Choosing three, Jiang Beiran put down the memorial and looked to the side: "Qi Fu, go and send Zhang Jin to me."

"According to the decree."

After Shen Qifu finished speaking, he immediately left the Jingxin Hall and went on errands.

Taking out a new memorial and opening it, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

Jiang Beiran once thought that the emperor stayed up all night correcting memorials because government affairs were important, so he had to finish them quickly.

But when he corrected the memorials himself, he realized that these memorials were even better than those in the post forums such as [Sign in], [Lanzhou Shaobing] and [Pass by and give a thumbs up].

One of the memorials that annoyed Jiang Beiran the most was.

Zhujin of a certain place ordered: [Your Majesty, how are you?]

Zhang Zheng from somewhere: [Your Majesty, how are you? 】

City Supervisor of a certain place: [Your Majesty, how are you? 】

'I'm so sorry for you...'

And according to what Taifu Shu said, these memorials must be returned with a polite "I'm fine", otherwise they should reply with something else, or ask them not to submit such boring memorials in the future, which will easily scare those people. Officials, so that they are in a state of panic all day long and have no intention of governing.

But Jiang Beiran doesn't care about this. He has no psychological quality and is just your official. So whenever he sees this kind of memorial, Jiang Beiran will tell them not to present such nonsense again.

And I also like to be a weather reporter.

Supervisor XX: Your Majesty, this is the weather conditions in Yongli County and other places.

It’s sunny on the first day of the lunar month, it’s rainy on the second day of the lunar month, it’s rainy on the third day of the lunar month…

Then I really wrote down the weather conditions for a month.

Jiang Beiran really doesn't understand what kind of rewards there are for this? If you have a rain disaster or a drought, just say no.

In addition to this kind of pure "water post"-like memorial that made Jiang Beiran angry, Jiang Beiran was also disgusted by the thousands of words written about the rainbow fart.

Because all the memorials must start with two sentences about the dragon's fart, such as Qianqiu Shengshou, Longevity without Borders, Longevity and Tianqi, etc. There is always a set first, and then some sentences of praise are added, and there are only a few eloquent ones. One hundred words have passed.

But I'm afraid that after reading these rainbow farts, there won't be any real content at all, and it's just a waste of time.

Usually after reading this kind of memorial, Jiang Beiran's first feeling is, 'I'll kill your horse...'

Now, although he has told officials from all over the country not to submit such memorials anymore, there are still some who are far away and have not received the news, or who think that they are not good enough in taking pictures of their dragon farts, and those who have angered the emperor are still submitting them. This kind of memorial.

For example, the article in front of Jiang Beiran is this.

[The emperor has issued a decree of grace, and the slaves are extremely grateful. It is difficult to accept it. The emperor's favor is so great that no matter how I express it, I cannot express my gratitude. I admire the kindness of Emperor He Sheng Zuren, which is higher than the sky and deeper than the earth. ,Entong Reconstruction...]

Seeing this, Jiang Beiran felt something was wrong. After reading the memorial at a glance, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Good guy..."

This memorial was actually to thank him for the memorial that forbade officials from submitting such flattery, and then he used flattery to express that he would not flatter him again in the future.

'Very good... Da Sinong, right? I'll treat you as a model next time.'

Jiang Beiran threw the memorial aside and picked up a new volume.

Half an hour later, Shen Qifu ran back to Jingxin Hall, knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, Zhang Lushu is waiting outside."

"Pass it in."

"According to the decree."

"The summons orders Zhang Jin to enter the palace!"

Following Shen Qifu's summons, a minister walked into the Jingxin Hall, knelt down and saluted, saying: "The humble minister Zhang Jin bows to your majesty, long live my emperor."

"Take off your official uniform." Jiang Beiran said without raising his head.

Zhang Jin was stunned, a little confused, and looked up at the emperor and then at his father-in-law next to him, but no one told him the reason.

"I don't know what Weichen did to make him angry..."

"Do you want me to say it a second time?" Jiang Beiran put down the memorial and looked at Zhang Jin and asked.

"Wei Chen... obey the order."

