The emperor wept and said to his left and right: "I am alone in the world."
The emperor made Liu Ju the Marquis of Ban County, and made his eldest son An the prefect of Donghai, and his second son Yong the high secret order.
And went to mourn in person. The little fat man was undoubtedly in pain. He was depressed for several days in a row. The Song family served him personally, but the most unexpected thing was He Xiu's sadness. The two of them had fought since childhood until they were old.
Everyone didn't know why He Xiu was so sad about Liu Ju's death. He Xiu fell ill a few days later.
The little fat man was frightened, so he sent out all the imperial doctors in the palace and gave He Xiu several months of leave. Fortunately, compared to the old Taiwei, He Xiu's body was considered healthy. After recuperation,
, and fully recovered.
At this time, Xing Ziang returned to Luoyang.
The little fat man personally met him in Houde Hall.
Xing Ziang had previously gone to Xuzhou to take full responsibility for the affairs of the Mi family. This also showed that the little fat man had great trust in him.
The emperor was sitting on his knees in the main hall, holding a volume of books and reading slowly. He raised his head and saw Xing Ziang walking in, and forced a smile.
He smiled and said: "Zi Ang is back!"
When Xing Ziang saw the emperor like this, he felt extremely painful and said quickly: "I pay homage to your majesty!" and "I hope your majesty will show you your condolences... Put the dragon body as the most important thing and the people of the world as the most important thing!"
The little fat man sighed helplessly and said: "I know, just get up quickly. How about it? Is this business going well?"
"Your Majesty, there is no obstacle. I raided the Mi family, recorded the cultivated land and mansions, and together with the governor Ba Zhi, distributed the cultivated land to the people and returned the property to the original owner. Ba Zhi dismantled the materials and used them for disaster relief.
The rest of the money, food, ironware, etc. were all brought over by me. I don’t know how much of it was sold to the treasury and how much of it was kept as royal money?" Xing Ziang said.
"Are there any written records of all the money and other miscellaneous items?"
"Keep it, Your Majesty can check it yourself." Xing Zi'ang took out the account from his sleeve and handed it to the little fat man. The little fat man shook his head and said: "I am still relieved when Zi Ang does things, and there is no need to worry about it.
I will watch and send all these sundries to Wang Fu so that he can use them for the people's settlement!"
Xing Ziang was stunned and asked with some confusion: "Your Majesty, do you want to leave some of the imperial money? The spring hunting will be held in a few days. The imperial money now has no property, how should the spring hunting be carried out?", the little fat man
Hearing this, he got furious and stood up and said: "The affairs of the Mintun are related to the people of the world. How can I delay such an important matter because of a mere private matter? This time the Mintun will sow seeds in the spring. Find the seeds, borrow oxen, and iron."
Plow, why don’t you need money and iron tools?!”
"Just send it over! No words!"
The little fat man frowned and ordered.
Xing Ziang's face was red, and he was even more excited. With such a wise king, why should the world worry about not being cured? He bowed to the little fat man. The little fat man nodded, and said with some sadness: "Before the Taiwei became seriously ill, he and I
When we met, I asked about the future, and he said: "Xingzi Angshan is good, you can pay homage to the Duke in the future, alas, after you go out, you should go to the Taiwei mourning hall in person!"
Xing Ziang nodded again.
"Zi'ang, please don't let down the expectations of Mr. Liu and me!"
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The little fat man was sitting on his knees in the Hall of Houde, with several knights in splendid robes standing beside him.
"In other words, Yang Qing has already searched and listed the crimes?" The little fat man asked with some surprise as he read the memorial written by Yang Qiu in his hand. The messengers in embroidered clothes around him nodded hurriedly, Said: "But it is true that these rich and powerful people have a lot of evil, but they are good at concealing it, so they are not aware of it by the court. However, Yang Shijun rushed there personally to investigate in secret, but he learned all kinds of evil things!"
The little fat man has long sent Yang Qiu to various places to collect the details of the assets of small tycoons and merchants in various places. As expected, there are so many tycoons similar to the Mi family in the world? Even if there is no wealth like the Mi family, they can add all of them. How can it be compared to what the Mi family can do? This is why he directly asked Xing Ziang to send all the luggage to Wang Fu.
It is probably impossible for Yang Qiu to collect all these powerful accusations so early. The little fat man also knew in his heart that Yang Qiu must have resorted to framing again. The little fat man said with some displeasure: "I It’s not Jie and Zhou. If Yang Qiu tries to frame him, I won’t spare him! You will take this message to Yang Qiu and reply to me!”
These people all nodded and said yes.
Yang Qiu is currently in Yanzhou, where the local tycoons are the most prosperous. In Yuzhou, Yanzhou, Xuzhou and other places, these tycoons actually have their own earthen castles where they gather food and baggage. The more Yang Qiu looks at it, the more surprised he is. I wanted to frame him, but now I realize that it doesn't seem necessary.
The powerful men wore splendid clothes, owned thousands of slaves, drove cars, built large pavilions and castles, owned hundreds of hectares of farmland, and secretly hid iron and food. Any one of these crimes was enough to kill them several times!
If it had been the time of Emperor Xiaowen and Xiaowu, these powerful men would have been killed by the Lian clan without leaving any survivors.
When the envoys in embroidered clothes came to look for Yang Qiu and informed Yang Qiu of the emperor's oral instructions, Yang Qiu laughed loudly. It seemed that the emperor did not believe that the powerful people in the world would be so reckless, and thought he was buying dirt. As for the frame-up, Yang Qiu had no choice but to write another memorial, directly stating that relying on more soldiers from counties and counties alone would not be able to subdue such evil tyrants. I hope your majesty can send the Southern Army to help!
When the edict reached the emperor, the little fat man was furious and immediately summoned Wang Fu, Yang Ci, He Xiu, Qiao Xuan, Yuan Wei, Xun Jian, Zhang Jian and Cao Ding to come to the palace to discuss privately. He was close to the emperor and was not surprised when the emperor came to him. However, Yang Ci and Qiao Xuan were a little confused. The emperor usually did not value them very much. How could he recruit them into the palace today?
Compared to them, Yuan Wei, Xun Jian, Zhang Jian, Cao Ding and others were a little frightened!
Everyone hurried to the palace and greeted each other when they saw their colleagues. Some ministers who had never been summoned privately by the emperor were extremely nervous at this moment and did not know what the emperor meant, so they were a little frightened. Everyone left under the leadership of Song Dian. After entering the Hall of Houde, they saw the little fat man with his back to them and looking up. Everyone immediately bowed down and bowed, saying: "I will pay my respects to the Emperor!"
The little fat man turned around slowly, his face as frosty as ice, and threw the memorial in his hand directly.
Faced with such disrespectful behavior, these ministers did not say anything. Wang Fu stepped forward and took the memorial. After reading it for a moment, he said: "Your Majesty, isn't this normal? Why is Your Majesty so angry?" The others also followed suit. I read it carefully, and found that this was exactly the memorial written by Yang Qiu, which showed the fault of the powerful, and in the end, it even suggested that only the military of the North and the South could punish the powerful!
Everyone's eyes widened and their breathing became rapid. Is the emperor going to take action against the powerful?
"Mr. Liu, tell me, how should this matter be?!"
The little fat man said angrily and waited for a moment, but there was no reply.