allendalepharm Chapter 483: Rush in 8 miles!
Chapter 483: Rush in 8 miles!
Chapter 483: Eight Hundred Miles Expedited!
Crack, crackle~
The charcoal in the stove crackled occasionally, and a spark suddenly burst out from the flame, and then it soon returned to silence.
Liu Shuo, the stupid son of the emperor's family, also knew that it was best not to say anything at this time and quietly waited for his father's response.
The emperor was silent for a long time this time. It was not until Liu Shuo finished peeling all the oranges on the plate that the emperor suddenly asked the sage.
"Dad, why did you give the King's Mace to Master Wei in the first place?"
"Because he is a pure man!"
The old man recalled his old friend with emotion in his voice.
Wei Qinghe, that is truly a gentleman who makes it difficult for people to feel resentful!
"At that time, your eldest brother was gone. Apart from Dai Shan and Zhang Yue, the only one I could trust was Wei Qinghe. But the Jia family was involved, and Zhang Yue was a martial artist who didn't understand martial arts, so Wei Qinghe was the best candidate. He does not belong to any faction in the court, but he is full of talents, and his character, talent, and prestige are all the best."
The old man's eyes were full of nostalgia: "Old Man Wei, he had originally planned to return to his hometown as an official and go to his private school in the countryside full of peach trees to teach children. It was I who forced him to stay in Beijing to protect you until He passed away..."
Some people are dead but still alive. Wei Qinghe is such a pure and great person.
The emperor glanced at the golden mace on the table and said firmly: "Then my son has also been chosen!"
"You won't change?"
"to not fix!"
The old man looked at the emperor's firm eyes, smiled and waved his hand: "Okay, I also think this guy is suitable."
With the old man's smile, the atmosphere in Huangji Palace became lively and relaxed again. At least Liu Shuo, a silly boy, dared to eat oranges.
Speaking of Jia Cong, the emperor was extremely satisfied.
He told the sage old man: "My son also thought about it again and again before making up his mind. My son is already at the age when he knows his destiny. As the New Deal continues to advance, his son clearly feels that he is not up to his ability in government affairs... What if my son is not here one day? There must always be someone standing behind Hong'er to protect him. Other people's sons cannot trust him, including those in the cabinet."
Liu Shuo, who had just swallowed a mouthful of oranges, was frightened again. He felt that the oranges in his mouth were so sour that he could not swallow them and his whole face turned red.
The emperor slapped him on the back, then rescued the stupid son and drove him out of the hall.
"Jia Cong was promoted by his son. This boy is like his father, who values love and righteousness..."
The emperor felt that he was Bole, and he was very proud of picking up Jia Cong, a thousand-mile horse, from the mire and entrusting him with important tasks.
But when it comes to Jia She, I feel extremely angry. Marquis Jia En is not a son of man!
He looked at the old sage with resentment: "You have Daishan Gong, Zhang Yue, and Master Wei. The eldest brothers have Jia Jing and Jia She. The son has nothing but to raise himself. Jia Jing is a cold man and is only loyal to his eldest brother. Originally, Jia Enhou was a personal choice, but this guy's temperament... His son was afraid that if he chose him, he would kill everyone he disliked in Fengtian Palace. Jia Cong should be young as long as he is young. He will accompany Hong'er Together, Daxia can be prosperous for three generations."
The Jia family produces loyal ministers. This is the most recognized saying of the Liu family for hundreds of years.
From the first generation of Duke Ningrong to the Yuanyou Dynasty, both Ningrong and Rongfu were loyal to each other regardless of favor or disgrace.
Look at Jia Jing and Jia She. The first prince committed suicide, one imprisoned himself and the other became a monk. Even Jia She, that bastard, after the family was out of crisis, immediately began to mess around and continued to be his old playboy, but he was unwilling to give him Mr. Liu. Four allegiances.
This old bastard, the eldest brother is the king, so Liu Heng is not the king?
The emperor was very resentful and wanted to find an opportunity to beat Jia She.
The old man could naturally hear the hidden meaning of the emperor's words. The old boy was complaining that he, the father, had given all his talents to the boss.
"Don't complain to me. Who told you to be the fourth child? Brother You is too...forget it, it's useless to talk about it now. By the way, you should already have ideas about reforming the official system, tell me about it."
Although the old man said before that he didn't care about things, the reform of the official system was too important for him not to worry about.
The emperor was waiting for his father's words, and immediately waved to Xia Shouzhong, who was waiting in the palace.
Xia Shouzhong took out a thick notebook from his sleeve and presented it respectfully.
"Several seniors have been waiting for you and me to speak, right?"
"This matter is of great importance. My son is not sure about it, so he asked his father to help him steer the ship and give him guidance."
The old man rolled his eyes at the emperor, took the note, opened it and started reading.
"Abolition of the Commander-in-Chief's Office of the Five Armies and the establishment of the Commander-in-Chief's Office. The emperor will lead the world's troops and horses as a marshal..."
