Because the people from Prince Zhuang’s Mansion were about to move into the palace, the guards outside the mansion were not so strict. Feng Zhi wandered out, but this time he went to the palace.

Emperor Rende has issued an order that Princess Zhuang, Hong, is the queen of the main palace, and his daughters are princesses, eldest princesses, second princesses, third princesses, fifth princesses and His Royal Highness the Prince.

Feng Zhi is now the princess’ identity again. When the people at the palace gate know her identity, they will naturally not stop her.

Feng Zhi went to the Imperial Study room all the way, and it was unobstructed. The thick outside the Imperial Study room was the butler Wang Qi. Now he was the headmaster in the palace. He was quite surprised to see Feng Zhi: "Three Princess, I am so kind to pay tribute to the Third Princess."

Feng Zhi laughed: "Butler Wang is polite, where is my father?"

Wang Qi has heard a lot of flattery in the past few days, and it is rare to hear such a plain tone, which makes him feel much better: "Your Majesty is inside, but do you want a servant to inform me?"

Feng Zhi nodded: "I'll inform you, after all, my father is Your Majesty now, so he has to follow the rules."

Wang Qi laughed, and it sounded quite impressive to His Majesty: "Then please wait for the princess."

Wang Qi went in to report and came out soon: "Princess, please."

Feng Zhi then went in, but saw a room of memorials piled up into a mountain. A corner was around the desk. There were also a lot of people on the desk, and there were almost no one to see.

"father?"

The man who was busy writing looked up and Feng Zhi was shocked. Who is this?

His face is skinny and bone-bone, his eyes are sunken, and his eye sockets are blue and black, just like a ghost.

Then the ghost smiled at Feng Zhi: "It's Wan'er here!"

Feng Zhi: "..." It's unbelievable. It's only been a few days, why is this ghost look like?

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Emperor Rende waved his hand helplessly: "There are too many things in the palace, and there are a lot of government affairs in the court, so my father has not been able to handle it yet."

Feng Zhi looked at the government affairs, and it was not that he could not handle it. He was the new emperor and was bullied by the people in the court. He had never handled the government affairs.

"Then why don't you let them help with it?"

Emperor Rende looked confused: "This is the job of an emperor, how can those ministers deal with it? Besides, seeing this can help me understand the government as soon as possible, just live a few days."

Feng Zhi picked up a memorial and looked closely and said that it was about the renovation of the roof of the imperial kitchen. At this critical moment, what imperial kitchen should be built?

Another book is a variety of flowers planted in the garden in summer.

The following book is the distribution of clothing materials for this quarter. There is only one emperor in the palace, and it is allocated a piece of yarn.

These are all trivial matters for the public, and they are all useless. It is obvious that they are bullying Emperor Rende. But the emperor, who was the emperor, was blinded by this matter and did not react at all. He also worked hard.

When the emperor wanted to follow his laws, he could send himself to the imperial tomb within half a year. The emperor who died of overwork had a good reputation, but in fact he did nothing.

Wang Qi came in with a tray, and a strong medicinal smell mixed with the smell of ginseng.

"Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine."

Emperor Rende held it up, and even sipped it all without even looking at it. Then he continued to read the memorials and kept rubbing his eyes.

Feng Zhi asked Wang Qi: "Why did my father still drink medicine? Is he sick?"

Wang Qi replied: "It's been a month since His Majesty was overworked and exhausted. This is a house opened by the imperial physician. It has been putting ginseng for a hundred years to replenish qi and nourish blood."

Feng Zhi pointed at Emperor Rende: "Then do you think this works?" This is scarier than a ghost, is it sure that it can be made up for it?

Wang Qi paused: "Your Majesty is dedicated to the government affairs and sleeps for at most two hours a day, and often all night long, there is nothing we can do about it."

He is really a diligent emperor, aren’t he afraid of his short life?

Suddenly, a 'bang' sound interrupted the conversation between the two. Looking back, Emperor Rende fell on the table.

"Your Majesty!" Wang Qi was shocked and rushed over: "No, Your Majesty fainted. I will go to the imperial physician now."

"Come back." Feng Zhi called him and looked forward: "No need for an imperial physician, he just fell asleep tired. Help him to step on and rest."

Going asleep?

Wang Qi looked embarrassed: "But Your Majesty specifically instructed him that if he falls asleep, he must wake him up and not delay the government affairs."

This is just now when he became an emperor, and he was so passionate that he was overwhelmed with passion. How many lives did he think he had?

"Do what I said, he will blame me for being burdened."

Wang Qi also felt that Emperor Rende really needed rest now, so he struggled for a while, so he finally helped Emperor Rende to lie on the couch and found a quilt to cover him. Emperor Rende felt so comfortable that he started to snore and didn't sleep too well.

After serving Emperor Rende, he turned around and saw Feng Zhi sitting in Emperor Rende’s position, with one hand memorial and the other hand red pen, dealing with the government affairs. Wang Qi was shocked: "Princess, this is not something to do."

Feng Zhi calmly wrote: "Go to the door and guard it. No one is allowed to come in without my order."

Wang Qi wanted to persuade him, but looking at Feng Zhi's posture, he couldn't say: "Slave obeys the order."

Wang Qi went out, Feng held his hand and looked at the memorials all over the room. She had been sitting in this position for countless years.

At that time, the emperor's grandfather, Emperor Yuan, was seriously ill. She was less than thirteen years old and sat here to review memorials for Emperor Yuan. Emperor Yuan sat aside and gave instructions, teaching her step by step how to handle the government affairs.

Later it was Emperor Yun. Emperor Yun was bullied like Emperor Rende now, even worse than Emperor Rende. Emperor Rende now had a group of loyal ministers to support him, but Emperor Yun was completely pushed up by Feng Zhi at that time.

In order to stabilize the court, Feng Zhi was also sitting here at that time and almost gave his life.

Later, Emperor Yun took power and she did not come. But soon after, Emperor Yun was seriously ill and the people in the court took the opportunity to make trouble. The prince Feng Shi was in charge of the country and could not suppress him at all. Feng Shi picked up the job again, and then he ascended the throne until Feng Shi ascended the throne.

Feng Zhi also used up all his hard work here, but he was not grateful at all, but instead became a death-seeking talisman.

The red pen in his hand paused and smudged on the paper, put it down and picked it up.

There is no omnipotent person in the world. She doesn’t know much about it. The only thing she knows is to deal with the government and govern the world. It’s like a curse.

Wang Qi stood at the door and guarded, for fear that someone would come in and see Feng Zhizi criticizing the memorials. But he had three urgent needs. He couldn't help it. He asked his confidant to look at the door, and he quickly ran to the cottage.

But Wang Qi called the man but didn't know what was going on inside. Just after Wang Qi left, Feng Lanxi and Jin Yanci came to find His Majesty at the same time. The two met at the door, and the aura was wrong. The sword was tense and the undercurrent was surging, and no one retreated.
Chapter completed!