I was the richest man in Da Song

Chapter 38
Zhao Heng sighed and was like the third child again, knowing that the effect would be minimal but there was no other way, seeing that He Shao seemed eager to try, he said with an attitude of giving it a try.

"He Shao, what do you think?"

"Caomin thought that there were no more than three strategies for farming and mulberry in the past three generations: persuasion, sympathy for the people, exemption from taxation, and changes made by later generations without innovation. It is really a cliché."

He Shao's words are obvious. The whole pile of what Chen Pengnian said can be summed up in two words, nonsense!

"A small merchant, could it be that you have a better solution than me?" Chen Pengnian said angrily.

"Of course there is, but it's hard to put it into words. Please give me one night, Your Majesty. After I sort it out, I will present it to Your Majesty on your behalf."

He Shao himself is just a merchant and has no qualifications to enter the court, so he can only be replaced by Li Hang. However, Zhao Heng did not seem too happy when he heard that He Shao had a way. Farming for thousands of years has been nothing more than these three ways. Another breakthrough.

"You don't need to be forwarded by Li Xiang, I will give you the right to go to the palace to face the king. Li Xiang has said more than once that your speech and behavior are different from ordinary people, and I will have to see if it is true in the court tomorrow morning."

"If He Shao has no good strategy to persuade the class, I ask your majesty to punish him for the crime of deceiving the emperor," Chen Pengnian said.

"It's a little too heavy"

No matter what, Zhao Heng wanted to give Li Hang a face, so he couldn't cut off his student just after meeting him once?
"Caomin is willing, but if Caomin has a good plan, what should Chen Shilang do?"

The old guy was so focused on hurting himself that He Shao wouldn't be used to it, so he was going to fight Chen Pengnian.

"When the time comes, I will be at your disposal"

The farming and mulberry policy of the Han people has always been like this for thousands of years. What else can be new?
Chen Pengnian thought he had the chance to win. Several of the 72 main stores were secretly related to him. He Shao caused him to lose a lot of money, and he and Li Hang belonged to two factions. This time, he might be able to cut and fight Deal with Li Hang.

"How can the grassroots have no official position and no job to deal with you? I heard that Chen Shilang has a large land in Suoerfang?"

Chen Pengnian was born in Hanwei, and his ancestors lived in Suoerfang all the time. It was not until he entered the court that he moved out of that place, leaving only a large open space.

"Okay, if you win I'll give you that piece of land"

After leaving the Shengping Building, Li Hang took He Shao back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. There was a secret door in the palace leading directly to Xiuzhengfang. It was very convenient for these court officials to live in Xiuzhengfang.

"Feng Lang, it's a bit menglang today." Li Hang sighed.

"Sir, you should trust me"

"You are my student. If I don't believe that you are in Shengping Building today, I won't let you agree to him. However, the national policy of governing agriculture and mulberry for thousands of years is nothing more than these. It is so difficult to start from other aspects. "

"Tomorrow morning will be good to you"

Li Hang asked the official Li Zhong to tidy up a bedroom and study in the mansion, and He Shao lit the candles to prepare for tomorrow's memorial.

He Shao certainly has his own ideas on how to solve the food problem.

In the middle of the night, the door creaked open, and Li Jianzong poked his head in.

"Li Er? What are you doing here?" He Shao asked.

In the beginning, he still called Sheng Erge, but after getting to know each other well, even the word brother was omitted.

"I'm afraid you'll be lonely at night, so I'll bring you something..."

Li Jianzong shook the jug in his hand and put it on the desk. The more he thought about the problem, the more he needed some wine to refresh himself.

Li Jianzong saw the memorial written by He Shao, picked it up and shook it, his expression was as embarrassed as if he had eaten Xiang Xiang.

"Feng Lang, don't say what you wrote, even if I can read these few lines of yours, they are all trying to save face for you."

He Shao also knew that the writing of this character was really ugly, but this is still a boy's skill. If he hadn't learned calligraphy when he was a child, he might not be able to write a single character tonight.

"Second brother, why don't you copy it for me?"

Li Jianzong didn't refuse either, he picked up the pen and copied while secretly surprised.

"I heard from my father that you made a bet with Chen Pengnian? Is this really possible?"

The words and sentences in this memorial are unconventional, and Li Jianzong doesn't know what kind of brain can be ingenious to come up with such a method.

"Don't worry, I'm sure"

What is written in this memorial is indeed a fantasy for people of this era, but it can be proved true or false only through simple practice.

"That's the best. This Chen Pengnian is not a good guy. He often confronts his father in the political affairs hall, that is, if his father has a good temper, he would have been dismissed from office long ago." Li Jianzong criticized Chen Pengnian quite a bit.

"Don't worry, I will vent my anger on Mr.

Early the next morning when He Shao was still asleep, he was woken up by the official Li Zhong, and He Shao got up in a daze.

"Uncle Zhong, what time is it?"

"It's Yin's time, Master Xiang is already waiting for you to enter the palace"

Yin time?Four in the morning?He Shao rubbed his eyes, well, there is another reason for not wanting to be an official!

It was still dark at Yinshi, and lanterns were required for the morning court. It is said that an official once went to the court too early. I don’t know whether it was because he didn’t wake up or the road was too dark. In short, he stumbled and fell into the ditch and drowned!
After arriving at the court hall, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty had already arrived. Wen Zhandong was headed by the prime minister, and Wu Liexi was headed by the privy envoys. Only He Shao didn't know where to stand.

Just standing behind the civil servants, an old man with a white beard who doesn't know his official position glared. Would a merchant have the nerve to stand by his side?
"go over there"

He Shao lowered his head and stood with the generals, and a man of his age made room for him.

One of the things that He Shao hates the most is getting up early, which has nothing to do with time travel or not.

In addition, I stayed up late last night writing the memorial and dozed off standing in place. I looked around to see that I was in the last row and there was no one around.

The voice of the mountain shouting long live came faintly, and Zhao Henggao sat on the dragon chair.

"He Shaoke is here?"

Originally, the daily court meeting was to listen to the pond newspapers and memorials sent from various places, and then the officials discussed military and state affairs, but the first thing today was to ask He Shao?

Many civil and military people looked left and right, not knowing who He Shao was.

"Is He Shao here?" What Zhao Heng wanted to hear most was He Shao's Nong Sang Ce.

"Is His Majesty calling you?"

The person who gave way to He Shao just poked He Shao, and He Shao gave a jolt. At this time, he found the feeling of going to school back then.

"Grassmen are..."

He Shao hurried out of the queue when he heard the emperor calling his name, tripped too hastily and staggered to the dragon road, the hall was full of laughter for a while.

"Although the discipline of my Great Song Dynasty Hall is strict, you are still the first to sleep in this Zichen Hall," Zhao Heng said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, forgive me. The grassroots stayed up all night trying to think of a good plan. They were really exhausted."

"Present your good strategy, and let the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty hear whether it is a good strategy for managing agriculture"

Zhao Heng didn't care about anything, because the emperor's tolerance of the Song Dynasty Hall was sometimes no better than that of the vegetable market, and even Chen Pengnian didn't jump out to punish him for a serious crime of disrespect in front of the palace.

(End of this chapter)