Two days later, the Eastern Jin Palace.

In the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, Jun Youhua sat on a golden dragon chair with a serious face, a pair of sharp phoenix eyes glanced at the hundred officials standing below, his expression was not angry and arrogant, and after his eyes stayed on a certain official for a while, he then looked down at the fold in his hand.

In the audience, except for the crown prince Jun Yuyang and Prime Minister Lin Chengfeng, who were standing on the left and right, who dared to look at each other for a long time, the other officials looked directly at the back of the head of the person in front of them without squinting.

But if you look closely, there is a faint smile between their eyebrows, and a sense of relief that cannot be spoken.

Yes, His Royal Highness King Chen didn't come to the morning court for two days, and they could finally not feel the oppression as if they were coming from hell.

For half a year, they were trembling in the court every day, for fear of provoking the moody Shura-kun.

Everyone adheres to the principle of talking less and kowtowing more, saying things are complicated and simple, trying to suppress their sense of existence, not being in the limelight, etc.

In the middle of the night, Jun Youhua slowly closed the fold, and a pair of bottomless black pupils quietly watched the people in the hall, without saying a word.

In the hall, there was an aura of cold and coercion in an instant, which made the officials who had just smiled between their eyebrows consciously and gradually retract their smiles, their heads were slightly lowered, and their eyes moved from the back of the head of the person in front of them to the neck.

They just be, it seems, it seems to be too obvious, or wait for the next dynasty to return to the mansion... ···

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you have any objections to the policy of reducing taxes for the people?"

As soon as his voice fell, Lin Chengfeng, who was the leader on the right, immediately walked to the middle of the main hall and saluted Jun Youhua and said: "Your Majesty, last year's flood made the people in the south have no harvest, and in the disaster relief, the people in the Eastern Jin Dynasty also contributed food and clothing to each household with their meager efforts, so that the homeless suffering people can survive. ”

"Oh?" Jun Youhua raised his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, those who win the hearts of the people win the world, and now although the Eastern Jin Dynasty has not reached its prosperity, it is also a country and a peaceful country." Speaking of this, Lin Chengfeng raised his head and looked directly at the emperor of a country on the dragon chair, with a straight face, "Now, the only thing missing is the people's heart." ”

Before, the people took the initiative to contribute their meager efforts, and he was sure that most of them would be due to the fact that His Royal Highness King Chen of the Eastern Jin Dynasty would go south to investigate.

Now, if the emperor announces to the world that the tax will be cut by half, can those people be unhappy and disrespect the emperor like a god? There is a son of heaven who loves the people like a son in charge of the government, and those simple-minded people will laugh out loud even if they dream!

"Well, the prime minister is right." Jun Youhua nodded.

is worthy of Lin Han's son, he can see things so thoroughly at a young age, and the old prime minister really teaches his son well!

Glancing at Jun Yuyang on the left again, a flash of relief flashed in his eyes, and when he thought of Jun Yichen again, his eyes were full of pride.

His two princes are not bad, they are both dragons and phoenixes among people, and they are better than the blue compared to him back then.

One is that his personality is a little more sleek than himself, and he is comfortable in officialdom.

One is that he is more ruthless than himself in his actions, and he can cope with it on the battlefield with ease.

"Prince, what do you think?"

Jun Yuyang bowed his head respectfully and said: "Back to my father, my son feels that in order to appease the suffering people in the south, the imperial court can give them tax exemption for three years, and the people in other places can reduce taxes by half. ”

"Yes." His answer made Jun Youhua very satisfied.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what are your opinions on the statement of the crown prince and the prime minister just now?"

"The ministers have no objections." Hundreds of officials spoke at the same time, and they resounded in the Qianqing Hall in an instant.

One is a cunning and black-bellied prince, and the other is a sanctimonious prime minister, how dare they have any opinions? Even if there were, I had to rot that unrealistic idea in my stomach.

Those corrupt officials who rely on tax collection to scrape the people's fat and ointment are even more opinionated, as long as this policy is promulgated and implemented, won't they have a magnificent reason to accumulate wealth?

However, they can only slander in their hearts, which one dares to propose it!

Seeing that the hundreds of officials in the audience were so interested, the corners of Jun Youhua's mouth curled slightly, "If Zhong Aiqing has nothing else to report, he will retreat." ”

"The ministers are leaving."

