It was the end of summer, but the steaming heat in the air did not dissipate at all, but became more scorching. However, in the Xuanhe Palace, it is a little cool. The huge palace is already transparent, and now there are many ice urns to dissipate heat, and as soon as you enter the hall, it makes people feel cool and comfortable, and the heat is completely gone.

The ice urn was filled with ice from the cold winter of the previous year, chiseled and placed in a cold cellar, waiting to be used in summer. The wealth of the heavenly family is like this, where can ordinary people enjoy such coolness in the hot summer? And in the palace, the brocade clothes and jade food enjoy endless comfort and wealth.

Han Xi was standing beside the crown prince Situ Mu at this time, looking at the gradually melting ice cubes in the porcelain urn with the pattern of bean green reeds and wild geese with some distraction. She has been in the East Palace for a few days, and during this time, she has also tried to find a painting of the country's broken mountains and rivers. But the palace was too big, and the places she could go were very limited. Coupled with the fact that the palace was heavily guarded, there were no clues, and things became even more difficult.

Situ Mu leaned on the long couch of the Xiangfei under the window and looked at the folding, and the two palace maids held huge banana fans and gently helped him fan the wind. Although the room was cool, and there was still an autumn water-like jade autumn cool mushroom under him, Situ Mu was still very irritable!

This piece of music has been in the Xuanhe Hall for two days, and Emperor Situ Bi specially ordered someone to send it to him for approval. Situ Bi has been helping him Zhang Luo by Situ Xi recently, looking for a few immortal masters, and constantly opening the furnace to refine medicine. Although he covets power and the throne, if he wants to sit on the emperor's throne for a long time, he must naturally have a long lifespan. Therefore, Situ Bi put down his power for the time being, and first pursued the art of immortality. In recent days, the memoranda has been reviewed by Situ Mu and Situ Xi on their behalf.

And this piece of music is about the recent floods in Hanzhong. First, the disaster was severe, and the people's homes were completely destroyed. Unable to solve the problem of food and clothing; The second is the collapse of the embankment, which should have been impregnable, which involves a lot and the officials involved need to be addressed. It's a headache that can affect the whole body. If you want to punish severely, I am afraid that no one will dare to continue to serve in this affairs; If you are lenient, and you are afraid that the rule is not strict, such incidents will occur again. for the sake of the party.

"Alas!" Think of these intricacies. Situ Mu only felt his mind roaring, as if thousands of flies were circling around him. He couldn't help but reach out and hang his head vigorously, but he made a subconscious move. But the two palace maids holding the fan stopped their movements and fell to the ground with a thud!

"Slaves deserve to die, slaves deserve to die!" The two maidservants fell on their knees on the ground and kept confessing. His body trembled.

Situ Mu was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand helplessly: "You guys get up." This palace is troubled by itself, and it has nothing to do with you. Forget it, you guys go down and let the palace be quiet for a while. ”

The two palace maids were pardoned. He got up from the ground in a hurry and quickly retreated.

There were only two people left in the hall, Situ Mu and Han Xi. Situ Mu beckoned to Han Xi and said, "Han Shangyi." Let's talk to Hongu. ”

Hanxi replied respectfully, "Yes." ”

"Count, you've been in the East Palace for a few days." Situ Mu said. Somehow. As soon as he saw the cold tide, most of the boredom in his heart would be removed. Raising his hand to hand the fold to Han Xi, Situ Mu pursed his lips and said, "Oh, look, these troubles are one after another, endless!" Let's hurry up this summer, this palace is going to be overwhelmed! ”

Hanxi didn't know why he suddenly let himself watch the recital, but he didn't shirk it, and took it and read it carefully. It's just that she didn't pay attention to it, and Situ Mu was also looking at her intently when she was watching the folds.

