bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 154 The Archway on the Holy

The three of them moved to the small garden where Han Dongwen took a walk on weekdays, pushed away the others, and found a stone pavilion to sit down.

"Liu Cheng, what's so important to you that you can't wait to make an appointment with Taishu Pavilion?"

Han Dongwen smiled on his face, but he was a little anxious: "I have a lot of leisure these days, and I often go to Taishu Pavilion. If you are worried that you won't see me, then there is no need."

Liu Cheng lowered his head in response: "Your Highness, I have no choice but to rush to mention this fact today, lest I delay the time and damage Your Highness's holy name."

Lost the holy name?

Han Dongwen frowned in confusion: "When exactly?"

"His Royal Highness issued an edict to the court the day before yesterday. Yu Simeng selected beautiful girls and moved them into the Yihong Tower. According to the rules, this edict will be officially announced to the world in two days."

"good."

Liu Cheng also said: "Even though the draft will not be issued to the public until tomorrow, this matter has always attracted a lot of attention from the public. After two or three days, I am afraid that there are already various rumors among the public, and they are actively preparing for this matter." .”

Han Dongwen didn't understand, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Even so, so what?"

"Your Highness..."

Liu Cheng looked at Zhong Lilin sideways with some embarrassment, and the latter nodded to him, signaling to him that it's okay to speak.

"However, if this matter is officially announced to the people, I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction among the people!"

Han Dongwen was a little dazed after hearing this: "Dissatisfied? How dissatisfied?"

"Your Highness, just because of this draft, the selection of beautiful girls to serve the emperor in the palace has always been, but now they are in the Yihong Tower. This kind of sequence is contradictory. Even if the people misunderstood it first, it still hurts the name of Your Highness. I hope His Highness will learn from you!"

"Liu Cheng, in my request to the State Finance Department and the Judicial Department, but if I want to give these women the same salary as the palace maids, it will not be possible to go beyond the threshold. How about this..."

"Your Highness, this matter has nothing to do with salary."

Zhong Lilin opened his mouth and nodded slightly: "Serving you is one thing, serving you whoever gives you money, and not refusing anyone who comes, that's another way of saying it. It's the duty of a woman to be drafted into the palace. The only difference is Your Highness. I don’t like it, but if you follow the rules of the draft and choose all the women of the people to enter Yihonglou, I’m afraid it’s against ethics, and it’s not a wise move.”

After hearing what Zhong Lilin said, Han Dongwen felt a bit of a headache. He turned his head to look at Liu Cheng, and tapped the table lightly: "You go down first, and the issue of the edict will be postponed until Taishuge draws up a new edict. discuss."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Liu Cheng stood up respectfully and bowed his head, paid his respects to Han Dongwen, turned and walked out of the back garden.

When he was far away, Han Dongwen sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said rather annoyedly: "Zhong Lilin, tell me."

Zhong Lilin was taken aback for a moment, and understood that His Highness wanted to find a way by himself.

He was suddenly a little excited. For the first time in so long, Taishu Pavilion finally played the role that Taishu Pavilion should have - admonishing the emperor and consulting the court.

Although, it's this kind of thing...

"Your Highness, according to what I see, the most important thing is to distinguish this matter from the draft. In any case, it cannot be done according to the method of entering the palace through draft."

What Zhong Lilin really wanted to say was that you should stop worrying about this broken Yihonglou, and take advantage of your intentions to do more serious business, but of course he dared not say it out loud.

"Then it's only voluntary, how about signing up?" Han Dongwen asked.

There has never been a voluntary talk about the folk girls' talent show, just because the most beautiful girls should be the private property of the king, and such absurd things as hiding beauty in the folk must never happen.

Extrapolating this truth into reality, no matter ordinary people, even the daughters of important ministers and high officials, they all want to climb the dragon pillar, but the one in the picture is not a palace lady, but a concubine like Jiang Keyin.

It is said that in the past, when the monarch was at the peak of centralized power, the daughters of the hundreds of officials under his command even did not hesitate to become palace maids. Such things have happened.

But now, Han Dongwen decided to come on a voluntary basis, make it clear first, and don't fool the people. If you want to eat this meal and then sign up, there should be no problem—just like people who sold meat and soft goods decades ago. Seqin is the same, voluntarily neither coercing nor cheating, and eating this bowl of rice with her face on the ground, there should be no more memorial archways.

"No."

Zhong Lilin said again.

Han Dongwen wondered, "Why not?"

"His Royal Highness, yesterday in Taishu Pavilion, I tried to discuss this matter with Mr. Ge Laowen, and I also thought so, but Mr. Ge pointed out the problem."

Zhong Lilin said respectfully: "If this premise is announced to the world in advance, then this draft is almost certain to be famous."

"When I built the building, I said that this is not a place of loyalty and virtue. It is just an expression of the most basic love for the people. Why is it so bad now?"

Han Dongwen was a little annoyed, he never thought that such a matter would be so complicated, just like the possibility of corruption of An Haijin by the National Judicial Department at the beginning, this idea went smoothly all the way, but the feeling of bumps in the actual operation made him a little frustrated.

"It's not that the wind and dust are inappropriate, but if this is the premise, then please think about it, how can there be parents who will participate in this draft?"

After hearing Zhong Lilin's words, Han Dongwen frowned.

Indeed, this is not quite the same as reality.

Decades ago, people could voluntarily sell meat and sell vulgar photos for money. This was a simple matter of market supply and demand. If you put aside high-level factors such as values ​​and social civilization, there is nothing to blame for its underlying logic. .

Someone needs it, and someone will satisfy it, and get the product in return, or the symbol of the product-money.

The reason why these contents are not encouraged is precisely because of higher factors such as unhealthy values ​​and not in line with social civilization - and he Han Dongwen does not feel that the status quo of himself and Simeng has been extravagant enough to pursue these factors and has kept the bottom line It should be said that a huge effort has been made if it is not directly sold.

But the draft is different.

The talent show is like——it's like the Ruanseqin platform held a recruiting conference, where parents sign up their daughters to participate, how do people see it?

How can making a personal choice compare to throwing your face away for a half-grown girl?

Even if someone really fell into the eyes of money, how many such people could there be?

Han Dongwen couldn't help biting his lower lip, thinking hard.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he hadn't thought carefully. If he simply asked for a voluntary, who could guarantee that he wasn't forced to "volunteer" behind the scenes?
"In your opinion, what should we do?"

Unlike An Haijin, Zhong Lilin was sitting beside Han Dongwen at the moment.

Zhong Lilin nodded slightly, bowed his head and said word by word:

"Steal people."

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The Faji team was like a slow crawling reptile. After a long time, Unit-[-] finally took a few steps forward.

"Next!"

The officers and soldiers shouted from the window, so the person at the front of the line walked forward, and the people behind moved forward a little bit.

Machine No. [-] stood in place, motionless.

"Back back, back up!"

From the periphery of the team on the side of the crowd, there was suddenly a noisy sound.

(End of this chapter)