The chamberlain carried several baskets of memorials that had been piled up recently, and Wei Heyan started to place the important ones on the desk. Emperor Yao looked at them twice, closed the memorials, leaned back on the chair and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"He Yan, how many years have you been following me?"
Emperor Yao has always been low on energy recently. As a man, Wei Heyan understood that this was due to his physical weakness.
"Back to the emperor, I have been serving you for almost ten years."
"Ten years..." Emperor Yao murmured, "Even my son has not been by my side for this long."
The princes were raised in the harem from an early age. They were enlightened at the age of four, entered the Imperial Academy to study at the age of ten, and when they reached the age of sixteen, they agreed to marry and get married, and then returned to the fiefdom...
Although his princes are all in the capital now, they opened their mansions early and only visit the palace occasionally, but they are not very close to his father.
"I can trust you, please help me consider and approve these papers..."
Wei Heyan didn't dare to show any hesitation, he knelt on the ground and shouted that he didn't dare.
Yao Di moved his fingers to the center of his eyebrows and rubbed them gently. Wanzhong stepped forward to massage him, and then he put down his hand, tapping his index and middle fingers on the table in turn.
"I didn't say I would give you full authority to handle it. If you are unsure, just tell me and I will take a moment."
Wei Heyan then responded, and the chamberlain set up a small table next to the imperial case and placed a mountain of memorials in front of Wei Heyan.
He picked up a book, glanced at it for a few times, and asked after careful consideration: "Your Majesty, the Kaifeng Prefect reported that after Junzhou County Magistrate Kong Peng was executed, the position of County Magistrate has been vacant. County Magistrate Li Cang has performed meritorious deeds and wants to recommend him."
To serve as county magistrate."
Emperor Yao closed his eyes but did not fall asleep. He hummed and said: "This Li Cang, if he is not a very smart person who knows how to bow his head and lie dormant in front of power, or he is the same as Kong Peng. This time he is not implicated, so I will dismiss it first."
go."
Wei Heyan didn't know who Li Cang was, and he wouldn't pay attention to a small county magistrate, but Chen Ying, the prefect of Kaifeng, was a disciple of Bo'an.
Junzhou was under the jurisdiction of Kaifeng Prefecture, so he was not punished for his negligence, but he still dared to submit a letter to the imperial court to recommend his own people...
Wei Heyan commented red at the end of the memorial and picked up another copy.
"The prefect of Runing Prefecture submitted a letter requesting the construction of a reservoir in the Yi River Basin, hoping that the imperial court would cooperate in allocating funds..."
Emperor Yao, who had his eyes closed, didn't even think about it and said: "It's a remote country with few acres of land and few people. We spend manpower, material and financial resources to build a reservoir. It's better to strengthen the embankment of the Yellow River and reject it."
"The expansion of the Liaodong Guards Station requires three hundred thousand taels of silver military pay."
"On the east side of the coastal mountains in Liaodong, there is sufficient rain and suitable temperature. Now is the beginning of spring. We have allocated one hundred thousand taels of silver and two hundred thousand seedlings..."
"This year's agricultural inspector..."
Emperor Yao turned over and sighed: "He Yan, you don't have to ask for instructions on everything, you can make the decision. I will take a nap for a while, and then wake me up if something big happens."
Wei He said yes, opened the list of official changes handed over by the Ministry of Personnel, considered a few people to circle, and smiled at the corners of his lips.
Time flew by as I was busy with official duties, and the last one was a petition from Xiping Hou Xiang Yong to take the opportunity to send troops to the Northern Liao Dynasty and annihilate the royal court of the Northern Liao Dynasty in one fell swoop.
There was a lot of room for internal changes in the Zhou Dynasty, but it involved border stability. Wei Heyan considered waking up Emperor Yao and handed over the memorial.
Emperor Yao opened his eyes, took the memorial and read it for a long time. He had already read the information compiled by Si Yiluo, and now in just a few days, he received Xiang Yong's letter of challenge.
It seems that the situation in Beiliao is indeed suitable for sending troops.
"Are we going to fight again?" Emperor Yao hesitated, "Didn't you say the outcome is undecided?"
The war is burning money, and the money in the newly filled treasury has not yet warmed up, will it be given away again?
Wei Heyan advised: "Your Majesty, the Marquis of Xiping has been stationed at the border for decades, and his judgment of the situation in Northern Liao has never been wrong. Maybe... you can give it a try."
Emperor Yao hesitated and said, "Where is Si Qing? She didn't come to court today?"
People like them who had never been on the battlefield couldn't make up their mind about the war, and he couldn't trust the generals in the court who could only talk about war on paper.
Wei Heyan glanced at Wan Zhong, who hurriedly reminded: "Your Majesty, Mr. Si took sick leave this morning. He is probably tired again during this period."
She regarded the yamen as her home and rested there frequently, which made her sick several times. Emperor Yao once praised her several times in front of his ministers...
