Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Things in the court were changing rapidly, all the ministers slept for one night, and when they went to court the next day, there was an extra seat in the court.

Everyone glanced at the curtain at the lower left of the throne, and lowered their eyes knowingly.Which minister didn't know when the emperor ordered some staff members to be appointed yesterday?I came here today to see what this staff member looks like, so that the emperor can catch him at a glance.It's a pity that the curtain is too thick, only a faint figure can be seen, and nothing else can be seen.

Zuo Xing stroked his beard and glanced at the curtain thoughtfully.Then he turned around and looked at Wu Yong who had been standing behind him without looking sideways.

Finding that Zuo Xing was looking at him, Wu Yong bowed to him as a salute.He and Zuo Xing are ministers of the Ministry of War and ministers of the Ministry of Officials. They have equal positions, and they are both from the first rank. It cannot be said who has a higher status and who has a lower status.He saluted Zuo Xing mainly because of his age.He is just a 22-year-old boy, but Zuo Xing is already a veteran minister who has gone through three dynasties and two generations, so he should have the respect he deserves.

Zuo Xing nodded, and turned his gaze away.

Song Nanchu, who was sitting behind the curtain, kept moving around and couldn't sit still. He could feel a lot of seemingly invisible eyes cast on him, and there was a "buzzing" discussion sound in his ears. He couldn't hear clearly but felt very noisy.

He knew that from the moment his eyes met, he knew that this emperor would not give him any good job.No, it put him in such an embarrassing position from the very beginning.

Gu Zhiyuan, who came late, sat down on the dragon chair, and all the voices below were silenced, and they all bowed without turning their eyes.

"Today, what else do you want to play?" Gu Zhiyuan tapped lightly on the armrest of the dragon chair with his left hand, and what he said was the same as usual.

No difference is the biggest difference!There is such a big person in the court, but the emperor pretends nothing happened, which makes them, the courtiers, panic.

"Natural disasters are rampant in Jiangbei, and the plague is lingering. I hope His Majesty will allocate funds for disaster relief." The person who said this was Du Sheng, a 24-year-old man who had made no special contributions, and his official position was hereditary to his father.

Gu Zhiyuan raised his eyelids to look at Du Sheng, and said, "Appropriation? The national treasury is very vacant, so it can't be appropriated." As he spoke, he glanced at a group of high-ranking officials with fat intestines, and turned his eyelids to the curtain On the person behind him, "What suggestion does the Song staff have?"

Now that he was named, Song Nanchu felt that he couldn't just sit still and keep silent. Anyway, he is now an official who takes people's money, although he doesn't know what level of official he is.

"The national treasury is vacant, but the family treasury of the adults is not vacant, right?" Song Nanchu held his right wrist with his left hand and suppressed his voice, "Why don't your majesty make a donation to relieve the immediate needs. For the sake of the victims, I'm afraid there are no adults who are unwilling, right? "

Donate again?

The ministers were terrified. When Gu Zhiyuan first came to power, he said that the treasury was empty and needed donations for emergency relief. They did not dare to disobey the new emperor's order and turned in their savings one after another.It's not been a few months, why donate again?Treasury still empty?Who is this lying to!

Gu Zhiyuan looked at the ministers with wonderful expressions in the hall, he was in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth raised a little: "Donate... I'm afraid it's embarrassing for you dear ones?"

When meeting such a stingy emperor as Gu Zhiyuan, the adults had no choice but to swallow it in pain.

"Your Majesty was just joking." Before the ministers could have anything to say, someone spoke first, "Your Majesty just held a donation a month ago. Why is the treasury empty now? There has been neither palace construction nor major events in this month. , Your Majesty, where did the money go, can you talk to the old minister?"

The one who spoke was Grand Master Lian Yi, who was the biological elder brother of Empress Dowager Lian.In today's dynasty, no one except him has the guts to teach the emperor like this.

Gu Zhiyuan rubbed his nose and smiled: "What the Grand Master said is true." Then, he gestured with his right hand to Eunuch Zheng, "Eunuch Zheng, send an order to allocate [-] gold from the treasury for disaster relief." After the father-in-law nodded, he turned to Du Sheng again, "Since Du Aiqing suggested it, you can go on this disaster relief trip."

Du Sheng clasped his fists: "The minister accepts the decree."

What followed was nothing more than small things, which were reported one after another. After reporting, Gu Zhiyuan's expression changed, and he became more and more impatient.

Song Nanchu, who was sitting behind the curtain, could clearly see the change in Gu Zhiyuan's face on the dragon chair. He observed it curiously for a long time, but found that he was just a normal person who lost his patience. In the end, he was tired of observing.

What made him even more curious was the person who dared not show the emperor's face in public. Such a person is really courageous.Well, to be honest, I guess it's not about being brave but about being powerful, even bigger than the emperor.Among the only information he had, there was only Lian Yi, the current Grand Master.

threaten……

Song Nanchu stroked the armrest with his fingers, but his mind started to work quickly.

To let such a person tie his hands and feet, this emperor is either a figurehead, or... shrewd enough to break down.He glanced at the handsome man on the dragon chair, and sneered: Trash?If that is trash, who else is smart in this world?

However, he would be more than happy to see how the emperor, who had just taken office for less than two months, brought down a big family.This process must be very interesting.

"Retreat."

With an order, all the ministers bowed and saluted, waiting for the Ninth Five-Year Lord to leave.

"Song Aiqing and Du Aiqing went to the imperial study after they went to court." After saying these words, Gu Zhiyuan's yellow figure slowly disappeared.

As soon as the emperor left, the hall became lively.Song Nanchu got up from the chair, thinking about how to find the Imperial Study Room, but Du Sheng came up to him first.

"Master Song is going to the Imperial Study?" Du Sheng's appearance is ordinary, and he is also ordinary. There is no part of his body that can catch Song Nanchu's eyes. "Isn't it like being together?"

It's good for Song Nanchu to think about it, anyway, this person must know the location of the Imperial Study Room better than him, and it's better to follow others and not lose face than other people jumping up and down to find it.

"Okay." He spoke lightly, and the people next to him sounded like spring rain, with weakness.To put it bluntly, she is a bitch, and they look down on her.

A group of officials finally saw this staff member, they glanced up and down at him, and then made a unified evaluation: the second Wu Yong.

They looked at this Song Nanchu who had nothing but good looks and a black heart that tried to exploit them, and who spoke so softly, wasn't he the second person who charmed your lord?

Lian Yi stretched out his hand to stop Song Nanchu who was about to go to the imperial study with Du Sheng, a pair of dark eyes stared at him, and a hoarse voice sounded slowly: "Master Song looks very familiar."

Song Nanchu made a bow to him, with eyebrows curved, and smiled slightly: "Maybe the villain is in the eyes of the grand master."

Everyone's eyelids jumped.Hey, this staff member is quite courageous, dare to talk to Lian Yi like that.

"I can't tell by eye contact, but it looks like an old man like me." Lian Yi's eyes were deep and his speech was steady.These words sounded like threats and nostalgia, Song Nanchu couldn't figure it out.

"Master Grand Master, it's not good for you to stop people from recalling the past, right?" Zuo Xing, who hadn't said a word in the whole morning, spoke up, obviously to save Song Nanchu from the siege.

Lian Yi looked at Zuo Xing inexplicably, withdrew his hand, and sighed: "Let's go, the old man is confused." Whether he is confused or not, only he himself knows.

Song Nanchu thanked Zuo Xing, and without taking a second look, he followed Du Sheng, who had been staring beside him, and left.

Going faster is always a good thing.