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Chapter 1215: The Most Beautiful Man in the World's Road to Power (46)

Without Taifu, who else can stop Huan Lin?

"Taifu, Taifu, I will call a medical officer for you!"

Song Daobo came in, checked Gu Mo's pulse, sighed and went out.

This sigh made the little emperor feel anxious.

Gu Mo had already started talking about business, "For the present plan, His Majesty immediately issued an order to provide pensions to the soldiers who died in the Northern Expedition, and to grant honorary titles to meritorious ministers, and to be exempted from corvee taxes for ten years..."

After talking about those who died in battle, Gu Mo then talked about those who were alive, who were also rewarded, and offered condolences and condolences to the families of the soldiers.

Anyway, the purpose is to make the world feel that the court attaches great importance to the people.

At the same time, it also let the soldiers know that they were members of the imperial court, not Huan Lin's private soldiers.

They agreed with the imperial court and knew that Huan Lin besieged Kangcheng for rebellion. What would the soldiers think?

Now that she asked the little emperor to issue a decree to support the three armies, it was equivalent to telling everyone that Huan Lin actually built Kangcheng to stand up for the three armies, which was a step down for Huan Lin.

If Huan Lin still wanted a posthumous name, she would have some scruples.

However, the little emperor fell silent after listening to Gu Mo's words.

Gu Mo raised his eyes and asked: "One general has accomplished so much, and their sacrifices should not be forgotten. If Your Majesty feels that they do not deserve this, then I have never said anything."

"The officers and soldiers of the three armies have worked hard and made great contributions. The imperial court's condolences and compensation are what they deserve, but as for the treasury..."

Even though Gujiapu seems to be a separate country, the land owned by Gu Mo was approved by the Jing Dynasty official. The initial land was also taken from the official, so it also had to pay taxes.

Moreover, in order to reform the tax system and control land annexation, Gu Jiabao first set an example and took the lead in responding to the imperial court. He was praised by everyone in the world. How could the aristocratic families turn a blind eye, and in the end they had to accept the new tax law and the new land law.

Therefore, with Gu Mo's efforts, the national treasury has improved a lot in the past ten years.

But now with this move, the treasury will be empty again.

The little emperor looked at Gu Mo and blinked.

Gu Mo slapped him on the forehead and pushed him away.

"Your Majesty, I have enough wealth to use it, but I have to leave some for buying medicine in the future, right? You can go find those aristocratic families."

Little Emperor, "Where are they willing to pay?"

How could he not know the virtues of those aristocratic families?

It’s good if you don’t try to make money from the treasury.

"Then it depends on your Majesty. I am still sick and can't get out of bed. Your Majesty is a man who wants to be a wise king. You won't ask me to drag my sick body to work hard, right?"

Then he said: "Your Majesty, just tell them that you want to protect the family, but you are not willing to pay even a little bit of money. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Gu Mo's half-smiling expression seemed to be saying to the little emperor: You said that you want to secure the throne, but you don't want to do anything to offend the family. What the hell do you think?

The little emperor was angry.

"I, I'll just go."

In the past, I watched Gu Mo fight with the noble family, and watched Gu Mo being assassinated by the noble family out of hatred.

Now it was his turn to come forward to embarrass the aristocratic family. Thinking of the aristocratic family's methods of assassinating people, the little emperor felt a chill on his neck. He didn't know if he was as lucky as the Taifu.

Sure enough, the little emperor summoned the courtiers and explained his intention. All the courtiers huddled their heads in their collars, either crying about poverty or doing Tai Chi. No one wanted to bleed.

The little emperor was so angry that if the master were in the court at this moment, he would scold these people to death.

He finally realized that he really had no authority at all in this court.

And in the past ten years, whenever he dared to confront the courtiers, how could these courtiers dare to pretend to be stupid in front of him now?

Although being too strong may lead to a shorter life, with Taifu's protection, he will definitely not die.

There must have been so many assassinations, even the master was dead.

Thinking of Gu Mo, the little emperor remembered the fight between Gu Mo and these courtiers. He immediately took a deep breath and stood up with a sneer.

"Do you think I am discussing with you? I tell you, I am ordering you!"

courtier,"……"

Maybe you, the emperor, don’t want to do it?

The little emperor said: "I just came back from the Taifu's Mansion today. The Taifu has handed over the power of Gujiapu to me. Have you seen who is standing outside the palace?"

Everyone glanced outside and shrank their necks when they saw Xie Zhao's figure.

Xie Zhao served under Huan Lin for several years, but on the eve of Huan Lin's rebellion, he returned to the Taifu Mansion, so naturally he could not be regarded as Huan Lin's person.

"I'm telling you today, you can get this money even if you don't pay it! Da Sima surrounded Jiankang City with troops. I don't know who will die first, me or Da Sima, but I know that I can't get this money.

Money, you must die first."

A group of ministers continued to roll up their sleeves and shrink their necks, not taking the emperor's threat seriously at all.

One minister even muttered something to the little emperor.

I was afraid that the little emperor wouldn't hear me, so I muttered quite loudly.

The little emperor took the knife from the guard's hand and walked down the hall, placing the knife on the minister's neck.

"I ask you, what did you just say?"

The minister was frightened by Liangliang's knife, but he didn't think the little emperor dared to kill him.

"I didn't say anything. Your Majesty heard wrongly."

"You mean I'm deaf? You're disrespectful to me and you should be killed!"

The little emperor raised his hand, a little unable to move it, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he still slashed with the knife.

His hands were trembling, and the knife was not open. No one was killed, and of course the injury was not serious, but the angry look on the little emperor's face frightened the officials.

Only then did the ministers realize that the little emperor usually did not have a strong sense of presence, but his teacher was Gu Mo!

Can the disciple taught by the crazy critic be a normal person?

If he really goes crazy, he will probably be even worse than Gu Mo.

The little emperor locked the courtiers in the palace and asked them to write letters back and ask their families to send money.

Originally, the courtiers had been wearing thick clothes, but there was a charcoal fire in the main hall, which was quite warm, so they took off their long cloaks and cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold before entering.

Now the little emperor asked people to put out the charcoal fire and open the doors and windows of the hall. In the winter, the cold wind is pouring in, so don't step on the horse.

The little emperor himself was shivering with cold, and he was in a stalemate with the courtiers, waiting for them to compromise.

The courtiers were also waiting for the little emperor to be unable to bear the compromise first.

Time passed like this from morning to night, and the little emperor almost turned into a popsicle. He still cared about the majesty of his emperor and sat upright, motionless.

At midnight, some courtiers began to lose their temper.

If you keep going like this, you will really freeze to death!

But no one dares to be a softie who compromises with the emperor.

Until Gu Mofengchen came over, he exchanged greetings and said: "Your Majesty is too immodest. He can't speak like the minister. This move is obviously for the good of the civil and military officials of the court, but it has caused everyone to misunderstand..."

Courtiers, "..."

You still can't speak?

Bah! Shameless!

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