The six-part system has been passed down for a hundred years, and earlier the emperor sat in the country and the prime minister ruled the world, but the prime minister's family for many years was dominant, and the emperor surnamed Zhu of the Ming Dynasty angrily revoked this position that many literati and students looked forward to.

In order to monopolize power, the emperors of all dynasties also abided by the old calendar of the six departments of the official household, the rites, the soldiers, and the criminal work in charge of major affairs throughout the country, but when it came to the Dongyang Dynasty, Emperor Murong Fu set up a special position for one person.

The night watch room in the inner courtyard of the palace is located on the east side of the Changqing Gate in the palace gate, and unlike those yamen that build majesty, there is only a row of low bungalows in the night watch room, and the buildings where the eunuchs who usually serve the emperor live are also extremely shabby.

But no one looks down on this row of ordinary bungalows because they see it too shabby, on the contrary, it varies from person to person, it is a curfew in the palace, but only this row of bungalows is lit with candles.

The surrounding guards didn't even dare to breathe, lest they disturb the men in the room, tonight it was the first assistant of the dynasty Zhang Fuchen who was personally on duty, who got the emperor's exclusive favor and became the only one in the dynasty, and Murong Fu had already made a holy decree, and the future emperors had to set up the official system of the prime minister.

The six Shangshu were lacking because they were all busy with tributary matters, and the first assistant Zhang Fuchen dragged his body into the palace to guard.

Li Delin, who was recognized as the master of the Dongyang court, had just been promoted to the head of the Ministry of Rites for less than a year, and with the name of Zhang Fuchen's personal student, he became a long-awaited young leader for a while.

There is only a row of tables, chairs and benches in the duty room, and there is a table in front of each table, chair and bench, and the table is densely covered with recitals from all over the country, and nearly 1,000 recitals are written every day, which undoubtedly shows that a country is difficult to govern. Originally, these pieces were supposed to be reviewed by the emperor himself, but I don't know why the emperor's ability to review the pieces has declined rapidly recently, and now he can only handle 100 pieces a day.

In the duty room, Zhang Fuchen sits, and in front of the table and chair next to him sit Shangshu Wang Xiu of the Ministry of Officials, Li Delin, the new waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and Ge Li, the waiter of the Ministry of War.

Although there are many factions in the court now, and it happens that the three larger factions are on duty together, although the Great Seal of the Military Department is personally controlled by the emperor himself, and these parties are also well water and river water, but the six Great Seals are all placed in Zhang Fuchen, compared to Murong Fu, who has always been known for being strict with the government, he actually turned a blind eye to deal with the past, which shows that this first assistant of the dynasty is not only able to sit on an equal footing with these royal princes in the court, but also has a lot of trust in Li Jingcheng in the emperor's heart.

But Ge Li, who has just been promoted from the governor of Dongyang to the core officialdom of Dongyang City, doesn't care about this, and occasionally meets Li Jingcheng, not only nodding and saluting, but also stopping to say a few words, every time they talk very happily, Ge Li does not have the official frame of the so-called members of the prince's party, and there is no perfunctory.

Zhang Fuchen was flipping through a book written by Confucianism, he was reading carefully, and when he was frowning, Zhang Fuchen, the white-haired head of the court, heard an uneasy scream from the courtyard, and the guy who dared to make such a noise in the inner courtyard of the palace either had enough life or had made a mistake in his brain.

Zhang Fuchen put down the book, glanced out the window, the bright full moon, and the officials on duty in the room subconsciously put down the brush, put down the brush, put down the fold, and looked at Shoufu in unison.

Zhang Fuchen, who was as steady as Mount Tai, smiled and pressed his hand towards everyone, signaling everyone to ignore themselves, unlike other foremen and ministers, these three or four officials who were transferred from various yamen saw the first assistant of the dynasty who was as stable as Mount Tai, and they were only in a trance for a moment, they were all young officials who had just been promoted from the imperial court, and there were many fewer old people with white hair and dim eyes compared to before. They were two rounds younger than Zhang Fuchen.

The young eunuch gently crossed the two thresholds, as if realizing that his words and deeds just now were a little abrupt and did not dare to speak.

Zhang Fuchen waved his hand, and the young official who had been waiting below early took down the document from the young eunuch's hand, only to see a feather stained on the concerto.

A feather was inserted in the letter, which meant that it was a hundred thousand urgent things, and it was the most important thing to affect the whole body. If it was such a big thing, what the young official thought in his heart, he couldn't complain that this little eunuch would be so impatient.

Seeing the feathers on it, Zhang Fuchen, who has been in the officialdom for many years, did not show the same panic as a little eunuch, and his face full of years seemed to be able to cover all the major events in the world.

Zhang Fuchen said in his somewhat old voice: "Little father-in-law, it's hard work. There's nothing wrong with you. ”

Seeing that he was able to retreat with his whole body, his father-in-law hurriedly retreated, today he was on duty, and he didn't even wipe his butt clean when he was in the toilet just now, so he hurriedly ran over, always afraid that he would delay something important.

Zhang Fuchen slowly stood up under Li Delin's support, and said softly: "All my colleagues have been busy all night and worked hard, Delin, tell the imperial dining room to make some rice porridge for the bureaucrats." ”

Zhang Fuchen picked up the book with feathers and walked to the inner courtyard of the palace. Although it was already midnight, the lights of the palace were day and night, and there was not even a single tree in the inner courtyard of the palace to prevent assassins.

