Chapter 348 (Additional Words) The Little Scholar in Male Disguise and the Amazing Emperor 5
The scholar who asked the question was moved and ashamed: "Brother He, you care about the people. Compared with you, I am too narrow-minded."
Having said that, he put down his chopsticks and stopped touching the meat in front of him.
He Wenxin pretended not to notice Yelu Zongzheng's attention to him, waved his hand, and said solemnly: "If the people in the southeast can get through the difficulties as soon as possible, it doesn't matter if I eat vegetarian food for the rest of my life."
When the court officials and scholars around heard this, they all admired He Wenxin's kind character.
Yelu Zongzhen, who was sitting at the top, also had some impression of him.
He...what was that? It seems to be the son of the Minister of Revenue.
The article was well written, but the viewpoint was mediocre, not as good as the top scholar he had chosen. However, if he had good character, he could be kept for future observation.
The topic shifted to the hungry disaster victims in southeastern Taiwan, and the atmosphere became heavy.
Many people at the table, either sincerely or out of pretense, put down their chopsticks and stopped eating to avoid leaving a cold-hearted impression on His Majesty.
Only Chajiu was still enjoying his meal; the plate of venison in front of him was almost empty.
Everyone looked at her.
Yelu Zongzheng also looked at her and suddenly asked, "Would you like another plate of venison?"
He asked this sincerely, out of concern.
He didn't know why, but seeing Cha Jiu eating contentedly, Yelu Zongzheng felt inexplicably happy.
It's like feeding a kitten.
Moreover, this young top scholar is too thin and frail. He will fall down if the wind blows. He needs to eat more and gain more weight.
But when this sentence fell into the ears of many people, it was interpreted as sarcasm.
——People are suffering so much, and you still want to continue eating
Cha Jiu looked at the empty plate, licked his lips, and couldn't help but said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the gift. This venison is really delicious."
What this means is, please have another dish.
Yelu Zongzheng shook his head and laughed secretly, and asked someone to send some more to her.
Someone said in a gloomy tone, "Master He has a good appetite, but it's a pity that the people in the southeast have dug up even the roots of trees and grasses. Now they can only eat soil to fill their stomachs, and even exchange their own children for food."
Cha Jiu paused while picking up the meat and looked at the man in confusion: "If I don't have a good appetite, wouldn't all the food on the table be thrown into the garbage can and wasted? The people in the southeast don't have enough food to eat, so those of us who can eat should cherish every bit of food in front of us and not waste it."
The man's face turned pale: "That's not what I meant."
"Then what does Lord Chen mean?" Cha Jiu knew that this old guy who was looking for trouble was from He Jinfu's faction.
"When natural disasters strike, people suffer. We should be more concerned about them and help them overcome the difficulties together."
Cha Jiu chuckled: "Can eating vegetarian food and praying for blessings solve the problem?"
Lord Chen immediately said: "Could it be that Lord He has already come up with a solution?"
He Wenxin picked up the wine glass and drank, hiding the smile on her lips. She thought that He Yanyang was really impatient and fell into the trap so easily.
Now the national treasury is tight and there is no extra money to provide relief to the southeast. What else can we do except pray?
Now that Cha Jiu has said that he doesn't think highly of the blessing method, he has to come up with some practical and effective methods.
Cha Jiu swallowed the venison he had been chewing slowly and said slowly, "I do have a plan."
Lord Chen snorted coldly: "I'm all ears."
Cha Jiuxu said: "Since money cannot be taken from the national treasury, we can only rely on donations from court officials."
Lord Chen thought she could come up with some amazing ideas, but he didn't expect her to come up with an old-fashioned one, so he couldn't help but sneer.
Yelu Zongzhen was also a little disappointed.
The method of asking court officials to donate money has been tried long ago.
But these people could only cry about being poor, and in the end the money they collected was not even enough to buy relief grain for an entire county.
