Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

At the same time, the minister who asked Yelu Zongzong to give him a calligraphy at the Encai Banquet also left the banquet and returned home. When he got into the carriage, his eyes were clear and the alcohol was gone. How could he still be a little tipsy?

It's just that he didn't understand why His Majesty asked him to ask for calligraphy in public, but then gave the opportunity to the new champion.

Gee, the emperor’s thoughts are really unpredictable!

……

A few days later, Yelu Zongzheng adopted Cha Jiu's suggestion and proposed in the court that the ministers should take the lead in donating money.

Sure enough, these elite ministers began to cry for poverty.

Either he said that the last donation was only more than two months ago, and he was really short of money and couldn't come up with spare money; or he used the meager salary and the large number of people to support in his family as an excuse to cry that he was honest and poor because he only had rice porridge and side dishes.

Seeing the hypocrisy of these people, Yelu Zongzheng endured the anger in his heart and said according to Chajiu's plan: "Since all the ministers are so poor that they can only eat gruel and can't spare any spare money, I won't force it. Then I will." Let’s change the donation to hold a blessing ceremony in front of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, so that the world can see the court’s attitude towards the disaster-stricken areas in the southeast.”

This time the ministers responded positively, and no one disagreed.

Also, as long as you don’t donate money or cut their flesh, what does praying mean?

They just knelt down in front of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests and showed off.

Unexpectedly, Yelu Zongzheng took action.

The blessing ceremony was arranged in the afternoon when the sun was shining brightly.

The floor in front of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests was hot, and there were no shady trees around. The ministers, wearing heavy and stuffy court clothes, knelt under the scorching sun for less than half an hour, and they were already sweating like a rainstorm, and they were moaning in their hearts.

Many of them were already dizzy, nauseous and wanted to vomit.

It can be seen that Yelu Zongzheng took the lead and knelt on the futon in the front. He had not drank half of the water and had not rested for half an hour. How could they, the ministers, dare to ask for a drink of water and rest?

Finally, a certain minister in the prayer team couldn't bear it any longer and vomited it out to the side.

The turbid and yellowish stomach soup was mixed with vaguely visible food residues. The disgusting scene, coupled with the sour smell floating in the air, suddenly made the ministers around him vomit.

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of vomiting in front of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

Without exception, these ministers vomited out all the food they had eaten at noon that had not yet been digested. The air was filled with a strong smell of sourness, and all the palace residents covered their mouths and noses, wanting to retreat.

Only Cha Jiu and Yelu Zongzheng looked normal in this stench.

With the emperor's permission, Chajiu got up from the futon and walked among the ministers.

"Eight-treasure duck, crystal hoof flower... Mr. Chen, you had a good lunch."

Chajiu walked to Mr. Chen, stopped, and roughly distinguished the food he had eaten for lunch from the food residue.

"But how do I remember that during the morning court, you told His Majesty that you couldn't open the pot at home, and all you ate were plain porridge and side dishes? Mr. Chen, are you trying to avoid donating money, so you lied to the Emperor?"

"I, I..." Mr. Chen's face turned pale, he hesitated while holding his still turbulent stomach, unable to come up with an explanation for a long time.

Chajiu reminded with a smile: "It is not a small crime to deceive the emperor. But if Mr. Chen can generously donate money to share His Majesty's worries about the southeast, perhaps the Holy Heart will be happy, and this matter can make up for it."

Having said this, what else does Master Chen not understand?

This blessing is just a pretense!

The real purpose of His Majesty and He Yanyang is to expose the lies they pretend to be poor!

What a loss, what a loss.

Mr. Chen could only admit defeat, sadly wrote down a large donation amount on the red paper presented by the eunuch, and sent someone to the house to get the silver.

Next, Cha Jiu followed the same pattern and scraped a layer of fat off these hard-earned ministers.

However, there are some officials who are truly honest and love the people. Even if they spit out chaff, they still try their best to donate money.

After asking, I found out that they had donated money to the victims of the Southeast disaster more than once, which was why their lives were so difficult.

