Fu Bi was having a duel with his father. Zhao Xi needed to accompany him, but he only wanted to accompany him. He was thinking about the reasons for this strange early court meeting.
You can probably figure it out.
Want to leave it alone? Whatever. If I can't control you, why do you do so many extravagant jobs? I can do any line of work on my own, or at most I can get help from the sixth family.
The reason why I am soliciting investment everywhere is not because I am short of money, but because I just want to take advantage of you.
This is not the beginning of the dynasty, when friendship was at the bottom of the war. This is a dynasty that has enjoyed peace for a hundred years. How to deal with these so-called poor families, who are actually landlords, only their own interests are feasible.
Regardless of style and conduct, the scholar-bureaucrats Zhao Xi saw only had interests at their core.
Whether it is the comments of later generations or the current reality, Zhao Xi is very clear that this group of so-called scholar-bureaucrats have no faith, no family and country, and only put the word profit in the middle.
No, in the final analysis, the wording used by the early morning is not about money!
"Your Highness... Your Highness..."
"Rich Prime Minister... I'm thinking about the morning meeting... I'll forgive you."
Zhao Xi was so lost in thought that he didn't even hear what Fu Bi asked him.
Fu Bi shouted several times before he came back to his senses.
Fu Bi understood, especially how Zhao Xi felt at this time.
The track is not a snack, nor is it a woolen carriage, nor is it some manganese steel copper ore. It is a kind of road construction that can be seen through at a glance.
His Highness's character will never give up the interests of the country and the interests of his ministers.
But the track he advocated has now been thrown aside... No one is willing to accept it.
"Xi'er, the rich prime minister believes that cheap grain hurts farmers. Now that the price of rice has reached the same level as before the drought, we are discussing whether we need to increase the mintage to adjust the price of grain."
This is paraphrased...
Fu Bi was really helpless with the officials. Listening to the officials' interpretation of his words, it seemed that he really wanted to increase the amount of coins minted.
In fact, what he meant was that he wanted His Highness to start purchasing grain as soon as possible.
But the official's own words were not misrepresented... They all played this game, and even an honest person like the official was led astray by His Highness the Crown Prince.
In front of him, he directly changed the meaning of his words.
Zhao Zhen really didn't want his son to buy any grain.
The people have food to eat, and they can buy food cheaply. It’s not their own food surplus, and the people have no food surplus. If it’s cheap, it’s cheap!
Therefore, I still paraphrase Fu Bi's words, but the meaning is completely different.
What Zhao Zhen means: Even if the coinage is increased, those who hoard food will not be ignored.
Originally, Zhao Zhen had no such intention, but today's morning meeting made him want to be willful.
It doesn't matter if he bullies himself, but it doesn't matter if he bullies Xi'er!
The track created by Xi'er was just being used by others, and he couldn't say no... who allowed himself to be the emperor?
"Oh... Prime Minister, there is no need to increase the coinage. In fact, there is an abundance of coins circulating in the market, and there are also merchants in the East Palace and related industries, so there is a lot of spare money."
"It's just that the stalls are a bit big and the staff is stretched thin. Can the imperial court allocate another box of forbidden soldiers for the use of the transferred residents of the East Palace?"
Not only Zhao Zhen, but also Fu Bi was confused by what he said.
Is this what it is? The East Palace wants to take over the idle people raised by the imperial court and raise them?
Fu Bi agreed to this matter, but at this stall, His Highness the Crown Prince made such a request, which made Fu Bi a little unsure.
"Fu Xiang, the price of rice is not just the price of rice. Whether it is normal or not reflects the operation of the entire country and dynasty's commerce."
"It is neither too cheap nor too expensive. The East Palace will make adjustments according to merchant methods so that the business between the country and the dynasty can be in a normal state."
Zhao Xi's words made Fu Bi ashamed to speak for the ministers in the court.
What is His Highness the Prince doing, and what are those people doing?
The emperor and the scholar-bureaucrats share the world, but now it is the royal family's efforts and the scholar-bureaucrats who are causing trouble!
As for Zhao Zhen, he is even more confused.
Fu Bi was maintaining, or in other words coordinating, coordinating the ministers and the royal family, which was also the responsibility of the princes.
With His Highness's words, I felt relieved and left a little ashamed.
"Xi'er, as an emperor, you can veto the matter of track laying."
Zhao Zhen really didn't mind rejecting this court meeting.
Originally there was no track, and the Kingdom of China also came here. Now that we have this transportation lifeline, it doesn't matter if there are others.
Whatever the transfer, whatever the weight, just leave it alone! Whatever it turns out to be, what's the big deal? You can't do this if you leave the royal family and your own son aside!
"Dad, there is no need for this. The more tracks are laid, the better. It will be of no harm to the country. If you have such enthusiasm, you should be encouraged."
"Ke Xi'er, the win-win situation you mentioned..."
"Dad, track laying is not that simple. From route exploration and selection, foundation treatment, to sleeper track docking and spacing settings, as well as horse selection, etc."
"The most important thing is that the operation and management after the track is laid is not something that can be done casually."
"My son has written nearly 100,000 words of regulations for the operation and management of the track. It is not that easy. Dad, please rest assured that they will come back and return to the road controlled by the imperial court."
"Haier's request for more than 20,000 transferred civilian soldiers is to lay the foundation for future track laying and to train personnel in advance. When they make mistakes and learn lessons, these newly trained soldiers can take over directly..."
Every time Zhao Xi makes a plan, he will talk to his father to make him feel more at ease. It's the same this time, the technology is in his own hands, and he really doesn't have to worry about them leaving him alone.
As for what they think...if you have strength, do you still need to care about what others think?
It's no longer a few years ago, and Zhao Xi has relatively less worries now.
In fact, some people have thought about the issue of orbital technology, but they have only thought about it.
Because of this thought, at this time, Li Jie's house in the Ordnance Prison was packed with guests.
When did Li Nan Gong receive such treatment? Not to mention his colleagues, even in the same year, he had very little contact with him.
Today, I have never felt so happy today. No one cares about their changing positions, and all their words are compliments...
Although no one said it clearly, he also knew that his son brought it because of today's court meeting.
When it comes to laying tracks, my son is definitely an expert in the country today, and he is the only one.
Nowadays, with this group of ministers and servants promoting him, it is not impossible for him to surpass his own rank.
The key is, with this time's leadership and help, there will be so many connections left in the court that future generations will not be able to enjoy them all.
There should be no problem. This is not to send my son to the Ministry of Industry, but to do a favor and provide guidance on track laying.
Nowadays, there is nothing to build in the East Palace. I think my son will not be too busy, so he should be able to take some time.
Therefore, Li Nanggong accepted all the gifts and made a promise for his son.
Even the meaning of blending is expressed...
The matter hadn't even started yet, no one really said it clearly, and it just passed by haha.