Last night, Xia Wen was still in this yard, washing the dirt all over again and again.

At this time, Xia Wen was standing outside the yard, but felt a sense of strangeness, because Xia Wen was inside, no longer remembered what the outside of the yard looked like. When he came out of the yard this morning, Xia Wen did not look back at it.

"So this yard looks like this." Xia Wen sighed.

Wei Jiu did not answer, nor did he know how to answer this sentence.

"Lao Jiu, what should you do with the people here?" Xia Wen finally asked about the serious matter.

Wei Jiu thought about it and replied: "The Grand Master said that this matter should be decided by Your Majesty."

Xia Wen looked back at Wei Jiu: "Oh? Master really said that?"

Wei Jiu nodded.

Xia Wen turned around, stared at the courtyard gate, thought for a long time, rubbed his hands, and said softly: "Let's go."

Wei Jiu was quite surprised. Although he didn't speak, he was confused.

Xia Wen walked slowly, it was already late at night, and it was already late at night, but Xia Wen was still wandering around the palace with Wei Jiu.

Finally, next to a lakeside, Xia Wen stopped, faced the lake, and whispered: "Lao Jiu, what do I say to you a few words?"

Wei Jiu said nothing, as if he treated himself as a wooden man.

Xia Wen laughed a little, as if he was talking to himself: "Xia Rui, I'd better not kill him. If I don't kill him, Master Xu will know my attitude. Master Xu told me in person that he would cover the sky with his own hands. I'll let him cover it. Keep Xia Rui, Master Xu will have a way out. Cover the sky and let him cover it."

Wei Jiu could understand what Xia Wen said, but he felt that it was profound and reasonable.

But Wei Jiu still said nothing, and was still the wooden man.

"Old Jiu, why do you think I am the emperor better?" Xia Wen said again.

But Xia Wen was still talking to himself: "Actually, I don't know how to be a man. Why don't you see how Master Xu covers the sky with his hands? As I learn to watch, I might know how to be an emperor."

After saying this, Xia Wen looked back at Wei Jiu, then faced the lake and looked at the bright moon in the lake, trance.

After a long time, Wei Jiu finally spoke: "Your Majesty, it's late at night and it's cold, let's rest?"

"Well, I can sleep tonight, go to bed." Xia Wen replied.

In Ouyang Mansion, Xu Jie did not fall asleep. The blood-stained coffin was not wiped, and it still stopped in the mourning hall.

Xu Jie and Ouyang Wenfeng were kneeling opposite each other. The lights were not on, but the brazier for burning paper money was much brighter.

"Wenfeng, where do you want to go? Tell me what you think." Xu Jie said while putting dark paper into the brazier.

"I want to go to the border town." Ouyang Wenfeng replied, with a very firm expression.

"Border Town?" Xu Jie was quite surprised.

Ouyang Wenfeng moved his legs and feet, which were numb to his knees, and said, "Well, this world should be like Wenyuan, you, holding a knife in your hand."

Xu Jie was very pleased when he heard this: "That's right, how about the prefect of Datong?"

Ouyang Wenfeng was also surprised: "Magistrate of Datong?"

Xu Jie nodded.

"I'm afraid it's not compliant?" Ouyang Wenfeng asked. Why is it not compliant? There are even new Jinshi and seventh-rank officials. Where can I become a prefect when I first came? Dahua has been in existence for nearly three hundred years, and there has never been a precedent?

"What regulation? I am the regulation. The Datong Prefect is only a fifth rank, so what is wrong with the regulations? Who dares not accept the son of Mr. Ouyang?" Xu Jie's words were blunt, and he spoke with great momentum just before the Ouyang Zheng's tablet. I don't know how Ouyang Zhengtian's Spirit would feel when he heard this.

Ouyang Wenfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "That's fine."

"Well, General Datong should be taken over by Yuan Qingshan. This person is quite wise. You should have a good relationship with him and learn more." Xu Jie has already arranged the matter of Yuan Qingshan taking over General Datong was also decided by Xu Jie at this moment.

Of course, if Xu Jie decides to take it, there will naturally be no problems.

Ouyang Wenfeng silently said: "Yuan Qingshan."

After silently reciting, he nodded seriously and said, "Yeah, I understand."

"You have arranged the funeral in the past two days. All officials in the capital will come and recall all the servants. I will live in this house from now on." Xu Jie looked a little weird at this time. The dim lights turned out to be disheveled.

"Well, I understand. I will find a craftsman tomorrow to make a new plaque, and replace the Ouyang Mansion's plaque with the Xu Mansion's plaque." Ouyang Wenfeng thought carefully.

But Xu Jie waved his hand: "No need, just hang Ouyang Mansion, and don't change it in the future. Let the teacher just look at this capital."

Ouyang Wenfeng suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart. The warmth seemed to turn into an excitement, and Ouyang Wenfeng's hands trembled slightly.

Maybe this matter is insignificant, but the meaning of it is particularly different.

Early in the morning, the bell of the imperial city rings.

Xu Jie was waiting outside the palace gate with a scepter. The scepter was old and was a relic in Ouyang Zheng's study.

On the side, officials came forward to say hello. Each greeting was not loud, and there was no more words. They just bowed and said, "I have met the Grand Master."

Xu Jie also nodded in response, not smiling seriously.

The palace gate opened wide, and Xu Jie stepped forward. Today is different from the past. In the past, there must be a group of discussions in three or five on the way to court, but today they were silent. Only the sound of footsteps, as if the sound of footsteps was deliberately slight.

Xu Jie, wearing a sword, a Confucian shirt, a jade hairpin, and a hairpin, holding a tablet, stood in front of the top of the platform.

