The next day, at the hour of Yin.
In the palace.
Yan Jiaoran, who was lying on the couch, suddenly opened her eyes.
"I'm back again..."
The first time is new, the second time is familiar.
With previous experience.
She is very calm now.
While stretching his body and sitting up, he observed the surrounding scenery, still wondering whether Ming Zhanxue had done anything else with his body.
Then she called out, "Yanran."
The words fell.
Murong Yanran, who had been waiting outside the door, pushed it open and walked in: "Your Majesty, it's only the 4th hour now. You don't have to attend court today. You can still sleep a little longer."
Yan Jiaoran asked, "When did I go to bed last night?"
"Probably..." Murong Yanran thought for a moment, "around midnight."
It is indeed the hour of Hai.
Yan Jiaoran has roughly mastered the rules of exchange.
It seems so far.
Ming Zhanxue and I did not exchange bodies every day, but once every seven days.
Exchange at 11:00 PM and switch back at 11:00 PM the next day.
It took a total of three hours.
After thinking it through, Yan Jiaoran breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more relaxed.
After mastering the rules, I can finally control the matter within the scope that I can control, and I don’t have to worry about unexpected situations.
Then, Yan Jiaoran waved her hand directly: "No need to sleep, help me wash and change clothes, and then send someone to notify them."
"Today, I will go to court!"
Go to...go to court?!
Murong Yanran was shocked.
…
The news that the empress was going to court quickly spread throughout Jingzhou.
It immediately caused a sensation.
The ministers from all sides had no choice but to get out of bed in a hurry, wash up simply, get into the carriage, and ask the coachman to whip the horse as fast as possible to rush to the palace.
no way……
This was so sudden that it caught them off guard.
You know, you don’t have to attend morning court every day.
As per usual.
The last morning court session was probably ten days (ten days).
This means that you only need to attend morning court three times a month at most.
And the Empress...
I'm not a hardworking person.
Although she was praised verbally as a wise and holy ruler.
But in the hearts of the ministers.
She is a complete and utter tyrant!
He was also obsessed with cultivating immortals and could not extricate himself, skipping morning court every few days.
Therefore, over the years, let alone attending the morning court three times a month, being able to attend it once every three months was already a remarkable achievement.
But now...
What's going on?
The guy who tries every possible way to skip work and shirk his responsibilities every day is now working overtime on his own initiative!
I'm afraid the sun is rising from the west. Is this a ghost?
The stupid bitch is going to stop wasting money and start working hard to govern the country?
Don't...
I just pledged my loyalty to the prince last month, saying I wanted to be his minister...
well……
It's not even daybreak yet...
Yan Jiaoran's abnormal behavior really made the ministers in the court think wildly.
therefore.
Today, outside the Qiankun Hall, there are whispers everywhere, it is very lively.
"Master Qian, I know that His Majesty suddenly came to court. What is the reason?"
"I don't know. It was so sudden."
"If I had known I would be attending court today, I wouldn't have stayed at the Jiaofangsi last night. Now... I'm so sleepy that I almost missed something important."
"Haha, Lord Su, could it be that those girls have made your waist weak?"
"Bah! I am still strong and vigorous, and I can do it seven times a night without any hesitation. Sir Qian, please don't slander my innocence out of thin air."
"My Lords, please stop talking about this and get ready. His Majesty is coming to court on his own initiative. There's a high probability that something has happened. He might even scold us again."
"Let her scold me, it won't hurt her. Let her scold me, as for the affairs of the Great Zhou Dynasty, we still have to deal with them."
"Haha, Lord Zhen is right. The Great Zhou will ultimately rely on us to run the affairs."
"That being said, we still need to prepare for a rainy day, my Lords."
"Could it be that someone has offended His Majesty?"
"From what I see, it's probably because the national treasury is empty, which has affected her cultivation, so she wants to ask us for money."
"Look at the Minister of Revenue, Mr. Ying. His face is really grim, and he hasn't said a word since then. I remember the Ministry of Revenue was sorting out disaster relief records yesterday..."
"Hiss... Could this be related to disaster relief again?"
"I think it's very likely!"
“…”
A group of ministers secretly glanced at the Minister of Revenue Ying Wuyong next to them.
I only saw the head of the Ministry of Revenue.
At this moment, he had a gloomy face and ignored everyone. The wrinkles on his eyebrows, beard and face were almost twisted into a chrysanthemum.
Obviously.
Today's court meeting must be related to their Ministry of Revenue.
And well-informed people.
But I already know what the situation is.
seemingly……
Last night, Ying Wuyong just submitted the recent disaster relief situation and the analysis report on this famine to His Majesty. Tsk tsk, I guess it's not a good thing. I wonder who will be unlucky...
Thinking so.
soon.
Yan Jiaoran's personal maid Murong Yanran gave the order:
"The court is about to begin, and all the ministers enter the palace."
The Qiankun Hall, which was originally as bustling as a vegetable market, became quiet in an instant.
Crash...
A group of people walked into the Qiankun Hall one after another: "Your Majesty, we respectfully wish you the best of health."
“No thanks!”
Yan Jiaoran's cold voice rang out in the room.
The ministers were about to salute, but their movements suddenly froze. They all slowly raised their heads and saw Yan Jiaoran's gloomy expression. They were all trembling in their hearts, not knowing who was going to be in trouble.
Afterwards, everyone became extremely serious, standing like javelins.
It is obvious that the female tyrant wants to make an example of someone. Who would be so stupid as to run into someone's trap? Faced with such a situation, keeping a low profile is the best option.
The hall suddenly fell silent, as quiet as a ghost cave.
"hehe."
Yan Jiaoran narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and sneered.
Hold the memorial in your hand.
Throw it directly onto the ground.
He said coldly to the civil and military officials below: "Today, at the morning court, if for no other reason than to have one last discussion with you, a bunch of high-ranking meat eaters—"
"Disaster relief!"
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