Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 3 Please cut down the clan!
Supervising the country?

Zhu Xiongying was taken aback, what a joke!
Whoever likes to do this kind of exhausting work.

Back then, in order to regain power, Lao Zhu deliberately set a trap for Hu Weiyong and abolished the prime minister system that had been passed down for thousands of years. Now that the cabinet system has not been established these days, he has to do everything by himself.

Lao Zhu chopped wheat in the field when he was a child, and he cut people on the battlefield when he grew up.

But not everyone is Lao Zhu.

Zhu Xiongying even once suspected that Zhu Biao's body was exhausted from helping Lao Zhu to critique papers.

Besides, I have to be busy cultivating immortals every day, so I don't have the time to critique papers.

After the Xuanzhi eunuch finished reading, he quickly bowed to help Zhu Xiongying up, smiled and congratulated.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness Taisun for leading the post of supervisor."

No matter what dynasty or generation, if any prince or grandson can become a supervisor of the country during the Taiping period, it will be a great thing worth setting up a three-day banquet.

For example, the second child of Zhu Di's family in the original historical trajectory, dreamed of becoming a prisoner.

"Congratulations ass."

Zhu Xiongying glanced at the Xuanzhi eunuch, the eunuch's heart trembled in shock, he quickly put away his smile, and he was also thinking about what the grandson of the emperor did, and he was not happy to be a prisoner.

"It's all gone, go back to sleep."

Zhu Xiongying glanced at the concubine who was kneeling on the ground behind him, frowning and was about to leave, he had stayed up all night cultivating immortals, he would be very sleepy.

"Your Highness, Your Highness."

Seeing this, the Xuanzhi eunuch hurried to catch up.

"The courtiers are all waiting for His Highness to deal with the government affairs in the Wenhua Palace..."

Before the old eunuch could finish his sentence, a pair of panda eyes gave him a fierce stare.

Go to court?Last hammer!
Zhu Xiongying's life as a worker in her previous life told her that there is always something to do when there is something to do in a meeting, and it is always okay to have a meeting when there is nothing to do.

"Let them disperse, and hand over the notebook if there is something to do."

"Wen Yun, Wen Yu, you go back to your room with you alone."

Among the concubines, two gentle-looking twins, smiling sweetly, took Zhu Xiongying from left to right under the envious eyes of other concubines, leaving only the old eunuch Xuanzhi messy in the cold wind in the early morning.

………………

Wenhua Hall.

Hundreds of officials are divided into civil and military ranks in the hall. Everyone looks very serious, but in fact, if you look closely at the eyes, they are all thieves.

The edict of the emperor's grandson to supervise the country had already been read out in the palace quarter of an hour ago, and it was announced to the world at the same time.

The most exciting thing is Lan Yu and the Huaixi generals behind him. After all, in terms of relatives, Lan Yu is Zhu Xiongying's uncle.

Those with ugly faces are those civil servants who worry about the country and the people.

From their point of view, although Lao Zhu has a hot temper and a bad temper, he always does things, but His Royal Highness, the emperor's grandson, has done nothing but cultivate immortals and ask questions for more than ten years.

How does this preside over the government?
If life is random, what should I do?
At this moment, the old eunuch who was going to the emperor's grandson's mansion to announce the decree entered the palace step by step, and all the civil and military officials' eyes were focused on him, and the old eunuch's scalp felt numb for a while.

"Where's His Royal Highness?"

Ru Yu, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, spoke hastily.

Lao Zhu abolished the prime minister system, and now there is no such thing as the chief minister of the cabinet, so the head of the hundred officials is naturally the official minister who is known as the heavenly official.

The old eunuch smiled dryly, then walked quickly to the front of the officials, turned around and coughed, and said in a high-pitched voice.

"Emperor Taisun's decree, all officials retire from the court, and if there is something to do, it can be delivered to the Emperor Taisun's mansion."

As soon as these words came out, all the officials were in an uproar.

On the first day of the decree to supervise the country, you will not go to court. Where will you put the princes of the court, where will the country and society be placed, and where will the great tomorrow be placed? !

