The next day, the court meeting, Shangshu Ling Huang Fujian's performance in the court stirred up a thousand waves, he directly to the book, saying that the Pinyang Huangzhuang is to compete with the people.

There are generally no major military affairs in the court, and the honorable generals are just going through the motions. But today, I suddenly saw the civil officials, I don't know which tendon is wrong, and I actually talked about the royal family. came to the spirits one after another, and even more in their hearts they were looking forward to Wang Rong being furious and cutting off the heads of those civil ministers.

Who knows, Wang Rong not only did not get angry, but praised Huangfu for his strong heart for the country. And wrote a holy decree on the spot, ordering that in addition to the fields and sacrificial fields required by the ancestral land of the Dongxiang Wang family, all other fields in Pinyang County were confiscated to the Pingyang County Government and prepared to be granted to the people for cultivation.

The nobles were amazed, when did Wang Rong's temper become so good? But then, Zhongshu ordered Chu Kun to burn the fire directly on their heads.

"Pinyang, the land of the Tang Dynasty. However, the people of Pinyang have not suffered from the blessings of the Tang Dynasty, but they have suffered from the nobles!"

In the Tai Chi Hall, Chu Kun's kneeling performance was sonorous and powerful, and he only heard him say: "Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, it has been the norm for the noble family of Pinyang to do illegal things. In the early years, some people connived at domestic slaves to plunder the population, forcibly occupy land, sell illicit salt, and collect money. It doesn't count if you get the land, and even kill people. Even in the first year of Yuanwu, after the offender was dealt with by the national law. His Majesty personally decreed that the prince should not forcibly occupy the people's land. Although the situation has improved slightly, the people of Pinyang are also suffering from the wealthy!

Now that the Huangzhuang has been a country, the Huangzhuang land will be distributed to the people, and the imperial court should take back the Xuntian given at the beginning of the country. First, return the land to the people. Second, it's still frequent!"

At first, the honorable generals didn't understand, but suddenly saw Chu Kun kneeling impassionedly, and saw those civil servants nodding their heads in agreement, all of which were literary words.

But in the end, they were all furious. Looking at Chu Kun's eyes, it was like eating people, if it wasn't for the Taiji Hall now, I was afraid that I would have to do it on the spot.

Many people scolded in their hearts: "Your eighth-generation ancestors, Chu Kun, a sour literati, is inciting the saint to take back the Zhuangzi of our hometown in Pinyang!"

"Good and decent, how do you talk about this?" Wang Rong sat on the throne and said, "The Xuntian of Pinyang was exchanged for the lives of the founding nobles of the country, and it was rewarded to them for the glory of their ancestors, how can they take it back casually and easily!"

Hearing what the Holy Lord said, the nobles felt a lot more at ease.

Who knows, Chu Kun continued to kneel and play: "The Holy Lord's words are wrong!"

Wang Rong pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Where did I say something was wrong?"

"The minister knows that Pinyang has a great stake, but Pinyang is not only the Pinyang of the founding ministers, but also the Pinyang of the people of the Tang Dynasty!" Chu Kun Yiran was not afraid of the murderous eyes of the nobles, and said loudly, "Military merits cannot be confused with people's livelihood, if because they were born in Pinyang, the people of Pinyang have no land to plant, this is a big fallacy!

For their military exploits, the court has been rewarded, living as a minister, dying with the Taimiao, and the honor of being a great minister is enough to reward their merits! And the people of Pinyang have lived for generations, and the tombs of their ancestors are also in Pinyang, but there is no place to stand, isn't it ridiculous for eternity!"

"That's enough!" Wang Rong scolded, "The more you talk, the more unspeakable! You're! Their Zhuangzi Xuntian was all rewarded back then, and they didn't make any mistakes, and they didn't cut their knights. No matter how difficult it is for the imperial court, it can't fight their idea of land!"

Hearing that the Holy Lord was helping them speak, the noble generals were greatly excited.

"If the saints put the lords first and the people last, then the cart before the horse!" Chu Kun continued.

