Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

"Master Tai Tuo has been waiting for a long time," Huang Deyong said with a smile on his face, "The saint asked you to come in."

Cang Lang, who had just arrived outside the Hall of Qinzheng, listened to the incoming call, bowed down and kowtowed, and said in a loud voice: "I refer to Your Majesty, I respectfully invite my emperor to be safe."

"Teacher is in charge of the post of history major. These days have been hard." Emperor Longkang signaled Huang Deyong to move a chair, "Seriously, when I was still in the East Palace, I had listened to the teachings of Taifu, and it is not an exaggeration to call you Mr. .”

Cang Lang just sat down and stood up again, not even daring to speak.Emperor Longkang raised his palm with a smile, and pressed it down, "I see that Mr. Fang Wen is a gentleman, and his elegant style remains the same as before."

Cang Lang bowed his head and said modestly: "Thanks to your majesty's praise, the jade horse and golden hall are so charming, it is already yellow beams from yesterday, and now only the old and sick are left."

Emperor Longkang wanted to say something, but coughed again.

Since the palace change a year ago, the days when the sage came to court became less and less. When Cang Lang saw him today, he intuited that he was much thinner than last time when he glanced at him from a distance.After coughing, Emperor Longkang leaned back on the back of his chair, crossed his arms, and said, "I have read Mr.'s memorial, and I want to hear your statement about the construction of the commercial port."

Just a few days ago, the cabinet had a new seal, and the person who made the suggestion was Cang Lang.He advocated the re-opening of the Minzhou Shipbuilding Department, relying on the Kuichuan Ferry, which has been in operation for more than a year, to build a large commercial port in the southeast line, for the eight coastal states and overseas vassal states to trade and exchange.This is a big matter, and the cabinet has repeatedly considered and failed to draft an invoice, but presented the seal to Emperor Longkang as it is.

"Report to the Holy Majesty, the commercial canals will provide enough food and goods, and the prosperity of the market will benefit the hole. This truth is not difficult to understand." Cang Lang said, "The Nanyang Navy's great cause of fighting against the Japanese has been carried out intermittently for a whole year. Some food supplies rely entirely on the Jiangning granary, which is a big taboo for military strategists. Forgive me for your inappropriate words, and the warning is ahead. If we encounter the enemy again, we will definitely not repeat today's mistakes."

Emperor Longkang propped himself up slightly, seeming to be interested in what he said: "Continue."

Canglang is not in a hurry: "After the opening of the commercial port, all the grain and goods in the world will be gathered here. Once the war breaks out, it will be able to temporarily relieve the urgent need. This is the first. Second, once the switch is opened, the court will have the name of taxation , while subsidizing military pay, it can also reduce the pressure on civilian taxes and labor."

There were a few cases between the monarch and his ministers, and the green smoke was released from the mouth of the copper furnace. Emperor Longkang's description was hidden behind the smoke and could not be seen clearly.Cang Lang looked at him for a long time without saying a word, but he didn't look confused.

"Sir, what you say makes sense." Emperor Longkang spoke slowly, then quickly changed the subject, and asked rhetorically, "It's just that a piece of armor should not go to sea is a rule set by the late emperor. Sir also said that the coastal pirates are a worry. If the door is wide open, wouldn't it be even more important?" Gave the thieves an opportunity?"

"Your Majesty's words are wrong."

Cang Lang replied without hesitation: "I dare to ask if your Majesty still remembers the Shuangyu expedition in 43 years of Qingyuan. At that time, ten years had passed since the ban on the sea. Wanji, didn't he just blast open the gate of Funing Prefecture? How can there be a door that is not broken?"

Emperor Longkang followed up and asked again: "That happened in the 43rd year of Qingyuan. By the time of Longkang, the strategy of Jin Ou had begun to bear fruit. The Japanese pirates' strong ships and sharp guns may not have such power."

