At the beginning of the establishment of the Gui Dynasty, the system of the previous dynasty was followed, and the local government adopted the three-level system of "Daozhou and County". In addition, breaking the inherent traditions of previous dynasties, the division of regions was no longer based on the dangers of mountains and rivers. Instead, new ways were found to create an intertwined situation in various regions, thereby weakening local power, strengthening centralization, and preventing the occurrence of chaos in the interior.
In the spring of the first year of Yongshuang, the new emperor Guiqi listened to the advice of Prime Minister Zhuang Tianji, took the sword of the emperor, and divided the Gui Dynasty into twenty realms. In addition, he added a supervisory censor, exercised the power of prosecution and impeachment, and patrolled the world in place of the emperor.
According to the advice of Prime Minister Zhuang Tianji, the central agencies were reorganized, the old system of Han and Wei was abolished, and the three provinces of Sangong and Internal History, Secretary, and Internal Affairs were retained. Only Shangshu Province and Menxia Province were retained, and Zhongshu Province was added to draft and draft emperor's orders. The Shangshu Province directly administered six ministries and was directly responsible to the emperor.
In addition, in order to improve the efficiency of administration, the emperor personally issued an order to set up a political hall in Menxia Province, which was the highest deliberative body in the country for the chief ministers of the three provinces, including Zhongshu Ling and Shangshu Zuopushe, to gather here to discuss matters.
At this point, a complete, orderly and well-organized central official system has been formed. Three provinces and six ministries each perform their duties, and there are no more disputes or interference.
In the fourth year of Yongshuang, the third spring of the implementation of the three provinces and six ministries system, the world was stable, the world was at peace, the people lived in peace, and the officials were honest.
The emperor lived deep in the inner garden, personally drafted imperial edicts, and implemented them throughout the world, which shocked the government and the public.
"Never add talent to the population"
The following year, the emperor personally went on a hunting tour of the country. When he returned to the palace, he saw his prime minister Zhuang Tianji. His first words were: "I and your beloved can both leave their names in history."
Emperor Gui Qi was also considered by the people of the world and court officials as "in the prosperous age of the establishment of the dynasty, there was no one with outstanding political achievements."
The emperor abstained from extravagance and adopted frugality, and built a state of peace and prosperity, which is destined to be famous throughout the ages.
But who would have thought that the person who would inherit the country in the future would actually have a bad character, bring disaster to one side, be ruined both internally and externally, and be obsessed with a beautiful brothel.
And this person is currently being banned.
Prince's East Palace.
Gui Liu leaned over lazily, sitting casually, holding a pot and drinking wine, leisurely and contentedly.
Wearing a snow-white robe, with jade on the waist, and a golden hair crown like an emperor's crown, he has an astonishing appearance, and has long and narrow golden phoenix eyes that are drunkenly hazy.
"The man who forgets his worries"
Although Mo Yu's No. 1 comment only has four words, it carries a lot of weight. Who in the world has not had some reverie? The little girls waiting in the boudoir are even more ignorant and innocent, and most of them like this.
The palace was filled with the smell of wine, even overpowering the ambergris burned in the incense burner.
On the table, there are several plates of exquisite pastries, all of which maintain their original exquisite shapes and appear to have never been touched.
Geiliu was hungover all night, just drinking.
The palace maid who came to deliver breakfast was a poor person who was marginalized and disliked the most. No one wanted to deliver food to the plague-god prince, so they forced her to do it.
She stepped into the palace cautiously, as if this was not the splendid Prince's East Palace, but a gloomy and strange wolf's den that could be life-threatening at any time.
The palace maid was trembling, not daring to raise her head. Every step she took was like walking on thin ice, for fear that if she made any sound, the plague prince would be punished on her head.
The smell of alcohol filled the air, and the man seemed to have fallen asleep. The palace maid endured strong uneasiness and fear and slowly put the dishes on the table without making the slightest sound.
The palace maid breathed a sigh of relief quietly and planned to leave quietly. She did not notice that there was a small jar of unopened wine at her feet.
So as she moved lightly, she kicked the jade altar over. In an instant, the jade shattered and the altar died, wine splashed and a loud noise was made.
The palace maid trembled and knelt on the ground, too frightened to speak.
Gui Liu slowly opened his eyes, his golden rose-colored eyes still filled with hazy drunkenness, and his eyes were cold and indifferent.
"Want to die?"
The palace maid felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her face was ashen, and her heart was filled with despair.
You can hear a needle drop in the hall.
Suddenly there was the sound of gentle footsteps.
It was Qingxue who came to deliver another meal.
Qingxue turned a blind eye to the palace maid kneeling on the ground, frowned, and said in a cold tone with a hint of reproach, "Your Highness, are you hungover again?"
Guiliu sat up and saw two different plates of food on the table. He looked at the palace maid who dared not breathe, and sneered: "Does the imperial kitchen give this prince these things all day long?"
Guiliu roared angrily, obviously drunk, "Is it possible that this prince is a beast? You are feeding me like a beast!"
In the hall, roars echoed endlessly.
The palace maid cried out in fright.
When the emperor was angry, blood flowed into the rafts, and millions of corpses were laid on the ground.
Not to mention a violent and savage God of Plague?
In this situation, not to mention a small palace maid, even a high-ranking court minister could only kneel on the ground.
As a personal maid, she is used to seeing such angry situations. Qingxue said softly: "Your Highness, please eat first."
Guiliu hummed softly and put down the jade chopsticks as soon as he picked them up.
The price of a night's hangover is a splitting headache.