Under the advice of the great eunuch Ding Yi, Zhang Fuchen waited for a while. Until a middle-aged man went out to greet him, the most conspicuous thing was the yellow dragon robe on his body, the Ninety-Five Supreme gently held Zhang Fuchen's arm, and did not feel the slightest anger because Zhang Fuchen disturbed his dream.

Zhang Fuchen no longer pretended to be humble, and saw a young eunuch out of the corner of his eye. looked at this child who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but stood respectfully next to the great eunuch Ding Yi. It is not surprising to say that he is young, it took Ding Yi more than ten years to accompany the Son of Heaven, and this little eunuch can see Long Yan every day at such a young age. Zhang Fuchen, who has never intersected with the eunuchs of the inner court, did not delve into it, but just knew it in his heart.

Murong Fu let Zhang Fuchen into the house, and then joked in a warm voice: "Zhang Xiang, if you come to find a widow in the middle of the night, you shouldn't be looking for a widow to drink tea." If you drink tea, few people know that the tea there is a must. The authentic tea leaves in front of the West Lake of the Spring God should be able to enter your mouth. ”

Zhang Fuchen, who looked at the people around, also knew that if it was only the two of them, there were not too many rules to pay attention to when the monarchs and ministers in private got along, and Zhang Fuchen smiled: "Okay, I can't do the rice without skin and face, if it is to rub some tea from the palace and drink a little, it will be fine." ”

Murong Fu, who was going to joke just now, glared and said, "Just to be polite to you, you are on the road like this?" If you come to me for tea in the middle of the night, it's your fault. ”

Zhang Fuchen, who was exposed by the emperor, laughed, he knew the emperor's temperament, open his mouth to be benevolent and moral, and shut up to be moral and benevolent. Any expression must be said in the mouth of a hundred officials to be considered comfortable.

Although he said that Zhang Fuchen was not good, Murong Fu was still in a good mood, and he knew that Zhang Fuchen could come to him in the middle of the night, and it must be a big thing. But looking at this, Zhang Fuchen should have some countermeasures. Those innocuous things, the Son of Heaven laughed in his ears when he heard it, he may not necessarily govern the country, but he must know how to weigh the pros and cons, and know how capable the officials under him are.

Seeing Ding Yi skillfully put the tea on the table, Murong Fu, who had just been woken up, still had a few haggard sleep marks on his face, it seemed that His Majesty the Emperor should have been busy for a long time.

Zhang Fuchen handed over the recital, and the sleepy-eyed Murong Fu opened it and glanced at it, and all his drowsiness disappeared.

It is written in the cantata

"Dongying has entered Goryeo."

Everyone in the duty room looked at the flickering torches outside, and just wanted to go out to see what was going on, when they saw His Majesty the Emperor coming to the duty room in person, the courtiers of foreign affairs and internal affairs all got up and ran out, kneeling at the door of the study, Li Delin Geli and others knelt in the front, and their voices were the most exciting and mellow.

Murong Fu asked everyone to get up, and he didn't mean to speak. Just let everyone return to their places to come out of business, looking at the white fungus lotus seed porridge that had just been served, and specially instructed the imperial dining room to prepare a little more pastries.

There is a small room next to the duty room, which is very distinctive. For Li Delin, Huayang's Son of Heaven is also very important, and he has repeatedly ordered to enter the palace to talk about national affairs, and even most of the tributary matters are entrusted to him, and now he acquiesces to be responsible for some affairs in the duty room. It can be said that the emperor's grace is immense, which also makes Li Delin quickly take a foothold in Dongyang City, and no one dares to underestimate it.

There is a map of the general trend of the world hanging in this house, although it is a little smaller according to the palace one, but the layout on it is indeed exactly the same, the east side of the house hangs a picture of the eagle and the mountains and mountains, which is the palace painter painstakingly depicted, from east to west of the eagle, which means the rise of the Dongyang Dynasty, the chilling claws, towards the north of the plate to grasp fiercely. One can't help but think that if you are caught by this eagle, you will be covered in bruises.

Murong Fu asked the two dignitaries of the dynasty to sit down and drink tea, stood under the painting, picked up a slender red sandalwood pole and pointed at the map, Zhang Fuchen took a sip of the Biluochun that had just been sent, and said to the emperor on the chair: "This tea is not bad, it can eliminate the fire in Your Majesty's chest." ”

After speaking, Zhang Fuchen ordered the eunuch at the door to ask for a cup and brought it to Murong Fu.

Murong Fu turned around and smiled, and asked, "Tell the widow what your plan is, the widow has seen the recital played by the military department." But there are still a lot of puzzles, especially at the moment, I need you to give me a strong medicine to cure the disease. Now there are only three of us left, you focus on it now, the widow is not idle now, if you have any ideas, just say it. Tea or wine, no one will be without you, but if you can't satisfy the widow, this tea will be counted as money by piece. ”

Zhang Fuchen looked at Murong Fu and smiled: "In that case, the old minister will talk about it first." Judging from the twists and turns, Dongying did not go to the border between Dongyang and Northern Xinjiang, but led his troops to the Central Plains, and his purpose was simple, it should be for the coastal border. Speaking of that small country, His Majesty does not need to worry. ”

Dongyang Tianzi listened to Zhang Fuchen's opinion, and sat on the exquisitely made chair, but he still kicked the red sandalwood pole in his hand, put it on his lap, and picked up the strong tea that had just been placed on the table.

This is to say that when the sky is just dawning, the three monarchs and ministers are still not tired and have a strong conversation.