The emperor said "this matter will be discussed again", which was equivalent to refusal, and all the ministers felt puzzled.

In the past, in the capacity of Kong Rong, he should have exhorted the emperor every day not to indulge in excessive desires, and to put his mind on dealing with court affairs.

But now Kong Rong took the initiative to go to the table and persuaded the emperor to draft more draft girls into the palace and indulge in more desires.

What I didn't expect was that the emperor didn't agree, which was too unreasonable.

"Your Majesty, what Kong Shaofu said is very true," Xun Yue also bowed and played: "The continuation of the royal bloodline is not only a family affair of Your Majesty, but also a matter of the country. ”

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

At this time, all the ministers in the court stood up and bowed down to advise, hoping that the emperor should focus on the matter of the bed and stop paying attention to the government.

In the past, even if Cao Cao was not there, it was more or less useful to have Liu Ping involved.

After all, Liu Ping's status in the Cao family is extraordinary, and the middle and low-level officials of the Cao family know that what he discussed in the court represents Cao Cao's own opinions, so no one dares to disobey the things agreed in the court.

But these days, Liu Ping and Cao Cao have both gone on the expedition, and no one has paid attention to the content discussed in the court, so what is the point of the emperor insisting on going to the court every day?

It's better to honestly mess around in the harem to continue the royal heirs.

"I have already made it clear, this matter will be discussed again," At this time, Liu Xie stood up, glanced at the ministers, and said personally with a displeased face: "If there is something to do, play early, and if there is nothing to retreat from." ”

The ministers bowed awkwardly and peeked at each other, but no one spoke.

"Retreat—" At this time, an attendant shouted in a long voice.

After the emperor left, Kong Rong Xun Yueren walked out of the court with the ministers.

"The so-called chromophobia, why doesn't Your Majesty allow me to advise?" Kong Rong copied his hands, muttering to himself in confusion as he walked.

"This mistake of Kong Shaofu is also," Wang Lang was next to him, and the old god was in the road.

"Me?" Kong Rong stopped, turned around and stared at Wang Lang with wide eyes, "Jingxing can't talk nonsense, I have been drafted in the court, but Your Majesty still doesn't listen, what does this matter have to do with me?" ”

After Kong Rong became a saint, he was ashamed to speak up, and he felt that he had fulfilled his benevolence and righteousness.

Listening to the discussion between the two, many people stopped and gathered around.

"Kong Shaofu probably forgot his duty," Wang Lang stroked his beard and looked ahead with a sad look on his face: "The Son of Heaven drafted to fill the harem, this is common sense.

However, there are one hundred and twenty famous concubines, and three or five hundred maids, plus eunuchs and attendants, it is reasonable for the entire harem to maintain more than 1,000 people.

In my opinion, this is the reason why His Majesty disagrees. ”

"This ......"

Kong Rong couldn't help but stand on the spot, he only thought about letting the emperor draft, but he didn't think about how to make offerings.

According to the rules, all the expenses of the entire harem, including daily expenses and rewards for concubines and maids, are the emperor's family affairs and are paid by the emperor's internal funds.

And where did the emperor's inner money come from?

According to the laws of the Han Dynasty, it mainly comes from the collection of land taxes and poll taxes for adults over 14 years of age, as well as the fees for buying officials and lords and the income from the monopoly of salt and iron.

Therefore, the emperors of previous dynasties had abundant internal funds, and it was not a problem to feed tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of palace people.

But now that the emperor has been displaced and migrated, he has just settled down in Xudu, and all the expenses are still offered by Cao Cao in the name of returning the rewards of the previous emperor, so how can he have any money in his hands?

As a general, Kong Rong served as a young mansion, supplied the royal family, and filled the small treasury for the emperor was one of his duties.

"Could it be that Your Majesty refuses to choose a concubine to enter the palace because he has no internal money in his hand?" Kong Rong hesitated for a moment and said, "In this way, it is really my fault. ”

"I think so."

"But if there is a great chaos today, and the people are struggling to make a living, how can Your Majesty take taxes to fill the treasury? Now that the queen is not pregnant, if there is no inner money, won't the royal family be forever without a queen? ”

This series of questions, Xun Yue and the others were silent when they heard it.

"It's just a lack of money, so what's so difficult?" A person on the side smiled nonchalantly and said: "You can ask Cao Sikong for it, not to mention that I heard that Cao Sikong rewarded the entire Wancheng treasury to Duke Liu, Duke Liu is one of the nine kings of the imperial court, and it is not too much to pay for the harem for His Majesty." ”

"Shut up!" Wang Lang said categorically to the man: "Your concubine is willing to let Duke Liu pay for her support?" ”

"What does the prince mean by this?" The man looked at Wang Lang strangely.

"Compare your heart to your heart," Wang Lang sighed: "You don't want to, but if you let Duke Liu or other ministers pay for His Majesty's harem, where is the majesty of the royal family?" ”

All the ministers nodded one after another, and no one would want to see their wives and concubines supported by another man, let alone the emperor.

Although Cao Cao is rich, Liu Ping is also rich, but the money for raising the harem is all for them to come out, where will the emperor's face go?

Everyone looked at the man with disdain, and the guy blushed all over his face, and hid outside with his head down, not daring to speak more.

"Hey!" Kong Rong sighed and said: "At the beginning, Cao Sikong divided the land of Xu Du as the home field of the Son of Heaven, and the output of this land is not too much to worship the royal family in addition to sacrificing to the temple. ”

"That's true," Xun Yue nodded, and said with some concern: "But I heard that Liu Gong didn't care about managing the field.

I heard that Cao Sikong appointed Zao Yi Tuntian, set up the displaced people in the military establishment, and set up Tuntian Sima to monitor the cultivation of the displaced people, and divided them into four parts according to the official six people.

Liu Gong distributed the land to the displaced people by household, let them cultivate freely, and divided it into six parts according to the four officials and the people, so that the harvest could be geometric? ”

"I have also heard that Zao only selects homeless people who are young and strong, and tens of thousands of people are selected for a county, but Liu Gong only recruits 2,000 homeless people in his hometown, and the labor force he cultivates does not exceed 4,000 people.

"I've heard about it, too," said Du Xian, who was on the side, "Although I don't know much about farming, it is said that Nazao is only a person who is good at farming, and he is assisted by capable officials like Ren Jun and Wang Chang, and his cultivation strategy will inevitably produce abundance."

But His Majesty's appointment of Liu Gong as his native Tian Ling was too hasty, although Liu Gongyun was Wen Yunwu and had high hard work, but after all, he was too young, and he was afraid that he would not understand agricultural affairs. ”

All the ministers bowed their heads in contemplation, and fell into deep worry.

Although they all feel that Liu Ping is not suitable for the field order, this season's grain is about to be produced, and no matter what happens, they can only wait for the next season of cultivation, and this is another year.