……
The cold wind of the twelfth lunar month could not dissipate the festive atmosphere of the people, and the prosperity of the capital had increased several times since at least the middle of the twelfth lunar month.
Businessmen from all over the world gather in the capital, and the daily business tax alone has reached a scale of one hundred thousand taels of silver, and it is still rising.
The imperial court was indeed rich. The Ministry of Household Affairs submitted a petition to reduce or reduce the country's agricultural tax, which was approved by the crown prince. On the 17th day of the twelfth lunar month in the tenth year of Yuanyou, the cabinet issued a decree. Starting from the eleventh year of Yuanyou, the country's farm tax was again reduced or reduced as follows... …
At this point, Daxia Tianfu has dropped to a surprising level.
Except for large-scale land, the average ten acres of grain land per household in the dynasty is completely free of tax. For fields exceeding ten acres, the land tax is 10%; for land exceeding 20 acres, the land tax is 20%; for households with more than 100 acres of land, the land tax is 30%; for 500 acres, the land tax is 30% Those above will receive 50% of the land tax.
The imperial court formally legislated to inhibit land annexation to the greatest extent.
The Crown Prince also issued an edict that landless people in the world can rent official land, rent-free for three years, and after three years the rent will be 20% per mu. States and counties are not allowed to use this to make money. Anyone who violates the order will be executed!
The Ministry of Household Affairs allocates money to prefectures and counties to purchase cattle and build farm tools to assist tenant farmers in farming, and provides interest-free loans to provide them with grain seeds...
This time, several edicts were issued to help farmers and the people, and the news soon spread to all directions.
The Metropolitan Procuratorate immediately dispatched several censors to inspect various places to prevent local officials from taking the opportunity to harm the people.
After all, this kind of thing has happened before. Often the policies from above are obviously good, but when they spread to the lower levels, someone will distort the orders of the central government and turn a good policy into a method that harms the people.
Jia Cong looked at the "Beijing Evening News" in his hand. The article signed by Hongyan on the front page made him dumbfounded.
"Prince brother is really... how can I praise myself!"
Hongyan, isn't that what the prince said?
It is estimated that the policy of benefiting farmers has been hotly discussed by the people in the past two days. Rumors praising the prince's wisdom are said to have spread into the sky, which makes the prince very motivated and even has other ideas.
But after all, the prince was jointly trained by the two saints. He has not yet been blown away by the praise. He knows that before implementing the policy, it is best to ask the people what they really think.
"It's indeed a good idea to ask for advice from the newspaper, but it's hard to agree with everyone. I'm afraid the prince will have a headache and be busy for a while. I wonder if he will be reviewing the memorial in the bridal chamber when he gets married in two days?"
Tsk~
The emperor still knows how to play, and this trick of "sick escape" is really good. The civil and military officials of the whole dynasty were unable to sleep due to the reform of the official system. The prince was almost out of breath under the pressure of memorials. In the Huangji Palace There is still singing and dancing. Daiyu rolled her eyes at Jia Cong, put down the official document in her hand, supported her chin with one hand and looked out the window at the leisurely falling snowflakes.
"Yesterday I went to the palace, and my eldest sister told me that she and Empress Yang are eagerly looking forward to the royal brother's wedding, and then they can hand over the internal affairs of the palace to the crown princess..."
Jia Cong curled his lips and used tongs to turn over the two potatoes placed on the fire.
It is estimated that Concubine Yang and Yuan Chun were also annoyed by the troubles in the harem. They were looking forward to the stars and the moon and wanted to quickly let the sixth girl of the Zhang family into the palace so that they could get rid of this thankless hot potato.
"Ms. Yang is too lazy to pay attention to those messy things in the palace. The eldest sister is focused on raising the little prince, and she doesn't want to get involved in the troubles of the Sixth Palace. But Miss Zhang Liu... Tsk, I don't know if there will be any fools by then. Go poke my old man’s lung tube.”
There is never a shortage of fools in this palace. There will definitely be some people who think that Miss Zhang Liu is young and of low seniority and is easy to bully. But they don’t know that the emperor chose a girl from the Zhang family for the prince because the men from the Zhang family are not easy to mess with.
Especially the crazy old man who dotes on his grandson!
"The eldest sister said that she has requested a decree and will go home to visit relatives after the Chinese New Year. She plans to stay at home for a longer period of time."
Hearing what Daiyu said, Jia Cong clapped his hands and applauded.
"It's a good idea. It's good to avoid those bad things. It's just a pain for Madam Yang..."
Daiyu smiled and said, "Ms. Yang also requested the order, but instead of going home to visit relatives, she plans to bring Chun'er to our courtyard to stay for a few days."
what?
Can you do this?
When Jia Cong thought about it carefully, it seemed that his family's family-friendly garden was built with a lot of money, but in reality, it was the emperor's house.
