Red Mansion Beijingwang
Chapter 379 Concubine Beijing: What did you call me?
In the spacious hall, all the officials expressed their opinions and argued endlessly. Shui Rong thought about it for a moment, then went out to play: "Your Majesty, I have my own memorial."
As Shui Rong came out, all the officials kept silent, not because they were afraid of Shui Rong's identity, but because of the rules. Even if ordinary minor officials came to perform, the court officials would keep silent. Otherwise, the court meeting would have really come true. Went to the vegetable market.
Emperor Yongkang frowned, an imperceptible arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Accurate performance."
Shui Rong cupped his hands and said in a clear voice: "Your Majesty, the so-called "real knowledge comes from practice" is not just talking in general terms, just like talking on paper. Since both sides have their own opinions, it is better to take two similar provinces and charge one province with Ding tax law. For taxes, a province will collect taxes according to the new law, with a starting period of one year.”
Although there are disadvantages to apportioning people into acres, its implementation can ease the pressure of land annexation and reduce the tax burden on the lower class people. Shui Rong feels that he still needs to support it.
Only when there is a court can there be a prince. The more prosperous the court is, the more advantageous it will be to the water.
After the words fell, all the officials roughly understood that although it was a chosen method, in the final analysis it still had to be tried, which meant that the Prince of Beijing County was supporting the new method.
Leaving aside the civil officials, the military attachés had different expressions. Prince Nan'an looked at the back of the young man in front of him, his eyes flickering.
It should be noted that Shui Rong represented not only the Beijing Palace, but also the Wu Xun lineage. Emperor Yongkang also had to think about the matters he petitioned for, so Shui Rong rarely spoke in court.
“Practice brings true knowledge, and this statement makes sense.”
Emperor Yongkang, who had been silent all this time, still had a calm face, but there was a hint of approval in his voice. He immediately looked at Yan Zicheng, the chief minister of the cabinet with gray hair and a white beard under his chin, and said calmly: "Yan Aiqing thought Beijing What does the prince say?"
Shui Rong looked at the calm chief minister of the cabinet. He understood that if the new law was to be implemented, it would be most secure to have the final word from the chief minister of the cabinet.
After a moment of silence, Yan Zicheng came out and said: "Your Majesty, the words of the Prince of Beijing County are right. However, the tax law is the foundation of the country. A single move can affect the whole body. If you are not careful, the people of a province will be in dire straits. We still hope Please be careful."
"Caution" means holding an objection.
Emperor Yongkang remained silent, his eyes falling on Shui Rong.
Seeing this, Shui Rong also understood that this was to allow him to express himself freely, so he said: "Yan Shoufu, the original intention of the policy of dividing people into acres is to cancel the head tax and spread it into acres. Those with rich land will pay more, and those with poor land will pay more." Those who have few friends have no influence on themselves, and the small people in the fields are all related to farming with the wealthy people. In good years, the wealthy people will get more, while the poor people will get very little, and they can still survive. So-called “If it increases by one point, the people will suffer a certain burden; if it decreases by one point, the people will benefit by a certain amount. "How can it be that Yan Shoufu is making alarmist remarks by putting the people in trouble?"
Those who have land are not short of money, and they will not be unable to live because of taxes. Those without land have little income, and with taxes, life becomes even more difficult.
For example, the Beijing Prince's Mansion has numerous properties, and they only need to be managed by tenants, and they can earn tens of thousands of taels of silver every year, which is not short of the thousands of taels of tax.
To put it bluntly, those who are able pay more taxes, while those who are unable to pay less or no tax will not affect their lives, but they are in dire straits.
Yan Zicheng raised his eyes and glanced at Shui Rong, with a calm expression on his face, and said leisurely: "We are suffering from poverty but also from inequality. Can Your Majesty guarantee people's peace of mind?"
Shui Rong looked at Yan Zicheng indifferently, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Guarantee, how to guarantee? If he really guarantees it himself, the responsibility will not be all on him. If something goes wrong, he will be the biggest scapegoat. It's really a pity that this old man dares to ask.
If he wasn't above the court, even if this old guy was the chief minister, Shui Rong would have slapped him.
However, although Shui Rong was unhappy, what Yan Zicheng said was not unreasonable. He suffered from scarcity but also from inequality. Why should he pay more taxes? As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. Once the new law is tried, it will affect local officials and gentry. The interests of the people will definitely resist, making it difficult for the people to make a living, and there are hundreds of thousands or even millions of people in a province, causing turmoil and suffering for the people of that province.