Cang Lang replied like a stream: "So what, does Your Majesty want to see the military exploits in the eight places' reports every day, but there is no word about prosperity?"

While thinking about it, Emperor Longkang suddenly thought of Hu Jingzhai's dissuading words that day: "Under the ban on the sea, Dayan still has trade relations with the barbarians from all over the world. The profit is just a cover, and it will never last to consolidate our position as a central power." Yu is the root cause. Now that the mutual market is easily liberalized, rewards are not rewards, and favors are not favors. Instead, it has become a self-defeating two-level transaction, which is inevitable."

Cang Lang on the other side of the case laughed, and the louder the laugh, he was even a little rude.But the sage didn't think he was disobedient, and didn't intend to stop him at all. He just leaned on the back of the chair and waited quietly for him to speak.

"What is the foundation and what is the end? Dayan has established his country for a hundred years, and how can he rely on false names on paper?"

There is a sound of waves throwing the ground, and the wind blows the sleeves of his robe. It is the spirit of the 17-year-old who is full of sound. The honor and ups and downs brought by "Tiger's Bite" have quietly changed into his fortitude for the rest of his life with the passage of time.

"The greatness of a country is only about loving the people. A wise ruler understands that, if he breaks the bottle, or meets the sword, the purpose is just to rule the people under him and not worry about the future, to rest easy and not to be afraid of the night, and the world will be safe and peaceful, which is the foundation of the country's destiny." Cang Lang After a pause, he said: "After the completion of the commercial port, it will bring real benefits. Does the saint still care about that illusory status?"

"How do you know I can't?"

"If the sage is really the one who holds the handicap, he wouldn't be sitting here today listening to the ministers discussing the truth."

Emperor Longkang laughed, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, Huang Deyong quickly gave Cang Lang the seal that had been circled by Zhu Zhu.He leaned over and said casually: "Mr. is full of knowledge about economics, so it's a pity that he was delayed for ten years."

The tone of his resignation was dull, but there was some temptation behind it, no matter how Cang Lang answered, it seemed that he had confirmed his dissatisfaction with Yan Shi.

Cang Lang seemed unaware, bowed his head to drink tea, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were bright, as if washed with water, and he began to strike out in a manly voice: "I fell into the wind on a spring night, and saw winter snow again when I came back. Reincarnation once, see After summer flowers and autumn fruits, never miss it, so there is no loss."

Emperor Longkang stared at him intently, and after a while, his voice was slightly condensed: "Sir, regardless of past suspicions, he has worked so hard for the foundation of the Feng family. Is it because of... King Yan?"

"Your Majesty is wrong," Cang Lang said sternly, "What I am concerned about is Da Yan Jiangshan, not the foundation of a surname, and the Feng family bears me, which is unprecedented in the world, as for King Yan."

He looked down, got up and bowed, but his tone did not have the sonorous tone just now: "I was born lucky to be able to educate the four sons of the former emperor for a few years. I dare to guarantee his character and character with my life. Your Majesty does not need to worry about cronies." If it is said that there is a one-in-ten thousand chance that the minister will be entangled with King Yan, then there is only one explanation, the same heart, no boundaries."

The words were good, and they showed full loyalty, but Emperor Longkang always sensed something else somehow.He thought for a moment, his face moved slightly, and Huang Deyong whispered a few words, and sent someone to the warehouse.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Emperor Longkang was about to cough for a while after he couldn't say a few words. At this moment, he still had a gasp in his throat, but he didn't take any tea to moisten it.He stood up from the dragon chair with his frail and sick body, walked down the steps step by step, slowly let go of the hand holding the Xiulong robe, and after a short silence, he suddenly knelt down on his knees.

"His Majesty--"

"Mr.'s words are true, and Jiangshan has no faults, but I, the Feng family... will not be able to live with you in the end." Emperor Longkang's long-sick and cloudy eyes flashed a gleam of clarity, but the light came quickly. Dim down, obliterated as tears flow intermittently.

