Where are the scumbags? [Quick Transmigration]

It was dawn, and Jiang Yan was the first to wake up because he was used to getting up early and reading.He was still in a daze for the first moment when he opened his eyes, but he froze slightly when he woke up the next moment. At the same time, he immediately lowered his head to look at the little emperor in his arms.

The boy was still sleeping peacefully at the moment, with his back against Tang Yang and his head against his chest, lying on his side curled up into a small ball.Obviously violent and volatile, like the sharp knife he wears close to his body, he can kill people at any time, but his skin is more delicate and soft than a baby's, and the cheek against his chest is so soft that his heart suddenly softens.

Jiang Yan's slightly stiff body gradually relaxed, and he turned around to find that Tang Yang had also woken up, staring at the side face of the little emperor without blinking, not knowing what he was thinking.The young man was clearly wrapped in warmth, but his body temperature was still cold, his whole body was like ice——wondering whether his heart was also like a piece of solid ice, which could not be melted with all his might.

The early birds outside the window were chirping, the breeze was blowing in from the window, and the air in early autumn made people feel comfortable and refreshed. Neither Jiang Yan nor Tang Yang moved, they just watched the little emperor's sleeping face quietly waiting for him to slow down. Wake up slowly.

However, the little emperor suddenly frowned as if in a nightmare, tossing and turning restlessly, as if he was muttering something in his sleep, calling a name vaguely.

"...Your Majesty?" Jiang Yan didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only tentatively wake him up.

But shouting was of no avail, the little emperor became more and more immersed in the nightmare, unable to extricate himself from it, his long eyelashes trembled violently, and the end of his eyes seemed wet, until finally he sat up suddenly, "...Yan Tianqing don't want it!"

Xia Xi panted heavily, and sat with her eyes open in a daze, the black pupils were filled with indescribable pain.

The too intense pain made his eyes look even colder, without a trace of warmth.Tang Yang stared fixedly, unexpectedly feeling that the pain would permeate into his soul through the young man's eyes, he couldn't help but tighten his heart, recalling the name he had never heard before, pressing down on the inexplicable distress he felt for the little emperor, and then Called: "Your Majesty?"

The little emperor finally came back to his senses, raised his head slightly, and Tang Yang realized that the wetness at the end of his eyes that he had seen before was not wrong - a tear fell with his movement.

Xia Xi dreamed of the scene where Yan Tianqing shot himself.

The pain in his heart constricted reappeared again, and the oppressive feeling made him unable to breathe.What made him even more horrified was that after Yan Tianqing fell down, his face turned into Jiang Zhanwei.

The boy seemed completely unaware that he was crying, and remained expressionless.The cheeks wet with tears are like petals stained with morning dew, looking innocent and beautiful, it is hard to imagine that such a beautiful gesture is actually immersed in pain.

However, the little emperor quickly woke up completely, as if the pain just now was all an illusion, and Ju Gao ordered: "Serve me to get dressed."

The palace servants also quickly entered the door with their toiletries. This is probably the advantage of being an emperor. You can do nothing and let a group of people serve you.Xia Xi looked at the bamboo salt for cleaning teeth and the small porcelain bowl for gargling, and suddenly had an idea.

Since the level of contemporary ceramic manufacturing is so high, why can’t we make waterproof and airtight cans, just like the canned food sold in the modern world, which has a certain shelf life and is ready to eat, so you don’t need to bother to start a fire to cook.

Regardless of floods or plagues, the first thing the victims want is clean food that can wrap their stomachs. Thinking of this, Xia Xi went straight to the case before finishing her hair, and took a pen to outline the shape of the airtight jar.

The little eunuch with curly hair thought he had offended the emperor, and immediately knelt down in fright, but saw that the little emperor didn't care about him at all. This indescribable earnestness and concentration makes people unable to move their eyes away.

The technical difficulty of sealing the can is actually not that big, the important thing is the shape and the design of the lid, which should not be fragile and tightly sealed.The shape quickly followed on the paper, and detailed markings were made from the thickness to the width of the can mouth.Xia Xi stopped writing, but his mind never stopped. ——Through studying the memorials in various places last night, he has been able to fully confirm that the production level, official system, and even the geographical environment of this fictional world are surprisingly consistent with those in the late Han Dynasty in China. Then Can some of the essence of the Sui and Tang Dynasties be applied in advance?