Judging from Yan Zicheng's words, it seems that the chief minister does not disapprove of the new law.
Presumably he was worried that the resistance would be too great and cause unnecessary turmoil.
How should I put it? It sounds a bit mature and prudent.
After a deep groan, Shui Rong said righteously: "The stability of the people's hearts is guaranteed by the laws of the imperial court."
The expressions of the officials in the palace changed when they heard this. What are the laws of the imperial court? Anyone who does not comply will be dealt with according to the law. In short, it is suppressed by force.
Shui Rong ignored the situation and ignored it. Implementing the new law was an uneven road. How could it be implemented smoothly without a little blood? I believe it is better to lose a little money than to lose a life.
At this time, Jia Yucun, who was already serving as the right minister of the Ministry of War, looked at Shui Rong from the corner of his eye, with a flash of light in his eyes, and went out to announce: "Your Majesty, I think the words of the Prince of Beijing County are reasonable."
As Jia Yucun agreed, King Zhongshun and other supporters of the new law naturally rose to the challenge, and for a while, they gained considerable momentum.
Shui Rong glanced at Jia Yucun with a sideways glance, feeling quite satisfied. Jia Yucun did have a bad character, but at least he could handle things clearly and was serious about things. He was really a good dog.
Emperor Yongkang, who was sitting on the golden chair, lowered his eyes and glanced at Jia Yucun. He was not surprised that he agreed with him. After all, this was someone recommended by Shui Rong, so he was naturally concerned.
But that was all, he immediately looked at Yan Zicheng with a bit of amusement and said, "What do Yan Aiqing think?"
Yan Zicheng pondered for a moment and said respectfully: "Old minister, I respectfully listen to the edict."
Yes, I have no objection to this.
A slight smile appeared on Emperor Yongkang's lips, but he did not express his opinion immediately. Instead, after looking around, he said: "Marquis Baoling wrote a book before the Chinese New Year, which contains his views on the new law. I am very pleased to have a heart for the imperial court. I believe that the new law can still be tried, and we should not be deterred by difficulties. What do you think, dear friends?"
When Shui Rong heard this, he raised his eyebrows and realized something in his heart.
Wei Dao mentioned the new law in the first court meeting after the New Year. It seemed that he had planned it in advance, or he had guessed that there was water in it.
After all, although Marquis Baoling was not a martial artist, he was closely aligned with the Jia family. Without the acquiescence of the Beijing Palace, how could the Shi family have received that memorial.
Without taking a stand himself, Emperor Yongkang allowed the officials to argue, which meant that he was included in the debate.
But Shui Xiong didn't care, after all, he really wanted to implement the new law.
As the emperor, Emperor Yongkang expressed his position. Naturally, all the officials had nothing to say, and they all agreed with him. There was a constant chorus of "Your Majesty is wise".
After the new law was basically finalized, the court meeting was dismissed and the ministers filed out.
Beijing Prince's Mansion, Ning'an Hall, inside Nuan Pavilion.
The heated kang was burning in the pavilion. Concubine Beijing was leaning against a green pillow, covered with an autumn-colored brocade mattress. Three thousand green silk threads were draped over her shoulders like brocade, and a haggard look appeared on her charming jade face. She stroked her forehead with her slender hand, feeling numb.
Originally, no matter how busy the young man was, he would come to pay her respects from time to time, acting like a "mother is kind and her son is filial".
But since that day, the young man rarely came to say hello. Even if he came, it was with his daughter-in-law Yuanchun, let alone sitting next to her. moment.
This is the beginning of life.
Every time she thought of this, Princess Beijing's heart was in knots. She began to forget about food and drinks. She couldn't sleep all night long, and her mental state became much weaker.
"How can you be so cruel if you are not even unreasonable?" Princess Beijing rubbed her forehead and murmured in a low voice. Her clear and bright eyes gradually became misty, and her heart felt more and more aggrieved.
If I had known this was wrong, I couldn't let that monkey run wild. This is not chaos.
Maybe he pretended to be drunk at the time and pretended not to know anything about it afterwards. The "mother-child friendship" was still there, so why was it like this?
However, that situation at that time was my subconscious reaction, so I couldn't think so much.
It was that monkey's fault. How could he care about him? Even if he wasn't related by blood, it wouldn't be possible.
