The people from the Military Affairs Office went out, Yi Xin, Zai Quan, Wen Qing, Sun Ruizhen, Weng Xincun, Zeng Guofan and Li Jiale jointly handed in the sign. The emperor immediately reported that the imperial minister Efu Jingshou was the lead minister. Everyone came in one after another and knelt down on the worship mat: "I, please ask the emperor for thousands of blessings and gold!"

"All get up." When meeting these people, there is no need to choose Zhongzheng Renhe Hall. Instead, I chose to sit in the East Nuan Pavilion of Yangxin Hall. The emperor sat very freely, and did not have to be as good as when meeting Dabins and others. It was more like talking about family matters: "My brother asks the emperor for his will, and the eight banners are ready. I can just wait for the emperor to issue an order to guide him."

"Oh, oh." The emperor pondered for a few times, but had no intention of getting up immediately. When things came, he seemed not anxious. He just narrowed his eyes and glanced at the people standing in the warm room, saying, "Lao Liu, this is your first time to get the job done, but do you still feel it is hard?"

"Reply to the emperor, I will not work hard!" Yi Xin said loudly, her eyes full of enthusiasm and vitality. For some reason, she felt a little envious in the eyes of the emperor. She looked at him carefully because this was his first time to be a royal, so she had to be different in clothing: she wore a lynn monkey robe with rose purple and yellow satin, a Batulu vest with black satin coral buckle, a lake-colored silk belt tied around her waist, two bright yellow satin embroidered purses, a satin hat on her head, and satin boots under her feet. Her round face was full of youthful and healthy luster, a green-shaved scalp, and a big shiny braid floated behind her, paired with a four-clawed golden dragon embroidered on the court clothes.

The emperor did not speak, and it was difficult for the people around him to speak. It was quiet in the warm pavilion. Yi Xin shrank under the emperor's majestic look. Such behavior undoubtedly made the young people on the imperial throne very satisfied: "King Ding?"

"The slave is here."

"I asked the sixth brother to work in the sect's mansion. On the one hand, I was trying to train him; on the other hand, I was also busy for old ministers like you. So, you should leave it to him for some things. Here you are an old senior, just sit and stare at them, the little guys."

"Yes! I understand."

"Lao Liu," the emperor looked at his younger brother again, in a gentle tone that he usually didn't usually have, and he said, "I have arranged for you to serve. You must understand this painstaking efforts. After a few years, you will be older and you will be more useful. Don't be afraid of hard work."

Yi Xin didn't dare to be negligent, so she raised her court uniform and knelt down: "Yes, I understand. I will definitely do it with my heart and ask the adults for advice."

"Just say so much, pass it on and get on."

"yes!"

He got out of the Yangxin Hall, turned to Shunzhen Gate and Jifu Gate, Yanhe Gate, and Chengguang Gate, and stopped in front of Qin'an Hall. In front of the hall, Luanyi Guards had prepared a complete set of braised large carriages. An easy chair covered with bright yellow chairs was placed in the hall, and a curtain of Xiangfei bamboo was hung in front of it.

The emperor's mother died early, so there was no empress dowager in the Qing Dynasty. Therefore, this time, the imperial palace, which should have been personally selected by the empress dowager, could only be completed by the emperor.

The emperor stood up in the square in front of the hall, and the internal affairs office, who was busy with this talent show, was busy with the officials of the two departments of the House and Literature, and the head of the pen and post, knelt down to see the carriage. The emperor ignored it and walked into the hall under the eunuch's silence, and sat behind the long table: "Call up."

"Get up!" Liufu raised his voice and sang, and everyone stood up and arranged neatly in front of Qin'an Hall. Here Liufu was about to let someone put down the bamboo curtain - the beautiful girl could not meet the emperor face to face - but he stopped him: "Don't put down the bamboo curtain. Look at the flowers in the fog and see a layer of flowers at the end. I can't see clearly, so I won't want it today. Wen Qing of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"yes!"

Wen Qing once again came to the imperial court to salute: "I have asked the emperor for his decree, and all the nine beautiful girls are ready to stop working. Can you start?"

"Let's get started."

"Zhe!" Wen Qing agreed, bowed and stepped back, and arranged the steps to guide the guide.

The primary selection of the show girls is not a choice of one by one, and there are ten rows, led by Li Jiale, an official from the Ministry of Revenue, to salute upwards. If you don’t like it, you will say nothing. The show girls are not even able to see the emperor’s face clearly, and they are wiped off.

Such a choice is really nameless. Even though it looks as beautiful as a flower, it is only seven points in bud when it is in bloom. The weather is cold, the green sleeves are cold, and the expression is shrunk. One point is needed to be reduced. At first, when facing the sky, the manners are stiff and timid, but they lose their natural style, and one point is needed to be reduced. The palace court is deep, like watching flowers in fog, and the remaining five points of color has to be discounted, so I took a quick look and felt unintentional. I saw the green signs with the name of the beautiful girl, the name of the father and brother, one piece, and all the green signs with the names of the eunuchs were put into the silver plate held by the eunuchs.

The emperor sitting on it was the first thing he did, as if he was confused and could not tell anything. The first time he experienced such a thing, he was inevitably nervous, and he slowed down his mind when choosing. He often felt that a good person was good, and when he wanted to take a look, he had passed.

He refused to leave the sign at will, because once he left the sign, it would be like leaving someone to wait for the re-election. Although the show girl went to the election, the Ministry of Revenue issued a car with a price of 2000 yuan, but this name was not enough. The cost in Beijing was high, so staying for one day would make you feel tired every day. So I couldn't bear it, so I was not sure and always put the sign and put it over.

