I Rely on Beauty to Stabilize the Country

Three days later, the examiner who was appointed by the Holy One received the order, and entered the Gongyuan with his luggage and was guarded by the Imperial Army.After hearing the news that the examiner locked the court, the candidates who came to the capital to rush for the exam also seemed to feel the tension of time, and the number of people in restaurants and teahouses suddenly decreased a lot.

At the end of the court that day, Gu Yuanbai called the ministers of the Ministry of Industry, the Minister of Hubu, and the doctor of the Ministry of Rites, Chu Xun, to the side hall of the Xuanzheng Palace to discuss matters.

He gave the three of them the article on the treatment of the Yellow River that Chu Wei listened to that day, and asked them to read it slowly, and he took a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

Hubu Shangshu was the first to read it, he hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, I have never seen such an exquisite treatment method. If it is implemented, it may be really effective...but the treasury..."

However, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry and Langzhong of the Ministry of Rites were completely immersed in the article, their faces were dignified, and there was a hint of excitement.

"My lord!" Minister of the Ministry of Industry couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, "Who came up with this idea? This man is a great talent, I want to meet him!"

Gu Yuanbai smiled and said, "Then you won't be able to see it."

This method of curing the disease was not thought up by one person, but it was obtained by thousands of descendants in the midst of countless floods during the flood season.

It is the most reliable method in the ancient environment.

Minister of the Ministry of Industry looked regretful and murmured: "It's a pity, it's a pity."

At this time, Mr. Chu had just finished reading this article. He was thinking while reading it, his expression was occasionally dignified, and sometimes he smiled. After reading it, he couldn't help but said: "My lord, this method is feasible!"

Gu Yuanbai asked with a smile: "Master Chu also thinks it's feasible?"

Lord Chu has always been rigorous, but at this time he nodded boldly, "If it is implemented one by one according to the above, I think it is feasible."

The Minister of the Household Department was anxious, "My lord! The spring sowing is about to start, and the examination will cost money. The tribute courtyard is being renovated. The site of the mausoleum of the sage has also been selected, and construction will start this year. Not only that, There are even more military supplies, which cannot be stopped every day. If we want to build rivers, the treasury will not be able to make enough money."

The construction of the mausoleum was started at the beginning of the king's accession to the throne, but although Gu Yuanbai succeeded to the throne early, his power was left behind, and it was only now that he was about to start the construction of the mausoleum, so he was even more anxious.

Gu Yuanbai smiled at him comfortingly, "I understand."

"Governing the world is always inseparable from money," Gu Yuanbai said unhurriedly, "Only if you have money can you build roads, buy horses, and train troops... I have not decided to start treating the floods of the Yellow River right now. The floods of the Yellow River are divided into spring floods and summer floods, the spring floods are from March to April, and the summer floods are from June to October, I called all the adults here because I want to discuss the spring floods together."

The minister of the Ministry of Industry was puzzled: "My lord, there was no flood in the Yellow River in the past few years. Why do you care so much this year?"

Hearing this, Gu Yuanbai put the teacup in his hand on the table and made a soft bang: "I also want to know why it has been raining for half a month in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, but no one has come to inform the court?"

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The knees of the two ministers and a doctor gave way, and they fell to their knees on the ground.

Gu Yuanbai kept silent, let them kneel down, and kept guessing in the quiet environment where needles could be heard, until their heads were sweating because of their guessing, Gu Yuanbai said: "Get up."

There was no prime minister in the Daheng Dynasty, and the six ministries were directly controlled by the emperor. There was no cabinet, but there was a Privy Council and a Political Affairs Hall.

When the imperial power is so great, there are people who will not report it without telling the truth. How dare the people in those places be so bold!

And how did the Holy One know about the rainy season of the Yellow River thousands of miles away?

The more the three ministers thought about it, the more fearful they became.They stood up limply, not daring to say a word.

