"Speak carefully if you have anything to say, don't make any more trouble, and get ready for the banquet."
Wanyan Hulan waved her hand.
Even though she has a calm temperament, she is also a little tired at this time.
These two groups are simply incompatible, so it would be strange if they didn't make a fuss when they met. But her father had to let her be the peacemaker and mediate between them, so as to prevent the quarrel from getting worse.
That's why we have this banquet today.
But now, what’s the use?
Seeing Wanyan Hulan's unhappy look, Daxingguo quickly held up his hands and explained: "Your Highness, actually Brother Kang is doing disaster relief at Anguo Temple this time, and I'm unexpectedly nervous; however, as His Highness said, disaster relief is a good thing after all, we
Even if we can’t help each other, let’s not stop being sarcastic.”
"Well, that's the truth."
"The imperial court and Daxing Mansion only set up a few porridge factories outside the city. There were too many monks and too little porridge. The refugees starved to death in large numbers. People's markets were spontaneously built outside the city... This is a fact!"
At this point, Daxingguo turned to Li Ke: "Marquis Kaicheng, your house has recently bought a lot of slaves from the market. You don't know anything about this, right?"
"Your Majesty is actually quite concerned about the disaster relief. However, the officials in the Ministry of Revenue are really incompetent and slow in regulating grain. Officials from various states have been embezzling grain from Mo officials' warehouses for many years, so that at the critical moment, the imperial court set up a porridge factory and couldn't produce grain!
"
Daxingguo sighed: "After this disaster, the imperial court will probably severely punish a group of local officials."
Regarding the current situation of the disaster, the ministers and children of Daxingguo know something about the inside story. However, this is a sensitive topic. Daxingguo would not speak easily if it were not for Li Ke's continuous provocation.
Li Ke sneered when he heard this and said nothing.
The paparazzi behind him bowed their heads and remained silent.
So what if the disaster is real? This is completely different from whether Wanyan Kang understands disaster relief and whether it is real disaster relief!
At this time, Pu Sanjiujin slammed down the table and said rudely: "Who said there is no food in the official warehouse? My father said there is plenty!"
"My father said, what kind of disaster relief are we doing? Those people from the three provinces and six ministries are free from the imperial salary and don't care about the lives of the victims at all. They are all Han people anyway, so the more people die, the better!"
The word "Pu San Jiu Jin" reveals the secret of heaven.
This caused everyone to remain silent, and no one dared to pick up on his words.
Even Li Ke.
Even though he had the intention to fight back, he was afraid of getting burned.
Da Xingguo smiled bitterly and lowered his head, his heart was broken and he was invincible. Everyone knew it was tacitly understood, but you had to use your nonsense to pierce this layer of paper.
And "my father said"...I want to trick your father to death!
At present, the Jin Dynasty court has been arguing about disaster relief.
The group headed by Zhao Wang Wanyanhong and Pusanliang insisted on providing disaster relief, ensuring that at least some people survived, maintaining the working population in various places, and avoiding local unrest and damaging the Jin Dynasty's national foundation.
The opposition was led by the emperor's eldest son, Liang Wang Wanyan Congke, and they only held the extremely cruel theory of Han population annihilation.
This tone has existed since the Jin Kingdom occupied the Central Plains and was founded.
Compared with the powerful reproductive ability of the Han people, the Jurchens are naturally just younger brothers.
In order to ensure the absolute dominance of the Jurchen ethnic group and control the population base of the Han people, there has always been a large market within the Jin Kingdom's royal family.
However, there are some things that cannot be said or done, and only people with strong limbs and simple minds like Pu San Jiujin can show up openly at such a public banquet regardless of taboos.
Of course, disaster relief can be an either/or thing, but when it comes to power and politics in the court, it is difficult to make an either/or choice in a short period of time. Therefore, there is also a neutral party in the DPRK, which is nominally
Ming Zhe protects himself, and there are about dozens of people, with Shangshu Ling Dahao as the spiritual leader.
But there is one thing.
There is no absolute and eternal neutrality in this world. People eat all kinds of grains, and they are inherently close and distant, and have emotional likes and dislikes. If you have to be ugly and ugly, at the critical moment when you have to choose sides, Dahao will still be the butt.
Slightly on the side of King Zhao.
After all, Da Xingguo and Wanyan Kang had a close relationship, and it couldn't have been more than a day or two.
Wanyan Kang's heart went cold at Pu San Jiu Jin's words.
Wanyan Hongxin briefly mentioned that there was a controversy between the DPRK and China regarding disaster relief, and he guessed this. The Jurchen authorities actually did not care about the life and death of the Han victims. This was the key to the problem.
Thinking of the country's various policies that favored ethnic minorities in his previous life, he could only silently cast aside this evil old society.
…
Wanyan Hulan seemed to be deliberately changing the subject, and took the initiative to say to Wanyan Kang: "Wanyan Kang, the strength of Anguo Temple is inevitably limited. If the victims get wind of the situation and leave, they probably won't be able to last long. A lot of fundraising is still needed.
