The lucky man is the one who has no offspring, and the pregnant waist is spoiled like crazy

He looked at Jiang Zheng's half face that looked like An Ning, and was speechless for a moment.

He named Jiang Zheng the Empress because of this face, but when she asked him if he would always treat him like this, he remained silent, which was unusual for him.

If Aning comes back one day, will he still treat Jiang Zheng like this?

Shen Ziming thought for a long time but still couldn't get an answer. "Why think so far ahead? Just focus on the present."

Jiang Zheng was not annoyed, and was not panicked at all as she watched her favorability level steadily increase.

[Why don't you have any reaction at all? This man is not completely sincere to you. ]

Jiang Zheng didn't take it seriously at all. "What's the big deal? Isn't it me who can make him give his true heart to her? Why should I be jealous of myself?"

Aning is Jiang Zheng and Jiang Zheng is Aning.

While Shen Ziming, who was being encouraged, was still struggling with his feelings, Jiang Zheng had already seen the celebration ceremony for the completion of the mission.

【Be open-minded! Worth learning! 】

The two of them lay on the dragon bed and talked, and fell asleep while talking.

When Jiang Zheng woke up again, she saw Shen Ziming reviewing memorials at the imperial desk with a frown on his face, as if he was worried about something.

She lay on the edge of the bed, her chin propped up, looking at Shen Ziming with sparkling eyes.

"How long do you want to watch?" Shen Ziming noticed Jiang Zheng as soon as she woke up, and said with a hint of teasing, "Come over when you wake up."

Shen Ziming knew that Jiang Zheng didn't like to see people, so he didn't leave anyone to serve her in the inner hall.

Jiang Zheng put on a coat and slowly walked over to rub Shen Ziming's temples. "Your Majesty, is there anything bothering you?"

Shen Ziming threw the memorial in his hand and rubbed his brow impatiently, "There are problems with the administration of officials. The allocation of responsibilities is wrong, and there are often parts that are not under the jurisdiction of anyone. This gives me a headache."

On second thought, how could Jiang Zheng possibly understand all this? She was really too anxious.

Shen Ziming did not stop her, so Jiang Zheng took a general look at what was written on the memorial.

It turned out that the uneven distribution of official positions led to the inability to assign responsibilities to specific people.

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought of setting up six departments to govern it?" Jiang Zheng asked tentatively.

Shen Ziming asked suspiciously: "What six departments?"

Jiang Zheng smiled and took out a blank piece of rice paper from the side, "Let me borrow your Majesty's jade brush."

In just a few seconds, she drew a simple structural diagram, and wrote down the responsibilities of each part in detail, which was quite detailed.

Shen Ziming suddenly opened his eyes wide, with obvious surprise in his eyes, "Did you come up with this yourself?"

Jiang Zheng smiled and said, "Not really. I remember reading something similar in a book before."

She traveled through various worlds and had seen countless official positions and administrations, but she did not dare to speak carelessly in this imaginary dynasty.

"Jiang Zheng, you simply...surprised me so much!" Shen Ziming rarely showed obvious joy, "With this, I can start to rectify the administration and redivide the regional jurisdiction."

"Your Majesty will do it! I believe in Your Majesty." Jiang Zheng said firmly.

Shen Ziming is the fragment of the Son of Fortune, and his abilities are simply beyond words.

"Jiang Zheng, I will go to court tomorrow to discuss this matter, but I will not tell you that this is your idea for the time being. Do you think you can accept it?" Shen Ziming thought further ahead.

The redivision of responsibilities now will inevitably affect the interests of some aristocratic families. They will not do anything to Shen Ziming, but Jiang Zheng, who is in the harem, may not be so safe.

"I listen to your majesty." Jiang Zheng understood the interests involved. Throughout history, every administrative rectification was fraught with dangers, and she just didn't want to get involved in this mess.

Shen Ziming patted Jiang Zheng's hand with satisfaction, "When the time is right, I will announce this matter to the public, and then I will reward you well!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Jiang Zheng was gentle and sensible, and her non-competitive appearance made Shen Ziming particularly happy.

[Favorability 5, current favorability 55. ]

The next day, Shen Ziming brought the matter to the court for discussion, and as expected, he was opposed by all the ministers.

"Your Majesty! The laws of our ancestors cannot be changed!"

"Your Majesty, this is unreasonable! It hurts the foundation of the country!"

"Your Majesty, if you do this, it will chill the hearts of all the ministers!"

Shen Ziming looked calm, but he kept sneering in his heart. "One or two of them have good arguments, but did my action hurt the foundation of the country, or... hurt the interests of some people?"

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Shen Ziming snorted coldly and was about to speak when General Zhao suddenly stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report!"

Shen Ziming had a good impression of General Zhao and responded with a slight "hmm".

"I think... this method is feasible!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire court was in an uproar, and even Shen Ziming, who was sitting at the top, showed some surprise.

If he remembered correctly, this General Zhao also came from a noble family.

"continue."

General Zhao bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I think this method is feasible, but it does have some omissions and needs to be improved."

Shen Ziming showed a little satisfaction on his face, "I know this is just a preliminary idea and needs to be improved. Today I just bring it up for discussion."

Taiwei Zhao hesitated for a moment, then asked, "May I ask which capable person proposed the theory of the six ministries, Your Majesty? I wonder if I would be honored to discuss it with him."

When Shen Ziming thought of Jiang Zheng's well-informed appearance, his expression softened a little.

Seeing this, General Zhao couldn't help but guess: "Is it someone close to His Majesty?"

Shen Ziming nodded. "He is a capable minister whom I subjugated many years ago. However, due to his status, I cannot agree to General Zhao's request."

General Zhao values ​​talent as much as his life. If he were to really meet Jiang Zheng, he would feel like he has found a treasure.

General Zhao bowed his head quickly and said, "It's okay. I'm lucky to have such a capable minister in Tianqi."

Shen Ziming nodded with satisfaction, "Let's put this matter aside for now. Do you have anything else to report?"

Prime Minister Ming had not uttered a word since he had held court until now. Upon hearing this, he glanced at the Censorate, and immediately an Censor came forward.

Ever since Censor Su was deposed, Censor Liu has been serving Prime Minister Ming attentively.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

"Say!"

Censor Liu took out the prepared speech and acted neither humble nor arrogant, "I would like to say that Your Majesty has re-opened the Purple Palace and wants to make Princess Nanyue the Consort. I wonder... is this true?"

Shen Ziming narrowed his eyes slightly, his sharp gaze piercing straight into his flesh, "It is true."

The ministers were in an uproar.

"Your Majesty! The Princess of Nanyue is a princess of a foreign race. How can she be the head of all the concubines? This is extremely inappropriate. Your Majesty, please think twice and revoke the decree of conferring the title!"

A group of people followed behind him and knelt down, "Your Majesty, please think twice!"

The group of people had solemn expressions on their faces, as if they would kneel down forever unless Shen Ziming withdrew his order to confer the title of princess.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

The two sides were on the verge of a fight, neither side willing to give in.