I engaged in modernization in ancient times

That night, Zhenbei Prince's Mansion couldn't sleep no matter what, even Nanyi was lying on the window, looking at the Desert Eagle King under the moonlight and muttering.

He hasn't left the young master's side for half a step recently, where did the young master come from for the food?

Those refugees have basically arrived outside Liangjing City, that is to say, immediately, now, they need a lot of food.

Even if a large amount of crops can be cultivated suddenly now, it is impossible to have food immediately, right?

Can't figure it out.

I couldn't sleep, so I just took some dried meat and fed it to the Desert Eagle King in the yard.

As a result, Mo Shaoheng slept soundly in the next room.

Nan Yi: "..."

Well, the young master is so cunning, well, such a smart person is not worried, so what is he worried about.

He also went back to sleep.

Desert Eagle King: "..."

You keep the jerky instead.

In fact, besides the Zhenbei Palace, there are many people who are concerned about this matter as well. They can't sleep all night. Obviously, the truth of the biggest mystery will be revealed soon, but the closer the time is, the more they will be concerned.

Day two.

As soon as the day was over, the people in the palace came to pass the decree, asking Mo Shaoheng to enter the golden hall to face the saint.

Mo Shaoheng took a bath and changed his clothes. This is the custom of the Beiliang court. Before going to court, one needs to use a mirror to straighten one's clothes, so as to straighten one's body.

When going out, it was the old lady and Mrs. Yong'an who personally sent her out.

The old lady and Mrs. Yong'an wanted to say something, but they finally said, "Come back early."

Because what they say can't change the result now, they put all their expectations in this sentence.

Mo Shaoheng replied, "Don't worry, I can go back before noon. At noon, I will have a literary battle with the celebrities from Nanli."

Everyone: "..."

Where is the time to think about those literary fights?Shouldn't we focus on the coming difficulties?

Mo Shaoheng got into the carriage, and on the way to the palace, the eagle flag on the carriage attracted a lot of attention. They knew who was on the carriage and what he was going to do now.

No one is looking for trouble, and there are even fewer voices to discuss. There is no way, all the discussions that can be discussed these days are over.

The only thing they have to do now is to wait, wait for Mo Shaoheng's boastful rhetoric seven days ago, which is now like a joke.

No one can see the possibility of realization, not at all.

After entering the palace, the father-in-law from the hall came to ask Mo Shaoheng to enter the Golden Palace. It is estimated that everyone was waiting for this result, so the saint simply dealt with this matter first.

Mo Shaoheng was still dressed in Chinese robes, and entered the Golden Palace with his long hair fluttering around the Guqin in his arms.

The golden light of the rising sun happened to shine into the Golden Palace, and Mo Shaoheng in the morning light caught the attention of countless people.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if Mo Shaoheng hadn't caused so many troubles, even the literati in Beiliang would have admired his elegance.

Previously, the scene of Mo Shaoheng arguing with the ministers in the Golden Palace was still yesterday.

Quiet as a virgin, gorgeous as peaches and plums, peerless in style, like no other at any time.

The eyes of everyone were also a little strange.

One is, is Mo Shaoheng really not afraid at all?If he can't give a satisfactory answer to everyone today, the time for his death will come.

Second, they also received the news that there is only one box of silkworm seeds or cotton seeds.

It was so cunning that he took advantage of a loophole.

Mo Shaoheng gave a salute with the most standard etiquette in Beiliang, "Mo Shaoheng answered the call and met the saint."

A gentle voice called everyone back to the scene.

Everyone recovered.

Censor Zhou Zheng'an came out, "The seven-day agreement has passed, dare to ask the prince, where is the food?"

Straight to the point, without sloppy.

Everyone couldn't help pricking up their ears.

Mo Shaoheng glanced at it, and only replied, "I'll be there soon."

To tell the truth, everyone is still waiting for Mo Shaoheng's tongue to bloom like last time, but they also know that even if Mo Shaoheng can make a hole in the sky today, as long as there is no food, it will be useless.

