Mingguang Palace is where the emperor discusses affairs with important officials.

When Xuanyuan Qiming arrived, Qin Mu was already waiting with several other unknown ministers.

As soon as he sat down, he asked, "What should I discuss with Prime Minister Qin? Actually, I am now blind to the court and the world. If you have any questions, you can make your own decisions." In this world, although the emperor also calls me, it is more used for writing, because the Taizong's Hadith only stipulates this point and does not require daily communication.

He had already made up his mind to be the emperor to calm himself down.

The dragon throne was not hot, and I knew nothing, and I had no confidant, so I rushed to grab the squad and seize power. I was stupid. As long as I sat firmly on the throne, I would succeed. Even if I gave people a puppet, useless, absurd, stupid, etc., it didn't matter.

He used the Nightmare Art to kill the three emperors silently. His heart was full of confidence, and he was almost looking down at the court with a downward attitude, even the powerful Qin Prime Minister. He had high hopes for the dragon eggs that were nurtured in the sea of ​​consciousness. That was his future, not his struggle for power and profit.

He directly treated several ministers who might be very important to Qin Mu as a free background board. Since he didn't think about touching Qin Xiangye's cheese, he was too lazy to care about the affairs in the court.

"Actually, it's great to be a fool." Qin Mu has already gotten to the point of being a beautiful female hero in her mind. She was blushing with a blushing face, her eyes were like fire, and she vomited lightly at her mouth, calling her "the foolish king".

Five days later, the first day of the new month is a fixed period of the dynasty. It is best for emperors who have no experience in ascending the throne to make more preparations. If it becomes ugly, it will be bad.

The grand court discusses twice a month, once every month at the beginning of the month. One is to vote on some major matters, which is basically a formality. The main reason is that some resolutions are too important to endorse the entire imperial center, including the emperor, and the other is to give the envoys from various countries the opportunity to face the emperor formally.

The emperor's hard work is all about, and he must sit on duty twice a month. At other times, he can play by himself, and if he wants to play the game of power with the court officials, he can do whatever he wants.

It was easier and pleasant than the hard-working emperor who had to be reviewed every day in the previous life, and had several hills of memorials that had been piled up in the morning courts every day.

And this is the Hadith of Taizong!

"The influence of Emperor Taizong is really everywhere." Xuanyuan Qiming thought to himself, becoming more and more curious about his ancestor.

Qin Mu finally emphasized that the first thing that happened to the grand court discussion was to have a great relationship with the emperor and the year name was established.

In addition, Qin Mu arranged a teacher for him, Zhang Maolin, the chief clan of the clan, and Zhang Maolin. Xuanyuan Qiming had not received a day of imperial education. As an emperor, he didn't know anything he should know and needed to carry out necessary training. Zhang Maolin was in charge of the clan, and not only had the heavy responsibility of supervising and rewarding the nobles of the world, but also the management of the bloodline of the royal family in the Zhang family, which he was in charge of. He himself was a remote branch of the royal family. He was also the emperor's bloodline. He asked him to be the teacher of the new emperor. The Prime Minister Qin was considered selfless.

Although Yao Wenchang is more suitable for his understanding of history and the whole world, although he has a very high status, he is half official and half in the wild, not to mention that he doesn't want to be the imperial teacher.

This is also very much to Xuanyuan Qiming's wishes, and he does have too many things to ask for advice.

Seeing that Qin Mu had nothing to say, Xuanyuan Qiming suddenly remembered something and said, "Prince Qin, I just remembered something. I want to ask you about your opinion, but I don't know if it's appropriate. If it's not appropriate, I will pretend that I haven't mentioned it."

Qin Mu said: "Your Majesty, please tell me." He had seen the new emperor's strange ideas and did not dare to be negligent and slight in his heart.

Xuanyuan Qiming said: "Can my brother Zhang Mingxing be the king?"

Perhaps it was because my father lived too dark and had too strong desire. Qiming first changed his son's name and then there was a celebrity. He was only glad that Zhang Mingxing's name fell on his head and fell on his second son's head, which was very happy. After entering the palace, he became the emperor, and Wei Sanbao also ascended to become nine thousand years old. He monopolized the power and managed all matters in the palace. However, his second brother was left in the desolate marquis's mansion. He was not tolerant, but he had the blessings to share, let alone his brother.

Qin Mu was stunned. Unexpectedly, it was this matter and directly reported: "There is nothing wrong with Your Majesty's words. Since ancient times, the emperor's brothers have never been granted a king. This is my negligence." In fact, it is not negligence. Even if he didn't think of it for a few days, he would naturally remind him that even if the emperor didn't say he would take the lead. Otherwise, he would be an emperor and a brother to be a commoner, which would be a slap in the face. Not only did he hit the emperor, but also the court.

After the first meeting, the king and his ministers were quite satisfied. Xuanyuan Qiming felt that even if Qin Xiang protected the food, it didn't matter. As long as you don't object to it for the sake of opposition, everything would be against him.

Qin Mu felt relieved. At least it seems that the emperor is not as good as before... he is not as he had before. His somewhat casual attitude is even more relaxed and careless than rushing to kill without even figuring out the situation. This kind of naughty man is the most annoying. He is sober and good at fighting, but he is not afraid. He is very expectant in his heart. He may be lonely if he plays a stand-alone player for too long.

