His Majesty the Emperor has been cured of the poison!
The news spread throughout the palace in an instant as if it had wings.
Especially at lunch just now, Gu Jinzhi ate several large bowls of rice in a row, and his health seemed to be much better.
The palace maids all rushed to tell each other, and were so excited as if they had won the jackpot.
In fact, their excitement is understandable. They are all serving the emperor. If anything happens to the emperor, you can imagine what will happen to them.
At this moment, Gu Jinzhi was sitting behind the imperial desk.
Although his face was still a little pale, he looked much more energetic than before, and there was finally some color on his face.
Li Wei, on the other hand, lay leisurely on the soft couch at one side of the imperial study, picking up a bunch of crystal clear purple grapes and nibbling them casually.
Beside the soft couch, Fuman was hunched over, his face full of flattery.
He stretched out his hand carefully and picked up the grape skin that Li Wei spat out.
He looked so happy and satisfied, as if what he was holding in his hands was not grape skins, but golden melon seeds.
Finally, Li Wei finished eating the last grape and threw the bare grape stem away.
Fu Man quickly caught it and said, "Thank you for the reward, Your Majesty."
Li Wei glanced at him lazily and waved her hand unhappily: "Get out of the way."
"Hey~ I obey your command!"
Fuman responded cheerfully and retreated swiftly, his steps quick, as if he was busy with something else.
Now, Li Wei changed out of the complicated phoenix robe and wore only a light moon-white cross-collared narrow-sleeved top, paired with a dark blue horse-faced skirt. With a pair of bare, snow-white and delicate feet, she crossed her legs, hummed a little tune, and looked extremely comfortable.
With this look on her face, how can she still have the dignity of a mother who rules the country?
However, the palace servants who were moving in and out of the imperial study seemed to be blind.
He lowered his head and looked submissive, not daring to even breathe, let alone say a word.
Advise Her Majesty to pay attention to her manners?
What a joke!
It is said that the minced meat and ice chips in the square in front of Jianji Hall have not been cleaned up yet!
Who dares to provoke this living ancestor?
Now, let alone crossing her legs barefoot, even if the queen wore a middle-aged dress and walked on the palace wall, she would be seen by those old stubborn people who kept talking about "zhihuzheya" and "rites and morals".
They also had to stiffen their necks, go against their conscience, and give a thumbs-up, shouting: "The Queen is truly a heroine, unconcerned with trivial matters, and free and easy!"
As for etiquette?
Fuck the ethics!
Can ethics fly? Can ethics turn thousands of people into icy slag and minced meat with a single blow?
Obviously no!
So, screw the etiquette...
After a while, Fuman came to Li Wei with a small plate of peeled melon seeds.
Outside the imperial study, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps.
The sound of footsteps came from afar, and then a group of young eunuchs rushed in.
Each of them was holding a pile of memorials that was almost covering their faces.
Next to the team was Wei Xun, the eunuch who had just been promoted to the chief eunuch of the Imperial Household Department.
He directed the young eunuchs to sort the memorials into categories and place them in designated positions according to their importance.
Soon, the originally spacious imperial study was filled with these things.
Wei Xun drove the young eunuchs out and was about to report to Gu Jinzhi who was in the direction of the dragon throne.
But when he caught a glimpse of Li Wei lying on the couch, his body shuddered suddenly, he quickly turned around, fell to his knees with a thud, and kowtowed respectfully.
This time Li Wei didn't stop her.
Now, everyone in the palace, from the chief eunuch to the servant maid, would kowtow to her when they saw her.
If she stopped everyone, she would be busy to death.
She actually wanted to yell, "No kneeling!!!"
It's just an imaginary world deduced by the celestial mirror, she doesn't have the energy to do that.
As long as it wasn't the kind of old man who was trembling, had a white beard, and looked like he was about to be buried, she would basically pretend not to see it.
As for Wei Xun, the guy in the little notebook, Li Wei didn't even bother to look at him.
......
After Wei Xun paid his respects to the evil spirit, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Li Wei did not get angry.
Then he turned around and bowed respectfully to Gu Jinzhi who was sitting behind the imperial desk.
After Gu Jinzhi called out, he pointed to the pile of memorials and said:
"Your Majesty, these memorials were all moved here from Shoukang Palace. They were previously approved by the Imperial Household Department... but the approval at that time..."
He stopped mid-sentence, but his meaning was clear.
Previously, Empress Dowager Wu was in charge of government affairs from behind the scenes. The seal of the Imperial Household Department belonged to the Empress Dowager, and the chief minister of the cabinet, Wu Daoqi, was the Empress Dowager's biological father.
Almost all the government affairs of the Manchu court, from the cabinet's draft to the approval of the Imperial Household Department, had to pass through the hands of the Empress Dowager and her faction.
He had these memorials brought over, and his intention was self-evident. He naturally wanted Gu Jinzhi to review them again and set things right.
Gu Jinzhi looked at the piles and mountains of memorials in front of him that almost drowned people, and finally had an intuitive understanding of the low administrative efficiency and serious backlog of government affairs in the Dajing Dynasty.
"What are the most important ones?" Gu Jinzhi asked, his voice still a little hoarse from his recovery.
Upon hearing this, Wei Xun immediately bowed and replied confidently, "Your Majesty, the most important things have been sorted out for you by the servants. They are the ones placed on the imperial desk."
He paused, then pointed to several other piles on the low table next to him and on the floor. "The rest are mostly daily reports from various places, or some less urgent requests for instructions."
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