But she didn't expect that her excessive reaction would make her and the monkey become strangers.
At this time, the maid Chun Yu came in holding a jade bowl filled with medicinal soup in both hands and said respectfully: "Toffee, the medicine is ready. You can drink it while it's hot."
Concubine Beijing's mind was not in her mind. She bit her pink lips gently with her beautiful eyes filled with hope, and asked, "Chun Yu, has the prince come back?"
In fact, she was not sick, she just created a pretense. To ensure the truth, she even had someone take medicine to attract the boy's attention. When she was young, Princess Beijing was well aware of these methods, but she didn't expect that now someone else would do it, and it was her stepson.
Chunyu replied: "Your Majesty went to court early in the morning. I don't know if I have come back now."
Concubine Beijing frowned and shouted with a hint of coldness in her voice: "I don't know what I want you to do. Why don't you go down and inquire to see if the prince is back?"
Chun Yu had a look of resentment on her face when she heard this, but she didn't know how to deal with it. After the New Year, the concubine's temper became more and more irritable, and she often scolded her, which made them, the maids, frightened.
As a maid next to the concubine, Chunyu knew the concubine's temperament, so she put the jade bowl on the table and said hurriedly: "I will go now."
Princess Beijing's beautiful eyes looked at Chun Yu's leaving figure, her thoughts were racing, and she was a little worried that the young man's alienated attitude could really cost people's lives.
In her early years, the old Beijing County Prince and the Prince's Palace were involved in intrigues. She also spent a lot of effort to secure her position as mistress. She lived a life like a person drinking water, knowing whether she is warm or not.
After the old Prince Beijing passed away from illness, he originally planned to live happily ever after, but the person he adopted was as sweet as honey, soaking into people's hearts.
These comfortable days made Concubine Beijing feel that her first half of her life had been wasted, and she became even more reluctant to let go of the water. She was really afraid that it would melt if she held it in her hand, so she held it in her hand.
There is a saying that goes well, if I had never seen the light, I could have endured the darkness, but at this time, Princess Beijing was already bathed in the light, how could she adapt to the darkness.
Biting her pink lips tightly, Princess Beijing thought to herself: "As long as that monkey is happy, just let him go, that's all."
Thinking of this, Concubine Beijing's heart began to throb in her chest, her eyes moved, a blush appeared on her charming face, and she looked like a gorgeous peony.
In fact, she was not disgusted with the boy, that is, because of the identity barrier. After the boy left that night, the person she fantasized about was not the boy, and she had a great time.
The more she thought about it, the picture in Princess Beijing's mind became clearer and clearer, her slender eyebrows gradually became hazy, and the pair of azure peony embroidered shoes under her skirt couldn't help but move closer together.
"Taifei, the prince is here."
Concubine Beijing was thinking wildly when her mother-in-law's voice came from outside, which made Concubine Beijing's heart tremble. She bit her pink lips tightly and her graceful body trembled slightly.
Immediately, her beautiful eyes lit up, the corners of her lips curved, and her charming jade face bloomed again, like a delicate spring flower.
Thinking that after learning the news that he was sick, the monkey was still thinking about him, and his heart couldn't help but jump for joy.
After a while, Shui Rong walked in and stared at the beauty on the embroidered couch. Her black hair was scattered, and she looked more haggard than before, which made people feel pity for her.
After that incident, Shui Rong couldn't face Concubine Beijing in a short period of time, so he had to avoid it. However, when Shui Rong came back from the palace and learned that Concubine Beijing was ill, he was worried and couldn't help but move forward. Come and visit.
Concubine Beijing lowered her head, tightly grasped a corner of the brocade mattress with her bare hands, and said softly: "Brother Rongrong is here."
Just now I was thinking about being like that with the young man, but now I feel a little guilty.
Shui Rong nodded, with a slightly unnatural look on his face, and responded: "I heard that my mother was sick, and the child was worried, so I came over to visit."
When Princess Beijing heard this, she felt a sense of sadness in her heart. Such polite words should not exist between them. The young man should have been worried and came forward to show concern.
After all, there is still a gap.
Shui Rong noticed something strange about Concubine Beijing. He glanced at the medicinal soup on the table, waved his hand and said, "Chun Yu, you go down first. I will serve my mother to take the medicine."
After all, evading is not an option, and it would be uncomfortable for the concubine, so it's time to talk things out.
