Zhu Minben frowned, with anxiety on his face: "But now there is no food to eat, which is the urgent need, you Aiqing, is there really no good plan?" hook

Another young courtier stepped forward: "Can you let those farmers rent out their surplus farmland, one person can't plant so many fields, and let other farmers who have no land to plant help sow seeds."

Zhu Minben clenched his fists: "You said that there are people who have no land to plant! What do you let them do?"

"Back to Your Majesty, those people who have no land to plant, you can encourage them to become their own children first, and now when the two countries are at war, it is the time to employ people, if the common people can lead by example like officials, one daughter has seven sons, why worry about injustice!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty thinks that too many refugees from the east are moving in the direction of the capital and settling in the capital along the way, which has caused great pressure on the capital, and I propose to issue a decree that only those who have purchased a mansion in the city can live in the city!"

"Your Majesty, since the founding of the country, the life expectancy of the common people has exceeded half a hundred, and your majesty thinks that the recruitment of troops should not be based on the age of the past, and those under the age of forty-five should be counted as the prime of life, and they should be sent to the front line as soldiers!"

Zhu Minben clenched his fists, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were deep.

He knew that these words were stupid, stupid, and crazy. hook

Not only did he know, but these ministers also knew, everyone in the court knew it, even the eunuch next to him knew it...... But everyone pretended not to know.

Two months ago, there were three people who didn't pretend not to know, so Zhu Minben made them ministers of the Imperial Mission, and went to do the things they proposed, to provide disaster relief, and to eliminate chaos.

However, in just two months, none of the three chasers survived, one died of the rogue, one died of dysentery, and one died when the carriage lost control and fell off the cliff.

Since then, there has only been a group of corpse vegetarians left in the early dynasty, babbling gibberish all day long.

"Retreat."

"Long live my emperor, long live long live, long live long live."

Listening to the tsunami-like long live of the mountains, Zhu Min's face was like iron, and he drove back to the palace, and on the dragon chariot, he took out the "Social Finger True Scripture" that he had always cherished closely, and opened the first sentence on the cover: [Minben, if one day, someone distorts my words and does things that harm the people in my name, then everything that the father has done before will fail. hook

People-oriented, remember, the people are precious, the community is secondary, and the monarch is light. It is not the emperor who sits on the dragon chair, but the emperor who lies on the soles of the people's feet. 】

Zhu Minben closed the book that he had read countless times, and his eyes flashed with tears.

In fact, Zhu Min knew that he was no longer the emperor......

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, summer is coming, every season, Luo Huainan will think of the smell of sweat on the women of Zuixianlou, rouge gouache and sweat mixed together, making people breathless.

In the summer, the drunken fairy building will tear down the stage for singing in the backyard during the day, enclose a space with wooden boards, and then divide it into small compartments.

In each cubicle, the bustard mother will put a specially made square wooden barrel, which occupies almost 50% of the space in the cubicle, and fill it with cold water, where the guests and the girl meet.

Guests take a bath in a wooden barrel while the girl sits on a stool and plays the harp. hook

In this way, the man can listen to the sound of the piano while watching the crystal sweat flow down from the woman's body, the man eats the green fruit, while saying all kinds of provocative and obscene words, and from time to time splashes water on the woman outside, and when the silk clothes are soaked and the spring light is looming, he will take it and drag it into the water.

Drunken Immortal Building made a name for itself by this.

In Wu'an City, there is no brothel that can imitate the drunken fairy building, because there are no other brothels with such a good girl, and those who can do this can only be a stunner who can make men itch without relying on rouge gouache.

Luo Huainan was also often called to do this, but she wore more clothes than ordinary women, even if she was soaked, she couldn't see it, and she received all prominent businessmen and nobles, often polite and elegant.

At that time, Luo Huainan knew that the bustard was to let those rich people see her, but she couldn't touch her, which was more private and ambiguous than chatting in the room and meeting in the cool bath.

And this is the thing she hates the most, because at this time, she will be extremely clear that she will become a *** in the future.

Since he was very young, he has been like this every summer, so Luo Huainan hates summer, but fortunately there will be no such summers in the future. hook

"Brother Su Lin, the weather is getting hotter, do you want to take a cold shower?" Luo Huainan looked at Su Lin beside her, she was now sitting in the same carriage as Su Lin, and they were sitting separately before.

She was also aware of Su Lin's changes, and whenever she left for a short time and appeared in front of Su Lin again, the joy and eagerness that flashed in the other party's eyes were real.

Luo Huainan had seen the same look in many admirers, but those men who loved her had more greed in their eyes, while Su Lin's eyes were more painful restraint.

At first, Luo Huainan felt that her judgment was not wrong, as Zhao Yong said, she and Su Lin's brother were only one layer of window paper that had not been pierced, but her repeated hints in the past few days were ignored, so that she couldn't help but wonder if it was her own delusion.

In other words, Brother Su Lin just looked at her too naïve, thinking that he was just a simple little girl.

But how could a girl who grew up in a place like Drunken Immortal Tower be naïve, she knew much more than she looked from the outside.

To use a vulgar analogy, others have never eaten pork and have seen pigs run, but she sits in front of a large number of pork eaters every day, smelling the smell of meat, and being dangled in front of her eyes with hooves, telling her that one day she will eat enough pork, and she will have to eat every day for the rest of her life, and she can only stop when she is old and can't eat. hook

So Luo Huainan knows very well how to eat pork, she has been learning how to eat pork for ten years in her eighteen-year-old life, which makes her very afraid of eating pork, but she is now very glad that she is proficient in how to eat pork, she thinks that her ten years of study may be for eating well today.

She had already made up her mind and put it into action, she poured what Zhao Yong had left for her during the day into Su Lin's breakfast, and watched him eat it with her own eyes.

To be sure, keep an extra portion at noon and in the evening, so you should be fine.

Luo Huainan held her chin, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and looked thoughtfully at the green field outside the window, the breeze blowing her soft sideburns, and the sun followed the curtain on her face.

Even if she didn't look at Su Lin, she could feel that Su Lin around her was preoccupied.

But she is very happy at the moment, even if she knows that she is not doing it right, but she will not regret it and will not feel guilty, she knows very well that the guilt and sadness have been sucked away by the other self, so she has no scruples, and all that is left is the expectation of happiness.

She has begun to get used to being like this, and she knows how to make herself happy. hook

When does the sun go down? She couldn't wait until the evening.