"I can't wait to see the future that Ziyuan mentioned..."

After the discussion in the courtyard, Liu Bei followed Lin Chen into the main hall, but even after sitting down, there was still a hint of irresistible excitement on his face.

"Although I have roughly decided on this strategy, now you and I have different identities, so I still have to go through this episode."

Although Liu Bei was very excited, he did not forget his identity because of this.

"That's right." Lin Chen did not want to violate the rules, so when Liu Bei asked, he nodded and said, "Now His Majesty is already in the ten thousand dynasties. If you can avoid breaking some rules, it is better not to break them."

For example, a collective discussion.

The so-called collective discussion is actually just a court meeting in later generations.

But what is different from later generations is that although there were court meetings during the Qin and Han Dynasties, it was called collective discussions or court discussions.

Moreover, during the Qin and Han dynasties, the emperor usually convened the discussion when major events were encountered. Almost everyone was busy with their own affairs on weekdays.

In addition, even if a collective discussion is held in the current era, only some central ministers are often qualified to participate. If the remaining majority do not have the permission of the emperor, they will not even be qualified to participate.

If this large number of people want to see the emperor, they are either famous figures in the world, such as Zheng Xuan and Sima Hui. Even if they do not have an official position, it is still easy to see the emperor. Just hand in a note.

And the other part of people who have no titles and are not high in official positions are more miserable.

They often can only wait until the grand ceremony at the beginning of the year before they meet the emperor from afar.

Now, Lin Chen is working hard to turn the gatherings into court meetings for future generations, so he naturally does not want to break this rule.

"Um……"

Liu Bei was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Lin Chen to agree so happily.

You know, now many "old ministers" still give him advice directly, and do not want to go to the court meeting at all.

The most important thing is that among these "old ministers", many of them have worse qualifications than Lin Chen.

After comparison, he suddenly felt that Lin Chen was even more pleasing to him.

You can't blame him for being too sensitive, mainly because almost everyone who became the emperor will encounter all kinds of strange people. Gradually, the emperor's nerves will naturally become sensitive.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Although Liu Bei has now proclaimed himself emperor and has become the lord among the 'the world is the lord', he must maintain neutrality and justice.

However, Liu Bei did not alienate Lin Chen, so Lin Chen knew very well what Liu Bei had encountered and what he was thinking about now.

But he still pretended to be incomprehensible.

"It's okay, I'm just thinking about things."

Liu Bei waved his hand and changed the topic with a smile: "How many days does Ziyuan need to submit the memorial? Let me tell you about the time to come out, so I can also notify the officials."

Lin Chen thought for a while and said, "Five days, five days should be almost done."

"Shouldn't it?"

Liu Bei was shocked and said, "You only made a strategy for me to support the Han Dynasty, but it only took one or two days. Why is it now five days?"

"cough……"

Lin Chen coughed awkwardly and said, "Actually, in three days, Chen can sort out all the affairs of refugees. However, Your Majesty also knows that Chen Wen's affairs are not clear, so Your Majesty should give you two more days."

Liu Bei suddenly realized something.

you do not say?

Lin Chen is good at everything, but his writing style is a bit bad.

When he was planning, Liu Bei was just a small trip... Little princes, Lin Chen naturally did whatever he wanted, but now he is an emperor, so his writing style naturally needs to be modified.

He is loyal, gives face, and knows how to protect him...

Thinking of Lin Chen's benefits, Liu Bei instantly felt that the person on the other side was several times more pleasing to him.

"Since that's the case, I will inform all officials first. As for Ziyuan, you..."

After nodding with great satisfaction, Liu Bei stood up and smiled, "In the past five days, you can write a memorial, I, wait and see!"

“…”

Lin Chen originally stood up, but after hearing Liu Bei's words of anticipation, he almost sat down again.

After a moment, he was speechless and sighed: "Your Majesty, don't have too much expectations for Chen, otherwise you will be disappointed."

His literary talent is just that. He can't write a memorial to the teacher anyway.

If Liu Bei really expects him, he will inevitably be disappointed in the end.

"Uh..." Liu Bei thought about it, and nodded and said, "I...forget it, as long as Ziyuan has made progress than before."

"Go away!"

After saying that, he patted his butt and left with ease.

Lin Chen naturally sent him out all the way.

Walking outside the Lin Mansion, Liu Bei suddenly stopped and patted his head, "I almost forgot about the big thing."

"What's the matter?" Lin Chen's heart tightened, and he thought of Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, and even Cao Cao...

"Well, it's not a big deal."

Seeing Lin Chen's nervous look, Liu Bei said awkwardly: "It's just that the chef in the palace has made a lot of delicious food, well... You'll ask the concierge to pay attention later, and I'll send those two chefs to you."

After saying that, he left as if he ran away.

Behind, Lin Chen watched Liu Bei gradually move away, then pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "This is also a big deal?"

"Okay, food is the most important thing for people, and food can indeed be considered a big deal..."

After a while, he muttered Liu Bei as if he was just accused of it.

Five days passed in a flash.

During these five days, although Lin Chen was still dealing with some major national affairs, he was in a state of inspiration. In addition, Zhao Yue was standing by the side, and he felt that he was not tired at all.

Of course, even if there is a plug-in, he still has a headache.

For example, modification of writing style.

Lin Chen first took two days to investigate the situation of refugees in Luoyang, and then spent half an hour to write a memorial...

For the remaining three days, he modified the memorial in great distress.

"It must be a big deal, right?"

Zhao Yue, who always felt that Lin Chen was dealing with national affairs quickly, naturally discovered the problem. She was unaware of the inside story and couldn't help feeling distressed, but she was not easy to talk about it.

Finally, she thought for a long time before she realized it and told the kitchen: "Alang has encountered a difficult situation. Please make more meat and replenish Alang's brain."

As a new day comes, the sun rises as usual.

Lin Chen had breakfast at home, and after a while, he slowly walked out.

Then, when he was riding a carriage and approaching the palace gate, he saw a magnificent scene.

The car is like flowing water, and the horse is like a dragon.

Lin Chen always thought these four words were just adjectives. Until he saw the scene in front of the palace gate, he suddenly realized that these eight words were really not adjectives.

Stopped in front of the luxurious carriage and horses piled up in front of the palace gate, Lin Chen couldn't help but want to write a poem.

"Um……"

"Forget it, writing poetry is not suitable for my style of painting."

After thinking for a while, he honestly stepped into the palace gate.

Mainly not.

If he knew, he would have to make some complete sentences.

Just copy it, it is suitable for showing off, but not for feeling it.

Speaking of which, Lin Chen felt that these four words were completely insulting.

In his previous life, he had seen many Chinese cultural heritages, and in this life he even entered the court, with a rank of two thousand stones, and he would sigh from time to time.

Is this a sense of emotion?

But unfortunately, he just couldn't send it out.
Chapter completed!