When Chunyu and the other maids heard this, they naturally didn't think much about it and bowed before retreating. After all, everyone in the house knew that "a mother is kind and a son is filial". It was not normal for the prince to personally serve the decoction?
After the people left, there were only two people left in the Nuan Pavilion, and the atmosphere gradually became quiet. Concubine Beijing, who was leaning on the embroidered couch, felt her heart tremble. She clutched the brocade mattress with her bare hands and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Shui Rong moved forward and sat on the embroidered couch. He held the jade bowl on the table and scooped out a spoonful. He came forward and blew a few mouthfuls. He said softly: "My child serves his mother's soup."
Princess Beijing was filled with joy when she saw the young man's attentive appearance. She couldn't bear to lose this kind of warm companionship.
Lowering her eyes to look at the spoon handed to her lips, Concubine Beijing didn't think too much, lightly opened her red lips and leaned towards it.
"Yeah! It's so painful."
Princess Beijing's charming face was squeezed into a ball, and her mouth was full of bitterness. In order to pretend to be sick, she took medicine even though she was not sick, which was a huge expense.
Seeing this, Shui Rong hurriedly took the candied fruit that had been prepared and handed it to the beauty's lips, saying softly: "Mother, eat a candied fruit slowly."
Concubine Beijing looked at the young man's delicate face, but she didn't respond immediately. Her beautiful eyes flashed, as if she had made some determination. An imperceptible rouge appeared on her snowy face, and she lightly opened her red lips.
Shui Rong's face was startled when he saw this, and there was a strange feeling in his heart: "If you don't reach out to pick it up, do you want him to feed it?"
With a slight change of mind, Shui Rong handed it over, and when his fingertips touched the peach-like lips, he felt a softness, which made Shui Rong's heart tremble, and a strange color flashed through his bright eyes.
Concubine Beijing stared at the young man's expression, and felt a sense of pride in her heart. She knew how to handle this man well, and she could get it right.
Give me some sweetness, see this monkey is still willing to be so cruel.
Shui Rong closed his hand and looked at the crystal fingertips with slightly lowered eyes. The soft and fragrant touch lingered for a long time, creating huge waves in Shui Rong's heart.
He actually uses his tongue. It’s not intentional!
Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Shui Rong coughed lightly, stared at the charming beauty in front of him, and said softly: "What happened that day was the child Meng Lang."
Concubine Beijing's heart trembled when she heard this, her beautiful eyes opened slightly, and there was a hint of anxiety between her eyebrows.
The young man's frankness could mean that he was thinking of parting ways with her, which was not acceptable.
Just when the beauty was in a state of confusion, her bare hand was suddenly held up. She raised her eyes and saw the tenderness on the young man's face, saying softly: "Actually, there is no blood relationship between us."
Princess Beijing: "."
What does it mean? Tu Qiong saw it and expressed his thoughts straightforwardly.
To be honest, although Princess Beijing had gritted her teeth and planned to go along with the boy earlier, it was just a hot-headed joke. Even the scene with Meng Lang earlier, she just wanted to restore the intimacy as before, and she would not do it in the future. Think more.
Zhen Hua is just a niece-in-law, nothing more than raising a brother-in-law, but they are mother and son. With such a gap in status, how can they exceed the rules? This is not a huge disaster.
What to do now? If she refuses, will the young man alienate her again?
At this time, Princess Beijing bit her pink lips tightly, her charming face was full of confusion, and she didn't know how to answer for a moment.
When Shui Rong saw this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He neither rejected him nor refuted immediately. This was a show.
To Shui Rong, Princess Beijing is a very special person. Since she came to this world, she has basically been dependent on Princess Beijing, so Shui Rong has a different feeling in her heart.
In the past, he had always been restrained, but the sudden kiss that day made Shui Rongming understand his feelings. One thing he could confirm was that Princess Beijing was the one he must get.
There was no blood relationship, so what was he afraid of? He knew that it would be difficult to restore the previous relationship between the two, so he simply took the next step.
After a few moments of silence, Shui Rong took the beauty's hand and whispered, "Guan'er, don't you have any affection for me?"
Princess Beijing's heart trembled, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked straight at the young man, her snowy face flushed as red as the sunset, and she hesitated in surprise: "What did you call me?" "
Her maiden name is Liu Guan'er. Since the old Prince Beijing passed away due to illness, no one has called her Guan'er for nearly three years. How dare he. (End of chapter)
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