The stolen literary spirit of nobles and students did not cause much panic. Except for the knowledge of the courtiers, mortals had no feeling.
After all, in this literary test, there will always be missteps. Failure in the test can be attributed to abnormal performance.
After a few days of expressing their opinions in a symbolic memorial, the courtiers gradually calmed down.
Yes, what does human race students have to do with them?
They are loyal ministers, and their loyalty should be placed in a place that is absolutely beneficial to Daqian.
It is rare for Xu Mochen to have free time. As a faint king, private visits incognito are a must.
So he took his sycophantic minister Tang Derun and Mi Luo, who always wanted to kill the faint king, to visit the capital together.
Due to the arrival of a large number of students, all kinds of consumption in the capital have increased, not to mention that this price increase is Xu Mochen's order.
If the emperor wants to make a fortune, the people will definitely support it.
Students like to recite poems and write poems, so they need a place with an elegant environment.
Therefore, Baihua Tower and Zangxiang Pavilion in the capital are the most popular.
You can't get in without a reservation.
Immortal cultivators and students usually practice in deep mountains and old forests, often in seclusion.
This time, there is no pressure for them in the national imperial examination, so coming to the capital is regarded as a way to relieve their pressure.
They like to come to the Little Red House for cultural exchanges.
Xu Mochen was satisfied, and he turned around and told Tang Derun: "My dear, the last time I issued an order, the prices of all inns and hotels in Beijing were doubled. Now that I think about it, I find that there is not enough segmentation.
For example, for Internet celebrity check-in locations like Manchunlou, doubling is not enough, it needs to be tripled.
Of course, the imperial tax revenue must also be increased in a targeted manner."
Anyway, immortal cultivators have money, and if they don’t take advantage of the opportunity to make a few fortunes, they will not be worthy of their title of faint king.
Tang Derun was so impressed that he carefully wrote down: "Your Majesty is wise, I will ask someone to handle this matter immediately."
Mi Luo sneered after hearing this: "You are a foolish king! You are a sycophantic minister!"
Tang Derun saw the emperor standing there and watching, and his heart moved. He leaned over and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, talking about this kind of place, there is something unique about it.
His Majesty paid a private visit incognito to show his concern for the people. He visited all the places of three religions and nine streams. Please ask me if you want to go in and have a look."
Xu Mochen looked over sideways: "Ai Qing, am I that kind of emperor?
Everyone in the whole country knows that my harem is just a fake thing. I am diligent in government and love the people, and I don’t like wine and sex.”
Tang Derun is embarrassed. Who doesn’t know that you hate immortal cultivators? The people in your harem are either ghosts or elves, which is not true love at all.
But after the emperor said so, he could only sneer and nod.
Mi Luo spoke openly: "A place like this can only be visited once in a while.
I've been there several times and it's very boring."
Xu Mochen and Tang Derun both looked over.
"What's wrong?" Mi Luo blinked, "Is there any problem?"
Xu Mochen shook his head.
Just as he was about to leave, his consciousness suddenly moved. Xu Mochen looked over and saw something strange happened in Manchun Tower.
Literary spirit, also literary spirit, was taken away bit by bit.
Tang Derun and Mi Luo felt nothing, and both looked at a loss.
Xu Mochen hooked up his hand and drew out some literary energy: "You guys feel it carefully."
The two people scanned it with their consciousness and distinguished it carefully, and then they saw it.
It's very light, very light, mixed with the smell of rouge and wine. If ordinary cultivators don't pay attention, they won't notice it at all.
Tang Derun was surprised: "They say that drinking and sex can mislead children, but this is really true."
Mi Luo also commented: "What a good method. For a cultivator of immortality, this level of literary spirit is only a drop in the bucket. The daily mood fluctuations will dissipate more than this."
"A little adds up to a big thing," Xu Mochen looked at Manchun Tower, "One person is nothing, but the total number of students in the world..."
Quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes.
We can’t just do it here in broad daylight.
"Check it out and I won't go," Xu Mochen said, "Don't scare the snake."
Inside, there are immortal cultivators and students engaged in cultural exchanges with mortal girls, and it’s extremely chaotic.
Tang Derun accepted the order. He looked at no one around him and disappeared in the darkness.
Xu Mochen then continued to move forward, and Mi Luo followed him: "Hunjun, according to me, it is a good thing for you that someone extracts the literary spirit of immortal cultivators and students.
If the literary spirit is gone, the imperial examination results will definitely be poor. If you want to be elected as a human official, the opportunity will come."
Xu Mochen glanced at her, the little kid knew how to knit.
"Among the human students, the intellectuals are led by the gentry students," he still explained, "They have also been extracted from the literary spirit, so their grades will not be good.
What I'm worried about is that this is the first national imperial examination held in Daqian. If the participants lose their morale, the results of the examination will definitely be disastrous.
When we get to that point, the courtiers will question me about my responsibility with the words ‘poor civil administration’.”
Mi Luo was stunned, and after staying there for a long time, he stuck out his tongue and said, "You are such a foolish king, it's hard to do this.
I think it’s better to ignore the matter and open up the harem.”
Xu Mochen shook his head: "If we open a harem, they are all immortal cultivators. I can only give it a try, maybe there is a chance."
This topic was very heavy. Seeing that Mi Luo was a child, he explained a few words casually.
We turned around a street and arrived at the market.
Xu Mochen looked carefully and saw that the market had undergone many changes compared to before.
For example, pharmacies have been added, selling drugs developed by pharmaceutical factories and national hospitals.
As the Minister of Health, Zhao Lingbo has put a lot of effort into the development of medicine, and the results have been impressive.
In addition, various supplies have also been enriched.
Xu Mochen saw some farmers selling grain.
This was not possible before.
Peasants cultivate the land and harvest grain. Apart from paying it to the government and keeping it for themselves, there is basically not much surplus.
But now, since the promotion of hybrid rice, grain production has increased, and there is a lot of surplus without increasing taxes.
This is truly related to people’s livelihood in Daqian’s future.
Xu Mochen stepped forward, and the farmers gathered around him.
"Sir, are you here to collect grain?"
"Sir, look at my grain. Every grain is absolutely full. After shelling, it is guaranteed to be affordable."
"Buy it from me. If it's for a long time, the price is negotiable."
……
Xu Mochen smiled: "It seems that everyone has harvested a lot of surplus, but there may be a drop in food prices."
As soon as these words came out, several people were stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed.
One person boldly said: "Young Master asked this, we thought it was an official somewhere who was aware of the people's sentiments.
To be honest, when the imperial court first introduced hybrid rice, which cost a little money, we all hesitated for a long time.
However, the imperial court offered to repay it with food afterwards, and the crops were newly reclaimed wasteland, so we all accepted it.
Hey! Don’t tell me, my whole family was so happy when the results were finally weighed on the day of harvest."
The words resonated with each other and everyone laughed together.