The princes glanced at each other, ready to move.

The next second.

Sun Zhengying, the secretary of the Criminal Department, raised his voice and said loudly: "The lower official is willing to give 200,000 taels!" ”

Qian Haonan, the secretary of the military department, was not to be outdone, and immediately said: "The lower official is also willing to give 200,000 taels!" ”

Side.

Zhou Zheng, the young master of Honglu Temple, gritted his teeth, looked at Fang Xiu, and said loudly:

"Xia Guan will sell his property tomorrow, and he can make up enough for 100,000 taels!"

Seeing this, the rest of the people spoke:

"The next official will pay 100,000 taels!"

"The next official will pay 80,000 taels!"

“......”

Less than a cup of tea in time.

I made up more than three million taels!

The people present were all core members of the Fang Party, and there were not many of them, so they could still make up so much silver.

Wait for a while.

Call on the officials and gentry to donate silver.

To say less, you can make up more than 10 million taels.

For military pay, it is completely sufficient!

Wu Mingkong looked at the princes in front of him, his expression was complicated, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

She always thought that Daqian's country belonged to hers and was also a scholar's.

When the country is in danger, the scholars will lend a helping hand no matter what.

But they didn't expect that in their eyes, it doesn't matter who the country owns, what matters is only interests.

Even in the face of the invasion of the Zhou State, there were not enough benefits, and they were not willing to give an extra penny.

If it weren't for Fang Xiu, he would have distributed the benefits of those shops to them and tied them to the same warship.

Even if they saw the power of guns and cannons, and knew that the new army had the ability to dominate the world, they would not easily hand over the money.

For them, the benefits trump everything!

The world is bustling, all for profit.

The world is crowded, all for profit.

Throughout the ages, it has never changed.

Thinking of this, Wu Mingkong couldn't help but sigh in his heart and fell silent.

............

Evening.

The Temple of Nourishing the Heart.

Wu Mingkong sat on the dragon chair, looking forward with good-looking eyes, a little stunned, and looked preoccupied.

"What is Your Majesty thinking?"

Fang Xiu looked at her and asked.

Wu Mingkong raised his eyes to look at Fang Xiu, his eyes revealed a hint of flickering, and asked:

"I'm wondering what will happen if one day, the existence of the emperor hinders the interests of the scholars."

She's talking about the emperor, not me.

It is explained that the emperor here refers to the position of the Ninety-Five Supreme, not a certain person.

Fang Xiu didn't expect the little empress to think about this issue, he was silent for a moment, and then asked rhetorically:

"Your Majesty does you have an answer?"

Wu Mingkong pondered for a moment, pouted, and shook his head: "No." ”

Fang Xiu chuckled, stretched out his hand to caress her little head, and said comfortingly: "There are ministers, Your Majesty only needs to do his part, and the rest don't need to think about it." ”

Wu Mingkong snorted: "I don't want to be your vassal, I am the emperor and the Son of Heaven......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Fang Xiu.

"There are some things that are difficult to answer without developing to a certain extent."

"Your Majesty will think about this question today, it is nothing more than seeing the public donating silver, and feeling that the interests of the emperor and the scholars are not the same."

"But even with that in mind, what can we do?"

"Is Your Majesty willing to give up the supreme power and delegate it to the princes?"

This question has just been spoken.

Wu Mingkong said decisively: "Impossible! ”

Fang Xiu shrugged his shoulders and said, "In that case, what does Your Majesty want to do so much." ”

"But ......"

Wu Mingkong wanted to say something.

Fang Xiu said: "The minister is still the same sentence, as long as Your Majesty does what is within his part, the rest will be handed over to the minister." ”

Wu Mingkong raised his eyes to look at Fang Xiu, and when he saw his doting eyes, his heart trembled slightly.

"I don't want to be your caged canary."

Fang Xiu was stunned: "Why does Your Majesty have such an idea?" ”

Wu Mingkong lowered his eyes and said in disappointment:

"I originally thought that you were a minister of Wang Zuo who was given to me by God to help me become an emperor through the ages.