When they turned around and retreated outside the hall one after another, a guard with a knife stepped in from the palace gate, walked to the hall and knelt down to salute: "Your Majesty, King Chen's personal guard Feng Xuan asks to see you." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone paused, and everyone stood still and did not move.

King Chen didn't come to the court, but the personal guards came...

"Biography." Jun Youhua waved his hand.

"Yes."

As soon as the guard disappeared at the door, a black figure walked straight towards the main hall with a strong wind under his feet, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance was dignified, even if he became the focus of attention of hundreds of officials, he was still calm and calm, and his expression was indifferent.

Walking to the middle of the main hall, he shook off the black cloak behind him, and when he was about to kneel and salute, Jun Youhua said in an eager tone: "Feng Xuan, the false etiquette is exempt, say quickly, what does King Chen want you to pass on?" ”

In the past, I had never seen him send Feng Xuan to pass it on, but now...

"Back to the emperor, the prince has a letter, and I ask the emperor to take a look." Feng Xuan took out a letter from his bosom and handed it forward with both hands.

"Li Fu." Jun Youhua glanced sideways and glanced at the person standing beside him.

"Yes." Gonggong Li hurriedly walked to the stage, and when he took the envelope from Feng Xuan's hand, he walked back quickly, his movements were fast and capable.

As soon as he got the envelope, Jun Youhua couldn't wait to open it, took out a piece of letter paper inside, spread it out and took a look, and there were a few big words written on it: 'Father, test your acting skills, it is urgent'.

There are also a few lines of small words attached below, saying that he was assassinated by the killers of the Blood Soul Palace in the Chenwang Mansion, and was seriously injured because he was overdrunk and too light on the enemy, and he wanted to play his acting skills on his own as the king of a country, so that everyone in the court knew that he was seriously injured.

Jun Youhua's forehead slid down a few black lines, and he didn't even let go of his own Lao Tzu!

Also, is it really good for him to slander the first house in the world like this?

After a while, he dragged the letter paper with his left hand, and slapped his right hand the handle of the dragon chair, "Bang!" ”

Everyone in the audience was still in the fugue, and they were all secretly wondering what King Chen had written in the letter, and whether it was an unlucky official who was caught by King Chen again? Suddenly, a loud slapping sound hit their minds, so frightened that they almost lost one of the three souls.

They all looked at the stage where the sound came from.

"It's too much of a deception! This Blood Soul Palace simply doesn't take the Eastern Jin Dynasty in its eyes, let alone me!

Jun Yuyang in the audience suddenly snorted, "Why does this sound so familiar?"

"Feng Xuan, how is King Chen now?" Jun Youhua's chest rose and fell, obviously angry.

"After writing the letter, he fell unconscious." Feng Xuan lowered his head and replied, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he now finally knew where the prince's ability to lie without blushing came from, it turned out to be genetic.

Hearing that Jun Yichen was unconscious, Jun Yuyang hurriedly asked, "Father, what's wrong with the emperor?" ”

Why did such explosive news come out of nowhere? His royal brother wouldn't be calculating anyone again, would he? He was seriously injured by a killer? The ghost believes that since he wants to act, as his imperial brother, of course he must do his best to cooperate.

Jun Youhua's eyes flashed with a cold light: "I was seriously injured by the sinister and cunning killers of the Blood Soul Palace, and now, I am unconscious." ”

"Blood Soul Palace?" Lin Chengfeng's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his red lips pursed slightly, but he said in his heart, 'Which one is this guy going to make trouble again?' 'No matter how powerful the killer of the Blood Soul Palace is, it is impossible to hurt his pervert?

Miss Xiao has disappeared for more than half a year, he is thinking about the beautiful woman, who dares to disturb him without his life, even if it is the killer of the Blood Soul Palace, I am afraid he will have to leave the palace sideways, right?

However, there are always people on the Qiyun Continent who are too carried away and don't sort out the relationship.

For example, among the hundreds of officials, an official lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth showed a triumphant and ruthless smile, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart, 'The killer of the Blood Soul Palace is really credible, it seems that the 100,000 taels of gold are not in vain'.

In just a second, the expression on his face turned into a puzzled look, as if the cruelty just now had never appeared.