In the Xuanzheng Palace, where Emperor Wei dealt with government affairs, there was a special place called the Imperial Division, which was full of eunuchs, whose job was to assist Emperor Wei in approving and answering the chapters, propagating the edicts, and also managing all eunuch affairs. It takes such a group of people to run a huge imperial machine. When Emperor Wei was still reading the newspapers sent from various places every day, these eunuchs had already begun to reply to the cantata.

Whatever they felt was important, they would single it out and give it to Emperor Wei. The surname of the supervisor here is Xie, and the single name is a word, and everyone calls him Director Xie on weekdays. There are also three deputy directors and eighteen directors under him.

"Director Xie, look at this excerpt."

Xie Zhi took the piece from the deputy director Huang Yuan, glanced at the cover, and said disdainfully: "It's not an urgent performance, you just need to look at it and give an answer." ”

Huang Yuan was a little embarrassed, hesitated for a while, and said: "Take a look first, although it is not urgent, but the affairs involved are sensitive, and the subordinates dare not make arbitrary decisions." ”

What could be the matter that made Huang Yuan, who had been with him for more than 20 years, so embarrassed. Xie Zhi scolded "don't grow" in his mouth, opened the music himself, and after reading it, he only felt that his temples were jumping suddenly. Raising his eyes to look at Huang Yuan, he was speechless for a long time.

"You said that Third Master Jing is really so bold?"

Regarding Xie Zhi's question, Huang Yuanke couldn't answer, he only knew: "Behind Jing Sanye is the queen's mother, if this is really a trouble, it will definitely cause trouble to the middle palace." ”

"Say that you don't grow, and you still feel that you have been wronged." Xie Zhi sighed, he knew that Huang Yuan had a lot of dealings with the Middle Palace, and he also got a lot of benefits from it, and he raised this at this time, just hoping that Xie Zhi would protect the Middle Palace. However, this is not the case with He Hanyun at all. He is the expatriate messenger who besieged and reformed the salt fields, and he is going to gnaw a hard bone, and this twist and turn is just to pave the way for the future.

"The supervisor reprimanded his subordinates for being short-sighted and unable to see far-reaching, and asked the supervisor to make it clear."

Xie Zhi opened the chapter again and read it carefully, pointed to the words in it and said to Huang Yuan: "Let's talk about what kind of wishful thinking Jing Sanye has played. ”

The encirclement and reform of Yantian involves eight counties in southern Jiangsu Prefecture on the eastern coast, namely Yuntong, Yi'an, Xizhong, Hue, Anlu, Shangyan, Guangqu and Linzhong. Among them, Yuntong and Yi'an are large salt-producing counties, with a total of 100,000 mu of salt fields, and they are only assigned 50,000 mu of tasks for this encirclement and reform. The remaining six counties need to bear the remaining 450,000 mu of salt pans, with an average of nearly 80,000 mu per county.

Originally, the people of Yuntong and Yi'an often bought grain from the neighboring six counties because of the lack of food, and if they wanted to change out 500,000 mu of salt fields, I was afraid that not only the food supply of the two counties of Yuntong would be insufficient, but the other six counties would also be completely in a food crisis.

Xie Zhi and Huang Yuan analyzed that there are a total of ten counties in southern Jiangsu, and eight of them are in a food crisis, who will solve this problem?

"If you were He Hanyun, what would you do? In front is the life and death of the people in the entire southern Jiangsu Prefecture, and behind is the pressure of national policy, where to go? Xie Zhi asked.

Huang Yuan was sweating profusely when he thought about it, as if he had fallen into a dead end. In the end, he jumped out of the assumption that he was He Hanyun and said: "In this matter, whoever recommended him to go, it is simply forcing him to a dead end!" ”

"Who? Who else, Lord Tsukasa Jae-ju! ”

Xie Zhi smiled slightly and said: "He Hanyun has successfully reformed the siege, and the treasury has increased its revenue, and it is Zhu Min who has benefited. He Hanyun did not implement it effectively, but it was he who suffered. ”

He Hanyun naturally saw through the mystery, and was worried that there was no way to complain to Emperor Wei about this matter, so Jing Jian bumped into it himself. However, Jing Yi is also a business talent, and under such a big crisis in southern Jiangsu, he can still see the temptation of money.

"Do you know what a normal land sale looks like?"

"This subordinate knows that in a place like Sunan, land is bought and sold either for grain or for money. In a good year, there are 60 stone grains per mu of land, and 5 taels of silver; Forty stones per mu of land are owed, and three taels of silver are owed. ”

"If so, if your family's land is to be converted into salt fields by the government, would you rather ask for grain or money?"

"This ...... The subordinates want food, after all, the livelihood of the family is on food, and they may not be able to buy food with money. ”

"However, the amount of grain that the imperial court can take out to exchange for land is limited, and each mu of land cannot reach forty stones, which is about eighteen stones. At this time, if someone hoarded a large amount of grain at a low price in other places, arrived in southern Jiangsu by sea, purchased the land at a price of 25 yuan per mu, and then took advantage of the lack of grain in the imperial court, and proposed to sell the land to the imperial court at a price of 328 yuan. Didn't he just make it? ”

Huang Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and when he came back to his senses, he slapped his palms: "This Third Master Jing saw that the people and the court were short of food, but it was the idea of the court to buy the land." ”

"Why did he go to He Hanyun, now you know it, right?"

