The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Only when the people of Ming Dynasty have developed the wisdom of the people and have a deeper understanding of the generation of wealth can they form an endogenous motivation and continuously create wealth.

At that time, even if Yan Song retires, travels with the beauty and goes boating in the rivers and lakes, the people with lofty ideals left by Daming on the temple will inherit Yan Song's thoughts and aspirations, promote the continuous reform of Daming, and go global.

This is Yan Song's ideal.

Nima, I'm so angry with the universe all day, I don't have time to enjoy the fun, don't your consciences hurt?

[The Wealth of Nations] is another blockbuster for Yan Song to open up the wisdom of the Ming and the people.

He took a deep breath, took the first volume of "The Wealth of Nations" with him, and was about to enter the palace to face the saint.

Yan Song could foresee that once the blockbuster [The Wealth of Nations] was thrown out, it would definitely fall into the latrine—arousing public indignation.

The prince was hanged and beaten by himself one after another, and he probably already held a grudge, so he must take the lead in revenge and use this opportunity to deal with himself.

Yan Song thought very clearly that [The Wealth of Nations] had to be approved by Jiajing before it could be published, at least not against it.

He came to the palace with [The Wealth of Nations] in his pocket, and after the report, he came to the West Garden of the palace.

I heard someone's cry from afar...

This cry is very miserable, even worse than a small cabbage, if Yan Song is not sure that he (from Zhao) came to the palace, he might think that he went to a charity house...

".々Huh? Who is crying? In the palace, aren't you afraid of disturbing the emperor々〃?"

Yan Song crept into the palace.

Faced with a scene, Yan Song petrified on the spot.

It turned out that the person crying out of breath and sobbing was none other than Jiajing himself.

Yan Song said for a while: "My Majesty, what's the matter with you?"

When Jiajing saw Yan Song, he was like a man who fell into the water grabbing a straw. With tears of grievance on his face, he came up and grabbed Yan Song's arm and said, "Yan Aiqing, Yan Aiqing. My life is so hard!"

Yan Song rolled his eyes forcefully, thinking.

"Your Majesty, 80% of other people's bodies are water, but 99.9% of your body is drama."

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Chapter 1262 Jiajing of Drama King [6]

Jiajing had flirted with the prince just now, and they got back together again, and even gave the prince Zizhi Tongjian, and acted like a savior to himself in the blink of an eye.

Cut, the Central Drama Academy!

However, of course Yan Song wanted to appease the heartbroken emperor.

"Your Majesty, if there is anything a minister can do, just order it."

This is what Jiajing was waiting for, he stopped acting, wiped away his tears, pulled Yan Song to sit down, and vomited bitterly:

"Yan Aiqing, look, the 1500 million silver in my internal treasury was all embezzled by the rebels from the Yuan Shijiao. The remaining 2000 million went to build the Yongling Mausoleum, and this and that need money... "..."

At this time, where does Jiajing have the appearance of a decisive emperor?But an old lady who seemed to wish she could fall to the ground one by one and become eight-petaled flowers, babbled endlessly in Yan Song's ear.

At this time, Jiajing = the Tang monk who taught Monkey King a lesson + the old lady who bought vegetables and bargained for prices.

Yan Song was almost choked to death by Jiajing's broken thoughts, if it was another person, Yan Ge would have already kicked him in the face.But the other party was Jiajing, so he, the chief assistant, had no choice but to "worry about the humiliation of his ministers" and listen attentively.

But Jiajing came to 377 with all his might, crying all the time, how poor he was, and how starving the rats were in the inner treasury...

"Yan Aiqing, to tell you the truth, I am so poor now that I only have the inner treasury left."

"?? Your Majesty, do you still have an internal treasury?" Yan Song pretended to be confused.

"I'll go, what I said is that there are only underwear left!" Jiajing went crazy.

"Oh!" Yan Song fell into meditation like an old monk, with an indifferent look on his face.

Jiajing seemed to be able to feel the resentment of the first assistant, a little embarrassed, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Yan Aiqing, do you blame me for being too indulgent to the crown prince?"

Yan Song smiled but said: "I dare not."

Not daring to blame, that is to say, still blaming, but not daring to say it.

Jiajing and Barabara explained for a long time, saying that Jiangshan Sheji, thousands of miles of Jiangshan, will one day be passed on to the prince or something.

Yan Song had a smile on his face, and his heart was full of criticism.

Your sister, if that's the case, why do you still want to beat the prince in this pavilion?

Isn't this (bddg) asking me to die?

No money, you think of me again?

Heartless stuff.

Jiajing circled around for a long time, finally swallowed, and said with a sly smile: "Yan Aiqing, do you understand what I mean?"

Yan Song looked bewildered and nodded: "I still don't understand. What do you want to say, Your Majesty?"

Jiajing blew his beard and stared.

I have already said this, why do you still not understand my heart?

I am the emperor, don't you want to lose face?