Cang Lang's outstretched hand stopped in the air.

Emperor Longkang looked up at him, his voice choked with sobs: "But there is nothing I can do. The Qin'an tragedy involves two dynasties and involves too much. If we want to investigate it seriously, both Hu Gao and the two parties are guilty. Even the first emperor should bear the responsibility of negligence. Now that the turmoil has just subsided for a year, and the war in Nanyang is at a stalemate, the Yan family can no longer afford another traumatic injury. It is my promise to Mr. the only promise."

When the emperor knelt down, he crushed all the powers that were above the truth into powder.On the contrary, Cang Lang couldn't brush away a pile of wreckage before digging into the bottom line.Emperor Longkang's unfinished words were swallowed up in the unbearable sobs, but Cang Lang could hear them very clearly.

Mr. Dayi, who can endure the humiliation for many years, why can't he bear it this time?

Cang Lang didn't speak any more, and silently withdrew his outstretched hand. When he turned away, the corner of his robe drew a lonely arc on the ground.

After leaving the Hall of Qinzheng, just as he was about to turn around the end of the palace corridor, Huang Deyong chased after him with his little feet bumped: "Master Tai Tu, stay a step!"

Cang Lang stopped: "Huang Daban?"

Huang Deyong hit him a thousand times, put the dust stag on his arm, and said with a smile: "Mr. left in such a hurry, the sage ordered the old slave to go to the tribute storehouse to get the reward, and when you turned around, you disappeared."

Cang Lang uncovered the silk cloth, and there was a gold jade hairpin in the box, the inlay was extremely exquisite, even in the palace, it could be regarded as a finely crafted treasure, the hairpin seemed to be quite old.

"This was given to Empress Xiaoxian by Emperor Taizu Gao at the beginning of the founding of the country, and Empress Xiaoxian gave it to the concubine at the time of the first emperor's wedding, that is, our mother and queen mother. The queen mother has no children, so this object falls In the hands of our sage, after all these years, fortunately he still remembers."

Huang Deyong's speech seemed to be continuous, and he dropped it with a crackle, and finally added a sentence with a smile: "Let's put it in the folk, this hairpin is the heirloom of our sage."

He dared to say that Cang Lang didn't dare to respond, his eyes drifted to other places silently, and he finally knew who Feng Lin's eclecticism resembled in his heart.

"Thank you, father-in-law." Cang Lang accepted it without restraint, feeling that he deserved it.He raised his steps and walked forward, seeing the sudden increase in enthusiasm, Huang Deyong asked after him: "Where are you going, sir?"

The geese in the sky swept away and left smoke trails, the blue sky was so high that the shadows of the deep palace walls seemed insignificant, the waves stepped into the sky, and raised their hands without looking back, "Two boring dramas are not insignificant." Good acting, I'm going to take off this mask and go to Nanyang."

Nanyang, Minzhou Port.

It was night, the wind was high and the waves were rough, Wang Lang had been in office for more than two years, and finally changed his habit of throwing up when he boarded the ship.The hull of the boat was bumping up and down in the waves, he bent his legs and looked at the military book, the seven-star blade was hanging on the wall, and he was very at ease.

There was the sound of slapping boots on the deck. It didn't sound like the thin-soled black boots worn by ordinary sentries. Wang Lang remained motionless, rubbed his nose with his fingers, and sneezed loudly.

"The handsome account is empty, with no defenses. With such a big heart, aren't you afraid that someone will take your head?" A person broke through the curtain and entered, bringing in the salty sea breeze, and there was still a vaguely lingering fragrance in it. .

Wang Lang sniffed the fragrance, and frowned: "It smells like a succulent forest, it's so fucking choking!"

"Who are you talking to?" Feng Lin threw the horsewhip on the table, lifted his robe and took his seat, and said, "This king is sending a wedding gift to the princess on behalf of the Nanyang navy, and I'm running errands and listening to you making noise. The major general is so big." The official authority. What a stinky smell, that is the aroma of Hehe wine at your sister's wedding banquet."

