This script is going to be cool [Rebirth]

The civil and military officials hadn't walked a few steps before they saw the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs running out, holding a small account book with excitement on his face and shouting as he ran:

"All of you have solved the urgent need of the country with all your hard work; I will go and report the amount of silver donated by you to His Royal Highness the Regent truthfully, and ask for rewards for you!"

As soon as he said a word, the ministers who were holding up their trousers immediately let go of their hands, and hugged Shangshu's waist to make him show mercy.Hubu Shangshu was upright, and stabbed his colleagues in the heart: "Oh, your Highness is a person who has suffered, and I don't mind whether you donate more or less."

But no one dared to believe it.These days, money can turn ghosts, and money is the guts of people.What's more, the ministers don't know much about me, the regent who has been fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, and has never been to the early court several times anyway.For fear of accidentally poking my nipple.So everyone surrounded the Minister of the Household Department one after another, dragged him to the gate of the palace with all their strength, and quietly sent an informer to inform them that the people in the house should get the money quickly.Hubu Shangshu was not in a hurry, and waved to the guards to take away the antiques left by the emperor.The guards headed by Xu Changzhi pushed the trolleys non-stop to transport the things out of the palace, and moved to the market to continue setting up stalls.

The cries quickly attracted a large crowd of onlookers.When everyone heard that this was actually an imperial product used by the late emperor, they couldn't help being dubious.At this time Xu Changzhi jumped onto the table with my edict, saying that the country could not open the pot, the soldiers could not eat enough, they could not lift their knives, and could not fight the Turks; Auctioned the imperial treasures of the late emperor.

Yes, auction.My prime minister, who is an ancient person but has no ancient thinking mode, held an open-air auction.The common people were shocked by this novel and down-to-earth way of selling things.Most of the people watched the excitement, only one or two local tyrants with mines in their homes actually took money to buy some good Dingxi.However, Comrade Xu Changzhi offered a shockingly high reserve price when he started auctioning the first commodity, and the one he bought was a very ordinary vase.

As a result, many people retreated despite the difficulties, and most of the rest were from well-to-do families. They carefully looked at the unusual things about those objects.Before he could take a few glances, he saw an old man suddenly squeezed out from the crowd and handed Xu Changzhi a stack of silver bills: "Old man, I only have this money, and I will use it as a contribution."

Without saying a word, Xu Changzhi held up the bank note and shouted, "Is there anyone else raising the price?".

No one raised the price, they were all laughing at his stupidity.The old man was about to leave holding the vase, but Xu Changzhi stopped him.He took out another edict: "The regent has an order that anyone who bids for the imperial product will be granted a marquis according to the amount of silver consumed, and reward good land; the first bidder will be granted the title of 'Marquis of Ten Thousand Gold' and reward a hundred acres of good land!"

So the old man thanked the reward with a bewildered expression, and there was an extra land deed in his hand. He looked down and saw that it was a hundred acres of fertile land, and he almost fainted from excitement.Everyone was in an uproar, and after the old man left with a thousand thanks, many people started to tell each other.Those who have money go back to dig into the treasury, and those who have no money sell their money. In short, everyone wants to get a title and get addicted to being a high-ranking official.

It's a pity that the price of imperial products is really high, and ordinary poor people can't afford them, so they can only look at the sea and sigh, watching the group of local rich men and rich second generations or rich first generations robbed a horsewhip that the late emperor used. sky-high price.

The auction lasted for three days, and finally all the items were sold.I have more silver in court, and the Lord Hou has more.After chatting in the streets and alleys, I realized that someone who started selling sesame seed cakes on the street became "Huo Shaohou", a pig farmer who made a fortune in the village became "Wanjuhou", and a fish seller who was lucky enough to pick up a "Faxiao" Leisurely Marquis'.Everyone talked about it, and said that the Marquis was worthless, if he had known, he would not have studied the sage's books, and he would go to sea to do business to earn more money and a title.

Some are happy and some are sad.The Minister of the Ministry of Households counted the money from ear to ear, but the Minister of the Ministry of Officials was not happy.Kneeling in the imperial study room in the middle of the night begging me for an explanation.Blindly conferring so many Marquises is really too much fun. If everyone accumulates a lot, arrogant and rich, and those who don't know how to stop will kill themselves, it will encourage extravagance.From now on, everyone will speak in terms of money, and the poor disciples will have no future, and the country will be in danger!