After Zhang Jin finished speaking, he stood up and began to take off his official uniform. Although he was very angry in his heart, he did not dare to show it on his face.

When Zhang Jin took off his official uniform, Jiang Beiran glanced at him and said, "Keep taking it off."

Zhang Jin was startled again, but this time he didn't dare to say anything and took off the cotton clothes underneath.

It wasn't until Zhang Jin was stripped down to just a single piece of clothing that Jiang Beiran said, "Shougui."

"I'm here," Wang Shougui, who was next to him, immediately responded.

"Go and open the palace doors, open them all."

"According to the decree."

Without any doubt, Wang Shougui immediately opened all the doors of the Jingxin Hall.

"Hu~hu~"

One after another, the cold wind blew into the house in an instant. The golden body was mortal, and he was middle-aged. How could he withstand such cold without wearing a winter coat, and he soon curled up and shivered. stand up.

"A sneeze!"

When Zhang Jin sneezed for the first time, Jiang Beiran raised his head again and said, "Are you cold?"

"Cold..." Zhang Jin replied with trembling lips.

Throwing the memorial that had just been placed beside him in front of Zhang Jin, Jiang Beiran shouted: "In the memorial you submitted, it is written that you hope to slow down the cotton wool incident in Zhangyun County. That's good, as long as you can kneel down to me like this." When I go to court tomorrow, I will grant your request!"

Zhang Jin's eyes widened suddenly, and he kowtowed: "Your Majesty, this is not what Wei Chen wants. In fact, Wei Chen can't find so much cotton wool to supply the people at the moment."

"Can't find it? If someone else can complete this task, how would you like it?"

"Wei Chen... I know I was wrong."

"I'll give you seven days. If you can't raise the cotton wool, next time it won't be as simple as kneeling here and blowing the air. Get out!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I will take my leave."

In Zhang Jin's memorial just now, it can be said that his words were quite sincere, and he had various difficulties in expressing himself. If the system hadn't prompted him, Jiang Beiran would have almost believed him.

'These dog officials have no ability and will cry about poverty all day long. What's the use of these wastes!'

With a sigh in his heart, Jiang Beiran looked at Wang Shougui and said, "Close the door."

"According to the decree."

When the wind gradually subsided, Jiang Beiran thought for a moment and continued to review the memorial just now.

"emperor."

Just when Jiang Beiran had just finished reviewing a memorial and put it on the table, Mu Yao came over and said a blessing to Jiang Beiran and shouted.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Beiran raised his eyes and asked.

"I... am not, slave... slave..."

"If you don't want to call yourself a slave, don't force yourself. If you have anything to say, just say it."

After spending this time together, Mu Yao's pride has been worn away a lot. In addition to refusing to call herself a slave, she can also do other things that a palace maid should do.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Mu Yao saluted Jiang Beiran and continued: "I have read a lot of books in the past few days, but the more I read, the more confused I become."

"so what?"

"When the Emperor and the Tutor study together tomorrow...can you allow me to participate?"

After glaring at Mu Yao, Jiang Beiran said with a stern face: "Did I give you too many privileges and make you get carried away?"

Seeing Jiang Beiran's face becoming gloomy as soon as he said it became gloomy, Mu Yao lowered her head in fear.

"Since you have read so many books, let me ask you, what is a Tai Tu?"

Mu Yao replied: "One of the three princes, the emperor's teacher."

"Then are you the emperor?"

"Can……"

"But what?"

Hearing Jiang Beiran raise his voice, Mu Yao was instantly frightened.

"It's nothing, I know I was wrong."

"Don't let it happen again. Just step back."

After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he was about to continue reading the memorial, but found that Mu Yao was still standing in front of him.

"What else?"

Mu Yao clenched her hands and kept thinking in her heart: "He can't beat me, he can't beat me, he can't beat me..."

Then he raised his head and looked directly at Jiang Beiran, but when he saw Jiang Beiran's somewhat impatient expression, he broke through in a second and lowered his head again.

'Really! Why! Recently I have become less and less able to talk to him on an equal footing. I must have been afraid that he would use Big Daddy to pressure me! So I really treat him as Big Daddy, right! It's all Big Daddy's fault!'
To be continued...