Feng Bao hurriedly said: "How dare I contradict the emperor? It's just a small advice,"

Long Qing smiled: "Brother, you don't know that Yongting is very capable in doing things. He is indispensable for people traveling in and out of the palace. I don't treat him as an outsider. There are many rules and regulations in the palace, so I boarded the After taking the throne, I felt less comfortable than being King Yu before. Among the people around me, I got along well with Yongting, chatting and having fun together, and were very happy, so many times, I didn't stick to trivial matters. Don't I underestimate him, he has read a lot of books, has good literary talent, and also has experience in painting appreciation. He occasionally makes some suggestions, which are very reasonable, and he understands much better than some confused ministers."

Feng Bao knelt down and kowtowed: "The emperor's praise is too much, and I really don't deserve it. The emperor is kind and kind. He has always been kind and gentle, and he listens to hundreds of schools of thought. The wise emperors in ancient times are not as good as him. I treat my slaves with the utmost kindness. I'm a slave." Dare not to dedicate yourself to it,”

Long Qing waved his hand and said: "Get up, my father has been cultivating for many years, and I have also understood that a person who lives a hundred years will eventually die, and becoming a Buddha or an immortal is all illusory and false. People are just people, and they cannot see everything clearly. , it’s still good to listen to advice,”

Feng Baodao: "Your Majesty, this donkey..."

Long Qing said: "It's better to let the donkey go. I don't miss that bit. The people need it for farming."

Chang Sihao thought to himself: "Doesn't he know how to be the emperor? It's not like cutting tofu with a knife and cutting both sides. It seems that Hai Rui is the same as Xiao Yu said. How many people have never even seen the emperor, just sitting there? The family scolded Hai Rui, who had never seen him before, but called Hai Qingtian. Leader Zheng said that officials in the DPRK and the Central Government should verify their names, but who should verify the emperor's names? "To this writer, The impression of the Emperor Sour has improved a lot.

Outside, Chang Sun Xiaochi announced that he had come in, and Long Qing was right. As soon as the door opened, Chang Sun Xiaochi strode in, wearing a black gauze crown, and a long yellow brocade dress with fish and dragons leaping into the sea, silver threads weaving clouds, and a waistband. The man with a wide jade belt and sharp and neat appearance came forward to salute. Long Qing stood up in a hurry and gave up his seat. How could his eldest grandson Xiaochi be willing to sit on the main seat? After some struggle, he sat on the right side. Long Qing ordered the food to be passed around, and the food and wine were served on the table like a flowing stream. Using chopsticks, he personally picked up vegetables for his eldest grandson, Xiaochi.

The eldest grandson responded politely to Xiaochi, but he didn't eat much. Chang Sihao looked at the prick ears on his hat and said with a smile: "Who chose this hat for you? You still look like a rabbit."

Liu Jinwu's face changed slightly. Only Emperor Longqing and Changsun Xiaochi were wearing this hat in the room. The only difference was that there were two more dragons on the emperor's hat. The difference was not big. He said, "It also looks like Lord Rabbit." Of course, it means that the emperor looks like Lord Rabbit. When he talks like this, no matter how many heads he grows, he may not be enough to chop him off. Looking to the side, Feng Bao observed the emperor's expression and made no move.

Long Qing laughed loudly and said: "Brother, you don't know, these are called Yi Shan Guan. After you said it, I think they look like rabbit ears, just a little smaller." He stretched out his fingers and flicked the ears of his hat. one time.

Chang Sihao said: "I see, I saw that the hats worn by singers and emperors are so bright and shining, much better than yours." Long Qing said with a smile: "There are also hats like that, but they are not for daily wear, but for meditation." It is only worn when you are buried. On the stage, there is a fake show, and the living people act as the dead, so you must wear the clothes of the dead. Otherwise, you will be violating the rules and treason as soon as you go on stage, and the stage will become a guillotine."

