"Ahem!"

"Master Du, where are you going?"

Du Yuanxian suddenly turned around and suddenly found a mighty general in armor standing in front of him.

"Marshal Huang?"

"When did you come to the Imperial Study Room?"

Huang Feihu: "...I am always here."

Zi Shou: "I can testify."

Du Yuanxian: "Am I getting old? My alertness has become so low?"

Zi Shou smiled.

I'm sorry, Master Du. As a great king, I cannot ignore a great uncle with great military achievements twice in a row.

Du Yuanxian handed the imperial edict to Huang Feihu with a suspicious look on his face, apologized, and after asking for instructions, turned around and left.

"Your Majesty, actually you didn't realize that I was here, right?"

Huang Feihu took the imperial edict with a resentful look and sighed.

"Hahaha, Marshal Huang, are you kidding me?"

Zishou gave him a good beating and sent King Wu Cheng away. Just as he was preparing to practice the Wheel of Life and Death, he heard the voice of a vigorous old man.

"Your Majesty, I would like to see you, Shang Rong!"

"come in."

Zi Shou curled his lips, this old man was really everywhere.

As soon as Zi Shou finished speaking, he saw an old man without his head walking in, holding a stack of half-meter-high foldables. Unexpectedly, he tripped over the threshold and fell to pieces.

A pile of folding notes scattered on the floor.

"Oh, my old waist..."

Shang Rong's face suddenly turned purple, he held his waist and cried bitterly.

Zi Shou:……

"Quick, Doctor Xuan!!"

A quarter of an hour later.

Shang Rong was tied into a rice dumpling, placed on a stretcher, and carried out.

On the way they were carried away, they kept shouting:

"I'm fine, I can still work for another twenty years!"

Zi Shou sighed, feeling a little guilty.

Over the years, the burden he placed on Shang Rong was too heavy. He could have taken care of himself until old age, but as a result, he suffered from mental breakdown due to the pressure of work in his old age.

"It's time to hand over the burden."

He picked up the pen, spread out a piece of paper, pondered for a moment, and wrote a line of words on it.

"The first member of the cabinet of Dashang."

Then, a group of people's names were randomly written on the paper.

Yabiqian, Jizi, Weiziqi, Weiziyan, Boyi, Shuqi, Shangrong, Meibo, Yang Ren, Jiao Ke, Zhao Qi, Sun Yin, Fang Tianjue...

Then, Zishou gradually crossed out some inappropriate names, and finally six people were left.

Bigan, Wei Ziqi, Shang Rong, Mei Bo, Zhao Qi, Wen Zhong.

Now the court is stable, and the civil servants and military generals are all virtuous ministers of civilized future generations.

Zi Shou has already embarked on the path of spiritual practice, and will not waste too much time on dealing with government affairs in the future, but will instead grasp the direction of the dynasty.

"It's time to follow Emperor Wanli's example and lie down."

"Lie down and let's start from tonight."

That night.

In the middle palace, Queen Jiang's bedroom, the lights stayed on all night.

The palace guards and palace guards were all waiting outside the palace.

The humiliating movement occurred from just after nightfall to the early morning of the next day.

…

The next day.

Zisheng held a thermos cup that was obviously one size larger and came to the Jiujian Hall to pay his respects.

As soon as all the civil and military officials gathered together, they saw the official in front of the palace announcing the order:

"I feel that the affairs of the imperial court are chaotic and disorganized. Now I want to form a cabinet to manage the affairs of the imperial court."

After the words fell, the civil and military officials were in an uproar.

Shang Rong, as the head of the civil service, stood up first.

"Your Majesty, I deserve death for my crime!"

Zi Shou:??

"As the prime minister, I cannot relieve the king's worries and cause the court to be in disarray. This is a capital crime!"

"Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

Zi Shou rolled his eyes angrily.

"You haven't even listened to Gu's will, so I'm going to punish you for offending you?"

"You're not asking for forgiveness, you're blocking my mouth so that I can't speak."

"Prime Minister, is this what you mean?"

Shang Rong's back was suddenly wet with sweat. He was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground. The bones he had just broken yesterday made a clicking sound...

Screams resounded in Jiujian Hall.

"Pass on the Imperial Physician!"

Zi Shou closed his eyes deeply.

Still the same splint, still the same stretcher, still the same doctor...

Shang Rong was quickly carried out again.

"see it?"

“What is a cabinet?”

“Why form a cabinet?”

"The reason is very simple! I don't want to be like the old prime minister... struggling with my lumbar spine all day long!"

After Shang Rong's accident, no one in the Jiujian Palace dared to speak anymore.

However, the words "the government is disorganized" are like a knife hanging over their heads.

All civil and military officials thought they were going to be liquidated!

Shang Rong, the head of the civil service, has come to an end, and there is no hope for the civil service.

The eyes of all the officials were focused on Wen Zhong, the leader of the military attachés.

Wen Zhong raised his eyelids and glanced at them:

"Great King Shengming!"

Civil and military officials:...

Master, after all, you are entrusting a lonely and important minister, so can you have some moral integrity?

The decree has not yet been made.

Is this holy?

Yu Zhong can’t be so stupid!

What if the king is planning to lay off employees?

Recently, the country is peaceful and the people are at peace, and the value of their existence has become less and less.

Everyone knew clearly that cutting off 30% of the civil and military officials present would not affect the operation of the empire.

Of course, I think so in my heart, but no one dares to say it out loud.

After hearing Zhong’s statement,

The cabinet formation regulations that had been prepared long ago were also sent to all ministers.
To be continued...