"Know, on the one hand, he has filled his pockets, and on the other hand, he can also solve the problem of He Hanyun's lack of food when he buys land." Huang Yuan can understand it at one point, but he still has a doubt in his heart: "Director, even if the people sell their fields at a price of 25 yuan per mu this year, it will not be enough for them to spend this year, what about next year?" ”

Xie Zhi closed the chapter and told Huang Yuan: "If you want to be the emperor, you must think about problems from the position of the emperor, if you want to be the emperor, you must think about problems from the position of the emperor, and if you want to be a flat-headed commoner, you think like you just thought, it is enough." ”

Huang Yuan took the chapter, probably understood the meaning of thanks, and asked: "Then the chapter should be sent to the saint for a look, after all, we are not his old people." ”

In fact, whether to send it or not to send it will not stir up enough waves in Emperor Wei's heart. He already knew that He Hanyun was complaining about his grievances, and he intended to tell Emperor Wei about the difficulties of changing the salt fields. However, the treasury was empty, and the days when civil officials delayed their payment did not make Emperor Wei feel embarrassed.

In order not to happen again next year, he had to sacrifice the people of Yizhou to maintain the stability of Wei. As for He Hanyun, whether he will become a victim or be able to turn things around, that is his own creation.

On the fifth day of the ninth month, before the middle palace Qianqiu, the local tax revenue was collected into the national treasury. Relying on the sale of treasury timber, Zhu Min also had a difficult time for two months. Looking at the income details reported by the Finance Department, Ji Hongduo gently stroked every word on it with his fingertips, and careful planning is the financial priority of this year.

"Niang, tomorrow is your thousand years, I will tell you a joke."

Jing Wei said angrily: "The emperor is stingy, and a joke will send the concubine away." ”

"You're going to laugh!"

Emperor Wei said, took a piece of music from Cheng Hai's hand, and handed it to the queen.

"Can the concubine see it?"

"The eunuchs of the celebrant can see it, not to mention that you are my queen."

Jing Hui opened the piece and read it carefully, but the more she looked at it, the more frightened she felt. She understood Ji Hongduo's temperament, so she began to laugh and groan, but it was not the first time that she was angry and scolded later. Trembling on his knees, he begged for his forgiveness: "Holy Lord, the concubine's uncle wants to crook his heart, you ...... Penalties! However, this matter was not done after all, and I hope you will be punished lightly. ”

Tears poured out like a, and the next moment Emperor Wei might fall and reprimand in the middle palace. However, these are all things she deserves, who allows herself to have an uncle who is not angry?

"Oh, it's not good for me, I said it would make you laugh! Why are you still crying? Get up, get up! ”

Ji Hongduo personally picked up Jing Hui, who was kneeling on the ground, and his smile did not decrease, but it made Jing Hui feel a chill in her back. I didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and I held the song tightly in my hand, ashamed.

"He's your uncle, or my uncle. I don't care about you, I should also think about the Queen Mother! So, let's take it as a joke, don't take it as an example! ”

Ji Hongduo said that, then took back the fold and left with Cheng Hai. Jing Wei only felt that she was stained with the light of the Queen Mother, otherwise she would not have escaped this time.

"Niangniang, tomorrow is your Qianqiu, don't cry anymore, otherwise the old lady should be distressed when she enters the palace and sees it, right?"

Youzhi reminded her that her mother will enter the palace tomorrow, and the mother and daughter only have one chance to meet once a year, so they can't worry their mother. took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears, squeezed out a smile at Youzhi, and went with her to see the reward prepared for her mother, before returning to Qifeng Palace with peace of mind.

As if God had specially prepared a gift for her, the second and third quarters had passed, and the nurse happily ran to Qifeng Palace to report the good news to Jing Hui: "The eldest prince can walk!" ”

"He's finally willing to walk, Hongu has always known that he can walk, he's not an idiot, no!"

There's nothing more exciting for a mother than seeing her son take his first steps steadily. What's more, it is a prince who has always been said to be a fool. For four years, his father had given up on him, barely mentioning the son.

The eldest prince in front of him was already able to walk steadily, and he was still holding the little flower cat sewn for him by his nurse. Seeing Jing Hui, he stopped, stared at her for a long time, and then smiled sheepishly.

Tonight's surprise is far more than that, and from the mouth of the eldest prince, he clearly shouted: "Mother! ”

Jing Hui couldn't control herself anymore, she hugged the eldest prince tightly, and kept reading: "Jinming, will you call your mother?" Is it okay to scream again, scream again? ”

After all, the child has to take the first step, and he will eventually speak, no matter what method others use to tie his feet and seal his mouth, they are creating an illusion.

"They think my Jinming is an idiot, but it's actually not a good thing."

Now Jing Hui is already very sure that Jinming is not an idiot, so she can use this rumor to fight back against those who have been waiting to see her jokes.

However, as a mother, the stone in her heart is only half falling. The second prince has not yet been given the name of Emperor Wei, only Jing Hui occasionally calls his milk name "Xue Lang", even if his body is as white as snow, Jing Hui hopes that there will always be a day when the snow will be clear.