But who would have thought that there were only four words.

Still such unexpected four words.

Food coming soon?

So true.Doubt, puzzled.

Is Mo Shaoheng making fun of them?

For a moment, the originally solemn Golden Palace was filled with discussions, like a noisy downtown.

"Quiet." It was the Minister of the Ministry of Rites who scolded, and then the order was restored.

At this time, Zhou Zhengan, the imperial historian, continued, "Mo Shaoheng, if you speak nonsense, do you know what crime you should be guilty of?"

Mo Shaoheng was still a little surprised, he originally thought that the crown prince Zhao Lan would come out to embarrass him, but he heard that several envoys from the Ministry of Rites who went to Nanli with him back then hanged themselves several times.

It's easy to die, but the culprit should be a little flustered, the best way is to make him unable to survive today's catastrophe.

But to my surprise, Zhao Lan just stood there today with a deep expression, without saying a word.

But this Zhou Zhengan, did he have a feud with Zhenbei Prince's Mansion?

Mo Shaoheng was about to speak out, but an indifferent voice sounded from the golden hall, "What are you panicking about?"

"Even if it's coming right away, it's only an hour or three quarters away."

It was Yan Wang Zhao Di's voice, his voice was indifferent, and he didn't even lift his head.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, as expected, there are big ice cubes everywhere, is this helping him or just maintaining order in the Golden Palace?It's really incomprehensible.

Mo Shaoheng looked at Zhao Di and said with a smile, "Actually, there is no need to wait for a moment."

Everyone: "..."

For some reason, the same thought sounded in everyone's mind at the same time, and Mo Shaoheng was about to go crazy again.

How is it possible that the food will arrive immediately?If a large amount of grain really entered the city, or even entered the palace, how could they not notice it at all.

What the hell is Mo Shaoheng doing?

At this time, suddenly, outside the hall, a father-in-law ran in with small steps, and his small steps were extremely fast.

You must know that when the courtiers are discussing, non-major events cannot be interrupted.

So it is said that once the father-in-law went to the palace, something important must have happened.

For a moment, only the sound of small broken steps remained.

And Tong Chuan had a strange expression on his father-in-law's face, and he even took a peek at Mo Shaoheng before standing still.

Singing, "To the saints, the food... has arrived."

In an instant, the entire Golden Palace was in an unprecedented uproar.

They all thought they had heard wrong, what did they hear?

Some people even ignored the etiquette in the palace, and almost picked up the father-in-law's collar when they stepped forward, "What did you say? The food has arrived?"

Many people also looked at Mo Shaoheng in unison, including Zhao Di, with disbelief on their faces.

Under Mo Shaoheng's unbelievable gaze, he didn't respond at all.

This is impossible, absolutely impossible.

Who knows what Mo Shaoheng has done in Liangjing these days?To put it bluntly, he is simply a representative of a dandy who is idle and does not miss his job. However, I heard that the game he made, the Battle of the Three Streets, is very popular with Wu Xun. Of course, the news is still sinking, and the details are not known yet. what is the reason.

Seeing Mo Shaoheng's unsurprised look, everyone was really embarrassed to ask him, and looked at the father-in-law Tong Chuan again.

Tong Chuan's father-in-law also looked puzzled, and continued, "Reporting to the sage, Li Yuan, the prince of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, asked to see him outside the hall, saying that he came to deliver food to Beiliang as promised by his son."

Everyone: "..."

Li Yuan, the prince of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, came to deliver food to Beiliang?

If he doesn't make trouble in Dongtang, they will all go to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Besides, Dongtang is called the upper kingdom of Dongtang, although it is rich, but the food needed this time is not a small amount, and Dongtang is somehow willing to help him tide over the difficulties in Beiliang?

Furthermore, Mo Shaoheng and the prince Li Yuan only met once, so this is the promise of the prince to deliver food?

For a while, it was full of doubts.

Behind the still high bead curtain, came the majestic voice of the sage, "Xuan."

Mo Shaoheng said to himself, here he comes, the biggest help for him to return to Beiliang.

