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Chapter 187 Arrangement
Chapter 187 Arrangement
"From now on, the Grand Court will be held once a month."
"After you wait, perform your duties and deal with it according to Daxia's regulations."
In the more majestic and sacred Qiankun Palace, Xiang Nanfei, who was covered in a faint golden light, said indifferently.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Thousands of Great Xia civil servants who were still in a daze looked at each other and bowed in reply at the same time.
"Well, after going down, on the first day of every month, you must not neglect the matter of burning incense and offering sacrifices to the burial statues in various places."
"Tell those people that as the general of the gods, the funeral can receive the prayers of the people, listen to the grievances or grievances of the procuratorate." Looking at the civil and military officials below who heard his once-a-month dynasty, their expressions were a little slack, and asked Nan Fei said indifferently.
"Yes." With a shudder, everyone bowed again, bowing solemnly and bowing.
You can listen to the prayers of the prosecutors and the people, which means telling them that if there is grievance or turmoil under the rule, then the general who commands the invincible pro-army will be able to know everything about the people of the gods in an instant.
"Well, let's all go down. The divine dynasty has just been established, and there are many trivial matters below. If there is something to do, I can submit a memorial to Lingji or Honglian." After finishing speaking, he waved to Nanfei to signal that they could go down.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
In the face of the majestic Xiangnan Fei, the ministers below are not qualified to give opinions, they can only keep bowing and accepting orders.
Among the faint clouds, Han Fei and others, who were climbing down the steps, walked among the clouds, their expressions couldn't help being a little dazed.
"Brother Wei Zhuang, tell me, do we look like gods..." Han Fei pointed to the surrounding white clouds, the mountains, rivers and rivers below, and a group of Daxia officials who were shuttled in the clouds.
"Not now, maybe in the future." The white-haired Wei Zhuang glanced at Han Fei sternly, implying something.
"That's right, Brother Han, look at my grandfather's rejuvenated appearance. Maybe we will follow the emperor and become immortal gods one day." Beside the two, Zhang Liang quietly pointed to the man with dark hair and steady steps in front of him. openly.
"Look at your appearance. After being a minister for so long, why are you still so frivolous?" As if aware of this, he suddenly looked back and saw Zhang Liang pointing at his hand and yelling.
It's just that from the smile in his eyes, it can be seen that he is not angry at all.
In Daxia, the Zhang family has one sect, one minister, and one servant. It can be said that apart from Han Fei, who is also the minister, and Honglian, one of the heads of ladies officials, the most prominent family in the Daxia government.
This made Zhang Kai, who put down his face and participated in the first assessment, very proud.
In the Qiankun Palace shrouded in Yunyun's divine light, the dragons on the two rows of golden pillars seemed to come to life, swimming slowly on top.
Xiang Nanfei leaned on the hideous throne of the black Nine Dragons, his eyes slightly lowered, his left hand resting on his chin, thinking.
Now that the divine dynasty has been established and all the luck has returned to Daxia, as long as countless people continue to pray, Zang Tian can use incense, faith and the divine dynasty's luck to condense the energy and slowly restore the true spirit.
At the same time, the government system here has four departments taking the lead in operation, followed by Yan Lingji and others to supervise, and above it there is the funeral sky overlooking the world, which is very stable.
Therefore, he can leave a ray of power coordinates here, and it is enough for the will to appear once a month.
When it is completely stable in the future, maybe it will be fine if he doesn't show up for a year or a half, or a few years.
"Hong Lian, go and send them all here." Just as Hong Lian and Yan Lingji stood under the imperial platform, watching the figures of those ministers disappear completely, Xiang Nanfei said suddenly.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Hong Lian, who walked lightly, bowed her head slightly to salute, looked at Xiang Nanfei with reluctance in her eyes, and then walked sideways.
"Meet Your Majesty."
In the main hall, like a group of women competing for beauty, filled with the huge luck that poured down from the establishment of the god dynasty, more than 30 girls saluted respectfully like a reborn girl.
"Well, get up." Xiang Nanfei said lightly.
"Yes, Your Majesty." After getting up, the 36 girls were divided into two horizontal rows, looking up at the majestic figure shrouded in a faint golden light.
A girl who is tall and plump, or sexy and hot, whose appearance is perfected to more than [-]% after being blessed with luck, with a refined temperament, and a girl with different springs, orchids and autumn chrysanthemums quietly waited for Xiang Nanfei's orders.
For these girls, Xiang Nanfei had a headache at this time, how to deal with them.
At the beginning, in a bad mood, he called this group of red lotuses from the nobles and palaces his dancer troupe. Although he only danced once, he felt bored and didn't let them dance again.