From the Han to the Three Kingdoms and the Sui and Tang Dynasties, because the times are not far apart, the implementation will not be as difficult and abrupt as modern products.Recall all the constructive reforms and developments in the Sui and Tang Dynasties: opening the Grand Canal, revitalizing the imperial examination, developing commerce, implementing the land equalization system, innovating agricultural and irrigation tools, improving the three provinces and six departments that existed at the end of the Han Dynasty...

In particular, the Grand Canal achieved several successes in one fell swoop, except for dredging water conservancy——is it true that Emperor Sui Yang was overthrown because of digging the Grand Canal and wasting money and labor?After digging, can Rong Zhan enjoy the benefits?

Thanks to the side mission of "Xiuwai Huizhong" in the first world, Xia Xi still knows all kinds of historical records very clearly, and with the assistance of 027, he keeps writing all the Sui and Tang Dynasties that can be applied to the current situation. The policies or tools of the pattern are written and drawn.

Before I knew it, it was already noon.

Except for Xiao Fu, all the palace people have retreated silently, waiting outside the palace. Only Jiang Yan and Tang Yang watched the little emperor frowning and thinking while writing seriously, but they didn't know why they didn't leave, but they didn't dare Hastily stepped forward to interrupt, until Xia Xi stopped writing for a while due to stomach discomfort, only then did he see the two people silently by the side.

"Notify all the ministers that tomorrow will be the morning court, and no one will be absent."

This was a word that stirred up a thousand waves, and all the ministers couldn't help but get nervous. The first reaction was not that the little emperor finally started to concentrate on political affairs, but that he thought of some new fun to toss people.

The last time the little emperor came to the court was more than half a year ago. It was just at noon when he suddenly said that he would go to the court. Some of the ministers from far away came a little late. Two people's heads were broken.Thinking of this, the ministers became even more disturbed, wondering how many people would lose their heads this time.

Xia Xiquan was completely unaware of all this, and after a hasty lunch, he devoted himself to the unfinished regulations.It was not until the evening that he finally finished writing, and asked Jiang Yan who was reading quietly at the desk on the other side: "How many people are in charge of the Ministry of Industry?"

Jiang Yan was actually reading, but for some reason he didn't read a few pages, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the little emperor.The side face of the young man who was serious about writing was so delicate and beautiful, like a gentle picture scroll, that he couldn't take his eyes back.

"Three people," Jiang Yan replied respectfully: "Master Li Xing is the main one, then Master Liu Yanzhong, and..."

"Help me make three copies of this." Xia Xi threw a stack of papers at Tang Yang before he finished speaking.Because of the infusion of internal force, the paper fell in front of Tang Yang quickly and steadily, and asked again: "Where is the official department?"

"Two people," Jiang Yan figured out the personality of the little emperor this time, and only picked the main one and said: "The leader is Lord Wang Qi."

"Then make two copies of this." Another stack of papers was thrown out, and this time it landed in front of Jiang Yan.

Everything should be done step by step. This time, Xia Xi only planned to implement flood control and imperial examination first.At the end of the day, not only did my hands feel sore from writing, but I was also a little dizzy. I rubbed my forehead uncomfortably, and went straight to bed without eating dinner.

They didn't know how shocked the two people who got the paper were.

Floods in the south every year, this is almost the most troublesome event in history, Tang Yang had already done some research on this, and the "Ten Rules for Flood Control" thrown by the little emperor were really quick and effective, such as the method of cutting the bay to make it straight, strengthening the levee, and dredging the river. , each of which is concise and to the point.Jiang Yan was also very excited about the "Imperial Examination Law" in his hand. He had also conceived the idea of ​​using examinations to select talents more fairly, instead of relying on officials' recommendations, but it was not as detailed as the little emperor's writing, and he even wrote to the details of each step of execution.

Jiang Yan wanted to discuss it with the little emperor almost now, but looked at the boy's slightly tired sleeping face through the gauze curtain and retreated slightly.

In fact, Xia Xi didn't sleep well, he started dreaming again in a drowsy state, and then woke up unsteadily.When he opened his eyes, he saw Tang Yang: "Your Majesty had a nightmare again?"

I can't tell if it's jealousy or what, but Tang Yang really wants to know who the boy called out in the morning, "What did Your Majesty dream about?"

Xia Xi also couldn't remember the content of this dream, only felt a dull pain in his heart, and his mood also became irritable and out of control.Even if he is completely ignored, it does not prevent Tang Yang from displaying his shameless style and pretending to be wronged: "Who is Your Majesty thinking about? Your Majesty is thinking about others in front of the minister, and the minister is so sad..."

The boy was only wearing a snow-white undershirt, and his slender and seductive waistline was more obvious. Tang Yang touched the boy's waist again and blew into his ear: "Let me serve you tonight..."

