……
Each appointment is like a chess piece that falls on the chessboard of the Tang Dynasty and builds a new political landscape.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The people whose names were called saluted one after another.
The prime minister system that had lasted since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period was abolished without any fuss with just a few seemingly casual words from Li Chengqian.
No one thought of this.
However, the Prime Minister Fang Xuanling, a very important figure in the court, did not make any protest.
He stood there quietly, his expression calm.
He also became the last prime minister recorded in history books.
Li Chengqian walked slowly towards the imperial platform with steady steps.
He returned to the dragon throne, sat down with an upright posture, and glanced at the ministers below the stage.
"My dear ministers, the weather is getting colder, and winter is coming soon."
Li Chengqian's voice echoed in the empty Taiji Hall, carrying a hint of concern and seeming to have a deeper meaning.
"I would like to ask my dear ministers, are you cold on the way to court?"
Li Chengqian's eyes swept across the faces of each minister, as if he was searching for something.
The ministers below looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.
They really couldn't guess what mystery was hidden behind His Majesty's sudden question.
The Tai Chi Hall suddenly fell silent, as if time had stopped at that moment.
No one answered, and no one dared to be the first to speak out. The ministers all waited quietly for His Majesty's next words, and the atmosphere in the court became subtle and tense.
Li Chengqian looked at the ministers in the silent hall and sighed softly, and there seemed to be a hint of helplessness in the sigh.
"Since you, my dear ministers, are allowed to stand in this court, I believe it is not cold."
His tone changed slightly.
"But I'm cold."
His eyes became deep as he looked outside the Tai Chi Hall.
It was as if I saw the people of the Tang Dynasty enduring the cold.
"Winter is approaching. Have you ever cared about how the people of this world will survive the winter?"
"Have you ever thought about how many people in the Tang Dynasty freeze to death every winter?"
His voice gradually rose, taking on a questioning tone.
"Are you feeling warm in Taiji Hall today, my dear ministers?"
Li Chengqian suddenly changed the subject, and the originally solemn atmosphere paused slightly.
All the ministers in the audience reacted at this time.
"Your Majesty, it's warm!"
Everyone said in unison.
Li Chengqian nodded, his expression slightly relaxed.
"It's good to be warm. Come, open the furnaces in the Taiji Hall and let all of you see what's inside."
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
Zhang Ananda responded respectfully and waved his hand.
Several young eunuchs immediately received the order and dispersed.
Holding tongs, they carefully picked up the stove lids in the Taiji Hall one by one.
The old ministers looked into the stove curiously, and what they saw was shocking.
"This is coal! It can burn people to death!"
There was fear in their voices as they stared in amazement at Li Chengqian sitting on the dragon throne, their eyes full of confusion and worry.
But they soon recovered from their initial shock, because they noticed that the young officials all had calm expressions on their faces, and it was obvious that they knew what this thing was.
The most important thing is that after careful observation, these old ministers found that the coal burning in the Taiji Hall only produced a little smoke.
This was completely different from the coal they were used to knowing, which emitted thick black smoke when burned.
For a moment, the smarter ministers were all thoughtful, and a light bulb went off in their heads.
They remembered that when His Majesty first came to power, he sent people to open coal mines across the country. As time went by, these memories had gradually become blurred. They didn't expect that His Majesty was waiting here.
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