The candles in the Liangyi Hall of Tai Chi Palace are brightly lit, and the hall is as bright as daylight.

In the huge palace, except for an old eunuch standing beside him, only the current emperor Li Shimin leaned over the case. A thick stack of memorials was placed on the desk in front of him, and a map of the Tang Dynasty, which was seven feet wide and ten feet long, was laid on the ground in front of the short desk. At this time, Li Shimin was holding a red pen in one hand and pressing a memorial with the other hand and frowned carefully, looking at the map from time to time to compare.

It was almost mid-May, and the weather was warm and the hall was cool, but there was a faint sweat on Li Er's head.

The old eunuch looked up slightly at the emperor, took his breath and walked quietly to the copper basin beside him, passed the scarf through the hot water, folded it, picked it up with both hands, and walked slowly to Li Shimin, bent down and bowed his head to present the scarf. He didn't dare to take a look at Li Er's office. Although Li Er was quite relaxed to the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace, the memorial placed on the short side of Li Er was not a national event or a confidential memorial, and they were not dared to read it at all, unless they felt that they were tired of living. This old eunuch had been in the palace for some years, so he knew these taboos, so he never surpassed the slightest. Li Er was both at ease and helpful when using it, so he served the staff.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding. Li Er did not look up and reached out to pick up a scarf from the front, wiped his face and handed it back, then continued to read his memorial.

"Shichen, do you think that since I took office, I can follow the will of the people?" Li Er suddenly asked, but still did not look up.

The old eunuch who was retreating suddenly became stunned and then bent down and replied, "Sage, I dare not talk too much..."

Li Shimin then raised his head, looked at the old eunuch and said with a smile: "You are not wrong with your name Shichen. It's like a stone. Let's talk boldly, you are not guilty!"

The old eunuch bent his waist even more powerful when he heard this, but a hint of undetectable smile appeared on his lowered face: "If I were really a stone, I wouldn't have to watch the saint work hard every day and night and be anxious. Your Majesty, if you really ask me, "Follow the people's hearts" I dare not argue. I have not left the palace for a long time, and I do not know the major affairs of the world, and I dare not make random comments. But I think the saint is in line with the people's hearts!"
Chapter completed!