I want to ruin the country

Yining smelled the fragrance in the room getting weaker and weaker, and he knew that Hong Yujiao had left.

I wrote, directed and acted in a play myself, but I wonder what Hong Yujiao thought of it?

In fact, it can't be considered acting. Yining was speaking the truth, but he just processed it artistically to make Hong Yujiao happy.

Yining was wondering where Hong Yujiao could be hiding. Although he didn't know the exact location, he was sure that she must be not far from him.

Haha, since you haven’t left the capital, it means you are interested in yourself!

Otherwise, if she packed her bags and went to Guangdong, where would I go to find her?

If we ask the National Security Bureau to look for her now, they will probably find her soon, but what will happen even if they do?

You have to give her time. She just left her brother and now she is falling in love with her former enemy. Most people can't accept it.

Let it be. As I said before, if Hong Yujiao was not interested in me, she would definitely have left the capital.

If she didn't miss me, she wouldn't have come to the palace in the middle of the night.

Hong Yujiao, I will marry you. I am ready to wait patiently for you to accept me. Time will solve everything!

Chen Fuen came back, and Yining came to the outside of the city to greet him personally.

Chen Fuen was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes and he knelt down and kowtowed.

"Your Majesty, I am truly worthy of your presence and your presence. I deserve to die!"

Yining helped him up and said,

"My dear, you have become so thin that you look unrecognizable. You have rendered great service to the country. Get up quickly!"

Chen Fuen stood up and said,

"Your Majesty, the weather is so hot, and you still come to pick me up. I am deeply grateful!"

Yining smiled and said,

"You've been running around all summer long, even at your age, have you ever been afraid of the heat?

You have saved countless people and have done immeasurable good deeds. I grant you three cups of imperial wine!"

Chen Fuen drank three cups of welcoming wine with tears in his eyes and knelt down to express his gratitude.

In the hot weather, Yining did not waste any words and took Chen Fuen's hand.

"I've arranged a welcoming banquet for you in the Qianqing Palace. Let's return to the city!"

Chen Fuen was dragged by Yining onto his cart carried by sixty-four people.

Chen Fuen was even more excited. The emperor had given him such great honor!

After returning to the palace, Chen Fuen first submitted the imperial edict.

Most of the granaries in various places are already full, and Chen Fuen can direct the remaining finishing work in the capital.

Chen Fuen made great contributions this time, handling billions of gold and silver without any mistakes.

During the warehouse inspection, they fought with wits and courage with those rats. With the cooperation of Lin Zexu and others, they took down dozens of officials of all ranks who colluded with each other, sold inferior goods as good ones, and made a fortune from grain.

It effectively rectified the official atmosphere and saved the court more than 20 million taels of silver.

He also has a very good reputation, and there has been no news of him being involved in corruption, abuse of power, or favoritism.

Yining rewarded Chen Fuen with 10,000 taels of silver.

Now Yining’s rewards to ministers are mainly in the form of money. Those who have made contributions will be rewarded and will never be delayed. Those who have made mistakes will be punished and dealt with according to the law, without mercy!

Through this incident, Yining realized that Chen Fuen was useful.

He wanted to change his historical destiny and not let him end up in exile in Yili, killed by Tsarist Russia, and buried in a foreign land.

"Sir Chen, you will be temporarily working in the Military Affairs Office. If you have anything to discuss, please consult with Elder Lin and Master Du!"

Chen Fu'en was extremely favored, which made his position clear. In the court, he ranked third after Lin Zexu and Du Shoutian!

Senglinqin, Zaiyuan, Duanhua, Wenqing, Ruijin, Sushun and other bannermen were lined up behind him.

The three great ministers are all Han people, this is an unprecedented arrangement!

Zhang Xiang and Wu Meiling got married, with Lin Zexu officiating the wedding and Du Shoutian witnessing. It was truly a grand occasion.

Their wedding was held at the Royal Hotel, and today is also the opening day of the Royal Hotel.

The Royal Hotel covers an area of ​​one hundred acres and currently has two buildings, front and back.

The front building along the street is 150 meters long from east to west, 40 meters wide from north to south, 27 meters high, and has a total of five floors.

The first floor is the storefront, which is magnificently decorated and eye-catching.

The magnificent architectural style exudes solemnity and dignity.

The lintel is tall and decorated with gorgeous lines and carvings, and the overall design is exquisite and unique.

Hanging above it is a plaque with gold characters on a blue background, on which are written the six large characters "The Royal First Restaurant" by Yining.

The middle of the first floor is the restaurant lobby, and on the east and west sides are local specialty shops. Famous and high-quality local specialties from all over the country are sold here, and it can be said to be a large shopping mall.

The name of this place is Foreign Exchange Store. Chinese people are not allowed to shop here. Why? Because it is expensive.

How expensive is it? If the price is the same, for example one or two taels, but what is collected here is gold, not silver.

Yining is ready to roll up his sleeves and make money from foreigners.

The hotel lobby is magnificently decorated, with marble floors and surrounding columns and pilasters inlaid with pink marble.

At the north end, there is an 8-meter-wide, 36-step white marble staircase leading to the second floor.

There is a reception hall at the top of the grand staircase, where hangs a huge Chinese painting of "The Great Wall".

The painting was done by Dai Xi, the most famous painter today and the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of War.

Dai Xi is fifty-one years old this year. His courtesy name is Chunshi, and his pseudonyms are Luchuang, Yulan, Songping, Tuanxi, and Jingdong Jushi.

He was best at painting landscapes, learning the brushwork of Wang Yun and also studying various artists from the Song and Yuan dynasties. He was as famous as Tang Yifen, and they were called "Tang Dai".

The poem on the painting was written by Chen Fu'en, who is also one of the four great calligraphers of the Qing Dynasty along with Qi Junzao, Zhao Guang and Xu Naipu.

His calligraphy is rigorous, dignified and majestic, and is a rare and excellent work.

The overall painting is majestic and grand, with a red sun shining on the mountains, symbolizing light and hope.

This painting and this poem, hung in this place, are a perfect match.

Everyone who comes here stops to linger and praises it highly.

Especially for this poem, there is no sting in the praise.

“Glorious and domineering!”

"The greatest quatrain of all time!"

"With this masterpiece, it can be said that Li Bai and Du Fu are outshined, and Su Shi and Bai Juyi are inferior!"

Yining highly agrees with these people's comments.

No matter how science and technology develop in later generations, according to ancient poetry, they are becoming increasingly backward.

The literati and poets in ancient times learned eight-legged essays every day and wrote four, six, and eight sentences.

All of their officials who were genuine Jinshi graduates were well-read people.

He could basically quote from "Four Books and Five Classics", "The Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects of Confucius", "Twenty-Four Histories", "Chu Ci", "Tang Poems", "Song Ci", etc.

It is impossible to write good poetry without a solid literary foundation.

Because writing poetry first requires choosing words and composing sentences, and using allusions. If you don’t have any poetry in your head, you can’t write a damn poem!

Before the Republic of China, if you had good handwriting, a good poem or a good lyric, you could be famous all over the world.