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Chapter 1 Chen!Xiao Han, please compile a brief summary of the Hongwu Code!
In the autumn of the third year of Hongwu.

Outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"Xuan!"

"Marquis Suning! Xiao Han, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites! Come to the palace to see your majesty!"

Under the noon sun, accompanied by the eunuch singing, a figure slowly walked up under the steps.

This man was only in his 20s, but he was already wearing a scarlet robe. His handsome face had a strong bookish air, and in addition to the scarlet robe that could only be worn by officials of the third rank or above, he was wearing a scarlet robe. He was a handsome man.

Seeing this man approaching, Wang Jinghong, the eunuch who often accompanied Zhu Yuanzhang, couldn't help but smile.

"Xiao Hou, the emperor has announced to you."

"Please."

"Trouble your father-in-law."

Xiao Han smiled and nodded, stepped forward and cupped his hands.

Immediately, Xiao Han followed Wang Jinghong and walked towards the palace gate in front.

"Your Majesty was having lunch. When he heard that you were coming, he wanted to see you even when he was eating. He didn't even notice you. This holy family is really envious of you."

Wang Jinghong seemed to be chatting and said with a smile.

"It's really important, so I had no choice but to come to see the superior when the memorial was just finished."

Xiao Han also answered with a smile.

As he spoke, he took out a memorial and said, "Look, the ink has just dried."

"Xiao Hou concentrates on state affairs and is really the backbone of our Ming Dynasty."

"Elder-in-law's praise."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the side hall of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Wang Jinghong apologized and walked in quickly.

Xiao Han was waiting for the summons at the entrance of the palace.

However, after a while, the voice that was waiting was not Wang Jinghong's.

It was a somewhat vague and energetic voice.

"Xiao Han is here? Come in."

"Yes."

Xiao Han bowed his head in response, and then stepped into the side hall.

This side hall is not very big. There is a round table in the middle with several seasonal vegetables and a huge fat chicken on it.

A man with a square and majestic face wearing a loose green linen robe was sitting next to the table, biting a half-laid steamed bun with a chicken leg in one hand and the other.

This is none other than the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was named Hongwu!

Xiao Han took a few steps forward, gathered his sleeves, and bent his knees.

"Xiao Han, see you"

"Okay, okay, there are no outsiders, come and sit."

Before his knees even bent, the impatient voice of the Great Tomorrow could be heard.

Xiao Han raised his head and saw Zhu Yuanzhang pointing to the position opposite him.

"Yes."

As Xiao Han said that, he knelt down and then stood up.

"You kid, you have too many vulgar etiquette."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and cursed, but his eyes showed satisfaction.

He is indeed one of the most intelligent people in the world. He knows exactly what to do and how to do it.

"Now that I am the Minister of Rites, if I don't even have the courtesy of a monarch and a minister, I will really be a corpse."

Xiao Han stepped forward, thanked him again, and then sat down on the low stool.

"just you?"

"In the past, we compared Kong Ming to Shan Chang, and Xun Yu to compare Qing."

"But Xiao Han and Xiao Fengxue don't recognize you. Instead, they compare themselves to Jia Xu and Cheng Yu."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the youngest scarlet-robed minister of the Ming Dynasty across from him with disdain, and said jokingly: "Now we are talking about etiquette?"

"I was young and frivolous in the past."

Xiao Han looked slightly embarrassed and said.

"Stop talking nonsense, you are only in your twenties now."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, picked up another steamed bun and stuffed it into Xiao Han, and said, "You probably haven't eaten either, so we order you to talk while eating and stop talking about nonsense, do you understand?"

"According to the order."

Xiao Han agreed with a smile, then relaxed and broke off another chicken thigh.

"Hey, are you so rude?"

Zhu Yuanzhang became anxious when he saw it, grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, rinsed it, and when it came out, there was only a bare bone left.

"We only eat chicken once every three days, and all we have is these two legs!"

