Zhang Yi and Xiao Liu came to the palace, and their father was still sleeping. Zhang Yi asked Xiao Liu to stay with him while he went to handle official duties. There were still a lot of things waiting for him.
In Zhang Yi's study, hundreds of memorials from all over the kingdom are piled up. Xiaolong and Xiao Han are waiting for him here, as Zhang Yi has told them.
He sat behind the desk and was in a daze for a while. What is easy about the king's job? There are endless official duties to deal with every day.
He casually picked up a memorial, which contained hundreds of words, all of which were compliments to the king and the chief minister. It was empty and empty, so Zhang Yi threw it aside.
"Good paper and time are just wasted by that bunch of bureaucrats," Zhang Yi said angrily, "Xiaolong, help me draw up an order. It is strictly forbidden to say empty words and lies in the future. If you have something to say, don't just add up the number of words.
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"Okay, Brother Yi." Xiaolong nodded. He moved a chair close to the desk, picked up the brush and wrote it in one go, then handed it to Zhang Yi for review.
Beautiful handwriting, rigorous wording, and clear instructions. Looking at this order, Zhang Yi couldn't help but smile. He picked up the chief minister's seal and stamped a big seal, then summoned the clerk waiting outside the door and took it to transcribe hundreds of orders.
The copies were sent to officials in various departments and regions of the kingdom.
"Thanks to you, otherwise I would have gone crazy." Zhang Yi said to the two brothers. He rarely complains or complains, but today he suddenly became a little anxious.
Xiaolong and Xiao Han understand that official duties are piling up, but the reality is far more severe than these.
"Even if the memorial is empty, it still has its role. It is a bond between the king and his subjects. Wu Rui mastered this bond and took control of the political power." Xiaolong said.
"I know, Xiaolong, we must change this situation," Zhang Yi knew very well, "I will decentralize power to various departments. In this way, I only need to listen to reports from a dozen people every day."
"This takes time, Brother Yi. Before that, you still have to review the memorial in person." Xiao Han said, "Especially in the current turbulent situation, seeing your reply will make those local officials feel at ease.
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"Well, that makes sense." Zhang Yi nodded and admitted.
Even an empty talk has a special meaning. Those local officials can understand the situation of the chief minister and use it to judge the chief minister's attitude toward them.
So Zhang Yi asked Xiaolong and Xiao Han to help read the memorials. He wrote a reply and the three of them cooperated. It took more than four hours to process hundreds of memorials.
So tired.
The three of them were panting, more tired than after fighting for a day.
The waiter brought tea and cakes, and the three of them had a meal to catch their breath.
However, this is a memorial that has been backlogged for several days. If it is processed every day, Zhang Yi can complete the approval in about two hours.
Every memorial requires thinking. Many officials are lazy and just raise the issue directly to the chief assistant for ruling. The administration of officials must be reformed, otherwise Zhang Yi will be put down.
Only now do I realize how diligent and wise the wise kings of ancient times were.
"Come on, let's go for a ride on horseback."
Zhang Yi got up and took Xiaolong and Xiao Han to the Guanyin Tower on horseback.
Tens of thousands of people are building the mausoleum day and night. Of course, it is claimed to be a military fortress guarding Chang'an.
The three of them came to the top of the mountain and looked at Chang'an City.
This is a great city with a great king living in it.
King Liu Kai.
He single-handedly created a vast kingdom, ended the fragmented feudal war situation, and brought together the major families that were attacking each other. Therefore, despite all these problems, they are nothing compared to his great achievements.
What.
Now, he is Zhang Yi's father.
Standing in the strong wind, looking at the dilapidated palace that had been devastated by the war, and thinking of his father lying dying on the hospital bed, Zhang Yi's tears flowed down uncontrollably.
This is the reason for his sadness.
Xiaolong and Xiao Han stood silently at his left and right sides, both feeling heartbroken.
Only in this deserted place can Yi Ge release the grief in his heart.
He endured his grief, held two meetings today, and approved hundreds of memorials. His sworn brother is already sensible and strong enough, incomparable to others.
After shedding many tears, Zhang Yi calmed down.
"Xiaolong, you know how to use silver needle herbs to treat diseases, but you have never asked about the king's condition." Zhang Yi said.
Such words are sensitive and cannot be said to be blaming Xiaolong, because the best physician in the kingdom has been taking care of the king, but Zhang Yi wants to hear an explanation from Xiaolong.
"Brother Yi, don't blame me..." Xiaolong sighed, "From the moment I came to Chang'an to see the king, I knew that his illness was incurable and could only be maintained. The king is a determined person.
He has been insisting. What I can do is not as good as what the imperial doctor can do..."
"I understand, I don't blame you..." Zhang Yi nodded. He actually knew that Xiaolong didn't say anything because he didn't have the power to recover.
"Then, how long will it take..." Zhang Yi asked sadly.
"It can take as long as ten days and a half month, or as short as five or six days." Xiaolong didn't want to tell this cruel fact, but he had this judgment.
In an instant, Zhang Yi collapsed on the ground, looking at Chang'an dreamily. His heart ached unbearably, and the scenery in his eyes became dim and eclipsed.
Xiao Han hurriedly hugged his adopted brother and beat his back to prevent him from being breathless.
Xiaolong took away Xiao Han's hand and gently tapped Zhang Yi's acupuncture points to prevent him from fainting.
After Xiaolong and Xiao Han's persuasion, Zhang Yi finally regained his breath, let out a long sigh, and gradually regained his senses.
The three brothers sat side by side for a long time, looking at Chang'an silently.
"Xiaohan, how long will it take for the Guanyin Tower to be repaired?" Zhang Yi said in a hoarse voice.
"The mausoleum can be built by surprise within a few days, and the subsequent construction will continue." Xiao Han replied.
"Xiao Liu has a wish. She wants her parents to get together." Zhang Yi said sadly.
"We can move her mother's coffin from Xianyang and place it here in advance." Xiao Han nodded.
"This matter can only be done by us brothers." Xiaolong said, "Brother Yi, you must accompany Xiaoliu well these days and comfort her. The king has told you to keep this secret and not to mourn."
Zhang Yi nodded sadly.
He has no intention of doing anything else now. If his father's health had been stable, he would have led the army to the north. But his father was about to pass away and the kingdom was in turmoil. This army could only stay in Chang'an City temporarily to maintain stability.
Who knows whether the absconding Wu Rui and his son will cause trouble again?
In short, the news of the father's death must not be leaked, otherwise the people of Little China will come back and Great China will take the opportunity to invade the Mopan City area and attack the kingdom.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yi forced himself to cheer up. His father entrusted Xiaoliu to him and passed on the kingdom to him. He could not let his father down!