The Child Emperor

Nan Zhijin, a member of Zhongshushe, remembered very clearly that Shen Mingzhi was the eighth prime minister he sent away. These people behaved differently, some were calm, some were angry, some were wronged, some were confused... In any case, they were all Duckweed, come and go, the constant is the water, rushing.

After all, in the past few decades, Yin Wuxian has served as prime minister for the longest time. He is very lucky to catch up with the eventful autumn. The palace has changed emperors one after another, and each one has not had time to remove him. This is extremely Unusual thing, in Emperor Wu's dying arrangement, Yin Wuxian will assist Xindi for three or five years at most.

Emperor Wu has never disclosed his true intentions, but Nan Zhijin can guess that this is his ability and his responsibility.

Nan Zhijin came to the Prime Minister's Mansion in order to obtain the last batch of official documents. Since then, there has been no public contact between Zhongshu Province and Shen Mingzhi.

Compared with Yin Wuxian, who saw the world before his death, Shen Mingzhi seemed a little indignant, Alas, the emperor is too young, really too young.

Shen Mingzhi sat behind the table and pushed a stack of official documents over. There were no outsiders and no official title, so he could complain a little, If we continue to toss like this, there will be another Emperor Wu, Da Chu... Alas, the emperor is too young.

Nan Zhijin carefully checked the official documents one by one, and said without raising his head, That's why Shen Daren has to make sacrifices, and what you do has far-reaching significance to Da Chu.

Shen Mingzhi stared at this old official. Long before he became prime minister, he knew the importance of Zhongshu Province, but he did not expect that the most important person was an ordinary Zhongshusheren.

Thinking about it carefully, everything actually has an omen. The Zhongshu Province is not large, and there are only more than fifty officers. The Zhongshu Order and the Zhongshu Supervisor are regularly replaced according to the rules. The only person who hasn't changed seems to be Nan Zhijin.

When Shen Mingzhi became prime minister, he did not realize the importance of Nan Zhijin. It was not until the emperor woke up and Han Chou went to prison. , It turns out that there is a power hidden in the DPRK.

He was persuaded for no other reason. Nan Zhijin knew the emperor and almost predicted all the emperor's actions. If Shen Mingzhi wanted to save his reputation and life, he could only cooperate with this Zhongshusheren.

Will Zhuo Ruhe do better than me? Shen Mingzhi asked.

Nan Zhijin continued to check the official document, Only one thing - His Majesty's appreciation and trust, Prime Minister Zhuo can make a difference.

Shen Mingzhi was silent. In the face of the current emperor, he has made too many mistakes, and he has long been unable to make up for them.

The official document was correct, Nan Zhijin closed the official document and raised his eyes to look at Shen Mingzhi opposite, I explained to Lord Shen how difficult it is to 'tame' the emperor. Today's emperor was born in troubled times and formed in the military. His ambition is bigger than that of the emperor. Emperor Wu is worse than before, but the foundation of the Great Chu is not what it used to be, and it cannot afford the battle between the ruler and the minister. As ministers, our only choice is to retreat to advance, obey Your Majesty, help His Majesty, and wait until he believes in the entire court. If you can use it for yourself, everything will go back to normal.”

Except for one point, I'm no longer the prime minister. Shen Mingzhi sighed again.

Nan Zhijin didn't speak. He believed that Shen Mingzhi could understand it himself. He picked up the official document and carefully put it into the box he brought with him, intending to leave.

Shen Mingzhi stretched out his hand and pressed it on the table, leaned forward, and said in a low voice, What Master Nan promised... won't it go wrong?

Nan Zhijin frowned slightly, My life is in the hands of Lord Shen, any word that I have said to you will come to your Majesty's ears, and it will cause death. .

I'm sixty-three this year, what is the longevity of Nantah?

Two years younger than adults.

I'm afraid that I can't wait. When the debt is wiped out, the things that Nanda-sama promised are meaningless.

Compared with Yin Wuxian, Shen Mingzhi is like a market man who is greedy for small profits. Nan Zhijin put the box on the table, put his hands on it, smiled and said, The descendants have one after another, how can the debt be wiped out? Lord Shen. I will go back to my hometown with peace of mind, and the big test in three years, with the talent of the son of the Shen family, I will definitely be the top three in high school, and if I don't see it, there will be other people to take care of it.

Who? Shen Mingzhi was most concerned about this matter.

Sir Shin should understand my difficulty.

Shen Mingzhi waited for a while, and after confirming that Nan Zhijin would not reveal the news, he said: My requirements are not high, I will use a little momentum to send my son to the court smoothly, and the rest will not bother others, let me He's just doing his best.

Nan Zhijin picked up the box, Shen Gongzi is very talented, otherwise, I wouldn't dare to make this package.

Zhongshu said goodbye, Shen Mingzhi sat alone for a while, and decided to accept the reality and strive for his son to realize his dream of prime minister.

Nan Zhijin left the Prime Minister's Mansion, handed the box over to the police, and walked back to the Zhongshu Province together. There were no guards to follow. From the outsiders' point of view, this was an ordinary old official.

At the entrance of Zhongshu Sheng Yamen, Nan Zhijin saw an acquaintance from a distance, and asked the police to go back to the Yamen first, and then walked into an alley by himself.

Zhuo Ruhe's trusted entourage immediately followed, and Xiang Nanzhi cupped his hands with a smile and said, It's finally time for your lord, my lord has an invitation, will Nan-sama come with me?

Zhuo Ruhe was the new prime minister, and the status of his entourage had risen, so naturally he didn't have to be particularly polite to a small Zhongshu Sheren, and he was more casual when he surrendered.

