After I was reborn, I was scumbag

"...The evils of idleness have been accumulated in the court for too long. Many courtiers have intertwined influences and are colluding with local tyrants. It is really difficult for His Highness to start rectifying it immediately."

Murong Xing frowned slightly, and pulled Shao Guan to the table, took out a roll of maps from the bookshelf, and slowly rolled them out.

"During the Lingnan Army's rebellion, the prefect of Duocheng colluded with the forces of the previous dynasty. Although most of the remnants have been eradicated now, there are not a few people in the middle of the court who are fighting dogs."

"For example, Zhao Shangshu's native place is Yizhou. Most of the Zhao clan there are officials or big merchants. Judging from the information sent by the eyeliner stationed there, the tax evasion is increasing year by year. Do it insanely."

"It is precisely because many errands in the local county government are performed by the children of the Zhao family. There are many relatives who have turned a corner, and naturally most of them can be sheltered."

Shao Guan stared at the map for a moment, his black eyes froze, and he sneered, "Zhao Shangshu is from Yizhou, Sichuan, so it's no wonder that he doesn't worry about the resettlement and relief of refugees."

Yizhou is the largest city in central Sichuan, and the impact of mountain torrents is almost negligible. If the imperial court has no money and food to relieve the victims, most of the victims will inevitably flood into Yizhou.

At this time, if the grain merchants in Yizhou wantonly drive up grain prices, they will definitely be able to make a fortune by taking advantage of the national crisis.

This is completely disregarding the life and death of the victims, wanting to step on the corpses of innocent people to earn money stained with human blood!

A scorching flame surged up in the bright black peach blossom eyes, half anger, half disappointment.

Shao Guan looked sideways at Murong Xing: "I will immediately go to Qianqing Palace to meet Emperor Father and report this matter to him..."

"Your Highness." Murong Xing took hold of Shao Guan's wrist, slowly shook his head, his phoenix eyes were cold.

"Even my eyes can detect this kind of use of power for profit. Your Highness thinks that His Majesty has been on the throne for more than 20 years. Is it possible that you will not notice it?"

Shao Guan clenched his hands tightly and gritted his teeth.

"I also know that this kind of thing cannot be avoided in all dynasties. However, in the past, the country was peaceful and there was no war. They searched for the people's fat and anointment, so let's leave it alone."

"Now our dynasty has experienced two wars in a row. The severe drought in the Jianghuai River has just passed, and the mountain torrents in the middle of Sichuan. There are already many complaints from the people. If we don't appease them well, the country may be in turmoil."

"At this time, if they are greedy and amassing people's wealth again, wouldn't they push the disaster victims to a dead end and force the beams to a dead end? How can the court tolerate it so easily?!"

As Shao Guan spoke, a look of determination flashed across his handsome face, his voice softened slightly, but his tone was firm.

"...I want to personally go to Sichuan to provide disaster relief, what do you think?"

The prince of the East Palace went to the disaster area in person, firstly to appease the hearts of the people, and secondly, he could also take the Yizhou Zhao family as a way to pull out the moths in the court bit by bit.

"Of course it's good." Murong Xing curled his lips, but he couldn't explain the complex emotions and faint uneasiness in his heart.

"It's just supplies for disaster relief, and we still need..."

"The money and food for the disaster relief is up to the minister to figure out a way."

He looked at the beautiful peach blossom eyes in front of him, and continued with a smile.

"If His Highness is planning to go to Sichuan for disaster relief, I... will guard Chang'an City for His Highness."

In the early morning of the second day, the ministers were already ready to fight with His Royal Highness, but they were surprised to find that Shao Guan changed his tone and kept silent about the abolition of idle positions.

Instead, gently discuss with them how to raise money and food.

After successive proposals for tax increases were refuted, several ministers proposed to call on wealthy businessmen to donate money, and those who donated money reaching a certain amount would be awarded honorary official positions.

"Your Highness, this method must never be implemented! If this is the case, isn't it because the court is openly selling officials and titles?"

"Senior minister! Absolutely don't sell officials and titles just to understand the urgent needs of the moment!"

"The words of the adults are wrong."

Shao Guan smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, he pretended to be indifferent.

"It's just an honorary official position, and it doesn't affect the operation of the court. What's more, the disaster is serious, and whether human life or reputation is more important, I don't think there is any need to inform you dear ones alone?"

As soon as Shao Guan's words fell, Zhao Shangshu was the first to respond: "Your Highness is wise! Putting the people first is the act of a wise master! Colleagues who oppose it are too narrow-minded!"

"Yes, the disaster victims are in dire straits, and only His Highness's method can raise enough money in a short period of time. Your Highness puts the people first, which is really wise!"

The two sides argued endlessly for a while, but in the end it was naturally Shao Guan who made up his mind.

The young man glanced unobtrusively at the inner room next to the hall, and cleared his throat.

"Okay, dear friends, don't argue any more. Immediately draw up the order of the East Palace. Anyone who donates more than 3000 taels of silver can be awarded an official title according to the amount!"

"Back to court—"

After all the officials from the court and the central government left the stage, Murong Xing walked out of the inner room slowly and went towards Shaoguan.

"His Royal Highness can rest assured about the disaster relief money."