"Chu Qing," Gu Yuanbai softened his tone, "I know you know a lot about water control, and this time is running out. I set you up as a pacifier and sent you to defend against the spring floods of the Yellow River. I don't ask much, as long as you This little flood season doesn’t matter if there is a catastrophe, Chu Qing, are you willing to go far to the Yellow River?”

Chu Xun fell to his knees again without hesitation, and said loudly, "I will definitely do my best to fulfill my mission!"

Gu Yuanbai came out from behind the table and helped him up with his own hands, "I have one more thing to ask you before I go this time. Chu Qing wants to help me find out who is hiding the truth! Those local officials will go with Chu Qing Cha, don’t be afraid of them, I will make the decision for you. If there is any trouble, I will allow the local governor to lead troops to help.”

Lord Chu was so moved that his eyes glowed, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely do my best."

Gu Yuanbai looked at the Minister of the Ministry of Households and the Minister of the Ministry of Industry again: "The Ministry of Industry will order more than ten people who are good at water control to accompany Chu Qing. You two departments must fully support this matter, and you must not slack off."

"Yes."

The three people who came out of the Xuanzheng Hall wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and all of them were sweating coldly.

The Minister of the Ministry of Household and the Minister of the Ministry of Industry congratulated Chu Xun, and Chu Xun hurriedly returned the gift, and asked: "My lords, the Holy Majesty has high expectations for me now, and the Yellow River has been raining for half a month, but no one has reported to the court. Please, my lords, please wait for a while. Don't tell others, I'm afraid it will startle the snake."

Mr. Chu was suspecting the collusion between the local officials and the Beijing officials. The Minister of the Household Department and the Minister of the Ministry of Industry nodded quickly, "Don't worry, Mr. Chu. Even if you don't say it, we dare not say it to the outside world. Your Majesty's meaning is clear. The two of us The whole department will cooperate well. Mr. Chu works hard and pays attention to safety. When you come back, you will get results in the general examination. Mr. Chu's knowledge has always been outstanding. Maybe when the time comes, double happiness will come. Both of you father and son should be promoted. Those who should be officials should be officials."

Chu Xun hurriedly said a few words of modesty, and the three of them chatted and laughed out loud.

Inside the hall.

After the ministers left, Tian Fusheng served the boiled medicine. The black medicine juice was even more bitter in the white porcelain bowl. Gu Yuanbai took a look, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

Those who drank too much medicine would not feel bitter anymore, Gu Yuanbai drank a few more sips of tea to get rid of the medicine smell in his mouth, put on a cloak, and walked out of the Xuanzheng Hall.

There is already a thick layer of snow outside.

The snow on the ground was cleared away, but there was still a palm-thick snow on the trees and grass.

Gu Yuanbai took a few breaths of the bitter air, and his heart felt refreshed. He walked under the tree and rolled a ball of snow with his hands. In just a moment, his pampered hands were frozen stiff.

The chief guard hurried away and brought a pair of leather gloves, Gu Yuanbai said with a smile: "I just touched the snow, let's see how anxious you are."

It was rare for the chief guard to put on a straight face, "Your Majesty, throw the snow away."

"Okay, okay," Gu Yuanbai threw the snow, and stretched his hands in front of the chief guard, helplessly, "You are always too careful."

The head guard carefully held Gu Yuanbai's fingertips, and carefully wiped off the wet water and snow from the palm of the Holy Master with a handkerchief.The Holy Majesty's skin was delicate, and after only a moment of ice and snow in his hands, the fingertips of his ten fingers had already turned an attractive pink color.

The palm is delicate, and the veins have to melt into the soft skin. It takes the chief guard to be careful, so as not to leave a red mark on the hands of the Holy Majesty.

It's no wonder that other people cared about him carefully, it's really that Gu Yuanbai's body cannot be separated from other people's meticulous service.

When there was no more snow in his palms, the head guard respectfully let go of the Holy Majesty's hands, and then carefully spread out the leather gloves and put them on. The brown gloves covered Bai Yingying's hands and extended to the sleeves.

