"Your Majesty, it's time to go to court. You haven't had a morning court for three days, and all the ministers in the court have begun to complain." Zhou Jun was about to sleep for a while, when Eunuch Liu walked in again, a harsh and sharp voice sounded in his ears.

"Damn it, is it still over?" Zhou Jun was going crazy, but he had to get up. The book was written, but he, the emperor, did not have much power.

"Where is my clothes, take them over." Zhou Jun stood up reluctantly, rubbed his eyes, looked at his phone, and at about seven o'clock.

Alas, I didn’t expect that becoming an emperor would have to get up so early every day, it was not so easy.

"You guys, please change your clothes for the emperor." Eunuch Liu shook his sleeves and ordered the palace maids behind him.

"Yes", those palace maids were originally maids around the emperor, and their daily work was to take care of the emperor's daily life. At this time, they had already prepared the dragon robe, Xia Chaoguan and others.

"Then I... I'll do it myself." Zhou Jun was not used to wearing clothes and asking others to serve him, so he said to the maid.

"How can the emperor do it himself? Why don't you change clothes for the emperor quickly?" Eunuch Liu scolded him in anger when he saw several maids staying there.

Zhou Jun did not continue to refuse. Maybe he had not adapted to this kind of life yet, so he would get better slowly.

The palace maids' movements were very fast and agile, which made Zhou Jun feel a little dizzy when he saw them.

This palace maid is more beautiful than the imperial concubine.

"It seems that life will not be boring in the future." Zhou Jun thought in his heart, planning whether he would be the hidden rules of the palace maids to play with it.

In less than five minutes, he looked at his handsome face in the mirror, wearing a gorgeous and solemn dragon robe and a crown. At first glance, he looked a bit sarcastic. Zhou Jun nodded with satisfaction. Except for his slightly shorter and a little pale face, the rest were all the best.

"Start." Zhou Jun snapped his fingers and walked out of the hall.

"Go on." Eunuch Liu suddenly screamed again, causing Zhou Jun to stagger, but he had no choice but to pretend to be nothing, followed by more than a dozen guards in yellow jackets.

The guards around the emperor are in modern times, the bodyguards of Zhongnanhai of the Central Guard Bureau. None of them is tall and powerful, but Zhou Jun looked at the so-called imperial guard behind him and shook his head helplessly.

What a fuck is this royal bodyguard? It’s obviously a gangster on the street. Not to mention the fat head and big ears, the clothes are not tidy, and even the scabbard of the sword has begun to rust.

No wonder the e-book says that Emperor Jiaqing was assassinated by a chef, and the guards around him did not react and almost succeeded in assassination. This is really ironic. The guards around him are slightly inferior to those around Emperor Jiaqing.

If this happens again, Zhou Jun will have no doubts and will die.

Forget it, that kind of thing is not just buying a lottery ticket, the chance is too small.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony, also known as the Golden Palace, was a place where the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty ascended the throne and went to court, held grand ceremony or enthrone the queen, and ordered the general to go on a war. It is also the most important of all the temples. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as magnificent and majestic.

However, at this moment, the entire outer periphery of the hall was covered with weeds, and some cracks appeared on the walls, making people look like an old man with a little vicissitudes and aura of death.

Entering the Golden Palace, Zhou Jun walked up to the dragon chaise from one side of the room. Looking at the dark people below, he had a look of looking down on the world, and the blood in his body suddenly boiled.

The life and death of the people in the world is now in my hands, and it seems that I should do something.

"Go to court." After the Zhou army finished seating, the eunuch's sharp voice sounded from near to far outside the hall.

"Long live my emperor." When the eunuch's voice stopped, the minister below slapped his sleeves neatly, then knelt down on the ground and greeted the emperor.

"You all have a good time, then do you have anything to do? You have something to say about it and leave the court without any matter." According to the records in the book, Zhou Jun spread his hands, his expression was deep, and he said to everyone in a manner.

I was still very proud. I knew that according to the Qing Dynasty's regulations, ministers who could enter the Hall of Supreme Harmony to participate in the morning dynasty must be first-rank officials and princes. In modern times, they were deputy state-level officials, and other officials were all senior officials.

