Troubled Times Survival Raiders

Jianning six years, summer.

Wu Junyi walked out of Qianqing Palace in a hurry, and four officials in rhinoceros green robes followed closely behind him.As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, Wu Junyi turned around and asked with a solemn expression: "After all, how is the condition of the father?"

The four imperial doctors looked at each other and knelt down in unison. The oldest one walked forward on his knees and replied tremblingly: "Return to Your Highness, Your Majesty's illness is a chronic disease caused by excessive drinking. Difficult to cure."

If they said this in front of Emperor Jianning, they would never dare to say it, even if they were facing the crown prince, they were prepared to die.

What's more...they underestimated the prince.The boy in front of him is indeed only 14 years old, but the coercion he faces is no less than that of his father and uncle Wang.

The four of them tensed up, waiting for the verdict of fate.

"That's all." The prince's thin lips were tightly pursed, his face as cold as frost and snow was still frozen, but his Adam's apple moved slightly, and the wings on the black gauze hat trembled. "Let's prescribe the medicine first. If it doesn't work, I'll ask you again."

The last sentence was just a calm whisper, almost a whisper.But every imperial doctor who heard it trembled involuntarily.They could feel the weight of the threat, and they pressed their shoulders even lower, until there was no sound for a long time.

The imperial doctors didn't expect it to be over so lightly, and they paused for a while in disbelief, but when they ventured to raise their eyes, they could only see a corner of Pianfei's black robe disappearing into the palace gate.

Emperor Jianning was sick and unable to preside over the early court. At the court meeting, the civil servants yelled:

"The country cannot be without a king for a day. Your majesty can't afford to be sick, so the prince should supervise the country."

"The crown prince is still too young to take on such a big responsibility. According to this official, His Royal Highnesses King Yu and King Chu should be the leaders, and each department has its own responsibilities before ordering and prohibiting it."

"It's ridiculous to say this. The crown prince is close to the age of dancing elephants. What's more, he has been observing the government for two years and has become proficient in all kinds of government affairs. Why can't he temporarily take over the government?"

Hundreds of officials discussed and had different opinions.If it was in the past, maybe everyone would push the boat along the way and let the two princes take over the government, but the crown prince has been in court for two years, and everyone can see his every move.That was no longer the arrogant and arrogant little prince when he was found back, but he has become a prince who is both civil and military.

Prime Minister Jia stroked his beard with a perplexed expression.He has never expressed his opinion, but he is the head of all officials, and everyone is waiting for him to express his opinion. It is impossible to keep silent like this.

"Where is His Royal Highness?" He finally found a chance to speak.

Only then did the officials come to their senses, yes, Emperor Jianning was seriously ill, they were arguing in full swing, the one who should supervise the country, why is it missing?

In the warm pavilion, Wu Junyi was holding a bowl of medicinal soup, scooped up the medicinal soup one by one, cooled it down, and handed it to Emperor Jianning's mouth.

Emperor Jianning was leaning on the couch, weakly drinking the medicinal soup one mouthful at a time.The elegant appearance of the past has been deprived by the disease, only through the eyes that sometimes flash, and the slightly trembling but delicate and pale hands, can vaguely catch the shadow of the once romantic and talented man.

Eunuch Gao, who had been robbed of his job, stood by the side of the couch, meticulously repeating every move of the officials in the early court.When someone proposed that the two princes preside over the government, the sickly Emperor Jianning showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" Emperor Jianning suddenly choked.Wu Junyi hurriedly threw down the medicine bowl and rubbed his back.Because the action was too hasty, the medicinal soup spilled half of his sleeve.

Wu Junyi didn't pay attention, but Emperor Jianning saw it, took a breath, grabbed his wrist, and said angrily, "You've been watching politics for so long, why are you still so frizzy?"

Eunuch Gao also hurriedly put down the memorial, and hurried to wipe Wu Junyi's sleeves. "Do you want to change your robe, Your Highness?"

"No need." Wu Junyi waved his hand, and the weak grip on his right wrist made his heart sink a bit. "Father's medicine has been spilled, let someone outside bring it in first."

Emperor Jianning said slowly, "That's enough."

Eunuch Gao did not dare to disobey Emperor Jianning's order, and only gave Wu Junyi a embarrassed look.Wu Junyi looked at Emperor Jianning helplessly, ready to advise: "Father, please put the dragon body as the most important thing..."

"Big Companion, you come to draw up the decree." Before Wu Junyi finished speaking, Emperor Jianning stopped him with a gesture.Eunuch Gao hurriedly stepped forward, "I am slightly ill. During the period of illness, the crown prince will take over the administration temporarily."

Wu Junyi knelt down hurriedly when he heard the words, "The rumors will come to an end without any problems after the emperor's father is safe, why is it so..."

"I called you to supervise the country. You have to do a good job to be worthy of me." After Emperor Jianning lay down, his voice gradually became quieter, as if he was asleep. Eunuch Gao winked like Wu Junyi, signaling him to leave the Nuan Pavilion first.

On the second day, the decree was issued, and all disputes were ended.The courtiers were brought to Wenyuan Pavilion for discussion.All official performances must first pass through the Wenhua Palace and then be submitted to the Qianqing Palace.

"Now that Your Highness has just accepted the government, it is advisable to follow the precedent and not make major changes." Guo Xu said calmly.

In two years, this lord took a step forward and became the right servant of the Ministry of Rites, following the vacancy left by his predecessors. The only thing left is for the old Shangshu to step down and give up his position.

"Not bad." Wu Junyi said.The closer he was to achieving his goal, the more cautious he became.Now the father is still very clear-headed, and if he makes a slight move, he will be labeled as "disrespectful" and "disrespectful". What's more, if he waits for the father to govern again, and many things are changed back, wouldn't it be a waste of time? , a waste of material resources.

