Chapter 77: Emperor and Ministers
Rong Yue was silent for a moment and said, "Ziyun, last year the national treasury's tax revenue was 40 million taels, but only half of it was land tax. Moreover, natural disasters occurred frequently, and I worked day and night, but the people could not even get enough food and clothing." Rong Yue did not like extravagance, worked hard to govern the country, had a clear political system, and provided disaster relief to the people. He was a capable monarch.
Yet, the people under his rule were forced to sell their children and daughters because of poor harvests, unable to pay rent. Those who were better off could barely make ends meet. His eyes were icy. "Ultimately, it's all due to land annexation. The aristocratic families and officials are wantonly seizing the people's land, forcing them to become tenants. When bad years or natural disasters hit, they're forced to sell their children and daughters. They're a bunch of parasites trying to undermine the foundations of our Great Qin."
He had been planning reforms for a long time, but when he first came to the throne, the power of the aristocratic families was so intertwined that any single move could have an impact on the entire body.
During his more than twenty years in office, he clipped the wings of the disobedient and uprooted them, which is why there were no less than a dozen Grand Secretaries replaced in the previous ten years.
Of course, there is also the Prime Minister.
After ruling for many years, he was finally able to start reforms in a relatively clear court. For him, this was more than just a matter of a day or a night.
Su Qiyang is the perfect choice. He and Rong Yue are destined to be king and minister and leave their names in history.
The palace maids and eunuchs trembled in fear, but nodded in agreement in their hearts. Your Majesty is truly a wise ruler!
If it wasn't a matter of life and death, who would want to risk their life to enter the palace and become a maid or eunuch?
As the saying goes, the butt determines the head, and the truth is there.
Although Su Qiyang is a descendant of aristocratic family, he should naturally stand on the family's side and seek benefits for the family.
But he was a rebellious person. His ideal was to own thousands of mansions to shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy. He also hoped for a prosperous era where the people would have enough food and warm clothing.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to turn the knife against himself, and the first thing to be damaged was his interests.
Who can say that Su Qiyang is not lucky to have met a wise leader?
Their Great Qin monarch never killed meritorious officials.
As for the next generation of emperor, it doesn’t matter.
Rong Yue stood with his hands behind his back and continued, "This kingdom belongs to me, and also to the Great Qin. The people are part of the Great Qin. They can no longer survive, selling their children and enduring like hawks. When they can no longer endure, they will rise up like a landslide."
"Can I say that they are wronging the Qin Dynasty? Therefore, reform is imperative. Ziyun, are you at peace?"
"I am not such a mean and ungrateful person. A hundred years from now, you will be buried with the emperor in his mausoleum. I don't believe that future generations will dare to dig up his ancestral grave."
Su Qiyang was stunned. He knelt down like everyone else in the hall.
Oh my god.
His Majesty.
Don't always say such shocking things.
He was scared.
Can the imperial mausoleum be discussed?
As a result, not long after, Rong Yue helped Su Qiyang up.
The eunuchs and palace maids in the Weiyang Palace were once again convinced of the deep friendship between Prime Minister Su and His Majesty.
They are so redundant.
Su Qiyang's eyes were slightly red, and he held Rong Yue's hand, "Your Majesty, I have received your sincere treatment, and I will serve you till my death." His life was worth it.
Rong Yue's throat rolled slightly, and he turned his face away, "I can protect you, don't talk about life and death, you must not die, otherwise what if Chen'er comes to settle the score with me?" If you want to alienate the relationship between them as father and son, don't dream on.
Su Qiyang: The feeling of being touched came too quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Su Mansion.
Su Zhenzhen and Rong Jinchen were having breakfast at her own time, which was exactly nine o'clock in the morning.
She blinked and choked on the yolk of the tea egg. Rong Jinchen hurriedly picked up the teacup in front of him to moisten her throat.
Su Zhenzhen's face was red from coughing, as pink as peach blossoms in spring. She frowned, "Chenchen, my father is the Prime Minister?" Oh no, could it be that His Majesty is going to reform the law?
Thinking of the famous reforms in the history of her original time and space, the end of the people who led the reforms was so unbearable to watch.
Su Zhenzhen didn't pay attention to the words she blurted out next, but was immersed in her own thoughts.
Seeing that she had guessed that her father was going to reform the law without thinking, Rong Jinchen's eyes flashed with a smile, "Qingqing is really smart." He could also tell that his future father-in-law really doted on his precious daughter Qingqing, and did not have the ignorant idea of pedantic scholars who couldn't stand women interfering in politics.
Su Qiyang is indeed not pedantic, otherwise he would not want to change the law. Change of law itself is reform.
As for Su Zhenzhen, she admires people who dare to reform and implement changes.
But this really offends too many people.
She suddenly grasped Rong Jinchen's hand, and looked at him eagerly with wet eyes, her voice soft and sweet, "Chenchen, can you do me a favor~" She stretched out her hand and shook his arm, smiling sweetly, "OK~"
The tall man looked at her with a smile, a doting arc on the corner of his mouth, "I will not do business that will lose money." He pinched her chubby cheeks wantonly.
"Chenchen, my father is your future father-in-law. Can you send more guards to protect his personal safety? Otherwise, I'm not afraid that he will be put in a sack, but that his life may be in danger." What if? She stood up and sat in his arms, rubbing her little face into his neck, rubbing it coquettishly, and her two white arms hugged his lean and strong waist and back. "Okay~"
Rong Jinchen was so beautiful that his heart was bubbling. He held her snow-white face with his big, bony hands, and said in a tender tone with a gentle look, "I will listen to you, Qingqing. He is my future father-in-law." He chuckled softly, "But it's not my turn. The emperor is so eager to worship my future father-in-law."
Su Zhenzhen lifted her little face from his arms, and her confused look suddenly became clear, and she was confused with concern.
Judging from the close relationship between His Majesty and her father, there must be a backup plan.
Waste of feelings.
She simply put her hand on Rong Jinchen's straight and well-muscled shoulders, twisted her waist and stood up to continue eating.
Rong Jinchen curled the corners of his lips slightly, looked at her with lingering eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qingqing, I can't let you be like this." He reached out and held her sleeve.
Su Zhenzhen suddenly felt like a scumbag who favored Zhong Wuyan when there was trouble and Xia Yingchun when there was nothing to do.
She lowered her eyes and watched the man's slender fingers pulling at the corner of her clothes, and her heart suddenly softened.
hateful.
This man is getting better and better.
Acting like a spoiled child.
Is it true that when men act coquettishly, women’s souls will drift away?
She said seriously: "Chenchen, stop making trouble. Don't waste father's kindness." She was not full yet.
Rong Jinchen responded with a bit of disappointment, but said nothing. His voice was low and hoarse, with a seductive tone.
Sitting down again, Su Zhenzhen asked him, "Chenchen, are you going back to the palace soon?" She could already imagine His Majesty implementing reforms, and her father and elder brother Chenchen being busy as hell.
She was actually a little reluctant, and she looked up at Rong Jinchen, "I embroidered a sachet for you. It's not well embroidered, please don't mind." She shyly took out the sachet from her arms, which had a moon-white pattern of an iron-eating beast with silver thread.
Fortunately, Su Zhenzhen was wearing a cross-collared long skirt today, so she just needed to take it out from the belt and lapel.
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