Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Hu Huake didn't dare to respond. He didn't know why Ding Yi was the first to point it out. He clenched the memorial he had presented yesterday in his hand. His fingers turned white and veins were exposed.

The young emperor above was no white flower who knew nothing, but he managed to overturn the three mountains that were pressing on him in just a few years. One of the mountains thought that they had won the final victory and were preparing to celebrate, but the emperor directly ordered them to beg for his bones.

The emperor did not like people who were too old. He felt that they were full of talk about etiquette and morality but they just stood there and were of no benefit to the country or the people.

Although no one was killed, the emperor's methods frightened all his subjects.

Don’t you see, after the emperor took control of the imperial power, the national treasury became much richer, and the corvee labor of the common people was greatly reduced. At least, those forced labors that often resulted in death were taken over by others.

"What crime has Hu Aiqing committed? My dear ministers, today we will only discuss your memorials, not anything else. Hu Aiqing, please stand up and read to everyone what you Aiqing went through so much trouble to tell me."

Ding Yi stared at Hu Hua and insisted that if he read it word for word exactly, it would be hard to say whether he had committed the crime of deceiving the emperor or not.

Hu Hua stood up tremblingly, opened the memorial with shaking hands and feet, and filled it out with a weak heart. He thought about how much effort his staff had put in to write such a beautifully written and flattering memorial, and how much effort he had put in copying it.

Now, the boomerang pierced his body, and Hu Hua felt black in his eyes.

Read, read until when.

He glanced at other people's memorials and saw that they were not any thinner than his.

If I study all of them, how long will it take?

Ding Yi glared at Hu Hua, who was still trying to make amends, immediately put away his thoughts and recited in a rhythmic manner, shaking his head and moving his voice, just like when he first entered school.

Everyone was drowsy after listening to it. After an hour, Hu Hua was so thirsty that his mouth was dry before he finished writing the last word on the memorial.

After secretly glancing at Ding Yi who was taking charge, Hu Hua knelt down and apologized.

Ding Yi asked him to stand up in a very nice tone and praised him.

"My dear minister, you are worthy of being the top student of that year. Your literary talent is outstanding. Very good, very good. Who's next? Lord Zhu, you come."

His finger pointed at the general Zhu Xiong who was standing in the front row. Zhu Xiong's heart skipped a beat. Anyone who could stand here must be a smart person. How could he not see Ding Yi's intention?

The emperor disliked their memorials because they were too long and boring.

Zhu Xiong felt bitter in his heart. He was a military general and not good at speaking. He racked his brains to write such a memorial. Now, he not only failed to please the emperor, but was also singled out for a walk.

"Lord Zhu, is there any problem?"

With the word "ma", Ding Yi emphasized his tone and said, "Just try and see if you dare to refute me."

Zhu Xiong gritted his teeth, opened the letter and read it stiffly.

Without paying much attention to the intonation, Zhu Xiong read faster than Hu Hua, but it still took him more than half an hour.

Next, Ding Yi called on everyone one by one. With Zhu Xiong's example, everyone tried to finish reading as quickly as possible.

By the time a dozen or so ministers had finished reading their memorials, the sun had already set. They clenched their legs and rushed out of the court hall after Ding Yi announced that they would continue the next morning.

Ding Yi heard that they had fought over a urine bucket, and many of them covered themselves with their outer coats when they returned.

Fortunately, only officials of the third rank and above were allowed to attend today's morning court session. They had to wait until the grand court session, where even officials of the fifth rank could participate. Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing for them?

Ding Yi did not give any instructions, but those ministers who were good at guessing the emperor's ideas secretly swore in their hearts that in the future, when they submitted memorials, they would never add a single word if something could be explained clearly in one sentence.

The next day, Ding Yi said let's continue.

The night before, the ministers, who were complaining bitterly, did not dare to drink a sip of water before going to bed. After getting up, they were even more afraid to drink, for fear of being disrespectful in front of the emperor and being punished.

After two or three days of rectification, Ding Yi read the memorials faster.

When Lao Tzu wrote the Tao Te Ching, it only consisted of more than 5,000 words. However, a group of people who are not as good as Lao Tzu in any way write tens of thousands of words to show off their abilities.

If the knife doesn't stab your body, you won't feel any pain.

Ding Yi drank his afternoon tea happily and generously gave a cup to each of the ministers who were working hard below.

The eunuch came to report, and Xiao Anzi came in to reply: "Your Majesty, Lady Li and Lady Han were fighting, and Lady Han hit her head on the door and fainted on the spot."

Xiao Anzi's original intention was to let Ding Yi go over and take a look.

Ding Yi refused to go because she was not his woman.

"Ask the Queen to take a look, and by the way, invite an imperial physician for Concubine Han. Oh, by the way, a fight broke out right after entering the palace. Do they still have me as the emperor in their eyes? Pass on my decree to strip Concubine Li of her title and demote her to Baolin. Concubine Han has a bad physique and faints easily. Is she a curse to me? Move her to the cold palace and keep her under strict guard. Do not let anyone come in contact with her."

Xiao Anzi was stunned for a moment, then stunned again, and then he went down to pass on the order very quickly.

Lady Li, no, it was Zhang Baolin who was crying and making a fuss, wanting to see Ding Yi. The concubine Shu from the main hall came out and ordered people to drag her back.

Concubine Shu was also timid in her heart. She was becoming more and more confused about the emperor's actions. What should she do? She just wanted to save her life now. If she could be lucky enough to give birth to a son, it would be a great blessing and she would have someone to rely on for the rest of her life.

After leaving Hou Han alone for ten days or so, Ding Yi went to the cold palace to see Hou Han at night.

As soon as he saw Hou Han and heard the chaotic remarks of the Charming System, the corners of Ding Yi's mouth curled up slightly. Well, it was sensible and was praising him.

But what does it mean to take him down? Can he be easily controlled by a small system?

Hou Han knelt on the ground, his body gradually glowing.

Ding Yi was amused by the blinding special effects. It glowed in the middle of the night and he really thought he was Ultraman Tiga.

God said, let there be light.

Ding Yi said, hold it back.

Realizing that Ding Yi was not someone to be trifled with, the system went into silent mode.

Hou Han knelt on the ground, his knees aching. He raised his pitiful face and looked at Ding Yi with tears in his eyes.

"You are showing a dead face and mourning for me?"

As soon as these words came out, Hou Han immediately held back the tears in her eyes and crawled on the ground, "I dare not!"

"I'm sorry you don't dare either."

Hou Han only felt her head tingling. Ding Yi's gaze on her made her dare not move. The system in her brain that had been extremely active since she woke up was now silent, which further proved Ding Yi's extraordinaryness.

"Hou Han is the eldest daughter of Hou Jiang, the Imperial Counselor. Her mother is Fang. She has one brother and three younger brothers and sisters. She was selected to enter the palace."

After a pause of one second, Ding Yi coughed lightly, "Am I right?"

"What your Majesty said is absolutely true."

Hou Han didn't dare to look up, her mind was in turmoil. She didn't know why Ding Yi wanted to send her to the cold palace, and she didn't know what Ding Yi's intention was in mentioning his family now. She could only pray that Ding Yi was wise and brave and would not involve his family.