But in the eyes of the outside world, they were labeled as the emperor's exclusive dancer.
Later, when they came up with piles of memorials that needed approval, he felt troublesome, so he directly instilled a lot of modern knowledge into these girls, and asked them to each follow up a subordinate department as a lady officer.
In this way, they are even more different from those ordinary maids.
Yesterday, Xiang Nanfei directly dismissed the maids sent by various families, so that they could live a good life under the official arrangement.
So at this time, in this huge palace group, only this group of girls with special identities are left in front of them.
"You wait, can I ask for something?" Xiang Nanfei, who felt a little troublesome, raised his brows and asked directly.
In an instant, all the girls below were startled, because they felt an ominous message from Xiang Nanfei's words.
"Your Majesty, after being sent here, the slave family has nothing to ask for, and only wants to serve you around."
The appearance is beautiful and cool, the chest is straight, the figure is tall, and the white body looks like a budding lotus in the clear pool water. She is wearing a straight ponytail and follows the official project. The beautiful girl named Hongye has a firm gaze. Fly south.
The smart girl, from Xiangnanfei yesterday to dismiss those maids, to today's establishment of the god dynasty, when arranging a certain matter, she and Honglian and the others almost guessed Xiangnanfei's meaning.
"Your Majesty, so is the slave family. I only wish to serve Your Majesty with my whole body."
After taking the lead, these girls all bent down and saluted, praying in unison.
Xiang Nanfei paused indifferently, and then a tinge of purple appeared in his eyes. His extremely sharp eyes looked straight into his heart, and swept across the group of girls below who were bravely looking up at him.
But then, after seeing their truest thoughts at this time, Xiang Nanfei was silent for a while, and then said calmly.
"Since this is the case, then you will still be responsible for your own affairs as usual, let's go down."
"Yes, Your Majesty." With joy on their faces, the girls walked briskly to the side.
"You... as usual, go down." Looking at Honglian and Yanlingji who stood motionless on both sides of the imperial platform, who seemed to have something to say, when they looked directly into the hearts of the group of girls just now, their gazes also swept across their eyes. Xiang Nanfei waved.
"Your Majesty..." Yan Lingji opened her mouth, and after one last look at Hong Lian, she slowly retreated.
Fourth more
(End of this chapter)
"From now on, the Grand Court will be held once a month."
"After you wait, perform your duties and deal with it according to Daxia's regulations."
In the more majestic and sacred Qiankun Palace, Xiang Nanfei, who was covered in a faint golden light, said indifferently.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Thousands of Great Xia civil servants who were still in a daze looked at each other and bowed in reply at the same time.
"Well, after going down, on the first day of every month, you must not neglect the matter of burning incense and offering sacrifices to the burial statues in various places."
"Tell those people that as the general of the gods, the funeral can receive the prayers of the people, listen to the grievances or grievances of the procuratorate." Looking at the civil and military officials below who heard his once-a-month dynasty, their expressions were a little slack, and asked Nan Fei said indifferently.
"Yes." With a shudder, everyone bowed again, bowing solemnly and bowing.
You can listen to the prayers of the prosecutors and the people, which means telling them that if there is grievance or turmoil under the rule, then the general who commands the invincible pro-army will be able to know everything about the people of the gods in an instant.
"Well, let's all go down. The divine dynasty has just been established, and there are many trivial matters below. If there is something to do, I can submit a memorial to Lingji or Honglian." After finishing speaking, he waved to Nanfei to signal that they could go down.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
In the face of the majestic Xiangnan Fei, the ministers below are not qualified to give opinions, they can only keep bowing and accepting orders.
Among the faint clouds, Han Fei and others, who were climbing down the steps, walked among the clouds, their expressions couldn't help being a little dazed.
"Brother Wei Zhuang, tell me, do we look like gods..." Han Fei pointed to the surrounding white clouds, the mountains, rivers and rivers below, and a group of Daxia officials who were shuttled in the clouds.
"Not now, maybe in the future." The white-haired Wei Zhuang glanced at Han Fei sternly, implying something.
"That's right, Brother Han, look at my grandfather's rejuvenated appearance. Maybe we will follow the emperor and become immortal gods one day." Beside the two, Zhang Liang quietly pointed to the man with dark hair and steady steps in front of him. openly.
"Look at your appearance. After being a minister for so long, why are you still so frivolous?" As if aware of this, he suddenly looked back and saw Zhang Liang pointing at his hand and yelling.
It's just that from the smile in his eyes, it can be seen that he is not angry at all.