He once told Nan Yi that if he really waited until Liangjing to lay out the layout, the grass on his grave would be three feet high.

The time agreed with Li Yuan was just right, and this Li Yuan really knows how to squeeze time, although he also knows that even if the sky falls, Li Yuan will arrive on time.

Yesterday, he asked the people in the mansion to wait at the gate of the city to wait for the news. Sure enough, yesterday evening, the news came that the Eastern Tang Prince Li Yuan had entered the capital. It was too late at that time, and the news did not spread in Liangjing.Li Yuan's chariot is very recognizable, because his chariot is not drawn by horses, but a white elephant. It is said that Sanzang, one of the five great masters in the world, brought it back when he traveled to unknown Buddhist countries.

Li Yuan was a disciple of the holy monk Sanzang, and he rode on this white elephant when he was traveling in various countries.

At this time, two people came from outside the hall.

Li Yuan, who is the leader, is not very old, even younger than Mo Shaoheng. He is full of agility, with a sense of beauty in his wealth.

In the middle of his forehead, there is a little red cinnabar, which is particularly eye-catching. If his hair is shaved, he must be a handsome young monk.

I heard that people in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, no matter men or women, like to put flowers on their foreheads, and they regard them as beauty.

Behind Li Yuan was a young man of about 23 or [-], dressed in green clothes, with a thin green lotus flower on his forehead, a three-foot long sword and a delicate gourd hanging from his waist, looking very elegant.

It is rumored that this person is a disciple of another master of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, that is, the direct disciple of the most mysterious master surnamed Li who guards the royal family of the Eastern Tang Dynasty. He is known as Qinglian Sword Lord. Known as one of the top masters under the master, he is the person who is most likely to become a master in the future.

But what is most popular about him is not his martial arts, but his poetry, which is also very strange.

Holding a sharp sword, free and easy.

Li Yuan walked to the middle of the main hall, cupped his hands neither humble nor overbearing, "I have seen the saints of Beiliang."

The sound is very special, giving people a sense of ethereal purity.

Now the people in the hall are actually a little impatient, but they still have to have the proper etiquette, "Your highness, can you gain anything from visiting my Beiliang?"

Li Yuan replied: "Beiliang's customs are very different from my Eastern Tang Dynasty. This trip has gained a lot of knowledge."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Mo Shaoheng, "What's more worthwhile of this trip is that I can meet such a talented and knowledgeable fellow as the son."

Everyone: "..."

Well, Mo Shaoheng's talent is indeed somewhat astonishing.

Li Yuan continued, "Since Linjiang bid farewell to Shizi, Yuan has not thought about food and drink every day, and cannot sleep at night, wishing to see Shizi again soon."

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, saying it made him feel nauseous, yes, he doesn't think about food and drink every day, but it's hard to say whether he thinks about people or other things.

Since ancient times, there is no benefit and it is too early.

Everyone: "..."

What happened to this Li Yuan?

There is something hidden in this tone, why does it sound so envious?

It seems to be right, even Chunlei and other peerless and famous pianos were given to Mo Shaoheng, how can ordinary people give such precious things?

Everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes at King Yan. Mo Shaoheng and King Yan had a marriage contract, so Prince Li Yuan might not be suitable.

King Yan is still wearing green today, which he thought looked pretty, but now...

Mo Shaoheng was also taken aback for a moment, what's going on?Why are these people secretly looking at him, Li Yuan, and Zhao Di?

The flames of gossip suddenly billowed and burned, and even Mo Shaoheng could feel the superiority, and the eyes of the saint seemed to be over.

Quickly coughed, "Everyone, don't forget the business."

He actually wanted to remind him.

Everyone thought, they haven't forgotten, isn't this a small episode in the middle, but I don't know if King Yan thinks it's just a small episode?

Although it was a marriage contract that no one took seriously, but the marriage contract was not broken after all, right? Mo Shaoheng's looks were indeed a bit dangerous.

For some reason, Mo Shaoheng secretly glanced in Zhao Di's direction.