The generals scolded in their hearts, but without Wang Rong's permission in the court, they didn't dare to speak. Moreover, they are stupid and clumsy, and they can't get to the point, so they can only shout the three-character scripture in their heads.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Unbeknownst to them, Chu Kun turned to them and said, "This official knows that you were difficult back then. I know that you have died nine times before you get the heirloom field. But in the sun, the fields are in your hands, how can the people live!

Your hometown is in Pinyang, but the people of Pinyang are poking your backbone in the back. In the entire Pinyang City, nearly half of the people are tenants in your home. The annual rent is a lot of money, and if there is a famine, you have to borrow money from your Zhuangzi.

In the last years of the Qin Dynasty, Feng Yijun was like this, the fields were in the hands of the wealthy family, and the people sold their sons and daughters to survive. Nowadays

If they are all ministers of state, they don't put the world first, but they want to let their hometown parents suffer this again?"

"This ......"

The generals and nobles looked at each other, only feeling breathless, but speechless.

What did they have to do with the people?

These poor and sour literati, when they talk about these, they are the way, and there are basins of dirty water, grandma's!

Suddenly, one of the nobles came out and said, "Minister, there is a music!"

When everyone saw it, their eyes lit up. Fan Yanghou Zhang Yunshu is able to speak well among military generals, and he will definitely make those poor and sour literati look good.

"Come!" Wang Rong said.

"Shame, sir!" Zhang Yunshu kowtowed and said, "After listening to the words of Zhongshu Ling, the minister is very ashamed!"

Suddenly, the eyes of the generals and nobles looked at him in unison, and for a while Zhang Yunshu became the focus of the hall.

Zhang Yunshu stood in the hall and knelt down and said, "A few days ago, the minister followed his father back to Jinyang to worship the ancestral temple, and the portrait of the ancestor of the minister was hung in the temple, and his voice and smile were like yesterday! It is not easy for my father and ancestor to start a business, but it was only the head of Longxi Qian, and he suffered all the difficulties in the world, and his suffering was terrible!

Thanks to the blessing of the emperor and the Lord, there is today's wealth! Datang is the Datang of the world. You can't let Pinyang's father and elder suffer because of the merit of his father's ancestor. You can't shame the Tang Dynasty and make your father sad because of your own greed!

The cultivator has his field, and the party is prosperous. The ancestors fought to the death for Dayong in the past, and the fathers fought to the death for the Tang Dynasty in the past, how can the descendants of later generations make the people suffer from poverty for the land!

Holy Lord, the minister is willing to dedicate the Pingyang Zhangjia Xuntian to the imperial court, return it to the people, and make the people happy!"

Boom! Boom! After Zhang Yunshu finished speaking, he kowtowed heavily.

The generals and nobles watched Zhang Yunshu's eyes change, and they gritted their teeth a little. Zhang Gengxiao's face was expressionless, and he didn't glance at Zhang Yunshu, the father of the two brothers, Zhang Songqi, the Marquis of Linjin, was no longer in the court, and he was not in the court at this time.

"Your ancestors, what the hell are you eating inside and out?"

And on the throne, Wang Rong, who was sitting, laughed in his heart.

"Zhang Yunshu, the little words are very hard!"

"Grandma, it's daylight, why can't those nerds get along with us and want to accept our Xuntian?"

"Those fields were bought by our old buddies, who followed the saint back and pinned their heads to the waistband of their trousers! We deserve it, why did we get in the way of their eyes?"

"Scholars don't have fucking good things! Grandma's, seeing that other people's lives are steady, they have to make irresponsible remarks and secretly stumble!"

"yes, there's not a fucking good thing. What else do ordinary people have no land to plant? If they are really so iron-faced and selfless in their hearts for the world, and they pay for the common people to buy it themselves, and beat our idea, isn't this a fucking robbery?"

"Let them say all the good things, all the righteous and awe-inspiring, the bad things are all our old buddies, Lao Tzu is the eighth generation of his ancestors!"