Early the next morning, I was asleep and woken up by Lao Wei, "Your Majesty, the sect order has arrived and I have been waiting in Ziyang Pavilion."

Wei Sanbao was even more frightened by the big clan order than facing the Prime Minister Qin. He had no choice but to eat people's mouths and short hands. Every month he had been going to the clan mansion to collect food expenses. He had been living under his nose for so many years, and when he saw the boss of the clan mansion, he unconsciously had to calm down and stand attentively.

He was having a dream related to the next door. After hearing the explanation, the emperor lost his temper. After urging Lao Wei to pack up, he hurriedly drank a bowl of porridge and headed towards Ziyang Pavilion.

Ziyang Pavilion is half like a pavilion and half like a building. There is a small lake in front of the pavilion. A delicate hill can be seen in the distance. It is also a place for the emperor to meet and talk about things with his ministers. However, it is more personal than the Mingguang Hall. The relationship between the emperor and his ministers is weakened here. It is the first choice for the emperor to talk about art and brag about the mountains and bragging pens with friends.

There are more formal lecture halls for the imperial teacher, but they are mostly prepared for the emperor who ascended the throne at a young age and underage. Qin Mu was afraid that the emperor would be resistant, and it was not a formal professor of knowledge, so he could only be considered literacy and could be more casual, so he arranged it in Ziyang Pavilion.

The emperor, who hadn't felt any, was rushed by Old Wei Yitong, but gradually felt a little nervous about seeing the class teacher for the new semester.

When I arrived at Ziyang Pavilion, I saw an old man with a long face and a naturally despicable appearance sitting cross-legged by the railing, his head slightly raised, and his literary youthful look like he closed his eyes and smelled the autumn wind. His originally nervous mood suddenly became quiet.

Hearing the movement beside him, the old man didn't open his eyes to greet him, and still looked like he closed his eyes and felt something.

Although this old man took the lead in several links on the day of ascending the throne, and even had many scenes with the emperor, Xuanyuan Qiming naturally didn't remember it. In his eyes, it was the first time between the two.

Old Wei had retreated silently, and the two of them were close to each other in the pavilion.

When I sat and stood, no one made a sound. Facing the delicate hills in the distance, one looked at them with his eyes and the other smelled them with his nose, but it was unexpectedly harmonious.

In late autumn, a few red leaves are scattered, the leaves are withered, the autumn air is clear, the sky is high and the clouds are light...

After a long time, Zhang Maolin opened his eyes with satisfaction. He said, "I spend some time immersing in this joy every day, and it doesn't take too long. Then I feel that things in the world can no longer make me helpless, because behind me there is this whole world, and the things between people and people are just a small part."

After sighing, he turned back to the topic and said, "I have not prepared the teaching books prepared for emperors in the past dynasties. Ask and answer them. Do you have any questions? What do you want to know? You put them forward, and then I will try my best to answer them."

This is also very consistent with Xuanyuan Qiming's wishes. If such a large number of classics are placed in front of him, he will have a headache and said, "I want to understand this country, this world, and Emperor Taizong first."

Based on his limited observation, he felt that the identity of this empire and even emperor was somewhat plausible and wrong with what he understood. Judging from his previous experience, there was always a bit of flowers in the fog, which seemed to be true or false.

Therefore, he did not have an accurate grasp of his identity as an emperor. This is naturally not possible. Even if he wants to be a fool, he must first have a rough understanding of his territory.

However, the Holy Ancestor of Taizong was more due to his curiosity. These days, the four words "Taizong Hadith" almost made his ears calluses. This was even the ultimate weapon to resolve disputes. Even the powerful Prime Minister Qin seemed very weak and powerless in front of this.

The sect order slowly said: "In fact, Your Majesty's doubts can ultimately be attributed to a problem. As long as you understand the Holy Ancestor of Taizong, you will basically understand this country and the world!"

"What does it mean? Emperor Taizong was already from five thousand years ago, right?" Xuanyuan Qiming said in confusion.

And there is another thing he thinks is strange. A court has maintained its dynasty for thousands of years without changing its dynasty and its ownership is a bit outrageous.

The moment before, a large sect that was transcendent in the world instantly turned into a hardcore fan, saying: "The legends in the world are mostly exaggerated. But the Saint Ancestor Taizong is just the opposite. There are countless folk legends, but compared with his great achievements, it is hard to describe it. This is not something that is deliberately done by someone, but limited to the poor understanding of mortals.

They all attributed absurdity to things that they could not see or imagined, so they naturally stayed away from the truth. Only those who stand higher and see the clearer the world can understand the greatness of Emperor Taizong. It is so great that it is admirable and even terrifying!

His influence has long turned into a sky covering the whole world. Mortals cannot see him or understand him. They can only tell legendary stories according to the crowd, but from birth to death, they are deeply affected by it. The higher they stand, the closer they are to the sky, you can feel his existence, like the spring breeze, like the sun, like thunder, have turned into a part of the world, and have been imprinted forever for generations!"

Brother, it's exaggerating!

If he hadn't seen the wisdom of Dazong Ling's awakening, he almost suspected that this old man was a crazy fan idiot of Emperor Taizong, the kind of idiot who believed that idols were fragrant if they didn't go to the bathroom and farted. In their hearts, the world was created by idols.
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