I think he is a bit worrying, but there is no reason for what he said.Besides, what I can't figure out the most is that it's nothing more than being a marquis, so why reward so many fertile fields?Doesn't this make the rich richer and the poor poorer?

However, Zhong Bochen came up with this idea, and I couldn't understand the prime minister's real intention.We can only coax the Minister of the Ministry of Officials away first, and then let Xu Changzhi secretly fork Zhong Bochen over.

Unexpectedly, Brother Zhong was already prepared.He brought a jar of wine early and drank it near the palace gate.Xu Changzhi saved a lot of travel, and brought Zhong Bochen here before it was time for a stick of incense.

Zhong Bochen was wearing a black cloak, and the white clothes underneath were a bit abrupt, but he was even more slender.Zhong Bochen seemed to like wearing white robes very much.Except for the purple official robe, I have never seen him in any other color.He does look good in white, but I don't like it.I always feel that he is like a chic egret, holding the bright moon in his mouth, soaring up in a flash, and perching in the sea of ​​clouds.I can't see through it, I can't touch it, but I yearn for it, which makes me flustered.

Zhong Bochen put the wine jar in his hand on the coffee table, took off his cloak, put it on his arm, and saluted me lightly.Looking at his alienated appearance, I was inexplicably annoyed.He opened his mouth and said, "I will change my clothes later. I don't like it."

Zhong Bochen was stunned, and looked down at his clothes, as if looking for something wrong.Embarrassed, I quickly cleared my throat and said the serious thing I wanted to ask.

After listening to my series of questions calmly, Zhong Bochen gave an answer that surprised me.

"Your Highness. After King Chong divided the river and ruled it, most of the farmland near the river was abandoned. The people did not dare to farm along the river, for fear that they would be hurt by the war. However, the fields in those places are all good fields. It is a pity that they were abandoned. So I divided up all the unoccupied land. Most of the people who bid for the imperial product this time are merchants. Merchants value profits, so they will not be willing to give up these fields."

I see.I suddenly understood, and pointed to the chair for the Prime Minister to sit down and talk about it.Zhong Bochen didn't refuse either. He flipped his coat and sat down and continued to say: "A farmer with a business background is established, and a farmer depends on a business. Farming requires permanent labor. In this way, there will be more people displaced by disaster years and wars." They set up a camp to make a living. Especially the farmers near the Eucalyptus River. The farmers can feed themselves, and the problem of bandits can also be alleviated."

Unexpectedly, Prime Minister Zhong Da could think of so many things.I rested my cheeks and cast Starlight Eyes at him without hesitation.Zhong Bochen was indifferent, blocking my glances like a glass cover.

"Besides, Master Hou is actually not as good as they imagined." Zhong Bochen smiled slightly, and a gleam suddenly appeared in his eyes, showing his dark heart that shone brightly: "Since you have become a Hou, then it is People in the imperial court. Your Highness can let them live the addiction of being a marquis, but they must also fulfill their duty as a marquis. How much assets in the family and where they come from must be reported to the imperial court; Can't wait to show some sincerity...heh..."

His sneer made my scalp tingle.I quickly brought a cup of tea to the Prime Minister and delivered it to him personally.Zhong Bochen was pinching his fingers in thought, not knowing who he was trying to plot against.When my teacup was brought to his hand, he didn't respond, and took it naturally.Then I raised my head, met my eyes suddenly for a moment, then suddenly shivered and spilled the bowl of tea all over my body.

I panicked.This is hot tea that has just been poured, and his clothes are not too thick, so the flesh inside may suffer from the heat.Without thinking about it, I knelt down and wiped the sleeves for him quickly, then pulled up his clothes and dried them vigorously.

"Why are you so careless?" I blamed.Ask him to untie his clothes to have a look, if the injury is serious, immediately pull Shangguan Xia out of the bed and apply some burn ointment.

However, Prime Minister Zhong Da declined my offer and got up to leave.My heart was complicated, and when he fastened the cloak again, he suddenly blurted out angrily: "I haven't finished my question yet!"

So Zhong Bochen stopped what he was doing, and stood slightly bent to show humility.Seeing his obedient appearance, I suddenly became angry, and I couldn't swallow or spit out the anger.I was surprised, could it be that I am a moody person like the queen mother?It shouldn't be, I have always regarded myself as a good person, and I can't get a fart with three sticks. Why is my mood fluctuating day by day when facing Zhong Bochen?

In order not to continue to lose my composure, I waved him off.Zhong Bochen resigned without hesitation.After he left completely, I looked at the small wine jar on the coffee table, and then at the flickering and dancing candles, my heart was empty and I couldn't see anything anymore.

