Lu Bu didn't look very good either, staring at Wei Zheng eagerly.
It is said that the adoptive father indulges in strange and obscene martial arts. Isn't this what he taught his adoptive father? Isn't it wrong to strengthen the body?
However, the civil and military forces of the entire dynasty were tied together, and Wei Zheng dared to fire, let alone one of their eunuchs and a small Yulin Guard.
"You are the real people without a king and a father!"
Wei Zheng faced off against two, he was full of anger, his beard was flying, and his momentum was not inferior at all: "Following the faults of your king and father to further your own selfish interests, you are a traitor to the country!!"
The old eunuch and Lu Bu looked like they were going to explode with anger. Are they all doing this for their own selfish interests?
Do you know how we got here all these years??
However, before they could speak, Li Qian stopped the heated debate in time.
"Okay, okay! Just stop saying a few words!"
Li Qian sighed. Since he decided to have a little trouble, it seems that it is not impossible to approve the memorial: "I have indeed ignored the memorial these days, and I won't do this again in the future."
"As for practicing martial arts, this is my own hobby and I can't change it for the time being!"
When Wei Zheng heard this, his expression softened a lot, and he cupped his hands and said, "It would be great if your Majesty can handle state affairs, and practicing martial arts to strengthen your body is also what all officials hope for."
"It's just that your Majesty's dragon body is the foundation of the country. You should also practice martial arts step by step. You can't listen to other people's slanders and be greedy for one day's achievements and damage the foundation."
When he said this, he stared at the old eunuch and Lu Bu, obviously meaning something.
When his professional level was questioned, Lu Bu finally couldn't bear it anymore and immediately said angrily: "No one knows how to practice martial arts better than me!"
Wei Zheng didn't reply to him, perhaps because he really didn't understand much.
"I understand."
Li Qian also nodded slowly. No matter what, Wei Zheng ran over and said that he was speaking from the standpoint of and for him as the emperor.
In addition, Wei Zheng has this kind of character, so he should be more fierce with his words, ugh~
"I have finished my report, please allow me to retire."
Wei Zheng bowed and saluted, his back still straight.
When Li Qian saw this scene, he didn't want to argue with him anymore: "Big companion, please send someone to Wei Qing's house."
Although the old eunuch had a thousand reluctances, he still responded: "Yes, Your Majesty."
After Wei Zheng left, Li Qian asked Lu Bu to pull out his muscles again, and then he became worried about the memorials piled up like a hill on the table.
It's fun to talk big words, but now it's time to live up to them, and you can't help but worry.
The old eunuch looked on, but he hesitated to speak.
He just scolded Wei Zheng because Wei Zheng's words were too fierce.
But in fact, the old eunuch quite agreed with Li Qian approving the memorials himself. Only when the emperor approved the memorials himself would his power not fall into the hands of those ministers.
The old eunuch couldn't bear to see Li Qian sitting in front of the pile of memorials and looking so worried.
He quietly left the political hall and came back soon, followed by two young eunuchs carrying a wooden barrel.
"Your Majesty, the government is tired. I sent someone to the Taiyuan Hospital to get you a Xingshen soup. It can refresh your energy and relieve fatigue. Your Majesty, why don't you take a rest first and finish the soup?"
But after I finished speaking, I didn't get a response.
"Your Majesty?" The old eunuch looked at Li Qian doubtfully.
"Uh-huh?"
Li Qian's elbow supporting his chin almost staggered, his head almost fell on the table, and he fell asleep while he was cribming.
"Big companion?"
Seeing that he was so tired, the old eunuch felt even more distressed: "Your Majesty, my servant has brought you a refreshing soup. Do you want to drink a bowl and rest?"
"You need to wake up."
Li Qian rubbed his temples and said helplessly: "I was so tired that I fell asleep."
He took the bowl of dark refreshing soup from the old eunuch and took a sip.
Hmm, it's bitter and smells like Chinese medicine. It's really unpleasant to drink.
Li Qian put down the bowl and turned his gaze back to the stacks of memorials in front of him, sighing softly.
The memorials from the ministers were so diverse that Li Qian was quite confused.
Some ministers like to show off their knowledge when writing memorials, rambling here and there, quoting scriptures, and what they write is ridiculous.
Li Qian was not very good at recognizing traditional Chinese characters. Reading what these people wrote was like reading a book from heaven, and his eyes were filled with stars.
