Prison Country?

Zhu Xiongying was stunned, what a joke!

This kind of tiring work, whoever likes to do it.

Back then, in order to recycle power, Lao Zhu deliberately gave Hu Weiyong a trap and abolished the prime minister system that had been inherited for thousands of years.

Lao Zhu cut wheat in the field when he was a child, and when he grew up, he cut people on the battlefield, endured hardships and stood hard work, his body was great, and his energy was unlimited.

But not everyone is Lao Zhu.

Zhu Xiongying even suspected for a while that Zhu Biao's body was tired of helping old Zhu Pi fold.

Besides, I have to be busy cultivating immortals every day, so how can I get that idle time.

After the eunuch finished reading the decree, he hurriedly bowed down to help Zhu Xiongying and congratulated him with a smile.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness Taisun for taking the post of superintendent of the country."

No matter which dynasty or generation, if he can become a prisoner in the Taiping period, it will be a good thing worth setting up a three-day flowing water banquet.

For example, the second child of Zhu Di's family in the original historical trajectory dreamed of being addicted to prison.

"Congratulations."

Zhu Xiongying glanced at the eunuch who announced the decree, the eunuch's heart trembled, and he hurriedly put away his smile, and he was also wondering in his heart, what kind of way did His Royal Highness the imperial grandson go, and he was not happy to be a prisoner.

"It's all gone, go back to sleep."

Zhu Xiongying glanced at the concubine who was kneeling on the ground behind him, frowning and about to leave, he had stayed up all night cultivating immortals, and he would be sleepy.

"Your Highness, Your Highness."

Seeing this, the eunuch hurriedly caught up.

"The courtiers are waiting for His Highness to deal with the government ...... in the Wenhua Palace"

Before the old eunuch finished speaking, a pair of panda eyes had already glared at him fiercely.

Going to court? Get on the hammer!

Jiajing's kid's deeds fully show that the last dynasty is useless.

and the migrant worker career in his previous life told Zhu Xiongying that there has always been something to do in meetings, and it has always been okay to have meetings when there is nothing to do.

"Let them disperse, and hand over the notebook if they have something."

"Wen Yun, Wen Yu, you go back to the room with the orphan."

Among the concubines, the two gentle-looking twins, smiling sweetly, dragged Zhu Xiongying away in the envious eyes of the other concubines, leaving only the old eunuch who announced the decree in the cold wind in the early morning.

………………

Mandarin Palace.

Hundreds of officials and civil and military officers were lined up in the hall, and the expressions on everyone's faces looked very serious, but in fact, if you look closely, they are all thieves.

The edict of the emperor's grandson Jianguo had been read out in the palace a quarter of an hour ago, and it was announced to the world at the same time.

The most excited is Lan Yu and the Huaixi generals behind him, after all, in terms of kinship, Lan Yu is Zhu Xiongying's uncle and grandfather.

The ugly faces are those civil servants who are worried about the country and the people.

In their opinion, although Lao Zhu has an explosive personality and a big temper, he always does things, but His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson has done nothing except cultivating immortals for more than ten years.

How does this preside over the government?

What if it's a mess?

At this moment, the old eunuch who went to the Emperor's Mansion to announce the decree also entered the palace step by step, and suddenly the eyes of the civil and military officials were focused on him, and the scalp of the old eunuch was numb.

"What about His Royal Highness?"

The official Shangshu Ru Yu hurriedly spoke.

Lao Zhu abolished the prime minister system, and now there is no such thing as the head of the cabinet, and the head of the hundred officials is naturally the official who is known as the heavenly official.

The old eunuch smiled dryly, then walked quickly to the hundred officials, turned around and coughed, and said loudly in a thin voice.

"The emperor's grandson's decree, hundreds of officials retreat from the dynasty, and there is something to be done in the emperor's grandson's mansion."

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of officials were in an uproar.

On the first day, if you are ordered to supervise the country, you will not go to the court, where will the princes of the court be placed, where will the national society be placed, and where will the great tomorrow be placed? !