Chang Sihao said: "It turns out that there are such things about singing. This is the first time I heard about it. I thought that our national treasury was tight, and you used all those pearls and jade in exchange for money." Long Qing and his eldest grandson all laughed at Xiaochi. , although Feng Bao and Liu Jinwu knew that he was speaking openly, they couldn't care less and could only accompany him with smiles.

After Long Qing laughed, he seemed to have remembered something, and his face condensed slightly, but he actually became sad. He stopped using his chopsticks and sighed: "Well, at that time, my father practiced Taoism and bought a lot of gems and jade, and he taught those stinky Taoist priests to cheat him. Go back, it costs a thousand taels of gold to burn a Qingci, and the charcoal money for making alchemy alone is two hundred thousand taels of silver a year. The national treasury is empty, and now it is even more difficult to make ends meet. Since I came to the throne, I have been worried all day long. This matter, alas, my ability to govern the country is very poor. Brother Emperor, since you are back, our Ming Dynasty will be saved. Come on, let's change our hats. You should be the emperor." After saying that, he took off his double dragon-wing crown, stood up, and handed it to his eldest grandson Xiaochi with both hands.

This move was so sudden that both Liu Jinwu and Feng Bao were stunned. Changsun Xiaochi stood up quickly and said: "No," he couldn't blurt out this word. At that moment, his mind went blank, and he looked at the two golden dragons on the crown. , but it seems that he has seen all the things he has done in the south of the Yangtze River in the past few years. He has gathered wealth and power, worked hard, and everything he has done is still this hat. Now it is in front of him. If he takes over and sends an edict to the world one day, brother With the courtesy of abdication, the world can be in one's hands, but... Wugan shed tears, King Jing's self-mutilation and other things also appeared in front of him at the same time. Looking at Feng Bao and Liu Jinwu, their expressions were stunned and their eyes were suspicious. How will he treat himself, the former Prince Aichong? There will definitely be a fight between dragons and tigers. Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai, you are already a dead person, why are you still fighting in this world? Can even Concubine Lu Jing see through it? Can't you see through it yourself?

As soon as he thought about this, he made up his mind. The hat in his eyes was just a hat, no different from other hats. He said: "Your Majesty, imperial power is child's play, this matter must not be done."

Long Qing said: "My brother was named the prince back then. This throne was originally yours. I just returned the property to its original owner. Why should I refuse?"

The eldest grandson smiled and said: "Your Majesty, do you still have doubts about being a minister?"

Long Qing hurriedly said: "No, no, there is absolutely no such thing." His face turned bitter: "Oh, brother, I mean it sincerely. It's really hard to be the emperor. Today I want to build the Great Wall and I want money. Tomorrow The other one said that wherever there is a flood, money is needed, and there is a famine the day after tomorrow, and money is needed. Everyone is justified, and no one can be ignored. But I can't deal with any of them. People in the world are not living well, and it's all my fault. What can I do about it? I can't get any money, so I have to save money. It's only been a year since I took the throne. I don't have any idea how to live my life in the future. Yongting, Chaozhong You know everything about the matter, please tell me, what I just said is not true."

Feng Bao looked troubled, but when the emperor asked, he had no choice but to answer, so he bowed and said, "Yes, what the emperor said is indeed true." He turned to his eldest grandson, Xiaochi, and said, "The emperor had issued a decree as early as the beginning of the year, and every day There are only six dishes for each meal. Empress Chen has four dishes for each meal. Concubine Li and the others all have three dishes and one soup. The prince and princess each dine with their mothers. Just now, I talked to Chitose about the lack of livestock labor at the border, and even issued an order. The donkeys raised in the palace, in fact, can’t save a lot of money with such frugality, but the emperor is considerate of the people’s sentiments..."

"Wait a minute," Chang Sihao thought. In fact, eating six dishes for one person is not a lot. But after all, the emperor is different from ordinary people. The Qin Mansion even holds banquets with more dishes than you. Is it possible that the royal family is not as good as the wealthy people? Impossible, Zhi asked: "What are the six dishes that the emperor ate this morning?"

