"I also want to ask what the minister does..." Zhao Si opened his mouth.

"Then we have to see what your Majesty wants Lang Guan to do first." Wang Li smiled and replied.

"Other than the duties in the palace, there is usually nothing to do." Wang Li replied.

Lang Zhongling, this place is a transitional station and training school.

Of all the Langguan, very few can stay in Langzhongling, and the final result is either to be transferred to another institution or to another institution.

However, all ministers who are in charge of the government basically have to serve as ministers for two years for professional training.

The fixed task of this place is to guard the palace gate for the First Emperor.

Secondly, certain training tasks must be completed.

The First Emperor would occasionally summon his ministers to discuss government affairs and memorials, and he would also ask the ministers to submit memorials individually for certain events. Sometimes, the ministers would also serve as members of the First Emperor's think tank team, serving as back-up and hidden brains.

At the same time, the Lang officials needed to deal with some of the duties of the Lang Zhongling, such as the First Emperor's travel plan, personnel, entourage, roads, time, and equipment. These all needed to be planned and handled by the Lang officials.

Langguan's priority was to serve the First Emperor. Basically, Langguan had to do whatever the First Emperor needed.

It means a bit like a minister, a secretary, an assistant, and a security guard.

Including Meng Yi, in essence, the First Emperor ordered Meng Yi to come in and read the memorial, which was also a form of participating in the government affairs. Meng Yi occasionally had to guest star as the Second General Heng Ha who guarded the gate of the First Emperor...

At the same time, when traveling, Meng Yi would either serve at home or drive for the First Emperor outside. Although he was Jiuqing, what he did was not essentially different from other Lang officials, but Meng Yi had greater rights.

The two ministers on the left and right, the imperial censor, must consider Meng Yi's opinion if they want to do important things. At special moments, such as when the First Emperor is touring the world, Meng Yi's power is greater than that of the three gongs and nine ministers, and Meng Yi is the one who takes the lead.

As well as the controller and planner of the convoy route, including the accompanying list, all were drawn by Meng Yi.

And it just so happened that the First Emperor particularly liked to patrol the world.

"I see..." Zhao Si nodded as he listened to Wang Li's explanation.

In this way, there is no essential difference between all the Langguan and even the Langzhonglingshangqing. The work is still the same. The only difference lies in whether the First Emperor will let you do it and whether you can do it well.

After all, Wang Li had been a halberd-wielding man and had studied abroad as a doctor.

"Tsk! In other words, if Meng Yi had not left his convoy to pray for the mountains and rivers in history, there would have been no so-called dune coup..."

Chatting with Wang Li all the way, Zhao Si and Wang Li stepped on the carriage together until they left the palace.

The war horse gallops...the carriage moves!

"Isn't Lantian Camp this way?" Zhao Si looked at Wang Li who was driving, but he didn't react for a moment.

"Now that three kinds of new grains have been produced, you have nothing to do in Lantian. You are now a Langguan. Is it possible that you plan to leave the Lantian camp tomorrow and night to go to the palace for duty?" Wang Li turned to look at Zhao Si.

"Then where are we going?" Zhao Si was surprised and asked subconsciously.

"Of course it's your home!" Wang Li said with a smile.

"My home?" Zhao Si was stunned for a moment, then remembered that the Wang family also gave him a house in Xianyang City.

It's just that the yard has not been occupied for a long time and needs to be taken care of. Zhao Si lives in Lantian Camp and has trouble going out, so he has never gone there. After all, for so long, Zhao Si doesn't even know where this house is.

There was only the land and house deed documents sent by Wang Li.

It's really helpful now, otherwise I have to be on duty at the palace tomorrow, and it's getting late today. If I don't have a house, I have to find an inn and guest house.

Wang Li drove the chariot, and Zhao Si sat in the passenger seat and squinted slightly. In about half an hour, the chariot had stopped steadily in front of a house.

It is parked at the side door. Only when distinguished guests come to the door will the main door be opened to show respect. Most of the time, including the host himself, he enters through the side door.

There are also ministers guarding the side door. They have lean bodies and are dressed in short linen clothes. They look very strong.

"I have already told you, and I have specially arranged it for you for a long time, but you have never been here, and you have to go in to rest... If the concubine in the house does not suit you, you can change it yourself..." After that, Wang Li revealed

gave an ambiguous smile.

Zhao Si looked at the ministers in front of him who were bowing to him, as well as the maids Yingying Yanyan who was already waiting inside.

This guy Wang Li has been setting up this thing for so long? It doesn’t look like a home at all, it looks like a brothel...

"Master, please come in..."

Zhao Si didn't even have a key, so he just stepped into the tall and completely unfamiliar yard that belonged to him. He looked back and was about to call Wang Li, but he only saw that Wang Li's figure sitting on the carriage had disappeared and faded.

in the night.

Written in the hospital, the update is late, sorry everyone.
Chapter completed!