Murong Xing witnessed the entire situation in the early court in the room, and saw Shao Guan's soothing eyebrows, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Look at me, when Zhao Shangshu heard that His Highness agreed to sell the official, even his eyes glowed green."

Shao Guan was amused by these words: "How do you know that Zhao Shangshu will definitely agree to this method?"

"Since ancient times, which one of the merchants who sell officials and titles and have a little money has not flocked to them?"

"The Zhao family in Yizhou has more and more children who have been engaged in merchants over the years, and the money produced is innumerable."

"I'm afraid Zhao Shangshu is worried that he won't be able to find more official positions for his nephew. Now that His Highness has agreed to donate money to sell the official position, how can he not agree?"

Shao Guan looked outside the hall, and the sundial was already pointing to the direction of noon.

"Since he personally delivered the money, I naturally have no reason not to accept it—it's getting late now, let's go back to the East Palace for lunch first, and then discuss the specifics of the 'official sale'."

After the East Palace's decree was drafted, Shao Guan personally took the decree to the Qianqing Palace to present to Emperor Liang, and sealed it with a jade seal.

Murong Xing took the imperial decree from Shao Guan and read it carefully.

"I have reviewed the list of officials in charge of this matter, and they are all from poor families with clean net worth, so there is no problem."

"When His Highness summons them in the afternoon, remember to tell them that all businessmen from the Sichuan and Sichuan regions who donate money and materials will be registered and submitted to the East Palace every day."

"Okay." Shao Guan nodded, "Then I will pass on this decree—I discussed with my father about going to Sichuan to relieve the disaster in person. The disaster is serious, and I'm afraid I will leave tomorrow. "

The young man who stood by the table and looked down at the disaster report was slightly stunned for a moment, as if his thoughts were still on the matter of raising money, and then he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Shao Guan, and pursed his thin lips lightly.

"... Time is indeed a bit rushed. Has Your Highness ordered someone to count the remaining money and food in the treasury?"

"The inventory can be finished by tomorrow morning." Shao Guan stood in front of the palace gate, hesitated for a moment, and added softly, "Don't worry, if anything happens in Sichuan, I will write to you at any time. "

Murong Xing raised her phoenix eyes slightly, and slightly curled her lips.

I'm just afraid that if I'm not by your side, if something really happens to you, it will be too late when I receive the letter.

But when he spoke, it was in the most peaceful tone.

"Okay, I will arrange the accompanying guards for His Highness. The disaster in Sichuan is serious, and I am afraid that the people will be full of grievances. Your Highness is going, remember to take good care of yourself."

Even though he was reluctant to part with it, he also knew that only by Shao Guan personally going to this matter, would it be possible to start the first and most important step in rectifying the bureaucracy, and he could not block the prince of Daliang because of his personal affection.

The smile in Shao Guan's eyes flashed away, and he said softly, "Well, I understand."

This convening of officials was busy until late at night, when Shao Guan stepped into the sleeping hall lightly, he found that although the lights in the hall were turned off, the people on the couch were not asleep, they were sitting beside the bed waiting for him.

"Did you drink the medicine at night? You...why don't you go to bed earlier?"

The cold air stained on the clothes was completely wiped away by Murong Xing's body temperature, Shao Guan was suddenly embraced by the young man, and he was stunned for a moment before realizing the deep darkness in the other's phoenix eyes.

"If you don't wait for His Highness today, and His Highness goes to Shuzhong tomorrow, I still don't know... Will I have a chance to see His Highness again in the future."

His cheek was pressed against Murong Xing's chest, and through the thin coat, he could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating, which was powerful and lively.

But the corners of Shao Guan's eyes were filled with a cold sourness.

The person holding him was poisoned because of him, if...the antidote is not found within three months, there will be no cure for it.

"No." Shao closed his eyes, suppressed the sour tears, and pretended to be calm, "We haven't reached the crown yet, there are still such a long time in the future, how can we not see each other?"

There was already a trembling cry in the voice.

Murong Xing gave a low laugh, and while wiping Shao Guan's cheek with his hand, he said softly: "Your Highness understands what I mean."

Immediately without waiting for Shao Guan to answer, he continued in a low voice: "Originally, I didn't intend to say anything."

"Your Highness is going to Sichuan tomorrow. The journey was exhausting, and the disaster was serious. I thought I was selfish and didn't want to part with Your Highness."

"I have sorted out all the connections, eyeliners, and spies that Pingxihou Mansion can control, and put them in the secret compartment of the East Palace study."

"Your Highness is leaving tomorrow, and I will also transfer all the hidden guards to protect His Highness. It's just that Zhao Shangshu and Yizhou's Zhao family have been entrenched in the area for many years. Your Highness must not be too tough at the beginning, lest they try to make money."

"and also……"

Shao Guan's soft lips pressed against his, and there was still a sweet smell of fruit wine.

The young man who used to be coaxed and coaxed by him on the bed, blushing and unwilling to take the initiative, is now tearing his clothes almost out of reason.

I don't want to hear those words.

Shao Guan was panting slightly, looking moistly at the young man who was so close in front of him, his peach-blossom eyes were half lustful, half begging.

I just want to be able to be with you for the rest of my life...