I want to be a good minister

Chapter 462 The Flower Blooming in the Lord's Dust 2
On the tenth day, as usual, there was no systematic news, Cen Xi closed his eyes, and in the dark space, even the snowflake-like flickering was silent.

Cen Xi believed that the system really had a fatal error, but before the bug, she was lucky enough to be reborn in a body, and at this moment, the exit of the system also shows that her relationship with the Fengyun monitoring system is getting stronger and stronger. It's far away, so, from the beginning of waking up, Cen Xi checked the system every few minutes to only a few hours now. For Cen Xi, the system's influence on her has become smaller and smaller.

Besides, Cen Xi has more important things to do. When he wakes up every day, after washing up, he goes to the side hall of the Hall of Stars. At this time, Zongli sits at the desk for nine out of ten days reviewing the memorial. To hide it from Cen Xi, even consciously or unintentionally, the man would talk to Cen Xi for a few days.

If they have free time in the afternoon, the two of them will take a stroll around the garden, and all kinds of cakes will appear in front of Cen Xi in different ways. Cen Xi thinks he is an extremely self-disciplined person, but he can't hold back Zong Li's various reasons for letting her eat it. .

Lunch was sometimes served in the side hall, sometimes in the main hall, and the portion of the dishes was cut in half at Cen Xi's request.

The days after the lunch break are free, Cen Xi may read miscellaneous books, or go fishing on the porch, sometimes Zong Li will accompany her, as long as he is not busy, he will accompany Cen Xi after dinner before leaving.

Cen Xi is also recovering day by day, what has happened before, why she fell into a coma, Caiyu and Mingyu only said that she was weak since she was young, and it was caused by falling into the water, but Cen Xi was not willing to pursue it.

Cen Xi thought, she is a brand new her now, and Cen Xi, who was cautious at the beginning, gradually stopped hiding her real self, and what she wanted Zong Li to like was her current self.

On the 20th, the sky was bright, Cen Xi opened his eyes as usual, before he could speak, Cai Yu had already brought his maid, Hou, in front of the bed, Cen Xi got up, he was used to the usual routine, and Cen Xi never had time to relax After being free and easy for a while, Xi still couldn't sit still.

I have learned decades of professional knowledge, and I don’t mean to let it go. Moreover, the Dajing Kingdom has a very large area, with the coast in the east, tidal flats in the south, mountains and water in the middle, and mountainous areas in the west. It is very suitable for meteorological research. Cen Xi read it Zongli has published many books, but he has not found knowledge about meteorology. The shipbuilding technology of Dajing Kingdom is ahead of other countries. If there is no matching knowledge of navigation and meteorology, it will be a hidden danger.

Cen Xi slowly thought about this issue in the past few days, but at this time, when he talked to Zong Li about the importance of meteorological knowledge, perhaps Helian Jianxiu, who attaches great importance to meteorological knowledge, may not necessarily think it is important here. .

After the officials of Dajing Kingdom went to court as usual, they retreated as usual.

The Zhongxiang Lord of the Great Jing Kingdom was dressed in a dark blue court dress, with intricate patterns on the shoulder feathers that symbolized power and status, and golden floating feathers from his shoulders to his chest.

Mr. Loyal Prime Minister, over fifty years old, doesn't have a smile easily, even the one who symbolizes the status of being under one person and above ten thousand people can't support his smiling face, and his face is full of hatred, thinking about all the people in Dajing Kingdom who don't give their all. Officials are more dedicated than admonishers.

The loyal family of Dajing Kingdom has been loyal for generations, just like their surname, since they agreed with the emperor as an agent of courtiers, they began to work diligently for generations and began to devote themselves to Dajing.

Behind him is the old matriarch in a light blue official robe. Wang Taifu is older than Zhongxiang. There is a son who walks in front of the imperial court - the chief of the imperial guards.

"Loyalty——" Wang Taifu couldn't learn the high state of being loyal and worrying about the people every day, and he didn't want to talk to Zhongxiang unless it was important.

With that kind of skill, it's better to go fishing with old friends, listen to a ditty, and play a whole game of chess.

But today is something, and it is not a trivial matter.

"Wang Taifu is busy today?" Zhongxiang also can't understand this Wang Taifu. He doesn't care about government affairs and blindly seeks opportunities. The two people who couldn't get along together in the first place must have something to do if they called him today.

"Loyal Prime Minister, you have been to the Hall of Stars the most times in the past few days, but have you ever noticed that something is wrong with your majesty?" Wang Taifu asked tentatively. Here, in matters of government and government, the most trusted by the emperor is also the loyal prime minister.

However, his son, as the chief of the palace guards, naturally has his own channels, and naturally heard some rumors, and then recalled the past few days when he was in court, the high-ranking emperor was a little different than before.

"Something's wrong?" Prime Minister Zhong was taken aback. Your Majesty has put forward several good suggestions that you can take these days. What's wrong, "Wang Taifu, last month, Your Majesty ordered you to be in charge of compiling the annual history of Dajing. You started Already?" The business is good, if you play tricks all day long, there is nothing wrong with your majesty.

"Loyal Prime Minister, haven't you seen your majesty for a few days and haven't been angry in the court?" It's all about political affairs and state affairs all day long, so you're satisfied that everyone is an old scalper like you?

"That's because the achievements of the officials are outstanding, and the emperor is very satisfied." Zhongxiang flicked his sleeves suddenly, something was wrong, and this was not right. The last time I started writing was a congratulatory chapter written by a non-pilgrim a year ago, hmph——

Prime Minister Zhong didn't wait for Wang Taifu to speak, and left directly.

"You, you—" Wang Taifu pointed at the loyal minister who had lost his eyes, it was simply, simply unreasonable.

The loyal prime minister is gone, but it's not that he didn't notice the changes in the past few days. His originally calm temper has become even calmer. Did he ask his mother if she was in good health yesterday?

Not long after Prime Minister Zhong left, several ministers quietly gathered beside Wang Taifu again.

"Teacher—"

"Teacher, you have suffered a lot, but what's the matter?" He Nanqu, the minister of Dali Temple who was speaking, stepped forward immediately and said cautiously.

"Hmph—stubborn—"

"Yes, yes, the whole imperial court is only your Taifu enough to have a talk with Zhongxiang, we want to go too, I'm afraid we will be kicked by Zhongxiang before we open our mouth." He Nanqu said immediately.

"His dead brain, I didn't know about it before I said the gossip of the past few days--" The eyeballs seemed to grow white.

"Teacher, you have the most clear mind, and you can see things accurately. Is there any influence on the rumors these days?" Mrs. Wang stepped forward. Transparent.

"It's still fake, wait and see if you don't believe it—" Wang Taifu put his hands behind his back, and he didn't even have the mood to hum a few words.

The Hall of Stars is not airtight, not to mention that there are too many people, even if there are too many trees, there will be troubles.

On the second day, without waiting for everyone to guess, all the ministers were in an uproar as soon as they went to the court, and they were stunned at the court.

That, who sat on their thrones, unveiled, was, who—

Your Majesty——

All the ministers almost forgot to kneel and worship, Zhong Xiang staggered, tripped on the corner of his robe, and almost fell out.

(End of this chapter)