Han Zhen nodded secretly and asked, "What happened to the two Aiqing?" ”

He Li replied: "The minister is here to restore the livelihood of the people in Beijing. ”

"Tell me about it."

Han Zhen leaned back slightly and sat back on the wide chair.

Zhao Ding said loudly: "Your Majesty still needs help in this matter." ”

Han Zhen was interested and asked, "How can I help?" ”

Zhao Ding replied: "Please go out of the palace to drink and have fun, build the palace, and be a 'faint king' for a period of time!" ”

Hearing this, He Li was stunned for a moment, and then immediately showed a sudden look.

Han Zhen chuckled and said, "Do you want me to emulate Fan Zhongyan's old things?" ”

In the first year of Emperor You, Hangzhou was famine, and all industries withered.

The shops were all closed, and Fan Zhongyan, who was the governor of Hangzhou at the time, took the lead in spending all day and wine, building a large number of buildings, and even organizing dragon boat races.

The officials and gentry below saw each other and followed suit.

The dragon boat race also attracted the participation of countless people from surrounding towns.

For a time, the city of Hangzhou quickly returned to its former prosperity and auspiciousness.

The so-called upward and downward effect is nothing more than that.

Zhao Ding nodded and said, "When it's special, do special things." Merchants pursue profits, and the people blindly obey, as long as His Majesty sets an example, and the capital is prosperous. ”

"Okay, I'll be the king for a few days."

Han Zhen stood up and ordered, "Call Zhao Ting and Xie Ding and follow me out of the palace for a walk." ”

Liu Chang was instructed and immediately went to the Wenhua Hall to invite someone.

……

In the morning, the sun is shining.

Han Zhen rode on a war horse, flanked by a hundred and ten guards dressed in Xuan armor, and behind him were a group of civil and military officials.

Xie Ding and the others didn't take the carriage, they just rode their horses and strolled through the streets like this.

This scene of swaggering and crashing into the market immediately attracted many onlookers in the city.

Han Zhen's first stop was Xiangguo Temple.

The presiding officer of the temple got the news early and led a group of disciples to pick up the car outside the temple.

"Meet Your Majesty."

Seeing Han Zhen's arrival, the host folded his hands and bowed deeply.

Han Zhen rode on a horse, looked at the host condescendingly, and asked, "Are you the host of the courtyard?" ”

The host replied: "The poor monk's law is Yuankong, and he is presided over by the Xiangguo Temple. ”

Xiangguo Temple is a royal temple, and the presiding officers are appointed by the emperor, so it can not be affected in the process of Song Huizong's destruction of Buddhism and worship.

Moreover, after more than 100 years of development and expansion, Sokokuji Temple has become the commercial center of Tokyo City.

It is precisely because of this consideration that Song Huizong did not take action against Xiangguo Temple.

"This Xiangguo Temple is the first time I've come back, take me around."

Han Zhen turned over and dismounted, and strode towards the temple gate.

Monk Yuankong hurriedly stepped forward and explained on the side.

A group of officials followed.

Xiangguo Temple covers a huge area, there are three temple gates in total, and between each temple gate, there is a huge square.

"The temple is open five days a month for pilgrims in the city. In front of the gate of the temple, it is a place to sell livestock, such as birds, cats, dogs, etc., and there are often merchants from the Western Regions and overseas who come here to set up stalls, rare birds and beasts, and there are everything. Monk Yuankong explained cautiously, looking at Han Zhen's expression from time to time.

You have to serve this master well, otherwise in a fit of anger, the whole temple will have to go to the west to see the Buddha.

What Han Zhen did in Shandong, he, an industry insider, couldn't be clearer.

Let the temples and Taoist temples pay the taxes since the first year of Jianlong, what the hell can people do?

