After wearing the book, he was favored by the villains in line

When Lou Rongrong and Fei Wusu were busy planning how to dare to assassinate King Li before the situation got out of control, Beijing and China were not peaceful at this time.

Fei Wusu's urgent letter to remind Ying Ze has not yet arrived, and Beijing is still immersed in the aftertaste of losing the war and Li Wang's negotiation of peace.

There were endless debates in the court about whether to accept Li Wang's peace agreement. Everyone was afraid of burning himself, and Si Tianjian even came forward to persuade the emperor's mausoleum to worship the ancestors, ask the late emperor's last wish, and protect Daqing's peace.

When Si Tianjian was putting forward this proposal in the court hall, Ying Ze, who had just sat on the dragon chair with a sullen face and said nothing while listening to the arguments of the ministers below, his eyes sank at that moment, and he looked at Jianzheng said:

"Ask about the late emperor's last wish? Jianzheng means that he also believed the rebel's words, and felt that he was lonely and out of place?"

His tone was calm, and he clearly spoke in no hurry, but Si Tianjian, who was standing under the court hall, broke out in a cold sweat, knelt down in a hurry, and hurriedly defended:

"Your Majesty is clearly aware! I have absolutely no such intentions! Only now that King Li is rebelling, and the people are in panic. Performing the state sacrifice ceremony can comfort the ancestors of Daqing, and appease the people of Li people after class. I think it is a good plan to stabilize the country today. O Your Majesty!"

Ying Ze sneered:

"The anti-thieves are going crazy, but you tell Gu that the current plan should not be to find a way to wipe out the rebellious party and regain our Daqing mountains and rivers, but you tell Gu that at this time, we should burn incense to worship our ancestors and ask for their blessings?"

Si Tianjian was just biting the bullet and knelt down to the ground, grabbing his head and saying:

"There are General Xiao Li and His Royal Highness the Prince Regent to eradicate the rebels. You also sent General Ren to support them. The manpower is exhausted, and only time is left. The disaster in Daqing must be due to the unfavorable laws of heaven. It is appropriate to hold a national sacrifice to comfort Predecessors, protect the country, Your Majesty!"

Ying Ze was almost laughed out of anger, and pointed at Si Tianjian who was about to speak, but unexpectedly, several courtiers exchanged glances, and they all knelt behind Si Tianjian, admonishing:

"Your Majesty, the supervisor is right. At this time, the national sacrifice can reassure the hearts of the people and improve the fortune of the country. It is the best policy!"

"Your Majesty, there have been no national sacrifices in Daqing for several years, maybe... Daqing's troubles are due to the ancestors' troubles!"

"His Majesty……"

……

Even Zhang Zhixian, a Hanlin scholar who never liked to stand in line, hesitated for a moment, then cupped his hands and said:

"Your Majesty, the national sacrifice is the country's etiquette and law. Confucianism and law respect rituals. Daqing did not build up the national strength for several years. It is true that the ceremony of sacrifice has not been carried out for several years. Although it seems rushed to perform the ceremony of the national sacrifice at this time, it is also reasonable. It makes sense. And what the supervisor said is that the people are worried about the war and their hearts are in panic. It is true. If you hear that His Majesty is performing the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the country at this time, and you can get the shade of the ancestors, you will surely be able to stabilize the hearts of the people and benefit the country."

He is a very pure Confucianist, so he was inevitably influenced by Si Tianjian Jianzheng's words. From the perspective of national etiquette, it is also expected that he would support this move.

Ying Ze looked at the other senior ministers who hadn't spoken out, such as those who were cold and blue, but saw that they just bowed their heads silently, and they were all silent, so he understood that they couldn't think of any effective strategies. , and the ceremony of the national sacrifice does have the effect of inspiring and appeasing the people's hearts. In any case, it should be beneficial and harmless, so I don't say anything.