Nan Zhijin smiled and said, Please go back and tell the Prime Minister that tomorrow afternoon, I will send the official document of the provincial government.

The entourage froze, That's a public business, and my family's invitation is a private matter.

It's the same, it's the same, the Prime Minister will understand. Nan Zhijin still smiled, said goodbye, and left first.

The entourage was stunned for a while, and had no choice but to return to his life and belittle Nan Zhijin. He was surprised to find that the Prime Minister did not eat this set at all. Instead, he nodded and said, Master Nan is right, I was too impatient.

The next morning, Zhuo Ruhe chaired the Qinzheng Palace for the first time as the prime minister.

In the afternoon, Zhuo Ruhe returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion to handle government affairs, and after self-examination, he found that the Prime Minister was not so difficult to do. This was due to the trust of the emperor and the cooperation of his colleagues.

Nan Zhijin arrived on time and sent three entire boxes of official documents, which were sorted into categories and sorted by priority. Zhuo Ruhe checked it on the spot, and if he had any questions, he would ask Nan Zhijin for advice.

Time was flying fast, before I finished a box of official documents, it was already dark, Zhuo Ruhe was a new official, and his enthusiasm was high. He ordered the officials in the government to go home first, leave a few policemen, buy food and wine from outside, and have a hastily meal. Dinner, reading at night, be sure to familiarize yourself with the prime minister's responsibilities as soon as possible.

Nan Zhijin stayed, accompanies the prime minister to dinner, and continued to act as a consultant without any complaints.

After the second watch, there were only two people left in the lobby. Zhuo Ruhe speeded up and finally glanced through the official document. He couldn't help but sigh: When I was the governor of the county, I always felt that local matters were important, but the court always delayed it. Now Only then did I understand that the prime minister reviews so many official documents every day, and there are too many important things, but none of them are important.

Nan Zhijin replied: It's not so much every day. The prime minister has been vacant in the last month, and there has been a lot of accumulation.

There was still cold wine left on the table, Zhuo Ruhe took a sip and said, Your Majesty gave me a few ginseng plants.

Um.

Since it was announced that I was going to be the prime minister, people came to the door to give gifts every day. I rejected most of them, but I left a few ginseng plants with good quality for the princess to recuperate.

Zhuo Ruhe is the concubine, and is used to calling his wife Princess.

Um.

I'm thinking, Your Majesty is so well-informed that he knows even such trivial matters, will he...

Nan Zhijin smiled and said: It turns out that the Prime Minister is worried about this matter, the Prime Minister has been worrying too much, His Majesty sometimes learns some things through the close ministers around him, but it has not yet reached the point where he can catch up with Emperor Wu, even with the Empress Dowager Shangguan. It's a bit worse than that.

Your Majesty doesn't know the connection between us?

Nan Zhijin said sternly: With His Majesty's temper, if he sees any clues, he will never let Lord Zhuo succeed him as prime minister. Besides, Lord Zhuo is the prime minister, I am a member of Zhongshushe, and it is normal to have contact. All right.

Zhuo Ruhe's expression was a little gloomy, I still feel guilty, I feel as if I am doing things behind His Majesty's back.

The emperor is a child, and the prime minister is just an older child. Nan Zhijin said patiently, I just want to ask one question, does the prime minister support all of His Majesty's actions?

Zhuo Ruhe was silent for a while, Your Majesty is young and vigorous, and if you want to support the entire Great Chu by yourself, I am afraid that you will not be able to do it.

So at this time, tell Your Majesty how difficult it is to govern the world. Your Majesty doesn't listen. We can only help secretly, and don't let His Majesty stab too much.

Zhuo Ruhe was silent for a while. It was really hard to tell the difference between helping in secret and doing things in secret.

Nan Zhijin said again: As I said to the Prime Minister before, is it easier to please Your Majesty, or is it easier to please the entire court? Just to please Your Majesty is likely to go against the entire court and make everything go wrong; In the imperial court, the prime minister shows his strength, and it is easy to please your majesty.

Zhuo Ruhe didn't like the word pleasant very much, but he didn't say anything. When he was still in Yunmengze, someone came to the door, suggesting that he had the opportunity to pay respects to the chancellor and was willing to help. At first he didn't believe it, but As the signs became more and more obvious, he believed it, and after returning to the capital, he got in touch with Nan Zhijin.

Your Majesty trusts the Prime Minister. This is an opportunity for the Lord, and it is also an opportunity for the court and the Great Chu. We must make good use of it: I am responsible for trying to figure out the emperor's thoughts, and the Prime Minister is responsible for making achievements and making a difference.

If I can make a contribution and make a career, what can Nanda people get?

Nan Zhijin smiled slightly. He had been in the position of Zhongshusheren for decades, and he would not leave if he had the opportunity to be promoted. Of course, he earned a lot.

He took out a roll of paper from his sleeve, The court supports the Prime Minister, and also asks the Prime Minister to support the court. There are a few people here who should be promoted, and they will be of great help to the Prime Minister.

Zhuo Ruhe took the paper and opened it to see more than a dozen names on it. Having been an official for many years, he certainly knew the background and backing of these people. At least three of them were disciples of Feng Ju, the censor of Zuo Cha.

Feng Ju gave up the fight for the position, and deserved a little reward. Zhuo Ruhe put away the paper and felt that the problem was not a big deal, Your Majesty's mind is unpredictable, Master Nan is sure?

Have I ever missed it? Nan Zhijin asked rhetorically, saying goodbye and arriving home in the middle of the night, not feeling tired at all.