Be pitted from the emperor

Although this is a joke, it may make the prince of a country do this, but it does not prove that this is the power of love.

In her sensibility, Zhou Wen blushed and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, it's too bright, my palace is so scared."

It's too bright, could you tell me earlier, this is easy to handle!

When Luo Xiang heard it, he stood up quickly and trot to blow out all the candles.

The candle in the Ganquan Temple was extinguished, and the historian who was straight outside, hurrying to his ears at the window, holding a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, listening carefully.

After the emperor accepted, the bridal candles and candles were a major event, which related to whether the blood of the descendants would be orthodox in the future.

Seeing him listen for a while, he started writing quickly in the notebook.

Emperor: Where is the door, I can't find it?

Queen: Are you stupid or pretending to be pure? If you can't find it, you can't find a home, so just don't.

Emperor: Don’t don’t, oh (stretched), right!

Queen: Ouch, wrong, wrong, no!

Emperor: What?That's it, it's gone.

Queen: What? This is all gone?

Emperor: Don't worry, and, wait, take a rest.

Queen: No, I will immediately...cough cough cough, it's okay.

The emperor:...wheezing...after a minute, I was exhausted!

Queen: Why are you so fast?

Emperor: This...

Time ticked by, and it was not until the sky dawned that the Ganquan Palace was completely silent.

In the historian's notebook, it was a few pages full, but most of them were short and few sentences, and the longest was only three minutes.

Confirming again and again that there really won't be any movement inside, the historian rubbed his eyes and prepared to squint for a while. Then, if you want to squint, you will be three rods in the sun.

The emperor’s wedding, hard work, is natural, but no one is stupid enough to disturb this day.

What's more, during this special period, the emperor also has holidays.

For half a month, the emperor was obsessed with Ganquan Temple all day long. No, he officially started working today.

By convention, the first day of work is of course an inevitable early morning.

Luo Xiang slept in a daze, and shouted above the court in the incense quilt. At this moment, he was driven away by the sound of `Long live my emperor long live long live my emperor long live long live long live` and finally dozed off.

With no sleep, he cast a tired look at Zhao Gong's referendum.

Grandpa Zhao got a gesture, and came forward with a voice saying, "If there is something to tell, if there is nothing to leave".

So many emperors have no pro-government, how can there be nothing, the Minister of Household Affairs is the first to jump out.

He stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, a certain number of banknotes have been made, which corresponds to the currency in circulation in Yandu, which is more than enough."

Well, so fast?

Luo Xiang muttered in his heart, and said, "Okay, start the plan immediately, and remember that you cannot exceed the amount of old coins in the warehouse."

Although he has never experienced such a major event, he still understands the basic principles.

Blindly manufacturing will only lead to the proliferation of banknotes and become worthless.

He didn't want to spend all his energy to create a pile of paper for wiping his butt.

Regarding the emperor's explanation, the household minister did not know what the meaning was, but he still returned.

When the paper money matter was approved, Bingbu Shangshu immediately jumped out.

He stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, the southern anti-thief Anlu has kept his promise and returned to Sizhou across the board."

"But there are still 20,000 troops on the front line. The minister suggested that they should be self-sufficient in the field."

What the hell, fighting soldiers, let them go farming, this is not a peaceful and prosperous world, who will die for what it is like.

Luo Xiang frowned and said, "Why, my Da Chen country can't even support a mere 20,000 people now?"

Hey, don't tell me, even these 20,000 people can't afford it.

Hearing that the household servant who returned originally, he jumped out.

With a bitter expression on his face, he said: "Your Majesty, with the current treasury, supporting nearly 10,000 troops in the east, thousands of troops in the north, and the battle of Tiger Pass that the Ministry of War wants to launch, and the previous wedding of your majesty..."

A lot of bitter long guns and short guns, that means Luo Xiang is one head and two big ones, and his mood is not beautiful.

After saying so much, Luo Xiang didn't want to hear a word, except to tell the money to use it, that is, the money is almost gone, who wants to listen.

I don't want to hear what to do, but I still have to solve it.

Luo Xiang waved his big hand and said, "Stop, stop, the Ministry of War Shangshu, let's talk about your farming field."

Seeing the emperor's promise, a smile flashed across the face of Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and he quickly started talking.

Speaking of farmland, a simple batch, let’s open up wasteland.

Farmers are busy farming, training in their spare time, anyway, the planting season has not passed, and it can still catch up.

But this is simple to say, but when done, that's another thing.

Luo Xiang may not know the others, but he had asked about the harvest.

As soon as he got the treasury's emergency, he asked, Chen Guo has a population of nearly 40 million, and every year there are so many kinds of people, why might he be out of food.

Can answer, leaving him speechless.

In this era, every race is true and can be harvested. That is a small group. One race can feed more than ten people. Those are Amitabha Buddhas, singing and dancing happily.

In the unlikely event of a bad year, it would be difficult to feed yourself, not to mention it has been playing for several years.

So this farming seems simple, but it is a last resort.

After all, people's energy is limited. They have to be cattle to cultivate, and they have to take up weapons to kill the enemy during the war and work for the royal family.

These few people are so enlightened, so great, don't fight, everything is fine, mainly they are still fighting.

Is there another way?

Luo Xiang wanted to break his head, but Mao didn't even think of one, so he could only agree.

He nodded helplessly and said: "Quite, but if you want to increase the salaries, you will increase it by half."

what?

I didn't have any money and couldn't afford food, so I just farmed the fields. Here is another sentence of processing capital. It's not all in vain.

The Minister of Household Affairs was the first to jump out and shake his head.

"Your Majesty, the treasury is empty, and you are waiting for funding. This will increase your salary. Please think twice about where the money is."

Think, think of a chicken, and want the horse to run fast, and also want the horse not to eat grass, why don't you go to the front line to farm, and you don't have a backache when you stand and talk.

Luo Xiang is a bit uncomfortable with this practice of ignoring the people below.

He opened his mouth and said: "Generals and soldiers are the foundation of the country. If they are uneasy, the country will perish."

"You Aiqing, have you ever thought about it, if you let you lick your blood with a knife, it is rare to idle, but you wield a hoe and do hard work, would you be willing?"

When asked about this, the minister dared to speak.

According to the emperor's meaning, if you say you are willing, it must be sent to the front to enjoy life.

Yes, some people are not afraid to sacrifice for the country, but they can't die for nothing.

When the household servant heard that no one jumped out to agree, it was an obedient return.

Now that the emperor agrees, let's agree. It's not his own money. When the limelight is over, you can report it if you don't have any money. Anyway, if you don't have your own pockets, the emperor can still make it happen.