211 Courtier Supervision

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"Those who have practiced this are different!"

"The energy on my legs and waist!"

"hey-hey!"

In the early morning, shortly after dawn, Zhu Yunxi held his hands on his lower back and slowly walked towards the old man's palace.

I can't help but recall the madness last night. That Tang Fatty is a wild horse, and I really can't tame it unless I show my true ability.

Different flavors and long aftertaste. Unlike other concubines of the East Palace, Tang Pang'er has a bit more free and easy wildness.

Just like eating fish, wild ones are better than those in ponds. The same is true for women.

Gradually, the old man's bedroom is approaching. The old man has been a typical head of family in his life. He has never stayed in bed in his life, and this habit has been imposed on his children and grandchildren.

Eat at sunrise and rest at sunset, eat two meals a day, even the emperor followed the ancient rules of life.

"Sand! Sand! Sand!"

The sound of the broom sweeping on the bluestone slabs, and the eunuch who was clearing the way finally made a screeching sound and stopped abruptly. Then, the lowest-ranking palace servants turned to stone, lowered their heads slightly, turned around and stood facing the palace wall.

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Ordinary people are not qualified to see the emperor and prince, even to kneel to them.

The early winter wind was a bit cold, and there were a few belated fallen leaves stuck to the gaps between the stone slabs.

Zhu Yunxi walked outside the old man's palace and asked Pu Bucheng who came to greet him, "Is Grandpa Huang awake?"

"Back to Your Highness, the Emperor is awake and is being groomed by Concubine Hui!" Pu Bucheng said.

"Did the old man sleep well last night?" Zhu Yunxi continued to ask.

"I woke up twice in the middle of the night, but everything else is fine!" Pu Bucheng looked around and whispered, "Maybe it's because the weather is cold, and the emperor's cough is getting worse!"

"In a moment, let the people from the Taiyuan Hospital come into the palace to take a look. Don't delay!" Zhu Yunxi ordered, walked outside the old man's palace, and said loudly, "Grandfather, the grandson is here!"

Inside, the old man's voice came out, "Didn't I tell you that you don't have to come over?"

Traditional Han family etiquette, whether it is a Tian family or an ordinary family. Before getting up early and going to bed, children and grandchildren must greet their elders outside their houses and ask for their welfare.

"But come and take a look, my grandson is always worried!"

"Hey, what are you worried about? Our old bones won't die for a while!" As he said, the old man continued in the room, "You don't have to look at it, we are all fine, let's go and get busy with political affairs!

You are now the supervisor of the country, and the burden of the Ming Dynasty's billions of people and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains is all on you, so you must not slack off!"

"My grandson, please remember the teachings of Grandpa Huang!"

Zhu Yunxi was slightly confused. If in the past, the old man would let him in, and then the grandfather and grandson would have breakfast together and tell some jokes. Why, today, the old man seemed to be trying to drive him away.

"Go, go!" the old man said from inside.

"Yes!" Zhu Yunxi bowed in response, turned and left.

In the bedroom, the old man was wrapped in quilt and leaning weakly on the bedside. Beside him, Concubine Guo Hui was kneeling and holding hot tea, her eyes full of anxiety and heartache.

On the ground, there was a shocking touch of red on a white handkerchief.

"Leaving?" the old man asked softly.

Concubine Guo Hui hurriedly went to the door to take a look, then came back and said, "Your Majesty, His Highness has left!"

"Well! Cough! Cough! Cough!!" The old man suddenly coughed violently, and his chest rose and fell with the uncontrollable coughing.

"Your Majesty, please teach the imperial doctor!" Concubine Guo Hui cried.

"It's okay!" The old man suppressed his cough, picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Then he stopped Guo Huifei and said coldly, "No one is allowed to say anything!"

"Don't you care about your body so much? If you are sick, just see the doctor!" Guo Huifei knelt down and said, "You are coughing up blood. This is not a trivial matter!"

"It's okay if we say it's okay. We know our own body!" the old man said angrily, "Isn't it just a little blood? What's the point?" He said, sighing, "So many state affairs are weighing on our eldest grandson, we

Can’t distract him anymore!”

"It would be even more worrying if you were really good and evil!" Concubine Guo Hui advised, "Your Majesty, you don't want His Highness to know for fear that he will be distracted. I understand. But if you are really seriously ill, what will happen to the whole family?

That's good!" He said, gently rubbing the old man's leg, "How about I send the imperial doctor to come in and show it to you quietly without making any announcement or letting others know!"

"People are worthless when they get old, they become a fucking burden!" The old man smiled bitterly, "Okay, it's up to you. When you ask the imperial doctor to come in, ask the court officials to stay away, and no other people are allowed to be present. In our pharmacy, the medical records are even more

No words can be exposed!"

What is the old man worried about? Why is he so careful when seeing a doctor?

