Bianjing has been separated for several years, and has been devastated by wars repeatedly, dilapidated and left to be rebuilt.

After returning to Beijing, Xiao Gui was as busy as a spinning top. He spent almost twelve hours a day in the main hall, discussing post-war affairs with a group of rotten Confucian civil servants. Those who listened to what they said also came, and those who wanted to go,? He His head was blown out.

Tang Yu and others persuaded him, should the prime minister come back to help deal with it?

He refused.

He promised his father-in-law that he would handle all affairs in the court in the future.

It is true that Xiao Gui has the mentality of being angry, and he also thinks that his father is not in good health, so he doesn't want to make him work hard.

So he insisted on turning up and down every day, which took a lot of time, but the efficiency was not high.

"Wait!" Xiao Gui said suddenly, interrupting an old minister's words.

"What you said just now, say it again."

The old minister who was pointed out was obviously taken aback, so he said it again patiently, "Nowadays, all industries in the middle school are waiting to be flourished, so it should be..."

"What?" Xiao Gui was at a loss.

The veteran was speechless, and repeated bitterly, "Everything is waiting to be flourished."

"What do you mean?"

The hall was empty and silent.

The courtiers are no strangers to this kind of drama that is staged more than a dozen times a day,? They have already started discussing in private, how to express it in a more straightforward way?Even share straightforward and simple vocabulary with each other.

Because they wrote too much in the memorial, the emperor was impatient to read it, so he either took it down and asked them to write it again, or asked them to enter the palace to play it in an urgent matter.

Back and forth, tossing the courtiers enough.

Tang Yu coughed lightly, and explained flexibly: "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang means that many things that have been put on hold during the war will be dealt with at this time."

Xiao Gui said "Oh", "Then you just say no, you have to drag the text?"

All the courtiers: "..."

Why don't you say that you are uneducated and don't understand?

"Go ahead." Xiao Gui pointed to the old minister just now, and put on a posture of listening respectfully.

The old minister sighed, and thought to speak bluntly, "Many things that were shelved during the war, such as Wang, Xue and other aristocratic families, have been kept in Dali Temple by General Xu after they surrendered. How should we deal with it now? Also, the emperor went north. At that time, can those courtiers who did not belong to the rebels be used again?"

Xiao Gui understood this time.

In fact, although he has no culture, but he has been in the palace for so many years, and he is very good at many things.

"The Wang and Xue families are the leaders of the rebels. They have conspired against a great crime, but if they surrender in Kaesong, they don't have to punish their family members. Wang Bao and Xue Sizhong will be beheaded, and their relatives will be demoted to common people. They will not be officials within three generations. "

"When Bianjing fell, there were no courtiers who were attached to the rebels. Those who intend to enter the court should register with the Ministry of Officials. Those who have no intention of entering the court should be rewarded with gold."

Xiao Gui thought about the matter of returning the land to the people that his father-in-law had mentioned to him, and said, "Now that the war is over, in the next few years, we have to recuperate and replenish the national treasury. The fields of the previous aristocratic families were nationalized. To distribute, divide, tax, etc., and hand it over to the Ministry of Households."

"Yes, I obey the order." The Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs immediately responded.

Land is the country's main source of taxation. Now the aristocratic family no longer monopolizes it, and the court returns the land to the people. In a few years, the treasury of Daliang will be filled, and the strength of border armaments will also increase accordingly. If it can deter the surrounding small countries, it will not be easy to be consumed by wars. up.

The four realms are peaceful, the common people live and work in peace and contentment, and Daliang is prosperous and prosperous, these are probably the ultimate ideals of his father-in-law.

Xiao Guiru thought about it.

There were many other miscellaneous things, and it was not until the hour of the night that the courtiers dragged their tired bodies down like dried vegetables.

Tang Yu and several ministers were walking on the corridor leading to Xuanwumen, still discussing the unfinished government affairs.

But suddenly he heard a rush of hooves, and a white horse galloped away from him like lightning.

People on the road gave way one after another.

"Who is this?"

"Racing horses like this in the palace? Are there any palace rules?"

"...It seems to be the emperor?"

"..."

Some old ministers shook their heads and sighed, "It's unseemly!"

Some people were also surprised, "When I was in the northern border two years ago, the emperor was quite calm. I thought he had changed his temper. Why did he change back now?"