Of course, not everyone can see clearly.
For example, the one at the top is a memorial written by the imperial censor to impeach Yan Maoqing, the minister of Dali Temple, for being late for court meetings, disrespecting his etiquette, and having an arrogant and domineering attitude. It is concise and concise, and Li Qian can still understand it.
Yan Maoqing, he knows.
It was the person who responded to Wei Zheng for Yan Song at that court meeting, a proper Yan Dang.
"Daban, I was late for the court meeting in Dali Temple, disrespected my etiquette, and had an arrogant and domineering attitude. How should I be punished?" Li Qian frowned and looked at Wei Zhongxian aside.
"this……"
The old eunuch was startled: "Your Majesty, this is a state matter, and I dare not speak nonsense."
Li Qian frowned: "I ask you, are you still afraid to say it?"
The old eunuch's face turned red: "Your Majesty asked, of course I will say it, but I only know that in the "Da Qian Rules", if you are late for an official meeting, you will be fined half a month's salary. As for the situation your Majesty mentioned, I don't know. "
Li Qian stared at him speechlessly: "Don't I know the laws of Da Qian?"
"Of course your Majesty knows that this slave is too talkative." The old eunuch sneered and patted his mouth.
Li Qian had no choice but to put it on hold for now.
He continued to flip through this small mountain of memorials, and flipped through a few more that he could understand.
For example, this memorial from the governor of Longxi County said that a local Changping warehouse accidentally caught fire and was burned down. There were also rumors that the canal was blocked and grain could not be delivered, so the people were panicked.
The county magistrate asked, can they buy grain from foreign grain merchants to replenish part of the Changping warehouse? Is the current grain price appropriate? Should they buy it now, or wait and see?
Li Qian vomited blood. If you ask this kind of question, you should at least tell me what the current price of food in Longxi is, right?
Now, how should I reply to you?
There is also this memorial from the governor of Jingzhao, which reports on the rain and wind in the Beijing area in recent days.
Li Qian was even more confused. You are in the capital, and I am also in the capital. Don't I know how to read it myself? What is the point of writing this memorial?
"It seems I have to learn everything..."
Li Qian sighed and said, "Have you agreed to come over to enjoy the blessing?"
So the question is, who should I learn from?
His eyes subconsciously turned to Wei Zhongxian, who was standing aside. In his previous life, the old eunuch seemed to have been the eunuch Bingbi, the eunuch who specialized in doing this.
It's just that there are no ceremonial supervisors in Da Qian at the moment, and the old eunuch's performance just now makes Li Qian a little less confident in him.
"Big companion, when you were with the late emperor, did you ever approve any memorials?"
The old eunuch was stunned when he was asked, and then he knelt down in fear and said with great grievance: "Your Majesty, I am a coward, but I don't dare to speak nonsense about state affairs!"
"stand up."
Li Qian said helplessly: "I'm just asking you."
The old eunuch was still very aggrieved: "Your Majesty, if you let this slave see the banknote, I will be able to recognize how much money it is."
"But reading the memorials is not enough. I don't even know a few words. How can I understand the memorials of the ministers..."
Li Qian was speechless. Hey, this is not as good as himself.
So who should I contact?
Wu Meiniang? Lu Pheasant? These two are the first choice.
But they may have talent, but they don’t have much experience, right?
Li Qian sipped the refreshing soup in the bowl one by one, using the bitter taste to make himself more awake.
He sifted through the possible candidates in his mind, and finally found helplessly that the two of them seemed to be the most suitable.
Because their lives were in danger, their glory and wealth were bound to him as the emperor, but who should they be called specifically?
Li Qian's usual method at court meetings is to let them all come together when it's difficult to make a decision.
But that is for others, although one piece is good for balance, but multiple voices speaking at the same time can easily cause disagreements and inefficiency.
Li Qian wants to find a teacher for himself. If he still does this, why don't he just torture himself?
He considered between Lu Pheasant and Wu Meiniang for a long time, and then remembered Wu Meiniang's wise and wise words in Doctor Liang's pavilion that day, and Li Qian made his decision.
Lu Pheasant may really have talent, but until now, Li Qian has never seen it.
"Daban! Go and ask someone to go to the Sixth Palace and summon Wu Meiniang."
Let’s take a look at the results first. If it doesn’t work, we can still replace him!