Chapter 334: Daliang's Early Pills (Update 2)

Everyone looked at these memorials and thought of the heroic deeds done by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince during the morning court. They immediately had a bad feeling in their hearts.

The Prime Minister stepped forward and asked, "I wonder what you mean, Your Highness?"

The little crown prince smiled gently, "Every morning in the future, everyone will come to this Wenhua Hall, review the memorials you wrote and the memorials submitted by various places, and then go back to the government office to do your work."

The eight people immediately knelt on the ground.

The Prime Minister stood up and said, "Your Highness, this is unreasonable. Please take back your order."

The little prince leaned on the chair and said casually, "I have said before that when encountering problems in the future, the ministers should think of solutions by themselves, and not just raise questions without knowing how to solve them."

"Your Highness, I did so." The speaker was the Minister of Revenue Qian.

The little prince smiled and said, "Yes, the ministers did a very good job, but the local officials do not know this rule. We are all colleagues, so we should help each other."

"You are all well-educated people. I believe it will be easy to solve the problems in these memorials."

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The little prince suddenly started coughing. He was exhausted after working hard for several days. This cough made him look even weaker.

"My body can't work so hard. In the past few days, I have felt exhausted and dizzy."

He coughed a few more times, leaning against the back of the chair with a thick blanket covering his legs. He looked even weaker.

"If this continues, I'm worried that I may leave the world before my father."

When everyone heard this, their hearts skipped a beat and they kowtowed to apologize.

Now the court, both inside and outside, is supported by the crown prince. He doesn't need to do anything. As long as there is such a crown prince in the East Palace, Daliang will be stable.

If the crown prince really gets sick because of reviewing memorials, it would be a loss!

They can't bear this crime.

Everyone can only agree to review the memorials.

Seeing this, the little crown prince said, "Remember to write a simple summary and hand it in. When father wakes up, he will read it." When

everyone heard this, oh, it turns out that the emperor already knows about this matter, so what is there to be afraid of?

However, the Prime Minister still asked cautiously, "Has the emperor allowed your Highness to do this?"

The little prince squinted his eyes and said seriously, "My father has no objection."

"I obey your order." The Prime Minister took the lead, and the others naturally followed.

In the past, they were all people who wrote memorials. Whenever they wrote memorials, they paid special attention to the literary talent. Of course, they would also include a lot of personal opinions, flattery, and flattery .

In the past, they thought that only by writing in this way could the emperor feel their loyalty as subjects.

Now, it is their turn to read the memorials written by others, and they only feel that this memorial is written like an old lady's foot binding, smelly and long.

Which official wrote this?

How can he only flatter! Only show loyalty?

Can't you just say what you have to say?

You wrote such a long list, but there is nothing serious. It's such a waste of time to read it!

And this official, writing a memorial is not an imperial examination, why do you have to show off your literary talent? Can't you write a memorial briefly?

It took two quarters of an hour to finish reading it, and there was only one serious thing, and it was a trivial matter! The ministers who read the memorials wanted to vomit blood.

There were three small piles in front of each of the eight ministers, and the little prince divided them personally, without favoring anyone, and the number was the same for everyone.

Even the memorials from various prefectures and officials were slightly tampered by the little prince and distributed to different ministers. He didn't want to work, not to be deceived by the ministers.

Cross-verification, random checks afterwards, plus he has orphanages in various states, those in charge of the orphanages are the secret guards who were injured in the mission, or the old secret guards who can no longer perform the mission, or the elderly around his mother, all of whom are his most trusted people.

It is too easy for them to spy on information, except for comparing the pigeons, there is no other problem.

Therefore, the little prince is not worried at all that these ministers who review memorials will deceive him, but whenever they take action, unless they do it extremely secretly, otherwise, they will definitely not be able to hide it from his eyes.

The little prince sat at the top, drinking tea and eating egg yolk pie, his life was really happy.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that he didn't read any memorials. He read all the memorials about the border wars carefully and didn't miss any of them.

After Dequan came to Wenhua Hall, he saw everything here very clearly, including the fact that the Crown Prince, who had been coughing and was very weak just now, had finished a plate of black snacks in just a short time.

This appetite really doesn't look like a weak patient at all.

Dequan was very hesitant. How should he report to the emperor after he returned!

It was really unprecedented to throw all the memorials to the ministers for approval. The emperor's health has always been poor, and he has finally recovered a little. What if he gets sick again because of the Crown Prince's behavior?

Dequan was really in a dilemma.

Lu Chengtian was very familiar with Dequan's expression. Apart from his troublesome and unlucky prince, there would be absolutely no other person who could make him so embarrassed.

Lu Chengtian had already accepted his fate.

"Tell me, what did the prince do?"

Dequan dared not hide it, and immediately told him how the little prince tricked all the ministers into reviewing memorials together.

Lu Chengtian laughed out of anger and slapped the bed, "Nonsense! Prime Minister Tong agreed to it?"

"The prince said that since Your Majesty had no objection, the Prime Minister agreed." Dequan whispered.

Lu Chengtian: "..."

Thinking of his unlucky son standing in front of his bed and complaining a lot, Lu Chengtian was helpless.

Could he object?

If he really opened his mouth, the crown prince would probably hide in the East Palace and never come out. How would he find someone to work for him then?

It seems that his plan needs to be accelerated, otherwise, if his unlucky son continues to struggle like this, Daliang will probably really be destroyed.

The little crown prince, who was being complained about, was reading the memorial sent back by the second prince.

The second prince really suffered a lot on this journey. The north is cold and dry, and the baggage and fodder they brought along made it even more difficult to travel.

If they encounter snowstorms again, it will definitely be a difficult mode.

If there are enemy troops sneaking around in the snowstorm, it will really be a death mode.

Fortunately, the second prince has not encountered the death mode yet. But even the first two modes are enough for him to write a thick memorial.

It's called a memorial, but it's actually a family letter.

Compared to the second prince, the eldest prince, as a general of the three armies, is much more miserable.