There was actually a seat in front of his head. Xu Jie stared at the seat for a moment, then looked up again, and Rende Dalong, who was above the Dragon Chair Imperial Case, hung up again.

After seeing Rende Dalong's golden light shining, Xu Jie lifted up his skirt and sat down.

When the emperor arrived, the ministers had not yet shouted out, the emperor had already spoken: "No need to be polite, report one by one if you have something to do."

Liang Boyong first reported the matter of the throne ceremony.

After the report was over, the emperor looked at Xu Jie, and Xu Jie looked at the emperor.

The two looked at each other for a moment. Xia Wen seemed to be waiting for Xu Jie to decide.

Xu Jie said: "I would like to ask Your Majesty to decide this matter."

Xia Wen was a little surprised and said, "Liang Qing is done quickly."

Wu Zhongshu looked at Xu Jie who was seated in the hall and stepped forward and reported, "Your Majesty, the imperial court is the hub of the country and the country, and the three provinces are the hub of the imperial court. Now there are many vacancies in the chief officials of the three provinces. I also asked Your Majesty and the Grand Master to decide this matter so as to avoid political affairs and slack in national affairs."

Xia Wen went to see Xu Jie again, and Xu Jie spoke directly: "Please also decide on your decision."

Xia Wen's expression changed when he heard this. This time he was not a little surprised. Xia Wen's heart was already in a state of uproar. He didn't know what Xu Jie was thinking. He didn't know why Xu Jie wanted to push such a big thing on him.

Xu Jie personally told Xia Wen that he would cover the sky with one hand. Now that he was deciding to win the position of prime minister, Xu Jie did not speak. Is this covering the sky with one hand?

What does this mean?

Xia Wen thought about it again and again, Wu Zhongshu's eyes looked at Xia Wen and Xu Jie, but he couldn't understand it.

Xu Jie said again: "Your Majesty, I am not familiar with you. I am afraid that it is inhumane to speak blindly. Your Majesty must be much more familiar with your colleagues than me, so I would like to ask Your Majesty to decide this matter."

Xia Wen finally spoke: "I can't be familiar with you, so why not decide this matter for a few days later. But there is one person I know very well. Liang Boyong of the Dajiang River is a loyal minister, and he should be used seriously. I just thought about it, but I felt that the position of the Left Minister of the Sect is suitable for Liang Aiqing. What does the Grand Tutor think?"

Xu Jie replied: "Your Majesty decides it."

Xia Wen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Wu Zhongshu. Wu Zhongshu hurriedly said, "I will immediately draft an order and handle it accordingly."

Liang Boyong had already emerged from the crowd and stepped forward to worship: "I thank Your Majesty for your great kindness."

The atmosphere of this court meeting was a bit weird. No matter what happened, Xu Jie kept silent and waited for Xia Wen to decide. This made Xia Wen feel trembling as if walking on thin ice.

Xia Wenben thought that today's court meeting should be Xu Jie's decision to do everything. He just needed to listen and learn while listening. He did not expect that on the first day of becoming this emperor, Xia Wen felt that the emperor was so difficult to be.

Xu Jie is actually very familiar with the public housing of Zuo Pushe in Shangshu Province, and it is all Ouyang Zheng's things inside.

Xu Jie sat on Ouyang Zheng's seat before, picked up Ouyang Zheng's pen, and looked through the official documents that should have been Ouyang Zheng's reading.

The red pen of cinnabar fell on the official document of asking for money in the town there. He wrote a few words and wrote the Ministry of Revenue to handle the matter accordingly, and the Ministry of War assisted it.

After writing a few words, Xu Jie did not close the official document. He saw that it was the official document for the border town to ask for money, but Xu Jie agreed without thinking, because shortly after Xu Jie had just returned from the border town, the brave soldiers there should be money and food.

However, now Xu Jie is sitting in this position and thinks too much. It is appropriate to give money and grain, but how to give money and grain is a problem. In addition, Xu Jie remembers that Datong Mansion is broken, where has Chang Kai's family wealth gone?

You can give money, but you can't give it so unclearly, or you can't give it so simply. You have to supervise the whole story of the money. Whoever takes it, whoever receives it, whoever gives it, whom you give it?

So, Xu Jie picked up his pen again, pulled the few words he had just written, put the memorial aside, and shouted, "Come."

The yamen on duty outside the door walked in: "I'm young."

"Du Zhi, the call factory." Xu Jie picked up another official document without raising his head.

"Hang the Grand Master." The yamen had already gone out and ran away.

Xu Jie is a novice in governing the country. The way to governing the country is not those words or those decisions. Governing the country is so complicated. Whatever governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food is a joke. Governing the country is an extremely complicated and cumbersome thing.

In political struggle, success, kings and defeats, bandits, victory will lead to great power, and defeat will lead to death. But what if you win? How huge is the responsibility after victory?

Just like Xu Jie was sitting on this chair, he could no longer raise his head and could no longer live without this seat. The clouds were rolling outside the door, the sun was tilted outside the door, the neck was numb, the back was sore, and the sun seemed to be no longer visible.

There are only those words.

"Come here, summon the Minister of Revenue."

"Come here, summon the Censor Taizhong Chief." "Report to the Grand Tutor, there is no Censor Zhong Chief at the Censor Tai now."

"Well? Du Zhi of the Inspectorate Factory was appointed as the Chief Censor."

"Tai Shi, should you summon the Minister of Personnel?"

"Summoned, and also summoned Fang Xing, the commander of the Imperial Factory, and promoted Fang Xing to the Governor of the Imperial Factory."
To be continued...