"Scholar Yang is really prepared, since he is ready, let's talk about it, Yin wants to see what kind of high-talent debate this is, don't be some kind of foolish dream. Ranwen"

Yang Hanlin ignored Yin Xiang's ridicule and continued to tell: "The northern main stream of the Great River is the boundary river between Hangu and Jiuyuan, Taiyuan and Beidi. With the improvement of iron smelting technology in the past thousand years, the mining industry on both sides of the North River has to pay the same tax and silver to the imperial court as the land tax, which shows the optimism of the prospects for mining development.

It is necessary to assign the transportation of mining to the imperial court for specific transportation.

First, it controlled the entire direction of the iron industry, and although the imperial court promoted its development, it must be in its own hands.

Second, it stabilized the interest relationship between the public and Caoyun, and Caoyun would be willing to be arranged by the public.......

The above is only a kind of evidence, and the specific details are discussed by the Department of Agricultural Administration, the six ministries, and the cabinet, so that the relatively large industries, such as the textile industry, the salt industry, the mining industry, the ceramics industry, the jade industry, the timber industry, etc., are designated to the official Caoyun, and the profits from the Caoyun can not only maintain the river, but also the surplus should be quite rich. ”

Yin Xiang's face was gloomy, and he pondered and argued.

Other ministers also began to whisper.

Shen Xiangzhao, who was standing in the back row, heard Bai Xiang walking in Shudi, and his eyes changed.

When I was young, that name had resounded all over the land of Kyushu, and in my heart it was a god-like figure, unattainable, Bai Jiangyan... Bai Xinlan...

The people who sat down and listened to it were also very excited: "What Yang Qing said is extremely true! ”

also quipped: "This is again inspired by the strategy of Bai Xiang's book?" It can be seen that it is not only the rise of listening, but also the subordinate courtiers can smell a little bit of this sentence.

Yang Hanlin said: "Your Majesty is ashamed, this time it was a strategy sent by His Royal Highness King Rui, thanks to His Royal Highness, Yang just made a microphone, even if it was a microphone, Yang did it freely." ”

When Emperor Qingfeng heard Yang Hanlin talk about Fu Chun, his eyebrows and eyes showed lightness, and he flashed, and he quipped: "Oh, when did Yang Hanlin get closer to Chun'er, but Yang Aiqing thought of me in front of me, and there was no father like me in his eyes." ”

Yang Hanlin knelt down and said: "Your Highness said it in private, as soon as this statement comes out, it will alarm the government and the opposition.

There will be some unnutritious nonsense, even if it is a good strategy, I am afraid that it will be greatly hindered, and the saint will be caught in the middle, then it is not to solve the worries, but to add to the blockage. ”

Emperor Qingfeng was very touched when he heard it, and just said: "Chun'er has always made me feel at ease. This seemingly ordinary sentence can be said from the mouth of an emperor, and the amount of information in it is quite large.

Emperor Qingfeng said: "In this way, wouldn't the public fortune want to be a monopoly, wouldn't there be a suspicion of competing with the people for profit." ”

Yang Hanlin said: "In addition to a few designated industries, others can trade on their own, so that officials, localities and agricultural ships can stimulate each other and compete for ......."

In the main hall, there was another debate among the ministers.

The one on the dragon throne sat firmly on the top, his muscles jumping, and he listened patiently to the noise of the main hall.......

The ministers fought for this matter, of course, for the brilliance of King Rui this time, they were all unexpected, and the focus of the debate was mainly focused on, how to integrate the Cao Yun, how to collect taxes, and how many imperial historians were sent to inspect and control? The quarrel goes on and on......

Again

It is these princes who have become the focus of attention in people's eyes, and their thoughts are even more different.

The eldest prince's eyebrows furrowed, those two younger brothers are so annoying, they have to mix a foot in everything, or such a heavy kick, you can't see it if you want to, you can't show your ability, isn't it, there are always these disgusting shadows on the road that accompanied my growth.

The second prince has no expression unchanged for eternity.

The third prince's face was gloomy, and the green tendons in his hands burst out.

After King Zhuang returned home, he had a lot of thoughts.

I am very pleased that Ah Chun's cane is beautiful, if it is replaced by himself, it may not be as good as Ah Chun.

Two days ago, when Fu Chun's several policy theories were in front of him, King Zhuang's head was big, and after reading it, he didn't say anything for a long time, so he invited Yang Hanlin to come over the house to talk about it, Yang Hanlin was very resistant to meeting in private, so he had to take out the Shu Jin Meng Zhao biography that was sandwiched in the middle of the policy theory, and Meng Zhao was the word of Bai Xiang, which attracted Yang Hanlin, and Yang Hanlin met each other, so that there was a war of words in the court today.

Look at the detailed arguments on the table,

"The first of the university is in Mingmingde, in the people, and in the perfection ......"

"When Shu is no longer mentioned in the past 30 years, it is called a small place in Bashu......"

"Iron mining in the northern section of the Great River...."

"The chapter is not to be afraid, the saint has no intention of establishing a ......"

Of course, some of them are private letters to King Zhuang.

King Zhuang thought about Fu Chun's temperament, but he couldn't think of such a detailed content, and his words were not so sharp, could it be that little boy, such a talent, I hope Ah Chun can grasp it......