However, during this time, I gradually discovered that I was more of a useless person than you, and that it might be more appropriate for you to take the position of emperor. ”

Fang Xiu chuckled lightly and said, "Your Majesty is inevitably a little arrogant. ”

Wu Mingkong raised his eyes to look at him, pursed his lips, and said, "Then you tell me what achievements I have made since I ascended the throne." ”

Fang Xiu walked up to her, took her in his arms, and said softly:

"Without Your Majesty, who will approve so many movements."

Wu Mingkong said: "If it is handed over to you, it will be handled better." ”

Fang Xiu looked down at her and said, "No one is perfect, and so are ministers, Your Majesty don't myth generals." ”

Wu Mingkong opened his mouth to say something, but he felt that it was meaningless.

If you talk too much, you will seem to be hypocritical.

After being silent for a moment, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Fang Xiu, with some coquettishness in his voice.

"I promised you a reward before......"

At this, the voice stopped abruptly.

The roots of the ears are red, don't look at his little head, don't look at his eyes.

Seeing her shy, cowardly, Fang Xiu suddenly understood something, his eyes sank, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Your Majesty is referring to ......."

"Don't say it."

The empress's melodious voice trembled a little.

My heart was pounding and my breathing was getting a little short.

"What kind of ecstasy soup did this traitor pour into me?"

"How could I think of currying favor with him......"

Wu Mingkong just thought about that picture, and his face became hot.

Seeing that Fang Xiu did not respond.

She couldn't stand this suffocating atmosphere any longer, pouted, and didn't breathe:

"I regret it, just let me say nothing, you go out!"

Fang Xiu saw that she pretended to be annoyed, but in fact she was shy, and finally knew that it was what she thought.

Talk back.

He looked at the beautiful face in front of him, and his breath stagnated.

His eyes were dark and his tone was low.

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase."

Wu Mingkong listened to his suppressed tone, his heart jumped, a little nervous, and a little scared, and said, "I am a woman, not a gentleman. ”

Fang Xiu didn't speak, just stared at the empress with the eyes of a hunter looking at his prey.

Wu Mingkong glanced at him secretly, and when he saw his eyes, he was even more frightened, and said in a trembling voice:

"I promise you, wait a while, okay?"

Fang Xiu sneered and said, "How about the minister lighting a fire in the Heart Cultivation Palace, and then extinguishing it after a while?" ”

Wu Mingkong said: "This is different! ”

Fang Xiudao: "What's the difference? ”

Wu Mingkong said: "If the fire burns, people will die, if you hold it for a while, you won't." ”

The corners of Fang Xiu's mouth hooked up into a sneer, and he didn't speak.

Twisted melons are not sweet.

He didn't want to force the little empress to do something he didn't like.

However, today she was the first to provoke, how can she tolerate it.

Seeing this, Wu Mingkong knew that this catastrophe could not be avoided, so he said timidly:

"I ...... Is it okay to move my hands and feet? ”

Fang Xiu raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically, "What does Your Majesty think?" ”

Wu Mingkong:

"Woooooooooo......oo You're bullying me! ”

"You, you are not a minister!"

Although this is the first time that the little empress pretends to be weak in front of him, Chu Chu's pitiful appearance makes people feel pity.

However, Fang Xiu still had a tough attitude:

"The minister should not be a minister today."

said.

Fang Xiu hugged her, gently stroking her shoulders and her silky hair.

Wu Mingkong subconsciously raised his eyes to look at him, and when he saw his eyes full of pity, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

She knew that as long as she didn't agree, Fang Xiu would never force her.

That's why.

Instead, she refused ruthlessly.

"That's it, Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, the Emperor, the Ninety-Five, and it is indeed too embarrassing for Your Majesty to do such a thing."

"The minister gave up ......"

"No matter how uncomfortable it is, it won't get in the way......"

Fang Xiu sighed, a hint of loss in his eyes, and muttered to himself.

Hum!

Want to get away with it!

It's too obvious!

