Chapter 9 Pooling money to expand the salt fields, the Mid-Autumn Festival night people are not reunited

"What did Mrs. Wen Shu tell that night, didn't you go to put out the fire? Instead, it burned. ”

Liu Wan ...... Thank you, I'm finally free. ”

Liu Wan ...... Liu Wan ......"

"Wow!" A baby's cry, fortunately, there was this cry, otherwise Liu Wan would still be trapped in a nightmare.

Picking up the concubine beside him, he paced around his hut, gently patting her quilt, hoping that she would fall asleep soon. There was a bell outside the door, but Fei Yi showed no sign of falling asleep, and cried louder than the other.

Looking out of the window, I could see the burned house. Liu Wan could see it, as if Zhu Zhiyi was standing outside the door, and she showed a pale smile at her. At this glance, Liu Wan was so frightened that she quickly retracted her gaze, but she couldn't help but take another look to confirm whether she had seen a ghost.

Alas! There is no Zhu Zhiyi, but the wind blows the banana leaves swaying, but I am afraid that it will rain heavily tonight.

Sikong had already said in the court that he would repair the Yong'an Palace that had been drained, but because of the lack of money and the construction of the emperor's mausoleum, the expenditure in the palace this year has far exceeded the budget. Nowadays, the officials are still tightening their belts to live because they want to make up military salaries, how can they have spare money to repair the palace.

"Heh, I haven't had such a thing since the founding of the Great Wei Dynasty, it's a joke!"

Although the Mid-Autumn Festival is the time to use money, those officials are not really at the point where they can't get a penny. It's just that I'm looking for a reason to shame Situ Mansion.

Zhu Min's only daughter died unexpectedly, and it was when she was in pain, so she didn't have the heart to argue with them, just say whatever she likes. But Zhu Cong couldn't sit still, and had already come to Situ Mansion three times in a row.

"Are you really deaf and can't hear what people are saying?"

Zhu Cong has no patience, in his opinion, it is painful to lose his daughter, but being an official in the court is related to honor and disgrace, and it is also related to the people of the world. It's so decadent, it's unreasonable.

"Just say it, this is what the saint agreed, and it's not that I forced me not to give them money."

Zhu Cong knows his younger brother too well, and since he was a child, he has been in love and temperament, so he retreated. Now, the old problem has been made again. At this time, the more he was counted, the more it backfired.

"My niece is gone, I'm no better than you, Zhiyi can come out at any time, but we also grew up like babies from childhood. But you have to see the situation clearly. Wu Heng made it clear that he wanted to embarrass you and me, and knew that the saint would rather not eat or drink than delay military affairs, so he took the military salary to talk about things. As the Situ of Wei Guo, it is true that you want to open up sources and reduce expenditure, but now it is not possible to reduce expenditure to solve the problem. Open source ideas are the key! ”

Looking at Zhu Min's unyielding appearance, Zhu Cong told him the truth directly, but after all, the silver policy had to come from Situ's hands, and as a mound jai, he could only be in a hurry.

"It's easy to say, where can I raise money for a while?"

Zhu Min flicked his sleeves and asked helplessly.

"If you can't raise a lot of money, can't you raise a little money?" As soon as Zhu Cong's words came out, Zhu Min also looked sideways.

"There are foreign tributes in the treasury, and some things are expensive, but they can only be used in the treasury, and they still occupy space. For example, those precious wood, there are 50,000 catties of fragrant branch wood alone. You can go to the emperor and take out some of these things and sell them, there are so many wealthy businessmen in the world, can't you solve the money for the repair of Yong'an Palace? ”

This is a way, Zhu Min roughly calculated that a million taels of silver can be raised. It was also his own mind that he was immersed in the sorrow of the loss of his daughter, and he didn't turn the corner for a while.

"As for the long-term plan, you are Situ, you know better than me!"

Seeing that Zhu Min's eyes lit up again, Zhu Cong knew that he couldn't talk any more.

"I've thought about the long term! However, the matter of the ritual of the scriptures was put down again. ”

Zhu Min was willing to talk to himself, but Zhu Cong didn't disappoint him, took a sip of tea, and said, "You can tell me and listen to it." ”

"The Liu family, which has always controlled Haiyan, has now been under the control of the state, and it should also be grasped. If production is expanded on the original basis and sold to other countries, the profit is extremely high. Just ......"

Zhu Min wanted to speak and stopped, as if there was something difficult.

"It's just what, you name it, and we'll discuss it together." Zhu Cong looked at Zhu Min anxiously, Qiu Laohu was amazing, and after a while, sweat oozed from his forehead, and he had to raise his hand to wipe it from time to time.

Walking around the living room, Zhu Min clapped his hand and said ruthlessly: "To expand production, we must expand the number of salt fields." At present, there are 200,000 mu of seaside salt fields, and the yield per mu is less than 30 catties. At this scale, Wei itself is not enough to eat, let alone export to other countries. Therefore, we have to expand at least another 500,000 acres of salt fields. As the saying goes, a tael of salt, a tael of gold! My brother! ”

"However, if you expand the salt pans, you will occupy the cultivated fields, right?" Zhu Cong's brows furrowed, in the eyes of the people, occupying his cultivated land was cutting off his back road, which would inevitably breed contradictions.

