Chapter 199: Are you showing off your wealth with me? (Repair)
Choosing three, Jiang Beiran put down the memorial and looked to the side: "Qi Fu, go and send Zhang Jin to me."
"According to the decree."
After Shen Qifu finished speaking, he immediately left the Jingxin Hall and went on errands.
Taking out a new memorial and opening it, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.
Jiang Beiran once thought that the emperor stayed up all night correcting memorials because government affairs were important, so he had to finish them quickly.
But when he corrected the memorials himself, he realized that these memorials were even better than those in the post forums such as [Sign in], [Lanzhou Shaobing] and [Pass by and give a thumbs up].
One of the memorials that annoyed Jiang Beiran the most was.
Zhujin of a certain place ordered: [Your Majesty, how are you?]
Zhang Zheng from somewhere: [Your Majesty, how are you? 】
City Supervisor of a certain place: [Your Majesty, how are you? 】
'I'm so sorry for you...'
And according to what Taifu Shu said, these memorials must be returned with a polite "I'm fine", otherwise they should reply with something else, or ask them not to submit such boring memorials in the future, which will easily scare those people. Officials, so that they are in a state of panic all day long and have no intention of governing.
But Jiang Beiran doesn't care about this. He has no psychological quality and is just your official. So whenever he sees this kind of memorial, Jiang Beiran will tell them not to present such nonsense again.
And I also like to be a weather reporter.
Supervisor XX: Your Majesty, this is the weather conditions in Yongli County and other places.
It’s sunny on the first day of the lunar month, it’s rainy on the second day of the lunar month, it’s rainy on the third day of the lunar month…
Then I really wrote down the weather conditions for a month.
Jiang Beiran really doesn't understand what kind of rewards there are for this? If you have a rain disaster or a drought, just say no.
In addition to this kind of pure "water post"-like memorial that made Jiang Beiran angry, Jiang Beiran was also disgusted by the thousands of words written about the rainbow fart.
Because all the memorials must start with two sentences about the dragon's fart, such as Qianqiu Shengshou, Longevity without Borders, Longevity and Tianqi, etc. There is always a set first, and then some sentences of praise are added, and there are only a few eloquent ones. One hundred words have passed.
But I'm afraid that after reading these rainbow farts, there won't be any real content at all, and it's just a waste of time.
Usually after reading this kind of memorial, Jiang Beiran's first feeling is, 'I'll kill your horse...'
Now, although he has told officials from all over the country not to submit such memorials anymore, there are still some who are far away and have not received the news, or who think that they are not good enough in taking pictures of their dragon farts, and those who have angered the emperor are still submitting them. This kind of memorial.
For example, the article in front of Jiang Beiran is this.
[The emperor has issued a decree of grace, and the slaves are extremely grateful. It is difficult to accept it. The emperor's favor is so great that no matter how I express it, I cannot express my gratitude. I admire the kindness of Emperor He Sheng Zuren, which is higher than the sky and deeper than the earth. ,Entong Reconstruction...]
Seeing this, Jiang Beiran felt something was wrong. After reading the memorial at a glance, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Good guy..."
This memorial was actually to thank him for the memorial that forbade officials from submitting such flattery, and then he used flattery to express that he would not flatter him again in the future.
'Very good... Da Sinong, right? I'll treat you as a model next time.'
Jiang Beiran threw the memorial aside and picked up a new volume.
Half an hour later, Shen Qifu ran back to Jingxin Hall, knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, Zhang Lushu is waiting outside."
"Pass it in."
"According to the decree."
"The summons orders Zhang Jin to enter the palace!"
Following Shen Qifu's summons, a minister walked into the Jingxin Hall, knelt down and saluted, saying: "The humble minister Zhang Jin bows to your majesty, long live my emperor."
"Take off your official uniform." Jiang Beiran said without raising his head.
Zhang Jin was stunned, a little confused, and looked up at the emperor and then at his father-in-law next to him, but no one told him the reason.
"I don't know what Weichen did to make him angry..."
"Do you want me to say it a second time?" Jiang Beiran put down the memorial and looked at Zhang Jin and asked.
"Wei Chen... obey the order."
After Zhang Jin finished speaking, he stood up and began to take off his official uniform. Although he was very angry in his heart, he did not dare to show it on his face.
When Zhang Jin took off his official uniform, Jiang Beiran glanced at him and said, "Keep taking it off."
Zhang Jin was startled again, but this time he didn't dare to say anything and took off the cotton clothes underneath.
It wasn't until Zhang Jin was stripped down to just a single piece of clothing that Jiang Beiran said, "Shougui."