However, that being said, there are some things that he still wants to change, such as...

"For those affected by the disaster in the north, there are east and west in the south of the mountain. This year's tax should be reduced." Wu Junyi still remembers the shocking description in the booklet requesting disaster relief.

Guo Xu hesitated to speak, with a look of embarrassment on his face.Logically, this is not his scope of authority, so he shouldn't speak.

Zhang Qin from the household department did not hesitate so much, and said decisively: "Your Highness is kind, and the ministers also sympathize with the victims, but in this way, the military expenditure will be emptied again."

Everyone looked at Deng Xian in unison, Deng Xian snorted coldly: "What are you looking at me for? Zhang Shangshu is telling the truth, even if I look at me, I can't change money."

Even Deng Xian said so, it can be seen that it is really impossible to raise money.

Wu Junyi didn't expect such a result out of kindness.He has seen and felt a lot during the two years of observing politics, but the national treasury... is really so empty?

At this moment, Jia Shengde, who had been stroking his beard and being silent all this time, finally spoke: "Let's reduce or exempt taxes according to His Highness's wishes."

"The Prime Minister's words are justified." Deng Xian sighed, "Otherwise, if you don't say anything else, Shannan Road will rebel again. If you vote for Zhang Bandit, it may become a big disaster, and you still have to spend military expenses."

It's about the first time the two bitter rivals are on the same side.The ministers who were recruited together all looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to hide their surprise.

This time, Zhang Qin did not refute.But where the money will come from, we still have to think about it.

If you can't make big moves for the time being, you can only start small.Wu Junyi suddenly remembered something, and turned to ask the minister of the Ministry of Industry: "Song Shangshu, are the farm tools the same as before? Can some improvements be made?"

Among the six ministries, the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Punishment are poor and poor.Because Emperor Jianning only loved poetry, calligraphy and painting, but had no idea of ​​building large-scale construction projects. Except for the Ministry of Industry repairing the palace attic at the beginning of the capital move, he was busy for two years, and now he is too idle.

Song Cangshan was getting old, and he was transferred from the Minister of Rites to the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. It seemed that he was promoted, but it was actually paving the way for him to become an official.At this time, others were actively offering suggestions, but he was wandering in the open and aboveboard, and was taken aback when His Highness the Crown Prince called him by name. "Well, today's farm tools are basically the same as they used to be."

"Song Shangshu has heard of a farm tool called 'Yangma'?" Wu Junyi asked.

At that time, he wrote "Yangma Song" as a gift to Zhou Kuang, and it was sung among the people for a while, but the adults in the palace may not have heard of it.

However, this lord is obviously an exception. "His Royal Highness has heard of that thing? I also heard from my nephew and ordered the farmers in the village to use it."

"What's the effect?" Wu Junyi didn't expect such a surprise, his eyes lit up, and he wanted to ask.

The other ministers showed embarrassment, Jia Shengde said: "Your Highness..."

Wu Junyi only looked at Song Cangshan, and Song Cangshan replied seriously: "It does save a lot of effort."

"Okay." Wu Junyi nodded heavily.Knowing that the efforts he put in back then was not in vain was also a shot in the arm for him.What's more, right now, there are more important uses, "You immediately supervise the production of Yangma, and order people to promote it among the people."

The adults got a little impatient listening to them discuss farming.Zhang Qin was in charge of the household department, and was a little sensitive about farming, so he asked, "Does Your Highness want to promote and improve farm tools so that farmers can save more effort in farming?"

"That's right." Wu Junyi was not greedy, and after giving Song Cangshan an order, he returned to the previous discussion, nodded generously and agreed to the proposals of several adults.

Each of these people is a veteran of the court, and they all have a set of conclusions on how to do everything, and it is impossible to listen to his blind changes for no reason.

Wu Junyi finally finished discussing the major issues of the day, and was about to go back to the Wenhua Palace to approve a batch of memorials, but before he could sit still, he heard the announcement that Zhou Kuang had arrived.

Wu Junyi got up and greeted him personally, "Why are you here, sir?" Zhou Kuang was getting old, and after Wu Junyi entered the court to observe politics, Emperor Jianning allowed him to live at home, but all the rank and treatment were reserved, and he could enter the palace at any time.

"The minister was entrusted by someone to offer something to His Majesty." Zhou Kuang smiled happily, looking very excited.

Wu Junyi was bedridden because his father was ill. Seeing Zhou Kuang was happy, he felt hesitant, but he didn't show it on the face, and just said: "Sir, please sit down and talk about it."

"Please look, Your Highness!" Zhou Kuang took out a brocade bag from his sleeve, and held it to Wu Junyi with both hands.Wu Junyi took the bag and opened it to see that it was a light brown seed with two pointed ends.

"This is?"

Zhou Kuang gasped and said, "There is a farmer in Zhuangzi, my hometown, who inspected the origins, production periods, characteristics, uses of flowers and fruits of various crops, etc., and through cultivation, obtained this fine variety--the yield per mu can be guaranteed. Up to three stones!"

"Really?!" Wu Junyi swiped and stood up, suddenly more excited than Zhou Kuang.After reading some state and county newspapers, he has some ideas about the yield per mu.

"I personally came to report, so naturally I dare not lie!" Zhou Kuang couldn't help being delighted to see Wu Junyi attaching great importance to it.

"Sir, you really solved Gu's urgent need!" Wu Junyi was very excited, "Whether this thing is usable, what can you tell me?"

Zhou Kuang presented the letterhead that came with the seeds.The growth records of these seeds were recorded in detail on the paper.That character looks very beautiful, unlike what ordinary farmers can write.

Wu Junyi saw it and became suspicious. "Can this farmer still write well?"