Lin Mansion, Bamboo Garden.

Lin Chunqiu was dressed as an old slave in the field, holding a sickle in his hand, and devoted himself to cutting bamboo.

This originally lush bamboo forest has now been cut down by his own hands.

The whole Lin Mansion knew that the head of the family had the habit of cutting bamboo with his own hands. And this bamboo garden is the place where Lin Spring and Autumn cut bamboo.

Ten years ago, Lin Chunqiu deliberately carved out a piece of land in Fuzhong and planted the entire bamboo garden with his own hands.

Every grass and tree in the bamboo garden, every railing, and every bamboo chair are all made by him.

Except for the eldest son Lin Luo, he did not allow anyone to touch these green bamboos, otherwise the family law would deal with them.

There was once a person from the Lin Mansion who was ordered to be beaten to death with a stick because he swept a few more bamboo leaves when sweeping the floor. Since then, this bamboo garden has become a taboo in the hearts of the people of the Lin Mansion.

No matter how busy Lin Chunqiu is with the government, he still comes to the bamboo garden every day to take a rest. Every day, he would cut down bamboo, sometimes one tree, sometimes a small patch.

Over time, half of the bamboo forest was cut down.

Everyone in the Lin Mansion knows that their family owner likes bamboo gardens and loves to cut bamboo.

But they didn't know why Lin Chunqiu liked to cut bamboo.

At this time, Lin Luo was dressed in a military uniform, and the dragon head on his chest was shining with golden light, so he was not majestic.

He stood outside the bamboo hut, looking at his father, who was dressed as an old farmer, and his eyes were also full of doubts.

"Father, take a break!"

"This bamboo forest, you have been cutting down for ten years, aren't you tired?"

"If you don't like it, let the people cut it down, why do you do it yourself."

Lin Chunqiu's expression was flat, he put down the brand-new firewood knife in his hand, and turned around and walked towards the bamboo table.

He poured himself a cup of tea, glanced at Lin Luo, and poured him another cup.

After drinking tea, he slowly spoke:

"Luo'er, you don't understand, there are some things that you have to do for your father."

"For example, this bamboo garden can only be cut down by my father. Of course, one day, you can really grow. The Father will be happy to add a firewood knife for you. ”

Lin Luo was confused when he heard it, every time he was in this bamboo garden, his father would say some strange things.

He pondered for a moment and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Chunqiu raising his hand.

"Alright, let's get down to business. What are your plans to go to Los Angeles this time? ”

Hearing the mention of business, Lin Luo's expression immediately became serious.

"Father, the child thinks that this flood in Los Angeles is really an opportunity for me to wait."

"Han Zheng, this old thing, when he was in the court, he didn't fight against you a lot."

"Now that he is trapped in Luozhou, how can the child let him go?"

Lin Chunqiu bowed slightly, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. But then he shook his head slowly, and said:

"Luo'er, you have made a decision, and I am very happy for my father. But remember, there is a line in being a man. ”

"If Han Zheng is willing to give in, you will chain him and let him live. This person is still of some use to us. ”

"Of course, if this old man insists on going his own way, what should you do, don't you have to teach your father to you?"

Lin Luo's expression was stunned, and he immediately bowed his head and said yes.

Lin Chunqiu poured another cup of tea and said slowly:

"Han Zheng has always cherished feathers, and it is not easy for you to find evidence of his guilt on weekdays. ”

"But this flood in Los Angeles is a good opportunity for him to be convicted."

"Luo'er, listen well, for the sake of your father's arrangements today, don't pass it on to the ears of a third party."

Lin Luo's face was immediately full of joy and he stuck to Lin Chunqiu's side.

He is a vulgar martial artist in his bones, and he has no talent for intrigues and tricks.

Although he knew that Han was the enemy, he had no clue how to punish the other party.

He originally planned to create chaos in Luoju and take the opportunity to take Han Zheng's head. But since my father had already planned it, there was no need to bother so much.

"Speak, father, and listen, child."

Lin Chunqiu glanced at Lin Luo lightly, knowing that his son Mo Ruo's father, he was a little careful, Lin Chunqiu had already seen through it.

His son is smart enough and ruthless. But in terms of strategy, it is indeed slightly inferior.

When he comes back from Luozhou this time, he should find him a few decent strategists.

"Your trip to Luozhou, the first responsibility is to appease the people and release grain for disaster relief."

"Your Majesty has 300,000 stones of grain and grass in his hands, and he should go south with you."

Lin Luo frowned slightly, he had also heard about what had happened recently. After pondering for a moment, he asked tentatively:

"Father wants me to find an opportunity to burn this batch of grain and grass? Then ask Your Majesty for food, and thus ......"

"Luo'er, use your brain more before doing things. Fighting, killing, and killing is the work of a vulgar martial artist, you can't do that! ”

Lin Chunqiu sighed lightly and decided to advance the arrangement of the strategists.

"Since Your Majesty has given you the grain and grass, then you will take care of it. If there is a problem with the grain and grass, how can you, the chief officer, escape responsibility? ”

Lin Luo's face changed slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

"But these grains and grasses will affect many of your ...... arrangement"

"So there can't be any problems with this grain and grass!"

Lin Chunqiu drank another cup of tea and said lightly:

"You are the chief official of this trip, and who the grain and grass are distributed to is just a matter of your words."

"For the father's association, I will secretly send some merchants to Luozhou with you. When the time comes, you will distribute grain and grass to those who are not short of grain, and those merchants will buy it at a higher price, raising the price of grain. ”

"In this way, just 300,000 stone grain and grass is just a joke!"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Luo's face changed suddenly.

Although he is not good at strategy, he is not not inintelligent.

If this is done, the victims of the disaster in Los Angeles will not only not receive relief, but will be even more short of food due to rising food prices.

At that time, even if it is a tragic situation of eating and starving for thousands of miles, it is not impossible!

"Father, if I do this, I'm afraid many people will die. Besides, if Your Majesty knows about this, I'm afraid it will ......"

"Those who achieve great things are not informal, so why should you care about those ants."

Lin Chunqiu said lightly, got up and put the firewood knife back into the bamboo house.

"Besides, you are only responsible for disaster relief, and you can distribute the food in your hand. If something really happened to Luozhou, it would also be the responsibility of Han Zheng's old horseman. ”

"Go ahead, go home and get ready. His Majesty's decree should have arrived in the next two days. ”

……

Shangqing Palace,

Yang Dong frowned slightly, falling into deep thought.

The empress did not urge, her majestic gaze stayed on him, and she seemed extremely patient.

After about the tea, the blue bird couldn't bear it anymore and said:

"Yang Dong, are you okay?"

"Don't you boast of having the talent of the world, and you can't solve this little thing?"

Yang Dong glanced at the blue bird, and his gaze swept around her.

Forget about the airfield, the temper is still so bad!

You are a man's wife, beware that you can't get married.

But on the surface, he looked serious and said slowly:

"It's not difficult to solve this matter, but it's the word balance."

"Your Majesty is the emperor, and a holy decree can take Lei Qiang's dog's head."

"But if the Huwei army lacks a deputy commander, it may not be a good thing."

"If I'm not mistaken, a certain deputy commander of the Long Wu Army should also be His Majesty's person, right?"