Feng Baoli recalled: "Back in Qiantuan, what the emperor ate in the morning was the golden dragon stirring the jade sea, the eight treasures jade mandarin ducks, the phoenix singing, the whole world is white, the heaven and the earth are eternally spring..."

Chang Sihao stopped him and sneered: "Okay, okay, Your Majesty, these things are so expensive for you to eat. A meal of six dishes will probably cost you a hundred and ten taels of silver." Long Qing said: "We have this dish on the table. ," pointing to a disk: "This is the golden dragon stirring the jade sea." Chang Sihao followed his words and looked at it. The dishes in the disk were like a sea of ​​sand dunes and clouds, with a color like jade, steaming steam, and silky yarn. There were several slender little dragons running through them, with golden threads and golden scales. Under the light, they looked like dragons flying in the sea of ​​clouds. It was so beautiful. He stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a "golden dragon" and put it in his mouth to taste. The meat is crispy and tender, slightly fishy and salty, and I put some "cloud mud" in my mouth. It feels moderately sweet and salty, soft and greasy. Although it tastes good, I can't tell what it is.

Feng Baodao said: "This little dragon is made of loach fish fried in batter, and the sea of ​​clouds is made of steamed yam paste. The emperor thought it was too expensive to send fresh fish to the palace, so these loaches are made by the chefs of the imperial dining room by the sea in Xiyuan. dug,”

There are three giant lakes in the Xiyuan, namely North, Central and South, called Beihai, Zhonghai and Nanhai. The round island where Chang Sihao was before is called Nantai, which is in the center of Nanhai. After Feng Bao and Long Qing explained it, he still felt that it was really difficult. Believing it, he asked about other dishes, and Long Qing pointed out one by one. It turned out that the Eight Treasures Biyuanyang was a sparrow stewed with rapeseed, the Eight Treasures were jujubes, red beans, etc., and the Phoenix Singing World White was a chicken head stewed with tofu... …The names of these dishes are all nice. Although the appearance is beautiful, the raw materials are ordinary things, many of which are obtained locally. The loaches are dug by the cooks, and the sparrows are covered by sieves in the snow by the palace maids...

The more Chang Sihao listened, the more outrageous he became. Later, he became so angry that he thought to himself: "After all, I'm just plowing the land in the palace. I've never seen the world again, so I won't be able to go to heaven." That's it." He stretched out his hand to stop him, shook his head and said: "Okay, okay, okay, okay, your Majesty, don't cry about poverty here, I have eaten this meal, you recognize me as your brother, Chang Sihao can't afford it, let's just say goodbye. I'm a big eater. If you eat too much, you'll feel bad later. It's not worthwhile to starve yourself."

Long Qing stamped his feet anxiously and said: "You, why don't you believe it? Think about it, if I were really rich, could I be a general for the artillery on the city?"

Chang Sihao was stunned and said: "What does that have to do with it?"

Long Qing raised his fingers and said: "If I make someone a general, how much salary will he get in a year? It's nothing. If there is one more high official, he must have people under him. The higher the official, the more people under him. It's a long string together. If everyone takes a share of my salary, what else will be left in my treasury?"

Chang Sihao was puzzled: "What kind of fire consumption?"

Liu Jinwu said: "Huohua is when officials at all levels intercept tax revenue. They clearly collect one hundred yuan, deduct twenty for themselves, and hand over eighty, and their superiors will deduct twenty and hand over sixty, and so on. After entering the treasury, there is not much left, and it is common for the army to deduct military pay according to rank, which can be regarded as a waste of fire."

