The stolen spirit of the scholar clan did not cause much panic, except for the courtiers who knew about it, mortals did not feel anything.

After all, in this literary exam, there are always times when the horse stumbles, and failure to do well can be attributed to abnormal performance.

The symbolic recital gave their opinions for a few days, and the courtiers' minds slowly faded.

That's right, what does the Terran students have to do with them?

They are loyal ministers, and their loyalty should be placed in a place that is absolutely beneficial to the cadres.

Xu Mochen is rarely idle, as a faint gentleman, there must be a private interview with Weifu.

So he took the minister Tang Derun, and Mi Luo, who wanted to kill the king all the time, to visit the capital together.

Due to the arrival of a large number of students, all kinds of consumption in the capital are rising, not to mention that this time the price increase is still Xu Mochen's will.

The emperor made a fortune, and the common people must support it.

Students, the favorite thing is to recite poems, so they need to have an elegant environment.

Therefore, the Baihualou and Tibetan Incense Pavilion in the capital are the most popular.

You can't get in without an appointment.

Immortal cultivators and students generally cultivate in the deep mountains and old forests, and they are in retreat at every turn.

This time, there is no pressure on them in the national imperial examination, and coming to the capital is regarded as a decompression.

They love to come to the Little Red House for cultural exchange.

Xu Mochen was satisfied, he turned around and told Tang Derun: "Aiqing, last time I issued an edict that the prices of the Beijing Inn Hotel were all doubled, but now that I think about it, I find that it is not subdivided enough."

For example, it is not enough to double the Internet celebrity check-in location like Manchun Building, it will be more than three times.

Of course, the imperial court tax should also be increased in a targeted manner. ”

Anyway, immortal cultivators are rich, and if they don't take the opportunity to make a few dollars, they are sorry for their title of faint king.

Tang Derun admired it in his heart, and he carefully wrote it down: "Your Majesty is wise, and Weichen immediately asked people to handle this matter." ”

Mi Luo sneered when he heard this: "Faint King! Shechen! ”

Tang Derun saw that the emperor was standing there and kept watching, his heart moved, and he leaned over and whispered: "Your Majesty, when it comes to this kind of place, there are some unique features.

His Majesty's private visit is sympathetic to the people's feelings, and the three religions and nine streams have to visit, and the micro-ministers ask for instructions, whether they want to go in and take a look. ”

Xu Mochen squinted his eyes: "Aiqing, am I that kind of emperor?"

The whole country knows that my harem is tantamount to a fictitious, and I am diligent in government and love the people, and I don't like wine. ”

Tang Derun is embarrassed, who doesn't know that you hate immortal cultivators, and several people in the harem are either netherworld or elves, and they are not true love at all.

But the emperor said so, and he could only smile and nod.

Mi Luo was open-mouthed: "This kind of place, I will occasionally take a look at the mortal tribulation."

I've been there several times, and it's not interesting. ”

Xu Mochen and Tang Derun both looked over.

"What's wrong?" Mi Luo blinked, "Is there a problem?" ”

Xu Mochen shook his head.

Just as he was about to leave, his consciousness suddenly moved, Xu Mochen looked over, and there was a change in the Manchun Building.

The temperament, which is also the temperament, has been taken away one by one.

Tang Derun and Mi Luo didn't feel it, and the two of them looked dazed.

Xu Mochen hooked his hand and pulled out a little bit of literary tone: "You guys perceive it carefully." ”

The two of them swept over and carefully distinguished, and then they could see it.

It is very light, very light and gentle, mixed with the smell of rouge wine, and if ordinary immortal cultivators don't pay attention, they won't notice it at all.

Tang Derun was surprised: "It is said that the color of wine misleads people's children, which is really true." ”

Mi Luo also commented: "Good means, this bit of culture is a drop in the bucket for immortal cultivators, and the daily mood fluctuates, and it is more than this that dissipates." ”

"A little adds up," Xu Mochen looked at Man Chunlou, "One person is nothing, but the students in the world add up ......"

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

In broad daylight, you can't just do it here.

"Check it out, I won't go," Xu Mochen explained, "Don't startle the snake." ”

Inside are all immortal cultivators and students conducting cultural exchanges with mortal girls, and there is a lot of chaos.

Tang Derun took the order, he looked at no one left and right, hidden in the dark.

Xu Mochen continued to move forward at this time, and Mi Luo followed him: "Duanjun, according to me, it is a good thing for you that someone extracts the tone of an immortal cultivator's student."

The tone is gone, the results of the imperial examination must be very poor, and if you want to elect a Terran official, the opportunity will come. ”

Xu Mochen glanced at her, the little kid knows yarn.

"Among the Terran students, the scholars are the first to learn," he explained, "and they have also been extracted from the literary atmosphere, and their grades will not be good."

What worries me is that this is the first national imperial examination held by Daqian, and if the participants lose their morality, the results of the examination will definitely be miserable.

At that point, the courtiers would ask me about my responsibility with the words 'ineffective governance'. ”

Mi Luo was stunned, and stayed for a long time before sticking out his little tongue: "You faint gentleman, it's difficult to do."

I think it's better to ignore things and open the harem. ”

Xu Mochen shook his head: "After opening the harem, they are all immortal cultivators, I can only fight hard, maybe there is still a chance." ”

The topic was very heavy, and he saw that Mi Luo was a child, so he casually explained a few words.

Turn a street and come to the market.

Xu Mochen looked carefully, and the market had undergone a lot of changes compared with before.

For example, pharmacies have been added, and drugs developed by pharmaceutical factories and national medical centers have been sold.

As the Minister of Health, Zhao Lingbo has put a lot of effort into the development of medicine, and the results are also impressive.

In addition, all kinds of materials are also abundant.

Xu Mochen saw some farmers selling grain.

This was not possible before.

The peasants planted the land and harvested grain, except for paying it to the government and keeping it for their own consumption, there was basically not much surplus.

But now, since the popularization of hybrid rice, grain production has increased, and there is no increase in taxes, so there is a lot left.

This is the people's livelihood that has a real bearing on the future of the great cadres.

Xu Mochen stepped forward, and those peasants all gathered around.

"Childe, are you here to collect grain?"

"Childe, look at my grain, every grain is absolutely full, and it is guaranteed to be affordable after being shelled."

"Buy mine, if it's long-term, the price is negotiable."

……

Xu Mochen smiled: "It seems that everyone has gained a lot of surpluses, but there is a situation where food prices have fallen." ”

As soon as these words came out, several people were stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed.

A bold man spoke: "When the prince asked this, we thought that the official master was aware of the people's feelings."

To tell the truth, at the beginning, the imperial court engaged in hybrid rice, and that kind of seed required some silver taels, and we hesitated for a long time.

However, the court meant that it could be repaid with grain afterwards, and what was planted was also a freshly reclaimed wasteland, so we all accepted it.

Hey! Don't say it, on the day of the harvest, when it was finally weighed, my family was very happy. ”

Speaking with empathy, everyone laughed together.

(End of chapter)