Every courtier who walked out of the Wenhua Hall was worried about the country and the people.

Every courtier who walked out of the Wenhua Hall had tears in his heart.

Finally, I don't have to carry a coffin to work every day.

However, what should be done still has to be done, the leaders of more than a dozen departments such as the Sixth Ministry, the Five Temples, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate formed a team to go to the Imperial Taisun Mansion, and now the Imperial Taisun supervises the country, and they can't do anything without the Taisun Order.

On the way to Taisun Mansion, everyone's expressions were very happy and relaxed, and they even almost hummed a happy tune.

In their opinion, His Royal Highness the Taisun only knows how to cultivate and seek immortality, and does not understand national politics at all, and it is not up to them to have the final say when they meet and discuss matters.

For the first time since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, these important ministers felt that they were 'in power'.

………………

Imperial Grandson's Mansion.

Zhu Xiongying, who had just slept for an hour, leaned on the sofa chair in the Hall of Eternal Life with dark circles under his eyes, this sofa chair was handmade by him, the outside was made of fine deerskin, and the inside was filled with first-class goose feathers.

He made three such sofa chairs, one for Lao Zhu and Ah Biao.

"Say."

Glancing at the dozen or so old men standing in front of him, Zhu Xiongying was very unhappy.

I stayed up all night cultivating immortals, and finally I was able to sleep, and this group of old men had to make a fuss to see themselves.

Cabinet, cabinet, must get a cabinet.

The country that supervises a hammer affects the cultivation of immortals too much.

"Your Royal Highness, it has not rained in Beijing for three months, and spring plowing is imminent, so I also ask Your Highness to order that water be transported into Beijing from the surrounding areas for spring ploughing."

Among the crowd, a majestic old man walked out, and the household was still up.

Zhu Xiongying frowned.

Transporting water around?

The manpower and material resources spent, as well as the loss in the transportation process, are all astronomical amounts, and this can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

And, is this necessary?

There is an imperial grandson sitting in front of you who can call the wind and rain, and he will carry a fart of water, and look down on my Xiongying Archmage?

"It's going to rain today."

Zhu Xiongying sent away with a word, Yu Xin paused, wanted to say something more, but held back.

"By the way, Lone came to ask you, is there a Xia Yuanji in the household."

Zhu Xiongying thought of Zhu Laosi's sentence 'Xia Yuanji loves me', and was a little curious about this person.

"Back to Your Highness, Xia Yuanji is currently the head of the household department."

"Well, next."

Zhu Xiongying said lightly, and wrote down this matter in his heart.

"Your Highness, the minister has a book to play!"

A skinny middle-aged goatee stood out.

"Who are you?"

Zhu Xiongying glanced at him coldly, this person looked like a malnourished and starving ghost, thinking that although Lao Zhu paid a very low salary to the officials, he was wearing a scarlet robe, so he could still afford to eat, right?

Besides, you have a book, why are you yelling so loudly?

The house is so big, who is afraid that it will not hear?

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly turned red, he was a Taichang Siqing, and he was also a high-ranking official in a scarlet robe with the third grade, and he had also studied in the East Palace for a while, but the imperial grandson didn't know himself.

"The minister is Taichang Siqing Huang Zicheng."

"Oh."

"It's you."

Zhu Xiongying popped up a noun in his mind, Jianwen is three stupid.

According to the original historical trajectory, it was this thing that urged Zhu Yunwen to violently demolish the major feudal kings, and strongly recommended Li Jinglong, the straw bag god of war, to lead the troops to rehabilitate, if he hadn't died under Zhu Laosi's knife in the end, no one would doubt that he was an internal ghost.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zhu Xiongying yawned, too sleepy.

Huang Zicheng saluted respectfully, took a deep breath, and sank this breath into the dantian.

"Your Highness, please!"

The words were closed, the entire Hall of Eternal Life was quiet, and the others were frowning one by one, and the eyes that secretly looked at Huang Zicheng were like seeing a ghost.

Brother, the emperor's grandson is only in charge of the country now, and this old emperor has not ascended to heaven yet!