As the sun sets, the green sycamore trees cast a long shadow in Chaohuayuan, reaching the wall.

Under the porch, the four big eunuchs that Emperor Zhaode was accustomed to lined up and guarded the closed palace door.

His Majesty has not spoken for a day.

The short and capable four rats looked at the three cats with round eyes and tender faces, the three cats looked at the two dogs, the tallest and most heroic, and finally the three looked at the leading chicken.

The chicken was motionless, and his heart was already panicking.

He has been by His Majesty's side since he was a prince, and His Majesty is moody and has never hidden his temper.

For so many years, there have only been two times when I have held my temper and not attacked, and those two times are both major events.

This......

A chicken shrunk his neck, thinking deeply, only to feel that an autumn wind blew through the cracks of his bones.

"Water."

Suddenly there was a sound in the hall, and the eunuchs shook for a while, and the two dogs jumped out and brought a silver kettle for boiling water, and then handed it to a chicken.

A chicken looked around, everyone else looked at him, his eyebrows and eyes were bloody, he was outnumbered, and he lightly pushed open the door of the temple with a pot.

The hall was a little depressed, and the young Emperor Zhaode sat on the couch, and a bunch of folds were thrown on the ground.

A chicken came to the couch with a silver kettle and poured water into the teacup.

The best Jianning purple bamboo shoots should be prepared for the emperor to take at any time, they are all brewed in a pot, and then discarded when they are warm.

Smelling the tea, His Majesty raised his eyes.

"Fetch a brazier, it's all burning."

"Yes!"

Yiji hurriedly ordered to go down, and when he turned around, he saw His Majesty put down the teacup.

He hurriedly refilled the water.

"Emperor, the fish here in Xiyuan are fat, and you have always liked the fish made by the three cats, do you want to let him go in a little more?"

The Emperor did not speak, but looked at the folds that had been thrown into the brazier.

A chicken took a step back, even holding back his breath.

After another moment, the great eunuch who moved his feet, and the whole palace trembled, and fell to his knees tremblingly.

"Your Majesty! If you have that anger, sprinkle it on your slaves! The slave is a chicken slave plucking and peeling off the skin of the emperor, you are happy, you must not be angry with yourself! ”

Shen Shiqing saw that the folds he had practiced were burned clean, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a group of people kneeling from the hall to the outside of the hall.

At that moment, she raised her brow slightly.

It turns out that this is what it is like to be an emperor?

Chaohua Garden is only a corner of the West Garden, but because it is next to the elephant garden with elephants, peacocks, tigers and leopards, etc., it is quite loved by Emperor Zhaode, every time he comes to the West Garden, he almost lives here, and therefore, Chaohua Garden is also called "Imperial Elephant Garden".

Compared with the regular end of the imperial city, the courtyard of the West Garden is formed according to the trend of the mountains and rivers, which is exquisite and natural, and can lead directly to Tashan along the stone road.

Several cabinet ministers walked along the way, but they had no intention of admiring the lush greenery and pleasant autumn breeze along the way.

"Count it up, the person who arrested Chen Shouzhang will be able to get to Dengzhou in two days, right?"

Chen Shouzhang, the same governor of Dengzhou, said that the emperor would abolish the horse administration and reduce the garrison, which caused Long Yan to be furious and hurt the dragon body, which caused a lot of trouble in the court, and their cabinet auxiliary ministers were also a little uneasy in their hearts.

The book was sent to the cabinet, and several of them had circulated it, and everyone knew that the reason why they had spent money in the Northwest Jinshan Yinshan over the years was because His Majesty wanted to start a war again.

But the ministers of the DPRK and China do not think so.

At one time, it is necessary to raise soldiers for a thousand days, and every day it costs money, and every day it is necessary to feed hundreds of thousands of troops in the northwest with the people's fat and people's ointment.

Where does the money come from?

