His Majesty is a sick beauty

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"What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

Six men were sitting in the pavilion. They were wearing unmarked, solid-colored clothes that swayed gently in the breeze. Several maids were sitting on the side of the pavilion, making tea and burning incense, all in a coquettish manner.The oldest of this group of people has gray hair, while the youngest is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and they are all quite famous people in the direct line of noble surnames in the family book.

One of the men was the one who just spoke. While stroking his beautiful beard, he looked at the only man leaning against the edge of the pavilion, looking down at the frolicking white ducks below.

"Qingcheng, you and His Majesty are masters and apprentices, what do you think His Majesty's intention is?"

Murong Che, who was admiring the scenery in a daze, finally raised his eyes after hearing the word "master and apprentice", looked at the youngest among those people, and asked, "Maner, would you like to participate in this literary meeting? "

"Naturally!" said the young man who was called, "This is a grand occasion for literature, besides, I have long wanted to compete with students of the same age, talk to each other, and compete for strengths and weaknesses. What kind of attitude will it be, but I must ask Uncle Yang to add my name."

Murong Che looked at the remaining people: "Understood."

"This, please tell the prime minister clearly."

Murong Che opened the fan and shook it lightly: "Your Majesty's move is to appeal to the virtuous people of all families, and it is also a manifestation of our respect for literature in the Yu Dynasty."

"According to what the prime minister said, could this be His Majesty showing favor to our aristocratic family?" The man frowned, but still felt something was wrong.

Murong Che raised his head to look at him with a gentle and restrained expression, but the oldest person among them couldn't help but look away.

"In the past, officials were recommended by you and me. In the future, officials will be decided by His Majesty. How those people liked you and me in the past will be how they will please Your Majesty in the future."

The little emperor learned to be smart, and knew that he couldn't confront the aristocratic family head-on, so he thought of this tactic of pulling everything out of the pot. After all, it was the child I taught, and the method was unusual.

The faces of those people changed when they heard the words. They knew how those people tried to please them in order to be officials in the past. If they will treat His Majesty with the same attitude in the future...

boom!

One of them slapped the table violently: "No, we must not let this essay meeting go smoothly!"

Murong Che glanced at him indifferently: "What reason do you use to dissuade His Majesty? Not to mention His Majesty's promises, but if you really want His Majesty to take it back, what excuse do you use?"

The man was speechless.

Another person hesitated and said: "How about we play tricks on the selection of candidates, Your Majesty will hand over the work of recommending people to the heads of various families, and we will send up some people who have no real name and only know who they are talking about."

Man'er shook his head: "Impossible, in that case, the Wenhui will not be able to be held, and our aristocratic family will become a joke?"

This is the viciousness of the little emperor's move. He used retreat as an advance and asked the family to recommend talented people from within.He used his official position as bait to hang in front of him, and those aristocratic families are not a rope, they will definitely make a difference, and one hot topic after another will come out, which will severely heat up this article.

It's like deliberately starting a war in later generations. What Su Xun wants is topic and popularity.The people selected are still from aristocratic families, it doesn't matter, anyway, you are just advertising me for nothing.

Hearing the young man's words, several of them were speechless: "Isn't it true that we really have to recommend talented people in the family? Are we going to let those sons fight like street shrews for others to see?"

"What's even more frightening is that you may lose in an argument, and you will be famous in the entire capital by then."

"If you are afraid of fighting, you don't want to spread any good reputation in the future. Others will think that since you are talented, why didn't you dare to participate in the literary fair and compete with others?"

After all, this matter has become a deadlock that cannot be broken through!

Murong Che looked at the people who were arguing endlessly, and suddenly closed his fan, and the crisp voice fell. The people who were sighing originally turned their eyes to Murong Che, wanting to let him, the backbone, give an idea.

I saw Murong Che sneered slightly, as if the breeze and the moon were in his arms: "Your Majesty has really grown up."

Those people opened their mouths wide. You looked at me and I looked at you. They couldn't believe their ears just now.

Why did the prime minister's tone sound so proud just now?

"You guys specially invited me here today to talk about these things?" Murong Che stood up suddenly, his eyes swept over the people in front of him one by one, he knew that these were sent by those aristocratic families to spy on him The man of tongue.

Ever since the little emperor dropped a bomb on the court that day, he has been tempted like this almost every day, and even a gentle gentleman like Murong Che couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

"At the end of the day, aren't you all just worried that His Majesty will decide whether or not the descendants of each family will be officials in the court?" Murong Che frowned slightly as he looked at the stupid and farsighted people in front of him, "But have you ever thought about it? There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, even if His Majesty is optimistic about another person, you and I will say that he has no real materials, can His Majesty really give him an official without any scruples?"

Hearing Murong Che's words, everyone felt suddenly enlightened, they stood up to compliment each other, and the original worry was also swept away.

Seeing the ridiculous looks of these people, Murong Che secretly shook his head in his heart.The aristocratic family is deeply rooted in this land, but no one who can be as stunning and talented as his ancestors has ever appeared again. This towering tree is rotting from the inside at a terrifying speed.

