67. There is a murderous aura
Lin Yu accompanied Fan Jianqiang and left after a conversation.
He still has something to do in the afternoon, and now he has to go to dinner, but he doesn't have time to spend time here with Fan Jianqiang, the ghost knows what happened in the court today, and now the sun is hanging high in the sky, and this morning dynasty is not over yet.
Today's court is indeed a headache for Lao Lin.
Isn't it just that I drank some wine yesterday, and I didn't have time to review this piece of music? Say, "Is this what you have to say?" I speak like a heinous villain. Damn, Lao Tzu is also a human being, and he will be fucking tired, and he won't let people relax?
Lao Lin was eager to pinch to death a few old things in the court who took the lead in finding trouble at this time, of course, this is just to think about it, these old things involve most of the officials in the court, once they are moved, it will be a hornet's nest, and the consequences will be unimaginable.
This was just an episode, and the criticism lasted for a long time, and finally ended in Lao Lin's compromise.
After that, there is the issue of military spending.
The civilian clique believes that nowadays, the Celestial Empire is peaceful in all directions, and the land, population, and materials are unprecedentedly powerful, and the surrounding countries have no courage to offend the Celestial Empire, so there is no need to spend huge military spending to feed the useless army.
They mean disarmament!
This touched the core of the military general group, how could they give in?
So it was noisy, and noon had come!
Lao Lin really wanted to say, "Noon has arrived, cut!" ”
It's a pity, I can only think about it.
"Okay, if you Aiqing continue to argue like this, there will be no result, it is better to postpone this matter, and I will send someone to the Quartet to investigate on the spot and then make a decision." Lao Lin acted as a-stirring stick, and when he left this sentence, he decisively came to retreat.
Ren Xi's shrill voice sounded in the main hall, and the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu let out a somewhat regretful sigh.
This group of people are all idle, the Celestial Empire is too strong, and the residual power left by the ancestors has not only not dispersed until now, but has become more formidable.
There is no external trouble, and the interior is also peaceful!
The Celestial Empire has been in good weather for more than ten consecutive years, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, not only the military feels that they are very useless, but also the civilian officials feel that they are very useless.
When you are an official, there are so many positions, and if others don't move their butts, how can others get into positions? So, you need to do something so that it's good for everyone.
Leaving the Tianyuan Palace, Lao Lin found that the sun was shining brightly today, and his depressed mood seemed to be much better.
At this time, it was noon, Lao Lin wanted to eat, as for the question of whether Fan Jianqiang was hungry or not, no one would consider this, it was one thing to attract the emperor's attention, and identity was another.
Fan Jianqiang does not have an official position, so this treatment is naturally very different.
Fortunately, Lin Yu, this kid is quite particular, and secretly brought Fan Jianqiang two steamed buns.
Handing a pot of water to Fan Jianqiang, Lin Yu said: "Let's deal with it, my father has had lunch, and he has some time to rest, and when he sees you and says something, it will probably be evening." It's not that I don't want to bring you good things, it's really inconvenient. If you don't have any vegetables, you can eat them with water. ”
Looking at the two white-flour steamed buns in his hand, Fan Jianqiang was a little sad.
Since he came to the capital, he has never owed himself anything to eat, and he has never refused to come with vegetables, fruits, and all kinds of meat, so he feels that he has gained some weight.
However, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.
Suddenly eating this tasteless steamed bun, I still choked, and it hurts to think about it.
It's not good to eat, it's not good to be hungry.
Fan Jianqiang had stomach problems in his previous life, and that taste was uncomfortable for many years, and he was disgusting with everything he ate, and he didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past.
The two steamed buns went down, and Fan Jianqiang suddenly had confidence.
An hour later, Lao Lin, who woke up, came to the imperial study in a leisurely manner.
The weather was hot, and even after a good night's sleep, Lao Lin still couldn't lift his spirits.
If it is in the court, unless there is an important event, such as the canonization of a general, the promotion of an official position, or the execution of a rebel, etc., there will be a kneeling to say, and when you see the emperor, you usually bow down to show respect.
"Fan Jianqiang has seen Your Majesty, may Your Majesty be evergreen."
Lao Lin Duo glanced at Fan Jianqiang, and when his workers saw him, they would generally say, "The minister XX sees Your Majesty." "Fan Jianqiang, this is a wonder.
But think about it, Fan Jianqiang is just a young man, although there are some special features, but after all, he has not seen much of the world, and it is normal not to know this.
"Excuse me." Lao Lin walked to the only chair in the imperial study.
Fan Jianqiang took a deep breath and cheered for himself in his heart, Brother Qiang is a traverser, what world has he never seen? Don't disgrace the traverser.
After Lao Lin arrived, the two palace maids behind him kept fanning him with fans left and right, he was refreshed, but the two palace maids behind him were sweating profusely.
Finding a comfortable position, Lao Lin opened his mouth and asked, "I heard that the tofu factory is your industry?" ”
Fan Jianqiang hurriedly said: "Your Majesty said that I just have some shares in the tofu factory, and the real ownership is actually royal." His Royal Highness holds forty percent of the shares in it and is the largest shareholder. ”
"Well, since it's royal, it should all belong to the royal." Lao Lin's fluttering words did not have a trace of fireworks, as if two people were chatting and discussing some irrelevant issues.
Fan Jianqiang's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little, he couldn't understand a little, the dignified emperor of the Celestial Empire, sitting on the world, why would he care about a small tofu factory?
Fortunately, he was not really fifteen years old, otherwise he would not have lived to this point, and had his own property in the most prosperous place in the world.
"What Your Majesty said is that this tofu factory was originally a royal property, and the shares I hold will be transferred to the hands of the Third Highness."
Fan Jianqiang replied decisively, without a trace of mud and water, and Lao Lin glanced at him at this.
Today, I summoned Fan Jianqiang to enter the palace, of course, not because I felt that Fan Jianqiang was special, had excellent medical skills, could brew fine wine, and purchased an industry in the capital in a short period of time, which was not enough to attract Lao Lin's attention.
The Celestial Empire is so big, and there is no lack of a strong Fan.
There is actually another reason for summoning Fan Jianqiang today.
"Don't use it now, I'll do it when I go back, besides, this Luzhou Laojiao ......"
"Your Majesty, this Luzhou Laojiao is the unique craft of my Fan family, this cannot be passed on, if Your Majesty likes it, I can provide Your Majesty with a hundred bottles of ...... every month, no, a thousand ......, uh, then in this way, on the basis of providing a thousand bottles of Luzhou Laojiao every month, I will divide half of the profits from the sale of wine into the hands of the Third Highness." Of course, Fan Jianqiang didn't want to hand over this unique business to the royal family easily, but Lao Lin raised his eyebrows quietly, and Fan Jianqiang could only let it go again and again.
For Fan Jianqiang not taking the initiative to give all the shares, Lao Lin was a little dissatisfied.