Shen Chen became more anxious, gradually dying.Although the charcoal fire was lit in the room, it was still so cold that it made me restless.To be honest, I really hate the appearance of Zhong Bochen, an outsider.He was chattering day by day, exuding the breath of 'no one can get close to him'.The most hateful thing is that it was you who gave me the jade pendant, you who hinted at me, you who flirted with me, and you who snubbed me!What did I do wrong to turn you into an inverter air conditioner with intermittent hot and cold.If you want to be your Zhong Shenxian, then do it well, why bother to mess with me.It's too scumbag if you provoke me and don't speak clearly!

However, I still couldn't help but hugged the little wine jar secretly, opened the lid and sniffed it.A strong aroma of wine permeated the whole room in an instant.I poked it with my finger, and then licked it. I felt that the wine was refreshing and sweet, much better than the fake wine that I spent two yuan and five dollars to get to heaven in a small shop.I quickly poured a glass and drank it down. As the sake flowed from my throat to my stomach, the turbidity in my heart dissipated.

I laughed and scolded myself for being like Lin Daiyu, feeling sad every day and losing my hair.Daiyu is a boudoir lady, and she has a lot of free time to play "buying flowers"; I am the regent, if I spend all my thoughts on these things, it is the country that should be buried.

That's all, I'm lucky if I win, but my life is lost.Passionate since ancient times has nothing to hate, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from.I've been a "love addict" all my life, but I ended up dying like a chicken in pieces.So, it takes time and life to fall in love, so let it be.

I poured another glass of wine, didn't drink it, put it on the desk to smell it, and called Lu Jiu'an to seal up the jar of good wine.Outside the window, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the shadows of the trees should be on the ground.Nothing seemed to have happened tonight, but fortunately, the faint smell of wine reminded me that he did come.

I sat down next to the book case with deep thoughts, flipping through the booklet with my inflexible hands.Zhu Pian is good enough to write, but fortunately, Lu Jiuan, a dexterous little fat man, carved a stamp with his name on it for me, so I can stamp it without straining my arms.

I approved the papers for the whole night.It was only when the sky was bright that he put down the seal with a lot of thoughts.The riots of the Northwest Army made many veterans worried.The Minister of the Ministry of War suggested that I reorganize the establishment and disperse military power, so that one family cannot dominate.The insinuations between the lines are not only General Liu, but also Uncle Wei.I wanted to laugh it off, but another story broke into my eyes again.

The excerpts were written by the Ministry of Officials.The whole article of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials did not explain much, but just talked about a truth:

"If the prestige of officials exceeds that of the monarch, it will be difficult for the court to be single-minded."

I suddenly felt that the officialdom was deep.The Minister of the Ministry of War and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials are not dismantling General Wei's platform, but that I, the regent, really have no sense of existence.However, the difficulty of governing the country lies in knowing the virtuous, not in being virtuous. I am a passer-by in this country after all.After a hundred years, the ashes will return to the ashes, and it is not in vain to leave behind some achievements of blessings and blessings.The reason why I refused to be called the emperor is because I have self-knowledge.The one who is suitable to be emperor has gone to the south. If he does not become emperor for a day, I will still be my regent.Our two brothers face each other across the river. When the eldest brother is tired from playing and wants to go home, at least I can show some sincerity to welcome him.

However, Wei Yunlang also handed me a brochure.He invited himself to see the city gate, so he was no longer his captain.He said that the Wei family held such military power, the tree was big and flamboyant, and was stared at by a hundred pairs of eyes. His old father on the front line could only do things with fear.Instead of waiting to be impeached by the officials, he, as a junior, might as well take the initiative to hand over military power and avoid the edge.

I am in a dilemma.I have never been an official, let alone manage people.All I know is that talents should be reused, and no matter how ugly the words are, they should be poured into the ears.I have never studied this golden mean, and now it is too difficult to drive the ducks to the shelves so that I can not offend both ends.

So I shrank in the chair and thought about countermeasures.Until Lu Jiu'an asked me if I still wanted to go to the morning court, I nodded my head in a huff, and went to the Huaguang Hall in good spirits for the time being.

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Passionate since ancient times has nothing to hate, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from. ——"Yu Ti", Shi Qingxi

Ah... It's time to start giving the protagonists a big emotional turn after writing this (secretly took out a small book to arrange)

Cen Yue: "Why do I feel a chill down my spine..."