"Your Majesty, be obedient and put down the memorial! How can you play with this?”
Chen An's expression was somewhat anxious. He walked over with a frown and tried to chase the little Emperor away from the chair.
Chen An thought that this eight-year-old child was really too naughty…
Of all the things he could play, he actually played with memorials…
These memorials were all about national affairs. How could this eight-year-old emperor play with them?
This little Emperor was really messing around, he really didn't let His Excellency worry…
However, after hearing Chen An's complaint, Zhao Fou, who was sitting on the chair, raised his head and looked at him coldly.
Chen An suddenly felt two sharp swords in front of him pierce through his body.
The eyes of an eight-year-old child should have been innocent and cute…
But who knew that the little Emperor's eyes were cold and domineering, filled with dignity…
Chen An, who was about to step forward, was shocked and stopped in his tracks.
This 60-year-old man from Great Song looked at the young emperor in surprise.
What…what was going on?
That shocking gaze just now was actually from this eight-year-old naughty child?
Chen An suddenly felt that it was unbelievable. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he definitely wouldn't have believed it.
This was because his gaze was majestic and domineering, filled with experience and decisiveness, making people feel great respect for him…
Chen An thought that such a sharp gaze should never belong to a child who had not grown up…
Chen An had served several emperors in her life, from Emperor Huizong of Song to Emperor Qinzong of Song and Emperor Gaozong of Song…
Although these emperors were not wise rulers, they were still the sons of heaven. At certain times, they would also emit such a mighty aura. This was the majesty of the Son of Heaven, the aura of a king that could make all officials tremble in fear and make the people of the world submit.
Chen An thought that it was not strange for these emperors to be so dignified because of their age and experience.
However, this little Emperor who had just ascended the throne had such an imposing manner. This was truly breathtaking…
He was only eight years old, and he was still a naughty child…
To be able to have such boldness at such a young age, it was really too amazing.
Chen An felt that the boldness displayed by the little Emperor was not inferior to the previous emperors…
He was both shocked and impressed by this, and the way he looked at the little Emperor also couldn't help but have a tinge of fear…
Chen An was an old official of the Great Song, so he understood the meaning of this gaze.
Whenever the Emperor had such an expression, it was to warn him not to interfere.
The little Emperor was blaming Chen An for stopping him from reading the memorial, which was why she was warning him with her eyes.
Logically speaking, Zhao Fou was just a small child. Chen An, this adult, should not be afraid of him. However, for some reason, Chen An did not dare to stop him when she remembered the look in Zhao Fu's eyes.
After some thought, Chen An went to the cabinet at the side to find some spices and lit them in the incense burner. This way, it could not only help the little Emperor concentrate but also repel mosquitoes. Chen An found a cattail leaf fan and went behind Zhao Fu to gently fan him.
This was his habit of serving Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, in reviewing memorials…
But now, he was using it on Zhao Fou…
Chen An had subconsciously acknowledged the little Emperor's approval of the memorial. But as for why, Chen An couldn't say. It was probably because of the little Emperor's serious expression just now, which made Chen An feel that he wasn't fooling around.
……
Zhao Fou sat on a chair and read the memorial seriously.
Zhao Fou did not care about Chen An's actions, nor did he take it to heart.
Because his attention was now focused on the memorial and he couldn't care about anything else…
He knew very well that the Southern Song Dynasty had just been established, and there were many things waiting to be done. The major events in the court were waiting for him to handle…
As the emperor of the Great Song, Zhao Fou had to care about the great matters of the Great Song. He didn't care about the small matters.
The complicated and tedious administrative affairs of the Great Song were all waiting for this eight-year-old emperor to make the decision…
Zhao Fou flipped through the memorials that had been sent over while biting his pen and thinking. In the end, he wrote a reply on the memorials…
He had already completely fused with the memories of the Great Song, so it was naturally easy for him to handle government affairs…
Not long after, the thick stack of memorials in front of him had already been read by Zhao Fou…
"Chen An, take these memorials down. Zhen has already finished reading them! I saw that there were still many memorials on the table over there, so I moved them over for me to read in one go!”
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Chen An went to the door and called for a few young eunuchs. After the young eunuchs came in, they rolled up their sleeves and trouser legs, puffed up their cheeks, and changed the positions of the memorials on the table...
When they found out that it was the little Emperor Zhao Fou who was reading the memorial, they were all dumbfounded…They had the same thoughts as Chen An, thinking that the eight-year-old Emperor was reading the memorial? How was this possible…
After Chen An led the eunuchs to move a stack of memorials to the side, he turned around and saw that Zhao Fou was reading the memorials with his head lowered again. Thus, when he wasn't paying attention, he picked up one of the memorials that had already been read and opened it to secretly read it.
Because Chen An was really worried about the little Emperor…
Don't look at how the little Emperor looked when he was reading the memorials…
But who knew what kind of character this naughty child had after reading the memorials?
If this brat randomly scribbled on the memorial, it would be terrible.
Chen An was really worried about this…
Therefore, he had to confirm whether the little Emperor was really reading the memorial or just playing around…
Thus, while Zhao Fou wasn't paying attention, Chen An slowly opened a memorial with trembling hands…
The black font was the minister's memorial, and the red font was Zhao's review reply.
Chen An was already mentally prepared. What greeted her eyes might be some messy handwriting, or the random scribbles of this eight-year-old urchin, or the merciless doodling of the ministers 'reports...
However, when she saw the situation on the memorial, Chen An was shocked…
Because Chen An suddenly realized that the situation on the memorial was not as bad as he had imagined. Instead, it was neatly written with the little Emperor's reply to the minister's memorial. The handwriting was delicate, neat, and beautiful. It was actually no different from the memorial that the previous Emperor had read...
Is…is this real?
Chen An was instantly shocked. He couldn't help but rub his eyes with his hands and open them again to take a closer look.
But this time, the situation was exactly the same as before…
This proved that Chen An was not mistaken…
This 8-year-old naughty boy was really reading the memorial?
This really surprised Chen An!
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