Gu Yuanbai raised his hand and gently sniffed the smell of the glove. The treatment was very clean, only the smell of smoke was present. He nodded and said with a smile, "Let me take a look at the snow scene."

But when enjoying the scenery, the guards were muffled and unable to speak, Gu Yuanbai felt that he had found the wrong person.He thought and thought, and thought of the public opinion talent he took a fancy to that day.

It seems to be called Chang Yuyan?

In the Shaoqing Mansion of Dali Temple.

Chang Yuyan was writing an article, when he suddenly heard a noise outside the study, he frowned, suppressed the anger of being disturbed, and quickly opened the door: "What are you doing?!"

The servant next to his father was hurriedly leading people towards this side, and when he saw him open the door, he raised his voice and shouted: "Master! Your Majesty invites you to enter the palace to accompany him!"

Chang Yuyan's hand holding the door shook, "What?"

The people from the palace were still following behind, the young servant was in a hurry, and ran over first, urging: "Master, quickly change your clothes, the Holy Majesty will let you enter the palace to enjoy the snow!"

Chang Yuyan swallowed his saliva, feeling flustered and pleasantly surprised, he hurriedly turned around and changed his clothes, and the people from the palace followed closely behind, seeing him in such a hurry, he stopped him: "Young Master Chang, don't bother , there is nothing wrong with this body, let's enter the palace with the younger one first, so as not to make the Holy Majesty wait too long."

Chang Yuyan said in shame: "I smell like ink all over my body."

"No problem," the palace man said urgently, "Young Master Chang, don't worry, the Holy Majesty will not blame you for this."

This is not a question of whether to blame or not, it is a question of how he looks in the eyes of the Holy One.

Chang Yuyan's heart was complicated, but in the end he was overwhelmed by the joy of being summoned by the Holy Spirit. He gave up his entanglement and was about to leave with the palace servants, but suddenly remembered something, hurried back to the study, took a book and rolled it up in his sleeve. Then go out again.

A carriage was sent from the palace, and Chang Yuyan got into the carriage, feeling a little suffocated for a while, he raised his hand to touch his face, only to realize that his face had already become hot.

Chang Yuyan actually didn't admire the Holy Majesty so much before.

Xue Yuan is a wolf dog, Chang Yuyan can play with him, his nature is mixed with indulgence, he dared to write those thirteen poems that offended the powerful, not because he was angry about it, nor was he worried about the country Concerned about the people.It was because he wanted to fight against his father. Apart from this, the more important thing was to earn a good reputation.

Chang Yuyan's poems are worried about the common people in the world, but he enjoys the fine wine and food with peace of mind, brocade silk and satin. The appearance of gold and jade.

Fame, for literati, is sometimes more useful than power and money, and sometimes it can even save life.

At the time of the inspection system, literati wanted to be officials and needed to build a reputation for themselves. "Lying on the ice and begging for a carp" and "Kong Rong giving pears" are all the results of spreading far and wide behind the literati's family. This is an unspoken rule among scholars. .Chang Yuyan's family didn't make him famous until he became crowned, so Chang Yuyan had no choice but to come by himself.

It is not bad for Chang Yuyan to let the powerful hands relegate his father.

It is conceivable that this time the Holy Majesty sent him to accompany him in the palace, and his reputation must have played a big role.While Chang Yuyan despised himself, he felt lucky at the same time.

If he had no reputation, maybe the Holy Majesty would never take a look at him.

The palace attendant drove the carriage rattling along the road. After the snow, everyone in the capital was huddled at home. Chang Yuyan's head was hot. He lowered his head to tidy himself up several times, and felt that his body still smelled of ink. How could he Going to see His Majesty with this appearance?

Chang Yuyan moved to the car window, opened the window to blow some cold air to calm down, and after finally calming down, Chang Yuyan suddenly saw the figures of Tang Mian, the son of Minister of the Household Department, and Li Yan, the son of Pingchang Marquis, in the small room. The entrance of the alley flashed by.

