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So the court began to quarrel, and some said that since the money is not enough, it is not enough to give to the Ministry of Households, so it is better to share some with us!
Elder Wang shook his head again and again,
"Your Majesty's trip to the south is for the victims of the disaster, and he extended his hand to the wealthy people in the south. This money must be used for disaster relief..."

Since Mr. Wang left the scene in person, the words of others have no weight, and the rest of the Shangshu adults also stood up and said,

"Disaster relief is of course important, but Daqing can't just do disaster relief. There are so many holes that need to be filled, everything is urgent..."

Especially the Minister of the Ministry of War, staring at a pair of copper bell eyes, with a white beard curled up, said loudly,
"This year, the common people have suffered disasters, and the Tatars in the north have also suffered disasters. If they are allowed to cross the border and enter our Daqing territory, the disaster will be deeper than natural disasters. No matter what, the important towns on the nine borders will always It must be protected!"

There is nothing wrong with saying this, so it is obviously a grand court meeting, but it is a cabinet bickering and begging for money meeting for the six ministers. Except for the six ministers, they can move forward and wait for their superiors to say nothing. , who dares to step up to the top of the other officials?

They could only stand on the hall with their heads bowed one by one, watching the play with their heads curled up, but Zhu Houzhao's forehead was sweating, and he thought to himself,

"If I had known earlier, such a small amount of money would make the six ministers look down, like a bickering shrew on the street, fighting with each other in the palace, what money would I want?"

Things in this world are all like this, don't worry about scarcity but inequality!

Money is needed everywhere, and it is difficult to give it to someone and not give it to anyone. It is best not to give it if there is no money, then everyone will have nothing to say!

Zhu Houzhao is not a courageous monarch, he can be regarded as a new monarch. Not long after he took power, the dragon seat under his buttocks has just sat on the hot seat. If a palace member below the general servant, he can still intimidate one or two when fighting with the palace. He lowered his face to let the pumpkin warriors in the main hall drag him out to hit the board, but this is Shangshu?
Six Shangshu!
Not to mention Zhu Houzhao, even Emperor Hongzhi would be frightened when he met them. If he wanted to suppress them, he had to dig out Taizu and Taizong from the ancestral grave of his old Zhu's family!

So the emperor became a quail, shrank his head and dared not speak, so the quarrel in the court lasted for several days, and up to now he has not come up with a regulation!

Si Lian's eyes widened when she heard that,

"This... Dare to feel that it's okay if you don't have money, but if you have money, you will cause trouble?"

Mou Biao sneered repeatedly,

"Is this a matter of money? This is a matter of people!"

No matter how naughty Mou Biao is, he is also a young man with a strong blood. When he thinks about the faces of those hypocrites above the court, more and more refugees outside the capital, and the disasters reported by Jin Yiwei from all over the country, he feels that he cannot vent his anger. , had no choice but to walk around the room with her hands behind her back, Si Lian saw her chest heaving up and down, her face flushed, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull him back, and offered tea beside her,

"Xiao Lin, calm down... This matter is not a day or two. If you don't like them, when you investigate the case in the future, they will have their own time to complain!"

Seeing his wife's terrified expression, Mou Biao felt that this was an important matter in the court. Why should the woman in the back house be frightened? Lian couldn't help sighing secretly when she heard the sound of weapons piercing the air outside.

"A court like this...if I were an official in the court, I'm afraid I would resign and return to my hometown in disappointment!"

Mou Biao's knife style became sharper as he practiced. He vented his dissatisfaction, anger, and helplessness against the court situation in every move. At the end, the sharp sound of piercing through the sky was heard in the small courtyard. The middle sounded, and the two children felt their father's anger, and ran out of the house to see, Yuru held Silian's hand a little scared, but Fu'er looked excited, and turned to ask Mama Wang ,
"Mommy, if I practice martial arts well according to the method you said, will I be as powerful as Dad when I grow up?"

Mama Wang looked at him lovingly,
"Our Young Master Jiafu'er is born smart, and his innate kung fu will be more refined than Eighth Master, so he will naturally become blue!"

Mama Wang has been laying the foundation for Fu'er in private. Fu'er naturally believes in her words. Hearing the words, he nodded repeatedly and stared at Mou Biao for a long time without blinking. Seeing Yuru go in, he stayed there until Mou Biao finished venting his depression and wiped off his sweat with a handkerchief, only to see his son sitting on the steps neatly, with his chin propped on his little hand To see him,

"Father...do you have someone you want to kill?"

Seeing his son blinking his big eyes, Mou Biao asked himself with a serious expression on his small face, went over and pinched his little nose,

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

"If yes, wait for me to grow up and practice martial arts well, and I will kill you for you!"

Fu'er still responded with a serious face. Mou Biao laughed, took his son by the collar and hung him on his hand, and walked into the house.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you!"