Wu Mingkong gave him a roll of his eyes, was silent for a while, and suddenly said in a mosquito-like voice: "Blow out all the candlelight." ”

Fang Xiu was slightly stunned, and then realized something, the tip of his heart seemed to have an electric current surging, crispy and numb, and coaxed in a gentle voice:

"The minister wants to look at Your Majesty."

Abominable traitor.

I really think I'm a dust woman.

Wu Mingkong gritted his silver teeth, and said angrily:

"I don't want to forget it! I don't care about you! I'm going to rest! ”

"Yes!"

Fang Xiu rarely looked like a well-behaved courtier, blowing out the candles in the house.

Moment.

The temple of heart cultivation fell into darkness.

Outside the window, the bright moon sprinkled moonlight, shining through the cracks into the house.

By this faint moonlight.

Fang Xiu returned to the dragon chair.

Wu Mingkong sat on the dragon chair, his pretty face was hot, and his breath was short.

Suddenly, a brush fell to the ground.

After a while, he made up his mind and slowly bent down.

His hair was as long as a waterfall, and he fell down.

Fang Xiu ran his fingers through her hair.

His eyes were dark, and there was no small talk.

"After Zhang Shuo raided his house, the position of the imperial history of Zuodu has been vacant, and the minister plans to let Hai Rui fill it."

"The minister knows that letting an unknown person who did not participate in the imperial examination and is not a tribute student sit in the position of the princes of the court will definitely cause a lot of dissatisfaction."

"However, in extraordinary times, extraordinary things are done, and the local government has rotted to the roots, and the money raised by the ministers is sent to the local government, and it is estimated that it will rarely be used for serious business."

"Hai Rui, the minister knows it very well, he does the imperial history of the left capital, inspects the states and capitals, and the minister is relieved."

"With him, it will definitely have a great deterrent effect on the local government."

Wu Mingkong's face turned red, and he didn't say a word, and he couldn't speak.

Outside the temple.

Lin Wan'er, who came back from the imperial dining room, saw that the room was dark, and her eyes showed a trace of doubt.

At this hour, His Majesty should still be working on the recital, why are all the lights extinguished?

Something must have happened, right?

Come to think of this.

Lin Wan'er showed a panicked look on her face, and she didn't care about telling her, she opened the curtain and walked into the Heart Cultivation Palace.

"Your Majesty......"

A soft call.

Lin Wan'er shone the candle in her hand in front of her, and then saw a picture that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly open, and his mind went blank.

It took a while to realize what had happened.

Pretty face flushed, and she left the Heart Cultivation Hall as if she was fleeing.

"Ahem......"

Wu Mingkong stretched out his tender little hand and hammered Fang Xiu twice.

Her pretty face was crimson and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Woooooooooo......oo I don't have the face to see anyone......"

............

Following.

Xiangguo Mansion.

Fang Xiu woke up from his sleep and thought of some of yesterday's pictures, a smile appeared on his face, like an old fox who had succeeded in stealing.

I stretched and felt refreshed.

After getting up and changing clothes, I pushed open the door and walked out.

Outside.

Shangguan Haitang stood in the courtyard as always, his clothes fluttering with the breeze, holding a folding fan in his hand, and his indescribable heroic posture.

Early in the morning.

Shangguan Haitang would tell Fang Xiu about the important things that happened in various places during the day.

After Fang Xiu listened, he gave his opinion.

Sometimes this process is long, sometimes it is short.

After the winter, due to the weather, neither the poor people nor the gentry and nobles can do anything.

The same is true of the courts of all nations.

So after a while, Shangguan Haitang finished talking about everything.

After a moment of small talk.

Fang Xiu commanded:

"Let Hai Jui come and see what he is."

"Yes! Master! ”

Shangguan Haitang saluted and turned to leave.

Minutes and seconds passed.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the courtyard.

Followed by.

Hai Rui, dressed in cloth, appeared in front of Fang Xiu, stood upright, and bowed without humility or arrogance: "Meet the Prime Minister!" ”

Fang Xiu glanced at him up and down, his brows furrowed slightly, and asked:

"In the winter, you're going to wear a little bit like that?"