Chapter 49: Finding Housing for Four Thousand People
"Humph, you are indeed guilty."
The ministers were even more terrified when they heard this.
"We, your servants, deserve death. We hope Your Majesty will calm down and take care of your health."
The implicated court officials looked at the Third Prince's party with unpleasant expressions.
You guys are courting death, why do you have to involve these innocent people?
They are so wronged!
The emperor looked at Shen Zhao and Xie Yuheng, his expression softened a bit. He still liked simple-minded warriors more. His tone softened a bit: "My two beloved ministers, please stand up. I know your grievances. I know that everything you did was for the soldiers of the Jingzhong Army. I will make a decision for you and the soldiers of the Jingzhong Army."
Chen Zhao kowtowed repeatedly, "Your Majesty is wise and wise. On behalf of the four thousand soldiers, I thank you for your grace."
"But I have one more request." Chen Zhao did not stand up, but continued, "I want to ask for a safe place for those four thousand soldiers."
"That's not difficult. They are the men who defend their country. You don't need to beg me, and I won't let them sleep on the ground any longer."
Apart from anything else, this taciturn guy really cares about his subordinates and is worthy of being the commander-in-chief of the Beijing Army.
The emperor now found Shen Zhao more pleasing to the eye, even though he spoke a little bluntly.
Although his behavior was a bit disconcerting.
But it cannot be denied that everything he did and sought was not for himself, but for his soldiers.
A cunning look flashed in Chen Zhao's eyes. "On my way from the camp to the city, I passed by a vacant land of 150 mu! That land was the enclosure where Master Pang and others planned to build the Poetry Academy.
It was filled with timber for building the poetry academy, and there were ready-made workers on site.
I think that there are already several poetry academies in the capital, and that piece of vacant land is surrounded by teahouses and taverns, which is exactly what I have in mind for the ideal accommodation for the soldiers. Therefore, I ask the emperor to grant that piece of vacant land to the four thousand poor soldiers who sleep on the ground.
Master Pang and the others immediately widened their eyes.
He really dared to speak.
The vacant land was located on the outskirts of the city, backed by mountains and rivers. They chose to build a poetry academy there so that they could travel and enjoy the scenery in the future.
They even bought the vacant land next to it at a high price.
The purpose of building teahouses and wine shops was to make some business from the poetry academy and increase income.
If that piece of vacant land was used as residence for the soldiers in the capital.
Wouldn't all their calculations be in vain?
Even the vacant land bought at a high price has become wasteland.
Can we still expect those 4,000 poor soldiers in the capital to have enough money to go to their teahouses and taverns for entertainment and contribute money?
Pang Qingyun was the first to speak up, as he held the largest stake. "Your Majesty, General Chu's proposal is inappropriate. The land on that plot of land has long been used to build a poetry academy.
The students of Beijing Middle School, and even the students in nearby cities and counties, all knew that the court was going to build a poetry academy for them in the suburbs of Beijing.
If this poetry academy is not built, what will happen to those students? "
Of course, Chen Zhao knew that Pang Qingyun would jump out to oppose it, and he had already thought of how to deal with it.
"Master Pang! It seems that everyone in the world should be concerned about you scholars.
Building another poetry academy is just another place for you to have fun.
But for us soldiers who defend our country, what we lack is the housing we deserve!
Master Pang, God is watching what you do. Aren't you afraid of God's punishment for looking down on us warriors like this?
After all, without us warriors whom you scholars look down upon, how could you enjoy your life and build a poetry academy?
Take your sour poems? Take your arms that are so weak that they can only lift a brush? We don’t ask for much, no extravagance or enjoyment, just a place to live, is that not enough?
Or is it that you, Grand Tutor Pang, have evil intentions and cannot bear to see our officers and men living and working in peace and contentment like the common people, and you are determined to put them to death? Grand Tutor Pang, I dare to ask what on earth is driving you to surrender to the enemy and betray your country!
Pang Qingyun wished he could take off his shoes and socks and stuff them into this idiot's mouth.
Yesterday they said he was making a fortune, and today they say he was betraying his country.
I must put him to death!
After the morning court session yesterday, the emperor found a reason to send the prince to the temporary palace.
He knew that the emperor was warning the prince, and even more so, warning those behind the prince.
The prince, who never missed the morning court, did not show up today.
This Chu Bangchui is here to defeat them.
"General Chu, please stop lying, gentleman..."
"You idiot gentleman! How dare you call yourself a gentleman? Are there any gentlemen like you? All the gentlemen in the world are dead. It's not your turn to be called a gentleman.
The reason you are trying so hard to stop it is because those newly built teahouses and wine shops around here are your businesses, Master Pang!
You scholars are the most cunning people in the world. There are obviously places to build poetry academies, but you divided them into several areas.
So that you can embezzle and make money..."
Pang Qingyun's face instantly turned the color of liver.
Why is this guy a human being! Doesn’t he understand the ways of a gentleman?
He keeps talking about shit and fart, and now he's accusing him of corruption. If he keeps talking like that, he'll be like a rebel.
"Chu Xiaoer..."
"That's enough! How can we tolerate your unruly behavior in the court? I'll follow Lord Chu's advice and allocate that vacant land to the Jingzhong Army for their residence. And since it's the Jingzhong Army's residence, you can give up all those teahouses and taverns under your command and allocate them to the Jingzhong Army as compensation."
The emperor's face darkened.
It's really useless to warn them, isn't it?
Pang Qingyun choked and his face turned pale immediately. He dared not say anything.
"I would like to express my gratitude to Your Majesty for the grace of giving 150 acres of land to the army in Beijing to build residences. I would also like to thank Master Pang and others for their selfless donations." Shen Zhao said happily.
In addition to Pang Qingyun, several other ministers had dark faces.
They all blamed Master Pang in their hearts.
What are Xia and Chu Bangchui arguing about for no reason?
At worst, I can just sell those teahouses and restaurants.
Now it’s good, it’s given away for free.
General's Mansion.
Chu Mu finally couldn't hold it in anymore after Shen Zhao left.
He quickly got up from the bed and went straight to the bathroom. He went in with a red face and came out with a dark face.
Looking at the complicated dress on my body, I wish I could tear it into pieces.
Women's skirts are truly the most disgusting things, no doubt about it.
A faint smell of urine wafted out as he walked.
Ouch! He peed his skirt!
Oh! He forgot he was a woman.
Oh! No one told him that women cannot urinate while standing in their skirts.
Huh...
Hoho…
His whole face was terribly gloomy, and he remembered that the robes he wore when he was young were still there.
He immediately rummaged through the drawers and found those dark robes.
I put it on and it fits perfectly.
Looking at the high-spirited A Zhao in the bronze mirror.
His A Zhao is so beautiful.
But this woman's bun is really an eyesore.
He quickly untied his hair and combed it back into his usual style.
This looks much more comfortable.
He had breakfast under the surprised and astonished eyes of the servants in the mansion, and then got on the mansion's carriage and headed straight for Zhuque Street.
The carriage was about to stop outside Jinyuxuan.
A sharp female voice came from Jinyuxuan.
"Bitch, you are just a dog of our Shen family. Who gave you the courage to ask me for money?
This shop belongs to our Shen family. I am the second daughter of the Shen family. How dare you stop me from taking my things?"
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