Chapter 545 The phenomenon of people-to-people exaggeration
Mu Yihan sat steadily on the seat, listening to the constant praise from below, the corners of his mouth could hardly be suppressed, and his heart had already burst into laughter.
Who else could be such a clever and intelligent person?
Of course it was his precious little cotton-padded jacket.
Originally, the morning court should have started at this time.
But Wu Que just raised his whisk, but was stopped by Mu Yihan's eyes. Wait, he still wants to listen to the rainbow farts for the lady.
Finally, at this time, I don’t know who said.
"How come you don't know who this hero is? You are so ignorant!"
"The one who took the lead this time is our Princess Fuxing!"
"She was the first to use Ming paper and wear Xiuyu in the mansion, so when the ladies came back, they were like possessed and had to imitate her!"
The ministers opened their eyes wide, shocked in their hearts.
The princess is only four years old, but she has such a skill?
If it were their children, at this age, they would be lucky to be able to go to the street to buy soy sauce, and they would not be able to think of disaster relief measures.
It seems that it is true that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes. The daughters of the imperial teachers all have the attributes of governing the country.
The court officials came to their senses and bowed to the high seat with awe on their faces.
"Master Imperial Master is wise and brave, even our princess takes after you!"
"With such a smart and people-loving princess, our Nanji will surely prosper for thousands of years!"
"The princess is really a timely rain, relieving the plight of the disaster victims. We are so lucky to have her!" Everyone shouted in unison, and at the same time knelt on the ground, their tone full of joy and admiration. Although
Mu Yihan's face was calm, his heart had already been surging wildly, and he was happier than hearing praises for himself.
Wu Que also smiled so hard that his eyes were slits, and he hurriedly took note of the flattery of the courtiers, and told Chunmei and the others after returning to Longxuan Palace.
There were not many important matters discussed in the morning court today.
The main focus was still on Xiucheng.
Intentionally or unintentionally, Mu Yihan revealed to the ministers that Xiao Nuobao had taken the initiative to take out his own money to add to the national treasury.
As a result, everyone was so moved that they almost cried.
For a while, the praise and admiration for Xiao Nuobao spread from person to person in the court!
After the court was dismissed, the ministers hurried home and told their families about it in vivid detail.
Within two days, the virtues of Xiao Nuobao spread from the mouths of people in various mansions to the streets.
When the people in Beijing learned about it, they were all surprised.
I dare not imagine that the popularity of Xiuyu and Ming paper this time was actually a plan of the four-year-old princess to save the victims!
Throughout the dynasties, there are countless royal grandchildren and noble daughters who love to spend lavishly.
But in their dynasty, the only little princess is not arrogant and extravagant, but also cares about the country and the people.
This is simply a blessing for all the people!
The common people, like the court officials, were all deeply moved. Even some people who didn't like to follow the trend, now took out money and insisted on buying some Xiuyu.
The princess took the lead in saving the victims, so how could they fall behind.
From time to time, Mu Yihan sent Wu Que out of the palace to sneak into the market and pretend to eavesdrop. After hearing a lot of support for Nuobao, he came back to tell him to satisfy the father's love for his daughter. Upon
learning that the prestige of the national master and his daughter had greatly increased, Gu Yiyi frowned and was very confused over at the casino.
"Ah Quan, are the people on the street really saying that?"
The casino owner hung his head. "Yes, they are all saying that it is a blessing for all the people in Nanji to have a national teacher and a princess now. This year, taxes have been reduced, and life is stable. In the future, there will definitely be... a century of prosperity."
Gu Yiyi fell into a wave of memories. Her
fingers dug into her palms tightly.
But it's not right...
She clearly remembered that in the book she had traveled into, at this point in time, Mu Yihan, as the villain, was notorious and everyone was calling for his death!
What happened in the middle?
Why did his reputation change so much? He
was supposed to be a tyrant, and everyone was supposed to attack him? How come he became a wise ruler instead!
Gu Yiyi couldn't help but slam the table and stood up, and a wave of irritation surged on her pretty face.
Her plan was to change the dynasty when the people of Nan Ji were in dire straits, and then unify the countries so that her name could be passed down through the ages.
But she didn't expect that the people of Nan Ji were so blind?
In that case, don't blame her for not waiting.
Just let them see the power of firearms!