I was still wondering, what did he look at, no one would take it seriously, okay, it's okay to talk about him, it's all because these people's eyes have become so weird.

Zhao Di still didn't respond, but the officials around him quietly dispersed. They felt cold and were afraid of being accidentally injured, so it was better to be cautious.

Of course, this is also a small episode.

Zhou Anzheng frowned and asked Li Yuan, "Your Highness, are you really here for food?"

All eyes were on Li Yuan.

Li Yuan: "How can this kind of thing be child's play?"

Everyone: "..."

But this kind of thing is not something that a prince can decide, right?

Li Yuan continued: "There are my Eastern Tang Guoshu as evidence."

Hiss, as soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of gasping, the credentials have arrived?

Even if Li Yuan is the prince, it is impossible for him to joke about this kind of thing, nor can he.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, the Li Yuan he met when he entered the border of Beiliang.

He went back to Liangjing, because he needed to conceal his identity along the way, so he was delayed for some time, and after he returned to Liangjing, he delayed until now.

During this period of time, Li Yuan made people rush back to Eastern Tang at all costs, especially for such a fast-moving master like Qinglian Sword Lord behind him, there was indeed enough time to send the letter of credence.

Afterwards, the young man with the blue lotus flower on his forehead took out a booklet, handed it to a father-in-law, and presented it to the saint.

In the national book, the jade seal imprint of the sage of the Eastern Tang Dynasty is clearly visible.

Li Yuan said directly, "I, the sage of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, is willing to lend Beiliang enough food to feed the Xunzhou refugees for a year."

"Beiliang only needs to repay the grain year by year within five years."

"No interest."

Li Yuan's voice was heard in everyone's ears like a dream.

Enough food for refugees for a year?This almost helped them completely solve the refugee food problem.

Can you return it year by year for five years?no interest?

After a while, someone came to his senses and asked, "What do I need to pay in Beiliang?"

Li Yuan replied: "Of course there are conditions. The Liangjing market is opened to Dongtang, and our Dongtang merchants are allowed to enter the Liangjing market to do business."

Everyone: "..."

That's it?

It can even be said that this is something that is beneficial to Beiliang. Let's see why Lidu in Nanli has become so prosperous. One of the reasons is that businessmen from various countries gather in Lidu.

In ancient times, because of the inconvenient transportation, it was impossible for goods to flood in in large quantities. On the contrary, it would facilitate the sale of goods from the country to farther places.

No other conditions?

All eyes turned to Mo Shaoheng, how did he do it?

Just because Mo Shaoheng is good-looking?How can there be such a good thing if it looks good?

Borrowing food seems simple, heh, if you really think so, you are a fool.

If you don't believe me, try asking Li Yuan to borrow food from someone else, and see if he will talk to you, let alone without any strings attached.

Food is a material for armaments. When your country is in trouble, others will just sit and watch the jokes and donate generously?lend a hand?I can only talk too much.

But now, it happened in front of me alive.

Zhou Anzheng was about to speak, when Li Yuan said, "My son and I hit it off right away, and we are inseparable. The son lamented the suffering of the refugees and almost became ill from worry. How could I stand by and watch? Doing my best is also to fulfill his wish. "

Everyone: "..."

You have met once, once.

Is there really a person in this world who can do everything for each other at first sight?

If Mo Shaoheng has the color of harming the country, then this Li Yuan is the seed of harming the country.

Of course, it was hard for them to say this, Li Yuan misled Dongtang because of his beauty, but Beiliang was the one who got the best deal.

Of course, many people don't believe such an excuse, but they actually come up with other reasons.

Doubt, my mind is full of doubts, to be honest, it's like dreaming.

But the content of the doubt has changed.

From the original huge mystery of how Mo Shaoheng could get the food, it became how he tricked Li Yuan into borrowing food, and succeeded in fooling him.

The fate between Mo Shaoheng and Li Yuan in Linjiang was witnessed by the ancient famous Qin Chunlei. This is how the name of Mo Shaoheng Linjiang Immortal came to be, just like the legendary stories in the storybook.