"Hey, it's good to be able to do this. Think about the prime minister in charge, what the hell is he like?"

"...That's what I said, at least now I'm quite diligent."

Tang Yu listened for a while, and said speechlessly at this moment: "It's all going to court, from Chenshi in the morning to Haishi in the evening, why are we all so tired that our backs hurt, and he still has the energy to ride a horse?"

The minister said: "Master Tang, you are getting old, you are young."

Everyone laughed, and only then remembered that the emperor was only 22 years old this year, when he was a young emperor and full of energy.

"But it's also strange. At the age of the emperor, it's time to accept a concubine or become a queen. Why didn't he mention it himself?"

"When you said that, I remembered it. A few years ago, the army was in a state of turmoil. It's okay to not have such a thought, but now that the internal and external troubles have been eliminated, why didn't I see him have such a thought?"

Several courtiers whispered and discussed for a while, and felt that this matter seemed to be quite important.

After all, the first emperor only had the emperor's lineage, and the emperor has no heirs for a long time. If there is a change, the country doesn't even have a backbone.

Tang Yu thought for a while and said: "Perhaps, the emperor himself is too embarrassed to mention it? Let's make a report? Whose daughters are of the right age, those who have not yet been married, and those who are willing to enter the palace, send their portraits to the emperor. have a look?"

"Master Tang, that's a good idea."

"Then let's mention it in the courtroom tomorrow."

……

All the courtiers filed out from Xuanwu Gate, and the contents of the discussion reached Gao Shenxian's ears.

He is now the deputy commander of the Imperial Army, and he is on patrol. He didn't have anything to do at first, but he heard this.

He thought for a while, does he need to inform the prime minister?

I also feel that the prime minister has always considered for the country, and it is about children, so he should not be jealous.After all, the prime minister is a man, and he cannot give birth to the emperor.

He pondered for a long time, and finally decided to remind the prime minister tomorrow.

·

Xiao Gui came out from the palace and went straight to the prime minister's mansion, but was told by Wen Bo that there was a lantern festival in the square today, and the prime minister went to watch the lanterns.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he was very annoyed, and immediately ran to the prime minister's mansion in a hurry, but his father was fine, he wandered around blindly, and he still didn't come back at this hour.

Qi returned to Qi, people still wanted to find him, so he immediately turned his horse's head and went to the workshop.

Tonight is the eighth day of the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and Daliang has the custom of raising lanterns to watch the snow on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month since ancient times.

Although the weather was terribly cold, the common people didn't seem to take it seriously. Everyone was wrapped in fur coats and scrambled to go out.

On the long street, there is light snow, the stalls on both sides are very lively, and the fire trees and silver flowers along the street are shining like daytime.

Many boudoirs are usually confined at home, and now they can finally go out.

The sisters walked together, carrying lanterns to reflect the snow, laughing and laughing all the way.

Wen Wujue was wrapped in a snow-white Qianjin fur, with Mrs. Tang in his hand, swaying slowly, and Lu Jia followed behind him, having fun.

His eyes were suddenly attracted by a lantern riddle, so he stopped to watch.

After watching for a while, he probably knew the rules.

Mostly it is to write lantern riddles on paper and stick them on the lanterns. If you can guess the riddles, you can win the lanterns.

Those lanterns were carved and colored so delicately that they attracted passers-by to stop.

In fact, this is also a gimmick of the merchants. It is called the Lantern Riddle Fair, and it is actually to promote their own lanterns.

Wen Wujue looked at it for a while, and was about to pull away, but someone stepped on his foot suddenly, and suddenly suffered pain, and fell backwards involuntarily.

"careful!"

A strong arm suddenly grabbed him and lifted him up.

Wen Wujue had just recovered from the shock, and hurriedly thanked her.

The opponent's hand was still clasped on his arm, and his gaze was also looking straight at him without moving away, as if he was stunned.

The man was dressed in a brocade robe and jade belt, with a handsome face and noble air, he seemed to be the son of an official in Bianjing.

Wen Wujue coughed quietly, "Master."

When the other party heard him speak, he suddenly realized that he was impolite, and quickly let go.

"Sorry for being abrupt."

Wen Wujue said lightly, "It's okay."

作者有话要说:感谢在2021-08-06?10:12:31~2021-08-08?00:02:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~感谢投出手榴弹的小天使:48654077?1个;

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