One is the son of an important official, and the other is the son of a distinguished prince. Even if they are close in the school, they should avoid suspicion when they are outside, right?

And if I read it right... Chang Yuyan squinted his eyes, but unfortunately the carriage passed by, he only took a quick glance, but if he read it right, the two of them should be holding two paintings?

Gu Yuanbai walked while watching. After putting on the leather gloves, no one stopped him from touching the snow.

When Chang Yuyan came over, the Holy Majesty was asking someone to carry a jar, and he was carefully sweeping the thick snow from the plum blossoms into the jar.The snow falls on the plum blossoms. After a night of brewing, the snow is also contaminated with the fragrance of the plum blossoms. After the snow is melted and used to make tea, it will have a special taste.

Chang Yuyan stepped forward and bowed, nervously said: "Boy pay homage to His Majesty."

"You don't need to be too polite." The Holy Majesty put down the work at hand, and personally supported Chang Yuyan's arms, "You were very reserved when I saw you last time. Today I called you here to enjoy the snow, so don't be so nervous."

As soon as Gu Yuanbai grasped Chang Yuyan's arm, he felt the tight skin under his clothes, and said with a dumbfounded smile, "Is I really that scary?"

Chang Yuyan's face turned hot, and he quietly raised his eyes to look.

Gu Yuanbai was already smiling and leading him to continue walking, the guards followed five paces away, and the maids took the jars and continued to collect the spring snow under the plum blossoms.

On weekdays, Gu Yuanbai would not wear dragon robes, he only wore ordinary clothes, with dark patterns embroidered on the corners of the ordinary clothes in a low-key way, as if there were dragons clinging to them while walking.

There were a few snow-stained plum blossoms mixed with the black silk that fell behind him. Chang Yuyan saw it and took a few more glances, but he was embarrassed to remind him.

After visiting the snow scene in the palace, Chang Yuyan was stayed by the Holy Majesty for dinner.After dinner, seeing that he was about to leave, Chang Yuyan plucked up the courage and took out the collection of poems from his sleeve. Even at this moment, he couldn't help but sigh at his thick skin, "My lord, this is the boy who The collection of poems that has been sorted out is the poems that have caught the eye in the past, as well as the gains since returning from the last visit to the garden. If the Holy One does not dislike it, I want to dedicate this to the Holy One."

A thin collection of poems, this should still be the original manuscript, with small crumpled folds on it.

Gu Yuanbai is also very interested in the new poems of this talent with the potential of public opinion talents. If it is a good work, then he believes that it will definitely spread throughout the capital very soon.

The previous leather gloves had been taken off before the meal, Gu Yuanbai flipped through the poetry collection with a smile, glanced at it casually, and the smile deepened.

Compared with the thirteen poems satirizing the rich and powerful he wrote before, this work caters to the ruler's taste.

Gu Yuanbai handed the collection of poems to Tian Fusheng for safekeeping, suddenly remembered something, and smiled narrowly, "Should Yuyan and the eldest son of General Xue's family be good friends?"

Chang Yu couldn't understand, so he nodded cautiously: "Yes."

Gu Yuanbai said slowly: "A few days ago, I heard that Xue Jiuyao had injured both knees. Do you know about this?"

Jiuyao is Xue Yuan's word.

Chang Yuyan was taken aback, what?

Seeing his ignorant expression, Gu Yuanbai frowned, and said with a leisurely smile: "When Yuyan leaves the palace, why don't you go to Xue's mansion to take a look. Say hello to General Xue and Xue Jiuyao for me. In a word, if they need it, I can send the royal doctor in the palace to the Xue residence for diagnosis and treatment."

The Holy Majesty said slowly: "After all, he is the son of my beloved Qing, the future general of Daheng, if something happens to him, it will really be Daheng's loss."

The author has something to say: Xue Yuan: Thank you for the invitation, when you sit at home, your love rival comes from heaven.