I thought the story was over, but no, the incredible story is still going on.

Open your mouth and ask questions?Why?It's unbelievable, but the fact is right in front of you. Others have solved the problem so easily. What right do you have to question a person who has accomplished something that you can't?

At this time, Mo Shaoheng cupped his hands and said loudly, "Saint, the seven-day agreement has ended, and Mo Shaoheng has come to deliver the order."

Loud.

Mo Shaoheng blocked everyone's mouths with facts.

Once this news gets out, I'm afraid it will shock the whole Liangjing.

Everyone looked at Li Yuan more and more strangely. If such a person became the Lord of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, he would be... probably...

It's really not good to judge others.

At this time, a voice suddenly came, "The refugee's food problem has been solved."

"But Mo Shaoheng caused the influx of refugees into Liangjing, and how to solve the homelessness?"

It was still Zhou Zhengan, the imperial historian, who was speaking, watching his nose, nose, nose, and heart, as if it wasn't him who was speaking.

Not only Mo Shaoheng, but everyone was also taken aback.

But Zhou Zhengan's words may not be unreasonable. Although it is rare for Mo Shaoheng to solve the refugee food problem, the refugee problem caused by the national war caused by him is only a part of it.

Mo Shaoheng also sighed, Nan Yi's identity is not disclosed, and his accusation cannot be cleared up no matter what.

At this time, the majestic voice of the saint came from the superior, "Leave this matter for now."

Everyone didn't speak. Although what Zhou Zhengan said just now was reasonable, when Mo Shaoheng agreed to the seven-day agreement seven days ago, they thought it was impossible for Mo Shaoheng to complete it, so although they didn't say it explicitly, they acquiesced in order to exonerate him.

Now that someone has accomplished the impossible, and you come to hold them accountable, it is somewhat embarrassing.

How could Zhou Zhengan say such a sentence on purpose like a normal person?

Mo Shaoheng looked at Zhou Zhengan, he was a bit strange, he suddenly smiled, and cupped his hands to him, "This lord is right."

puff!

Some people really spit out the saliva.

What is wrong with Mo Shaoheng?I didn't see that most people in the court didn't mention this matter, and he even touched the tip of the knife himself.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, no one mentioned it now, but the thorn in everyone's heart is still there.

Mo Shaoheng didn't know when he would have to wait until Nan Yi's identity was announced to make him innocent, but if he didn't try his best to remove this thorn in everyone's heart, even if the court didn't question him, he would still be unable to take a single step in the future.

Besides, the question Zhou Zhengan raised was not difficult, it was just a matter of his lip service.

Mo Shaoheng suddenly said to Zhou Zhengan, "My lord, what is the most fundamental reason why my northern Liang is barren?"

Zhou Zhengan: "..."

Why did you suddenly change the subject and ask this question?

As we all know, his northern Liang is barren, because it has always been dry and rainless, the water source is not abundant, there is not enough water source to irrigate the fields, and the food production is not enough.

This is due to geography, and no one can change it.

In the previous dynasties, there was a majesty who insisted on building water conservancy and diverting rivers into the country. As a result, it was a waste of money and people. Only when the water conservancy was dug at the beginning, the country was subjugated due to public anger.

In the previous dynasty, there was also a majesty who had such thoughts, but in the end he didn't dare.

Not to mention the former dynasty, the first emperor also had this thought. After all, it was something that would benefit Beiliang forever. Beiliang needed water for irrigation, but the situation in Beiliang didn't allow it.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "I remember that we have a canal in Beiliang that has a beginning."

Everyone couldn't help but gasped, the former dynasty built a river of subjugation at the beginning, Mo Shaoheng wouldn't...

The canal cannot be moved, but that is a major event that may destroy the country.

Even Fan Kou, Mo Shaoheng's nominal teacher, changed his face. Mo Shaoheng wanted to cause trouble, so he immediately scolded: "Stop talking."

