In the Prince Han Mansion, Zhao Yao was eating the cold dessert made by Princess Han while reading morials.
The progress at the North Mountain Laboratory had co to a halt once again, so Zhao Yao had to return to the Prince Han Mansion. Moreover, he hadn’t attended the morning court for a long ti, and if he continued to skip it, Wen Daoji and the others might just abandon their posts.
These days, every morning, Zhao Yao dutifully attended the morning court, discussing state affairs with the ministers. After court, he diligently reviewed the morials.
Most of the morials were reviewed by several ministers of the cabinet, but so important ones still required Zhao Yao’s review. However, since Zhao Yao had been busy with rubber experints at the North Mountain Laboratory and couldn’t return to review the important morials, the cabinet ministers had been handling them.
Last year, when Zhao Yao returned to the capital, the matters of his small court, both big and small, were decided by the cabinet officials. Of course, major affairs were decided by He Lianfang.
The morials reviewed by the cabinet officials accumulated from last year to this year, piling up like a mountain. Zhao Yao’s task was to go through them all. Although these morials had already been reviewed, he still had to read them carefully to check for any issues.
Tong Xi stood by, watching Zhao Yao sotis frowning, sotis scowling, sotis curling his lips in disdain, and sotis showing a look of impatience, thinking to himself: Here we go again, His Highness is at it again. One, two, three...
With a bang, Zhao Yao slamd the morial he was holding onto the table.
Tong Xi chuckled inwardly: Indeed, His Highness is getting impatient.
Looking at the pile of morials on the table, Zhao Yao felt a headache and said with a face full of impatience, "When am I ever going to finish reading these?"
Tong Xi quickly brought over a cup of tea, "Your Highness, have so tea, take a break."
Zhao Yao grabbed the teacup and drank it down unceremoniously.
Tong Xi took away the teacup, almost laughing when he saw Zhao Yao glaring at the morials in front of him with hatred.
"Tong Xi, bring the candles, I want to burn this pile of morials."
"Your Highness, that won’t do," Tong Xi advised, "Your Highness, you should just continue reading."
"I look at this crap." Zhao Yao emanated displeasure from head to toe, "Why are there so many morials? Where did all these issues co from?"
"Your Highness, these morials have accumulated for almost a year, of course, there are many," Tong Xi continued to coax, "Your Highness, the ministers have already reviewed them for you, you just need to take a look."
"Do you think my father gets tired reading so many morials every day? Doesn’t he get annoyed?" Reading the morials once again made Zhao Yao lant: Being emperor is not humanly possible, luckily he didn’t want to be emperor.
"This servant doesn’t know."
Of course, the emperor gets annoyed. While reviewing morials every day, the emperor often complains. Sotis he even bursts into foul language, sotis he throws a tantrum saying he doesn’t want to be emperor anymore, sotis he throws all the morials off the imperial desk onto the floor.
"Whoever wants to be emperor can be, I’m done." This was a phrase frequently uttered by the emperor while reviewing morials. And also, "Being an emperor is really not a human task, I live worse than a dog." was another phrase.
Though the emperor often complained, he would still ticulously review the morials from morning till night, not allowing any mistakes or omissions.
After grumbling, Zhao Yao continued to look at the morials.
Just then, Hidden Guard A suddenly appeared.
"Your Highness, a secret ssage from the capital."
Tong Xi took the secret ssage and brought it to Zhao Yao obediently.
Zhao Yao imdiately tossed aside the morial he was holding, opened the secret ssage, and glanced over it. After reading, he slightly curled his lips: "Fourth Brother didn’t lose, huh."
Upon hearing this, Tong Xi asked curiously, "Your Highness, what happened with Prince Chu?"
"Fourth Brother didn’t let Eighth Brother go to Qingzhou." Zhao Yao gestured to Tong Xi, who imdiately understood and brought a candle. Zhao Yao held the secret ssage over the candle, burning it. "Fourth Brother wanted to go to Qingzhou with Eighth Brother to pick up Seventh Brother, but Father didn’t allow them, instead ordering soone from the Ministry of Rites to bring Seventh Brother back."
"Prince Chu didn’t allow Prince Wei to go to Qingzhou?" Tong Xi exclaid, surprised, "Could it be that Prince Chu discovered sothing?"
"I don’t know what Fourth Brother discovered, but the fact that he didn’t let Eighth Brother go to Qingzhou ans Fourth Brother won’t lose, for now." Initially, Zhao Yao thought Prince Chu would allow Prince Wei to go to Qingzhou, but unexpectedly, before Prince Wei could go, Prince Chu petitioned to the emperor, expressing his wish to go to Qingzhou too.
Understandably, Prince Wei was displeased with Prince Chu’s desire to go to Qingzhou as well.
Upon hearing that Prince Chu entered the palace to request an audience with the emperor to apply for the trip to Qingzhou, Prince Wei hurriedly entered the palace to see the emperor, stating that he could bring Prince Jing back to the capital by himself and didn’t need Prince Chu’s company. However, Prince Chu argued that since Prince Jing was his younger brother, he, as the elder brother, should bring Prince Jing back to the capital.
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