Gu Yiyi turned her head to look at the shopkeeper and said impatiently, "A Quan, send a message back to Wala!"
"Let the firearms army intensify their training and be prepared. When the spring comes next year, it will be the time for us Wala's iron cavalry to flatten Nan Ji!" She narrowed her eyes suddenly.
At this moment, Wala was still spending a lot of money to buy asphalt from various states.
In order to build more firearms, the royal family of the Oirat followed Gu Yiyi's orders and even imposed harsh taxes to squeeze out the money to buy the asphalt.
At first, the people could barely bear it, but when the cold winter came, they were already hungry and had to pay a head tax on an empty stomach just to support the firearms army.
Looking at the hungry children and the skinny old parents, the Oirat people gradually changed from complaining to resentment.
"If we starve to death at home, will the saint know?"
"Humph, the saint only knows about the army and the royal family, how can she care about the lives of us ordinary people!"
But even though it cost so much manpower and money, the firearms built by the Oirat were still of ancient style.
A musket can only be loaded with three bullets at most.
Although Gu Yiyi had advanced weapons, Wala did not have someone as capable as Lin Chunlai to disassemble and replicate her firearms.
Gu Yiyi did not care at all, thinking that the ancient tribe was backward and could win by numbers.
But she had no idea that at this time, in Cangcheng, 200 miles away from the capital, Lin Chunlai had already made a large number of grenades "thanks to her"!
The two spears she presented as tribute had already been deciphered by Lin Chunlai, and the drawings had been drawn...
...
It was snowing again, but fortunately there was no snow in Xiucheng.
Several carriages loaded with Xiuyu jewelry and freshly cut flower-shaped paper came into the capital.
Xiao Lan had been working hard for several days, so it was his turn to take a break, with Ali accompanying him to escort the carriage.
After Ali delivered the goods, he used the silver he earned to buy a batch of rice, flour, grain and oil, his face full of joy, ready to go back and distribute them to the victims. Before leaving Beijing
, of course he had to report his achievements to Xiao Nuobao and the imperial teacher.
Snowflakes fell in front of the palace, Chunmei hurriedly cleaned it up, and handed him a blanket to wipe the soles of his boots.
Seeing that Ali had lost weight, Mu Yihan snorted coldly, "I asked you to help with disaster relief, but you look more like a disaster victim. If you only care about your job and get hungry, don't think about it being considered a work injury when you come back."
Little Nuobao jumped and laughed, knowing that his father was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
So, of course, she had to say caring words, so she took a big bag and stuffed it into Ali's arms.
"Uncle Ali, take this, so you can save it for the way back, don't just work and get hungry."
There were two boxes of "Black Clouds Stepping on Snow" she brought from home, and several sealed tubes of goat milk tea, all filled with small ingredients.
Ali opened it and took a look, then leaned over and kissed Nuobao twice, smiling happily.
"My little ancestor, these will satisfy my hunger on the road. I'll only eat one box of snacks, and save the other box for Xiao Lanyi!"
He was very happy. Jiang Fengze came back from Cangcheng right after he left the palace.
He reported that Lin Chunlai could start work.
However, after learning about the arrangements for the snowstorm, Jiang Fengze was so anxious that he didn't even plan to go home. He wanted to catch up with Ali and go together.
Wu Que was busy flattering him.
"As expected of the princess's third brother, Uncle cares so much about the disaster victims, I am really touched."
Mu Yihan rubbed his brows and pointed out, "You flatterer, you can't see that, he is not thinking about the disaster at all, he is obviously thinking about the person in Xiucheng."
Little Nuobao smiled and winked, climbed up his father's legs with his hands and feet, and then pulled his clothes mischievously.
Is there any need to say this?
Of course, the only one who can make the third brother "abandon" the family is Brother Xiao.
But mother doesn't know about this yet, so don't expose it, otherwise the third brother will be in trouble.
Mu Yihan understood the hint of the lady, so he picked up Fatty and went to fiddle with the plums on the table, leaving Wu Que alone to think hard.
Wu Que scratched his head for a long time, and finally slapped his thigh, his eyes widened.
"I understand, Master Imperial Master, could it be that the one that Master is thinking about... is Ali!"
"Ah, Chunmei, Xizi, all of you come here quickly, I know why Ali has never gotten married..."
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