Yazhou civil unrest, a fire, actually burned out the dialogue between him and the king of Shudi, and since then his fate has changed, overnight, from an old student of the state to the actual power of Yazhou. The ministers of the Zhizhou Kingdom treated him with courtesy in an instant. The squires first ignored him on the face, and hated him in their bones. After Zhang Dahu was imprisoned, these people reappeared in front of him, weeping bitterly and wagging their tails and begging for mercy.

The drastic changes in the trajectory of his life made Hong Qihui fully enlightened, allowing him to realize the complex human nature that he had not realized in his life in the past 30 years!

This time he was transferred to Chengdu, he said goodbye to his parents, wife and children, said hello to his deputy Fu Yuanxiu, and couldn't even wait for the handover with Cao Santai, so he hurried to the palace. The day before yesterday, he sent a letter to the Changshi Division to ask to see the prince, but he only got the dictation and a bunch of materials for today's court meeting. The amount of this pile of information was very large, and he hid in the inn until late at night, and then fell asleep under the repeated reminders of the old servant Humber. Before dawn today, he woke up from his dream, washed his face and changed his clothes, and rode to the door of Duanli. When I arrived at the door, I saw a civil official get out of the sedan chair, which turned out to be Zheng Anmin, the right chief of the palace who had seen in Songlin Mountain. Zheng Anmin was very enthusiastic about him, and led him to the carrier door all the way.

According to the rules of the palace, the carrier door will only open when the prince is about to arrive at the carrier hall. At this time, the officials and other personnel who were ordered to participate in the court meeting entered the side gate of the carrier gate, and then passed through the wide square in front of the carrier hall, and stood in line under the Danbi according to the order of the left and the right, ready to meet. At this time, you can't walk around and talk casually, otherwise the chief historian will be impeached for the crime of faux pas. Hearing the announcement of the eunuch on the platform, he climbed onto the platform from both compartments and entered the hall to salute.

When the carrier door opened in front of Hong Qihui, this Xiucai from Yazhou was instantly stunned. A magnificent palace with heavy eaves and a palace on top of the palace stands on a high platform in front of you, looking down on all living beings in the world from the clouds. The supreme majesty of imperial power was dramatically amplified through the architectural language, and it was shown to the extreme in an instant, so oppressed that Hong Qihui's legs were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground. At this time, his mind was blank, and all that was left was the king, the minister, the father, the son, and the son.

When he stood in front of the hall, Hong Qihui consciously stood at the end of the left column. In front of him, there were several officials dressed in official robes and wearing black veils on their heads. But when Zheng Anmin was on duty at the checkpoint, he called him to the front row and let him line up behind him. Hong Qihui suddenly stood in front of all the court officials except Zheng Anmin, which made him feel very surprised.

Perhaps seeing his restraint, Zheng Anmin just smiled and said the reason gently: The Shu Wangfu Dynasty will stand in line, not according to the presence of officials, nor according to the level of grade, but according to the treatment level determined by the prince. In his appointment document in late May, Hong Qihui was clearly classified as a regimental officer. In other words, he is at the same level as Zheng Anmin, the right chief of the palace. The officials behind Hong Qihui tried Jia Jichang as a positive sixth grade, which was only equivalent to the regular camp level; Wang Bin, who received Hong Qihui at the Changshi Division yesterday, is a minor official of the ninth grade, and can only enjoy the treatment of the rank of the main rank.

Among the civil officials, there is another regiment-level civil official of today's court, which is his teacher Hong Qihui, Cheng Xiangfeng, a person from Yazhou. It's just that Cheng Xiangfeng, as the chief copywriter of the prince's office, will generally be with him so that he can record the will of the prince at any time. There was also a female official from Yazhou named Tan Fang. She is Miss Luo's copywriter and generally follows Miss Luo. Zheng Anmin half-jokingly said to Hong Qihui, Yazhou is an outstanding person, with a prosperous literary style and many talents. It is not easy to make Shizi and Miss Luo make the same choice!