A trip starting from the courtyard

Chapter 611 My minister has an artifact
Those who can beat the Dengwen drum now have backgrounds, or some people want to use the drum to make something happen. Civil disputes like Xiao Diyun don't even have to think about it.

With a population of over 24 million in the Great Song Dynasty, countless disputes arise every day. If it is really possible for one person to knock it out, the emperor will not be exhausted. Without sleep for [-] hours, there is no time to deal with complaints.

In the next few days, Wang Lidong was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground. He would go out early in the morning, either to see the newly acquired coal yard, or to the four honeycomb coal production and distribution points in the city to check the construction progress and staff training. Condition.

The time soon came to mid-January. After breakfast, Wang Lidong came to the production and distribution point of honeycomb coal in the west of the city.

Although it was early in the morning, the entire delivery point was buzzing with people and it was extremely lively.

At this time, it was the time when the morning and evening shifts were handed over, and the craftsmen who were about to go home after work all saluted Wang Lidong.

"Yes, my lord."

"I have seen the young master."

"it is good."

"it is good."

Wang Lidong greeted them all the way and came to the production site of honeycomb coal.

Looking at each craftsman skillfully using a manual briquette forming machine to beat briquettes, he turned to the main pipe on the side:
"I'm very skilled. How many briquettes can I produce a day now?"

The manager replied: "There are 245 craftsmen pressing briquettes in total, and they are divided into 2 shifts. Each person can press about 400 briquettes in each shift, and the output can reach 10 briquettes a day."

In just ten days, the output can reach this number, Wang Lidong is quite satisfied.

Then I walked to the briquette warehouse, looking at the warehouse, more than half of the space has been piled up with briquettes, "How many briquettes are here?"

The steward immediately reported a number: "As of last night, there are a total of 63.5 briquettes in the warehouse."

In the sixth year of Emperor You's reign in the Northern Song Dynasty, on January [-]th, at [-] o'clock at five o'clock (five ten), the day was forced to come to Zichen Hall.

Last night, for the future of Da Song, he worked hard at Concubine Rong's place for most of the night.

I have to attend morning court early this morning.

Pain too!

After the ministers in the hall bowed and worshiped, the head official of the hall said loudly: "If there is something to do, go out and play early, and if there is nothing to do, roll the curtain and retreat."

As soon as the words fell, two people came out of the courtiers, one was the current prime minister Liang Shi, and the other was Wen Yanbo who participated in politics, "Your Majesty, the capital has been snowing continuously for more than 30 days. Besides, more and more soldiers and civilians have been injured recently." Speaking of this, Prime Minister Liang Shi and Wen Yanbo, who participated in politics, bowed deeply, "I hope that His Majesty will forgive the crime and be lenient, save punishment and tax, pray for natural disasters, and rescue the people. "

The official Zhao Zhen frowned. Ten days ago, he had just exempted Kaifeng and several neighboring prefectures from the agricultural tax for two years. It was only a few days before he was asked to reduce the exemption.
It can be imagined that in the past two days, there have been rumors in the capital that the natural disaster happened to him.Of course, it doesn't mean that he is immoral, but that he has been unwilling to make the son of the clan a prince for so long, that's why God sent disasters!
It's ridiculous!

He knew that there was no accident, it was the hands and feet of those two bastards!

But the human eye is terrifying!
Stretch your eyelids, and the two husbands, citing scriptures, talking brilliantly and lotus flowers, but it’s a pity that they are professional. After arguing for more than half an hour, the officials of the Song Dynasty were reluctant to exempt Kaifeng and several nearby prefectures from the small tax for 2 years (head tax), and 40 charcoal was paid out, and part of the wood coal controlled by the imperial court was taken out and put on the market at half price.

A few more came out next, but they all talked about trivial matters, and the emperor gave instructions one by one.

This kind of court meeting is actually just going through the motions. For important matters, most of them communicate with Zaifu and a few ministers in private. At the big court meeting, just announce it, otherwise the big things will be discussed at the court meeting. Bailaihao People have hundreds of ideas, and they may not be able to settle down for a few days.

Soon, there were no more officials in the entire hall. Qi Guogong rubbed his hands, straightened the attendance board in his hand, coughed twice, adjusted his voice, and was about to lift his legs to leave the class to play, but unexpectedly there was a The bastard was ahead of him.