"I'm here," Wang Shougui, who was next to him, immediately responded.
"Go and open the palace doors, open them all."
"According to the decree."
Without any doubt, Wang Shougui immediately opened all the doors of the Jingxin Hall.
"Hu~hu~"
One after another, the cold wind blew into the house in an instant. The golden body was mortal, and he was middle-aged. How could he withstand such cold without wearing a winter coat, and he soon curled up and shivered. stand up.
"A sneeze!"
When Zhang Jin sneezed for the first time, Jiang Beiran raised his head again and said, "Are you cold?"
"Cold..." Zhang Jin replied with trembling lips.
Throwing the memorial that had just been placed beside him in front of Zhang Jin, Jiang Beiran shouted: "In the memorial you submitted, it is written that you hope to slow down the cotton wool incident in Zhangyun County. That's good, as long as you can kneel down to me like this." When I go to court tomorrow, I will grant your request!"
Zhang Jin's eyes widened suddenly, and he kowtowed: "Your Majesty, this is not what Wei Chen wants. In fact, Wei Chen can't find so much cotton wool to supply the people at the moment."
"Can't find it? If someone else can complete this task, how would you like it?"
"Wei Chen... I know I was wrong."
"I'll give you seven days. If you can't raise the cotton wool, next time it won't be as simple as kneeling here and blowing the air. Get out!"
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I will take my leave."
In Zhang Jin's memorial just now, it can be said that his words were quite sincere, and he had various difficulties in expressing himself. If the system hadn't prompted him, Jiang Beiran would have almost believed him.
'These dog officials have no ability and will cry about poverty all day long. What's the use of these wastes!'
With a sigh in his heart, Jiang Beiran looked at Wang Shougui and said, "Close the door."
"According to the decree."
When the wind gradually subsided, Jiang Beiran thought for a moment and continued to review the memorial just now.
"emperor."
Just when Jiang Beiran had just finished reviewing a memorial and put it on the table, Mu Yao came over and said a blessing to Jiang Beiran and shouted.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Beiran raised his eyes and asked.
"I... am not, slave... slave..."
"If you don't want to call yourself a slave, don't force yourself. If you have anything to say, just say it."
After spending this time together, Mu Yao's pride has been worn away a lot. In addition to refusing to call herself a slave, she can also do other things that a palace maid should do.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Mu Yao saluted Jiang Beiran and continued: "I have read a lot of books in the past few days, but the more I read, the more confused I become."
"so what?"
"When the Emperor and the Tutor study together tomorrow...can you allow me to participate?"
After glaring at Mu Yao, Jiang Beiran said with a stern face: "Did I give you too many privileges and make you get carried away?"
Seeing Jiang Beiran's face becoming gloomy as soon as he said it became gloomy, Mu Yao lowered her head in fear.
"Since you have read so many books, let me ask you, what is a Tai Tu?"
Mu Yao replied: "One of the three princes, the emperor's teacher."
"Then are you the emperor?"
"Can……"
"But what?"
Hearing Jiang Beiran raise his voice, Mu Yao was instantly frightened.
"It's nothing, I know I was wrong."
"Don't let it happen again. Just step back."
After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he was about to continue reading the memorial, but found that Mu Yao was still standing in front of him.
"What else?"
Mu Yao clenched her hands and kept thinking in her heart: "He can't beat me, he can't beat me, he can't beat me..."
Then he raised his head and looked directly at Jiang Beiran, but when he saw Jiang Beiran's somewhat impatient expression, he broke through in a second and lowered his head again.
'Really! Why! Recently I have become less and less able to talk to him on an equal footing. I must have been afraid that he would use Big Daddy to pressure me! So I really treat him as Big Daddy, right! It's all Big Daddy's fault!'
Convincing herself in her heart, Mu Yao said in a voice like a mosquito: "But...but I really want to learn. How about...why don't you, Your Majesty, come and teach me?" After noticing that Jiang Beiran's face was getting gloomier, Mu Yao said
Yao waved her hands and said, "I won't let you teach me for nothing, Your Majesty! Can I use my magic weapon to change my career?"
Hearing the word magic weapon, Jiang Beiran's thoughts moved.
To say that this magic weapon is really not that good, since the last time he got two yellow-level magic weapons from the two big guys in the Black and White Sect during the Hidden Moon Sect incident, he has not opened for half a year.
I want to practice it myself, but there are not enough materials and equipment. After all, the materials and equipment that can be used to practice magic weapons are extremely rare in the world, and being extremely rare means that it is connected with danger.
People like Jiang Beiran can trigger prefecture-level options when entering an auction house. If he takes the initiative to look for these good things, he will probably be hit by the sky-level options in minutes.