Dayong has been fighting with the Northern Barbarians since the founding of the country, winning and losing, when he wins, he just regains some land, and when he loses, he really shakes the country. Since the new emperor ascended the throne, it is of course a good thing to be able to sweep away the weakness of the Northern Barbarian tribes for several generations and regain the prestige of the country, but everything must be measured.

In the eyes of these ministers, it was a good time for the people to recuperate and recuperate, and the money of the household department should be used in other places, such as the water conservancy of the Yellow River and the tidal embankments of Fujian and Zhejiang.

This time Chen Shouzhang's performance was a pathfinder for them, and they also thought that His Majesty would be angry, but they didn't expect to hurt the dragon's body.

I wanted the young majesty on the throne to be embarrassed, but I didn't want him to really bleed.

No one spoke along the way, and when they arrived at Chaohuayuan, they saw the ministers waiting to be seen in front of the door and were not allowed to enter.

Your Majesty is not going to the court, and these officials who have just entered Beijing or are about to leave Beijing can only wait here.

There was silence in front of the palace gate, and several cabinet ministers looked left and right, and found that there was no one left of the eunuch who vaguely remembered his face before, and he couldn't help but be silent when he remembered the turmoil in the inner court two days ago.

Your Majesty's attack this time is menacing, and Chen Shouzhang is only afraid of more evil and less auspicious.

"Minister Li Congyuan."

"Chen Yang Zhai."

"Minister Liu Kangyong."

"The ministers heard that His Majesty's Holy Body was slightly ill, and they came to visit ......"

The three cabinet ministers jointly arrived at the news of Chaohuayuan, chickens, dogs, cats and mice, and several big eunuchs knew as early as when they entered Xiyuan, several people looked at each other, and then looked at Emperor Zhaode, who was reading the book in front of the case, a chicken nodded, and the second dog walked out quietly.

"The celebrant Bingbi Ergou has seen a few pavilion elders, the emperor has been angry all day, and he is only willing to say a few words at this time, what good news is there in the hands of a few pavilion elders?"

Good news? This year's wind and rain are smooth, only in June when the Huaibei area is a little waterlogged, everywhere harvest, the warehouse is full, such good news every day, may not make His Majesty show his face.

What's more, one of the several heavy spirits that His Majesty was born was that the officials opposed His Majesty's cultivation of the West Garden, and then because of the taxes, His Majesty remembered it?

Seeing that several cabinets were silent, Ergou sighed lightly: "Don't hide it from a few cabinet elders, Your Majesty only said less than ten words today, and in a few days, Chen Shouzhang will be escorted to Beijing." ”

The implication is that if they can't let their Majesty dissipate, then they can only let Chen Shouzhang's blood and life pour out the fire for His Majesty.

Everyone looked at Li Congyuan, this person was resourceful and decisive, and he was the crown prince and young master for His Majesty, since the former first assistant Liu Shen was dismissed by Emperor Zhaode and went home, the cabinet was faintly headed by him.

Li Congyuan thought about it, but still shook his head.

The crowd sighed silently.

"Have you ever thought about asking the lady of the palace to accompany you?"

Ergou smiled bitterly: "We have discussed it a few times a long time ago, but no one dares to open this mouth with the emperor...... The emperor's injury is still hidden from the harem. ”

After a while, the three cats also came out with stacks of folds.

"These are all excerpts that the emperor has personally approved."

The three cats put the word "personally" very seriously.

Looking at the two stacks of two-foot-high folds, several auxiliary ministers were quite shocked.

How can Your Majesty be so diligent if you haven't seen you for a day?

Could it be that the reason why His Majesty is silent is that he has poured out all the fire in his heart in these twists and turns?

Several cabinet ministers saw it, but they didn't dare to pick it up.

This, this, and these twists and turns, how many "kills" of the imperial pen Zhu Pi are hidden?

——

In the hall, Shen Shiqing, who was wearing the skin of Emperor Zhaode, finally put down his pen.

Throughout the day, she watched countless twists and turns, both new and old, one was familiar with the courtiers and current affairs, and the other was to imitate Emperor Zhaode's Zhu Pi to learn his tone of action.

