Chapter 1525: I don’t think you should tell me what you said to the Chu Qing family (please subscribe and vote)
Changsun Chong suddenly understood and nodded. "I understand, kid."
"It's good that you understand. As a father, you can only keep a low profile, but that doesn't mean that you can't take action..."
Sun Wuji, the treacherous and treacherous official minister of the Tang Dynasty and the eldest son of Zhao Guogong, was patiently stating his interests to his own son.
After the father and son talked for a long time, Changsun Wuji touched his belly and gave orders.
In a short time, a table of delicacies appeared on the table where the father and son were sitting opposite each other.
Changsun Wuji looked at the delicious food on the table, sniffed, and smiled at his biological son Changsun.
"Come, come, come, let's have lunch with my father today. Since you got married, it's rare for us, father and son, to have meals together..."
Changsun Chong held chopsticks in his hand and stared blankly at the meat and vegetables on the table.
Either grilled lamb chops, fried crispy pork, braised pork, or braised beef.
The only vegetarian dish was the smallest plate, which probably contained less than three or five bites of pickled cucumbers.
No wonder, no wonder that during this period, his father asked him to go to Lu Guogong's mansion to get medicine more frequently than before.
Thinking that his own father was tortured to the point of death due to constipation, Changsun Chong couldn't help but persuade him.
"Father, um, didn't Cheng Sanlang specifically tell me that you should eat more vegetables..."
As soon as Changsun Wuji heard about Cheng Sanlang, his appetite suddenly dropped by three points, and he reluctantly smiled at Changsun Chong.
"Okay, okay, father knows, I will prepare more vegetables later, come on, eat quickly..."
Watching the round-bellied, meat-loving father in front of me, he was eating a large piece of braised pork and a piece of braised beef.
Changsun Chong had no choice but to accompany his father to have an all-meat feast.
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The next day, during the court meeting, Li Shimin had just sat down, and a group of ministers and ministers took turns to go into battle.
All I have to say is to advise His Majesty not to go to Luoyang, the eastern capital, to build a palace. If you want to fulfill your filial piety to the Supreme Emperor, there are many ways and means.
Just like the palace that His Majesty decided to build in the north of Chang'an City.
Due to lack of funds, it has been put on hold until now. Although the government is still facing difficulties, it can definitely be built slowly.
Some ministers stood up and began to impeach Cheng Sanlang, the bastard who was going to be responsible for building the Luoyang Palace.
I heard that this boy was the one who instigated this incident. Such behavior is really outrageous.
Of course, there were also officials representing the Central Plains aristocratic families who stood up and expressed their thoughts.
I feel that His Majesty wants to go to Luoyang to build a palace. That is a royal matter. Can the ministers still prevent His Majesty from fulfilling his filial piety?
Li Shimin just sat quietly behind the imperial court, listening to these ministers and ministers emotionally expounding their interests.
Or maybe it was the quarrel between representatives of the Guanlong Family and the Zhongyuan Family.
Fang Xuanling, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, maintained the demeanor of a famous Tang Dynasty prime minister, standing up from time to time to control the situation and ensure that chaos would not occur in the court.
After fighting for almost half an hour, both sides finally stopped fighting exhausted.
In other words, we are all waiting for the Holy Judgment.
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After drinking two large bowls of tea, Li Shimin slowly stroked his long beard and said.
"Dear gentlemen, I never thought that Cheng Sanlang's plan to build a palace for the Supreme Emperor in Luoyang would cause such a big commotion."
"It really makes me feel, are you gentlemen making a fuss out of a molehill?"
"Your Majesty, how can this be called making a fuss out of a molehill? There is nothing trivial about the royal family. If the Supreme Emperor's palace is built in Luoyang.
Just preparing materials, recruiting craftsmen, and sending generals and supervisors to work all require a large amount of money..."
Zhang Xuansu stood up with an unhappy face and spoke loudly.
Li Shimin still looked unhurried, and then he dropped his words that almost made the civil and military officials in the court become confused in the wind.
"The Zhang Qing family's words are reasonable, but what does this have to do with me and the general as a prisoner?"
"???" Suddenly, the court hall that was noisy just now fell into dead silence.
All the ministers who were jumping up and down just now were staring at His Majesty the Emperor behind the imperial desk, stroking his long beard, still looking like an old god.
What's going on? How could your Majesty say such words as if the matter had nothing to do with it?
This, this is simply unreasonable.
Zhang Xuansu, whose face turned purple, couldn't help but raise his voice a few degrees higher. "Your Majesty, please be careful what you say."
Li Shimin sighed helplessly, and then said in a gentle and helpless tone.
"That's all. Since all the noble families are always entangled in this matter, it seems that I won't make it clear today."
"The Luoyang Palace is the Han and Tang Dynasty Commercial Bank of the Tang Dynasty. This private business firm is willing to provide free funding to build the palace for His Majesty the Supreme Emperor."
"Regardless of the manpower and material resources, this private business bank raises them all by itself. It does not cost the imperial court money or silk, and it does not require hundreds of imperial labors."
"After the Han and Tang merchants made this request, the Supreme Emperor happily agreed to the matter."
"So, gentlemen, what do you think I have to do with this matter?"
"They did not use the imperial court's money, but used craftsmen who raised their own money to build a palace for my father.
What do you want me to stand up to stop?"
"..." All the ministers had black lines on their faces, and they all wanted to lie down together in a big trough.
What the hell does this mean? The Han and Tang dynasties did it on their own without spending money from the imperial court or using craftsmen from various departments overseen by the imperial court?
This is simply a practice that has never been done before in history books, okay?
But the problem is that the Han and Tang dynasties were willing to do this, and they really had no way to stop it.
To put it bluntly, if a common man is willing to donate hundreds of millions of assets to the imperial court, will the imperial court sternly refuse?
This behavior of ordinary people neither violates Tang law nor public order and good customs, and it is an act that can only be characterized as praise.
Changsun Wuji also widened his eyes and thought about it. He never imagined that the Han and Tang Dynasty merchants would dare to do this.
It is equivalent to directly bypassing the imperial court, not being on the same side with the imperial court at all, and directly getting on the line with the Supreme Emperor.
This made all the original calculations and reasons fall into vain.
Chu Suiliang saw the look in Changsun Wuji's direction, and stepped forward and said loudly.
"But Your Majesty, I feel that it should not be built in Luoyang, but in Chang'an..."
"Hmm...Chu Qing's family, I think you shouldn't tell me what you said. You should go talk to the person in charge of the Han-Tang Trading Company..."
Before Chu Suiliang could react, General Cheng, who had been laughing sinisterly over there and trying hard not to get angry, finally regained his energy and strode out.
"Haha, your majesty makes sense. Come on, come on, Lao Chu, come back to my house and have a good chat with me, Lao Cheng."
Chapter completed!