Chapter 832: 'The Missing Emperor'

The first year of Ryan was a rare year of peace and quiet for Dalong.

There is no war at the border, and there is no disaster at the border.

Because of the bumper harvest of the first winter wheat in Qingzhou, it gradually began to radiate to the rest of the state capitals, so that the people of Dalong understood one thing, grain can be planted twice a year.

When Liu Dashao learned that Qingzhou Mansion actually had its own ancestral hall, he couldn't cry or laugh.

What made Liu Dashao speechless the most was that the plaque of the ancestral hall turned out to be the reincarnation of Shennong, and when he wanted to cry without tears, how could he dare to get this reputation.

No matter what Liu Dashao thought, the people firmly believed that it was the original Lord Qincha who made the famine-stricken Qingzhou Mansion full of grain for the first time.

There was no more starvation to death, and Qingzhou became one of the richest state capitals in the surrounding state capitals, and the ancestral hall was built by the people enthusiastically donated, and the local officials had to report the matter to the court.

But this twist and turn finally disappeared without a trace, and the Qingzhou officials had no choice but to stop it.

After all, the reputation of Qingzhou Mansion is getting better and better, and it also involves their performance evaluation.

I think that this year's file of the Ministry of Officials will definitely be full of praise!

Sweet potatoes have also been promoted by the imperial court, with the capital as a point to radiate more than a dozen state capitals, and the people have changed from the initial refusal and worry to actively planting sweet potatoes.

Only the tax revenue in the first year of Ruian expanded Dalong's treasury by two, and Jiang Yuanming, the head of the household department, is happy everywhere he goes, his waist is stiff, and he no longer has to buckle the rope to be his own head of the household.

In April of the second year of Ruian, the ice and snow melted for a long time, and the capital was once again full of vitality and renewed.

After the next dynasty, Liu Dashao was sitting in the gazebo at home, sorting out the accounts of the household department for a year.

Jiang Yuanming hugged his thighs and almost begged him to sort out the bad debts of the household in the past, and Liu Dashao refused again and again.

"Husband, haven't you finished calculating the accounts of the household department?"

The voice of the third princess Li Yan sounded from behind her, and Liu Mingzhi made a mark on the account book, wrote down a number, and then put down the brush in his hand.

"Yan'er is back, sit down and take a sip of tea, let's take a breath first, don't move the fetus!"

The third princess nodded lightly and sat on the stone bench covered with cotton wool on the side with her waist propped up, obviously her lower abdomen had not yet been revealed, but the appearance of the third princess was very good.

"You don't have to hold your back so early, the fetus hasn't grown yet?"

"No, the concubine has to take good care of the child in the womb, and other people's concubines don't care about the concubine, just do their own!"

Liu Mingzhi poured a cup of warm tea and handed it to the third princess: "How is it?" Have you seen your father? ”

The third princess pecked a sip of tea and shook her head faintly: "I was stopped by Manager Zhou without even approaching the Jing'an Palace, saying that my father was cultivating and didn't see anyone, so I just had to discuss it with the prince's brother!" ”

Liu Mingzhi frowned, and sighed with melancholy in his eyes: "From September 8 last year to April 18 this year, my father and emperor have not been to the court for half a year, and if you don't go to the court, you won't go to the court, why don't you even meet our children?" What is my father busy in the Jing'an Palace? ”

The third princess put down the teacup in her hand, looked at Liu Dashao with a worried expression, gently grabbed her husband's palm and held it tightly: "Husband, did you say that something happened to my father?" The prince's brother has been in charge of the country for six or seven months, and no matter how busy his father is, he won't show his face once, right? ”

Liu Mingzhi gently patted the third princess's hand: "Yan'er, don't worry, my father said before that it was to train the prince's brother's ability to run the government, and there will definitely be no problem!" ”

"But the concubine is always relieved in her body and mind, and the father may not see us There may be something unspeakable, but there must be a deadline when it will come out, right? The concubine was in the palace and faintly heard the palace maids and eunuchs secretly talking about the emperor's dragon body ........"

Although the third princess didn't dare to say it, the meaning was quite obvious.

"There are more and more courtiers in the court who oppose the prince's brother and the country, and Uncle Duanwang has been very active recently, husband, do you say that something really happened to your father?"

"Yan'er, don't worry, being impatient is not good for the fetus, you go back to rest and rest first, and after handling these account books for your husband, you will go to the ministers' homes to pay respects!"

The third princess took a deep breath and gently stroked her lower abdomen with her jade hand: "The concubine retreated first, if there is anything husband, you must tell the concubine in time!" ”

"Don't worry, you can rest in peace, my father will definitely be fine!"

After the third princess left, Liu Mingzhi picked up the brush in his hand, but he couldn't fall at all.

My mind was so chaotic that I couldn't calm down at all.

Put the brush on the inkstone, Liu Mingzhi stopped and looked at the scenery in the house, but his thoughts drifted far away!

The emperor did not go to court for seven months, and handed over all the court affairs to the crown prince, and the longer the time, the more lively the thoughts of the ministers in the court became.

There were many discussions in private about whether the emperor had already died, and the rumors that the secret mourning was just to let the prince sit firmly in his position Liu Mingzhi didn't know how much he had heard.

Now there are only two people in the entire Dalong who can see the emperor, one is the crown prince Li Baiyu, and the other is Zhou Fei, the head of the inner circle.

But whether these two people really saw the emperor and the Manchu Dynasty had different guesses.

"Well, it really doesn't seem to be good! Could it really be that His Majesty has really ............. as the ministers have discussed in private? Impossible, absolutely impossible! The death of the emperor is related to the national system, if the crown prince really conceals the death of the emperor, even if he ascends the throne as the emperor, he will be criticized by the ministers! ”

"Yan'er is His Majesty's favorite daughter, what kind of thing made her even turn Yan'er away, what is there in the Jing'an Palace?"

Liu Mingzhi, who had been pondering for a long time, had no thoughts, and no one in the emperor's civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty could understand the deep meaning except for the crown prince.

Forcibly removed the things about the emperor from his mind, and Liu Mingzhi began to calculate the accounts of the household department.

When the sun was waning, Liu Mingzhi finished clearing the thick stack of accounts.

Some old accounts unexpectedly found out that the loss of 300,000 taels of silver was missing, and it was thought that it was secretly operated by some officials of the household department.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

"Hey, Yiyi, Feifei, Daddy's little heart, why are you here? Let Daddy ........ Lian'er, you're crazy, is it really good for the two of them to play with these things so much? ”

Liu Dashao, who was about to hug Liu Yiyi and Liu Feifei, immediately took a step back, and looked at the scorpion centipede lying on the head of his two daughters speechlessly, and his heart was cold!

The two little guys who can already walk giggle and laugh with their immature little hands, grabbing the scorpion centipede with hair in their hands, and playing with them at will, without a sense of panic at all!

Qinglian stood behind her in plain clothes and looked at Liu Dashao aggrievedly: "Husband, what's wrong?" The more you cultivate the Gu Poison Technique, the better it will be, didn't you find that Yiyi and Fei Fei's faces are much better than those of Xiaoxiao? ”

"This .......... The key is that the husband is timid, how close is this with these poisons every day! ”

"Daddy, worm!"

"You two are my fathers, little ancestors, put them down quickly, don't play with these dangerous things."