When the saint returned to the harem.

Fu Chun handed over the supplements and private messages through Fang Zhongren to Emperor Qingfeng, his son did a good job, and his father's heart was not excited, it was fake, and he was still thinking about his father, and he didn't feel that it was fake.

Zhao Guifei cried sparsely, snuggled in the arms of the saint, and shrunk her body. Zhao Guifei's original words were to recruit Ah Chun back quickly, what, her son almost died in Yuzhou, don't want Ah Chun to go out on an errand again, as long as Ah Chun is alive.

If King Zhuang heard his mother say such a non-political level, he didn't know what expression he would make.

The saint is not an ordinary person, and he coaxed Bai Lianhua in a few words.

The third prince returned to the house.

Meeting room

Li Zhong, who had just returned from Yanjun, knelt down.

It is said that 20 days ago, Li Zhong was also very tricky in Yanjun.

Here's the thing.

Twenty days ago, in a private house in the county.

A thin, yellow-faced man of thirty-five was carving something on a stake with an engraving knife in his hand.

An hour later, the model has come out, resembling a wine jar, rough and ordinary, it is unbelievable why he didn't buy a pottery jar directly, and it was difficult to hide his heart between his eyebrows, and his expression was uncertain.

There were deep scratches carved into the inner wall, and if you look closely, they are several rows of small characters.

Then the inside and outside are painted with black lacquerware, leaving only the space for the engraved handwriting.

Put the wooden jar on its side, take out the white particles from the paper bag on the side, sprinkle it in the groove engraved on the inner wall, spread a thick layer, and then take out a clear yellow liquid from the small jade bottle on the side, and then make a "zi" sound, like the explosion of a lit thing

With the sound of shattering, the white particles quickly bubbled out with black foam, and instantly became a black mottled thing, bordering the black lacquerware, and the appearance seemed to be one, and it was impossible to see the inside at all.

This man is the Imperial Supervisor Yang Xinjiang Yang, who was sent by the imperial court to supervise and assist the county guards and the capital......

Lord Yang took out a jar of wine from the deep pit buried under the osmanthus tree on the east wall, poured the wine into the newly made wooden jar, poured half of it, sealed the wooden jar, and put it back into the pit.

Yang Xinjiang did the work in his hand unhurriedly, and then moved the half jar of wine to the stone table, and said to Li Zhong, who was on the opposite side: "Foot, still don't give up, my family Rong'er and Ming'er are in your hands, what else do you have to do, now I have really become a widow, I want to kill or chop you at will." ”

"Hand over your poll tax books!"

"Haven't they all been handed over to you?" ......

"There's one more important item, hand it over quickly."

Yang Xinjiang said: "I don't know what you're talking about?" ”

"Don't think that His Royal Highness King Rui is going to come to inspect Jianghuai, you people are ready to move, what are the best thoughts to put away, the person you hope to turn the situation around in one fell swoop is no longer alive." After saying that, he laughed.

Yang Xinjiang still looked tepid: "Then what is nervous under your feet, it is better to sit down and have a drink with Yang." ”

"Lord Yang is relieved, and I don't know how Ling Ai Linglang is doing now, but you still have the heart to drink."

Yang Xinjiang didn't seem to be listening to Li Zhong's words, lifted the wine jar and poured it upward, dripping wine down his cheeks, hair, and jaw, rolling up and down his throat, a few breaths, the wine was empty, Yang Xinjiang threw the empty jar down, all the powder was broken, haha laughed, but the laughter was hoarse, and the tear ducts of laughter were squeezed out of wetness: "You are a knife, I am a fish and meat, in today's situation, Yang has something to say, I said no, you don't believe me, what can I do."

In any case, I am also an important minister of the court with an annual salary of 2,000 stones on an equal footing with the county guard and Duwei, what is it, but it is a dog raised by your master, drinking five and six here, there is really no royal law in my eyes, and I really can't do it when my master can cover the sky with one hand.......

Coming back from Yanjun, Li Zhong had already done a bad errand, planning to hide for two days, and then find an opportunity to do a beautiful thing, so as to find a supplement from the master, today I suddenly heard that King Rui was not dead, and suddenly the soles of his feet had needles, standing pain, walking in a panic, and finally came to see the master.......

Li Zhong, who was kneeling on the ground, saw the three princes' muscles jumping, his eyes were violent, and he didn't even dare to raise his head, and he didn't dare to come out when he knelt there.

The three princes, dragged off their coats, swept the clothes together, swept the water cups, porcelain, antiques and jade pieces on the table, and the ping-pong pong was spinning on the ground. A piece of slag was shattered.

Li Zhong's brain was already dripping with beads of sweat.

Seeing this, the beautiful maid who had just stepped into her foot withdrew the foot she had just stepped in.

The third prince, who was standing there with his back, heard a slight noise behind him, turned around, his eyes were gloomy, and he hooked his index finger.

The beautiful maid raised her little face, her body shrunk, and her eyes were flustered.

The third prince said: "Come here!" "The voice is muffled.

The beautiful maid took two steps forward under pressure, her hands trembled, one unsteadily, and the tea spilled on the tray.

The third prince said: "Kneel!" Raise it above your head. ”