Lord Chen said: "The officials in the disaster-stricken areas in the southeast have already made donations..."
"I haven't finished yet." Cha Jiu interrupted, and then continued: "The donation from the court officials is only the first step. Once this is done, the noble families, merchants, gentry and landlords below will all donate money to support the disaster-stricken areas in the southeast. A little bit of accumulation will add up to a lot, and the rich areas will help the poor. At least a considerable amount of money can be collected for relief."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This is to strip the rich people in Beijing of their skin.
Yelu Zongzhen pondered for a moment, and his tall figure stood up and left the table.
Take Cha Jiu with you.
"You come with me."
Cha Jiu agreed and followed his footsteps.
Yelu Zongzheng drank a lot of wine, but he did not sit in the sedan chair. Instead, he and Cha Jiu walked in the palace corridor one after the other.
The palace maids who were following him slowed down a few steps to give the emperor and his minister some space to have a private conversation.
"Your idea is good, but if you want people below to donate more, then the court officials must take the lead in donating more." Yelu Zongzheng frowned and pointed out the problem, "But now these people would rather cry about their poverty than show their wealth. What should we do?"
Sometimes I really want to raid the homes of these court officials!
Cha Jiu smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, this is not difficult to do."
Yelu Zongzheng stopped and looked at her in surprise: "Tell me about this matter. If you can do it well, I will reward you."
Cha Jiu glanced around and said cautiously, "I am sorry for the offense. Your Majesty, please listen carefully."
Having said that, she tiptoed over and whispered the plan to him.
Yelu Zongzhen was slightly stunned before he could react.
In front of him was Cha Jiu's slender jade neck, and he could even see the fine hair at the end of her hair. In his ears was the clear sound of the breeze blowing on the hilltops, like a gossamer entering his ears, numbing and itchy.
You can also smell a light jasmine scent.
This man...also uses floral scent to fumigate his clothes
Yelu Zongzhen couldn't help but feel confused.
After Cha Jiu finished speaking, he stepped back and looked at Yelu Zongzheng with bright eyes, as if waiting for his opinion.
Yelu Zongzheng put his fist to his lips and coughed twice in embarrassment: "I didn't hear you clearly just now, please say it again."
“…”
Cha Jiu whispered it again.
This time Yelu Zongzheng heard it clearly and was surprised again: "Your method... is really damaging."
Cha Jiu whispered in his ear: "It doesn't matter if I lose my dignity as long as I can help your majesty."
There was something ambiguous and seductive in her behavior.
But who knew that after hearing this, Yelu Zongzheng laughed, reached out and patted her on the back of her head affectionately, and said in a serious tone: "I know your loyalty."
Cha Jiu: ""
no.
The look in the eyes of this lucky boy was not right.
It's obvious that the elders are looking at a young boy.
Or maybe the owner is looking at his favorite pet dog!
The system said quietly, "You are indeed a young boy right now, and... to some extent, you are indeed a lackey of Yelu Zongzheng."
Although Cha Cha is beautiful.
Very beautiful running dog.
Cha Jiu: “…” I’m speechless. My husband has become my boss.
As it was getting late, Cha Jiu was arranged to stay overnight in the palace.
Yelu Zongzhen was in a good mood and returned to the Qinzheng Hall.
He was seen sitting on the desk with a pen in front of him, rewriting the words "礼" that Cha Jiu had written for him at the banquet.
On the snow-white rice paper, the handwriting is bold and vigorous, like a swimming dragon, revealing the majestic aura of a world overlord, and is even more powerful and sharp than Cha Jiu's thin gold style.
There is no trace of the clumsy look of not knowing calligraphy.
"Congratulations, Yan Yang."
Yelu Zongzhen looked at the words written by his pen, but read out a name that had nothing to do with it.
It was obvious where his heart was at this moment.
Yelu Zongzheng was interested.
He thought, he knew who he wanted to cultivate.
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