Every courtier who walked out of the Wenhua Palace showed concern for the country and the people.

Every courtier who walked out of the Wenhua Palace was filled with tears in his heart.

Finally, I don't have to carry the coffin to work every day.

But what should be done is still to be done. More than a dozen department leaders including the Six Ministries, the Five Temples, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate teamed up to go to the Emperor Taisun's Mansion. Now the Emperor Taisun supervises the country. Without the order of the Taisun, they can't do things.

On the way to Taisun's Mansion, everyone's expressions were very happy and relaxed, and they even almost hummed a happy tune.

From their point of view, His Royal Highness only knows how to practice Taoism and seek longevity, and doesn't understand state affairs at all, and they will have the final say when they meet and discuss matters.

For the first time since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, these important ministers felt that they were 'powerful'.

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Emperor Taisun Mansion.

Zhu Xiongying, who had just slept for an hour, was leaning on the sofa chair in the Hall of Eternal Life with dark circles under his eyes. This sofa chair was handmade by him. of goose feathers.

He made three such sofa chairs and gave one to Lao Zhu and A Biao respectively.

"Say."

Glancing at the dozen or so old men standing in front of him, Zhu Xiongying was very upset.

I stayed up all night cultivating immortals, and finally managed to sleep for a while, and these old men insisted on seeing me.

Cabinet, cabinet, must have a cabinet.

Prison a country of hammers, too affect the cultivation of immortals.

"Your Highness, there has been no rain in the capital for three months, and spring plowing is just around the corner. I would like to ask Your Highness to order water to be brought into Beijing from surrounding areas for spring plowing."

Among the crowd, a majestic old man came out, Hubu Shangshu Yuxin.

Zhu Xiongying frowned.

Carrying water around?

The manpower and material resources spent, as well as the loss during transportation, are all astronomical figures, and doing so can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Moreover, is this necessary?

Sitting in front of you is an emperor's grandson who can call the wind and call the rain, transporting water ass, and look down on me, Grand Master Xiongying?

"It will rain today."

Zhu Xiongying dismissed with a word, Yu Xin paused, wanted to say more, but held back.

"By the way, I'm here to ask you, is there a Xia Yuanji in the household department?"

Zhu Xiongying thought of Zhu's fourth sentence "Xia Yuanji loves me", and was a little curious about this person.

"Return to Your Highness, Xia Yuanji is currently the head of the household department."

"Well, next one."

Zhu Xiongying passed a word lightly, and wrote it down in his heart.

"Your Highness, I have a book to play!"

A thin middle-aged goatee stood out.

"Who are you?"

Zhu Xiongying glanced coldly, this person looked like a malnourished starving ghost, thinking that although Lao Zhu paid officials very low salaries, he was wearing scarlet robes, so he could still eat well get up?
What's more, if you have the book, you have the book, why are you shouting so loudly?

The room is so big, who can't hear it?
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and his face immediately turned red. As the Minister of Taichang Temple, he was also a third-rank high-ranking official in scarlet robes. He was also a student in the East Palace for a while, but the grandson of the emperor did not know him.

"The minister is Huang Zicheng, Minister of Taichang Temple."

"Oh."

"It is you."

A term popped up in Zhu Xiongying's mind, Jianwen Sansan.

According to the original historical trajectory, this guy kept urging Zhu Yunqi to violently demolish the vassal kings, and kept recommending Li Jinglong, the idiot god of war, to lead his troops to rehabilitate. No one suspects ghosts.

"Tell me, what's the matter."

Zhu Xiongying yawned, he was too sleepy.

Huang Zicheng saluted respectfully, took a deep breath, and sank the breath into his dantian.

"Your Highness, please cut down the feudal clan!"

After the words closed, the entire Hall of Eternal Life fell silent, and everyone else's brows twitched, and the eyes secretly looking at Huang Zicheng were like seeing a ghost.

Dude, the grandson of the emperor is only the supervisor of the country now, and the old emperor has not ascended to heaven yet!

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