By this point, memorials from ministers in the court had already piled up into a mountain.

However, before the emperor lost consciousness, he had instructed Zhao Ji to review memorials on his behalf.

Previously, Zhao Ji’s Silijian had the responsibility of helping the emperor to approve memorials, but at that time they were only some unimportant memorials.

At this moment, Zhao Ji is basically a full-time agent.

Zhao Ji once privately called the imperial physician to his presence, mainly to ask about the emperor's condition.

The imperial physician looked troubled. "Your Majesty, this is an emergency. It is hard to say when he will recover. Your Majesty's physical condition has not yet recovered. In addition, the hard work during that period and the shock that day have indeed aggravated his physical weakness."

Speaking of it, the imperial physicians were also in a difficult position. They did not dare to give the emperor any medicine that was too strong. Not only because the emperor was too weak, but also because the imperial physicians did not want to be buried with the emperor.

If anyone uses such strong medicine and causes harm to the emperor, the punishment will be the loss of his head.

Zhao Ji naturally knew the tricks of these imperial doctors, and could only say that they were just average. If he expected them to bring the patient back to health, that might not be realistic.

"You guys try your best first."

Zhao Ji could only say this helplessly.

Now that the emperor has been ill for a long time, the prime minister and his people have become restless. Not only have they repeatedly submitted memorials to the emperor, but they have also wanted to visit the palace three times a day.

At such a sensitive time, it was naturally impossible for Zhao Ji to allow people from the Prime Minister's faction to enter the palace.

Just kidding, these ministers actually don’t have anything important to do, yet they are all trying their best to get into the palace.

It's obvious that they must be up to something.

The more Zhao Ji tried to stop them, the more anxious the prime minister and his men became.

In the end, he even became desperate and thought of spreading the news among the people that Zhao Ji controlled the government and that treacherous ministers were in power.

This was Zhao Ji's housekeeper. One day, when he went to a teahouse to purchase something, he heard the storyteller in the teahouse saying that Zhao Ji was controlling the government.

However, the storyteller naturally did not put it so clearly, but simply used the story of a eunuch in the previous dynasty who was seeking power instead.

The butler was naturally no ordinary person. He immediately realized that the story was referring to his master.

He immediately delivered the news to the palace.

Zhao Ji smiled slightly after receiving the news. He knew who did it without even thinking about it.

The prime minister did this simply because he could not enter the palace. The reason he could not enter was because Zhao Ji arranged Yun Nishang to guard the palace.

Logically speaking, after the last incident, General Yun should have gone to the north to handle affairs.

However, because Zhao Ji had been interrogating the third prince of the grassland and Gutali, in order to verify some things, he kept Yun Nishang.

This time it came in handy by accident.

"I am a first-rank minister and I am here to pay homage to the emperor. What's wrong with that?" Outside the south gate of the imperial palace, the person who was throwing a tantrum was none other than the important official of the dynasty, the Minister of War.

The Minister of War was not actually being unreasonable; he really had something to confirm with the Emperor.

However, Zhao Ji had already replied to him three or four times, saying that everything would be discussed after the emperor woke up.

However, the Minister of War was obviously dissatisfied and was making a scene outside the South Gate.

Gradually, some common people gathered. Although they naturally did not dare to rush into the South Gate, they still pointed and watched the joke from afar.

Coupled with the storytellers in the capital who exaggerated the situation, some people who could not distinguish right from wrong were whispering to each other for a while.

The Minister of War rolled around on the ground, and when he saw the sun setting, he stood up and brushed the dirt off his robe.

As he saw the people pointing and talking, the smile on his face deepened.

"You damn eunuch, I asked you to stop us here. I want to see how long you can withstand the pressure!"

The Minister of War said this in a low voice and spat on the ground.

The soldiers were also helpless. The Minister of War came to make trouble every day, but how could they, the little gatekeepers, have the right to let him in?

So over time, the Minister of War was left to make a fuss at the palace gate every day.

In fact, Zhao Ji already knew what happened at the South Gate.

But he was really busy during this period, mainly because he had so many memorials to the emperor.

Although the prime minister's faction deliberately reported some unimportant matters, there were indeed some really important matters that needed to be dealt with, and Zhao Ji had no way to deal with them.

He hoped more than anyone else that the emperor would get better soon.

At sunset, the general guarding the palace naturally reported the situation to Zhao Ji.

As they were talking, they started talking about the Minister of War making a scene outside the city.

"You are a first-rank official, but you are making a scene outside the palace like a shrew. Many people are watching you... Sir, this is really damaging to your reputation."

The guarding general naturally obeyed Zhao Ji, because he was trained and promoted by Yun Nishang.

When the emperor was kidnapped, Yun Ni kept him in the palace to guard him.

So this general was not a pedantic person. In fact, he himself did not like to complain. It was just that this matter happened a long time ago, and even a military officer like him who didn't like to use his brain could see that it was targeting Zhao Ji.

So I took this opportunity to emphasize it again to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji had already received the news from the housekeeper.

"Don't be impatient. He actually likes to throw a tantrum on the ground. Just let him throw a tantrum on the ground for two more days. Every time you give a briefing, let him wait outside. Come in in the morning to give the briefing, and then tell him in the afternoon that there is no time for him to come over!"

Zhao Ji was naturally not the kind of soft guy who would let others take advantage of him. He just made this suggestion and the general guarding the palace immediately showed a look of understanding on his face.

"Master Seal Holder, you are really amazing. I will go and do the job right away. I will make sure he waits outside even when the sun is at its highest."

This guard general is also a sensible person.

Early the next morning, the Minister of War estimated the time when the people would go to the market, and arrived outside the Nangong Gate early.

When the soldiers guarding the palace gate saw him appear, their eyes suddenly lit up.

This is the person their general specifically ordered last night. Now that he is out, he should set up the stage.

The Minister of War, just like before, was shouting outside the palace gate that he wanted to see the Emperor.

After calling out several times without any response, the Minister of War began to follow his previous routine and walked towards the palace alone.

At this time, the soldiers began to stop him, and they discussed with the Minister of War with difficulty: "Master Chen, please don't make it difficult for us brothers. We really can't let you in now. Without the emperor's order, we dare not let you in!"