Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

"Your Majesty, sit here and listen to what they say." He Zhiyan said calmly, taking people to the dragon chair and sitting down.

"Okay." Lin Muan didn't understand what He Zhiyan was doing, but he felt that He Zhiyan was delegating power to him.

Because when the original body was sitting here before, He Zhiyan didn't say any unnecessary words. He asked someone to carry the original body over and let him walk back by himself, without even looking at him.

But Lin Muan didn't care about what He Zhiyan did, because his main task was to keep the small world from collapsing. When he was the emperor, he had to let capable people do it. He preferred to make things worse.

The imperial court in Shao Kingdom was not as exaggerated as in the TV series. When the emperor arrived, everyone gathered, and the eunuchs shouted that if there was something to do, they would start playing, and if there was nothing to do, they would retreat. The dynasty started just like that.

Lin Mu'an watched the civil servant and the military attaché engage in a verbal exchange. The military attaché almost hit the civilian officer in the face with his fist, and the civilian officer began to yell. Lin Mu'an almost felt sleepy.

He Zhiyan glanced at Lin Mu'an who was yawning, frowned at the civil servants and military attachés, and felt that the morning was like a common people's market.

"Which minister's proposal does your Majesty think you should agree to?" He Zhiyan said suddenly.

Everyone present fell silent and looked at Lin Muan, who was being questioned by He Zhiyan. Lin Muan was about to hold his chin up and watch for a while, but when he saw everyone looking at him, he glanced at He Zhiyan, but still did not take back his lazy movements. , holding his chin and looking at everyone.

"Again, a group of ministers are like women selling vegetables on the street. I didn't hear clearly." Lin Muan glanced at the two leading ministers.

Lin Mu'an spoke so rudely, many people were looking at He Zhiyan's expression. Seeing that He Zhiyan acquiesced to Lin Mu'an's behavior, everyone didn't understand.

However, some people did not want this for the young emperor who had not been in court for a few days and suddenly reconciled with the regent.

"Your Majesty, the entire north has been experiencing drought for several months. The land is thousands of miles away. Many people have been displaced. Refugees are coming to the capital. There is fear of an epidemic. I think we should..." The civil servant talked a lot and followed up with a long speech.

Anyway, this person didn't want the refugees to enter the capital for fear of being infected with the disease. This Lin Mu'an thought it was okay, but this person asked him to send people to secretly burn those people to death.

Lin Muan felt that this man was not trying to solve the problem, but wanted him to be a tyrant. However, He Zhiyan did not speak, so Lin Muan could only bite the bullet and listen.

But it's already been two months since summer. The drought should have happened in early summer. It's only reported now. I guess it's because the people down there are not very good.

"Stop, you say it." Lin Mu'an was annoyed by what the man was saying, and he went back and forth with only two meanings. He pointed at the military attache who was arguing with this man.

"I feel that we should build a refugee shelter on the outskirts of the capital, set up tents to provide porridge, send doctors to treat people with diseases, and stabilize the people." The military attaché said when he saw Lin Mu'an asking him.

Lin Muan glanced at the civil servant and touched his chin with the hand holding his cheek.

"Do as you say. You take people to build a refugee shelter. Is the Minister of Household Affairs here?" Lin Muan glanced down.

A young man who looked submissive came to the front. Lin Muan felt that this minister was quite young.

"The minister is here."

"Listen to this man." Lin Mu'an said and pointed at the military attaché.

"Your Majesty, my name is Yue Liushuang." Yue Liushuang noticed that the emperor didn't know his name and reminded him specifically.

"Oh, you listen to Yue Liushuang's arrangement and take people to set up a tent to serve porridge. Just leave one imperial doctor in the palace, and take the rest to treat people. If it's not enough, call in some medical doctors. The Minister of the Ministry of Industry is also here, right? ?" Seeing that He Zhiyan didn't say anything, Lin Muan could only speak by himself.

He was still a young man, and seemed to have more confidence than the Minister of Hubu, so he bowed respectfully to Lin Muan.

"Meng Ci, Minister of the Ministry of Industry and Industry." Meng Ci also realized that the emperor did not know the minister, so he introduced himself first.

"Oh." Lin Mu'an said perfunctorily, "Meng Ci, take people to the north to have a look. If you can build water conservancy, just build it as much as possible. You can dig canals."

"I obey the order, but Your Majesty, the silver needed to build the canal..." Meng Ci did not continue.

"Who is that? The Minister of the Ministry of Revenue allocates some money to the Ministry of Industry." Lin Muan only remembered what each department did, but he was not familiar with these people.

"Your Majesty, my name is Tang Songqing." The Minister of Household Affairs said weakly.

Lin Muan: "..."

Why do you have to introduce yourself to him?

"Well, Tang Songqing, please allocate some money to Meng Ci." Lin Muan said coldly.

"Your Majesty, the treasury is a bit empty. Maybe the money is not enough." Tang Songqing wiped his forehead. It was true that the treasury was empty, and some people were corrupt. He didn't dare to say more when he just took office.

"Tsk." Lin Muan looked at the courtiers coldly and frowned slightly.

He Zhiyan still didn't speak, so Lin Muan still had to do it alone.

"Now I have to trouble you, ministers, to donate some money. Of course, you don't have to donate if you really don't have it. I'll watch and select a few who will confiscate their homes." After Lin Mu'an finished speaking, he smiled kindly, "I think everyone will donate. ?”

Lin Muan smiled very kindly, which made the ministers who looked at him feel a chill in their backs. They always felt that there was something different about the emperor, a familiar but unfamiliar feeling, but the ministers immediately understood.

The emperor is now like a replica of the regent.

The regent likes to ransack homes viciously, and the emperor likes to ransack homes with a smile on his face. The ministers are extremely frightened.

"If the ministries are very busy, then bring someone to help the Ministry of Work, but they have to listen to Meng Ci. Military attachés can also go. People need to maintain order when giving soup. You should all know how to do it and how to do it well, right?" Lin Mu'an said coldly. The aura around him was worthy of this dragon robe, but he looked like a tyrannical emperor with uncertainties.

"I obey the order." Everyone knelt down in unison.

"Very good, then retreat to the court. I hope you can arrange things well before going to court tomorrow." Lin Mu'an stood up and said to everyone.

These words scared all the ministries to death. The emperor asked them to arrange such a big matter tomorrow. I felt that we could discuss it again, but when they raised their heads and met Lin Muan's eyes, no one dared to speak.

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you." Lin Mu'an suppressed another sentence.

Everyone did not know how they got out of the Jinluan Palace. They came to their senses and hurriedly discussed with the various ministries. The regent's acquiescence prevented them from being disrespectful to the emperor.

"Your Majesty has done a good job." He Zhiyan saw that Lin Muan was acting like a different person just now, and he felt that Lin Muan looked more majestic and majestic.

"Really?" Lin Mu'an returned to his original appearance and smiled slightly, "It's time to go to court. You go and do your work. I'm going back to Qianqing Palace."

"Your Majesty, are you tired?" He Zhiyan looked at Lin Mu'an, who lowered his eyes, and reached out to touch his face.

"Yes." Lin Mu'an nuzzled He Zhiyan's palm obediently.