In Daxia, the Zhang family has one sect, one minister, and one servant. It can be said that apart from Han Fei, who is also the minister, and Honglian, one of the heads of ladies officials, the most prominent family in the Daxia government.
This made Zhang Kai, who put down his face and participated in the first assessment, very proud.
In the Qiankun Palace shrouded in Yunyun's divine light, the dragons on the two rows of golden pillars seemed to come to life, swimming slowly on top.
Xiang Nanfei leaned on the hideous throne of the black Nine Dragons, his eyes slightly lowered, his left hand resting on his chin, thinking.
Now that the divine dynasty has been established and all the luck has returned to Daxia, as long as countless people continue to pray, Zang Tian can use incense, faith and the divine dynasty's luck to condense the energy and slowly restore the true spirit.
At the same time, the government system here has four departments taking the lead in operation, followed by Yan Lingji and others to supervise, and above it there is the funeral sky overlooking the world, which is very stable.
Therefore, he can leave a ray of power coordinates here, and it is enough for the will to appear once a month.
When it is completely stable in the future, maybe it will be fine if he doesn't show up for a year or a half, or a few years.
"Hong Lian, go and send them all here." Just as Hong Lian and Yan Lingji stood under the imperial platform, watching the figures of those ministers disappear completely, Xiang Nanfei said suddenly.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Hong Lian, who walked lightly, bowed her head slightly to salute, looked at Xiang Nanfei with reluctance in her eyes, and then walked sideways.
"Meet Your Majesty."
In the main hall, like a group of women competing for beauty, filled with the huge luck that poured down from the establishment of the god dynasty, more than 30 girls saluted respectfully like a reborn girl.
"Well, get up." Xiang Nanfei said lightly.
"Yes, Your Majesty." After getting up, the 36 girls were divided into two horizontal rows, looking up at the majestic figure shrouded in a faint golden light.
A girl who is tall and plump, or sexy and hot, whose appearance is perfected to more than [-]% after being blessed with luck, with a refined temperament, and a girl with different springs, orchids and autumn chrysanthemums quietly waited for Xiang Nanfei's orders.
For these girls, Xiang Nanfei had a headache at this time, how to deal with them.
At the beginning, in a bad mood, he called this group of red lotuses from the nobles and palaces his dancer troupe. Although he only danced once, he felt bored and didn't let them dance again.
But in the eyes of the outside world, they were labeled as the emperor's exclusive dancer.
Later, when they came up with piles of memorials that needed approval, he felt troublesome, so he directly instilled a lot of modern knowledge into these girls, and asked them to each follow up a subordinate department as a lady officer.
In this way, they are even more different from those ordinary maids.
Yesterday, Xiang Nanfei directly dismissed the maids sent by various families, so that they could live a good life under the official arrangement.
So at this time, in this huge palace group, only this group of girls with special identities are left in front of them.
"You wait, can I ask for something?" Xiang Nanfei, who felt a little troublesome, raised his brows and asked directly.
In an instant, all the girls below were startled, because they felt an ominous message from Xiang Nanfei's words.
"Your Majesty, after being sent here, the slave family has nothing to ask for, and only wants to serve you around."
The appearance is beautiful and cool, the chest is straight, the figure is tall, and the white body looks like a budding lotus in the clear pool water. She is wearing a straight ponytail and follows the official project. The beautiful girl named Hongye has a firm gaze. Fly south.
The smart girl, from Xiangnanfei yesterday to dismiss those maids, to today's establishment of the god dynasty, when arranging a certain matter, she and Honglian and the others almost guessed Xiangnanfei's meaning.
"Your Majesty, so is the slave family. I only wish to serve Your Majesty with my whole body."
After taking the lead, these girls all bent down and saluted, praying in unison.
Xiang Nanfei paused indifferently, and then a tinge of purple appeared in his eyes. His extremely sharp eyes looked straight into his heart, and swept across the group of girls below who were bravely looking up at him.
But then, after seeing their truest thoughts at this time, Xiang Nanfei was silent for a while, and then said calmly.
"Since this is the case, then you will still be responsible for your own affairs as usual, let's go down."
"Yes, Your Majesty." With joy on their faces, the girls walked briskly to the side.
"You... as usual, go down." Looking at Honglian and Yanlingji who stood motionless on both sides of the imperial platform, who seemed to have something to say, when they looked directly into the hearts of the group of girls just now, their gazes also swept across their eyes. Xiang Nanfei waved.
"Your Majesty..." Yan Lingji opened her mouth, and after one last look at Hong Lian, she slowly retreated.
Fourth more
(End of this chapter)
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