Chapter 36: The Early Dynasty

Some of the people in the hall whispered, some closed their eyes like Zheng Xiong, and a few fell asleep, snoring and snoring.

Between falling asleep and not sleeping, five o'clock arrived, the noon door opened, hundreds of officials entered the court, Zheng Xiong was also awakened, and went to Fengtian Hall with the crowd.

The first time I came was to pay New Year's greetings to the emperor, a large area of Wuyang, there were thousands of people, Zheng Xiong mixed up with the turbidity of the waves to eat and drink. There weren't many people in the second imperial examination, and they watched from the corner, which was similar to what I remembered.

These two times didn't leave Zheng Xiong with much feeling, this time it was different, there were not many people who participated in the court meeting, but there were hundreds of people.

Li Shanchang's six departments, plus Liu Bowen's Metropolitan Procuratorate, plus five temples, plus other departments, there are three or four hundred people above the seventh grade, which is still not in a state of dissatisfaction.

As if he had overlooked something, Zheng Xiong had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, after arriving at the Fengtian Palace, they lined up directly according to the grade, and the six grades were not used, and they were directly lined up in the square, and Wu Wu and Li Si didn't know which corner the cat was.

Well, before the plan to make trouble began, it was stillborn. To find fault, official positions are not enough.

The weather in March, the day is fine, warm, the early morning is the most uncomfortable, the cold in the south is wet and cold, the kind that penetrates into the bone marrow, the faint mist rises, and Zheng Xiong, who sleeps until he wakes up naturally, has blue lips.

Others are okay, they should be used to it, and they are not as empty as Zheng Xiong.

There were a few occasional quarrels in the main hall, and they quickly disappeared, and Zheng Xiong could only hear a sound here.

Zheng Xiong, who had stood outside the hall for two hours, was almost frozen all over, and it was not until the rising sun that he eased up a little, and Zheng Xiong did not dare to move, and the picket etiquette image was watching from the side.

Don't be in a hurry, observe for two days first, and hold a steady hand, the crime of losing honor in front of the emperor can be big or small, and it depends on Lao Zhu's meaning.

Zheng Xiong, who came to life, quietly observed the situation, and the people queuing outside the hall had already begun to enter the main hall to report their work, and after thinking about it, it would take about an hour or two to get to him.

The time is faster than he expected, big and small things, the heads of the six departments, and the heads of various departments have already finished reporting, and the meaning of calling them to the court is to let them check and fill in the gaps, listen to the opinions of the people below, and not be deceived by the chief officials.

If you have any questions, report them, most of them are words that are not nutritious, and Lao Zhu San will send them away in two sentences.

In less than an hour, it was Zheng Xiong's turn, dressed up, and walked to the palace.

The civil and military officials were lined up on both sides, Xu was all coming from the sea of corpses and blood, the momentum was a little intimidating, and it was not obvious for one or two people alone, but under the gaze of a group of people, that breathtaking feeling came to the face.

Zheng Xiong, who wanted to die, instantly softened, barely calmed down, and saluted Lao Zhu.

"See Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live long live."

Without a second or two, the air seemed to be frozen, and this damn sense of oppression made Zheng Xiong's heart almost stop when he was looking down at his shoes, and the real seconds were like years.

Fortunately, Lao Zhu still spoke, and said with a little doubt.

"Where's your play?"

As soon as the words came out, Zheng Xiong was a little confused, the first two times were too smooth, and he went back to bed early yesterday, and forgot about this stubble, but his pseudo-eight-core brain processor was still a little anxious.

"Your Majesty, with the help of Lord Fu Yin, everything is fine, and with the support of His Majesty's Tai Hospital, it is now on the right track. It's just that Weichen got a printing house, and Fuyin and Tai Hospital only produced materials, and Weichen couldn't support the printing at a loss. ”

Let's boast first, I am making a small report, as long as the problems in the system do not involve red lines, they are all minor problems, not to mention that Lao Zhu is still a poor ghost.

Anyway, I said the problem, it doesn't matter if it can be solved or not, the main thing is that the two families are sulking.

Sure enough, Lao Zhu was stunned when he heard it, I will solve it for you, what should they do with me.

"I know, you can just get your pharmacy and get some printing. Alcohol didn't make a lot of money in the military, so let's lose a little bit of this loss, and there is nothing else. ”

Sure enough, when it comes to money, they all have the same face, Lao Zhu is not only a poor ghost, but also an old picker, but also a farmer who is not so sensitive to the economy, with a small peasant mentality.

"Wechen has no other problems."

"Then you stand down, and pass on the next one in."

"Weichen retires, Your Majesty is safe."

Back in the square, as soon as the sun came out, I was comfortable, and I was not so cold when I stood up.

The first time I went to the court, I felt okay, but the main hall's eyes were too murderous and uncomfortable, and it was definitely not cowardly.

It's just that it's hard to find fault, and there is no stage for yourself to object.

Zheng Xiong took the time to take a look at the officials who went to the main hall, and saw that the costumes were seven grades, and it was fast, and there were not many eight or nine grades, and Wu Wei and Li Si came to see them, of course, it was not all about seeing it, and it was also possible to come to thank them, after all, it changed their lives.

The people in the pharmacy also remembered Zheng Xiong, but unfortunately Zheng Xiong didn't give him a chance, Zheng Xiong was in a bad mood during this time, and he didn't have a good face, otherwise the big health care dragon would have been arranged for Zheng Xiong.

The two of them still have to wait, and the seven-rank official doesn't look like anything, but the scorer, this group of people is full of combat power.

I saw one go in, but I didn't see anyone come out, and after a while, I called one or more people in the front row, but no one came out.

Zheng Xiong also asked the previous one in a curious whisper, and the reply he got was the imperial historian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, then it would be fine.

Daming's strongest mouth is the strong king, the troll team, several emperors who spray doubt life, and there are a few who spray autism. At this stage, there is no such combat power, with Liu Bowen in charge, and Lao Zhu Zhen in charge, he doesn't dare to be too presumptuous. However, the right of the imperial historian to play when he hears the wind is still enviable.

At this stage, it is still necessary to fight and listen to the orders to crack down on political enemies and Li Shanchang, these Huaixi nobles, these people are Liu Bowen's best knife, and the words of his boss Liu Bowen still have to be listened to.

Hello in front of me, my good painting style is gone, and there are begging for mercy from time to time in the hall, thinking that Lao Zhu is taking this opportunity to repair Huaixi Xungui.

Occasionally, you can still see those who are dragged out and whipped, and the flesh and blood of the beating are blurred before stopping, but I haven't seen anyone who has been directly beheaded. Those who have conclusive evidence still have to consult Lao Zhu, Liu Bowen is a shrewd person, and he is very stable.

This process is a bit slow, and it's not pleasant, there is nothing to do with Zheng Xiong, I am happy to eat melons, and it is also a happy thing to see others unlucky than myself.

Seeing that it was almost noon, it was Wu Wu Li Si's turn, and he really came to thank him, Lao Zhu encouraged him, and the two of them came out with a smile, with a smile on their faces, and they walked with the wind.

After a while, the court meeting was over, except for a few unlucky eggs who were repaired by Lao Zhu, the atmosphere was okay. Next, it was more pleasant, Lao Zhu was in charge of rice, and everyone who was hungry instantly turned into dry rice people.