Mo Shaoheng said, "Teacher, why should you be alarmed? I just wanted to mention one thing. If you don't deserve me, what can I do to everyone in the Golden Palace?"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, as if there was indeed some shadow of a snake.

Mo Shaoheng continued: "The predecessors did not dare to build the canal for three reasons. First, there is not enough food. Second, it is difficult to recruit workers. Third, they cannot pay the wages."

Everyone thought that it made sense. The dynasty that was ruined due to the construction of water conservancy projects had no food, no workers, no money, and it had to be built forcibly, and the people were enslaved. Of.

Mo Shaoheng said loudly, "But now, the time is ripe."

"My lords, think about it, is there a large number of refugees coming to Liangjing now?"

"We have borrowed food for them now, but if we just give it to them directly, and they stay outside Liangjing without any facts, will there be some troubles?"

"Why don't we call these refugees to build that canal? Let them work for food."

"First, they have something to do, so there is less possibility of causing trouble, which saves the court trouble. Second, they also have food to eat, so they don't have to suffer from hunger, and they will be grateful to the court."

"Relief of refugees is the responsibility of the imperial court, but it's not a bad idea to replace them with work?"

Three, Mo Shaoheng didn't have the nerve to say that as a refugee, he was very satisfied with a mouthful of food, so he could live on, and the requirements for wages were extremely low or even none.

Of course, this is too inhumane, Mo Shaoheng added, "As for wages, I don't recommend not giving them a penny, but if the court really can't afford it, they can promise to exempt some of their future taxes, the family's taxes There are also quite a few, and how many years of tax exemption will be determined according to the length of construction.”

Living by one's own labor is better than living with dignity every day waiting for others' help.

During the construction of the canal, the imperial court also had time to arrange the future whereabouts of these refugees. After all, no one can tell when Xunzhou will be taken back, and when they will be able to return to their hometown.

It can also be regarded as buying enough time for the court to solve the problem.

"Construction of water conservancy, for me in Beiliang, is a matter of eternal success, whether it is feasible, of course, I, Mo Shaoheng, can't count it, and I ask you adults to estimate it yourself."

The entire court hall was filled with Mo Shaoheng's voice.

When Mo Shaoheng stopped, everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.

So, not only did it solve the refugee problem, but it also built a canal that no one dared to build?

Mo Shaoheng's words are so tempting, I'm afraid even he himself can't guess.

Although there are many problems that need to be solved, Mo Shaoheng made the word timing very clear. The most difficult thing in this world is the right timing.

To put it bluntly, without the influx of refugees, where would they have so many workers, even if they forcibly arrested the strong men, they would not be able to catch so many.

Everyone naturally has a scale in their hearts, and the more they think about it, the more they feel that this is feasible.

They are indeed different from any other time in the past. There is food, there are workers, and it is not impossible for wages to be tax deductible according to what Mo Shaoheng said. It is basically equivalent to nothing...

Of course, because this canal is too important to Beiliang, the temptation is not at 01:30.

Mo Shaoheng looked at everyone's eyes, and suddenly said, "Don't look at me, I'll just talk casually."

puff.

He almost burst out of his anger.

You just said it casually, but is this situation in a good place now?

Even Zhou Zhengan wanted to speak up several times, but he didn't know what to say, because now who cares about Mo Shaoheng, everyone is discussing the feasibility of building that canal in full swing.

If he interrupted the thinking of these obviously agitated ministers at this time, he might provoke public outrage.

There are too many issues involved in such a large project, and there will definitely be endless discussions in a short while.

Mo Shaoheng kept looking outside, he still had a literary fight at noon.

But it's definitely impossible to go now.

Sure enough, someone surrounded him and asked him to discuss.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

He had seen the ethos of the Beiliang court. It was said that the saints in Beiliang only made decisions on the most critical matters, and at other times they let the courtiers play freely, which can be seen now.

Nanli's court hall is not like this, it's a one-word hall.

But, Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, these people are too careless, they were still hating him just now.

In fact, he almost said what he wanted to say, and he just mentioned a sentence from time to time.

