Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Although he had walked far away, the last hesitant look in his eyes made Nan Yan a little lost.

However, it was originally.

Isn't what she is doing now is a big seal job?

Earlier, when Zhu Feng said that she was going to make her a female officer of Shangbao, she felt a little bit of excitement in her heart. After all, in this world, not every woman can do things in the palace, and it is related to the government. thing.

But in the end, it was not as good as a court lady who sprinkled water and sweeping the floor.

She put those things away and sighed again.

However, remembering what Ye Hao said just now, she couldn't sit still again. After all, her other identity was walking beside the emperor. After thinking about it, she closed the door and walked to the main hall of Wuying Hall.

Today is not the fifteenth day of the new year. Zhu Feng did not go to court, and only handled some government affairs in the Wuying Hall. It was just such a few memorials that made him angry and threw all memorials to the ground.

Nan Yan just walked to the door and was shocked to see the mess in this place.

At this moment, a pair of soap boots came into her sight, a somewhat pale, slender hand stretched out, and slowly picked up the memorials.

It is Tsurui.

He Yi picked up the memorials, raised his head and smiled lightly at Nan Yan who was standing outside the door.

At this moment, he was no longer dressed as an outsider, but in an official uniform. After Zhu Feng ascended the throne, he also returned to the vulgar and served as Zhongshu Sheng Zuo Cheng.

Nan Yan still vaguely remembered that the first time he saw him on the night of the chaos in the imperial city, he was dressed in a Taoist robe, and his clothes were fluttering like an immortal, but now, the addition of the official uniform has made him fade away. It's a bit, and it adds a bit of restraint.

Although He Yi saw her, he didn't say anything. Instead, he sorted out the memorial in his hand, then slowly turned around and said, "Please calm down the emperor."

When Nan Yan heard him speak, he walked in in no hurry.

In the Wuying Hall, Zhu Feng sat at the table with an angry expression on his face: "I did not expect that these people have such a big appetite. An Enke has become their own promotion and appointment, holding the court’s The official position is a favor!"

"Your Majesty," He Yi slowly put the memorials back on the table: "Favour, you have to do it."

Zhu Feng frowned and looked up at him.

"Your Majesty has just ascended the throne, and from Peking to Jinling, the foundation here is unstable."

"..."

"Isn't that what happened before ascending the throne?"

"..."

"Now, Your Majesty still needs these people, for the time being-let them be."

Zhu Feng's teeth gritted and rattled: "Could it be that you want me to see them as officials in the court and give them privately?!"

"Your Majesty," He Yi said calmly: "Whether these people are really incompetent, it is not yet known. Your Majesty can put them in some insignificant yamen for two years, if they are really talented, then Promotion is not too late; as for the others, you might as well be personal."

"..."

Zhu Feng was silent for a long time, and then slowly said, "Be personal."

"..."

"Heyi, only you dare to talk to me like this."

He Yi said calmly: "Because your majesty knows that He Yi's words and actions are all for your majesty's sake."

Zhu Feng was silent for a long time before finally sighing.

Nan Yan took a careful look inside, and saw that behind the bead curtain, Zhu Feng was sitting in front of the table with an angry expression on his face, and even a green vein on his forehead protruded.