Listening to Zhu Yuanzhang's mumbling voice, Xiao Han said with a smile: "The superior is now rich all over the world and sits on the Ming Dynasty. How can he just eat chicken and count the days?" "You don't think it's appropriate either, right?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes suddenly shone and he said: "We will give you the right to participate in the impeachment! Go and tell us."

Xiao Han knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. He glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang's belly, silently took a bite of the steamed bun and said, "I didn't say anything."

"Why don't you keep talking?"

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Xiao Han and said unhappily.

"If I make you angry, the superior will be beaten with a slap at most. But if I make the queen angry, not only will I be slapped with a slap, but the crown prince's fist will also be a real punch."

Xiao Han rolled his eyes.

"Tell me, as an emperor, we are controlled by everything we eat every day. What's the point of this?"

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be going crazy because of his anger, and he vented his bitterness every chance he got.

Xiao Han didn't say anything, slowly ate the steamed buns, and secretly pried off a chicken wing.

Zhu Yuanzhang pretended to sigh and ate in silence.

After eating three large steamed buns, Zhu Yuanzhang burped, and Xiao Han also put down the steamed buns in his hand.

"Tell me, what's the big deal that made you hold back a meal?"

Zhu Yuanzhang took a sip of tea and said slowly.

He knew Xiao Han's temperament. If it was an urgent matter, he would say it as soon as they met. If it was a small matter, it would be solved while eating.

Only big events can make Xiao Han so stable.

Xiao Han slowly arranged his clothes, took out a booklet from his arms, stood up, knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "Your Majesty! Xiao Han, Marquis of Suning, left minister of the Ministry of Rites, please give me a preface!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment.

The so-called monarch prelude is the most formal way of communication between monarch and ministers. Every word, deed, and action of both parties will be recorded in the emperor's daily notes in detail.

Later, it will be compiled into national history.

Therefore, if something is not important, or if it is not handled properly, it will be laughed at by future generations for who knows how many years.

Since Zhu Yuanzhang ascended to the throne, no minister has taken the initiative to propose a petition between the emperor and his ministers. It was him, the emperor, who proposed the "question between the emperor and his ministers".

Of the two, one is for ministers to report matters, and the other is for the emperor to ask for advice.

In the former case, if something is not important, it will be infamy for thousands of years; in the latter, if the matter is not handled well, it will be in infamy for thousands of years.

As for the emperor?

The emperor can do no wrong.

At least that was the case while the emperor was still alive.

"Summon the people from the bookstore!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression also became serious, he took a deep look at Xiao Han, and the little eunuch took orders and left quickly.

Zhu Yuanzhang also turned around and went to the back hall to change clothes.

Formal dueling between the monarch and his ministers requires wearing court uniforms.

Xiao Han also stood aside and waited.

After a while, the eunuchs had just cleared the dining table when a green-robed official hurried over with a pen and paper.

"Master Xiao."

The people in the middle school looked at Xiao Han and bowed their hands.

Although Zhongshu Sheren was only from the seventh rank, as a close minister of the emperor, he was extremely noble.

But this person from Zhongshushe is very discerning. If he is a close minister of the emperor, can he be closer than Mr. Xiao Hou, who is a brother to the prince?

It is said that in the early years, His Majesty even considered adopting Mr. Xiao as his adopted son.

"Ah."

Xiao Han nodded.

After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang came out of the back hall. He had changed into a bright yellow dragon robe and looked majestic and solemn.

"See your majesty, and wish your majesty good luck and good health!"

Xiao Han and the people from Zhongshushe bowed and knelt together.

"I'm safe."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and said: "Everyone is in his place."

Zhongshu Sheren hurriedly walked to the corner and knelt down, licked his fill of Hui ink and wrote down the matter solemnly.

"On the third day of October in the third year of Hongwu, at noon, the emperor went to the side hall of Taihe to address Xiao Han, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, to the Marquis of Suning."

Almost as soon as Zhongshu Sheren started writing, he heard the emperor's majestic voice.

"What can Xiao Aiqing tell me?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Han took out the fold again and held it high above his head.

"Your Majesty, Xiao Han, please compile a summary of Hongwu's Grand Canon!"

"Your Majesty please read it!"

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