With a bang, it was the bedpost that was smashed this time.

Tang Yang didn't have the good luck of last time, he fell to the ground due to the wind of his palm, and even tasted a trace of blood in his throat.This time not only the palace people, but even the guards came in. Tang Yang raised his head and looked at the expressionless young man. At this moment, the tips of his ears were slightly red from blowing air. Coupled with his cold and proud expression, Tang Yang was obviously expressionless But no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the boy was so cute that he softened his heart to the point of utter confusion.

It's just like a magic barrier.Tang Yang couldn't help but curse secretly, and then saw the little emperor waved away the guards, and walked up to him step by step.

Inexplicably, he felt that every step of the other party was like stepping on his heart, and then his heart was firmly stepped on, and the young man's feet firmly stepped on him, like stepping on an ant. So much that it made him feel sore, "Next time, I'll cut off your hand."

The soft voice was as dangerous as a poisonous snake spitting out a letter. The young man's face was always sickly pale due to his evil skills. The red lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling matched his pale and delicate face, which was beautiful and evil.

Tang Yang didn't know whether he was being trampled to suffocation or amazed to suffocation,—the devil probably wants to be so beautiful that people can suffocate, otherwise how can they lead people to hell?

Although the little emperor said that it was early morning, all the ministers moved forward by more than half an hour.

So when Xia Xi sat on the dragon chair, except for Jiang Yan and Tang Yang, who were not much older than him, all the officials had been there for a long time, knelt on the ground trembling, and shouted long live long live.

"Flat body."

The little emperor's voice was actually pleasant. After all the officials got up carefully, they didn't see a trace of hostility on the young man's face for the first time.

Could it be that the little emperor is really ready to be diligent?Everyone couldn't help but slowly relax, and when the chief eunuch asked loudly if there was anything to start playing, they boldly started playing.

The little emperor has not dealt with the government affairs for so long, and the government affairs are already in chaos. What's more, there are too many officials and various factions.So Xia Xi only listened to the officials below to report to him one by one: Master Zhang's domestic slaves are arrogant and arrogant, Master Wu dotes on concubines and destroys wives, and openly robs people's daughters. Breaking the law, Lord X should be promoted, Lord X should be demoted...

Someone raised it and someone refuted it, and the scene became more and more noisy. Xia Xi's hostility finally began to rise uncontrollably.

boom--

The sound of porcelain shattering came suddenly, but it was actually not loud, but it calmed down the noisy court all of a sudden.

I saw a cup was crushed by the little emperor's hands, and turned into powder little by little.

All the ministers who had played just now were stunned for a few seconds, and then all knelt down involuntarily. Some of them even broke out in cold sweat, and stammered an explanation: "Minister, minister..."

"I don't care about your crap."

In the suffocating silence, the little emperor finally opened his mouth and said such a sentence.

"I don't care whether you are fighting each other or forming a clique for personal gain." Xia Xi clapped her hands lightly, shaking off the powder in her hands with murderous intent, "I only care about whether you can do what I have told you well.— —People from the Ministry of Industry come out.”

The three people from the Ministry of Industry hurriedly stepped forward, and Xia Xi threw three copies of "Ten Rules for Water Control" in front of them one by one, "It is raining heavily in the south, and there will be floods after one month. I have written all the methods for controlling floods on it. I need you to give me an answer tomorrow and tell me who can take this matter next."

In the two full years since his ascension to the throne, the little emperor has only been able to count on his fingers the number of times he went to court, and it was astonishing that if he didn't go to court, he was surprised by the fact that he went to court once. The people in the Ministry of Industry looked at the contents of the paper, and the shock in their hearts continued to expand, only to hear the little emperor continue: "I know that floods are not something that can be solved overnight, so you just need to minimize the impact of this flood on the people according to the method I wrote. You can raise the manpower and material resources needed, and you will be promoted to a higher rank after the matter is completed, but if you dare Perfunctory actions lead to unsatisfactory results," paused, "I will let you realize what even death is a luxury."

The little emperor's tone was very slow, but every word could not be refused.The whole person is full of confidence and domineering, exuding a dazzling brilliance, like a mature king who really controls the world, so dazzling that Tang Yang can't help squinting his eyes slightly.

In fact, Xia Xi's idea can be summed up in one sentence, which is to assign things to people and assign responsibilities to people, so that those who are able can't leave.I am a tyrant in the first place, if you don’t accept it, come and overthrow me——Anyway, I’m not afraid of being overthrown.