There was no unified central finance in the Ming Dynasty. Each ministry had its own accounts. Military expenditures were often deducted from local finances and were not allocated by the central government. Auditing was also useless, so the finances had always been chaotic and disorderly. Chang Sihao could not help but Knowing this, I thought: "What Liu Jinwu said is true. When I was in the army, Mr. Cheng was extremely honest, but the people below still had to take some of the things they were fishing for. Even our gang leader Those old guys who cook also say: "If the cook doesn't steal, the grain won't be harvested." After preparing the food, they always have to take a bite first. This shows that it is the most normal thing to enrich one's own pockets. In fact, the country is the pot, and who is not? He is desperately trying to get the meat into his own bowl. The emperor is bored in the palace every day. It is not entirely true that the whole thing belongs to his family."

He thought for a while, nodded, and said: "Okay, I believe it, but as the old saying goes, you won't be poor until you have enough to eat, and you won't have enough to drink until you are poor. If you don't calculate, you will be poor. If you save money, the hole is waiting for you. If there's an earthquake or a flood, you'll still have no money, right?"

Long Qing was raised in the deep palace, and he had never heard of his patois. After thinking about it, he felt that it made sense, his eyes flashed brightly, and he said: "Yes, yes, yes, just save your money, wait for the hole, Brother, you are so right, aren't you? Officials from various ministries, one on the left, wrote a letter, and the other on the right, all stretched out their hands to ask for money. Who could I go to? I had no choice but to shut up and act like a fool. , pretend you didn’t hear anything, hide in the palace, and let Mr. Xu Ge and the others think of ways to deal with it,”

Chang Sihao laughed in his heart: "It is said that you are dumbfounded. It turns out that you are such a dumbass. Ha, shutting your mouth and keeping silent is a good way to treat your creditors." However, when he thought that the people in the world who did not know the truth heard about this, He couldn't help but scold the emperor for sealing the cannon as being stupid and ignorant, and he couldn't help but feel depressed: "It turns out that the emperor is very difficult to do this thing. If it were me, I would be scolded for being frugal and I would be scolded for being extravagant. Why don't you eat and drink like crazy every day, make the monkeys angry to death, and be happy?" Seeing Long Qing's miserable expression, he found it funny again and again, and thought to himself that it seems that you, a literary gentleman, should actually be called a poor gentleman instead. , granting the title of general to artillery to save money, this is a fucking bad idea, you can’t even think of it.

The eldest grandson smiled and said: "Your Majesty, running a country is the same as marching and fighting. When soldiers come, they will be blocked, and when water comes, the soil will cover them up. Why do you have to be impatient? The way to be a king is to be stable. Our great ancestor has nothing and started from scratch. You will finally win the world, but now the treasury is empty and you are suffering from a little poverty, so you give up easily. What if Tatar troops come to the city, or Tibet rebels, and the barbarians come to attack, then what will you do?"

Long Qing was stunned and murmured: "That's what the emperor said,"

Changsun Xiaochi took the Yishan crown from him, raised his hands high, put it on his head again, and said: "You can be a good emperor if you have the country and the people in your heart. To be an emperor, you only need to be honest and sincere. Don't think too much. If you are short of money, appoint officials who can raise money. If a war begins, appoint generals who can fight. Leave trivial matters to those with corresponding talents. Only when an eagle flies high can it see its prey. Now, only when the dog is loose can the prey be caught. You have to do everything by yourself, which is definitely not what a leader should do. It also deviates from the way of an emperor. You must know that there are talents available all over the world. You must always remember that you are Liu Bei, but you cannot go there. Be Guan Yu, Zhang Fei or Zhuge Liang,"

Long Qing smiled happily, took his hand and patted him gently: "Brother Emperor, your words of wisdom really enlightened me."

Chang Sihao laughed secretly: "He was probably talking about ways to run the underworld in the south of the Yangtze River. What good advice and good advice is obviously the talk of hawks and dogs. If you take the medicine according to the prescription, don't you want to turn the Ming Dynasty into a big gangster? Tomorrow the emperor will change

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Boss Hei, you feel that you are new, but I don’t know if the elders, ministers, and governors are willing to become hall masters, incense masters, and flag masters. Haha, then everyone in the world will be brothers in the gang. Where will we go to rob homes and houses?
Chapter completed!