So when he heard Mu Yao say that she would trade magic weapons with him, he was still a little excited.
After all, the two yellow-level magic weapons he obtained before were very much to his liking.
"What magic weapon do you have?" Jiang Beiran asked.
Seeing Jiang Beiran relent, Mu Yao said: "Then let's discuss it...you teach me first, and when I learn it well, I can then ask Dad for the yellow-level magic weapon you want. What do you think?
"
'You want to be a free hand like me?'
Trying not to spit at Mu Yao, Jiang Beiran said, "I can't understand it either. You, the daughter of the leader of the Demon Cult, don't even have a magic weapon with you?"
"Yes, there is, but it is a mysterious-level magic weapon. Dad won't let me give it to anyone."
‘Are you fucking showing off your wealth to me!?’
Roaring in his heart, Jiang Beiran despised these second generations countless times in his heart. They obviously didn't know anything, but they could easily obtain Xuan-level magic weapons.
'I'm so handsome, and I know everything, but finding a yellow-level magic weapon is even harder than reaching the sky.'
‘It’s not fair, it’s not fair!!!’
He refused to accept it, but Jiang Beiran was not willing to let the opportunity before him slip away, so he pondered for a moment and asked: "Are you sure you can definitely ask your eldest father for a yellow-level magic weapon? Or is it in line with my wishes?"
"Yes, yes, daddy loves me." Mu Yao nodded her head.
"Well...are you sure you want to use a yellow-level magic weapon in exchange for me teaching you the art of emperors?"
"Yes, very willing!" Mu Yao nodded again.
'Wu Zetian from another world, you...'
However, Jiang Beiran is not afraid of Mu Yao usurping the throne, or if Mu Yao can become the emperor for him, it will be too late for him to be happy.
Looking at Mu Yao's extremely eager expression, Jiang Beiran finally agreed: "You are just talking nonsense, I want you to sign it."
"good!"
The "IOU" was typed out in black and white. After putting it away, Jiang Beiran said, "What do you want to learn?"
"Ah, is this about the beginning?" Mu Yao thought seriously as she said it, and finally replied: "I want to learn how to make sure that people can have food and find local doctors when they are sick."
After looking at Mu Yao for a few times, Jiang Beiran sometimes admired her innocent heart.
"First of all, you must understand that you alone cannot make all the people in the world well-fed, so you must make all the ministers understand the truth, that is, only by making the common people well-fed will their black hats
You can save it, but if you don’t, you won’t even be able to save your head.”
Mu Yao nodded repeatedly as she listened. During this period of time, she watched Jiang Beiran handle various government affairs and reprimand ministers every day. It can be said that Jiang Beiran is the one she believes in most when it comes to the emperor.
If they are being reasonable and they don't understand, then you have to think of more ways to make them understand." Jiang Beiran stood up from the throne and continued: "Of course, all this must be based on your true understanding.
How to rule a country."
"How can we truly understand how to rule a country?" Mu Yao asked.
"Use history as a mirror."
"Using history as a mirror..." Mu Yao murmured to herself, "Oh~ no wonder so many of the deeds of past dynasties are in the book."
"Yes, the simplest way to learn is to learn from past experience, summarize it and get rid of the dross. Tell me what your current views on the dynasty are."
"Well..." Mu Yao thought for a long time, and finally lowered her head and said, "It's too complicated... but I don't know how to express it."
"Okay, then I will teach you the first lesson now." Jiang Beiran said, casually taking a few books from the table and placing them in front of Mu Yao: "Read these books and tell them tomorrow how the country was formed.
"
Mu Yao's eyes lit up, she picked up the book and said happily: "Okay, I know!"
Seeing Mu Yao running aside to read a book again, Jiang Beiran sat back on the throne again and started reading the memorial.
After the morning session on the second day, as soon as Jiang Beiran returned to Jingxin Hall, Mu Yao couldn't wait to find him, but Jiang Beiran waved to him and said, "Let's talk about it later."
Knowing that Jiang Beiran had to deal with official business, Mu Yao nodded, stepped out, and saluted Taifu Shugang who passed by her.
Seeing Shu Gang coming in, Jiang Beiran said: "Master, I have informed all the ministers about the Huangli incident. I believe it won't take long for the people to receive it."
For the vast majority of people, farming is their top priority, so spring plowing is the most important time. According to Taifu, if you want to make people feel attached to the court again, you can remind them to plant in time and not miss the farming season.
The almanac is a good treasure.
After hearing this, Shu Gang immediately saluted Jiang Beiran and said, "The emperor accepts your advice like a stream, which is really a blessing to the people of the world!"