The hall suddenly fell into silence, and everyone seemed to hold their breath and dare not speak. Then there was a buzzing sound like a fly, and the ministers on both sides continued to discuss.

"Shut up, is it okay? Just get out of the court if you have nothing to do?" I thought there was something wrong with my words, but I immediately felt that everyone below was criticizing me. Zhou Jun was upset.

"Your Majesty, I have something to do to report." After a while, a minister finally took a step forward, with grief and anger in his words.

"He is a first-rank official, but who is this person?" Zhou Jun thought to himself.

Seeing that the crane was embroidered on the official uniform, Zhou Jun knew that this was a first-class clerk, but he did not know the person's name and official position.

"Where are you..., ahem, please tell me if you have anything to do." Just as I was about to ask who this person was, I felt that this was a bit bad, so Zhou Jun changed his words and asked.

"Emperor, since Zeng Guofan wiped out the rebellion, there have been many droughts in the south of the Yangtze River, and countless hungry refugees. I ordered nearby counties to open granaries to provide relief to the victims. There is still a large gap. The Ministry of Revenue needs to allocate silver funds from the Ministry of Revenue. Please allow the emperor to approve it."

"Nonsense, such an important matter, what else should I wait for to report? I will allocate funds to rescue disasters quickly." In modern times, as long as there is a natural disaster, the government and the people's soldiers will never be on the front line. It will be too late to ask for instructions to rescue disasters.

"Cough cough." As soon as Zhou Jun finished speaking, he suddenly heard two light coughs from behind him, which did not scare Zhou Jun's soul. He turned his head and saw that there were two curtains of pearls hanging behind him. Through the gap, he could see two women sitting upright on the chair, wearing elegant makeup and gorgeous clothes, and should be around thirty-five years old.

"Damn it, is this the legendary rule behind the curtain? Or are the two of them together?" Zhou Jun then remembered that his emperor was basically at the mercy of others, and this person was the two empress dowagers - Empress Dowager Ci'an of the East and Empress Dowager Cixi of the West.

"Mom, no, mom, no, that queen mother... is not." Zhou Jun wanted to call two, but at this moment he couldn't think of what the Qing emperor called him a fucking emperor.

"Tongzhi, this disaster relief requires about 10 million taels of silver, but you had agreed to use this silver to repair the Old Summer Palace, and with the compensation for foreigners, the treasury is no longer enough to make ends meet." When Zhou Jun was still racking his brains to think about what to call him, one of the empress dowagers spoke.

I go, the Queen Mother's voice was actually the loli voice. This was too bloody, and Zhou Jun almost couldn't help but lift the curtain.

But when the empress dowager finished speaking, her originally fantasized face began to turn red, and her eyes also showed a hint of anger: "The common people cannot eat enough or wear warmth, and they can still make a fortune. If they can be cultivated, they will be robbed by the great powers?" As a Chinese, Zhou Jun would not forget the Eight-Nation Alliance's war of invasion of China.

"I...I have decided now to use the money to help the victims, and handle special matters specifically. The interests of the people are the interests of our country, and our purpose is to serve the people." Zhou Jun announced passionately to the minister with some memories of his previous life.

········

The audience was silent, and it seemed that everyone had not yet reacted. Why didn’t the emperor understand what the emperor said?

"Nothing is nothing, nothing is nothing." The Queen Mother who was speaking just now trembled a little, and her tone also became a little heavier, obviously she was angry.

"What should I do if the emperor thinks about this? Should I build the Old Summer Palace first and then be robbed by foreigners?" Zhou Jun finally remembered what he called the Queen Mother and asked with a grin. He knew that he had no power and everything needed to rely on his so-called mother, so he did not dare to talk back.

Zhou Jun finally knew how his reign title "Tongzhi" came from. It turned out to be a joint governance of the country! It was really cowardly.

"First build the Old Summer Palace, let them solve the problems of the victims by themselves." The Empress Dowager made a decision directly, and did not seek the ideas of the Emperor Zhou Jun.

"The Ai family is a little tired, so let's retreat first." Before Zhou Jun could reply, the two empress dowagers stood up and slowly left with the help of their maids.
Chapter completed!