Chapter 258 The Queen Mother and the Regent King Who Became a Cat 20
A tall figure approached from behind.
Zong Yue held her cold earlobe in his mouth and chuckled, "I am willing to serve the Empress Dowager with my humble efforts."
Everyone in the hall dared not look directly at him, and they all bowed their heads and retreated.
Logically speaking, as the regent king, Zong Yue should be more accustomed to being served.
But surprisingly, he was very skilled in helping Cha Jiu change clothes and wash.
"I was not favored in the palace before, and I had to do many things myself." Zong Yue answered her doubts with just one sentence.
But Cha Jiu could see from it the difficulties he had gone through over the years.
In the palace, an unfavored prince lived worse than an ordinary palace maid, and it was common for him to be trampled and bullied.
Seeing Zong Yue lowering his eyes and looking lonely, Cha Jiu felt sad.
"From now on, there will be no more days like that." She held Zong Yue's hand, her eyes sparkling.
"Can I still stay in Yongning Palace tonight?"
"You can stay as long as you like."
Zong Yue couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly, but quickly suppressed it: "The Queen Mother is still considerate of me."
It turns out that selling badly is useful.
The system that saw everything rolled its eyes to the sky.
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Ever since Cha Jiu turned into a cat, the little emperor could enter and leave the Yongning Palace as if no one was around.
The palace maid reported that the empress dowager was still washing up, but he didn't care and went straight to the study.
He came here today to get the Queen Mother's seal and issue an order. Why did he need the fake Queen Mother to be present?
The study room of Yongning Palace is dignified and simple. A red willow wood desk is placed in the brightly lit area near the window. Next to it are several tall bookshelves filled with books on state governance, agriculture, industry, commerce and other people's livelihood.
The fragrance of books brings peace and tranquility.
But the little emperor hated this place very much.
The Queen Mother was very strict with his schoolwork and always asked him to recite or answer questions in the study.
If he failed the test, he would be beaten and punished, and no matter how much he cried and begged for mercy, the other party would not show any mercy.
"Your Majesty, there should be a warning after punishment. I punish you for the future of you and the country." The Queen Mother always spoke coldly.
Only the little Luzi would beg for mercy for him, apply medicine to him with tears in his eyes after punishment, and understand his pain and humiliation.
"No matter what, your majesty is the master of this world and a noble emperor. How can the queen mother be so cruel?"
Only the Lin Guild was right on target, and comforted him, saying, "Your Majesty, after all, you are not the Queen Mother's biological child, so she naturally cannot love you as much as she would her own child. The only people in this world who truly love you, apart from the late Concubine Lin, are probably the Lin family, who are related to you by blood."
A breeze blew through the study, bringing the little emperor's scattered mind back.
In the past, he always felt uneasy when he walked into this study, but today, he can feel calm and relaxed.
He walked leisurely to the desk and sat down, imitating the empress dowager's usual behavior, sometimes with a cold brow and a stern look, throwing memorials into the air and scolding the non-existent "subjects".
Sometimes he would pick up a cinnabar red pen and make comments on memorials, deciding national affairs and the life and death of others with a single word.
Smooth!
It's really refreshing!
The little emperor finally got a taste of power.
So when Cha Jiu stepped into the study, he heard the emperor's laughter as he amused himself.
There was a huge screen in front of the desk, so the little emperor couldn't immediately notice Cha Jiu's arrival.
When Cha Jiu slowly approached, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he said awkwardly: "Who allowed you to come in without permission!"
He thought the person standing before him was a fake queen mother.
Cha Jiu remained silent and just smiled at him, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
A chill rose from his tailbone, and the little emperor felt a familiar pressure, and his heart skipped a beat.
Not true.
She is really...really late!
The chair under his buttocks suddenly turned into a hot iron. The little emperor stood up suddenly, threw away the cinnabar pen in his hand, and stared at Cha Jiu in panic.
