Emperor Zhengde slowly sat down.

The entire Jinluan Hall was once again dead silent.

Everyone knows that the great court meeting after this ceremony has officially come to an end.

But, is this really the end?

No.

This is just another beginning of this drought.

"Xu Yi."

A voice full of majesty spat out from the mouth of Emperor Zhengde.

"The minister is here!"

Xu Yi had no choice but to bow again, God knows how many salutes he had done today.

How much I hate the cumbersome etiquette of the Great Zhou Dynasty in my heart.

"From now on, you will be allowed to take up the post of Jing Zhaoyin."

"The Consul General is concerned about the specific matters of disaster relief."

Emperor Zhengde made a final decision, and at this point, there was no possibility of turning the incident around.

"Command!"

Xu Yi responded loudly, and thus became the fourth official position in Zhengde's 29 years to serve as Jing Zhaoyin.

"Tobe Shangshu!"

"The Book of the Criminal Department!"

"Ministry of Works!"

Emperor Zhengde's majestic voice sounded again, but this time the target was the three Shangshu.

"The minister is here!"

"The minister is here!"

"The minister is here!"

Hearing this, Tian Yichu and the three of them quickly walked out of the queue and saluted respectfully.

"The household department and the criminal department each dispatched 100 people for disaster relief, and they were fully under the orders of the sixth prince Xu Yi!"

"Among the 100 people, there should be one outsider and two directors."

The staff is from the fifth rank of the official position, and the director is the sixth grade of the official position.

It seems that the official position is not high, but don't forget that the yamen they work in is six.

It can be seen from this that Emperor Zhengde attaches great importance to disaster relief.

"The Ministry of Industry dispatched 500 people, and during the disaster relief period, they were fully under the orders of the sixth prince, Xu Yi!"

"Among the five hundred people transferred, there should be one Langzhong, five outsiders, and ten directors."

"Command!"

The Ministry of Industry Shangshu didn't say a word, and directly bent down to receive the order.

Of the entire six departments, only the Ministry of Engineering has the largest number of people.

Mo said that it was the transfer of 500 people, even if it was the transfer of 1,000 people, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Labor would not hesitate at all.

It is true that there are too many personnel in the Ministry of Industry, and it is winter, and most of the officials of the Ministry of Industry are idle.

Rather than leaving them to do nothing in the Ministry of Works every day, it is better to drive them all out for disaster relief.

If disaster relief is powerful. The Ministry of Industry can still make one or two credits.

"Yushitai Left Squire Chang Shuirong!"

When the three Shangshu returned to the team.

Emperor Zhengde's gaze once again looked at Chang Shuirong, the left attendant of the Yushitai who was pale.

"Minister...... Minister! ”

Chang Shuirong, who originally thought that he had lost the bet, became active again.

The originally pale complexion also turned rosy in an instant.

"Grant you the position of Inspector!"

"Participate in the whole disaster relief project!"

Emperor Zhengde looked ahead and said slowly.

The post of supervisor did not have real power in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He also can't point fingers at Xu Yi's disaster relief.

But he has the duty of supervision, and he has the privilege of directly reaching the heavens.

Emperor Zhengde established Chang Shui Rong as the supervising envoy, and there may not be no warning in it.

"Minister..... Commandment! ”

Compared with the six books, Chang Shuirong is much more spineless.

Hearing this, I don't know if I was excited for a while, or if I intended to please him, so I bowed directly to Emperor Zhengde.

"Retreat!"

Emperor Zhengde ignored Chang Shuirong's flattery, and slowly got up and announced his retreat from the dynasty.

After a tiring day, Emperor Zhengde was really tired.

"Retreat!"

"Smack!"

Zhan Zhu, the great eunuch at the bottom right of the dragon chair, repeated loudly when he heard this, and then waved the long whip in his hand heavily.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

When the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty heard this, they all bent down and saluted.

In the midst of a chorus of shouts of long live, Emperor Zhengde slowly walked out of the Jinluan Hall from the front.

Behind him, the crown prince Xu Yong followed silently.

Before leaving the Jinluan Palace, Xu Yong quietly glanced back at Xu Yi below.

In his eyes, a trace of indescribable color flashed.

A moment later.

The civil and military officials in the Jinluan Palace slowly withdrew from the Jinluan Hall according to the size of their official positions.

Stay away from the queen of the Golden Luan Palace.

The originally neat queue dispersed in an instant.

Small groups were formed, one after another.

Only Xu Yi is still alone.

And those small groups, from time to time, will sneak a glance at Xu Yi with strange eyes,

"Yi'er."

Xu Zhen, the king of Jin, walked towards Xu Yi without slowing down.

"Second uncle."

Xu Yi stepped forward quickly and supported Xu Zhen.

"Disaster Relief...... Forget it, let's talk about it in the carriage. ”

Xu Zhen opened his mouth, and just wanted to say something, but before the words could be spoken, he realized that this place was not a place to talk.

Quickly stopped talking.

"Hmm."

Xu Yi nodded, and slowly walked down the steps with Xu Zhen in his arms.

For others, this festival may be the end of this year's disaster relief.

With Xu Yi as a scapegoat, many officials will be able to have a good year this year.

It could even be an unusually bountiful fat year.

But for Xu Yi, the end of this court meeting was only the first step for him to walk out of the Youning Temple of Zongzheng Temple.

If you want to really get out of the Youning Temple of Zongzheng Temple, it depends on how well the disaster relief is done.

As for those large and small families, even if they don't have the power of life and death, Xu Yi will still not have the slightest mercy.

With your own life at stake, why talk about being soft-hearted?

Just as the two were getting farther and farther apart.

No one noticed.

Behind the two of them, there was a cold gaze, always watching the footsteps of the two slowly leaving.

And the master of that gaze is the general of the soldiers and horses of the dynasty, the uncle of the prince - Li Guangli.

A moment later.

Outside the Imperial City.

Xu Yi helped Xu Zhen and slowly got into the carriage.

Just as Xu Yi was about to enter the carriage, a person suddenly ran behind him.

"Six princes and slow!"

Chang Shuirong, the left attendant of the Yushitai, was sweating profusely, and walked towards Xu Yi with his footsteps.

It was as if with every step of the way, the place where the rod had been extended would ache sharply.

"What's the matter?"

Xu Yi turned his head to look at Chang Shuirong, who was in pain and covered with cold sweat.

For this person, Xu Yi has never had a good impression of him.

"Dare to ask when the six princes will take office."

"The people of Guanzhong are dying all the time, and I ask the six princes not to delay disaster relief."

Chang Shuirong paused, gasped for breath a few times, and then slowly spoke.

Xu Yi glanced at Chang Shuirong coldly.

Then he stepped into the carriage.

"Six princes, you! Xia Guan is also the capital inspector of this disaster relief! ”

"I also ask the six princes to give the lower officials the dignity they deserve."

Seeing that Xu Yili ignored him, he went directly into the carriage.

Chang Shuirong's face instantly became difficult to look at, others were afraid of offending the prince and offending the powerful, but he was not afraid.

After all, this is a man who aspires to be a lonely minister.

"When will you be on duty?"

Xu Yi lifted the curtain from the carriage and looked at Chang Shuirong coldly.

"I really don't know how Chang Shilang did his job as a waiter."

Xu Yi's cold ridicule made Chang Shuirong's face even more difficult to look at.