Chapter 61: Prophecy

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The weather is warmer and everything is recovering. The chill of last year's cold disaster seems to have subsided. But the people didn't wait long to rejoice, but they heard the news:

Torrential rains fell in the south, rivers burst their banks, and tens of thousands of people were displaced.

The young man who had just been married was furious and smashed a cup in the dormitory.

Disasters from the sky and unfavorable years are too cruel for a son of heaven who is about to take back power from the Queen Mother.

Heaven will not help him.

Even if your heart is full of resentment, you still have to think of ways to calm the people's hearts. Although he was unwilling, he could only follow the advice of the Queen Mother and the ministers, and made an edict in front of the people of the world, blaming the natural disasters on his own immorality, praying that God would have the virtue of a good life, and let the people of the world have a way to live. Although this edict will bring some stains to his virtues, fortunately, it also reassures the people. Coincidentally, the ministers under him also found a suitable way to provide disaster relief.

But there is something wrong with this method.

"Nonsense!"

The emperor angrily threw the fold in his hand to the ground: "What is the difference between this and selling officials!" ā€

In the imperial court, this kind of thing is the most taboo. However, if there is a betrayal of the official beard, then the personnel of the court will be greatly affected. Incompetent people are in high positions, and they will only do nothing and achieve nothing.

Several ministers in the imperial study lowered their heads and were silent, only Yang Shoufu spoke: "Your Majesty, the ministers think that the method proposed by Lord Chen is a good method. It is the safest and quickest way to get the wealthy people of the people to contribute to the relief of the victims, and then to reward them with titles according to their merits. As for selling official positions, Your Majesty can rest assured that this move is not for personal gain in money, but to help the people of the world, which is a blessing given by Your Majesty, and does not violate the ancestral system. Moreover, this move can also weaken the money in the hands of private merchants, so that the money can be circulated in the market, which is bound to be better than in the hands of a few. ā€

Hearing this, the emperor calmed down his anger, and thought for a while: "Then, is there no other way to raise money?" ā€

Yang Shoufu said again: "The first emperor's attack on Dayan in the past year has already greatly damaged the vitality of our treasury, and the income of the treasury has not reached the amount before the attack on Yan. If the treasury is not abundant and the money is insufficient, it can only benefit the people. Moreover, this method of donating funds is quick to produce results, and it is not as difficult as increasing taxes to make people's livelihood difficult, which is the best way that ministers can think of. Besides, as long as we have a firm grip on our eligibility for knighthood, we can't go wrong. The title is different from the official title, and it does not affect the operation of my Dajin dynasty, it is just an empty title. But for those businessmen who don't have too high status, it is more touching than money. Wouldn't it be a joy for both sides to take what they need and benefit each other? ā€

Yang Tanwen's words really hit the nail on the head.

The emperor also had to think about it, and after dismissing the ministers, he went to the Star Tower.

In the Star Picking Tower live the old immortals encountered at the Winter Solstice Festival, the unkind Taoist.

On that day, the behavior of the unkind Taoist was no different from that of the immortals, so he attracted the attention of the emperor, and only after many pleas did he agree to stay in the palace. But he said he would only stay for three years. At the end of the three-year period, he will leave the palace and travel again. But in the past three years, he can solve the emperor's worries and doubts without violating the heavens, so he is very relied on by the emperor.

The treatment given to him by the emperor was even higher than that of the queen mother's favor to Yiye. The mother and son are quite in the ring.

Wuci Dao people don't like people to serve in close proximity, so there are only two ten-year-old Dao Tong in the entire Star Picking Building who are in charge of chores.

Wuci Taoist people have been digging valleys for many years, and they only eat some spring water and pine nuts on weekdays. The entire Star Picking Building is deserted, without the slightest bit of fireworks, and it is even more ethereal and deserted, not like the world.

Originally, the ministers were afraid that the emperor would spoil the dragon body because of this and begging the immortals to ask for the pill, but the Wuci Dao people never opened the altar for alchemy, so they also relieved some people from worrying.

Although the emperor had a small regret in his heart, he did not dare to complain about anything. Although immortality is attractive to an emperor, it is not enough for a young and powerful emperor to lose his mind.

When the emperor saw the unmerciful Taoist, he told the latter what had happened in the court today. But the latter didn't lift his eyelids, as if he didn't care about the matter. It wasn't until the emperor said Yiye's remarks that Wu Ci Dao snorted coldly.

The emperor immediately noticed: "The Taoist seems to have a different opinion on this than Master Yiye." ā€

The unkind Taoist shook off the dust: "The Tao is different, and what you see is naturally different." Buddha cultivates in the afterlife, after death; Tao cultivates this world and cultivates longevity. It is normal for the cause to be different, the effect to be different, and the process to be different. ā€

"From the Taoist point of view, can this flood be a disaster from heaven when I see my immorality?"

"It's a natural disaster, but it's also a man-made disaster."

"What did the Taoist say?"

"Your Majesty, do you remember the cold disaster at the end of last year?"

"Yes."

This is the fruit of the cause that is sown. If it had been handled properly at that time, it would not have caused the consequences it has today.

"Does the Taoist mean that someone didn't do his duty in this regard, but instead did something about it?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. It has been years since the poor Tao did not care about the affairs of the world. ā€

When he came, he was uneasy in his heart, but at this moment, he was appeased by the unkind Taoist, and his mood calmed down. The emperor directly found a chair and sat down, frowning and falling into deep thought. After the enlightenment, the Wuci Taoist returned to the futon and meditated with his eyes closed.

The young emperor was not as weak and obedient as he appeared, but on the contrary, he was a man of great ideas. He was not willing to be a puppet, so he also prepared his own forces. It's just that his strength is still too weak to confront any side. He needs people, money, and power.

Especially after a natural disaster, he needs a lot of money, food, and reliable manpower. Without these things, he would not be able to properly provide disaster relief. But he doesn't occupy anything, he has no fame, but the people below him are yin and yang, and they don't value him very much.

The Wuci Taoist gave him a hexagram, and he only got the sentence "Red leaves in the north are thousands of miles of red leaves", which made him puzzled. He wanted the other party to explain it to him, but the attitude of the unkind Taoist was resolute, and he only said that the time had not yet come. The emperor had no choice but to admit it.

It wasn't until after the emperor left the Star Picking Tower that Wu Ci Dao opened his eyes and looked at them with a sharp gaze. However, in the end, he sighed silently, and he didn't know what he was worried about.

In the end, the emperor still chose the method that he scolded him for.

There is no way, and if you want to quickly accumulate a fortune without increasing the exorbitant taxes, it is the best way to encourage wealthy businessmen to contribute. For the sake of disaster relief, the emperor chose to bow his head.

However, he was also glad that his imperial uncle Yun Wang Ye had finally stopped for a while, otherwise in this court, he would definitely have to go against Yang Shoufu, and then this matter would have dragged on.