What to do, what to do!
The Queen Mother has recovered. Is she going to settle accounts with him? Is she going to pull him off the throne?
But to his surprise, Cha Jiu didn't mean to blame him at all.
She walked calmly to the little emperor and pressed his shoulders: "Sit down."
The little emperor was stunned.
What
She let him sit in the seat where she reviewed memorials and handled government affairs.
Cha Jiu put the cinnabar red pen into his hand and casually opened a memorial and placed it in front of him.
"The soldiers in the border towns have harsh living conditions. This is a petition to increase military pay. If Your Majesty were to handle this matter, what would you do?"
Although the young emperor was uneasy, he quickly gave an answer: "The border guards are related to the stability of the country, so they should not be treated harshly and should be paid."
Cha Jiu shook his head: "Your Majesty, you should not think too one-sidedly. If the border city is facing a war, the military pay will naturally be increased. But now the country has no external worries, but internal troubles. Droughts continue to occur everywhere, and the treasury is showing signs of weakness. The most urgent task is to use the money for disaster relief, quelling unrest, and restoring production."
"As for the difficult situation of the border town, it can be solved by combining soldiers and farmers."
The little emperor was confused: "What does it mean to combine soldiers and farmers?"
Cha Jiu said: "The so-called integration of soldiers and farmers means that the soldiers no longer simply train for war, but farm in their spare time and fight in war. They are soldiers on horseback and farmers on foot. This can not only solve the difficult conditions in the border towns, but also reduce the pressure on the court."
Then she added, "These are all in the book I asked you to memorize."
The little emperor was embarrassed.
Those books
He was so busy favoring the beauty that he never even opened the book.
Cha Jiu opened another memorial: "The Minister of Rites favors his concubine and kills his wife, and has no respect for his stepmother. How should he be dealt with?"
The young emperor knew that the Minister of Rites was Cha Jiu's man, so he flattered him, "Although the Minister of Rites is restless in his harem, he is quite insightful in matters of the court. It would be better to deduct his salary and give him a slight punishment."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cha Jiu denied it again: "This person should be severely punished, dismissed from his post, investigated, and never be an official again."
The little emperor hesitated: "He is yours."
Cha Jiu held his hand and wrote neatly on the memorial: "Punish as requested."
The third memorial was about the case of the imperial family's property division.
This time the little emperor didn't dare to make a conclusion immediately.
He thought about it again and again, but still could not make up his mind.
Cha Jiu frowned and said, "Your Majesty, if you continue to handle government affairs at this pace, this study will be filled with memorials in less than half a month."
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the little emperor always felt that someone outside the screen laughed softly.
Cha Jiu coughed lightly, signaling the people in the dark not to be so arrogant.
After staying for a while, Cha Jiu sighed, took the pen from the little emperor, and wrote an note not to investigate.
The little emperor was completely confused and turned around: "If the matter of the Minister of Rites is to be punished according to the law, then the royal family should be punished in the same way!"
He still remembered what the Regent King said, that we must treat everyone equally and not be biased!
Cha Jiuxu said, "When handling political affairs, one must be flexible and look at the overall situation. The Minister of Rites is shaking the etiquette and law, which is a big deal. If he is not severely punished, it will definitely shake the rules of monarch and minister, father and son, legitimate and illegitimate children, and the old and the young. If this continues, the country will be in disorder."
"The money collected by the royal family is just the office expenses of some wealthy businessmen. The amount is not large and it is a small matter. There is no point in making a big fuss over such a small amount of money. It will chill the hearts of all the royal family members and make them resent you."
The more the little emperor listened, the more his head swelled.
In his eyes, reviewing memorials was no longer a symbol of power, but a heart-wrenching trouble.
Cha Jiu smiled and handed the cinnabar pen back to him.
This time, the little emperor didn't dare to answer it.
The loan was as heavy as a thousand pounds and he was unwilling to bear it.
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