Quickly wear "I am the empress"

After Zhao Zhen left, those old ministers who disliked Zhiyu finally had no one to complain to.

However, before they could scold Zhao Zhen for not doing his job, Zhiyu began to issue one decree after another.

The people that Bao Zheng mentioned at the banquet before.

Those who commit serious crimes will all be executed in the autumn.

If the crime is not punishable by death, the offender will be exiled to Lingnan or sent to serve as a soldier.

Immediately afterwards, Zhiyu called everyone to the court and asked the guards to burn all the memorials that Bao Zheng had not read out that day in front of all the officials.

"I will no longer pursue the past."

"I only hope that from now on, you gentlemen will abide by your duties and serve the people wholeheartedly."

After hearing Zhiyu's words, all the ministers felt relieved instantly and knelt down immediately, praising the emperor for his wisdom.

Looking at the people kneeling below, Zhiyu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

She has been on the throne for so long, but this is the first time she has seen people so sincerely accepting when they call her "official"...

In the crowd, Bao Zheng glanced at the officials present with an upright gaze, and finally sighed helplessly in his heart.

Do these people really think that the person above is a good person?

These memorials that were burned were not the incriminating memorials found out by the Imperial City Bureau. They were clearly the discarded memorials that the person above did not want.

The criminal records found by the Imperial City Division are now kept safe and sound in his home...

Thinking of this, Bao Zheng sighed secretly. Fortunately, when the emperor asked him to sort out the memorials, he had a little trick in mind and put the memorials with serious mistakes into the first box, otherwise those criminals might still be standing in this court.

After the memorial was burned, the ministers in the court became much more friendly towards Shang Zhiyu.

At least no one turned their face away with a sour face.

After burning the memorial, Zhiyu immediately announced that there were too few ministers in the court, and she planned to add an imperial examination.

Upon hearing this, the ministers had no objection. In order to ensure the princess' smooth ascension to the throne, the emperor had killed many people.

Nowadays, they have to do the work of two or three people every day, and they are already overwhelmed...

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After negotiating the distribution of Khitan with the envoys of Western Xia, Fan Zhongyan, who had been on leave for a long time, came to the palace.

In the Chuigong Hall, looking at Fan Zhongyan with a dead look on his face, Zhiyu couldn't hide his surprise, "Master Fan, are you sick?"

Fan Zhongyan waved his hands helplessly, "Your Majesty, my time is coming..."

"So I came to see you, the official."

Hearing this, Zhiyu quickly offered him a seat, "Master Fan, if you have anything to say, please sit down and talk slowly. I am listening."

Fan Zhongyan bowed to Zhiyu with some difficulty, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Note sighed: "Your health is already like this, why bother to force yourself to enter the palace."

"If you want to see me, just send someone to invite me."

Fan Zhongyan shook his head calmly and said with a pale face: "It's okay."

"Your Majesty, I had a serious illness a few years ago and was almost dying."

"But at that time, the Master gave me a mission, asking me to watch you ascend the throne......"

"He's worried about you."

"I'm afraid you'll be bullied by the court officials, and I'm afraid you'll be schemed against."

"Now that you have successfully become the emperor, my mission is also accomplished..."

Hearing this, Zhiyu was silent for a while: "It's my fault. I'm sorry to trouble the master to worry about it."

Hearing this, Fan Zhongyan shook his head and said, "Master said that you will be a wise ruler in the future."

"Now that my time has come, I can't see what will happen next."

"But I hope you won't disappoint him."

Zhiyu nodded, "As a ruler, you should be diligent in governing and love your people."

"I always keep your teachings in mind."

Fan Zhongyan nodded with satisfaction, "Before the master died, the one he was most worried about was you."

"I wanted to help you for a few years despite my illness."

"But my body is really not up to the task."

"Official, the road ahead is long, I hope you don't lose your original intention............"

Zhiyu nodded with a heavy face, "When you are in a high position in the government, you have to worry about the people. Lord Fan, don't worry. I, Zhao An, will always put the people of the world first."

Hearing this, Fan Zhongyan smiled faintly and said, "In that case, I will take my leave."

"Official, we will not meet again today. Please... take care."

Zhiyu stood up and said, "Master Fan, I'll take you there."

Fan Zhongyan waved his hand when he heard this, "Sir, no."

"I have walked this road to Chuigong Palace for most of my life."

"For the last time..., I want to go alone."

Hearing Fan Zhongyan say this, Zhiyu nodded slightly, "Okay."

"Master Fan, I won't see you off then."

"Take care of yourself."

Fan Zhongyan bowed and said, "I will take my leave."

After Fan Zhongyan left, Li Wanniang walked in.

"I, a commoner, pay my respects to the governor."

Zhiyu waved her hand, "No need to be so polite."

"I looked at the account book you sent me. The shop under your name has made good profits in recent years."

"I have something I'm going to give you to do, take a look at it."

As he spoke, Zhiyu asked the eunuch Zhang next to him to hand the memorial on the table to Li Wanniang.

Logically speaking, Eunuch Zhang is an elder person around Zhao Zhen, and now he should accompany Zhao Zhen to travel and enjoy the scenery.

But Eunuch Zhang was old and could not stand the bumpy ride, and Zhao Zhen was also worried about Zhiyu, so after Zhao Zhen left, Eunuch Zhang began to follow Zhiyu.

After reading the contents of the memorial, Li Wanniang's expression became serious.

"Official, this matter may be difficult to handle."

Zhiyu nodded, "I know it's difficult, otherwise I wouldn't have called you to the palace."

"The people in the Ministry of Industry have improved the textile machines, and the cotton is about to mature. It is the best time to set up a factory."

Li Wanniang shook her head in embarrassment, "Sir, this so-called factory can be run by a common woman."

"I may not be able to recruit so many people to work. I am not sure."

Hearing this, Zhiyu nodded slightly, "Since it can be done, then you can start doing it first."

"Someone will be in charge of recruiting workers."

Hearing this, Li Wanniang nodded slightly: "Sir, whose name should this factory be named after?"

Zhiyu pondered for a moment, then said: "Use the name of the Great Song Dynasty Commerce Department."

Li Wanniang was puzzled: "Ministry of Commerce?"

Zhiyu nodded: "I will set up a department dedicated to business management outside the six departments."

"From now on, some of the functions of the Ministry of Revenue will also be transferred to the Ministry of Commerce."

"Go down and prepare first. I'll have someone contact you in a few days."

Upon hearing this, Li Wanniang bowed slightly and said, "I'll take my leave."