It's just that he mentioned a sentence from time to time that he thinks normal people understand, but many of them are the concept of modern rivers. Even the minister of the Ministry of Industry has bright eyes.

Why Nan Yi became what he is now, the answer is self-evident, let me teach by example.

This discussion, some time has passed.

The sage said directly, "Leave the court and discuss it in the afternoon."

It is estimated that a small meeting must be held with a few ministers first.

The court meetings in Beiliang are usually held in the morning, or even ended early, and they work in the Qinzheng Hall in the afternoon.

The saint's sentence will be discussed in the afternoon, which means that the court meeting in the afternoon will continue.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Mo Shaoheng, because he is not a courtier and does not need to participate in court discussions.

Zhou Zhengan looked at Mo Shaoheng who was walking out, and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything in the end.

Many people also looked at Mo Shaoheng.

Mo Shaoheng just left?

Although it was said that Mo Shaoheng was destined to walk out of the Golden Palace safely when he completed the seven-day agreement, everyone was still somewhat dazed.

The two serious crimes of capitalizing on the enemy and betraying the country, which directly caused the loss of territory, were actually exonerated by Mo Shaoheng.

This is probably a result that no one in the world can imagine.

Someone must be unwilling, but who can stop him.

In other words, even if Mo Shaoheng left the court today, even if people in the world still scolded him, the Beiliang court would not condemn him again.

But after thinking about it for a while, donating silk and cotton to the court of Beiliang, solving the food problem of refugees, proposing work-for-relief for the court, and proposing the possibility of building water conservancy.

Everything seems simple, but it is a shocking move.

Taken together, these seem to be able to barely explain the reason why the sage did not blame him.

Therefore, although Mo Shaoheng's safe departure was unexpected, it was within reason.

Of course, when Mo Shaoheng left the Golden Palace, he couldn't leave the palace directly. He still had to go to the Palace of Qinzheng, with Prince Li Yuan of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and the ministers of Beiliang, to sort out the regulations for borrowing food in detail.

For example, although it is said to borrow enough food for the refugees for one year, the specific amount must be a figure, such as paying off in five years, how much should be paid each year, and so on.

He doesn't need to speak, but he is the main participant, and he has to act as a bridge in the middle, and he has to watch from the side.

Walking to the outside of the Golden Palace, Li Yuan and Mo Shaoheng walked side by side, they seemed to have a good relationship, the two chatted happily, and their faces were full of smiles.

It's just that if someone heard what the two were talking about, they might not think so.

Li Heng had a smile on his face, "When will you fulfill your promise about Dongtang?"

"If you make a false statement, even if you hide in Liangjing, even if my army from the Eastern Tang Dynasty breaks into your Beiliang gate, I will still take you for questioning."

The corners of Mo Shaoheng's mouth twitched, the most beautiful stories and legends in the world, who can know the truth behind them.

Do you really think that he is so talented that he can make the prince of the Eastern Tang Dynasty fall in love with him at first sight?The story is legendary because it is unreal.

Mo Shaoheng didn't change his expression either, Langyue Qingfeng said, "Don't worry, my Liangjing is full of charm, Your Highness might as well take a look."

Li Yuan glanced at Mo Shaoheng, and suddenly raised his voice, "You must remember the promise made by Linjiang, and don't let me down."

After speaking, he walked out with his head held high.

That Qinglian Sword Lord also gave Mo Shaoheng a helpless look, and followed him out.

Mo Shaoheng's whole body was stiff, and he could feel the suddenly stagnant air in the entire hall.

Sure enough, when Mo Shaoheng turned his head, he saw many people opened their mouths.

God, have Mo Shaoheng and the Eastern Tang prince developed to this level?

Swirling eyes looked at Zhao Di.

so green.

Today's Zhao Di's green suit is really very appropriate.

Someone actually walked over and said, "King Yan, there are some things in this world that cannot be forced."

What's more, "A twisted melon is not sweet."

This must be Zhao Di's political enemy, for sure.

