Chapter 120: It's All Pedantic Since Ancient Times!

"Your Majesty! Since ancient times! The lessons of how many women have interfered in politics and led to the destruction of the country are in front of us! How can you be so confused! ”

Tang Xi was restrained by two guards, and Tang Xi shouted with pain on his face:

"There's no king's way! It's unreasonable! I, Tang Xi Zhongchen I! Now it's a situation where you've been thrown into a dungeon! ”

But I heard Yuwen Shihong sneer:

"It's you fools!"

"I intend to reform the system to clear the world, who is it who does not do practical things for me, but makes the Xuanzheng Palace chaotic day after day!"

"Isn't it just a dull courtier like you who rely on the literati and tie up their hands and feet with all kinds of pedantic taboos!"

"Queen Dudu has listened to my grand plan in her heart! Not to mention ignoring my support for the queen several times, and even adding to the queen's blockage several times! As a result, the queen who really wants to share her worries for me has been blocked repeatedly! ”

"People who keep saying that they are the country, but they have not done a single thing!"

"Those who are truly for the country are still subject to unwarranted accusations!"

"If you don't deal with those who are in place, no matter how strong our Zhou country is! There will never be a day to grow! ”

"Drag it away!"

Yuwen Shihong openly punished the courtiers who were working against Yang Qianxue with a crime, which really shocked the officials and ministers who were trembling and watching around.

"It seems that the emperor really intends to go his own way to the end...... Hurry up, lest we too be thrown into the dungeon. ”

After Tang Xi was dragged away, the officials and ministers who were watching the wind from a distance also left in a hurry.

Yang Qianxue was full of tiredness, and with the full support of Yuwen Shihong, she dissipated a little.

"Cher, how much money do you need? What is it used for? ”

After Yuwen Shihong dealt with Tang Xi, when facing Yang Qianxue, he immediately recalled the soft and gentle voice, the contrast was a bit big, which made Yang Qianxue a little unable to react for a while.

“…… 500,000,000. ”

Hearing so much money, Yuwen Shihong's jaw widened in shock:

"So much?!"

Knowing that Yang Qianxue has recruited a lot of teaching gentlemen, and is about to complete Taixue in various places, Yuwen Shihong secretly sighed that the efficiency is really high.

It is many times more efficient than those who can only trumpet in the DPRK and China.

Thinking that when the Nine Temples and Five Prisons are completely completed, all places will be so efficient, Yuwen Shihong is even more full of strength!

It's just that the current chaotic monetary situation must be reformed first!

"Cher, you come with me."

While speaking, Yuwen Shihong took Yang Qianxue's hand and walked quickly to a carriage.

The carriage came directly to the foot of the mountain at the east gate of the palace, where there was the iron factory that Yuwen Shihong had opened earlier when he was pondering and smelting steel, although it was not listed.

But it was busy, and the hard and sharp Tang knife was forged under the blacksmith's hammer.

Yuwen Shihong picked up a Tang knife casually and led Yang Qianxue outside.

As Yuwen Shihong's hand rose and fell, he only heard a loud "bang", and the tree in front of Yuwen Shihong, which was thicker than his thigh, was cut down like chopping melons and vegetables!

Yang Qianxue's eyes widened in surprise, shocked by the sharpness of the treasure knife, and also surprised by Yuwen Shihong's arm strength!

"The emperor is mighty!" Yang Qianxue praised from the bottom of her heart.

Yuwen Shihong smiled and put away the treasure knife, and raised his eyes to look at his iron factory:

"I plan to set up a casting prison next to this iron cast, and the first thing to be minted is coins!"

"A coin is equal to 1,500 baht copper coins, when the coins are minted smoothly, and it also coincides with the spring grain harvest, the coins minted by the construction and casting supervision are used to purchase grain from the farmers, and then the farmers will buy the money to circulate in the market!"

"At the same time, we will work with merchants all over the country to replace and recycle all the old money at the same value, as long as the coins are unified, the implementation of the other temple supervisors of the nine temples and five prisons can also be implemented more smoothly!"

Yang Qianxue listened carefully to Yuwen Shihong's speech, and after listening to it, her head was full of amazement and admiration.

Yuwen Shihong himself can think of such a restructuring, it is already amazing, and now Yuwen Shihong not only thought of it, but even actually did it!

This worship is hard to describe!

And unconsciously, Yang Qianxue suddenly noticed that Yuwen Shihong's execution seemed to be much stronger than herself.

I was running around looking for people outside, so I only implemented the matter of Guozijian to send people to various places.

And Yuwen Shihong will unify the national currency in some time!

This made Yang Qianxue can't help but think about competition-

See who is more productive.

But you can't blame yourself for doing things badly, there is too much resistance from all sides.

Thinking so much, it is better to let Yuwen Shihong also help the affairs of the Guozijian, so that the Guozijian will also be smoother.

"Your Majesty, do you have anything to do after noon?" Yang Qianxue asked with a slightly mysterious smile.

Yuwen Shihong smiled and shook his head, his eyes constantly enjoying Yang Qianxue's graceful figure:

"When I will order the matter of the Zhuzhu Prison, the rest of the affairs are not in a hurry, why don't you have lunch with me?"

Yang Qianxue smiled knowingly:

"It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, it just so happens that the concubine wants to feast the emperor and taste folk food."

Yuwen Shihong sensed that Yang Qianxue seemed to have some careful thoughts, but he didn't ask.

After instructing the steward of the iron factory to build the idea of the casting superintendent, Yuwen Shihong took Yang Qianxue and drove the carriage away from the foot of the foothills.

Yang Qianxue led the way, and the carriage went straight to the undrunk building outside the palace.

She made an appointment with Mr. Teach, and if she needed to meet, she would be in the box of the non-drunk building.

When I came back this time, there were three bearded old men sitting in the box.

"Girl, you're here!" Seeing Yang Qianxue coming, the three old men hurriedly put down their wine glasses and stood up, and said eagerly:

"Because of the excitement before, I ignored the difficulty of printing and distributing the classics!"

"Girl, you may be from a rich family, so you don't know that almost all the classics circulated among the people are hand-copied by literati."

"Even if a literati does not eat or drink all day long, it will take at least two days to finish copying a book by hand."

"And the payment to the literati for copying books will cost at least three hundred dollars."

"And copying books is not the most difficult, the difficult thing is that paper is expensive, girl, you want to open a Taixue that does not charge money, and even provide classics for students to use, have you ever thought about how much money you have to continue to invest here?"

"The contemptible people have calculated for the girl, if a school recruits 100 children, it needs at least hundreds of classics, and it will take at least 30 days just to copy so many classics."

As soon as this person opened his mouth, he was gushing, and all kinds of problems kept popping up.

Yuwen Shihong listened with interest for a while, listened to what he said, and suddenly realized that Yang Qianxue was hiding his identity, and at the same time realized that he was ......

The person in front of him is a thoughtful talent.

"Wait a minute," Yuwen Shihong opened his mouth, interrupting the man's rambling:

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

The man looked at Yuwen Shihong suspiciously:

"Contemptible people are not talented, Guanzhong Liang's family, the word Shiyan."