"His Majesty!"

Ah-hao quickly went forward and closed the window.

The Imperial Advisor said that His Majesty's temperament was like that of a child, but she originally thought it wasn't that serious.

But she never expected that, apart from teaching His Majesty how to relieve himself, His Majesty would act like a child.

"His Majesty has just recovered from his illness. What if he catches typhoid fever?"

Ah Hao directed the palace maids to move the charcoal brazier closer and wipe away the snow that had drifted in from the ground.

Murong Yue lay sprawled on the bed. Ah Hao is a good person. Ah Hao doesn't want her to play in the snow, so she won't... for now.

"I do not attend court."

Oh dear, what's wrong with His Majesty? He's increasingly reluctant to attend court. What can we do?

She couldn't make the decision on this matter herself; she could only give a signal to someone to invite the Imperial Advisor.

Today, heavy snow has illuminated the imperial city.

When Li Xuanji arrived, he immediately knew what was going on when he heard that Murong Yue didn't want to attend court.

"Your Majesty, after court, I will take you out for a stroll."

Murong Yue scratched her ear. Had she heard this yesterday?

However, she's now a principled little zombie; if she says she won't attend court, she won't.

Getting up early is too difficult for a corpse.

Seeing that this method was not working, Li Xuanji thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, may I ask why I do not wish to attend court?"

"No, I want to get up early."

Only after correctly punctuating the sentence did Li Xuanji understand what it meant.

It's impossible to skip the court assembly, even if His Majesty sits there doing nothing.

Thus, the dignified Imperial Advisor compromised.

"Your Majesty, how about we postpone the court session by half an hour?"

Seeing that Murong Yue remained silent, her large eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

"Then postpone it by an hour?"

"An hour and a half?"

Murong Yue didn't understand how long an hour was, but she wasn't satisfied. After thinking for a moment, she held up two fingers.

Two two-hour periods, also known as Chen Shi (辰时).

The retired emperor once said that Chenshi (辰时) is 10:00 AM, so if you go to work at 10:00 AM, it's like living the life of a god.

That's fine, I can barely accept it.

As long as His Majesty is willing to attend court.

It's Chen Shi (7-9 AM).

So the Imperial Advisor waved his hand and announced, "By His Majesty's decree, starting today, the morning court session will be temporarily moved to Chen Shi (7-9 AM)."

"yes."

So the ministers and officials of the six ministries who were preparing to attend court felt for the first time that they could sleep in.

However, due to their dreaded biological clocks, several adults still reflexively left the house on time.

The sedan chair was almost at the palace gate when it was suddenly remembered that the court session time had changed.

But if it snows heavily, even if we go back now, we'll still have to leave and come back to the palace in at most an hour later.

That's enough.

Let's just wait in the side hall of the Hall of Diligent Governance and take care of some government affairs there.

So His Majesty ordered the morning court session to be postponed, but some officials still entered the palace early and sat on the tables in the side hall, writing furiously around the charcoal brazier.

While handling their official duties, they would occasionally have a few casual conversations.

Previously, they all worked in their own government offices, and any matters that needed to be discussed were resolved at court meetings. They did not interact privately to avoid gossip.

Any matter requiring the cooperation of the six ministries should be raised during court sessions, discussed, and a proposed solution submitted for further discussion at the next court session...

It takes three to five days to reach an agreement on something as simple as this.

Today, we sat together around the stove, brewed tea, and chatted about politics; the efficiency was surprisingly high.

Minister of Personnel Zhang Yuqing stroked his beard. "I suppose that's what His Majesty meant."

"What does Lord Murong think?"

Murong Anle was engrossed in reading the memorial. After being reprimanded by His Majesty yesterday, there were new arrangements for welcoming the Yue Kingdom delegation, and he planned to give His Majesty a proper explanation today.

Then he heard Zhang Yuqing talking to him.

Murong Anle didn't even raise his head. "His Majesty has his reasons for doing things, which are beyond our comprehension."

Zhang Yuqing cursed inwardly, "Old fox."

He then turned to Li Daoyun, the Minister of Works, and asked, "Lord Li, I heard that His Majesty smashed another chair yesterday?"

Li Daoyun let out a muffled groan.

"Is it because the Ministry of Works' products are of poor quality?" Zhang Yuqing joked.

If you discard the essence, all that's left is dross.

How could the Ministry of Works dare to be sloppy with the things given to His Majesty?

Li Daoyun glanced at him with his narrow eyes. "Lord Zhang, has your Ministry of Personnel selected a new prefect for Suizhou?"

Zhang Yuqing: ...

Straight men have a knack for getting to the heart of the matter.

However, both of them fell into deep thought.

Li Daoyun: Could it really be that there is a problem with the craftsmanship of the Ministry of Works?

Zhang Yuqing: I wonder if His Majesty will be satisfied with my recommendation for the Prefect of Suizhou...

Murong Yue thought today's breakfast was delicious.

There are steamed pig brains, sweet pig brains, and all sorts of other delicious foods.

After devouring a table full of delicious food, Chief Steward Zhu of the Imperial Kitchen once again received praise from His Majesty.

Despite the freezing weather, Steward Zhu felt a warmth in his heart.

When I went out for the morning court today, it was already bright outside and the snow had stopped. The palace servants first focused on clearing the important roads, piling up piles of snow at the base of the walls.

Murong Yue's hands and mouth were itching to read it.

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to have eaten snow before.

She seemed to have only recently become a zombie, preferring cold and disliking heat. She barely survived the first heavy snowfall of winter.

Out of curiosity, I tasted a few mouthfuls of snow.

It's cool and refreshing, so comfortable.

But it seems a bit strange to rush up and eat snow in a human base right now.

Upon arriving at the Hall of Diligent Governance, the ministers were already waiting.

Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!

The loud shouts put Murong Yue in a great mood.

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