Autumn comes early, the fragrance is light, a curtain of red tents covers the mother's skill, half sad and half happy, waiting for the king. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info Chen Yinger insisted on staying in the original bedroom of Queen Yongshi, and removed the strong incense furnishings sent by the palace maids, except for the red drapery on the couch, the rest were fresh and elegant.

"The king is on ......," the waiter shouted outside the door.

Chen Ying'er hurriedly set up to stay, ushered in the king, stripped off the royal robe for him with a smile, signaled the palace maid to step back, personally helped the king to take a seat, made fragrant tea for Lang Jun, prepared water, and gently shook the pu fan.

"Queen, these are all subordinate work, just sit down with me and talk. The king wanted to reach out and snatch the fan in Chen Ying'er's hand, but she gently lifted it and dodged it, so he had to nod and simply enjoy it.

Chen Ying'er looked at it carefully, then pressed her other hand on the back of the king's neck, stroked it slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Bitterness comes out of your mouth, worry comes from your heart, the queen sees the king with a sad face, but what's on your mind?"

"Hey, there are all the old ministers in the court, and they are involved step by step, don't talk about it, don't talk about it, just talk about the king's Ying'er......"

"Ying'er is small, but Chaogang is big. The king, there are few young eunuchs in the palace at present, mainly because the talents selected by the literary jue in various places have been left in this mansion, why not take some useful people, the king personally selects them, and stays by his side to use, so as to consolidate the king's orders!"

In the Southern Dynasty, each city had its own master, that is, the kings of the court, although several generations of kings were willing to implement a policy similar to the martial arts in the palace to attract scribes into the palace as officials, but they never got the unanimous approval of the kings, the reason is very simple, civil officials are not like the selection of military generals, no one can stop it, it is a matter of the safety of the dynasty. But once this literati entered the palace as an official, there were many people who were truly talented and learned, and it was difficult to control, and I was afraid that it would endanger the vital interests of the kings. In order to balance the royal government, the anthology was only limited to various cities.

However, the literary competition is different from martial arts, not relying on moves to defeat the opponent, winning is winning, losing is losing, no one can do any evil; this literary move, only rely on a piece of paper, which is higher or lower depends on the examiner, and in the end only those students who bow down to the subordinates are left in the city hall to be used.

"This king doesn't want to, but there are three points in the palace, and the people who protect the country and the second brother will never agree. Sixteen kings, I have only five. ”

"This queen knows, but how can anyone know if he doesn't mention it. Chen Ying'er brushed up her long black hair with both hands and tied them together.

The king was stunned at first, and when he saw Chen Ying'er's heart, he suddenly laughed, and pointed to the concubine: "Sure enough, it is a smart and beautiful woman, and the meaning of the concubine, although I proposed it, it was naturally rejected by the important ministers, and it should only be said to the people of the world." ”

Chen Ying'er nodded and agreed: "If the important ministers respond, they will become the king, and if they don't, they will also gain the favor of useful talents in the world, but it will be detrimental to those courtiers who instigate it." In short, the king has nothing to lose, and he has gained a lot. In a few years, the talented people of the world will form pressure and force the ministers to play. ”

"Hahaha, with me Chen Ying'er, why not be afraid of the instability of the southern country!" the king laughed and sighed.

"Also," Chen Ying'er came slowly, her brows showed sadness, as if she had thought of something, and said word by word, "The policy of the dynasty is naturally decided by the sixteen kings together, once the interests of the important king are touched, it will naturally be difficult to move forward, so why not try to use his left elbow to control his right arm......"

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In the palace of the king, the king got up, and the ministers bowed their bodies slightly, knowing that the king wanted a golden mouth.

"Now that the south is prosperous, the treasury is abundant, and the people's foundation is actually farming, this king is wondering whether anyone who opens one mu can be exempted from paying taxes on one mu; the tax on people's grain will be reduced by two percent, and the tax on rich families above one hundred deni will be increased by three percent! In addition, there are many old ministers in the palace, and this king wants to personally select some young people with lofty ideals to enter the palace and follow the kings to participate in government affairs. What do the ministers think?"

This is a state policy, and naturally it requires the consent of more than half of the sixteen kings before it can be transferred to the government government for operation, but this is an obvious thing, where can it be implemented? The king looked at it, only a few of his old ministers echoed it, and the rest of the important kings were waiting for King Chen and the second king to express their opinions, only to see that the two of them bowed their heads and were silent, although they did not refute it, they did not echo it.

Lao Zheng's body trembled slightly, and although the echo had come out, he still stared at the king above the high hall in surprise.

The kings knew that such a government would be difficult to achieve, but no one would have expected the king to say it.

"The king, the wealth of officials and businessmen is the foundation of the country, although it is not as good as the number of people, the power of the command is very wide, the people can open the land and reduce taxes, if the tax is increased to the rich officials above the hundred dens, I am afraid it will cause turmoil in the dynasty, and the southern country is unstable......" King Chen saw that the palace was quiet, very embarrassed, as a real protector of the country, he had to speak.

The second king also stepped forward to play: "King, there are indeed capable people in the people, but they are all young people, if you enter the palace rashly without going through the experience in the city, I don't know what the character is, I don't know if it can be consistent for a long time, it will definitely affect the prestige of the king;

Then, there was no sound behind them.