The key is that Zhao Di really looked at Mo Shaoheng.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Why is his scalp numb?If he said it now, it would be an oolong marriage contract, and it would be difficult to count. Would Zhao Di directly chop him with a sword?

If you can't count it, it still exists. I'm afraid Zhao Di's face will be lost today.

How can this embarrassing situation be fixed!

Mo Shaoheng thought for a while, walked towards Zhao Di, then took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and handed it to Zhao Di, then turned and left.

Everyone is dumbfounded, what is this doing?

On the contrary, the corners of Zhao Di's mouth lifted slightly imperceptibly.

He remembered that when he was a child, one day in the flower bed in his palace, his favorite flowers were pulled out and strange crops were planted.

A little head ran up to him and handed him a piece of broken silver, "I swear by this piece of silver, I didn't pull out the flowers, you have to trust me."

Zhao Di thought, is this making himself believe him?

But immediately, Zhao Di frowned again.

Because, afterward, he discovered that those flowers of his were pulled out by that little head.

What does Mo Shaoheng mean?

Mo Shaoheng didn't care so much, he had already run away and went to Qinzheng Hall.

Looking viciously at Li Yuan, "Your conscience has been fed to the dogs."

Li Yuan: "Where is the son's words? Is it so difficult for me to say something false?"

There is indeed a promise, and it is all right for him to say that he will not let him down, right?

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

A few ministers next to him coughed, "Let's sort out the regulations for borrowing food first, what do you two think?"

They are all very old, so don't be bloody in front of them.

It was almost noon when Mo Shaoheng left Qinzheng Hall.

He still didn't take this little trouble that Li Yuan gave him to heart, the trouble was the transaction that was made between each other to get Li Yuan to help each other.

It is naturally not that easy for Dong Tang to take the initiative to borrow food.

After walking out of the Hall of Qinzheng, Mo Shaoheng stopped again, and the uncle was actually there again.

Mo Shaoheng couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "I don't know what official position uncle is in Beiliang?"

How do you feel that you have a particularly free day, and you can meet here every time.

The middle-aged uncle did not answer, but said, "I once promised you that as long as you pass the seven-day agreement, I will speak a few words for you in front of the saint."

Mo Shaoheng became interested, "What did the saint say?"

The middle-aged uncle looked at Mo Shaoheng, "The sage said, find trouble for him."

Mo Shaoheng was taken aback for a moment, he probably knew what a saint meant. The construction of water conservancy was indeed related to the future of Beiliang, but there were too many things involved.

In order to escape danger, Mo Shaoheng used this to suppress everyone in the Golden Palace, but it was only a possibility, and it was a bit irresponsible.

Just as there is a saying that is good, someone says a word, and someone breaks his leg.

It is estimated that not only the saints, but also the six parts of Beiliang will have to work for a long time.

Moreover, if the saint really plans to build the canal, he needs to take a very big risk, because no one knows what kind of problems will be encountered when it really starts, and there is not much time for the saint to think about it. May gather outside Liangjing forever.

No one knows how future generations will evaluate it.

Mo Shaoheng didn't know the nature of the saint, and he didn't know whether the saint was a conservative or aggressive king, so he didn't know how the saint would choose.

I couldn't help asking, "Uncle, do you think saints can cultivate?"

The uncle was silent for a while before he said, "I need such a canal in Beiliang, if it is possible..."

"Though there are thousands of people, I will go."

Mo Shaoheng seemed to have said this sage's words yesterday.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, "Uncle is not a saint, but he can't be the master of this."

Then I looked at the sky, "I have to fight with the people from Nanli, the time is running out, otherwise they will think I'm afraid of them..."

The middle-aged man laughed, "I heard that you compete with them in poetry, but you can't use poetry. Are you confident in such a competition?"

Mo Shaoheng said, "Since I agreed to them, I'm sure of it, otherwise I can't go to torture them? It's just..."

"It's just that after this fight, uncle may have to intercede for me in front of the saint again."

The middle-aged wondered, "Why?"

Mo Shaoheng: "Because if the saint knows that I won