Only one person bowed deeply and said: "Chen Yushi Zhongcheng Sun Zhen, I have a book to play."

Seeing that the voice was the boss of professional trolls, Zhao Zhen was a little bored.

After waving his hand to signal for the fart, Sun Zhen, the censor Zhongcheng, turned on the chatterbox mode. 'Balabala' said a lot of nonsense, and the official's eyelids were twitching. Finally got to the point.

The impeachment of Yantiesi has repeatedly taught him that he still uses charcoal to smelt copper and iron, causing a shortage of charcoal in Tokyo. Every day, a large number of soldiers and civilians are frozen to death because they cannot afford charcoal. If it continues, it may cause turmoil in the capital.
After Sun Zhengang finished speaking, another seven or eight people stood up in the crowd of the two classes, accusing Yantiesi and Qi Guogong of disregarding the life and death of the entire city's soldiers and civilians for the sake of their own department's performance.
With such a big battle, if it was normal, Qi Guogong would have been weak. These Yushitai's lips are too slippery, and black can be said to be white. He must not be able to tell the other party from a noble background.

But today. Thinking of what he was about to present, a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Today's officials are very upset when they see the old things being brought up again. Everyone knows who is responsible for the lack of charcoal. Last time, they gave this bastard and Lu Yijian face, but now they are even embarrassing. It's endless.

He waved his hand to interrupt a few impassioned, foaming mouths, and the censor who was so high that he almost rolled his eyes, ordered Qi Guogong, asked him to stand up and defend himself, and attached a look——Don’t be afraid, son-in-law, give me I hate these bastards hard, but it's okay if I can't do it, I have me.

Duke Qi hurriedly helped his crooked hat, walked between the two groups of ministers, saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, everyone knows why the capital is short of charcoal." Turning around, he pointed at Sun Zhongcheng's nose angrily and said: " What else did Lu Gongbi, the governor of the prefect, do besides contacting the big households in the city to serve porridge for more than 30 days?
His Majesty and the other ministers were in a hurry and could not sleep day and night, but Master Lu was still in the mood to invite a few friends to Fanlou for a drink of flowers and wine after he left the office yesterday.

Sun Zhongcheng, I know you are Lu Xianggong's student, and it's human nature for you to want to shield Lu Gongbi.

But don't forget, you are still the official censor Zhongcheng.It seems that in your eyes, His Majesty is not as important as Lu Gongbi! "

These words were too poisonous, Yushi Zhongcheng Sun Zhen's heart trembled, and he secretly glanced at the present, and found that this guy was looking at him, and everyone could see the unkindness in his eyes.

In my heart, I scolded Qi Guogong, a birdman, several times.

Although you are telling the truth, can you f*ck not show it.

"Your Majesty, Qi Guogong is full of nonsense, and the loyalty of the humble minister to the Song Dynasty can be learned from heaven and earth. He is trying to provoke the relationship between the monarch and his ministers, and his heart can be punished."

Qi Guogong snorted coldly: "Loyalty is not just talking about it or writing it in a memorial, but it depends on what you actually do. Just like Lu Gongbi and Master Lu, it can be seen from the drinking of flower wine that he treats the soldiers and civilians of the capital. I don't care about my life at all."

All the ministers in the palace were a little surprised. In the past, the Duke of Qi was a boring gourd, and he couldn't make a p for a long time. Why are there so many flirtatious words today, which almost put Yu Shi Zhongcheng on the wall? Could it be that he took some big pills?
Censor Zhongcheng Sun Zhen said with a sullen face: "Duke Qi has been in the court for more than ten years, so what have you done so far to prove that you are loyal to the officials and the Song Dynasty. It seems that you have nothing."

Ten days ago, there really wasn't any.

Cough!

Duke Qi straightened his sleeves and bowed to the present: "Your Excellency, Duke Qi, envoy of salt and iron to Qi Hai, has something to announce."

Looking at Qi Guogong with a tense face, Zhao Zhen said curiously:
"Qing, what do you want to say?"

Duke Qi raised the attendance board and bent slightly: "My minister, there is a magic tool that can solve the plight of the 150 million soldiers and civilians in the capital who are short of charcoal!"

(End of this chapter)