……

The quarrel in the court continued, and the emperor was so devastated every day that he couldn't help it, so he came up with a stupid way, which was to call him sick!

It's not early!

I don't go to court early, so you can't quarrel!

He shrank back to the harem, and the ministers really had nothing to do with him, so they began to write papers to ask for money, and the papers were piled up on the dragon case every day, like a hill. The emperor got tired of reading it, so he called Mou Biao come here,
"I'm annoyed recently, and I want to go out of the palace to relax, so follow me out!"

Mou Biao answered yes, looked carefully at Zhu Houzhao's face, and asked in a low voice,
"Your Majesty, that Lady Li Feng from Yangzhou...has been in Beijing for some time, and now she is looking for Your Majesty everywhere!"

Zhu Houzhao was startled suddenly, and then he remembered that he still had a beautiful woman who was infatuated and came all the way to find her husband, waiting for her!
Then he slapped his forehead and cursed,

"It's all the fault of those ministers, they started arguing after I returned to Beijing, so much that I forgot about Sister Feng!"

Immediately, he quickly changed the clothes of the ordinary rich man, took Mou Biao and Liu Jin out, and when he was out of the palace gate, Zhu Houzhao sat on the rickety carriage, raised the curtain and looked at the street scene outside, remembering when he was in Yangzhou After the happy time with this beauty, he changed his mind again, and then he turned around and ordered Mou Biao,
"I don't want to reveal my identity, you find a way to get me a fake identity!"

"This one……"

Mou Biao thought for a while and said,

"This...Your Majesty, even if you have returned to Beijing, why don't you take him into the palace?"

Zhu Hou looked at Mou Biao and shook his head again and again,
"Xiao Lin, you say that you are very clever on weekdays, how come you have no interest in this matter between men and women, and I don't know why your wife doesn't dislike you..."

After a pause,

"If you let her know my identity and take her into the palace, after a long time, she might become submissive like those women in the harem. What's the point?"

Mou Biao lowered his head and replied,

"Yes!"

That is to say, if His Majesty wants to have fun, then let's play!

Jin Yiwei is the best at this kind of thing, and within two hours he installed a false identity for the emperor,

"Your Majesty, you are now a small grain merchant in the capital. There are three rice shops in your family. The house is next to the inner city gate. Your parents have passed away, and you are the only son... This is your housekeeper Zhu Gui... "

Mou Biao led Zhu Houzhao around a small house with two entrances, and asked the "servants" to visit the master. Zhu Houzhao looked around and found that the house did not look like it was newly moved in. The breath of life inside Going into the study, I saw that there was an open account book, and there were half-written accounts on it. In the inner room, there were changed clothes hanging on the screen, and there were two pairs of indoor clothes on the footbed in front of the bed. Soft shoes, Zhu Houzhao tried them on in the past, and they turned out to be his own size.

"Good good good good good good good good good! Xiao Lin... You have done this job really well, I want to reward you!"

Mou Biao hurriedly replied,
"Doing things for His Majesty is the duty of a minister, I dare not be rewarded by Your Majesty!"

Zhu Houzhao walked around the room with a smile on his face,
"This place is well arranged, even I think that I live here, even if everything is well arranged, then quickly attract my sister Feng!"

"Yes!"

So Li Feng searched for a long time in the capital, and when he was about to despair, suddenly that fat Mrs. Yang came in with a happy face and shouted,
"I've found it! I've found it! Little lady... the person you're looking for has been found!"

When Mrs. Yang came in, she rushed to the tea on the table. Li Feng was overjoyed when she heard the words, and rushed over to hold her hand.

"Miss, did you really find it?"

Mrs. Yang nodded repeatedly,

"Isn't that right, your Mr. Zhu, you really know how to joke, what Long Live Shannan, Taiyechi East, don't you live in the imperial city? I found him because my legs were running thin. It turns out that he has three rice shops in the outer city, and his family lives near the gate of the inner city..."

"Is it?"

Li Feng is overjoyed,

"Miss Yang, is what you said true?"

Mrs. Yang nodded repeatedly, pushed her hand away and poured tea,
"Sister Feng, let me drink some water first!"

After Li Feng smiled and withdrew his hand, Mrs. Yang poured the pot and poured several cups of tea, then wiped her mouth and said,
"I went to ask. The son of that family just came back from the south, but he must have fallen ill because he was not acclimatized to the south... He was sent back by the elders of the family. He also took care of him for a long time, and he got better recently..."

Li Feng burst into tears immediately upon hearing this,

"It turns out...it turns out that he didn't keep his promise, he was...he was sick!"

"Isn't that right? I asked the gatekeeper, and they said that their young master went to the south and got seriously ill, so he was sent back. When he came back, he couldn't even get off the ground..."

Li Feng burst into tears when he heard that,

"It turns out that...it turns out that he didn't betray me, it's just that he was so sick that he couldn't even go down to the ground..."

Knowing that her sincerity had not been let down, she immediately burst into tears...