Tibetan beads

Chapter 274 Administration
At the end of the hour, the emperor came out of the bedroom, pressed his forehead, and felt drowsy.

"Your Majesty." Zhang Huaide saluted him.

The emperor squinted his eyes and nodded, opened his mouth and yawned, and took the bird's nest soup from the maid.

After all, it's not like when I was young. I only ordered two new beauties last night, and I'm so tired today.

However, Zhang Huaide also held a stack of memorials and said, "Your Majesty, this is today's memorial. The Prime Minister is in a hurry to get it!"

The emperor glanced at it and complained: "Everyone says the emperor is good, but I feel that the emperor is like a donkey on the grinder, turning around day by day, never resting."

Zhang Huaide accompanied him with a smile: "Who would say that the world cannot do without you! You are the Son of Heaven, and you bear the heavy responsibility of all people, so you must be busy."

He was always comfortable speaking, but the emperor was still full of resistance: "If it's nothing important, you just go back to them."

Zhang Huaide looked embarrassed: "Your Majesty, these memorial servants have already been selected, and they are all important."

The emperor became more and more bored, and he didn't want to work after eating the bird's nest.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Huaide carefully put forward his opinion: "If Your Majesty is not feeling well, why don't you ask the crown prince to come and see? You also said that the crown prince has improved a lot recently, so I think I can help you."

The emperor's eyes lit up.correct!It is inappropriate to hand over the memorial to others, and it is justifiable to let the prince come.

That kid is eighteen, if he doesn't learn how to deal with government affairs now, when will he be?
"Call the prince."

"Yes."

The prince came soon, and when he heard what the emperor wanted him to do, he was completely dumbfounded.He has just understood the homework given by the master, and then he handles government affairs?He won't!

"Ask people if you don't understand." The emperor was uncomfortable, and his temper was a little irritable, "I have selected so many officials for you, what are they for?"

The prince had no choice but to go back with the stack of memorials.

When Yan Ling entered the palace, what he saw was the prince biting his pen and frowning in worry.

"What's wrong, Your Highness? Is the homework difficult?" Yan Ling took the tangerine handed over by the servant, peeled the skin and kept half for herself, and handed the other half to the crown prince.

The prince put away the pen, took the orange and ate it with him.

"It's not a question of whether it's difficult or not at all, it's just that I can't understand it at all!" He pushed the memorial over, muttering the words vaguely while eating, "Look, what taxes, what horse farms, what official examinations... solitary I know every word, but I can't understand it when I put it together."

Yan Ling glanced at it, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that it is the memorial that His Majesty wants to review!"

The crown prince complained to him: "I don't know what the father thinks. A few months ago, I thought my homework was not good, so now let me review the memorial. Hey, why don't you help me look?"

His homework has always been taken care of by his companions. Recently, he trusts Yanling the most and always asks him to discuss it.

Yan Ling refused: "I can't help His Highness this time, this is a memorial, how can I read it casually?"

The prince grimaced, and sighed: "Father said that there are so many officials in the East Palace, so if you don't understand, just ask. I just listened to Father's words, and summoned them as soon as I came back. As a result, they said that they started to quarrel. One said this, the other said that, and drove them all away in a single-minded manner."

Yan Ling smiled silently in her heart.

The emperor thought too well.It is true that there are many officials in the East Palace, but the crown prince has been an asshole for more than ten years, so how can they be used?A knife will rust if it is not used for a long time, and of course it will become dull after many years of mixing.What's more, he really didn't trust the emperor's vision.

"If you don't help, I don't even know who to turn to!" The prince looked at him expectantly.

Yan Ling made a suggestion: "Otherwise, Your Highness should ask the Taifu? This is your master. If you don't understand, it's always right to ask him?"

This is true, but the crown prince thinks of Taifu Lu's serious look, and his heart beats like a drum: "Teacher won't scold you again, will he?"

"No, no." Yanling encouraged him, "Teacher likes honest and hardworking children the most. You are here for business, how can he be angry? Besides, I have no experience in this kind of government affairs!"

The prince thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the case, so he packed up his things and went to the Bowen Museum to find Mrs. Lu.

Mrs. Lu saw the memorial he brought over, with anger on his face, he scolded: "These wastes who eat vegetarian meals, if they don't have money, they will increase taxes, and if they add more money, the people will not be able to live! Last year was bad, and the harvest was poor. It’s only summer this year, and the food hasn’t been harvested yet, so why should they raise taxes? Rat! Shameless!”

The crown prince was taken aback, and he was relieved to hear that Grand Tutor Lu was not scolding himself, and asked in a huff: "Then according to what Taifu Lu saw, this memorial cannot be approved?"

"Of course you can't approve it!" Taifu Lu said decisively, "Your Highness, the people's life is hard! If you go out of the city to have a look, you are only ten miles away from the emperor's feet, and the people are already sallow and emaciated, and their clothes are ragged. If the tax is increased, They are bound to sell their sons and daughters, and they can't live on!"

The prince scratched his head, pointed to the memorial and asked: "But they said that if there is no tax increase, there will be no money to repair the dam. If we don't take advantage of this year to repair it, I am afraid that it will flood again next year, and the harvest will be even worse..."

Mrs. Lu sneered: "The dam is repaired every year, which year is it really repaired? They never take it seriously!"

"Then just dismiss it?"

Seeing the prince picking up the pen, Mrs. Lu hurriedly said: "Wait!"

The prince looked at him.

Taifu Lu frowned, pinching his beard and thinking: "It's not good to dismiss it like this, but it seems that His Royal Highness is too strict. After all, if the dams are not repaired, the people will indeed suffer disasters, and even if there is no tax increase, they will get money." Only then..."

According to Yanling's thinking, the money is easy to get.As long as the palace saves half of the expenses, and then encourages dignitaries to donate some, it is probably enough.Otherwise, if they make a deal with Jiang Yi from Jiangbei, at least the money for reinforcement can be collected.However, neither of these two methods will work for the emperor. The former one saves him money, and it is better to hit him head-on to death.The latter is the same reasoning, all Jiang Yi's money went into the emperor's private treasury.

Seeing the frowning faces of the old and the young, Yan Ling couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, the Zhenbei Protectorate originally had several horse farms, but the imperial court hasn't sent anyone to take them over?"

This is the matter of the next memorial, the prince picked it out, looked at it, and nodded.

"They said that these racecourses have been abandoned for more than half a year, and they need to allocate funds to rebuild them."

At the end of last year, Baersi, the Protector of Zhenbei, suddenly rebelled and attacked the accompanying capital while Zhaoguo was in chaos. This was the result of Yanling's rescue.

Afterwards, the original territory of Zhenbei Duhu Mansion was guarded by the Yan family, but some properties near the accompanying capital were taken back by the imperial court, and these horse farms were among them.

Yanling said: "My father said in his family letter that a large number of horses were lost in the battle with Xirong, and we need to find a way to replenish them. If His Majesty agrees, hand over the horse farm to us, and we will gather together and deliver a few years in advance. Taxes. In this way, the imperial court will not have to pay for the reconstruction of the racecourse, but also have money to repair the dam.”

　I finally went to get vaccinated, and I couldn't lift my hands yesterday...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)