"The second and third doors are for daily necessities, and colourful tents will be erected to keep the stalls clean and consistent. Under the corridors on both sides of the main hall of the temple, there are teachers and aunts of various temples who sell embroidery, collar wipes, flowers, pearls, heads, hats, silk threads, etc., in exchange for rice and grain, and subsidize the temple. ”

Han Zhen smiled and said, "The booth fee is not cheap, right?" ”

Monk Yuankong was shocked, and said with a smile: "There are many disciples in the temple, and people eat horses and chew them, which costs a lot. ”

Han Zhen didn't speak, and walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Standing in the hall with his hands in his hands, looking around at the golden Buddha statues in the main hall, he slowly spoke: "I will say a number, 80 million guan, together with the accounts of the monks under the name of the temple, and send them to the household department in three days." ”

"This ......"

The Yuankong monk was about to cry poor and wanted to bargain with it.

At this moment, his afterglow glanced at Lao Jiu on the side, and saw that his right hand was on the hilt of the knife, and he was immediately shocked by a white sweat, and hurriedly responded: "Your Majesty is relieved, it will be delivered tomorrow!" ”

Han Zhen continued: "Since you are an outsider, you should honestly eat fasting and chant Buddha, stop printing money, and then pay eighty percent of the monthly incense money and booth fees." ”

"Poor...... The poor monk obeyed. ”

The Yuankong monk was about to cry, but he could only force a smile.

After strolling around Xiangguo Temple for a while, Han Zhen left satisfied.

Seeing Han Zhen leave, an elder said with a sad face: "Presiding, where did the 80 million Guan in the temple come from!" ”

Eighty million, not eight thousand!

Although Xiangguo Temple has made a lot of money over the years, it can't withstand such blackmail.

Monk Yuankong said with a bitter face: "People are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, do I dare to say a word?" ”

The elder said anxiously: "But there is not so much money in the account in the temple." ”

The Yuankong monk looked around at the monks, and said: "Over the years, you have made a lot of money one by one, it's time to spit out some of it, even if you smash the pot and sell iron, you have to make up 80 million yuan." Don't blame me for not reminding you, this official is different from the previous one, and he is a real reincarnation of a killing star. ”

Seeing that everyone's expressions were different, he snorted coldly: "When it comes to this, you weigh it yourself, and it will be undignified to have the butcher's knife on your neck at that time." ”

……

Riding on the horse, Han Zhen asked, "Who was in charge of the Buddhist temple in the past?" ”

Wu Min replied: "Back to Your Majesty, the secretary of the temple in Beijing and the mention office are in charge of the affairs of the temples. ”

Han Zhen asked again: "Who is the chief officer?" ”

"Duanming Hall Scholar, Huang Shang!"

Oh!

There is no teacher to learn from himself, and he created the original Nine Yin True Scripture.

Thinking of this, Han Zhen instructed: "Let him come to the Vertical Arch Hall to see me tomorrow morning." ”

"Yes."

Wu Min responded.

The last time he entered the city, Han Zhen just walked along the royal street of Nanxun Gate all the way to the imperial city.

Today, I simply walked around and familiarized myself with the environment in the city.

Out of the Xiangguo Temple, along the East Street all the way out of the old Song Gate.

The city of Tokyo is densely populated, and there is hardly a single place to spare, whether it is an inner city or an outer city.

Especially on both sides of the street, even if it is a palm-sized piece of land, you have to use it in every way.

As we walked, shacks appeared in view.

The shacks are so connected that you can't see the end when you ride on a horse.

Han Zhen pointed to the shack and asked, "Where is this place?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, this is a place where refugees gather in the city, there are migrant workers in the city, they can't afford to rent a house, they can't afford to live in an inn, so they build a shack here, work during the day to make money, and have a place to live at night, so that they won't be exposed to wind and rain."

He Li paused and continued: "At first, there were only a few thousand households, but later more and more people entered the city, and over the years, Zhao Ji has built a lot of buildings, plus Cai Jing and other six thieves forcibly occupied the people's residences, causing many people to have no place to live, and they also gathered here. Today, there are more than 100,000 refugees here. ”

Han Zhen ordered: "The mess is unsightly, and it is all demolished." ”

"This ......"

Wu Min was about to open his mouth to admonish, but was stopped by He Li with a look.

