Your Majesty, Be at Ease

Daqi has always had a small dynasty in three days and a big dynasty in seven days.

On normal days, the emperor would send some officials into the palace to discuss political affairs, but there was no early court.

At the beginning of He Mingzhao's ascension to the throne, no matter whether it was a big court or a small court, he gradually went to the big court. In the past two years, he also went to the big court every now and then, and only once.

Jian Jin's early court today is a great court.

After the class was over, He Mingzhao went to deal with government affairs, and he followed suit.

As soon as he arrived at the Imperial Study Room, Jian Jin saw a mountain of memorials, and he picked up one to read... This memorial is very long.

"Look at all of these?" Jian Jin looked at his partner.

With so many memorials, do you want He Mingzhao to read them?Is He Mingzhao too tired?

He Mingzhao said: "You don't need to read them all, someone will pick out the important ones for me."

After He Mingzhao finished speaking, several young people filed in.

Relying on his own mental power, Jian Jin possesses the ability of photographic memory, and the people in front of him also know each other.

These few people belonged to the Black Clothes Guards. At that time, he was surprised that there were people in the Black Clothes Guards who were not in good health. Only now did he realize that they were not military generals, but civil servants.

These few people didn't look sideways, and after they sat down, they began to help He Mingzhao organize the memorial. He Mingzhao saw that Jian Jin was a little curious, and said, "They are all people I saved in the early years."

He can't be regarded as a good person who sacrifices himself for others, but seven years ago when the Zhijiang flood hit, the local officials not only refused to provide relief, but also cooperated with rich households to hoard grain and sell it at a high price, bought fertile land at a low price, and sold beautiful women...

He couldn't see it, so he helped some of them, and let some of them join the black guards.

Five years ago, his cronies in the Black Clothes Guard betrayed him, but these people were loyal to him... After he woke up from Zhao Qishen's residence, he immediately recruited many such people into the Black Clothes Guard to help him with things.

Among them are some scholars.

When the flood came, officials and gentry earned a lot of money, but some small landlords who saved more land than ordinary people through generations of hard work were forced to have their families ruined. These people came from such families.

Their talents and studies are not yet at the level of Jinshi in high school, but it is enough to help classify the memorials, and with the help of He Mingzhao, they are loyal to He Mingzhao... He Mingzhao has not been able to go to court for the past two years, all thanks to them and supervision The national black guard.

He Mingzhao didn't explain this in detail. After a pause, he told Jian Jin the names of those people, and said to those people: "In the future, you will treat Jian Jin as you would treat me."

The first time he saw Jian Jin, he couldn't help but want to trust Jian Jin, and when he was sure that Jian Jin was his savior, he couldn't even take any precautions against Jian Jin.

As for now...

He originally wanted to draw a clear line with Jian Jin, and then do some evil things to get Jian Jin to tell the King of Qin and help Jian Jin gain a firm foothold beside the King of Qin, but Jian Jin said something like that in public today. Jin also became a grasshopper on a rope with him.

He has a bad reputation, but Jian Jin treats him so sincerely. He Mingzhao always wants to treat Jian Jin better.

Hearing what He Mingzhao said, Jian Jin didn't think much, but those people looked at Jian Jin in surprise.

They were He Mingzhao's confidantes, and they knew about Jian Jin's rescue of He Mingzhao, but they really didn't expect that their majesty would attach so much importance to Jian Jin.

This Jian Jin looks very ordinary, how could he be so fascinated by His Majesty?

Jian Jin noticed their shocked emotions, smiled at them, and then heard He Mingzhao say: "Jian Jin, come to me!"

Jian Jin: "..." He Mingzhao's spiritual power is entangled with him to pull at He Mingzhao's side, is this...jealous?

Well, people with mental problems will be particularly possessive towards their partners...

Jian Jin turned his head to look at He Mingzhao, and he saw He Mingzhao looking at him seriously, as if he was looking for something important.

Jian Jin couldn't help laughing, and walked to He Mingzhao's side: "What's the matter?"

"Look with me." He Mingzhao pointed to the memorial in his hand.

In the future, when Jian Xun ascends the throne, he will probably only be four or five years old. At that time, major affairs in the court will definitely be handled by Jian Jin.

He Mingzhao wanted him to help read the memorial?Jian Jin took it without hesitation and watched: "Okay."

He Mingzhao has problems with his mental strength, so he shouldn't have worked hard, he should have wanted to help more.

He Mingzhao, who is used to being rejected by people around him: "..."

Jian Jin not only read the memorial, but also asked He Mingzhao directly when he encountered something he didn't understand.

He Mingzhao didn't hide his secrets either, he explained everything Jian Jin wanted to know in detail.

