The Great Han Dynasty: From Feng Lang Juxu to the Eternal Emperor

Chapter 262 Angry Wei Ning

Liu Huan's heart had hit rock bottom at this time.

He never expected that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty would actually make him king.

In other words, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty also deprived him of all political ambitions. These words undoubtedly gave Liu Huan a blow in the head.

Liu Huan clenched his fists and left the Qilin Hall with a gloomy expression.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty looked at Liu Huan's leaving figure, sighed, shook his head, and said to himself: "Don't say that my father is cruel."

"It's not yours. If my father doesn't tell you clearly, he will keep you thinking about it, which will lead to disaster in the end."

"Father, for your own good, even if I give this world to you, can you carry it?"

……

Chang'an, Zhenbeihou Mansion.

Wei Ning was reading in the study when Zhao Ce came over and said angrily: "Master Marquis, someone stole our mineral salt."

Weining: "?"

He hurriedly put down the book and asked, "Who stole it?"

Zhao Ce shook his head and said: "We haven't found out yet. Someone saw it at the academy last night. I was so blind that I couldn't figure out who it was."

Weining was a little nervous, not because the mineral salt was stolen. With such a big mountain, even stealing a little would be nothing.

He was afraid that the people would not know what was going on, so he stole the mineral salt and ate it privately.

Wei Ning hurriedly said to Zhao Ce: "Go, hurry up and inform the people of Chang'an that the mineral salt is poisonous and should not be eaten indiscriminately. Let them be vigilant."

Zhao Ce said unhappily: "Poison them and bring them down! Who asked them to steal salt?"

That being said, if others follow suit and a large number of people in Chang'an are poisoned by mineral salt, and public opinion attacks him, this will cause Weining trouble.

After he warned him in advance, whether others would listen or whether something would happen to him had nothing to do with him in the future.

Zhao Ce nodded and said, "I'll find someone to inform the people of Chang'an."

"correct."

"Someone from the Sima Mansion came over just now and asked me to give you a message, Lord Marquis."

Wei Ning nodded and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Ce said: "Liu Huan went to the Prime Minister's Mansion and suggested that your Majesty pardon southern Xinjiang's taxes for one year."

Hearing this, Wei Ning's expression changed slightly and he said, "Has the imperial edict been issued? Has His Majesty agreed?"

Zhao Ce said: "The imperial edict has been issued, and it may have spread to southern Xinjiang by now."

Weining said angrily: "Why does Liu Huan like to be a good person so much!"

"Something that fails to accomplish anything but fails to accomplish anything!"

Zhao Ce didn't know why Wei Ning was so angry suddenly. It wasn't a big deal, right?

The annual taxes in southern Xinjiang are not much.

Wei Ning did not explain to Zhao Ce and said, "I'm going to Weiyang Palace."

Weining hurriedly walked towards Weiyang Palace and met Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty at Qilin Palace.

"Uncle!"

Wei Ning said angrily: "Didn't you say that all matters in southern Xinjiang should be handled by me?"

"Why did you suddenly issue a decree to pardon southern Xinjiang's taxes for one year?"

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty saw Wei Ning's indignant look and said calmly: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, is it okay?"

"Isn't it just a year's tax? It's not much."

Wei Ning took a deep breath: "How come there aren't many..."

"Southern Xinjiang is developing. I have formulated all farming policies for Tian Qianqiu, and the Quyuan plow has also been introduced. If the various tribes in South Vietnam vigorously develop agriculture, the taxes in Southern Xinjiang this year and next will be very considerable..."

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty interrupted Wei Ning and said: "Don't worry, it won't be so fast."

"Those tribal barbarians in southern Xinjiang are lazy by nature and don't know how to farm. Don't worry, they won't lose much."

According to the experience of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the economic capacity of southern Xinjiang was very weak every year, and it would be nothing to exempt them from taxes for a year. But what he didn’t know was that the Han Dynasty had not properly controlled Southern Xinjiang, which resulted in the loss of a lot of tax revenue. This did not mean that Southern Xinjiang had no economic and taxation capabilities.

Weining sent so many officials there, as well as financial officers who were proficient in finance, just to regulate the taxation there and feed the Han Dynasty back.

It's better for you. While you were shouting that the court had no money and asked me to borrow money, you waved your hand and directly exempted southern Xinjiang from taxes for one year.

Weining was also convinced, but then he thought about it. He was only governing southern Xinjiang on behalf of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. This world was never his own.

Since His Majesty doesn't want taxes from Southern Xinjiang, why is he so anxious here?

Forget it, it’s all up to you.

Wei Ning sighed and said, "Okay, I understand."

"Then I'm going back."

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty called Weining to stop, but he hesitated to speak. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

He originally wanted to explain to Weining why taxes in southern Xinjiang were exempted. He wanted to drive Liu Huan out of Chang'an, so he couldn't deny him any benefits, right?

There was nothing wrong with agreeing to his humble requests.

……

Wei Ning left Weiyang Palace.

There has been a lot of public opinion in Chang'an in the past two days, most of which are about the emperor's eldest son Liu Huan's benevolent government and praising Liu Huan's virtue.

Everyone in the imperial court knew about Liu Huan's benevolent act of asking for a one-year pardon of taxes in southern Xinjiang.

As Liu Huan's teacher, Yan Zhongyuan did not forget to put gold on his face, saying that he supported Liu Huan after Liu Huan discussed this suggestion with him.

All in all, this move earned Yan Zhongyuan and Liu Huan unanimous praise from many officials in the court.

After Yan Zhongyuan and other Confucianists spread public opinion, Liu Huan's reputation in the court also increased.

Liu Huan, who had been inconspicuous before, made a big appearance in the court this time.

Yan Mansion.

Yan Zhongyuan was very satisfied with his method of controlling public opinion. The steward of the house found Yan Zhongyuan and said worriedly: "Master..."

Yan Zhongyuan said calmly: "Needless to say, I don't know that Weining is in charge of Southern Xinjiang."

"I heard that he even went to the palace to find His Majesty."

"Haha, did your Majesty promise that he would take back his life?"

"If he can't do such a benevolent act himself, why don't he allow the eldest son to do it?"

"He must hate me now, right? But what can he do? He can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach."

"Oh, I like to see him helpless."

The steward said hurriedly: "No... I want to say, you, your face is so swollen."

Yan Zhongyuan said angrily: "Don't fart! His face was swollen because of Wei Ning's beating! When did my face become swollen?"

The steward said: "No, it's not that kind of swollen face, it's a real swollen face... Well, I will bring you a bronze mirror."

Not long after, the steward brought the bronze mirror over and showed it to Yan Zhongyuan.

Yan Zhongyuan looked at the mirror and exclaimed: "Who is this pig head?!"

The steward said: "It's you, sir..."

"Um, I have been listening to Weining in the past few days to persuade people not to eat mineral salt, saying it is poisonous."

Of course Yan Zhongyuan also knew. He thought this was Wei Ning's small belly and chicken intestines, and he was deliberately scaring others to prevent others from stealing his mineral salt.

He didn't take it seriously at all, and asked the servants of the mansion to steal salt every day, and they had a great time stealing it.

Eat him to death and make him feel distressed. When he feels distressed, I will be happy.

"and many more!"

"What do you mean?"

Yan Zhongyuan looked at the steward in shock.

The steward said: "Master, are you... poisoned by mineral salt?"

(End of this chapter)