On weekdays, most of the government affairs are undertaken by Fu Xiji, and Xiong Yan only needs to pass the big things in a flash, and he doesn't need to carefully review the folds, which is very easy.

However, Fu Xi was getting old, his health gradually failed, and after he was tired, he fell ill twice in three days. In the past, Fu Xiji gritted his teeth and insisted on ensuring the smooth flow of government affairs, even if he was sick, he tried his best to review Xiong Yan's performance. However, this time, Fu Xiji couldn't hold it anymore and recuperated, so all the twists and turns were sent to Xiong Yan.

This time, it is hard for His Majesty the Emperor, who is pampered and does not understand government affairs.

The accumulated twists and turns in the past few days have been hundreds or thousands, converging the affairs of the whole country, from offensive and defensive attacks to small local states and counties to open up fields and reclaim soil.

However, Xiong Yan also knew that the old prime minister was not there, and these government affairs could not be faked by others, so he took the plunge and approved a small half day in the imperial study, during which refreshments, delicacies, beauties and wines were called into the imperial study every once in a while to comfort the emperor's hard work.

Xiong Yan barely lasted until noon, and seeing the stacks of folds, he suddenly felt that the day of getting rid of the sea of suffering was far away, and he was crying bitterly. When he was in a hurry in the imperial study, he suddenly heard a sound outside, and his curiosity rose, and he inquired about cleaning the library. Xiong Yan didn't like poetry and books, and stayed away from the library pavilion, feeling bored, and then paced in the room, crying bitterly and sorrowfully, until Wang De, who was waiting on the side, looked helpless, and had the heart to persuade him, but he didn't know what to persuade.

After a while, a new twist and turn came in.

Xiong Yan was so frightened that he was about to break his guts, and after calling the sky and grabbing the earth, he was anxious: "The previous excerpt was approved by Fu Xi, not by me, and I will find another Fu Xi." As soon as the thought came out, I suddenly saw the bright road ahead, and thought about who to choose and entrust with the important task.

Xiong Yan is not a good emperor, he is not stupid, but his mind is not in government affairs, as long as he puts his mind on other things, his brain is not slower than that of the ministers.

He thought that the excerpt was played by the courtiers, and it must not be handed over to the courtiers for approval, which was tantamount to giving it away for nothing. If you do this, won't you be scolded to death by your ministers? After rolling his eyes a few times, Xiong Yan decided to find someone from the harem.

In the palace, the emperor is the most powerful person, his words are the golden rule, who dares to disobey, who dares to say a word more, and the most obedient is the woman in the harem.

It's just that it's hard to choose who to do it.

Among the harem concubines, there are not many who are literate and literate. The stakes are very high, and you can't find a low-grade beauty or a talented person, you must choose among the people in the concubine position and above to be safe, and the secret can be kept from being revealed.

Xiong Yan made up his mind and crossed his fingers to decide on the candidate, which was really thoughtful and thoughtful.

He thought that the concubine Sun Hongxiang couldn't read big characters, so she would definitely not be able to get her share; Concubine Li Shiyu is a sick man, she can't get out of the palace if she doesn't move, and if she sends some more work, wouldn't she have to send it with the coffin, and it won't work; Concubine Xian is good at practicing boxing and sword, although she is literate, she definitely can't write well, and it's not good.

Thinking about it, there are only two people who are suitable, one is Queen Wang Ruiyao, and the other is Concubine Han Rongjia.

Wang Ruiyao is the daughter of Taifu, and Han Rongjia is the daughter of Shangshu, both of whom were born in scholarly families. Back then, if it weren't for Wang Ruiyao's talent and appearance, which were a cut above Han Rongjia, then the position of queen might still be Han Rongjia's.

Xiong Yan has listened to Wang Ruiyao's good words these days, and he has already changed his opinion of the queen. He compared the two daughters in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the good-looking queen was more suitable than Han Rongjia. Thinking of the beauty of the queen who was drunk and dizzy the day before yesterday, she couldn't help but feel a wave in her heart, and immediately asked the queen to do this, and quickly ordered Wang De to summon someone over.

Wu Yunzhao sneered in his heart: "Now that I know that I am a good queen, why didn't I even look at it before, there is really something Zhong Wuyan, nothing to do in the summer and spring!" But he swallowed and said: "Your Majesty, this, this is not good, there are so many people in the palace, how can no one know, besides, where do the concubines and concubines know how to deal with government affairs, how to approve, the concubines will not." What she meant was that if the concubine would, the concubine would help.

Xiong Yan was really smart at this time, and immediately heard the queen's "deep meaning" and said, "Don't worry about this. As he spoke, a pair of hands rummaged around on the desk.

Wang De shook his head secretly, he couldn't stand it, stepped forward to help, pulled out a few folds that Fu Xiji had approved, and handed them to Wu Yunzhao.

Xiong Yan said: "It's not difficult to approve the folds, you can see these things, you don't have to think about trivial things, they are all used by ministers to make up words, if there are major things that can't be decided for me to keep, I will teach you personally." ”

Wu Yunzhao said in his heart: "Keep it for you?" In front of Xiong Yan, he hesitated to open the note, glanced at it a few times, and said: "Your Majesty, can you give the concubine a few ink treasures, so that the concubine can copy it, so as not to be seen by the ministers that the handwriting is inappropriate, and then play it to embarrass Your Majesty." ”