The only way to deal with it is to deal with it, otherwise I'm afraid it will cause trouble."
"What the princess said is true. My father is also helping to raise food, and prepared 400 dan of food before leaving the capital, but it is far from enough..."
Wanyan Kang said, remembering what Wanyan Hong said in the letter, he said: "God is good at living, and we cannot just watch the victims continue to starve to death... It's just that with my own strength, I really can't raise much food in a short time. So,
Could you ask the princess to help me?"
Wanyan Hulan looked at Wanyan Kang deeply.
After a while, he nodded slowly and said: "Since you opened your mouth... I will try my best and think of a solution."
"By opening a porridge factory to provide disaster relief, we not only do good deeds and accumulate virtue, but also share the worries of the imperial court. If you can do what you can, you might as well help a group of Wanyankan."
Wanyan Kang was overjoyed and turned around to look around.
Li Ke and the four others simply ignored him, whispered to each other, and ignored him.
Even the so-called best friends of the predecessor, Daxingguo, Ma Liang, the son of the censor Zhongcheng Ma Guanzhong, and Pu San Jiu Jin, all pretended not to hear Wanyan Hulan's words, and either turned their heads and looked away, or drank by themselves.
Regardless of Daxingguo's "righteous speech" and support for Wanyan's disaster relief, it was just a unanimous foreign policy based on the alliance front. It is another matter to really let him spend money on a group of unrelated refugees.
.
As for Li Ke and others, Wanyan Kang didn't have much hope.
However, the three members of Daxingguo also failed at critical moments, so they were inevitably disappointed.
However, he also knew it well, so it cannot be said that these three people lack conscience and are the same as Li Ke. The main reason is that deep down... they have contempt and indifference towards the untouchables.
In comparison, this Miss Wanyan is different and really good.
Wanyan Kang's affection for Wanyan Hulan doubled, and he turned his eyes towards her, only to realize that the other party was also watching him quietly, and their eyes separated at the slightest contact.
In fact, Wanyan Hulan had already had plans for disaster relief.
In the past few days, she and Wanyanhui secretly raised 200 shi of grain. She was planning to send people out of the city to anonymously set up a porridge factory. This time she met Wanyankang at Anguo Temple to provide disaster relief. She was happy to see the success and just happened to help him.
Open your mouth to raise food.
He said "try your best and think of a way", but in fact he was thinking about whether to hand over the raised food to Wan Yankan?
There is such a big dispute between the DPRK and the Central Government regarding disaster relief. It has fallen out of the scope of disaster relief and has gradually become tainted with the color of political disputes. As the emperor's daughter, she cannot openly take sides, so it may be the best choice to borrow Wan Yankan's help to do it.
Anyway, King Zhao is a disaster relief sect.
She thought silently.
…
After so much fussing, the banquet finally started.
The music of silk and bamboo played, and four splendid dancers rushed into the arena, dancing with long sleeves fluttering. In Wan Yankang's opinion, they were all simple posing movements, nothing interesting, better than DY twisting her waist and playing twerk.
Miss sister is far behind.
I wonder if Miss Wanyan in the main seat can dance?
Wanyan Kang held his chin and secretly glanced at her waist and hips.
After the dance, everyone had three drinks with each other.
The waiter brought the pitcher, which slightly aroused Wanyan Kang's curiosity.
But on the right side of Li Ke, a young man with a yellowish face, long eyebrows and a medium build stood up, bowed his hands to Wanyan Hulan and said in salute: "Your Highness, I think throwing pots is very boring, why don't we change the way we play to help the wine.
"
Wanyan Hulan said without comment: "Tu Danguang, what do you want?"
Tu Danguang suddenly turned around and faced Wanyan Kang with an aggressive gaze: "Wanyan Kang, the last time you and I competed, we couldn't win, so why not have another betting fight!"
"If you win, don't you want to provide disaster relief? I will give you a hundred stones of food. But if you lose, the Zhaoye Jade Lion will be mine!"
Wanyan Kang's heart suddenly twitched, "I'm going to compete with me in martial arts? Are you bullying me for not knowing martial arts?"
Before he could express his position, Pu San Jiu Jin started shouting: "Wan Yan Kang, fuck him! Are you still afraid of him?"
roll!
Daxingguo secretly glared at Pu San Jiu Jin, came over and said in a low voice: "Brother Kang, don't fall for this guy, he is targeting your BMW! This guy is the bastard of Shan Ting, the guarding apostle of Hebei, and he is born barbaric.
I have been practicing martial arts with the martial arts master in the mansion for several years, and recently I learned martial arts from a Tibetan monk. I fought alone, and you almost lost the last time!"
Daxingguo heard that Wanyan Kang had suffered from amnesia due to an illness, and was afraid that he would forget Tu Danguang's difficulty, so he quickly reminded him.
In fact, what he said was to save Wanyan Kang's face. He didn't directly say that you are no match for Tu Danguang at all, so let's forget it.