Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 873
On the fifteenth day of the first month of the third year of Dingning, there was a banquet in Fuli Palace.

Bai Jingzhen sat at the lower head of the emperor (here is the first seat on the right, slightly weaker than the one on the left, and Yuan Lingwei is the first on the left), looking coldly at the civil and military officials on the table who were full of joy and indulged in feasting and pleasure, There was a line of impatience between the eyebrows that was not obvious.

The past six months of running around for disaster relief made him completely see through that Fuli's imperial court was rotten from the root.

Those who have power and wealth have no country and no people in their hearts; those who are willing to worry about the country and the people have little power and wealth in their hands.

In the past, when the late emperor was alive, it was his methods that were ruthless and his wrists strong enough to suppress the court that was about to fall apart, and force those bastards who were full of voices to do some practical things.

But now that he is gone, the newly enthroned empress is an illiterate idiot. She is not as decisive as him, let alone as sharp and ruthless as he is. It got worse and worse.

——Forget it, let’s just leave it at that, there’s nothing they can do anyway.

The young man lowered his eyes and closed the slightly loose clothes on his body. The hard work and restless nights in the past six months made his already thin body even thinner. He was only 28||[-] years old, but his temples were already thin. Climb up three or two strands of frost-colored white.

"What are you thinking, Mister?" The girl's slightly drunken voice suddenly rang out from the main seat, and the flashy noise in the hall was followed by a momentary delay.

Yuan Lingzhi probably drank too much wine tonight, she supported her flushed cheeks with one hand, and there was a bit of tenderness in her eyes: "I see that you have been sitting for so long, and you have never seen Mr. Have a drink together?"

Such inquiries made the courtiers who were drinking in the palace completely quiet. Everyone stopped holding the cups and chopsticks, and their eyes stared at Bai Jingzhen who was sitting on the emperor's head.

The young man who was staring at the room was unmoved, Gu Zi raised his hand and poured himself a cup of freshly brewed tea.

Holding the tea bowl, he lowered his head and took a sip until the tea moistened his throat, then he slowly rolled his eyes.

"I'm thinking..." Bai Jing really had a relaxed expression on his face. When he looked back, he quietly glanced at the empty emperor's seat opposite him from the corner of his head, and there was an unexplained smile in his pupils.

——Tonight, the little princess suddenly had a high fever. After Yuan Lingwei sat at the table for less than half an hour, she was hurriedly called back by the people in the house. Now that she didn't stay in the palace, it was just convenient for him to do what he wanted to do.

"I'm thinking, when will His Majesty agree to this humble minister, and reduce taxes for the benefit of the people of the world."

The young man raised his chin slightly after he finished speaking, Yuan Lingzhi suppressed the smile on his face almost as soon as he heard these words, and the hall was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

Everyone locked on the thin young man with a calm posture, wanting to know what kind of shocking words he would say next.

"Sir... why did you suddenly bring up this issue?" Yuan Lingzhi retracted her arms and sat up slightly, the soft drunkenness in her pupils faded by seven points.

The ministers looked at the empress in gorgeous clothes holding the corners of her lips stiffly, and that smile, no matter how you looked at it, made people feel forced: "The flood in these two places...has receded a long time ago?" ?”

"The water has receded, but the food can't grow overnight." Bai Jingzhen was serious, and he stood up and bowed respectfully to the emperor on the high platform, "The disaster-stricken fields are not It will slow down over time."

"Your Majesty, although no plague has occurred this time, after the severe drought in March, there have been floods in March one after another. The villages and towns in the East County have already been empty, and even the cities in the southern province are also very empty." Save five."

"There are no less than [-] displaced people in the two places. Even if the water recedes and the drought stops, it is rare for them to live in peace for a while."

"There is no food left in the households of the common people, and this year's taxation is one-third heavier than in previous years. If things go on like this, people will be left everywhere, and the people will be devastated."

"That's why, for the sake of His Majesty's country and society, and for the sake of Fuli's long-lived foundation, I beg Your Majesty to take pity on the people, extend grace, lightly corvee and reduce taxes, so as to help the people overcome this difficult time."

Bai Jingzhen said, after finishing speaking, he bowed his head deeply to Yuan Lingzhi, the latter's face became more and more ugly when he saw this.

——This is right, it sounds reasonable, but the key is not here.