Qingxue served her master well, so she naturally knew that the headache was caused by anger, so she moved slightly and knelt down behind Guiliu, squeezing her temples with her soft jade hands.
When Gui Liu's headache subsided a little, he picked up the jade chopsticks and started eating his breakfast.
The two masters and servants were very affectionate, but the palace maid suffered a lot. She kept kneeling on the ground, terrified, and never dared to stand up.
After a long time, Qingxue said softly: "Your Highness."
Only then did Guiliu look at the palace maid again and said in an indifferent tone, "Get lost."
If the palace maid encountered an amnesty, she would resist the urge to run out of the palace, send a graceful blessing to Guiliu, then turn around and leave quickly.
After wandering through the gates of hell, the moment she stepped out of the Prince's East Palace, she finally couldn't bear it any longer and her heart completely collapsed. She collapsed and fell to the ground, sobbing loudly.
In an imperial home, there is no room for others to snore and sleep on the side of the bed, and there are very few good talks about the harmony between the king and his ministers.
The same is true for serving a master. If one's body is low and his life is poor, if what he does is even slightly unsatisfactory, his life will be at risk.
I stayed in the palace cautiously and walked on thin ice for several years. I did some laundry on weekdays. I was humiliated and beaten every day. Even my virginity was almost taken away.
White snow and red walls, beautiful jade and jade, inside the majestic and stern palace walls, under the resplendent roof, is a dark life.
She wanted to die, she wanted to be done with it, but it didn't work.
At home, there is a young brother and a seriously ill mother who need a bite of hot food and a packet of decoction.
The people of the world are in a hurry, but they can only break a few taels of silver.
But these few taels of silver can heal the suffering in the world.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
Thinking that it was the palace commander who was patrolling here, or some prominent nobleman, the maid quickly stood up and wiped her tears with her sleeves, for fear of being punished.
The palace maid lowered her head. As for who it was from, she didn't dare to look up at all.
The next second, the palace maid felt her palms become cold.
There was also a rather cold voice,
"With the jade card, you can leave the palace. Go to the government to receive ten taels of silver every month, support me with filial piety, and live a good life."
The palace maid was stunned. She opened her palm and saw that it was actually a jade medal.
Can you leave the palace? Can I still receive ten taels of silver every month?
What is the concept of ten taels of silver per month?
You know, an ordinary family of five can only harvest ten taels a year.
It's like a dream.
But the cool feeling coming from the palm of my hand is so real.
The palace maid mustered up her courage and raised her head, obviously stunned for a moment.
Isn't it the sister who served the prince before and later interceded for herself?
The palace maid burst into tears instantly, holding the jade medal symbolizing freedom tightly in her palms, and knelt down in front of Qingxue with a plop.
Qingxue stepped aside and said calmly: "I am just an ordinary maid, and I have no authority to allow you to leave the palace and return home. This kneeling should be regarded as thanking His Highness."
The palace maid shook her head, her eyes were red, and she said softly: "Sister, I kneel down to thank you for saving me."
After saying that, she faced Qingxue, knelt down and kowtowed.
Qingxue remained motionless, her face calm.
The palace maid stood up, patted the dirt on her dress to show her great respect, and knelt down in the direction of the prince's east palace.
One bow and three kowtows,
Three bows and nine kowtows.
The palace maid did not know that Geiliu was standing behind the palace door, and through the thin gauze paper, he calmly accepted the grand ceremony of three kowtows and nine bows.
At noon that day, the heavy and majestic palace door slowly opened, and only one person walked out, wearing coarse linen clothes and walking briskly.
There was a day when it was also noon.
The woman who entered the palace for the first time took off her old and rough linen clothes and put on the soft and gorgeous palace silk and satin for the first time with great expectation.
Everything in the palace is so beautiful, including carved railings and jade, gold-tiled floors, pavilions, rockeries and pavilions. The wasps swarm in the garden in spring, the fragrance of lotuses by the pool in summer, the red leaves of acacia in the evening pavilion in autumn, and the white snow in the middle of the lake in winter.
She is very happy. Living here, she no longer has to worry about dust dirtying her feet, or having to worry about her clothes being covered with chilblains in winter.
But after staying in Shenyuan for a long time, it gradually became boring. All day long, apart from facing the majestic scarlet palace walls, I could only look up at that corner of the clear blue sky.
Year after year, spring and autumn are cold and hot.
She seemed to have forgotten what it looked like outside the palace.
One night, she had a dream. I dreamed of the waterwheel under the setting sun, the children running in the fields, and the melodious sound of the flute.
She suddenly woke up and understood everything.
Want to go back.
But this is the palace. When you walk through the vermilion door and put on the attire of a palace maid, your destiny is no longer under your control.
How many palace ladies died of old age in the palace, without being able to see the outside world again for decades.
So every night in the dead of night, she would cry quietly. Especially on nights when the moon was as bright as snow, she tossed and turned all night long.
One night, the rain was pouring, and she suddenly woke up. She vaguely heard the folk song "Breaking Willows" and ran out like crazy, only to find that this was a palace with strict rules.
In this nocturne, when I hear the willow tree breaking, who can't help but feel the love of my hometown?
I miss you so deeply that my heart is broken.
But God treated her very well.
She got a jade medal and could leave the palace. Is this a long-cherished wish that many palace maids dream of and end with hatred?
I came with joy and full of expectations.
When I left, I was also happy and full of hope.
She is still in her prime years, full of flamboyance and beauty, and has a graceful figure. You can also find a good husband and have a lovely child.
Then the days are gentle and the years are quiet.