The two political opinions were destroyed in an instant, and the king did not show his annoyance, he gently raised his finger to the two of them, and said slowly: "The prince and the prince of the protector are reasonable, and they are also for the sake of the southern country, and then we will discuss it." ”

However, where can this be concealed from the people of the world, whether it is ordinary people or literati, they have written books one after another. After all, this national policy is related to the livelihood of every household, and the reclamation of wasteland for its own use not only increases income, but also does not have to pay taxes, and subtracts some taxes and silver, which naturally wins the hearts of the people; People all over the world knew that this government was refuted by the kings, and for a while there were many complaints, and even people gathered in some places, and books were played from all over the country.

It was the day of listening to the court again, and dozens of important ministers were waiting under the stage, but they looked at the thick stacks of handwritten books on the royal platform, and guessed the king's will in their hearts. Leng Ling Hall stood majestically on the side, waiting next to Ke Ming's sword throne, also waiting for the king to come.

The king walked quickly and walked towards the king's chair.

Everyone in the hall shouted in unison: "Great ......"

"That's enough!" the king shouted angrily, filled with anger, and suddenly turned around and pushed all the books on the throne away, and the handwritten letters and documents were scattered everywhere, and even one of them was hit on King Chen's face, but he didn't move.

There was silence in the hall, and some people even felt that Leng Ling and Ke Ming were full of murderous aura.

The king did not take his seat, but walked down the high platform step by step, and even gritted his teeth a little word by word: "All the old ministers, you are all the pillars of the country, and the soul of my Great Southern Kingdom! But you look at it, look at it!" As he spoke, he lowered his head and picked up a handwritten book, and hit the head of a palace minister hard, of course he was not the king, "This king has received a maximum of seven hundred books in one day, and there are hundreds of people in each book and paper, and in each city, I don't know how many such books are pressed, hundreds of thousands, or even millions!"

The king turned around angrily and glared fiercely at His Highness's ministers, but lowered his voice: "Is it true that so many people are wrong?

After a pause, the audience was already submissive.

"Sixteen kings, sixteen kings, this king wonders if it is time to abolish the rules of the sixteen kings......," the king muttered.

"The king's ......" plopped, and an elderly minister suddenly sat down on the ground, unable to stand up.

Sixteen kings of politics, the first appeared in the royal family into a tribe, when a number of small tribes formed an alliance, the tribal chiefs elected the little king as a representative of the tribe to participate in tribal affairs, and then the tribe gradually grew, since the Southern Dynasty, but the ancestral system of the sixteen kings to participate in politics has been inherited, in the later seizure of the world to create the southern kingdom, the first kings are powerless and dare not break the ancestral system that lasted for hundreds of years.

The guards hurriedly stepped forward to help the old king who fell to the ground, and the king shouted angrily: "Let him sit there and listen!"

"The king, with all due respect to the ministers, these sixteen kings are also ......"

"Don't say it again, don't say it again," the king slowly moved to King Chen's side and patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Since you say it, everyone listens, I know that it is the rule of Gaozu and the rules of the southern kingdom," the king seemed to slow down, took a few more steps, and turned his back to the ministers, "You also regard it as today's court government, let's agree!"

As soon as these words came out, he was dumbfounded, and this was the king's temporary anger and unhindered it, but since it had already been spoken, how could he not stop it? But let the sixteen kings decide whether to continue the rule of the sixteen kings, but it was difficult for the ministers.

Accommodating means that from now on the king is dominant, and if he does not agree, but after all, he has established his own authority and intends to compete with the king for power, which is equivalent to slapping himself.

King Chen was already sweating, peeking at the second king, and he was also sitting on pins and needles.

The two boys on the side of the stage were staring at each other, and the audience was sweating, not knowing what to do.

The grand palace suddenly seemed extremely depressed, and the kings and the civil and military ministers behind them were all breathing carefully, lest the king hear the big vein, and pull it out to make a statement. If Wentu knew about this, he would naturally laugh back and forth, saying that the king had made a big joke, an impossible but loud joke. In the court, the officials almost smelled the smell of beacon smoke, knowing that they could not do it, although it was impossible to abolish this important king's government, but this move naturally shook the foundation of the dynasty.

After a while, the king took a rough breath, signaled that he was just talking for a while, and slowly turned his body and mind and said calmly, "This king knows that this is the most fundamental foundation of my Southern Dynasty, and you have no right to change it," This can be regarded as giving the kings a step, and it also shows that he is only angry for a while, "This policy is not only the ancestral system, but also to avoid the king of the dynasty monopolizing the government and causing changes, of course this king cannot remove the sixteen kings to set the government......" In fact, he is victorious, "Retreat from the dynasty!"

The civil official shouted: "Retreat from the court—"

In the hall, there were more than a dozen people who forgot to leave the palace and stood there in a daze, only to wake up when Ke Ming reminded them.

Within a few days, the implementation of the tax administration of reducing the poor and increasing the rich, the Great Southern Kingdom finally began to select the king for hundreds of years, and the palace will be the same, as appropriate, three to five years to carry out the selection of scribes, Wen Kui is also ordered by the king himself, opening up a similar move of civil and military champions.

Since then, whenever the politics are discussed, the sixteen kings always feel that the weight of whether they agree or not agree has become much lighter, and sometimes they even hesitate to say that they are slapping themselves in the mouth......

Soon, some policies were implemented, the fields were widespread, and the national reserves were full.

It's just that there are policies and countermeasures, and some important policies are implemented differently in each city, or slowed down or reduced; it is the king's election, and the cities use the primary election to suppress the literati, and those who rush to the capital are still the kings' people. The king is deaf and clear-sighted, looking at the literati who are submissive, how dare they reuse it.

Wentu drove the red map, took Ah Wu, and went north to meet his wife!