After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

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From the moment the first ray of sunlight in the early morning illuminated the glazed tiles, the sound of the morning bell resounded throughout the deep palace behind the red walls.

In the Sanyang Hall, the curl of sandalwood in the cauldron with golden beast patterns makes the birds and beasts carved on the red beams come alive.

In front of the dragon table, Jingtai heard the bell and opened his eyes under the crown. With a hint of sleepiness hidden in his majesty, he saw the clearly divided people in human clothing and the civil and military officials below.

"A mysterious eye suddenly appeared in the North Sea, so deep that it was impossible to see the bottom. Many ships that had left the North Sea disappeared near it, only to reappear in the East Sea."

"The Buddhist kingdom of the Western Regions has sent envoys, hoping to establish a temple in the Imperial Capital to preach."

"Southern Xinjiang is short of food and wages..."

The eunuch wearing a black gauze hat and a bright red dragon robe read out aloud the important events, all of which concerned the nine heavens and ten earths, the country and the people.

He had almost finished speaking, and then asked at the end:

"My Lords, are there any rules?"

The voice echoed in the quiet hall.

The court officials all looked at their noses and their hearts, without saying a word.

It is not appropriate to express opinions on major issues like these in the court. When discussing politics in the court, the court usually uses issues that have already resulted in the various parties to observe the attitudes and trends of the officials.

In simple terms, the court is not a place where business is done, but a place where power is exchanged.

After a long silence, Emperor Jingtai said:

"Since this is the case, there is no point in withdrawing from the court."

"I have something to report to Your Majesty."

At this time, the Minister of Rites Song Baiyue stepped out and bowed, saying:

"The Hidden Dragon Conference has just concluded. I think we can hold another grand event before entering Tianren City. One is to reward the Hidden Dragons, and the other is to have fun with the people."

All the officials and nobles in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering what the Minister of Rites meant by suddenly coming up with this strange suggestion.

Unable to determine his intentions, the court remained silent.

However, several censors came out to object:

"Holding another celebration would be a waste of money and manpower."

"Your Highness has failed, so what's the point of holding a celebration?"

"Well, wood oil is the only thing that's necessary."

Another celebration is being held for some unknown reason. Let’s not talk about other things for now. Anyway, I have to go back to work.

Who would be willing to join a class without any benefits?

But Minister Song smiled slightly and said:

"The celebration I'm talking about is the Hundred Flowers Festival, inviting the most beautiful women on the Hundred Flowers List to come to the capital to perform, such as playing a song, singing a song, etc..."

There was a sound of gasps among the civil and military officials.

Those who were pretending to be asleep stopped pretending to be asleep, those who were daydreaming stopped daydreaming, the old and frail people straightened up, and even the scholars in the Imperial College looked a little solemn.

"Hey, I told you that Old Song has managed the Ministry of Rites so well, he must have some skills. I think this suggestion is a good one!"

"Since ancient times, there have been talented men and beautiful women. There is the Hidden Dragon Conference, and there are more Hundred Flowers Festivals. It is reasonable and polite, and it benefits the country and the people!"

"Yes, this just shows that our Dayu is thriving and prosperous!"

"Alright, alright! When I think of this scene, I'm inspired to write poetry. As the saying goes... I'm just letting go of my youthful enthusiasm, and one section is better than six!"

“So wet, so wet…”

The court suddenly became lively, and everyone was united and united.

Emperor Jingtai had never seen such a scene since he ascended the throne.

In the past, it was common for ministers to quarrel in the court and end up fighting each other until they were bruised and battered.

But not everyone was enthusiastic.

The Minister of Revenue strode forward:

"I object!"

"Ok?"

All the officials looked at him unfriendly, ready to scold him. A few military generals who were not good at speaking rolled up their sleeves, ready to let this old guy see the truth.

"The national treasury is empty, and Yanglong Temple's expenses are enormous every year. Now they want to hold a Hundred Flowers Festival. Where will the money come from?"

"I don't want to spoil your fun, but all the debts are now in need."

"Should we use the money for Yanglong Temple, the money for building large ships in Beifeng, or the money for the military pay in Nanjiang?"

The Minister of Finance, who was in charge of finance, threw the problem away.

Then he looked at Prince Zhennan.

Prince Zhennan nodded slightly and said, "Military and national affairs are not to be trifled with. Military pay cannot be touched."

There is no need for people from the royal family to speak.

Beifeng...the ships are all built, are they going to be dismantled and sold off?

At this time, the Minister of Rites seemed to have already found a solution and said:

"How about this, we can ask wealthy businessmen to sponsor us and let them fund our event."

"By then, they'll gain fame, and we won't have to pay. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"

"Hey, Minister Song, you're really a genius!"

So all the civil and military officials in the court passed it unanimously.

Emperor Jingtai had no reason to refuse, so he picked up the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Seal and stamped it.

On that day, an announcement was made to the world, summoning the women on the Hundred Flowers List to come to the capital, and sincerely recruiting sponsors with generous conditions.

For a time, all the richest people in the world flocked to it.

After all, working for the court can give you an official position without real power.

Don't underestimate the power of this condition.

From now on, no matter what the matter is, as long as it is labeled as "working for the court", it will be legitimate and authorized by the imperial power.

Wait until summer comes.

A unique "bidding meeting" has been launched in the imperial capital. The officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Revenue preside over this meeting. All those gathered here are wealthy businessmen who can make money.

People from the four major trading companies have all arrived.

Among them was Hengtong Trading Company, and the person who came was an old acquaintance, Sun Gui.

There is also the Qingmu Society, which is famous for selling medicinal materials. Among every three pills in the world, one is made by them, and their representative is a master of alchemy.

Of course, some people appear to be representatives of the Qingmu Society, but are actually the masters of the Blood Refining Hall...

The other two are the Jinqian Gang and Caishen Money House.

The tea aroma was faint, and the wealthy businessmen drank tea and waited for the gentlemen to come out.

"Brother Sun, it's been a long time since we last met. I didn't expect you to be transferred to the Imperial Capital and become even more prosperous."

The Blood Refining Hall Master, who was wearing green clothes and without the half mask, smiled.

"I'm lucky to have met a noble person who helped me. Brother Lu, you have great potential to refine divine pills in the future."

Sun Gui's face was full of wrinkles when he smiled. Qingmu Club and Hengtong Trading Company had a lot of cooperation.

The deer representative looked at the wealthy businessmen passing by and whispered:

"So many people have come, but they are all just like this. In my opinion, the one who really has a chance to win the imperial crown is your God of Wealth who is blessed with great fortune."

Hearing the meaning of probing the bottom, Sun Gui quickly said:

"I'm just lucky. The noble man who helped me is the real God of Wealth. It's a pity that he didn't come today."

"Oh? This makes me curious, who is this person?"

"I think Brother Lu also knows him, that's..."

Sun Gui just spoke.

At this moment, a low-key bronze carriage stopped at the door. Among the jeweled carriages, it stood out.

Everyone was stunned, and then they saw several people getting out of the car. They all wore sunglasses and looked very cool.

If the film could be accompanied by the theme song of Grand Theft Auto, it would be quite appropriate and would definitely be a five-star good citizen.

And the person who leads...

"Brother Li?!"