"Junior brother, what are you doing?"
Wei Wuyin saw Qin Yuan stand up and knock on the partition at a unique frequency. He was very puzzled and asked.
"Nothing, just asking His Majesty to sternly reject this matter."
Qin Yuan turned around and stretched calmly.
What?
reject?
Wei Wuyin was stunned for a moment, his mouth wide open, and exclaimed, "Junior Brother, could there be some hidden meaning behind this marriage proposal?"
"There's no mystery." Qin Yuan shook his head.
"Then why do you ask His Majesty to reject it outright? Could it be that you have a better solution to the Tibetan problem?"
Wei Wuyin asked hurriedly.
Qin Yuan shook his head again and spread his hands, saying, "Brother Wei, you think too highly of me. I really don't have any other options."
"Is there really no way?" Wei Wuyin squinted at Qin Yuan, his eyes full of suspicion.
Marriage, no, delete it. Proposing marriage is indeed beneficial to the Great Zhou and has no harm.
No matter how you analyze it, you should accept it, right?
Why refuse it?
If he refuses, it means that Qin Yuan has a better idea.
Otherwise, just based on the moral integrity of this guy who could confidently propose mixing rice bran and sand into the life-saving food of the victims, it would be impossible to refuse such a good idea.
Many times, he wanted to cut out the heart of his junior brother Qin Yuan to see what color it was.
He really wanted to see what kind of heart could produce such a cruel and ruthless person who would cheat others one after another, yet be so kind to those close to him.
So, based on Wei Wuyin's experience analysis.
There must be a big problem here!
"There's really no way." Qin Yuan shrugged and said affirmatively.
"Then why did you refuse?" Wei Wuyin showed his disbelief, narrowed his eyes, and was determined to pull out Qin Yuan's trump card.
Qin Yuan stretched his arms and put his hands behind his head. He looked up at Youyou and said, "As a man, you don't want to fight for peace with your own hands, but rely on the sacrifice of a woman. I, Qin Yuan, can't afford to lose face like this."
Um?
Well……
Are you, Qin Yuante, such a person?
Even if you kill Lao Chen, I won’t believe it!
Wei Wuyin's thick eyebrows furrowed, and he asked again, "Is it that simple?"
"Of course, it's that simple."
Qin Yuan grinned, resting his head on his arm, and said innocently, "It wasn't my responsibility before. This matter of marriage has nothing to do with me."
"Now, I have a say in government affairs. If I have to consider this matter of marriage again, I will feel guilty."
"Today, you sacrifice a girl to marry, and tomorrow you will dare to do something even more outrageous."
“A true man has things he does and things he doesn’t do.”
Wei Wuyin looked at Qin Yuan silently, unable to speak for a moment.
Junior brother, ah, junior brother.
When Old Chen said this, I, your senior brother, listened to it and was even moved to tears.
But it's really hard to accept when you say it...
"Lian'er." Qin Yuan called in a low voice without avoiding Wei Wuyin.
Wei Wuyin chuckled and said, "Okay, okay, kid, no matter how righteous your words are, you will have to take action in the end."
Let me see what you can do!
After a while, Jinlian considerately brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and stood aside obediently to grind them for Qin Yuan.
"You are worthy of being my good Lian'er. You understand without me having to explain."
Jinlian raised the corners of her mouth slightly, smiled faintly, dipped the pen in ink, and handed it to Qin Yuan.
Qin Yuan took it with a smile and scribbled a line of words on the paper, "Okay, Lian'er."
Jinlian nodded, put the note away, and disappeared from the room again.
Wei Wuyin: “???”
Am I here to eat dog food?
What's with this sour taste in my mouth?
Go back and try it with your wife.
…
Inside the hall.
As soon as Yan Jiaoran finished speaking, the entire hall became unusually quiet. Even the breathing and heartbeats of the people could not be heard.
The whole atmosphere froze in an instant.
The ministers were also confused by Yan Jiaoran's words.
What's going on?
Why don't you agree?
What if this angers the Tibetan kings and they become furious and harass the border?
How much would it cost to go to war between the two countries? How many people in the Great Zhou would be displaced? How many people in the Great Zhou would lose their families?
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why can't you understand?
It would be numb if no one was used.
Why is it so difficult to be the Minister of Revenue?
Everyone says that the Minister of Revenue is the God of Wealth and that the Ministry of Revenue is a lucrative place.
But since he took office, not to mention money, there hasn't even been much oil and water.
Every year they just look forward to that little bit of tax, and they live a tight life by taking money from one pocket to put it in another.
Especially last year, it was completely off the mark.
There were droughts, wars, and epidemics. At the end of the year, the Huns invaded and the war even spread to the capital.
The national treasury was so empty that horses could run through it, and this woman still made a promise and raised the soldiers' pensions by several percentage points out of thin air.
If Your Majesty hadn't made some unexpected fortunes, the Ministry of Revenue would have collapsed long ago.
In addition, he worked so hard that he tried all kinds of borrowing, increasing revenue and reducing expenditure, and all kinds of shameless means, and finally he managed to plug the huge black hole.
I originally wanted to recuperate and live a peaceful life.
As a result, at the beginning of the year, the entire Taishan Ceremony started.
The daily food and fodder for about two thousand people, as well as the expenses for the celebration, add up to an astronomical figure.
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