Emperor Yao did not doubt that he was there, and ordered: "Let's discuss this matter tomorrow morning. Let President Liu go to the Si Qing's house. Wan Zhong, go to my warehouse and pick some supplements to send to Si Qing."
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Wei Heyan sneezed at the right time and successfully attracted Emperor Yao's attention.
"I have violated the rules of conduct in front of the palace, and I am guilty of this."
Emperor Yao looked at the pile of memorials that had been approved, and said generously: "Thank you for your hard work, He Yan. I allow you to take a day off, and you don't have to wait for lunch."
Wei Heyan burst into tears of gratitude and thanked the emperor for his kindness.
Emperor Yao waved his hand, bowed his waist and exited the imperial study. At the door, he met Shu Meiren carrying a food box, and his beautiful eyes narrowed.
"This slave has met Shu Meiren."
The exquisitely dressed Shu Meiren only wore a thin spring shirt today, and her pea-green skirt was lifted up by the wind, bringing a strange fragrance. Wei Heyan's nose felt a little itchy, so he stepped aside and watched her go in.
"The Overlord."
His expression was forbearing. After Shu Meiren entered, Si Hai quickly handed over a clean handkerchief. Wei Heyan took it and covered his mouth and nose, and said in a cold voice: "Go home."
The sun was shining brightly today, the air was full of spring, the apricot flowers on the wall were blooming, and their pale pink petals were scattered on the ground. Wei Heyan suddenly felt something strange in his body and felt uncomfortable.
"What's wrong with you, Lord Governor?" Si Hai realized something was wrong at the first time, thinking that because he stayed up late last night, his Lord Governor had stomach trouble again, "I'll cover it for you, my slave!"
Wei Heyan slapped away his extended hand and said patiently: "Go and find out which company's fragrance powder Shu Mei uses."
There are aphrodisiacs in the fragrant powder. No wonder she has been favored recently. No wonder Emperor Yao is so weak that he wants to sleep in the middle of the day...
Zhou Yu is so bold and dares to use this method!
Si Hai responded yes and told the coachman to hurry up as soon as possible. He wanted to make soup for his governor to warm his stomach...
Wei Heyan felt wind at his feet, so he returned to the room, slammed the door, changed his clothes, and climbed over the wall through the window to go out.
Sifu, Qiuhuayuan.
Si Yiluo had just woken up. He held his head that was about to explode and went to the bathroom in the inner room to take a bath. When he came out, he found Wei Heyan holding a storybook in his hand and looking at her seriously.
She was in a daze for a while, then walked over and asked, "Don't you have to be on duty today?"
His eyes turned to the storybook in his hand. He let out a sigh, turned to the book cover, took a look at it, and asked, "Why is this book here with you?"
Wei Heyan's displeased expression said everything.
"Tell me, why are you here?"
Si Yiluo patted his head and said with a guilty conscience: "It was a gift from a friend. Since the Governor likes it, I gave it to the Governor..."
She stood up and tried to escape, but Wei Heyan pulled her back.
"What kind of friend? The only friend who would give you something like this is Princess Zhan! Let me guess again, this book was written by her, right? Who is the prototype? You and Prince Zhan?"
Si Yiluo was afraid that he would cause trouble for Shen Moran and King Zhan, so he pretended not to care and said: "She doesn't even care... Besides, it's not true. I haven't had time to read this book yet. If the governor wants to accuse someone unjustly, he has to let go." I’m convinced…”
Wei Heyan found that the fragrant powder he inhaled was particularly overbearing. He tried his best to restrain it, but he still couldn't suppress the mania that was rising up.
"I will let you know your mistake now!"
…
The same scene was also played out in Prince Zhan's palace.
Chang Jinchan, who was so intrigued by the story that she couldn't eat, saw that today was more haggard than yesterday. After what happened yesterday, she didn't dare to leave the house easily, so she leaned against the pillar and sighed.
Hongying was worried about her, so she rounded the corner and told her the secret that Shen Moran was the original author.
"Are you serious?"
She ran to the main courtyard and asked Shen Moran to read through the manuscript that had not yet been sent out.
Finally she sighed: "Cousin, why do I think the heroine in your story is Si Yiluo? The hero... is a bit like my cousin. The hero in the story doesn't like to eat meat, onions and ginger, and neither does my cousin." !I remember when he was a child, he caught a cold, and grandma made him ginger tea, and he vomited after taking one sip..."
"You can see this..." Shen Moran said proudly, "Do you think it looks good?"
Chang Jinchan nodded as if pounding garlic.
"It's so beautiful, especially the scene in the cave, where the man is lying low and seducing you. No woman can bear it! But cousin, if you use my cousin as a prototype to write a storybook, what will happen if my cousin finds out?" Aren’t you angry?”
The sun is nice today. In order to let the sun shine into the house, the doors and windows are open. Under the sun, a faint streak of moon-white clothes shines through the crack in the door.