Zombie travels through time and space to become the empress, who only wants to be a jerk and not att

The late emperor and the officials were all shocked.

But Murong Qian had previously demonstrated his understanding of state affairs, so this data would not be too different.

The prince at that time, seeing this situation, felt that it was not good. How could he let this kid take the limelight? His eyes turned and said, "Father, can we directly attack the gentry? What if it causes a civil uprising?"

Yes.

This is also what everyone is worried about.

There are external worries now, but no internal troubles.

If there is a civil uprising, internal and external troubles will come together...

The late emperor looked at Murong Qian happily, "Fourteen, what do you think?"

"Father, in life, there is a limit to what you can eat, wear and spend. The reason why the gentry have so much land and money is simply because they have no other sense of value."

Sense of value?

...

Li Daoyun was immersed in his memories until he heard a chorus of voices shouting, "Long live the emperor."

Li Daoyun quickly came to his senses, shook his clothes, knelt down, and kowtowed.

The court dress Murong Yue wore today was formal, bright yellow, grand and majestic.

She slowly climbed onto the throne in the hall and sat down slowly, "Stand up."

This is what Ah Hao taught her this morning.

She liked these two words. Humans liked to kneel before her because they were submitting to her powerful strength. When she said "stand up", humans would stand up.

Murong Yue felt that this made her look more powerful.

Sitting on the dragon throne, looking down, you can see a sea of ​​heads everywhere.

She had always thought that there were only a few people in this human base, but it turned out there were so many.

So where are these people usually?

It seems that I still know too little about this base.

Well... come to think of it, I'm pretty good.

Murong Yue was in a good mood, waiting for humans to come and give her a beating.

Li Xuanji also took off his blue and white robe today and changed into official uniform. This was the last grand court meeting before the New Year, and he had to appear.

He is forty years old, at the age of forty, but judging from his figure, he looks like a young man standing there.

Many ministers in the palace who had daughters were moved without exception.

If only I could marry my daughter to the Imperial Master.

Not only would his daughter have no worries for the rest of her life, but his position would also be more secure.

I just don't know what kind of person this national teacher likes...

Li Xuanji didn't know that he had become the most popular candidate for son-in-law in Qing Kingdom.

His mind was all on His Majesty, and he wondered what surprising thing His Majesty, who had just recovered from a serious illness, would do today.

But just don't smash the dragon throne.

The grand court meeting was like this, with officials speaking in order from the smallest to the largest. If there was nothing to report, it would be skipped.

The benefit of doing this is to prevent senior officials from speaking first, so that what they want to do and the opinions they express will not conflict with those of lower-ranking officials who speak later.

At that time, people of lower ranks will most likely not speak out for various reasons.

It is not conducive to the advancement of political affairs.

These are the rules for grand court meetings set by the retired emperor.

Although it has developed to the point where minor officials usually communicate with their superiors first to tell them what they will be requesting to report during the grand court meeting, it still retains an opportunity for minor officials to face the emperor directly.

The New Year is coming soon. How can we, the officials, miss the opportunity to flatter His Majesty and send New Year's greetings?

Even if there is nothing to do, you should find something to say.

In previous years, His Majesty would accept the gifts with a blank expression, but now Murong Yue enjoyed this feeling very much.

After the first minor official finished speaking, Murong Yue was still not satisfied, "Say it again."

The small official could only repeat the flattery he had carefully prepared and thought about for half a month.

Murong Yue was pleased to hear this, "Say it again."

Ga?

When I talked about the latter part, I felt embarrassed myself.

I think your majesty is not satisfied with this phenomenon...

The officials who were still waiting to continue blowing flattery were sweating silently and quickly deleted the content they were going to blow in their minds.

Finally, Murong Yue had heard enough, nodded, and signaled the next human to speak.

The next official was the one in charge of street management in the capital. His position was not high-ranking and he did not have much to do.

His speech was unprecedentedly concise. "Since October, six lanterns have been damaged in the main streets of the capital. It gets dark early, and the lamp oil consumption is 30% higher than in summer and autumn."

"During the New Year holidays, I plan to increase the number of streets where lanterns are hung and the duration of the hanging."

"Ten areas will be set aside for people to play, and large fairs will be held every day, rotating through different streets."

"Your Majesty, I have nothing else to ask you. I wish your Majesty a happy new year and good health and all the best."

Gone?

That's it?

Murong Yue disagreed, saying it was too short!

It's too short.

She frowned and ordered, "Speak more."

what?

Your Majesty did not emphasize 'say it again', but said it again.

Dissatisfied with the brevity of his statement, the official cleared his throat and elaborated on each part.

The officials who were speaking later in the line had another brain earthquake.

I tried hard to pick up the work-related content that I had just deleted from my mind, and carefully recalled the details to satisfy His Majesty.

In this way, Murong Yue listened to the humans' chattering and received some words of praise from them.

If he was happy to hear it, he would nod, and the officials below would breathe a sigh of relief. If he was unhappy to hear it, he would frown, and the officials below would not dare to breathe.

Although she didn't talk much, Li Xuanji felt that everything that needed to be arranged had been arranged, and everything that needed to be approved had been approved.

The last grand court meeting of this year...ended successfully.

He is confident that he can cure His Majesty by next year.

There were still six ministers who hadn't spoken yet. Murong Yue's stomach growled, so she stood up and said, "Let's talk after we finish eating."

Ah!

The six ministers and the two prime ministers were all shocked. They must not eat in the Qinzheng Hall again. The trauma of the last time they had overeating caused them to cut the meal standards of everyone in the family in half after they returned home.

But it seems that after half a month, the expenses in the mansion have decreased a lot.

Even so, they didn't want to have lunch here.

Fortunately, Murong Yue left the Qinzheng Hall with her hands behind her back and walked towards her own Taihe Hall.

She is not stupid. There are so many people eating here, so how loud would the smacking sounds be?

Affect appetite.

And after dinner she had to check whether they had finished eating, which made her so exhausted.

Murong Yueren was still on the way when Ah Hao's order for meal arrived at the imperial kitchen.

Chief Steward Zhu was rubbing his hands in anticipation. He had always received praise from His Majesty these days and felt that he should work harder to be worthy of His Majesty's praise.

So he made three preparations. On the one hand, he arranged for people to spend a lot of money to collect food recipes from all over the world, not limited to Qing Kingdom.

On the one hand, I went out and tried everything myself, starting with eating all over Beijing, and then bringing back the delicious food for study.

On the one hand, he inquired about the famous chefs of Qing State, whom he planned to recruit into the palace.

Making delicious food for His Majesty is such an honorable thing~

So for lunch today, Manager Zhu prepared a Beijing snack, sesame sauce and spicy hot pot.

He felt it was just average when he ate it for the first time, but after he came back he missed it so much that he tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep at night.

My mouth is watering.

So we went to eat again the next day.

It's very strange. I felt it was just so-so when I was eating it, but I missed it a lot after I came back.