Murong Che looked at the white ducks frolicking in the distance with calm eyes, sighed, and poured all the bait into the water.He looked at the white ducks scrambling for each other, but what he was thinking about was the family book, the names in the family book written by the previous dynasty, many of the top surnames had already been lost, and Murong The families supported by the family suffer from lack of background, and can only be subordinated to those families who cling to the glory of their ancestors.His Majesty was afraid that he was also aware of this, so he issued this order to change this situation.

It was the first time for the little emperor to make such a decision, and he was afraid that he had made a lot of determination. If he failed, wouldn't he hide in his bedroom and cry and roll about?

Murong Che shook his head helplessly, that's all, who told him to be a teacher, but he always has to make a scene for the students.

The little emperor stood in front of the table, holding an ugly block of black charcoal, and drew a plan on a huge sheepskin, with the words "experimental park" written on the top of the drawing in handsome fonts.

He planned to allocate [-] acres of land from Huangzhuang to transform it into a research area integrating laboratories, R&D rooms, and arsenals, and open up experimental fields and factory areas around it.

At this time, the water has not yet risen in summer, and the previously designed hydraulic spinning wheel has not yet shown its power, but Su Xun believes that this brand-new technology will soon bring changes to the fabric production in Yuchao.After the cloth was available, Su Xun planned to open a ready-made garment factory next to it, and arranged for the old maids in the palace who were unwilling to leave to work in it, which could be regarded as finding a way out for those poor people.

In fact, animal husbandry is also a good idea. Unfortunately, this world has no effective way to deal with livestock diseases. Even if he wants to engage in large-scale breeding, he can't do it near the imperial city, so as to avoid any zoonotic infectious diseases. come out.

The only thing that hurts a little is that these Huangzhuang under the name of the little emperor are all fertile fields, no matter which crops are shoveled, it is a bit heartbreaking.Su Xun thought about the benefits that those experimental bases would bring to Yu Chao in the future, and with a sudden heart, he set aside some fields with more gravel.

Wang Gonggong, who was standing by the side, looked at the little emperor's slender and fair fingers that were dyed black, and his whole face was tangled up.

When Su Xun finally wrote the pen, the prince who was waiting beside him hurriedly picked up the handkerchief and carefully wiped the black ink in the little emperor's hand.

He looked at the little emperor's dark fingertips with a bitter face: "Hey, Your Majesty, look at your hand, what if it really gets stained and won't go away."

Su Xun waved his hand indifferently: "If there is such a powerful dye, I will be happy before it's too late."

At this time, they are all natural dyes, the coloring ability is not strong, and the color of the fabric will fade after one or two washes.Of course, the little emperor's clothes might not even be used for a single washing, so they were thrown away immediately after being worn.

He couldn't help but take a breath, it's really extravagant.Even if he wants to reuse it, he can't do it anymore. In the past, he would tear off some clothes he didn't wear and use them as rags. In this day and age...

Using the dragon robe as a rag will punish the nine clans!

He took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and looked at the blueprint again.

Among all the blueprints, the only garment factory that can produce quickly, he can now send people to buy fabrics, so that the old maids who don't want to leave the palace can go to work.

He thought carefully, and asked, "What is King Qin doing?"

"King Qin?" Eunuch Wang recalled for a moment, "I heard that King Qin has been staying in the Palace of King Qin in Beijing for the past few days and never went out."

Su Xun smiled when he heard this, he was really hooked.

The king of Qin and the general rushed back from the frontier to the capital to congratulate him because the little emperor was officially coming to the court. Su Xun also hooked up with Wan Yanhong at that time and asked him to help open up trade routes.

Lu Feiming commanded the army and left on the second day after the dinner. King Qin also wanted to leave, but Su Xun felt that the traffic was inconvenient at this time, so it would be better to take this opportunity to let King Qin bring back some goods and let him see Look at your own determination.

But I didn't expect that it would be beneficial for that fellow Wan Yanhong to open his mouth.Although Su Xun had already drawn the blueprints of Liannu and Chariot Crossbow, he didn't want to give it to him.After thinking about it carefully, I simply gave him a few pages of "Sun Tzu's Art of War".

Unexpectedly, that guy was really fascinated, and he came to him with big dark circles under his eyes the next day.The little emperor sat on the rocking chair and ate honey-stained melon seeds, while smiling and spreading his hands, expressing that he also needed to think carefully before he could write the following.

I will only write when I am in a good mood. As for how to be in a good mood, in short, if King Qin eats my tofu, I will never be in a good mood.

Su Xun was like a shameless madman, he abruptly detained Wan Yanhong, an unlucky fan, in the capital.

Counting the days, in about one month, the distilled wine and sugar that I send people to make can produce a lot of output, and the garment factory will also be on the right track. It is just in time to send Wan Yanhong away and let him take those Something tried to find a way to open up a business route for him.

Hmm...then write another two pages to King Qin tomorrow and send it.

Su Xun sighed in his heart, I am really a good majesty who is sympathetic to his subordinates.