I Rely on Beauty to Stabilize the Country

The craftsmen in the palace will distribute the kangs to the princes, ministers, clans and dignitaries in the capital in batches. Among the first batch, there is the name of the Xue family.

After Mrs. Xue found out about this, she and her daughter-in-law went up and down to clean up the places that needed to be heated.

After instructing the servants in the mansion where to start cleaning, Mrs. Xue led the people and went to Xue Yuan's door worriedly.

Since she found a box of jade under Xue Yuan's bed last time, Xue Yuan forbade anyone from entering his room.After all, Mrs. Xue sent the box of jade back to him.But no matter how absurd it is, the jade power must be hidden before the Holy One sends someone to the kang.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Xue wiped her tears again, and said to the servant girl who was supporting her: "Madam, do you miss Eldest Young Master?"

"I miss what he is doing," Mrs. Xue's tears wet a veil, "A good boy, he insists on harming others..."

He even kissed and touched people, Xue Yuan looked like a bandit, maybe how he forced others.

Mrs. Xue cried all the way to Xue Yuan's room, but when she sent someone to clean it, she found that the jade under Xue Yuan's bed was gone.

Mrs. Xue's face turned cold suddenly, and her heart felt cold, "Who has ever entered the eldest son's house?"

The servant girl was silent for a while, and a servant girl stepped forward and said, "Mrs., when the Holy Majesty came to Xue's residence, he asked the little one to lead the way and came to the eldest son's room once."

Mrs. Xue just felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand up, "Then you, what did the Holy One take away?"

The boy wondered: "I don't know."

Mrs. Xue thought of the worst possibility, she was almost out of breath, and almost pouted in one breath.

After a few days, the one who advanced to Xue's mansion than the people in Pan Kang was the one who delivered the letter.

It was a letter from Xue Yuan to Xue Lin.

Xue Lin, who was lying on the bed, trembled when he heard Xue Yuan's name, but he didn't dare not accept it. The letter was in his hands, and when he opened it, his eyes turned black, wishing he couldn't read.

It was just a letter sent back by Xue Yuan from Northern Xinjiang.

Naturally, it was not a family letter, but a threatening letter with a leisurely tone. If Xue Lin did not follow Xue Yuan's words, Xue Lin would never get up from the bed.

Xue Lin couldn't hold back, holding the letter and crying.

After crying, he regained his composure and said in exchange for humanity: "Look, this time it was arranged by the eldest son, so don't play tricks. Send someone to keep an eye on these people, Chu Wei, Zhang Xu... Hey, why is there Chang Yuyan?"

The servant obeyed obediently, and asked again: "After staring at them?"

"Go and see who is closer to the Holy One," Xue Lin said, choking up again, "Your Highness Ninety-Five, how dare I spy on the whereabouts of the Holy One. But if I don't do it, I don't want my hands." You tell those who are staring at these guys to pay attention, if anyone gets the favor of the Holy One and stays with the Holy One every day, then secretly find an opportunity to kill them," Xue Lin wiped his neck, " understand?"

The boy nodded and asked one more question: "Is it the same for Master Chang?"

Xue Lin gloated for a while, "Brother can kill me when he gets angry. A Chang Yuyan, a childhood friend whom I haven't seen for more than ten years, do you think Big Brother will spare him?"

"Little one understands." The servant led the way and left.

This letter was written by Xue Yuan in northern Xinjiang, and it was a letter he wrote before he was stimulated to run back to the capital from northern Xinjiang.At that time, because the envelope he sent to Gu Yuanbai did not get a response for several months, Xue Yuan thought that the Holy Majesty had forgotten him, and this letter sent to Xue Lin was to ask Xue Lin to see if the Holy Majesty was there. Was it bewitched by other people when Xue Yuan was away, was it a matter of becoming intimate with other people, if so, then write down who it is.

"Those who are close to him, those who are laughed at by him, and those who touch him," the tone of Mr. Xue's letter was lazy, but as gloomy as a dog guarding food, "remember them one by one, write to I."

These are Xue Yuan's original words.

Xue Lin guessed that he planned to kill all these people himself.

Second Master Xue thought that he knew Xue Yuan well and knew Xue Yuan was ruthless. Although Xue Yuan did not expressly intend to deal with these people in the letter, Xue Lin also had ideas, and he wanted to further please Xue Yuan.

What if Xue Yuan is happy when someone dies, so he doesn't care about his attempt to murder Mrs. Xue?

With the heating of the kang in the palace, there was also an upsurge of the kang among the officials.

But now is the time when the emperor bestows gifts, only the emperor can decide which family will be able to cook the kang, and after a round of rewards is over, he can invite someone to come to his home to cook the kang.

It was also at this moment that the imperial court released the news that folk carpenters could learn the method of pan-kang.The royal craftsmen took the initiative to teach, but they had to pay a share of money for each kang.

The money collected is not much, and the fee for teaching them is not charged. The imperial court has always been tolerant to the people. This move is equivalent to distributing this cornucopia to the craftsmen all over the world.

As soon as the news was released, the craftsmen in the capital didn't even hesitate, and immediately went to the government to sign up for study. When they arrived at the gate of the government, there was already a long queue.

An old craftsman saw that almost all the craftsmen he knew were already here. The old craftsman sighed along with his apprentices, "They all came to learn how to make a kang."

The apprentice stood on tiptoe, looked back and forth, and clicked his tongue: "Why are there so many people!"