Wang Lang flipped the lid of the tea bowl, with disapproving laxity, he and Feng Lin were two sharp weapons, and no one was in the middle to buffer them, and they could collide with each other at any time to make a deafening clang.But this kind of collision is not fatal. After a long time, knowing where the other party's fate is, this kind of verbal slashing has become a way for them to get along.

Sure enough, Wang Lang held on for a while, and asked softly: "My sister, the wedding dress must look good, right?"

Family is his lifeline.Feng Lin raised his lips and nodded with a smile.Wang Lang couldn't see him like this, and retorted unconvincedly: "You said that you are doing things for me, so the prince didn't hide any selfishness? How does it feel to see that person? It's too fast. It's not bad to postpone it for a few days, my lord." Not the unreasonable one."

Feng Lin picked out the candle wick, brought the oil lamp closer, and opened the oracle that was delivered urgently a hundred miles away from the case, "The sage agreed to build a commercial port to open up the mutual market, and the silver grain is already on the way. It will arrive in Hong Kong in about three days. You tell the chief secretary to do it well." Contact. The financing for the construction of the commercial port is complicated, and the Japanese pirates have to be on guard, especially the transportation of grain, grass and luggage. You must not take it lightly. There are also."

After he finished his analysis, he suddenly turned to the other end of the case, and said with a blank expression: "Don't talk nonsense in front of Mr., I'm not happy."

Wang Lang was stunned for a long while, then reacted and asked loudly: "The holy decree has only been here for half a day, and the young master thinks it's too hot to touch. How did you know that?"

Feng Lin gave him a sideways look, but didn't answer, all of which was contented in silence.

General Wang Xiao was so reserved and irrefutable, he felt an unusually strong sense of humiliation, he didn't even want the Seven Star Blade, he just jumped up and ran.He ran out of the cabin and reached the side of the ship, and suddenly shouted again: "Huaiying, what are you doing, the military formation is strong, and you two beasts are allowed to have fun here. How dare you show me, it's against you, stick! , idiot, I'm not talking about dog-beating sticks..."

There was a lot of excitement outside the cabin, Feng Lin calmly took out a pajamas from the bag, held it to his nose and smelled it.The snow-white fabric made of Lu silk is soft to the touch, with a vaguely familiar taste. Feng Lin's eyes dimmed, and he almost buried his whole face in it. He took a deep breath, and the exhaustion from the busy running all night was relieved, and the desire to be young and vigorous once again raised his head.

He was still calm, but sweat was dripping from his cheeks.

Xu is in a hurry.

That night when the passion was hot, Mr. murmured indistinctly, "The commercial port is completed, illegal smugglers are forbidden to enter and leave the sea, the gentry and bureaucrats abandon theft and follow the good, and there are children like Xiaotingzi, and they will not despair because there is no cure." Die. Where the hearts of the people go, my Ah Lin will be invincible if he follows righteousness."

The sound of oars and sculls, the waves pushing the boat high, and the emotions in the chest are constantly full.The middle coat was held in Feng Lin's palm, just like the husband that night, he was not even allowed to struggle amidst the sound of sticky water.

At the same time, on the surface of the sea a few miles away, dozens of fast boats surrounded the Dayan grain transport ship heading for Kuichuandu, and there was a "squeak" sound, and the two of them embraced the huge boulder the size of their arms. It fell from the sky and crashed into the center of the towering building.

In an instant, the flames blazed brightly, and a dozen or so iron claws shot out, firmly attached to the hull like squid suckers, and the turbulent sea "crashed", causing huge splashes.

The author says:

Major General: If there is a master, there must be an animal. Show affection, I am!

Sincerely ask, did the plot become more and more boring later on, the comments were so cold that I wanted to cut the outline and it was over ≥﹏≤