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It rains continuously in May.
The overcast and rainy weather coupled with the sultry heat before summer makes people feel like the gray sky. The raindrops fell down, stained by the dust raised by yesterday's Pegasus. There was a layer of water stains on the delicate blue silk official boots, and the corners of the clothes embroidered with dark golden flying phoenixes were also smudged with water color, making it darker.
"Your Highness, King of Qin, your Majesty has fallen asleep after taking the medicine. You think you should go back first." Attendant Su Chang, who had been waiting for Emperor Zhaohe to sleep, came out of the palace and saw that Li Song had not left yet. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, he couldn't help but persuade him: "Your Majesty caught a cold this time and just fell asleep. According to Lao Nu, he won't be able to wake up for an hour or two."
"Is your father okay?" The woman holding the umbrella revealed a smooth and delicate chin from under the umbrella, her voice was cold and clear.
"The imperial doctor has seen it. It's probably because His Majesty caught a cold while reviewing memorials at night. He will be cured after a few days of careful care." Su Changshi replied. This statement is the same as the answer given by King Zhou when he inquired yesterday.
"In that case, I will not disturb my father's rest. I will serve you as long as I can." After saying that, Li Song turned and left.
"Your Highness, King Qin, please wait."
Li Song looked back and stamped his feet.
"If your Highness has an important book, you might as well ask the old slave to present it on your behalf. Your Majesty may see it when he wakes up." Su Changshi said, looking at the purple book in Li Song's hand.
The emperor's poems presented to the Wei Dynasty were classified according to their colors. Purple represented the first-level princes, princesses and Dukes of Zhuguo, while red represented the second- to fourth-level clan honours. Luodu officials and local officials of third rank and above are blue, and the rest are cyan.
The fold presented by Li Song is naturally purple.
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Su Changshi recalled that these days, His Majesty's imperial cases had more such purple folds than before. As usual, whenever His Majesty handles government affairs, the first thing His Majesty will look at is the purple folder. However, for five or six days in a row, His Majesty uncharacteristically threw aside these usually important information. Even when he finally read it, he only glanced at it and then stopped looking at it.
At this time, Su Changshi was sensitively aware that His Majesty's mood took a turn for the worse after reading these excerpts, and his face became gloomier. If the emperor does not approve the documents of the prince, princess and Duke Zhu, according to the rules, they will remain on the imperial table for five days. Most of these excerpts were written by Li Song, King of Qin.
¡°I don¡¯t know what the King of Qin¡¯s memorial said, but it made His Majesty unhappy.
"There's no need to trouble Su Changshi." Li Song refused, and she knew it well, "If I hadn't presented this to my father, I'm afraid my father wouldn't have read it."
She looked at the Mingguang Palace shrouded in gloomy rain, then turned and left. At this time, the rain began to get heavier, from pattering to pattering. Su Changshi watched the person disappear in the rain, then turned back to Mingguang Hall.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak." The wind and rain outside were suddenly violent, and an unclosed window was hit by the rain and swayed in the wind, making a harsh sound. Su Changshi frowned, thinking that the waiters in the palace were careless in serving and would reprimand them tomorrow, so he hurriedly walked over and carefully closed the window, lest he startle the emperor in the imperial tent.
However, the people in the royal tent had already woken up and coughed a few times.
Su Changshi was startled and hurried over to help Emperor Zhaohe, who had already sat up, put on his shoes. Then he heard a voice coming from above, "The King of Qin has left?"
Hearing this, Su Changshi couldn't help but guess that Emperor Zhaohe was awake just now, and replied: "Back to Your Majesty, His Highness the King of Qin has been away for about a stick of incense."
"Really?" Emperor Zhaohe murmured and was speechless.
"Can the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple hand over any documents today?" Emperor Zhaohe's face was a little pale, and his lips were sickly white, dry and flaky. He also looked a little tired and couldn't help pinching the bridge of his nose.
I don't know whether it was because of his old age or illness. Since April, Emperor Zhaohe had always felt a little tired. When he got up in the morning, he usually only needed Su Changshi to wake up three times, but now he had to fall into a trap. In sleep, the body is also drowsy. The imperial doctor who diagnosed the pulse also said that it was a sequelae of the previous poisoning, and told him to rest more and not to exert himself.
However, with the military and state affairs pressing heavily and the affairs of the court being complicated, it was impossible to relax even for a moment.
"I haven't seen it yet." Su Changshi replied, with a worried look on his face, and advised Emperor Zhaohe, "Your Majesty, the imperial doctors have told you to have a good rest. Today's rest time is only half an hour, so you should rest again Rest."
"I can't fall asleep even when I lie down." Emperor Zhaohe listened to the storm outside the palace, which gradually became a pouring force, and sighed, "I also want to rest more, but I am worried about things in my heart, even if I am lying on the bedIf the people have grievances, beat the drums and let them hear it. The laws of the Wei Dynasty stipulated that everyone from the imperial court to the local prefectures and counties should set up a hearing drum outside the hall so that the people could beat the drum to complain about grievances.
Among them, those who beat drums more often are responsible for prison matters. At the local level, Tixing Yamen is in charge of prison matters, while at the imperial court, it is the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple. It wouldn't be so shocking if we just beat the Dengwen drums of the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple. The problem is that the Dengwen drums played by the people who came to inform were located outside the Chuiwen Hall.
The Chuiwen Hall was established during the reign of Emperor Wenjin. Anyone who beats this drum will report to the emperor. Not only could the emperor not be invisible, but he also wanted to personally receive this person and inquire about his grievances, so he set up a hearing hall. However, if people have grievances, they usually report them to the local government office first, and if not, they will report to the third level. However, those who report beyond the level must have serious grievances that cannot be redressed, and those who fabricate slander must be found guilty.
And when facing the Emperor's Dengwengu, one must be even more cautious. Because once the case goes directly to the emperor, if you are not careful, you can easily commit a serious crime that disturbs the emperor, or deceives the emperor. The crime is the death penalty.
"So, no one has beaten the Dengwen drum in Chuiwen Hall for at least fifteen years."
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