While reading the memorial and listening to He Mingzhao, Jian Jin quickly understood a lot of things. At this time, those who helped sort the memorial had already finished their work and left.

Jian Jin asked: "Ming Zhao, you have dealt with many officials this time, will there be a shock in the court?"

He Mingzhao's action this time was very big. Not only did he deal with many officials, but also the maids and eunuchs in the harem were cleaned up again.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." He Mingzhao said.

He Mingzhao was very determined, and there was a little pride in his mental strength... Jian Jin kissed him on the cheek: "Mingzhao, you are really amazing."

He Mingzhao looked at Jian Jin suddenly.

The first emperor was not young, but he still liked to find some young and beautiful women to accompany him, and he also liked to hear those women describe him with a big belly like "heroic and extraordinary", and liked those women to look at him adoringly...

Back then, he didn't understand why the late emperor was like this, but now he realizes... being praised by others is a pleasure.

Stretching out his hand to pull Jian Jin over, He Mingzhao bit his lip and let go after a while: "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you!"

He Mingzhao's spiritual power actually gives people a feeling of giving up, and it tightly wraps Jian Jin's spiritual power.

Jian Jin touched his bitten mouth: "I will protect you too."

He Mingzhao didn't take Jian Jin's words seriously.

Although Jian Jin has some talents, compared with him and the ministers of the court, he is really nothing.

Jian Jin watched the memorial with He Mingzhao for a while, and then he didn't read it with He Mingzhao, but picked up other memorials and flipped through them casually.

Even those memorials that have been deleted and not needed to be read, he has read a lot.

He Mingzhao only thought that he was bored, and didn't force him. While approving the memorial in hand, he called people over to discuss various things.

Jian Jin focused on two things, and listened to all those discussions.

He Mingzhao has always done things very quickly, and within a short time, everything was cleaned up, and it was time for lunch.

Last night, the two of them had tossed and turned, already tiring, and today they woke up early to go to court... Jian Jin yawned after lunch.

He Mingzhao said: "Do you want to rest for a while?"

"Okay." Jian Jin said, "You rest with me?"

"I still have something to do." He Mingzhao said, he still has other things to deal with.

"Then I'll sleep for a while." Jian Jin laughed and went to the side hall.

He Mingzhao loves to be jealous, when he was sleeping in the side hall, there was no one around him.

Jian Jin lay in the hall for a while, then turned over and went out through the window.

He can only use one-tenth of his spiritual power, but it can barely make him avoid the people around him...

Jian Jin arrived at the burning building near the Star Picking Building with ease.

The Zhaixing Building has been reduced to a large area of ​​ashes, surrounded by black-clothed guards, and there are many people gathered outside, no, not only the people, there are obviously some officials or nobles among those people.

There are quite a few people who believe in the national teacher.

Jian Jin opened the space button and changed into the national teacher's dress that he wore that day, changed his face again, took out the scepter, and walked outside.

While walking, he also greeted the spiritual power seed: "Son, take it easy, save some spiritual power for your father..."

The seed of spiritual power after a full meal bounced to show that he knew.

Qian Wei is an ordinary citizen in the capital.

His family has lived in the capital for generations, and he grew up listening to the legend of the national teacher. In his eyes, the national teacher is a god.

Not to mention, the national teacher also saved his father.

Many years ago, his father accidentally offended a nobleman, who kept whipping his father with a whip. If the national teacher hadn't passed by and interceded, his father might have been whipped to death.

But just the day before yesterday, the Zhaixing Tower was burned. He asked around and learned that the national teacher was burned alive in the Zhaixing Tower.

After the emperor ascended the throne, he killed many people, but he didn't expect to kill even the national teacher!

Qian Wei was full of anger, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only bring some sacrifices to the Zhaxing Tower to worship.

There are many people like him.

Qian Wei put down the sacrifice and prayed secretly in his heart, begging God to let the national teacher become a fairy...

Thinking of this, Qian Wei closed his eyes.

At this moment, Qian Wei suddenly heard a voice: "Immortal!"

Are there gods?Qian Wei opened his eyes, and saw a fairy walking towards them slowly.

The man shone brightly, like a fairy descended into the world, and he even felt that he was not worthy to look at him.

In this world, there really are gods!

Qian Wei was already kneeling, but it was okay, the people who were standing beside him fell to their knees with a "plop" at this moment.

"immortal!"

"Daxian!"

"Fairy!"

……

Various titles appeared one after another.

Jian Jin grasped the scepter tightly, and the fluorite on the top of the scepter lit up: "I am not a god, I am a national teacher."

He was sacrificing his nap time, and came here to act as a magic stick to fool the people, and by the way, told them that the national teacher was not dead.

Jian Jin wanted to yawn a little bit, but it took some effort to hold it back.