Chapter Seventy-One: Discussing Jiangnan

Since the establishment of the 'Guilty Money' system with the Lord, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has turned losses into profits, and the good news has continued. However, Lord He knows that this money can't be spent casually, good steel must be used on the blade, and he must use this money in a place where his interests can be maximized - Southern Tour!

Qianlong loved Jiangnan all his life, Lin Junjie sang "Jiangnan" in children's shoes, and danced "Jiangnan" with a stick, and called it "style". When I first saw that MV, I immediately thought of their TV station: SBS.

In addition to the difference between Qianlong and them in the times, there is another point: they are engaged in literature and art, while Qianlong is engaged in politics.

Politics is above literature and art, and literature and art will always have to compromise with politics, which is beyond their reach.

Lao Tzu said that if you are qualified, you can put it; Lao Tzu said no, you should hurry up and entertain yourself on the Internet.

In the midsummer of the forty-eighth year of Qianlong (1783), he was still thirty-three years old this year, and Qianlong was still 72 years old, and there were still 15 years before his curtain call.

15 years, a long time, we can still have another month, not in a hurry. It's not okay with adults, he wants to take advantage of the fact that Qianlong Ye can still move, and quickly handle this matter: spend the money, make the leader happy, and mention his official again.

On this day, after dealing with business with the adults, he went to the Forbidden City, planning to report his thoughts on his southern tour to the leaders.

"And my lord, you really didn't come at the right time, the emperor just took the princes to the imperial garden, saying that he wanted the princes to plough the fields themselves. His old man's body is not so tough, he has to toss so much, he can't be persuaded no matter how he persuades him! "Soon after attacking with the adults, he met Wang Lian.

"Oh?! How many princes did you bring?! ”

"Yongxuan, Yongli, Yongyan, and Yongphosphorus all followed! Since you are here, I will inform you so that you don't have to run in vain. You come with me to wait outside the Imperial Garden. ”

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"Then thank you, Princess!" He said politely to the adults, and then followed Wang Lian to the Imperial Garden.

"Princess, why didn't the Twelfth Prince Yongjin follow?!" The two chatted without saying a word along the way.

"Can you ask me this, how can I know the emperor's thoughts as a minion?!" Wang Lian replied with a smile, with an unfathomable look on his face.

Qianlong Ye has a total of seventeen sons, there is no way, there is more land, more planting, and the output will naturally go up. Seven of these seventeen sons died before they were ten years old, and even if they were lucky enough to grow up, most of them died one by one in front of Qianlong. Among them, the fourth son of the emperor, Yongcheng, was also succeeded to Prince Yunji of LΓΌduan, and the sixth son Yongluo was succeeded to King Yunxi of Jingjun. Now, there are only five sons left by Qianlong's side, namely the eighth prince Yongxuan, the eleventh prince Yongli, the twelfth prince Yongjin, the fifteenth prince Yongyan and the seventeenth prince Yongli.

Lord Qianlong brought his four sons out today, but he didn't bring the twelfth prince Yongjin, which is very intriguing. And Wang Lian's expression seems to say something more.

The time has come to choose a reserve.

Not long after, the two came to the Imperial Garden, Wang Lian said goodbye, and ran to report.

"My lord, the emperor said that he made a poem and wants you to taste it, so I want you to go in immediately!" Wang Lian ran back with a spring breeze on his face.

"Thank you, princess!" He took out a small golden Buddha from his arms and stuffed it into Wang Lian's hand. Comrade Wang Lian was very calm, and took him into his arms, as if nothing had happened, and took him to the Imperial Garden.

At this time, Lord Qianlong was sitting on a stone bench in the shade of a tree with the four princes. He gasped slightly, and with a hoe in his hand, he looked like he had just finished working. The four princes next to him were also hoeing with their hands, sweating profusely, and when they saw Lord He coming, their faces showed joy.

The savior is coming!

"The emperor is so pro-ploughing the fields and pretending to be the people, it is really a blessing for the people of the Qing Dynasty!" As soon as the adults approached Qianlong, they immediately knelt down and slapped a big fart.

"Heshen, you came just in time, I just made a poem, and I just wanted to show you!" Qianlong Ye fainted all of a sudden, "Wang Lian, quickly prepare pen and ink for me!" ”

"Yes!" Wang Lian agreed, personally spread the rice paper on the stone table, and stepped forward with the adults to start grinding the ink.

Qianlong Ye twisted his beard and thought about it, picked up the pen at the moment, and did it in one go:

Sow the field and sow the ministers from,

It's not as good as the pro-cultivation of the Dian Rank Sect.

The cuckoo has the sound of spring,

Look at the flowers and the grass is all furry.

Labor is said to be diligent and urgent,

There is a lot of sorrow and hope for the rain.

Fortress Native Tian Sho Imperial Garden,

Every year, it is important to focus on agriculture.

To be honest, this poem is really not very well done. In addition to examining people, killing people, traveling in the mountains and rivers, and having a glimpse of the crowd in Qianlong's life, another biggest bad taste is to compose poetry.

He set a world record: he was the most prolific poet in the world. Of course, it's just quantity, not quality.

Qianlong's poems are recognized in the world: rotten. There are few boutiques. But because he is the emperor, he must be recorded, and everyone can only say yes, and adults are no exception.

"Good poetry, good poetry! Not only the poems are good, but the words are even better! The emperor's poems are strong and simple, tactful and smooth, showing your love for the people to the fullest, and there is a hidden way to rejuvenate the country, which makes people can't help but scream! Look at your calligraphy again, the gesture is hearty, full of sharpness, and the pen is dripping, which is really breathtaking and daunting! He exclaimed bitterly, looking surprised.

"Father Emperor Shengming!" Seeing this, several princes also knelt down in unison.

"Get up, get up! Hahahaha...... "Lord Qianlong's teeth were about to fall out with joy, and he immediately ordered the four princes to retreat.

After Yongxuan and the others left, he realized that the opportunity had come.

"Your Majesty, this situation suddenly reminded the slave of something, and I don't know whether to say it or not."

"Say!"

"The emperor has been in the palace for many years, and the Qing Dynasty has been in good weather under the emperor's governance, the country is peaceful and prosperous, even compared to the Holy Ancestor Kangxi! Especially in the area south of the Yangtze River, it is rich in products, and officials and wealthy businessmen have long admired the grace of God and have long been bent on retribution. Therefore, the slave thought that the emperor should take a tour of the south. In this way, you can not only observe the people's feelings, but also celebrate and give favors. ”

"Hmmm! Reasonable! Lord Qianlong nodded, "However, the southern tour will inevitably cost silver taels, and I am only afraid of increasing the burden of the people along the way, and the people will lose money!" ”

"Your Majesty, since the implementation of the 'Guilty Silver' system, the money of the Internal Affairs Office has been very abundant, and the Southern Tour does not need to alarm the people along the way, so why not work the people and waste money?!"

"Good! In that case, I'll leave the matter to you! However, we must not use a single penny of the state treasury, let alone take a penny from the people! ”

"Minions understand!" And the adults smiled: Okay!