Zhu Min also sighed, as if the silver was in front of him, but he couldn't get it.

"In total, you convene the Tian Tax Division, the Shiota Division. It's not that it's not feasible, but it's just that the resettlement of the people should be properly handled so as not to cause big trouble. Zhu Cong patted Zhu Min on the shoulder, and he handed over this important task to him.

Now that the state affairs are over, it's time to talk about family affairs.

"There's something else I'd like to discuss with you, but you don't like to hear it."

What Zhu Cong means by this is that if you don't like it, you have to accept it. Alas, there is something in recent times that he can not listen to if he wants to.

"Zhiyi died, although he was posthumously sealed, but there is no one from our Zhu family in the harem after all. On the contrary, Wu Heng's niece Murong Yueqing is very able to speak. ”

The outer court and the inner court are originally one, didn't Zhu Zhiyi first enter the palace for this purpose? If something really happens in the family, no number of staff members may be able to match a word from the harem woman. It's just that now, not to mention that the Zhu family really doesn't have a woman of the right age to send to the palace, even if there is, Zhu Min is reluctant to send it in.

"What are you going to do?"

Preemptively, Zhu Min opened his mouth to ask his brother.

Zhu Cong often sighed and said, "Your sister-in-law's mother-in-law has a daughter, who is seventeen years old this year, and she is said to be good-looking and generous, and knowledgeable. I asked her to go back to her mother's house in the next few days, and by the way to see how the girl is, if it is suitable, she will take advantage of this year's concubine to be sent to the palace. ”

"You have an idea, you just need the girl's consent."

It seems that he remembered the scene when Zhiyi entered the palace again, and after crying all day, his eyes were still swollen, so he was stuffed into the carriage. Since then, it is rare to see her once a year, and I still look at her from afar. The father and daughter couldn't say a word, and they didn't know if she was happy.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet, the emperor and queen returned to Qifeng Palace together. The full moon is reunited, but Ji Hongduo's heart is always empty. He was thinking of someone, a man who was as stubborn as a red plum in the snow. endured and endured, and finally asked Jing Hui: "How is she doing recently?" ”

For this year's family banquet, Ji Hongduo specially asked people to arrange it to be held in the Zhaofeng Palace, which is closest to Yong'an Palace, and specially instructed people to bring the proton of Qi Kingdom. When he heard Cheng Hai say "Yan Nanting, the prince of Qi State", he raised his head and stared at the palace gate fixedly. But in the end, he was disappointed. With Yan Nanting, it was his nurse and two palace maids. There is no figure of Liu Wan, do you really want him to name Liu Wan to follow?

Ever since Yan Nanting, the proton of Qi Kingdom, entered Zhaofeng Palace, Ji Hongduo's mood had become very bad, and he shouted loudly at the palace maid who had misplaced the cup. Jing Hui thought that Yan Nanting's arrival had affected Emperor Wei, so she whispered in his ear: "If you don't like the proton to go to the banquet, the concubine will let the nurse take him back first?" ”

"What kind of bastard? Do you want to make the world laugh at me? ”

Jing Hui himself ignited the emperor's anger on his body, but he was a dumb person who couldn't say what he was suffering from. The few palace concubines who were close to each other all looked sideways, and Jing Wei smiled awkwardly, it was just that.

Finally, this unhappy Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet passed, and the emperor also felt that he should not reprimand the queen in public, and compensated him in private.

never thought that after admitting his mistake sweetly, Ji Hongduo actually asked about Liu Wan's situation. Wouldn't it be a dereliction of duty to answer that he himself did not know. However, if she told him the truth, she would not be confident that she would be able to keep Ji Hongduo tonight.

The smile on Jing Hui's face froze. Immediately, he said with great concern: "On the night of the Yong'an Palace, I may have caught a cold, and I heard that the child was sick. ”

"She can't even take care of a child, how is she a mother!"

Ji Hongduo first blamed Liu Wan for not taking good care of the child, was silent for a moment, and then turned his head and asked Jinghui: "You and I have two princes, both of whom are more well-behaved and sensible than other princes, which shows that you teach well." I see that you often let Mrs. Dun carry Jinyu to the palace, but you like your daughter? ”

"Yes!"

Jing Hui thought that what she was looking forward to was coming, but she blushed and lowered her head, but Ji Hongduo did not make any further moves. He just stood up and wandered. Suddenly, an almost thunderous question came out of Ji Hongduo's mouth.

"Would it be good to take Fei Yi out and keep it by your side? Anyway, you're her mother-in-law, and you're in order! ”

"Huh?"

Jing Hui couldn't answer this question for a while, and raising that girl in Qifeng Palace didn't mean that she recognized her status as a princess, and she was still a concubine?

I only felt that my head was buzzing, Jing Wei reached out to support her forehead, and said softly: "Concubine, I'm afraid I have suffered from the cool breeze and has a headache." ”

The imperial doctor came, but Ji Hongduo left. He said that he felt sorry for Jing Wei and didn't want to disturb her rest. But Jing Wei knew that it was his own reaction that disappointed him. The queen of the palace in the palace was actually embarrassed by a palace maid, Jing Hui felt very pathetic.