Emperor Zhaode acted indulgently, and his performances to the ministers were also extremely casual, most of them were just circles, and occasionally a few books wrote important things, and his Zhu criticism was also very ...... Informal.

After watching a few red "roll", Shen Shiqing could only say to herself that she had learned a few essences.

Glancing at the memora he had just finished, Shen Shiqing sighed lightly in his heart.

Fortunately, the world is still peaceful now, and she has temporarily become a Taiping Emperor in this body, and she is still an arrogant and untamed Taiping Emperor.

The matter of soul transfer was shocking, and when she woke up in the morning, she was startled by the strange curtain in front of her, and when she found that she had turned into a tall man, she felt that she had a strange dream. Fortunately, the seven years in Anningbo's Mansion have polished her temperament to be calm and peaceful, and even if she is panicked, she does not scream out of shape.

When she heard a slight noise outside, she closed her eyes in the tent and pretended to be asleep, listening to a few people pinching their throats and whispering, and she realized that she had become an emperor, or an emperor who was in a rage.

So, she took advantage of this, pretending that her anger had not subsided for a long time.

When she was alone, she copied the emperor's handwriting while thinking about how to live.

The big eunuch beside the emperor takes care of the emperor's daily life every day, and she must know everything about the trivial things around the emperor, she is afraid that she will have a business trip, so she doesn't even dare to speak.

She is the only daughter in the family, her father, who has studied the past and the present, hates to teach his daughter all his skills, and when she is not married, Shen Shiqing can also rely on understanding the movements of the DPRK and China, fortunately, although she has been imprisoned for seven years, she will not be unable to understand the twists and turns.

With the ability to understand the folds and imitate the handwriting of others, Shen Shiqing's heart settled down and began to think about other things.

In the first step, she dared to let the eunuchs come in and serve, and when she saw the trembling faces of these eunuchs, she suddenly realized that perhaps it was much easier to play the role of an emperor than she had imagined.

Because she is an "emperor".

She is the emperor, so she doesn't need to look at other people's faces, others have to look at her joy and anger.

She was silent, because others were going to tremble.

If she has a little words, others have to laugh and flatter.

She's the Emperor, so she doesn't have to worry too much about how she behaves differently than she did "before".

"As long as I act casually and don't act like a woman, even if it's different from before, who dares to question whether Your Majesty is not Your Majesty today?" Glancing at the word "roll" on Zhu Pi and Emperor Zhaode, Shen Shiqing asked himself in his heart.

Of course, the eunuchs in this palace did not dare.

As for the outside of the palace...... Shen Shiqing was planning to give it a try.

"Who's waiting outside?"

Hearing His Majesty's sudden words, a chicken waiting next to him hurriedly said:

"Several cabinet scholars once wanted to visit the emperor, but they didn't leave until two o'clock in the middle of the year, and now there is only Yao Qian, who is supervising the imperial history."

As he spoke, Ichiji carefully looked at His Majesty's face.

Yao Qian, the superintendent of the imperial history, was the official who took the lead in opposing His Majesty's renovation of the West Garden.

Shen Shiqing didn't speak.

The palace was quiet again.

A chicken doesn't know what His Majesty means, is this to see? Or is it missing?

After a few breaths, he heard His Majesty say in a faint tone, "Are you going to wait for him?" ”

The three cats standing outside immediately went to pass Yao in.

There are only seven grades of the post of supervising the imperial history, and in terms of grade alone, Yanjing, which is full of powerful people, is a small official who can smash two with a brick, but from the emperor to the hundred officials, they can all supervise and admonish.

The first emperor was extremely lenient to these officials during his reign, and he did not repair the palace or add miscellaneous taxes during his thirteen years of reign, which also made the seven-grade officials condense into a force to be reckoned with in the court.

It's a pity that the first prince who took over the throne was not the first prince who was also good at admonishment, but Emperor Zhaode, and his attitude towards supervising the imperial history has always been "You say yours, I make my own." ”

It has been five years since Yao Qian was transferred from the Hanlin Academy to the Imperial History Inspectorate, and for the past five years, he has taken it as his duty to admonish His Majesty every day, and today, he is also here for this matter.

