Jiang Huaizhou drove his horse to gallop in the rain at night, and the horse's hooves stepped on the rain, heading north from Huainan.
After two hours, he returned to his own mansion in the capital at 4:30 in the morning. He carefully placed the cloak and stocking boots worn by Wen Jin in his wardrobe. He protected these items of clothing with a raincoat along the way.
She didn't let the rain wet her clothes, hoping that the residual warmth left on her clothes would dissipate more slowly, even more slowly.
Then Jiang Huaizhou did not stop and went straight out of the palace to the Regent's Palace at No. 2 Huangmen Street in the capital.
No. 1 Huangmen Street is the emperor's residence and palace.
No. 3 Huangmen Street is the residence of Prime Minister Xue.
The three families are not far apart and have been neighbors for decades.
Jiang Huaizhou dismounted from his horse and took off his raincoat and threw it to the gatekeeper. Seeing that it was still early, he asked, "Prince Wen, have you gotten up?"
The boy hugged the coir raincoat and trotted over to help the Minister of Dali Temple tie the BMW to the horse post. He said to Jiang Qing who had already stepped onto the threshold: "Get up. Your Majesty is doing morning exercises in the garden and waving his whip. Your Majesty told me, if
When I come back, I can go directly to meet him."
Jiang Huaizhou walked to the garden, clasped his hands and saluted Wen Guang, who had just finished his morning exercise and was teasing the thrush in the cage, "Father."
Yes, he has been a disciple of Wen Guang since he was a child. Because of his outstanding performance in both civil and military studies, he was recognized by Wen Guang as his adopted son, and he and Jin'er are adopted brothers and sisters.
Wen Guang turned around and helped his beloved son up with his own hands. He had never married a wife in his life and was lonely. He found a certain degree of satisfaction after having a son and a daughter. The women in the Hanshan Nunnery were in chaos and eventually abandoned him and owed him a marriage contract.
The woman will be back soon. She will seize the country by herself, kill that bastard Fu Jingcheng, and then marry her. "Younger Zhou, get up. My father is waiting for you. Do you want to kill all the unruly people?"
Jiang Huaizhou stood up, tied his hands at his side, investigated the refugees, reported the results in detail, and then said: "Reporting to my adoptive father, the refugees were not killed."
"Zhou'er is an inappropriate word. He is a troublemaker, not a refugee." Wen Guang corrected.
Jiang Huaizhou pursed his lips and smiled, quite shyly, but did not speak. He visited for a day and believed that the people were suffering and refugees were more suitable. However, his loyalty to his adoptive father prevented him from disobeying his adoptive father's wishes.
"My adoptive father always feels at ease when you do things. Why can't you do things properly this time? We know that these refugee bandits will cause great harm to merchants and wealthy people if they survive for one more day! Most of the money in my king's treasury comes from
Merchants, merchants!" Wen Guang frowned, "And those shameless untouchables with their backs to the sky, stealing things, robbing, and causing chaos to the world, what are they doing with their lives! Every untouchable who dies will lose one."
"To inform my adoptive father, during this trip to Huainan, my son is not the only one who went to inspect the people's sentiments."
"Who else cares about people's livelihood as much as I do, working from dawn to dusk?"
"Yes... Your Majesty."
"It turns out it's him. Huh!" Wen Guang had a look of displeasure on his face when he heard this. He whistled at the thrush in the cage again, teased him, and then said: "It must have been that little boy who stopped him. You didn't."
Can he trap and kill the unruly people? He is not yet weaned, does he know how to govern?"
"It was your Majesty who stopped me." Jiang Huaizhou nodded, "My son and your Majesty, who were traveling lightly and undressed, met at the Laifu Inn in Nanguo Town, Huainan. Your Majesty said that you would personally handle the refugee issue. He also ordered his son to come back and give his father a reply."
"What message does he want you to bring to me?" Wen Guang picked up the thrush bird cage and planned to walk around in the garden, breathing in the fresh air in the morning. Go to bed early and get up early to be healthy. He picked up the bird cage and walked around for a while.
He was enjoying his leisure time, but it was those untouchables who were snatching food and drink everywhere that made him very annoyed and troubled.
"Your Majesty said: Let you carry the birdcage around and recuperate. When your nephew is old, he can stand on his own. You don't have to worry about the affairs of my court anymore. If you have any objections, you can always talk to him in person.
Let’s discuss.” Jiang Huaizhou brought the original words and looked at the birdcage in King Wen’s hand.
"Old man? Why am I an old man in my thirties? He calls me an old man?"
After hearing this, Wen Guang was extremely angry.
He looked at the bird cage in his hand and realized that he was indeed right. He really liked carrying the bird cage for a walk in the morning, so he angrily hung the thrush bird cage back on the iron hook under the corridor.
Jiang Huaizhou frowned, "My son seems to be jealous in your tone. It seems that I have a grudge against you for taking your wife."
Wen Guang was puzzled, "You said you killed your father because you only hated me, but you didn't believe me. To seize your wife? That Duanmu Fu who is not as good as my Jin'er? That's really not true. What I want is his mother."
"..." Jiang Huaizhou thought that his son was presumptuous and had no intention of prying into his adoptive father's privacy. The adoptive father really did not treat his son as an outsider.
"Your Majesty only gained the support of a few young people like him, and pretended to accept a fool named Xue Ning. With the help of Xue Ning's father and grandfather, he became arrogant! Who is around him, who is still urinating on the kang?
The young Shen Zishu? The Liu Yingfu who is constantly admonishing Jin'er all day long and kowtows his head without losing his fetal hair? The Xue Xiang who hates my little darling Jin'er who doesn't recognize me? I don't take any of them seriously."
Jiang Huaizhou remained silent and listened quietly to his adoptive father's rather arrogant words. He asked for a long time: "What should I do if my adoptive father wants to do this? His son also thought that it was inappropriate to kill 20,000 people. After all, it was 20,000 lives. Every day
In every household, there are old people and children, from the old to the octogenarians and the young to the infants..."
"Don't ask for the benevolence of women!" Wen Guang snorted, took out his abacus, and sat on the stone bench in the garden to calculate the abacus while settling accounts for Jiang Huaizhou. "Last spring, winter, and summer were all droughts.
There is very little food produced. More than a dozen villages around Nanguo Town are far from water sources, and there is no harvest. How many unruly people did you just talk about? How many people are there?"
"Twenty thousand."
"Good son, let me do some calculations for you as a father." Wen Guang continued to calculate: "Twenty thousand people have 20,000 mouths. One person eats one kilogram of grain a day, which is 20,000 kilograms of grain in one month.
That’s 600,000 jins of grain. It has just started to rain in the autumn, and it will take at least another half a year for the rice crop to grow. In half a year, they need 3.6 million jins of grain. The national grain depot is also running out of money! According to ten cents
One pound of grain, or three and a half million pounds of grain, is equivalent to 36,000 taels of silver. This does not include clothes and medicinal materials. If we count, one hundred thousand taels of silver will not get a response, just like feeding a dog!
If 100,000 taels are used for merchant investment, money can make money and profits can be compounded. Killing a few poor and evil people, protecting the interests of the majority, allowing the country to operate normally, and creating a peaceful and prosperous era is what our senior leaders should do
What a decision!”
"But without the common people, no one will buy anything. How can merchants make money?"
"Who said that! You can't finish killing those poor ghosts. You have killed 20,000 unruly people, and there are still tens of millions of unruly people left. These poor devils, when they come back from the fields, they just give birth to more children than pigs! How can you worry?
People’s expenses?”
"Father calculated carefully." Jiang Huaizhou tightened his hands, "My son knows."