Although he walked far away, the hesitant look in his eyes at the end made Nan Yan a little distracted.
However, it is what it is.
Isn't what she's doing now a job of stamping a big seal
Before, when Zhu Feng said that she was going to be made a Shangbao female official, she felt a little excited. After all, in this world, not every woman can do things in the palace, and she is doing things related to the government. .
But in the end, she was not as good as a court lady who sprinkled water and swept the floor.
She put away those things and sighed again.
However, remembering what Ye Zheng said just now, she couldn't sit still anymore, after all her other identity was walking beside the emperor, after thinking about it, she closed the door and walked to the main hall of the Hall of Martial Arts.
Today is not the 15th day of the Lunar New Year, Zhu Feng did not go to court, and only dealt with some government affairs in the Hall of Martial Arts, and such memorials had already angered him, and in a fit of anger, he threw all the memorials to the ground.
As soon as Nan Yan walked to the door, she was shocked when she saw the mess of the place.
At this moment, a pair of soap boots came into her sight, a somewhat pale, slender hand stretched out, and slowly picked up the memorials.
It's Crane Clothes.
He Yi picked up those memorials, raised his head and smiled softly at Nan Yan who was standing outside the door.
At this moment, he was no longer dressed like an outsider, but in an official uniform. After Zhu Feng ascended the throne, he also returned to vulgarity and served as Zhongshu Sheng Zuocheng.
Nan Yan still vaguely remembers the first time he saw him on the night of chaos in the imperial city. He was dressed in a Taoist robe with fluttering sleeves, and he looked like a fairy, but now, with the addition of official clothes, his fairy spirit faded away. A little more, and a little more introverted.
Although He Yi saw her, he didn't say anything, but sorted out the memorial in his hand, then slowly turned his head and said: "Please calm down, Your Majesty."
When Nan Yan heard him speak, she walked in without rushing.
In the Hall of Martial Heroes, Zhu Feng was sitting by the table, his face was full of anger: "I didn't expect that these people's appetites are so big, that an Enke has become a promotion and appointment of their own people, holding the court's An official position is a favor!"
"Your Majesty," He Yi slowly put those memorials back on the table: "Favours, we have to do it."
Zhu Feng frowned and looked up at him.
"Your Majesty has just ascended the throne, and, from Beiping to Jinling, the foundation here is not stable."
"..."
"Isn't that the case with the enthronement before?"
"..."
"Now, His Majesty still needs these people, for the time being - let them be accommodated."
Zhu Feng gritted his teeth: "Could it be that you want me to watch them give and receive official positions in the court privately?!"
"Your Majesty," He Yi said calmly, "Whether these people are really incompetent or not is unknown. Your Majesty can put them in some insignificant yamen for two years. It’s not too late to be promoted; as for others, you might as well be a favor.”
"..."
Zhu Feng was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "Be a favor."
"..."
"Heyi, only you dare to talk to me like that."
He Yi said calmly: "Because Your Majesty knows that He Yi's words and actions are all for His Majesty's sake."
Zhu Feng remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a long sigh.
Nan Yan took a careful look inside, and saw Zhu Feng sitting in front of the table behind the bead curtain, with an angry look on his face, and even a blue vein on his forehead bulged out.