"There are not many people here," said the old craftsman. "I heard from the government that the method of panning the kang is amazing! After you learn how to do it, you can eat for a lifetime with just this skill."

The apprentice doubted: "Is it possible?"

"Why not!" The old craftsman counted for him, "How many people do we have in Daheng? I have never heard of any way to untangle the kang before. If everyone wants to untangle the kang, you can untangle one every day, and you will spend your whole life. There is no end to life. If there are too many people, you have to build a new house. If there are too many new houses, you have to build a kang. Everyone is afraid of the cold. If you can build a kang, who doesn’t want to build a kang?”

The apprentice was taken aback for a while, "Yes."

"Large families have more pans, up and down, dozens of kang noodles," the old craftsman couldn't help laughing, "I have to get busy this winter!"

Really busy this winter.

Most of the officials in the imperial court are representatives of various schools, so their literary talents are naturally not inferior.When the kang is fully completed, when lying on it, the warm heat penetrates into the limbs from under the body, so comfortable that people don't even want to move their fingers, tired from the inside out, just want to just close it like this Close your eyes and sleep.

Just imagine, there is heavy snow outside in winter, but they can enjoy the heat on the kang, drink warm wine, and sometimes put some side dishes on the table, and they can watch the heavy snow outside the window leisurely.

These days are really like fairy days.

So after experiencing the kang, all the officials became very enthusiastic about poetry, and articles and poems spread from the capital to the north and south, all of which were "Ode to Kang".

It's just that when the excitement was high and the clever works were repeated, the officials couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, why did the Holy One call this thing a heated kang?The name is simple and rough, and always loses a bit of poetry.

The Holy Majesty, who was secretly guessed by his courtiers that he would not be named, was lying on the kang he had just set up, dealing with the remaining government affairs of the previous few days.

He was half lying on half a pillow, his black hair hanging on the outside of his arms, and he sometimes frowned and sometimes smiled when he watched the memorial.

The smell of tea was wafting, Gu Yuanbai finished reading the memorial, and said, "This Fujian official is really interesting. No wonder the Zhengshitang handed this memorial to me."

Tian Fusheng was curious: "Your Majesty thinks the writing is good?"

Gu Yuanbai got up, took a wet handkerchief from him and wiped his hands and face, "It's not good, and it's not bad either. His paperwork is about the ten advantages and ten disadvantages of the customs. In my eyes, it's probably true. Something that has something to say, and earnestly reminds me not to forget the training of the navy, the importance of the navy is not inferior to the army."

With that said, Gu Yuanbai picked up the memorial and glanced at it again: "It happens to be the magistrate of a county in Linhai, called Lin Zhicheng, does this name sound familiar to you?"

Tian Fusheng thought for a while, then said hesitantly: "It seems to be a little familiar, but I don't remember it."

Gu Yuanbai just asked casually, "Then let the people from the Political Affairs Hall transfer his file later."

Tian Fusheng agreed, and while waiting aside, he couldn't help thinking about who this Lin Zhicheng was, and why he had some vague impressions.The more he thought about it, the more he felt familiar, scratching his head and scratching his head, and finally his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said to His Majesty, "My Majesty, I remember who that Lin Zhicheng is!"

Gu Yuanbai said casually, "Who is it?"

"It was the pirate who was subdued by the late emperor!" Tian Fusheng spoke quickly, "The man from Lin Zhicheng was chivalrous and courageous when he was young. He was the leader of the pirates at that time. He was the leader of the pirates in Zhejiang and Fujian. After establishing various gangs and factions, Lin Zhicheng led his people to wipe out many pirates in that sea area, and sat alone in the thousands of miles of sea territory. Because he wiped out these pirates and made great achievements in cleaning the sea, he wrote many times to ask Daheng to vigorously develop Maritime trade, but when he wrote the letter, the late emperor knew that he was the only one who dominated the sea areas of Fujian and Zhejiang, so he drove the navy to plan to encircle Lin Zhicheng." ①

Gu Yuanbai was fascinated by what he heard, "What happened next?"

"Many of Lin Zhicheng's subordinates fled to Fusang under the siege of the imperial court, but Lin Zhicheng put aside his position as the pirate leader, took the initiative to go ashore, and agreed to the imperial court's recruitment. The late emperor put him in a place near the sea and became Fuzhou. a county magistrate."

Gu Yuanbai was almost stunned. He got up and paced back and forth, sighing several times, "Such a character, such a hero, the late emperor made him a small county magistrate? What a pity, what a pity."

Tian Fusheng seldom saw His Majesty like this. His Majesty has no preference for rare treasures, but his desire for talents is something that all scholars in Daheng know. When he thought about it, he also felt very painful. It's as uncomfortable as losing gold, "Lin Zhicheng seems to have been in the post of county magistrate for five years."

Gu Yuanbai stopped walking, "Five years? Daheng's county magistrate's term is changed every three years."

Tian Fusheng said: "It seems that the county magistrate of one place was transferred to another place as the magistrate."

Gu Yuanbai: "..."

How many treasures did the late Emperor and Lu Feng bury in such positions?As the first emperor was Gu Yuanbai's father, it was not easy for Gu Yuanbai to blame him.At such a time, you have to take out Lu Feng as a shield and pull it out to vent your anger.After scolding Lu Feng in his heart, Gu Yuanbai finally felt relieved. He put Lin Zhicheng's notebook aside and planned to take a good look at his file tomorrow.

He had a hunch that he was going to pick up a famous general who would go down in history.