The Secretariat.
Emperor Junlan sat above, speaking slowly and deliberately. The ministers who were writing down his thoughts were shocked and sweat beaded on their foreheads.
Who is Your Majesty targeting with this new plan?
After attending court for five days, they would rest for two days. Issues, large and small, would be addressed gradually from the lower levels. If a problem couldn't be solved, it would be brought to His Majesty's attention, and the entire court would discuss how to resolve it...
Although I feel it's much more humane than before, why would they suddenly want to change this court system?
"Lord Wang, have you remembered what I said?"
Lord Wang: "I've written it down, Your Majesty."
"That's good. Issue the decree tomorrow, and follow this rule from now on. If you bring me every little thing to solve, I'll think you're all useless and this position should be replaced."
Lord Wang: "Yes."
………
After the new system was promulgated, Murong Jin resumed attending court.
"My lord, we don't need to get up so early now. His Majesty's new decree is to hold court at 9:00 AM, so we can have breakfast."
Yi Er straightened her court robes, which were embroidered with four golden dragons. "What if they turned into five-clawed golden dragons..."
Murong Jin raised an eyebrow slightly, "You can't just say things like that."
Yi Er replied with an "Oh," and then said, "I understand."
After putting on her outer robe, Murong Jin was pushed away from the bedroom. "I had the kitchen prepare a lot of food this morning. It's not too late for Master to go to court after you've eaten your fill."
"Um."
The five-day court session per week was something Murong Jin hadn't expected, because this cycle was something later generations had created...
Where did Di Junlan come up with this idea? Or... is there some other reason?
Di Junlan looked at the storybook in his hand and asked, "Zhao Delin, where did you get this storybook?"
Eunuch Zhao: "A bookstore on the outskirts of Beijing."
Who wrote the storybook?
Eunuch Zhao thought for a moment about the circumstances of his purchase of the book, "Your Majesty, it was a maid at the bookstore who was looking after the books."
"Girl?"
Eunuch Zhao: "Yes."
"Ankesen, go and see what's new in her mind, and try to find out everything."
Ankesen: "Yes." What could a storybook possibly reveal? And something new?
He'll find out when he goes to take a look.
Zhao Delin helped Di Junlan put on his imperial robes. "Your Majesty, I heard that the Regent is coming to court today."
"Yes, I grant your permission."
Zhao Delin's eyes held an "I knew it" look; His Majesty was plotting something against the Regent.
He only dared to hand it over after reading the storybook, because if the storybook contained treasonous content, and His Majesty became angry, his life would be in danger.
I never imagined that His Majesty disliked women but favored the Regent...
I hope the Regent also likes His Majesty, otherwise His Majesty's first love will end in failure.
"His Majesty has arrived!!!"
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
Murong Jin sat in a wheelchair, watching the person entering from a distance. He was dressed in a dark and crimson imperial robe and had a tall and strong figure.
To be honest, Di Junlan is very handsome.
If she wants to find a man, she will most likely look for this type.
As for Di Junlan, he was never within her range of potential partners, because a regent and an emperor could never be together.
Suspicion and distrust are common among those in positions of power, but taboo for couples...
With a flick of his sleeve, Di Junlan sat down in the seat that everyone wanted to take.
Zhao Delin's voice rang out, loud and clear: "Attend court."
Everyone began to offer their advice and raise issues.
Murong Jin remained silent, listening quietly to their discussion, most of which concerned important issues that one person could not resolve alone.
It seems that the new system promulgated by Emperor Junlan a few days ago has prompted many ministers to seriously address the issues.
If the problem cannot be solved, then the only option is to resign and return to one's hometown. Your Majesty has no need for useless officials.
A faint smile lingered in Murong Jin's eyes; this silent threat was the best solution.
Emperor Junlan's gaze fell on Murong Jin below. Today, Murong Jin was wearing a court robe with a four-clawed black python pattern. Her hair was not tied up, but instead had a ponytail with black hair draped over her back. Her eyes were indifferent, and her gaze seemed to be looking somewhere, somewhat empty.
Murong Jin simply smelled a faint aroma of meat, and this aroma was coming from among the ministers.
Who dares to bring food to court?
She will also bring food to court tomorrow. Since Emperor Junlan will be discussing things with them, she is just an ornament. She can also act as a suppressive force when someone refutes or questions Emperor Junlan.
The meat smells delicious.
This was the first time she had ever smelled this aroma; it must taste delicious.
Emperor Junlan noticed Murong Jin's absent-minded appearance and felt a little puzzled, but since he was still in court, he didn't ask him directly.
After the court session, Murong Jin was pushed by Yi Er and finally came to the side of a civil official.
When the civil official saw Murong Jin, his palms were sweating. "Your subject greets the Regent."
"Lord Wen, there's no need for such formalities. I've come to see you to ask about something..."
Before he could finish speaking, Minister Wen immediately interjected, "Your Majesty, I will speak frankly and without reservation. Please ask, Your Majesty."
"I would like to ask what you ate this morning."
Upon hearing this, Lord Wen exclaimed in bewilderment, "You mean, you're asking what I ate this morning?"
Sitting in her wheelchair, Murong Jin looked at the nervous man and said, "After all, Lord Wen still has some food on him, doesn't he?"
Lord Wen immediately knelt down, his voice filled with fear, "I got up late tonight, I didn't mean to bring food to court..."
Bringing food to the imperial palace is a great disrespect.
Murong Jin: "It's not that I'm blaming you, it's just that I think this tastes pretty good and I'd like to know which restaurant it's from."
Upon hearing this, Lord Wen immediately replied, "It's from the steamed bun shop in the east of the city."
"Thank you, but next time we should try not to let His Majesty find out."
Lord Wen: "Yes, yes, thank you, Regent."
Even if we can't finish our food, we should throw it into the dog bowls on the street.
After Murong Jin left, Lord Wen breathed a sigh of relief. He then thought that the Regent seemed quite easy to talk to. Why were there rumors that the Regent was tyrannical and cruel?
Rumors really do mislead people.
As soon as Murong Jin left outside the Golden Palace, he heard Zhao Delin's voice, "Oh, Regent, wait for me."
Yi Er stopped, and Murong Jin looked at the panting man, "What is it, Eunuch Zhao? Could it be that His Majesty wants to see me?"
Zhao Delin stood there and said, "I have met the Regent before. His Majesty is indeed looking for the Prince."
Upon hearing this, Murong Jin smiled enigmatically. "Yi Er, go to the Imperial Study."
Yi Er: "Yes, Eunuch Zhao, please lead the way."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Delin said, "Okay, okay, come with us."
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