Yuan Lingzhi pursed her lips tightly, and while hesitating secretly glanced at Lu Jinghong who was sitting second under her left hand.

Recently, the conflict between Lu Shi and her imperial sister has become more and more acute, and the whole court was almost cut into two halves by them. How can it be her turn to decide such a big matter?
She didn't dare to easily offend these two groups of people!

The girl held the wine cup tightly in silence, and Bai Jingzhen knew her answer when she saw her appearance.

But the current drama is not over yet, he has to pretend not to notice her embarrassment, and continue to plead for the people.

Speaking of which, after receiving the imperial decree for more than half a year, he was almost used to Yuan Lingzhi's "difficult" and "apologetic" appearance.

Sure enough, as long as he didn't hold any hope in his heart, he wouldn't feel disappointed.

The young man who repeatedly tried to persuade the empress with fluttering eyes, the big show tonight was originally staged for the people of the world to see.

When the catastrophe came, it was he and the Wen family, not the court, who encouraged the disaster relief. The people saw that the court ignored their lives for a long time, and there were thousands of grievances in their hearts.

Once the news that he has repeatedly pleaded for the people but was repeatedly rejected by the emperor spreads out of the palace wall, the people of the world will inevitably be divorced from the court.

——He will be the last knife to cut off the connection between the common people and the imperial court.

Thinking of this, Bai Jing really closed his eyebrows, gathered his clothes and knelt down in front of the stage. The young man stared at the beautiful girl on the high stage with earnestness and sincerity in his eyes: "Your Majesty, what this humble minister said, The sentence comes from the heart, and there is absolutely no falsehood."

"Your Majesty, please extend your grace—"

——He spoke clearly, although with the help of the Seventh Highness this time, and Qian Ping's previous experience in controlling floods and epidemics, they indeed strangled the plague in the bud early on.

But before that, the floods and droughts in East County and South Province were too severe. Although they avoided a major epidemic, there were still heavy casualties everywhere.

In the most serious places, there are three hundred households in a township, and the rest are less than ten.

"Your Majesty—" The young man frowned slightly. Lu Jinghong, who had been watching for a long time, raised his finger and threw the wine glass in his hand. There was a muffled sound when the gold-plated wine glass fell to the ground. He smiled and glanced at the thin kneeling man youth.

"My lord Taishi's words are inappropriate." The man played with the jug on the table, and glanced casually at everyone in the field. Ridiculous.

"You clearly know that since His Majesty took the throne, the DPRK and China have experienced frequent deficits in their finances, and now is the time when the national treasury is the emptiest and tax revenues are desperately needed."

"Your Majesty needs money for his basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation, as well as for raising soldiers and horses, and for the salaries of courtiers—"

"When you make such a request at this time, could it be that you want His Majesty to go to the Chinese military court and drink the northwest wind with those untouchables?"

　I forgot to beep in the last chapter. In fact, I only positioned Mu Shiyan as a vicious female supporting role when I was writing the outline. When I actually started writing, I always positioned her as an "ordinary person who wants to be loved by her mother." However, she was led to a dead end step by step in the end, a little girl without much courage."

　　In fact, she is indeed the case, in the final analysis is a little girl.

　　In fact, she has been in a state of sternness and inwardness. She looks vicious and stupid, but in fact she can't let go. Her hatred comes from envy and jealousy. Of course, this must be wrong, and she is not brave enough. She is not as good as A Yao. Xiao Shuhua has the courage, nor the intelligence of Ajie, nor the decisiveness of Aci, so she dare not look back, and dare not admit her mistake. Once she admits, Xiao Shuhua will immediately give up on her. This is something she can't accept no matter what. thing.

　　Her viciousness comes more from Xiao Shuhua's deliberate indoctrination. Xiao Shuhua has been raising cats and dogs to her so far, which is even worse than that. Her childhood and youth are missing, artificially forced missing.

　　The second uncle will not dare to take the lead like the old man, especially he has always had a subtle sense of guilt towards Xiao Shuhua and even the old man. He knows that Xiao Shuhua doesn't like him, and he is afraid of causing family disputes, so he can avoid things Just avoid it.

　　Maybe it's because he was physically weak when he was young, and his personality is a little weak.

　　As for Mu Shiyan's child, she really wanted a child to be a good mother, but due to various reasons, this child could not be born, and this was the last link that drove her to death.

　　Like I said early on, dogs and men don't live.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)