Seeing this, Han Zhen chuckled and said, "Why, it's rare for me to be a faint king, and I don't seem to be able to do something angry and resentful." ”

Zhao Ding asked with a smile: "Hehe, I don't know what Your Majesty is going to build after demolishing these shacks?" ”

Han Zhen said: "The people of the capital like to keju, so they build a keju field and hold several keju competitions every three or five days. ”

"Your Majesty is wise!"

He Li's eyes lit up, and he immediately frowned and said, "But Keju Field can't use such a big place." ”

"Since we want to build it, we have to build the largest and best, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people to watch at the same time. Otherwise, buckle the rope and look petty. ”

Han Zhen said, and the sports lottery unconsciously appeared in his mind.

It's really this thing, and it seems to be firmly tied to ball games.

Moreover, even if he doesn't do it, the people will do it themselves.

It's better to do it by the imperial court officials together, and it's more formal.

At that time, arrange for the Supervision Yuan to intervene in supervision to ensure its fairness.

Wu Min and the others had no opinions, and even showed joy on their faces.

Now there is no shortage of money in the treasury, there is really no shortage of money, not to mention that the official family has just extorted 80 million yuan from the Great Xiangguo Temple, so much money is better than rusting in the treasury, it is better to work for relief.

The greater the cultivation, the more people will be called.

Xie Ding asked, "Your Majesty, how should the refugees be settled?" ”

Hearing this, Han Zhen asked, "Is there any open space in the city?" ”

Clearing?

This question stumped He Li and others.

In a place like Jingshi, where every inch of land is valuable, it is really difficult to find a place to live that can accommodate 100,000 refugees.

After thinking for a moment, He Li's eyes suddenly lit up: "The minister thought of a place that could be used to settle refugees. ”

Han Zhen was curious: "Where?" ”

He Li replied: "The forbidden army barracks." During the Zhenzong period, there were 400,000 people in the Gyeonggi Forbidden Army, and 200,000 were stationed in the city alone, so Emperor Jinjong assigned an area in Seongseong as a new military camp. Later, although it was reduced to 100,000, the barracks remained unchanged. ”

"After Gao Yu took charge of the forbidden army, he blatantly ate empty salaries, and the number of forbidden troops was reduced to twenty or thirty thousand, and the vacated military camp was confined by Gao Yu and regarded as a ban."

Han Zhen said with a smile: "Okay, I will choose the Xicheng military camp." ”

He was not going to place the army in the city, and the number of guards guarding the imperial city was only 3,000, even if he counted his relatives, it was only more than 10,000 people.

After finalizing the resettlement site, Han Zhen was in a good mood.

Seeing that the time was approaching noon, he planned to have dinner first, and then go to the Xicheng military camp in the afternoon to inspect it.

At that moment, a group of people suddenly poured out of the camp.

When these people came to the street, they bowed their heads and kowtowed, and shouted Grandpa Erlang Zhenjun.

Han Zhen had already seen this scene once, so it was not surprising.

In the crowd, an old woman with a haggard face and a withered expression raised her head and asked tremblingly: "Grandpa Erlang, dare to ask my family Qin San'er whether he is alive or dead?" ”

Qin San'er?

Han Zhen's eyes froze and asked, "Who are you Qin San'er?" ”

The old woman replied, "I am her mother." ”

Hearing this, Han Zhen's face sank, and he turned his head to look at Lao Jiu.

Lao Jiu knew that it was not good, swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, Qin San'er was seriously injured at the time and had been unconscious, and when he woke up a few days later, he was also in a daze, and he couldn't even speak clearly, plus the imperial doctor told him to recuperate, and the last general didn't dare to ask." ”

"I'll settle accounts with you when I get back!"

Han Zhen glared at him, then turned over and dismounted, walked forward quickly, helped the old woman up from the ground, and said softly with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, the old lady is injured, and now she is recuperating in the palace, and she will recover in a few days." ”

Mother Qin said with trepidation: "Grandpa Erlang can't help it, how can the old body afford the title of old lady." ”

(End of chapter)