The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 231 The Eldest Son, Mo Wen
Bailijing was silent for a long while, then took the initiative to lean into his arms, closed her eyes and said softly: "...if you have this heart, that's enough. Go to sleep."

Mo Wen tightened his long arms and stroked her soft long hair.The summer is quiet, at this moment, is there more than one person who thinks of eternity?
"If there is no supply of food and grass within a month, the soldiers in the Northwest may cause riots, and the Turkic offensive to the south is swift and fierce, and the city will be destroyed..."

In the study room of Prince Jinyang's Mansion, Han Ye stared at the secret letter in his hand. After reading it, he put it on the table and wrote a reply.Since Baililuo sent people to Lutai Mountain, the palace has become more stable for the time being.Without those noisy incidents, Han Ye did not relax his brows because of this, his sorrow could not be relieved.

The war had started, and everyone knew about these critical situations. Emperor Jing Yuan was devastated by this, and he no longer followed the usual practice of the Chang Dynasty.

How can you be satisfied?External aggression in the frontier is terrible, but internal aggression is even more critical. The king of a country does not have a shred of trust in foreign vassals, and wishes to get rid of them quickly.On May [-]th, the court discussed the affairs in the early morning. The officials thought about it for several days, and they racked their brains for ideas, but none of them passed.

Seeing that the officials were at a loss, Emperor Jing Yuan's face became more and more serious. Zuo Xiang struggled in the queue for a long time, and finally stepped out, saying: "Your Majesty, the old minister has a ridiculous strategy, and I don't know whether to say it or not."

Only then did the ministers dare to raise their heads, thinking that maybe Prime Minister Zuo would be trained like them, but on the other hand really hoped that Prime Minister Zuo could come up with some useful ideas to solve their crisis.Emperor Jing Yuan was already quite impatient, and he didn't expect Zuo Xiangyu to be astonishing, so he rubbed his brows and said, "Let's talk."

But the left minister was silent for a while, and then he spoke eloquently: "Your Majesty, at the time when the people are dying, the only people left in the whole country are those wealthy businessmen who have hoarded food, but they have never made any contribution to the imperial court. I also want to take advantage of the war to make a fortune. The veteran knows that the most helpless move now is to buy food from rich merchants, but it is not expected that those merchants will obstruct it. After all, the court has not looked at them all these years, and the veteran is worried about them. He will be resentful and deliberately embarrassing. Therefore, the old minister boldly suggested that His Majesty, why not lift the ban on the imperial examinations, and give those local wealthy businessmen and their descendants a chance to gain fame? Of course, this move is not completely absurd and unfeasible, after all Among the wealthy businessmen there are also people with both talent and learning, and they can also select talents for my prosperity. After all, a hero can better reflect the sageness of our emperor regardless of his background..."

After Zuo Xiang finished speaking the last word, his voice trembled, and his palms were covered with sweat.

Businessmen have always had a low status in Daxing Kingdom. Since the founding of the country, they have been included in the categories of people who are not qualified to take the imperial examination. , now more than a hundred years.The strategy of Zuo Xiang is not only absurd, it is simply outrageous, openly resisting the Daxing ancestral system.

The court was silent, even Uncle Li Guo, who was the most showy, was silent. Everyone was waiting for Emperor Jing Yuan to get angry.However, some people in the group of ministers looked at Prime Minister Zuo with admiration. This old slicker has been in politics for a long time and has been sticking to the old rules. Yu's heart skipped a few beats.

Emperor Jing Yuan didn't attack right away, he was timid and fearful of death but a good-for-nothing like Li Shu, secretly raised his head and looked over the shoulder of the official in front, seeing His Majesty frowning slightly, and finally said after a while: "If the ban is abolished, those What if the profiteers don't buy it?"

The words of Emperor Jing Yuan made Zuo Xiang suddenly heave a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "Return to Your Majesty, for a long time, what the rich businessman suffered from was just lack of fame. If he is granted an amnesty this time, he will definitely thank His Majesty for his grace. Merchants are famous for their treachery, and they are easy to follow the wind. Perhaps the court can obtain food without spending money from the treasury. The Turks are well prepared for going south. Our court still needs a lot of money to maintain food and supplies to resist the enemy. Don’t let those local tyrants pit you go."

Now that Emperor Jing Yuan had asked this question, the matter was divided into three parts. After hearing the answer from Zuo Xiang, Emperor Jing Yuan sighed and said: "Forget it, although the rules are set by the ancestors, if they are not broken or established, they will be obeyed." According to the intention of the Prime Minister of the Left, the decree was drawn up, and the disused merchants were not allowed to participate in the imperial examination ban, and they bought food from rich merchants in various places, and recorded their merits. When the country is in crisis, I not only give merchants a chance to reform, no matter who they are, as long as they have made meritorious service to the country, When recovering the mountains and rivers and repelling the Turks, I will definitely reward you for your meritorious deeds."

His Majesty's will had been issued, and the officials seemed to have reacted. Someone said: "Your Majesty, the businessman is cunning and vacillating, and he has no promises. I'm afraid we can't..."

Prime Minister Zuo turned to look at the man and said, "Master Lin, do you have any more thoughtful ideas? You might as well tell them."

"I..." The man shut his mouth.

Emperor Jing Yuan finally showed a little smile these days: "The matter of collecting grain is left to the household department. Marshal Situ dispatched troops to escort the grain and grass and other items, and fully support the Northwest. We must not let the border guards lack food and clothing... ...In addition, Prime Minister Zuo has good intentions, dare to speak out but others dare not speak out, I am very pleased, all lovers should learn from Prime Minister Zuo."

In the decades since Zuo Xiang entered the imperial court, although he said that his official career is prosperous, he has never had such a face like today, which has won His Majesty's highest praise. With a slight smile, he burned the thin paper as if nothing had happened, and didn't care whether he would report this plan to the Holy Majesty.He wrote on the white paper, I still have many benefits, my father has never seen it...

Indeed did not see.Just blinded his old eyes.

After the court, the courtiers surrounded Prime Minister Zuo and praised him endlessly. Prime Minister Zuo greeted complacently in the eyes of everyone. Mo Yu walked at the end, thinking about his father's usual demeanor, and felt incredible. He stepped on the air and almost fell. At this moment, a hand next to him happened to reach out to help him. Mo Yu turned his head and saw that it was Han Ye. He quickly stood up and thanked him: "Thank you, son-in-law, I... …It’s really rude not to see the way.”

The smile on Han Ye's handsome face has remained unchanged for thousands of years: "You don't have to be polite, Mo Zhuangyuan, be careful." As he spoke, he looked at Zuo Xiang, who was surrounded by everyone, and said with a smile: "Master Zuo is very resourceful and can solve your majesty's worries. Make people respect."

Mo Yu's expression was different, and he squeezed out a smile and said, "Mo Yu thanked the son-in-law Miao Zan for my father." Mo Yu has never been familiar with Han Ye, and neither is Li Shu's self-acquaintance, so he couldn't find him for a while. At the end of the conversation, the two of them had already descended the stone steps. Mo Yu suddenly remembered something, stopped and asked, "I wonder if there is any progress in the murder of Wu Zhuangyuan?"

Han Ye sensed Mo Yu's concern from Mo Yu's tone, the smile on his face disappeared, he nodded sadly and said, "I found a clue, and I'm tracking down the whereabouts of the murderer. Asking, Mo Zhuangyuan..." Han Ye looked at Mo Yu and paused.

(End of this chapter)