The girl is sometimes quiet as if she doesn't exist at all, but once she appears in sight, she can't take her eyes off it. Although they didn't have much time together, Situ Mu was willing to trust her from the bottom of his heart. So he said, "Sir has told me that you have a great idea. So in your opinion, what should be done in Hanzhong? ”

Hearing that Situ Mu no longer called himself "Bengong", but changed to "I", Han Xi knew that in private, Situ Mu was unwilling to use his identity to suppress her, but he was also a little moved. Just remembering Tang Bu's warning, don't show your edge, Han Xi put down the fold and said: "Weichen is just a small female official, short-sighted, how can he put such a big thing as a beak?" ”

Situ Mu smiled: "There are only you and me here, and you can say whatever you want." I know you're quick-witted, and you must have an idea. You can rest assured that this matter will not be known to a third person. As he spoke, he smiled childlike and said, "Tell me, what do you think?" ”

Since Situ Mu said so, Han Xi no longer shirked. She hung her head in thought for a moment, carefully straightening everything out of her mind. Since Emperor He Xuan, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been plagued by disasters, droughts and floods have broken out in turn, and the people have suffered deeply. And every time there is a natural disaster, there will always be unscrupulous people who make profits from it, and ignore the livelihood of Li and die, which is really hateful!

After a while, Han Xi raised his head and said to Situ Mu: "The flood in Hanzhong, the people who are most persecuted by it are the people of Limin. The people's homes have been destroyed and they are starved, and the most urgent thing now is to solve their livelihood problems. ”

When Situ Mu heard this, he nodded approvingly. He looked at Han Xi with interest and said, "Han Shangyi is really smart, and I plan to do the same." So, should the imperial court do its best to allocate funds to help the people? ”

"No," Han Xi shook his head, his lips opening and closing, "Now Hanzhong can be said to be short of materials, and there is money but can't buy food and clothing. To the people, gold and silver treasures were nothing more than useless metals. His Royal Highness should still prepare more supplies and send them to Hanzhong to solve the urgent need. In addition, many officials have always benefited from allocating funds for disaster relief, and very few of the silver can reach the disaster areas and be used on the people. If it is replaced with materials, it can truly solve the needs of the people, and secondly, it will prevent the phenomenon of private use of disaster relief money. ”

Situ Mu bowed: "Your words are not bad. It's just that the treasury is not very full now, and the grain hoarded in the major granaries is very limited. If we want to meet the needs of so many victims, it is also a huge problem, so how can we solve it? ”

Since the profligacy of the first emperor, the treasury has been in a state of deficit. Although Situ Bi plundered the wealth of the Nine Heavens Divine Palace, most of it was used to store the army. In the early years of his reign, he was diligent and diligent, and the deficit in the treasury improved, but it was still unable to fill the huge vacancy. Now Situ Bi is dedicated to the pursuit of alchemy, and has spent a lot of silver taels. It is indeed very difficult to raise a large amount of supplies at once.

Han Xi thought for a while, and suddenly smiled: "If this is not the case, although the treasury is empty, there are still many rich squires and rich people among the people. As far as Weichen knows, the harvest in the first two years was good, and many people have hoarded a lot of grain at home. Why doesn't Your Highness make a list of the world and invite these rich people who have a lot of grain in stock to open a warehouse and release grain! ”

After hearing this, Situ Mu was silent for a while, frowning: "But since ancient times, merchants have been selfish, how can they willingly take out their own food and money for disaster relief?" If it is forcibly expropriated, it is afraid of losing the support of the people, but it will be counterproductive. ”

"Wechen didn't say that he wanted them to donate for free!" Han Xi pursed his lips and smiled, like a shrewd and cunning little fox, "Your Highness, think about it, most of these people have started to do business since their ancestors, and they are not short of money, and they don't have to worry about food and clothing. But people always have a preconceived belief that there is no traitor and no businessman, so the status of businessmen has always been very low. Because of this prejudice, there are few people in wealthy merchant families who can be officials. What they lack is the esteem and the supreme glory of the world. Why doesn't Your Highness take advantage of this thought, neither spending money nor bothering to win over. Just give a fictitious title to the rich merchants who put grain, so that they can be admired and passed down from generation to generation, and it can have a good effect! (To be continued) R655