Qu Sinian laughed casually and said: "That's easy, just ask him! The literary style in Jiangnan is at its peak, and besides, he once came here with the Crown Prince. As long as there is a rumor that he wants to hold a literary meeting, there will be a response."
Yan Shiyue said: "That would be too deliberate."
"Then what do you want?"
Yan Shiyue said: "Killing corrupt officials is a good thing, but killing too many people at once, coupled with the confiscation of homes, will make people fearful. Moreover, these officials are not trying to exploit the villagers, they are just corrupt, and the common people will not feel it."
Because of their "badness", they will not feel happy after death, so they will be afraid of the emperor. Therefore, what is needed now is to take advantage of the good time of the New Year to let the emperor "have fun with the people".
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She looked at him with a "do you understand?" look.
Qu Sinian was speechless for a long time.
This was originally something he was good at! But he was so busy these days that he actually ignored this.
Master Qu then cupped his hands and said, "I understand, I understand."
He handed over the matter at hand to Zhou Jianwei, and then went to talk to the newly appointed governor of Hangzhou.
Yan Shiyue walked around looking at the child with her hands behind her back.
In fact, she had a secret weapon, which she thought of when she first wrote "Seeking the Way" and secretly arranged it. However, I don't know if these people can come up with it before the Chinese New Year.
If it can be worked out, it will definitely make people's eyes brighter and things will be more complete.
One day later, the newly appointed Governor Wang came to the palace to meet him and talked with Emperor Ming Yan for a while. After that, news came out in Hangzhou that during the Lantern Festival, Emperor Ming Yan would receive the people of Jiangnan at Wufeng Pavilion.
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As soon as the news came out, people were in an uproar.
In the past, this was the exclusive preserve of literati, but now that the Ministry of Commerce is here, it is not good to meet literati alone, so we simply changed it to meeting ordinary people, which is more lively.
Afterwards, Emperor Ming Yan asked her: "Is this Qu Sinian's idea or Yue'er's idea?"
"Of course it's me!" Yan Shiyue said with a playful smile: "In this year, I have been bossing around, and I don't even have time to drink water. How can I have time to think about this."
Emperor Ming Yan smiled and said: "Yes, in the future, I will be more at ease by thinking about problems from the Prime Minister's point of view."
As he spoke, he looked sideways at her. She was lying on the Kang table without a formal posture. Emperor Ming Yan touched her head: "Assist the prince well. If he has something he can't think of, you should remind him more."
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Yan Shiyue waved her hand to let everyone go down, and asked in a low voice: "Aye, why did you suddenly think of wanting a Zen position?"
Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty sighed in a low voice after a long time: "The son is big and the father is strong, which is the source of trouble."
Yan Shiyue straightened up immediately: "Brother, you can't do that!"
He patted her head gently: "Silly girl, he doesn't know it. Others may not think so. Moreover, as Jie'er grows up, he will inevitably have to think about future generations. Many times, the current situation pushes people to move forward, and they can't help it...
I don’t want to see this happen. Moreover, the prince has also grown up now and has his own unique insights on many things.”
He was silent for a long time: "I have sat in this position for more than twenty years, which is enough. I am afraid that I will become old and dim in the future and do something wrong. Moreover, I also want to know, between my prince and my Yue
Son, how high can you push Dayan?"
He glanced at her: "That's why I ask you to help me wholeheartedly."
Yan Shiyue muttered in a low voice: "But Aye, I...it's not that I don't like brother, I quite like brother, but if you ask me to treat brother like Aye, I might not be able to do it."
Emperor Ming Yan looked at her with unclear meaning, and after a while he said: "There is no need to hold anything back, just do your best."
Okay! Yan Shiyue hummed and lay on the table thinking.
There is no emperor who does not love power until the end. It is not surprising that he can understand these things and understand them. What is rare is that after he understands them, he can let them go decisively.
Emperor Ming Yan was truly terrifyingly calm when it came to major matters. There were so many emperors throughout the ages, but only one could do this.
How difficult and precious!
Yan Shiyue held his hand tightly: "Aye, you must be the most wise emperor in the past five thousand years!"
Emperor Ming Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Up and down... five thousand years?"
Yan Shiyue: "..."
She quickly let go of her hand: "I have something else to do and I'm leaving first." She ran away quickly.
Emperor Ming Yan pondered: "Five thousand years?" He lowered his eyes and began to calculate.
She felt that Emperor Ming Yan still had many unfinished words, but Huo Qijing thought it through very clearly: "When I raise a son to be a hundred years old, I will worry about ninety-nine. I am worried that the strange things you know will always be exhausted."
At that time, your temper will inevitably be criticized by others, so I want you to be more 'useful'."
Yan Shiyue asked: "He is worried that brother will not protect me like he protects me, right?"
Huo Qijing hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Yan Shiyue suddenly fell silent.
Although she felt that the prince was very kind to her, it seemed that she had not realized the meaning of the Zen position until this moment. The person on the throne was a father and a brother. Is it really such a big difference?
Just before Xiao Nian'er arrived, Yan Shiyue's secret weapon was finally delivered.
Yan Shiyue held it in until night before taking it to see Emperor Ming Yan.
She makes kerosene lamps. With the current level of glass shops, making lampshades is very easy. The key is to produce kerosene. Fortunately, she made it before the Chinese New Year.
Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty was playing chess with Huo Qijing. He heard people outside greeting him in the distance, and then the servant opened the door. Yan Shiyue stood outside the door in the thin snow. The lamp in her hand was like a moonlight, bright.
Translucent, the reflected figures are graceful.
A trace of tenderness overflowed from Huo Qijing's eyes.
Yan Shiyue stood for a while with a smile, and turned around in circles to make sure they could see clearly, and then came in with a light.
Emperor Ming Yan said: "Is this the lamp you are talking about?"
Yan Shiyue nodded.
Compared with candles, kerosene lamps are of course inferior to cannons! They cannot be said to be as bright as daylight, but at least they make a place very bright, so it is no problem to read and write.
Emperor Ming Yan looked at it carefully and said, "Not bad."
Yan Shiyue acted dissatisfied and said, "You say everything is good, but you never say it's very good! And even though you call Xu Wenqu, you call her Aiqing, why don't I even have a Qing?"
Emperor Ming Yan glanced at her, then smiled and said, "Yan Aiqing, this thing is wonderful, I am very happy with it."
Then he waved his hand: "Okay, Aiqing, please step aside. I am going to play chess with Ah Jing."
Yan Shiyue: "..."
To be honest, Emperor Ming Yan has really high emotional intelligence. He is the kind of person who can pick up any jokes and pick them up very well.
She giggled, sat down behind Huo Qijing, and asked, "Who won?"
Huo Qijing said: "Yeah."
Emperor Ming Yan smiled and said: "Ah Jing is really getting better at chess every day. He is not very good at chess, but he is proficient in the art of war. Therefore, once he becomes familiar with chess, I will soon be unable to play him."
He looked at Yan Shiyue with a smile and said, "How about Yue'er takes another step for me?"
Yan Shiyue immediately waved her hand: "No, you are a true gentleman watching chess without stretching out your hands! I'll show you the lamp to my mother-in-law!"
She didn't want to leave. The last time he and Xu Wen were together, she casually took a step towards Emperor Ming Yan, so forget it. This time... what if she went towards Huo Qijing?
She patted her butt and left.
Emperor Ming Yan looked at Huo Qijing and snorted. (To be continued)