He smiled bitterly as he thought about it, slumped in his chair in frustration and said, "That's really an honor. Two concubines, a princess, and a little prince came all at once."
Daiyu blinked at Jia Cong: "Why do you think there are only these people?"
……
The prince's wedding, Jia Cong, the prince's confidant, naturally has to be involved in the whole process.
Fortunately, those processes and so on were all in charge of the Ministry of Rites and Zongzheng Temple. All he had to do was follow their regulations and go through them step by step.
Even so, after the wedding was successfully held on the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, it was already the end of Haishi when Jia Cong returned home with his legs that were almost stiff.
On the twenty-first day of the twelfth lunar month, Jia Cong slept until lunch time.
The fire in the room provided a steady stream of heat, and the two maids Ji Xiang and Ruyi brought warm water. Jia Cong washed his face and finally woke up from his dazed state.
"Third Master, Master Qiao Jin is here."
Ok?
With Qiao Jin's temperament, he would not visit other people's homes as it was almost time for lunch.
So, something big must have happened!
Sure enough, when Jia Cong personally greeted him, Qiao Jin held a letter in his hand and hurried into the small courtyard despite the heavy snow.
"Your Majesty, something big has happened. Urgent news just came from Uszang. Zhang Dehai, the minister in charge of Tibet, led more than ten or twenty people. Taking advantage of the absence of King Chanhua Zhabasanluo, they suddenly rushed into King Chanhua's residence. Liewudong killed all the Westerners in Liewudong City and built a Jingguan..."
After reading the letter in his hand, it reported in detail the actions of Zhang Dehai, the minister in charge of Tibet, and Lexin, the chief military officer of Uzbekistan.
Zhang Dehai not only built a Jingguan in Liewudong that shocked the plateau, but also carried the heads of several barbarian leaders with long spears and circled around the residences of the major Dharma kings to "show off their power."
Finally, at the palace of Tsariba Dharma King, who gathered the dignitaries of the plateau, he coldly said a harsh word.
"I am staying in Chaliba, and I only have a few people under my command. If any of you want to rebel, you can sacrifice my head to the flag."
"But before you rebel, you'd better think carefully about whether your heads can withstand the mighty cannons of the Chinese Empire when the army of the Kingdom of China is sent to the plateau!"
According to the letter, Lexin, the commander-in-chief of Uzbekistan, conducted a drill outside Tsariba City that day.
Like the thunder from the sky, the people of Chaliba all over the city were so frightened that they did not dare to speak loudly, for fear that they would offend the nobles of the Han family and be blown into ashes by the court's thunder.
"This... is so beautifully done!"
Sure enough, Daxia's military generals were ruthless enough, but there were always a few civil servants who were even more ruthless than the military generals.
It was not uncommon in Daxia for people like Zhang Dehai to take his men and horses to chop off people's heads and melon seeds for fun.
But this man was really amazing. He actually used a spear to pick the head of the barbarian leader and went around the city of Tsariba to warn the French nobles.
However, those rebellious careerists will not be intimidated by a small Yiren Jingguan and a few cannon fires.
Jia Cong didn't even bother to eat, so he pulled Qiao Jin into the carriage, and the two of them hurried to the palace.
The prince just got married yesterday, and he exercised too much at night. He originally wanted to have a good rest in the gentle countryside, but he didn't expect that he would have to rush documents from 800 miles to Beijing early in the morning.
As a last resort, the prince abandoned his delicate wife and came to Qinzheng Hall with his back on his back.
Why do you think the emperor is not here?
After the emperor drank tea from his new wife, he had already gone to Longshou Palace.
The big bosses from the cabinet and the Governor's Office of the Fifth Army were all there. Liu Hong did not rush to discuss the matter. Instead, he asked the chamberlain Gong'e to bring plates of food, each with a small table, and chatted while eating.
"There will be no problem in Uzang for the time being, but the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, so we still have to prepare early. Chiliuchiliu~"
"What Governor Niu said, I also think we need to be prepared. It's best to have Shaanxi, Sichuan, and Guizhou prepare to send troops to the plateau. I just wonder if the Ministry of Industry can send some more firearms? Chi-li-chi-li. ~"
"This is a trouble. It's difficult to travel on the plateau, not to mention that our artillery is big... Chi Liu Chi Liu~"
Jia Cong took a sip of the steaming rice porridge, which finally put some heat in his hungry belly.
He thought about the situation on the plateau, shook his head and said: "The larger the caliber of the artillery, the greater the weight. It is too difficult to rush to support the army at this time. In this way, I asked the Ministry of Industry to stop building artillery recently and make all-out efforts to manufacture grenades, etc. Small arms…”
"Grenade? This thing is good!"
Niu Jizong slapped his thigh and laughed: "I tried it a few days ago. Hand grenades combined with light cavalry are simply powerful weapons for charging into battle..."
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I’ll stop here tonight and continue tomorrow. Good night!
(End of this chapter)