After hearing this, the emperor raised his eyes and looked at the King of Yizhou who had a silly smile on his face. He didn't feel that he was old or thin. Instead, he looked rosy and looked much better than him.
But he still nodded.
The Queen Mother sighed, "This child's fiefdom has been cut in half, and his life is miserable. You are his brother, and you don't say you feel sorry for him."
The emperor's eyebrows jumped. When did he cut off half of it? It was obviously only a third, not even a third.
The emperor's face also showed distress, and he said to the Queen Mother: "Wait a moment, Queen Mother, the Jianwei Weir incident has just passed not long ago, and taxes have just been re-collected this year. I heard that the resettlement of the victims in Yizhou was not very good, and the ministers
I am very complaining, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover at this time, let’s wait another two years.”
The emperor looked at the king of Yizhou and said: "Fifth brother, when the victims of the disaster in Yizhou are resettled, and the court will almost forget about this matter in two years, I will re-allocate the fief to you, or if you like it, I can change it to another place.
OK."
Before the King of Yizhou could say anything, the Queen Mother quickly said: "Where can he change after he has finally got used to living in Yizhou? I would like to say that you can just give him a few counties and states near Yizhou, so as not to have to move back and forth."
Still acclimatized.”
The emperor smiled and nodded in agreement.
Seeing that he agreed, the Queen Mother looked better and asked: "By the way, it has been more than four years since the flood, why haven't the refugees been resettled yet? What do the governors and magistrates of Yizhou do for food?"
The emperor smiled and said: "The magistrate of Huayang County is the son of Tang Minghui. I have read his records. In the first two years, he wrote a letter saying that it was difficult to serve as an official in Huayang County. He said that when he took office, the people left behind by the previous disaster victims
All the fields have disappeared, and I don’t know how to resettle the victims, so I apologize.”
The Queen Mother was silent for a moment. She glanced at her youngest son and saw that he had his head lowered, so she turned to the emperor and said, "Isn't Tang Minghui's son only a crown prince?"
"That's not true, it's twenty-five or six, right?"
"That's too small. Young people are not reliable in their work. They will complain to you about the smallest things. There are so many difficult things in the world, why should the emperor have to worry about them alone? Then what do you want their ministers to do?"
The emperor smiled and nodded, "That's what the Queen Mother said."
The Queen Mother did not want to continue on this topic. She was afraid that the more she talked, the more she talked, so she simply turned to the topic of safety. She pointed at a young man and said: "Before you came, Xin'an wrote a poem. I read it very well."
, you also come and have a taste."
He turned around and saw the prince and others, and said with a smile: "Princes, come and try to compose a song too."
The prince doesn't like to write poems, but the royal grandmother said so, how can he still refuse?
He glanced at his younger brothers.
Li Li, the third child, immediately came up and said happily: "Grandma Huang, what question did you ask Prince Xin'an?"
"What do you call Prince Xin'an? You call me eldest cousin," the Queen Mother said angrily. "You are brothers. Don't be so polite to me."
"Yes, yes, the imperial grandmother is right. What question did you ask your eldest cousin?"
The emperor's face looked better, and he sat down on his seat. He simply called the King of Yizhou to the next room to talk, and let the children go to the Queen Mother's place to play.
Among his sons, from the seventh prince who had just learned to walk and talk to the sixth prince who had just started school, from the prince to the fifth prince, only the third one was good at writing poems.
Sometimes the emperor himself was very puzzled. How come the sons he gave birth to didn't look like him?
When the queen pulled Princess Yizhou into the door with a smile on her face, the palace was bustling with excitement. Li Li wrote a good poem, which made the queen mother laugh. Brothers and cousins were all complimenting each other, and it was a good time.
If it weren't for the fact that there were several papers on the emperor's desk to impeach King Yizhou, the queen would have thought that their family was already so harmonious and warm.
Although the Queen Mother felt sorry for King Yizhou and missed him very much, she wished she could keep him by her side all the time. However, King Yizhou was older and still a vassal king. At night, he still left the palace.
The Queen Mother regretfully asked King Yizhou to take his wife and children out, but left Princess Yunfeng in the palace.
"Anyway, you are going to the palace tomorrow, so just leave her here and let her talk to me, an old woman."
Princess Yunfeng held the Queen Mother's arm and said with a smile: "I also like the Imperial Grandmother and want to stay and take care of the Imperial Grandmother."
Princess Yizhou said angrily: "You, it's okay if you don't cause trouble for your royal grandmother, but you still take care of her?"
"Who said that, I would be very happy as long as she is here," the Queen Mother said with a smile: "It is up to the palace servants to serve tea and water. Do we still lack servants in the palace?"
The Queen lowered her head. Three years ago, because the floods in Yizhou continued to be serious, the Queen and the Emperor decided to release a group of palace residents after discussion. At that time, the Queen Mother was a little unhappy. She did not expect that this matter would still be mentioned after three years.
Guozixue was well-informed, so Bai Shan came back within two days and told Man Bao, "The emperor has ordered other princes to come to the capital. August is approaching, and they should arrive before the Mid-Autumn Festival. The capital will be very lively by then."
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He said: "I heard that the Yizhou Palace was very lively yesterday. Many relatives and friends came to reminisce about the past. Someone spread the word that the Princess of Yizhou chose the first day of August to entertain relatives and friends. You want to sell flowers.
How about I ask Liu Gui to help you find out?"
Man Bao shook his head, "No, my fifth brother is now doing shopping for restaurants and has met quite a few people. I'll ask him to inquire."
Bai Shan looked at the flowers outside and asked, "You want to sell so many flowers to the Yizhou Prince's Palace?"
"That's not the case. How much does it cost to hold a banquet for their family after selling so much? You can't just gather the wool in one moment. You have to wait and wait for it to grow again."
Bai Shan: "...You never thought about changing to another sheep?"
"Let's wait until the other princes and princes enter the capital. Then I will sell them to them if I don't like them." Man Bao snorted: "In this family, if there is such a bad person like the King of Yizhou, the others
There must be some bad ones among them.”
Although Bai Shan felt that she was too arbitrary, that was not what he was talking about at the moment. What he was curious about was, "What's wrong with these flowers of yours? I think they look pretty good, why do you choose to sell them to people you don't like?"
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Man Bao coughed lightly, rolled his eyes, and told him in a low voice, "There is only one problem with my flower, and that is, I don't know what it will look like in one, two, or three years."
Why are people willing to buy rare flowers at high prices?
Because after buying a pot, as long as he doesn't let it die and become disabled, he can have such a rare flower in a few years, and even one pot can become two pots, and two pots can become four pots...
Or cultivate and mutate into other flowers.
Her flower is genetically unstable and can guarantee it now but not in the future, so it is better to sell it to people who don’t like it, especially those who have done bad things.