Entering Chaohua Garden, when he was bypassing a few sycamores, while no one was paying attention, the three-cat eunuch glanced at him and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty has injuries on your body, don't be angry, Yao Yushi, as a courtier, thinks he knows better than our family how to let His Majesty take care of the dragon's body."

Yao Qian, who had never looked down on these eunuchs, snorted and was noncommittal.

"The Imperial History Supervisor Yao Qian asks for play, Your Majesty, as the king of a country, should take care of the dragon's body......"

The chicken who was standing aside to adjust the cinnabar listened to it coldly.

This Yao Yushi! The emperor has been so angry, why can't he say two nice words?!

Chaohuayuan did not have a high throne, only set up a wide bookcase in front of several rows of Duobao Pavilion, compared to the dazzling array of glass toys on the Duobao Pavilion, the large amphora decorated with Persian script, and the swords, swords, long whips, bows and crossbows hanging on the wall, but the stacked high folding on the case seemed a little out of place.

After Yao Qian finished talking about what he was going to say, he just waited for His Majesty to lose his temper at him again as before.

Your Majesty's anger is also a symbol of the unyielding might of these officials.

But he waited for a long time, and the hall was as quiet as ever.

After approving another book, the young emperor opened a new one, looked at it, and drew a big cross directly on it with a cinnabar pen.

The fold was casually tossed aside by His Majesty.

Yao Qian couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Your Majesty, why are you still not angry?

He wanted to ask, but he didn't dare.

The sound of water leaking outside the window came in, and Yao Qian's heart moved, only to realize that his back was soaked with sweat.

Silence and silence are both invisible, but the more invisible, the more pervasive.

Standing still, Yao Qian raised his head slightly to look at His Majesty.

Today's Your Majesty seems to be different from usual.

Yao Qian couldn't tell what was different about him.

In the hearts of these people, as the lord of Dayong, His Majesty should follow the example of the first emperor to open up his words, be diligent and prudent, and love the people simply, but His Majesty is so extravagant and fun, just like a tree that has grown crooked, these officials said in private, everyone felt that they should let His Majesty go on the right path, and they were quite disrespectful to His Majesty.

That's privately.

Even if they scolded His Majesty as an unsuccessful son when they wrote the recital, His Majesty would still be His Majesty.

Life and death are all under control.

There is a faint fragrance lingering in the palace room, the big eunuch is solemnly arranging the folds and grinding cinnabar, the palace people coming and going are quiet and silent, and the water leak outside the window occasionally makes a sound, but it hits people's hearts all at once.

The person in front of him who was reviewing the recital was the current saint and the lord of the world.

In an instant, Yao Qian's heart was empty.

He still held in his hand to criticize the emperor for not knowing how to cherish himself, but he felt that the words he thought were sonorous had become frivolous and rude.

Water droplets ding-dong.

The grinding sound is soft.

In the suffocating silence, he became more and more empty.

He prides himself on being iron-clad, and the autumn wind blowing in from the outside seems to be able to take anything away from his body at this time.

"Yao Yushi, Your Majesty is going to rest, you should also leave the palace."

"Yes!" Maybe half a lifetime has passed, this sudden pardon made Yao Qian so excited that he hurriedly saluted, didn't even dare to raise his head, let alone mention his own recitals and exhortations, and withdrew from Chaohuayuan in a panic.

In the light behind him, the young "Emperor Zhaode" raised his head and glanced at his back.

Sure enough, an emperor who doesn't do anything is enough to be feared.

"Your Majesty" raised his pen and wrote on the blank paper the word "Li" with a strong pen.

Shen Shiqing, who is twenty years old, was originally a useless woman who was about to leave the hall in Ning Anbo's mansion, but on the first day when she suddenly became Emperor Zhaode Zhao Surui, she had some experience

- Emperor, that is, the principle of heaven.