The two princes ran away quickly. King Jin and Song Huiyue walked a few steps along the wall. King Jin came close to Song Huiyue and looked carefully at the blood stains on her clothes: "A nosebleed?"
Song Huiyue reached out to rub her nose. Before her hand touched her nose, King Jin immediately grabbed her hand: "Stop rubbing it, what's going on?"
"I fell." She changed the basket to another hand, her nose felt itchy, and she wrinkled it hard. She raised her thick eyebrows, covered her upper lip with her lower lip, and blew hard upwards to remove the drop.
The hair that fell down was blown up.
There is a bit of wildness in every move she makes, and she is a wild child that cannot be tamed.
King Jin looked at the bamboo basket and whispered: "Why do you think of raising a cat?"
"Li Jun wants to support me," Song Huiyue replied, "He is afraid that I will be too busy. What are you busy with?"
The King of Jin sighed: "I want to repair the palace now and ask the Third Division to provide money from the budget. However, the war in Dingzhou has not stopped, and the suppression of bandits in various states is also a big sum. The Third Division can't even save this money through the teeth."
When you get a sum of money, you have to come to me to see what I can do."
He complained a lot.
"Just think of it as building a place for yourself," Song Huiyue said with a smile, "If you want to live in it, you will have to build it sooner or later."
Prince Jin couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand to touch her nose: "You dare to say anything."
Song Huiyue heyed twice, and the basket in her hand shook, and the cat inside screamed coquettishly.
King Jin's tight string relaxed, and his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles: "The people from the Third Division are thinking of a solution inside."
Song Huiyue immediately said: "They may have to increase taxes."
"Probably." Prince Jin nodded, "But I will also find ways to pay for the military."
Song Huiyue was silent for a moment, as if she was debating whether to say something. After a moment, she still said: "In a bitter cold land, if military pay is stripped away, everyone has already suffered enough. If it is reduced again, wouldn't it be even more miserable? Now it's really
You should go and see for yourself, the wind and snow there will freeze people's toes off."
"Good girl," Prince Jin touched her head, "You are right, I listen to you."
"You must be able to think of a better way."
King Jin raised his hands, stretched out, and exhaled all the depression in his body: "Yes."
Song Huiyue stopped and said softly: "You've been out for too long, it's time to go back."
"It's time to go back." Prince Jin stopped, his eyes lingering on her body.
I don’t want to leave, but I still have to leave.
In the Zen room of the prison, everyone asked King Jin for help under the guise of practicing Zen to pray for Jinshang's blessings - after Jinshang became ill, he liked others to pray for him the most.
The people in the room were sitting upright, with a cup of hot tea in front of everyone. Dong Tongying sat at the bottom right of the front seat, with a sad face, and kept drinking tea.
Xu Laiyu, the newly appointed deputy commissioner of the Iron Case, suddenly said: "Prime Minister, the prince went to clean his hands, why haven't you returned yet? Could he have left us here?"
Dong Tongying shook his head: "No."
Xu Laiyu sighed in a low voice. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a difficult matter just after he took office.
The national treasury is not rich, and life is tight every year. Today, they suddenly need to repair the Forbidden City on a large scale, which will cost a lot of money. The money has to be squeezed out from their various projects.
There are so many places waiting to use money, how can you squeeze them out?
You can't really raise taxes.
The King of Jin is in charge of the three divisions, and the taxes have just been sorted out. The people have had a good life for a few days, do they have to add more?
He made a sad face and looked at Ge Renmei, the deputy military envoy: "Ms. Ge, why are you so absent-minded?"
Ge Renmei shook her head repeatedly: "No, I was just thinking about how we could squeeze out some money from the military case. Well, Mr. Yuan, you know best the accounts of our third company. How do you think we can squeeze out so much money?"
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Yuan Shaopei raised his eyes and looked at him: "The wood is all made of nanmu, the big pillars are made of Shu golden nanmu, the floor tiles are made of Linqing bricks, and one tael of gold is used for each brick. How many pieces do you need to replace? I think this silver
You can’t squeeze out anywhere.”
After listening to Yuan Shaopei's words, everyone felt bitter in their mouths. They didn't know why His Majesty suddenly wanted to repair the palace. Even the middle palace, which had been vacant for many years after the death of Queen Pei, had to be repaired.
Does His Majesty want Concubine Zhang to be the middle palace?
This is all a matter of the future. The most troublesome thing right now is money.
"Military affairs cost the most, so save from military affairs."
"I don't think it's better to charge more money for the tea table."
"We can't collect it, but we will crack down hard on illegal salt. Maybe we can make up for this amount of money."
Dong Tongying rarely dozed off, but looked at the position of King Jin with bright eyes.
While the argument was going on, King Jin finally came back. He put on the crane cloak again, still dressed as when he got off the sedan chair. Huang Ting stood behind him and personally served him a cup of hot tea.
King Jin was sitting on the first seat, his face looming in the heat, making it difficult to see his expression clearly. He was holding a tea cup but did not drink it: "While I am away, do you have any regulations?"
Dong Tongying waved her hand: "Your Majesty, I'll tell you the truth, the Third Division is in huge deficit. Every year they tear down the east wall to make up for the west. Where can I find the money to repair the palace?"
King Jin nodded, his eyes still glazed over in the heat, ruthless and clueless: "We have to find a way. You all tell us your thoughts, and I will listen."
Yuan Shaopei was the first to speak: "My idea is not to cultivate."
Xu Laiyu nodded quickly: "I don't think I can fix it well either."
Ge Renmei said: "This is all useless. Your Majesty wants to repair it. How can I not let Your Majesty do it?"
Everyone started talking to each other one by one. After the chaotic words, everyone's eyes turned to King Jin again.
"Then let Your Majesty change your mind," King Jin put the hot tea in his hand on the table. "After the court tomorrow morning, you can go to the Wende Hall in person with your abacus and account book to calculate the accounts for Your Majesty."
When everyone heard that King Jin wanted me to change my mind, they immediately stopped talking. At the same time, they felt that King Jin was right and they should ask Your Majesty not to practice.
It seems that these words have come out from other people's mouths, but when they are said, they are not like this. When they come out of the mouth of King Jin, they become golden words.
Dong Tongying had become a mature man. He looked at the King of Jin and then at the deputy envoys behind him, feeling very comfortable.
The King of Jin is very good, and he can hardly find fault with him. If he were to establish a heir apparent, he thinks it must be the King of Jin.
But the King of Jin also had a disadvantage - he was not married and had no heirs.
The King of Jin in the Daxiangguo Temple had no heirs, and Yin Xiao and Li Jun who were wandering around Kyoto also had no heirs.
Li Jun had a banquet in a restaurant for dinner. The people in the imperial army were all good drinkers, so he got drunk again and lay heavily on Yin Xiao's back, not thinking that he was drunk.
Although he felt that he was not drunk, in order to save a few steps, he still boldly let Yin Xiao carry him on his back.
Yinxiao lifted Li Jun, who was drunk and had no bones, and held an oil paper bag in one hand. Inside the paper bag was a beggar's chicken.
He brought this to Song Huiyue. Song Huiyue never ate much, even less when the weather was hot, but she was willing to try new things when she encountered them. When Mrs. Song was around, she always got countless
He wanted to give Song Huiyue a taste of the food. Today he ate the beggar's chicken which had a unique taste, so he also bought one for her to try.