Opening an office in Taila

After entering the palace, Song Yufeng learned that His Majesty was in the bedroom at the moment, so he walked all the way to the outside of the emperor's bedroom.

After greeting the maid outside the door and waiting for a while, he saw the maid come out and let Song Yufeng in.

Entering the bedroom, Song Yufeng's first reaction was that the emperor's bedroom was not very luxurious. Of course, compared with the bedrooms of ordinary people, it was definitely luxurious, but after comparing it with the bedrooms of those rich people Song Yufeng had seen, it felt just so-so.

At this time, the emperor was sitting at the table, reading a book with a concise title - "The Art of Emperors".

"Your Majesty, I'm here." Song Yufeng said.

"Ah, Song Yufeng is here. Come, come, sit down." The emperor closed the book and said kindly.

Song Yufeng sat down opposite the emperor.

"Song Yufeng, the Grand Tutor should have relayed my words."

"I've relayed that. I have no objection. As long as it's for the infected and for the people of Yan Country, I'm willing to do it."

"That's good, that's good, but...but you are too young, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince others."

"Well, I have considered this and have a method, so you can rest assured." Song Yufeng nodded.

"Okay, secondly, there are some things. You have to know that the discrimination against the infected has been going on for who knows how long, and it is not so easy to change. There is no shortage of extremists. Your task is very difficult, but this is what we urgently need. You know the current situation of Yan Country. The Shanhai people are just jumping clowns. Those fragments, the Yan Country's Si Sui Tai has a close eye on them. The northern evil demons and the southern Hai Si do not have the ability to break through the defense line. We can still maintain stability in Ursus diplomacy, but the infected... once the infected riot, it is very likely to lead the poor, or other forces to attack us together. Then the situation will get out of control. Even if we can pacify it, we will naturally lose more national strength. For this unnecessary loss of national strength, you have to do a good job, understand?" The emperor said earnestly.

"I know." Song Yufeng had never seen the emperor speak so much. It was obvious that the situation had indeed become increasingly unstable.

“When will I take office?”

"It will take time to set up the relevant departments and select personnel. You will probably be able to take up your post the day after tomorrow. However, at tomorrow morning's court session, I will read out the department's nominees, and you will be present to accept the appointment edict I will personally present to you."

"Okay, I understand." Song Yufeng nodded.

After the emperor finished explaining the precautions to Song Yufeng, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Song Yufeng, in fact, facing the entire Yan Kingdom, the most complicated situation is in the court, beside the emperor. You should learn more in the future to avoid being completely swallowed up by political struggles."

"Yes, I'm learning."

"Alas, especially those officials - don't think I don't know, but the country still needs them, and it's also good for the two sides to check and balance each other. And those who oppose me and want others to be emperor... Alas, Song Yufeng, tell me, if one day, Yan Country is really in turmoil, will you stand on my side?" The emperor looked at Song Yufeng and said.

Song Yufeng was stunned for a moment, then said, "I will." Of course, this was a lie. Although Song Yufeng sympathized with the emperor, in principle, Song Yufeng would not tie himself to a certain force. Whoever could provide more benefits for Minghuang and himself, then Song Yufeng would help that person.

Of course, if the emperor gives more, then we will naturally help the emperor.

After receiving Song Yufeng's affirmative answer, the emperor waved his hand and signaled Song Yufeng to leave.

Song Yufeng found an inn outside to stay in. He might need to live in Baizao permanently in the future. The house that the emperor gave him before could also be lived in, but Song Yufeng was a little scared because of the feng shui issue. Now that he has been away for so long, who knows if it has been tampered with?

Song Yufeng was unwilling to stay there either, but staying in an inn all the time wasn't an option. He couldn't possibly live in his workplace, as that would be too un-official...

It seems that I can only buy a house in Baizao.

Song Yufeng got up at 5:30 the next morning. The morning court started at 6:00 in the morning. Song Yufeng changed into his formal official robe and went out to the palace.

Having said that, it is too ironic that I, a central government official, have only worn official robes a few times and have never even attended the morning court.

So Song Yufeng followed suit and walked into the palace with the huge army that was attending the morning court.

Along the way, he could also hear some officials whispering.

"Who do you think the Minister of Medicine will be?"

"I think it's Li Yanyang. He's the most suitable one."

"In fact, Xu Lianhao also deserves the title."

"Zhang Haolin? Just barely."

"It's not impossible for Feng Zhihui."

The discussions did not end until they entered the hall, but the sad thing was that no one talked about Song Yufeng.

When the routine affairs were completed, the emperor waved his hand, and the eunuch immediately brought out an imperial edict and opened it to read.

Everyone held their breath and listened carefully to the eunuch's reading.

What was read was indeed about the appointment of the Ministry of Medicine. When it was mentioned that the Minister of Medicine was Song Yufeng, everyone present was petrified. Damn, who is Song Yufeng?

After a while, some people realized that Song Yufeng was the young general who defeated the evil demons in the north.

"Now, please come forward, Song Yufeng, and take the imperial edict!" said the eunuch, and Song Yufeng slowly walked out under the gaze of everyone, then knelt on his knees. The emperor took the imperial edict and formally handed it to Song Yufeng.