The emperor passed by in four rows of show girls, but the emperor did not put down a sign. It can be seen that the Sacred Heart was not very satisfied with the show girls selected this time. Yixin, Sun Ruizhen, Weng Xincun and others were standing next to the emperor.

When he arrived at the seventh row, the emperor's eyes lit up: a girl standing on the left, with a round face and picturesque eyebrows, looking cute and cute, and very likable. He nodded: "Leave her brand behind."

The so-called brand is a green-headed sign with the name of the girl, the name of the father and brother, and Liu Fu agreed: "Yes." This is considered to be left behind.

Next, there were several bye times, and then the girl who made the emperor's eyes shine appeared. She looked the oldest among the girls in a row. She stood gentle and tinkled under the imperial steps in front of the hall, lowering her head and looking down, and looking from above, she could be clearly seen.

Her appearance was not very pretty, and she gave birth to a different Chimelong face, long phoenix eyes, paired with a straight nose and rosy lips, and a bit of a poetic and self-cultivated belly. In front of the emperor, she was calm, humble and calm. At first glance, she felt at ease. She was the kind of person who was willing to discuss with her when encountering things.

The emperor picked up her green-headed card and looked at it. Yehenara's heart beat a few times. Could it be her?

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A total of twelve beautiful girls were left behind, including the girl named Yehenara. These people have to choose for the second time, so they have to wait in Beijing for a few days. There is no such restriction for the other girls.

Back at the Yangxin Palace, he changed his court uniform at Meiwu behind the East Warehouse Pavilion. Yi Xin and others handed in the sign. Jing Shou was still the minister who led the minister to the Warehouse Pavilion: "Please choose the date of the re-election, so that the slave can prepare in advance."

"Let me think about it, and then talk about it."

"Yes, then we will listen to it."

Let Yixin, Sun Ruizhen and Li Jiale go out, leaving Weng Xincun and Zeng Guofan in the hall: "Save you two, there is one thing to ask you. Weng Xincun, how long have you been the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?"

"Yes! When I say to the emperor, the old minister was picked up by the emperor last year and served as the official of the department."

"What before that?"

"Before this, I served as the Left Minister of Works, the Left Minister of Rites, and the Left Minister of Revenue."

"So, I think you must be very clear about the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Revenue?"

Hearing the emperor's tone, Weng Xincun felt a little nervous. Although he had served in various departments, he never understood the affairs of the ministries. When he was the minister of various departments, he was only in charge of the books and the chief officer came to the court, and he was just a job of a Huanou. He had thought about studying government affairs like Qi Jing'an, but he couldn't help asking the officials for advice. As he grew older, he lost his original motivation and became even more wasted.

The Qijingan he thought of refers to Qishan, who is very famous among the "Yi Ya". He is definitely not the shape that many people see in movies. On the contrary, he is a very backbone bannerman. When he went to the Ministry of Justice to perform his duties, the rules of the Qing Dynasty were very disagreeable, and he was discriminated against by some Han people's books and pens - just like all other bannermen.

Later, Qishan hired an old scholar to run the mansion and spent money to be a student of others. After three years, he finally mastered the Qing Dynasty's laws and passed it into a good story. Even after Emperor Daoguang heard it, he was deeply satisfied that Qishan was willing to be ambitious.

The emperor waited for a while, but could not see him speak: "Weng Xincun, I am asking you."

"Ah, yes." Weng Xincun hurriedly replied: "I am thinking..."

"Forget it. You can tell from your appearance that you must be playing with those clerks on weekdays."

The emperor spoke very seriously, and Weng Xincun immediately knelt down: "The old minister is always confused and confused. Yu's ministry has never memorized it. Please punish the emperor."

He didn't say anything more, but waved his hand to let Weng Xincun retreat. He stood up and walked a few steps in the warm pavilion with his hands behind his back: "Are the officials in each department as inconvenient as Weng Erming?"

Everyone else retreated, only Zeng Guofan was in front of the king. When he heard the emperor speak like this, he felt very worried: He has always been so jealous of such a 'only match', let alone the emperor raises such a question. If he was confused in his words, he would offend all his colleagues in the court! So he could only kneel down: "The Emperor has no wiseness."

The emperor pondered for a moment and knew that his words were a bit out of line: "Yes, there is no need to mention this matter."

"yes!"

"I read your memorial in your mansion a few days ago. If you don't mention the Ministry of Revenue, there are other Ministry of Rites, Ministry of Personnel, Ministry of Works, and Ministry of War. You don't need to ask about other things for the time being. It's just a Ministry of Revenue. As the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, you must take responsibility for it. Don't be afraid of offending those bastards. Let go and do everything. I will make the decision for you."

A few days ago, while he was still in the ban, the emperor visited Zeng's mansion and saw the stamp that he had not sealed. He did not make any decision at that time, and even made Zeng Guofan feel surprised and disappointed. Unexpectedly, a few days after the New Year, the emperor immediately prepared to deal with the ill-fated affairs of the Ministry of Revenue? Zeng Guofan was nervous and excited and knelt down: "The emperor trusts me so much, and I should be crushed to death to repay the holy grace!"

"It's not necessary to be crushed to pieces. I just need to take the job seriously. I will not care about the other party. The Ministry of Revenue, which controls the world's taxes and wealth, will give you a year. It won't work. It's too long. I'll give you three months and you must make some achievements."

"yes!"

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