Nowadays, there are basically no generals in the court who can use them. Except for those who were sent to wipe out the rebels, and those who were sent to the frontier to prevent the enemy from taking advantage of the situation, most of the remaining generals in the court were a group of slaves. The courtiers were frightened by the war.

Ying Ze laughed back angrily:

"Good! Very good! Since all the lovers are insisting on holding the national sacrifice, it just so happens that the treasury is empty and cannot be afforded a large gift. The ministers are so sincere, presumably they will not mind doing their part for the country, Zheng Baisheng!"

Zheng Baisheng, who was standing by the side, hurried forward:

"The slave is here!"

Ying Ze slowly swept over everyone in the court hall with a smile that was not a smile, and all the officials who came into contact with his gaze couldn't help but bow their heads, not daring to look at him:

"Today, you will bring people to your lords' mansions. Please, all your lords, present gifts for the country and use the great sacrifice to benefit the country. When all the gifts are ready, I will go to the emperor's mausoleum to perform the great sacrifice ceremony from now on!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the officials in the court were shocked.

Ying Ze's words clearly meant that the courtiers had to pay out of their own pockets to fill the national treasury, and it kind of meant "if you don't pay, you can't blame the orphans for not offering sacrifices".

Many courtiers who were just following the crowd wanted to say something more even if they regretted it, but Ying Ze got up impatiently, waved his sleeves and turned around and left the hall. Zheng Baisheng, who fell behind him, announced his next court with a blank expression , did not give these people the slightest chance to struggle.

On the way back, these people were lucky at first, thinking that Ying Ze must be joking, how could the king of a country seriously ask for money from his courtiers?

But when they returned home, they found that the servants of the imperial army who had been sent to ask for money were already standing in the main hall. It was like a thunderbolt falling on top of them for a moment, and they were dumbfounded. No, Ying Ze deliberately set the rules according to the official position, family status, and wealth of the subordinates. If he couldn't give him the price he wanted, the servants he sent would turn cold-faced and question him for disrespecting the state and refusing to contribute.

However, if there is obedience, there will naturally be those who are sloppy and shameless, insisting that the family is poor and refuses to pay for it. When the servants sent out came to the imperial study empty-handed to report back, Ying Ze was sitting in front of the desk writing the letter sent by the front line. It is no surprise to hear the military situation:

"Since they are unwilling to contribute, it means that they don't pay that much attention to the national ceremony. The national treasury is not enough to support the national ceremony, so the national ceremony is naturally unfeasible. Zheng Baisheng, what do you think?"

Zheng Baisheng at the side bowed, respectfully filled up the teacup next to him, and said with a smile:

"What your majesty said is that this servant also taught you the same way. Your majesty has the country in mind and wants to perform the great gift of the country, but it is powerless. It is a helpless act."

Satisfied, Ying Ze picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes fell back to the military newspaper in front of him, and he stopped talking.

Zheng Baisheng winked at the little apprentice who came to inform, the little apprentice understood, and the two quietly exited the imperial study.

Only then did the little apprentice dare to ask Zheng Baisheng in a low voice:

"Master, now that His Majesty is not going to perform the national sacrifice ceremony, what will you do with the money you have collected? Do you want to return it to your lords?"

Zheng Baisheng flicked on his head mercilessly, causing the little apprentice to hold his head in his arms and cry out, hating that iron cannot become steel:

"Idiot! You have been with me for so long, why don't you have any wit?! Your lords care about state affairs and volunteer to contribute. How can we live up to this kindness and return your loyalty? Naturally, it will be charged to the imperial treasury. , leave it to His Majesty!"

Only then did the little apprentice come to his senses, and hurriedly held his head and said:

"Yes, yes, the master taught it well, and the apprentice will remember it!"

As he said that, he ran to work quickly.

However, neither Ying Ze nor Zheng Baisheng expected that after only one night, the courtiers who refused to contribute the previous day and tried their best to cry for poverty would gather enough money the next day, and all the courtiers came to the Imperial Study to make a wish. I implore Ying Ze to perform the national sacrifice ceremony immediately.