Chajiu secretly recorded the names of these people in the book, and then presented them to Yelu Zongzheng as a reference for their moral character when employing people.

……

The weather was extremely hot.

Even a man like Yelu Zongzheng, who was used to being exposed to the sun on the grassland, felt hot and uncomfortable at this time.

But he watched Cha Jiu from a distance running around in the stinking filth with no water in his mouth and sweating profusely. There was no trace of complaint or impatience on his face. Instead, he recorded every donation seriously and worked tirelessly for He shares worries.

Yelu Zongzheng couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and at the same time he was deeply touched.

The court needs such hard-working people.

He is also needed around him.

When Cha Jiu finished the registration and presented the compiled donation book, Yelu Zongzheng, who always focused on political affairs, ignored the book for the first time and focused on Cha Jiu first.

"I ordered people to prepare tea and cakes to relieve the heat in the side hall. You can use some first."

Chajiu was startled for a moment, then hesitated: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is not good? Everyone is kneeling down..."

Her face was flushed red by the sun, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and the tip of her nose.

There are still a few strands of hair wet with sweat scattered on the temples.

Looking a little embarrassed.

But Yelu Zongzheng found her pleasing to the eye and cute no matter how he looked at her, and his tone became gentler: "Go, it's okay, you are my hero."

The courtiers' donations were done very beautifully.

Yelu Zongzheng does not need to look at the total donation amount on the registration book.

Just by looking at the faces of the ministers below, he knew that the amount of donations would not be small.

Having said this, Cha Jiu no longer shied away, thanked him, and went to the side hall to rest.

……

With the courtiers taking the lead in donating, the aristocratic families, wealthy businessmen, and squires who were closely related to them were not stingy, so they had to donate a higher amount to show their support and loyalty to His Majesty and the court.

The donation snowballed, getting bigger and bigger, and before it was over, a very considerable amount was received, which made Yelu Zongzheng happy and happy.

He was full of joy and wanted to share it with others, but when he looked around, there was only a frightened Li Bin standing in front of the table serving dishes.

All of a sudden, I lost all interest.

Yelu Zongzheng's harem only had a few concubines, and they were all used to check and balance the concubines of the previous dynasty.

Both the grassland clan officials and the Han officials wanted their side to be the first to give birth to the prince, but little did they know that the woman they had fought so hard to get into the palace had never been touched by Yelu Zongzheng.

The emperor was more excited by handling political affairs and gradually realizing the blueprint for a prosperous age than women.

But sometimes I also want to have a close person by my side.

Yelu Zongzheng thought for a moment, then turned to his side and ordered: "Let Master He come over and have dinner with me."

The little eunuch who was ordered had a confused look on his face. When he was about to ask Mr. He, he was forced to stop talking by Eunuch Zhang's eyes.

When he got out of the palace, Eunuch Zhang would teach his adopted son a lesson.

"Who else is the most important thing in His Majesty's eyes now besides Mr. He Yanyang He? You have been with me for so long and you can't even practice this little wink. It's really useless!"

The little eunuch rubbed the painful temples aggrievedly.

Eunuch Zhang finally relented and warned: "Remember, Mr. Xiao He is a popular person in front of His Majesty. No matter how you get favored by the Holy Spirit in the future, it is normal. If you see or hear something, don't make a fuss. , run your errands well."

"Remember, foster father." The little eunuch nodded carefully.

No matter what happens between His Majesty and Mr. Xiao He, it is normal, don't make a fuss!

……

After Cha Jiu was summoned, he followed the young eunuch who led the way to the palace.

Yelu Zongzheng was having a meal. When he saw her coming, his sharp eyebrows suddenly softened, and his eyes indicated the seat next to him: "Sit down."

Chajiu declined at first: "I don't dare."

Yelu Zongzheng said calmly: "There is nothing to be afraid of. You are a minister I trust very much and you have done a good job in donating money. It doesn't hurt to sit down and say some thoughtful words."

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(Complete this chapter to 4000 before noon tomorrow)