Guo Huifei was puzzled, but she didn't dare to ask, so she could only agree repeatedly.

"Don't think about things you shouldn't!" The old man seemed to see the other party's doubts and said, "We just don't want outsiders to look at us and look sick!" As he said this, he looked out the window and said meaningfully.

Said, "Winter is coming, we can't bother anymore!"

Returning to the Jingren Hall of the East Palace, Zhu Yunxi's breakfast had not yet been laid out.

Several Hanlin scholars and court officials filed in, holding thick memorials. After a while, the Imperial Palace was overwhelmed by piles of memorials.

After putting down the memorial, the Hanlin bachelors and others bowed and stepped aside, each performing their duties. There were preparation rooms, records of the emperor's grandson's daily life, and attendants standing by ready to convey messages at any time.

Different from the previous alienation from government affairs, the emperor's grandson at that time was more interested in learning how to handle government affairs. But now, the supervisor of the country is responsible for all major matters and minor matters, and has the power to make decisions independently.

"Your Highness, please enjoy your meal!"

On Zhu Yunxi's Kang table, breakfast was laid out, and Wang Sha said softly.

"Oh, let's leave it for now!" Zhu Yunxi's eyes fell on those memorials and he asked, "How many memorials are there in total?"

Today, the Hanlin bachelor on duty happens to be Huang Zicheng, the lecturer of the East Palace. This famous historical figure was regarded as a confidant by Emperor Jian. Because Zhu Yunxi didn't like to talk too much and paid more attention to practical results, he was still the Hanlin in charge of drafting the document and could not

Participate in military affairs.

Not to mention, he has the power to handle some government affairs.

For scholars, Zhu Yunxi can be used, but he will not give great power. Countless lessons in history tell him that it is not advisable to rule the country by men or by military men.

Huang Zicheng bowed slightly and said, "Back to Your Highness, here are one thousand and ten memorials!" After saying that, he paused and said, "Actually, there were not so many. The emperor has been ill these days, so it was delayed for almost a day.

!”

God, there are more than a thousand pieces! Zhu Yunxi secretly pondered.

In the past, in the East Palace, just a hundred memorials were enough to give him a headache.

More than a thousand pieces have been squeezed. If not, let’s do a rough calculation. As an emperor, the old man has to read more than two hundred memorials every day.

Even if they are all irrelevant greetings, I can't finish them all in a while.

Huang Zicheng added, "This is only a small part. There are still 3,391 state affairs waiting for His Highness to make a decision!"

Zhu Yunxi was immediately speechless.

On weekdays, the old man reads two hundred memorials and handles more than four hundred political affairs a day? How does he do it? Moreover, if he grits his teeth for a day or two, it is not impossible for him to survive. He does this every year, every day.

Even all memorials and state affairs that day were not allowed to be delayed overnight.

"In terms of diligence, who can be more diligent than the old man!" Zhu Yunxi thought to himself.

After the abolition of the Ministry of Education, the imperial power reached its peak starting from the old man. But behind the absolute power, there is relative responsibility.

Now, Zhu Yunxi realized the meaning of the old man's saying that thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are pressing on your shoulders.

Zhu Yunxi walked to the imperial desk and picked up a book at random.

"My minister, I am reporting on the affairs of agriculture and mulberry farming in Jiangxi. According to your Majesty's decree, wherever the fields can grow mulberries, they will grow mulberries, and if they can grow fruits, they will grow fruits. People's homes must have dogs in front of them and hogs in the back!"

Open another book, Ningbo Shipping Department.

"Today, the traffic of Japanese ships has increased, and the demand for raw silk is very large. Your Majesty once said that the Japanese have no virtue, and there is no education. Therefore, I would like to inform your majesty whether the things the Japanese want are bought or sold. In addition, the Japanese merchant ships,

It is up to His Majesty to decide whether we will be allowed to dock ashore or not!"

Ningbo was one of the few ports designated by the old man to be open to the outside world, and was specifically responsible for commercial exchanges with the Japanese country.

In fact, local officials can handle such matters on their own without having to report them.

Seeing the pile of memorials, Zhu Yunxi cried bitterly.

“From now on, I won’t have time to spare any time!”

Thinking about it, he suddenly felt a little surprised, "How does the old man deal with so many government affairs? Forget it, how does he find time to do other things?"

While I was thinking, I heard footsteps coming from outside the hall.

The bachelors from Wuying Palace, Yuan Pavilion, and Huagai Palace came in respectfully under the leadership of Shushe Liu Sanwu.

"I'm waiting, please pay homage to His Highness the Grand Sun!"

Zhu Yunxi turned around and said in surprise, "Didn't I ask you to come?"

Most of these ministers were gray-haired veterans. Fang Xiaoru, who was standing in the second row, said, "I have been ordered to come to see His Highness handle government affairs!"

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