Chapter 558
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Since the first ray of sunshine in the morning illuminates the glazed tiles, the sound of the morning bell has resounded throughout the palace with red walls.
In the Sanyang Hall, the sandalwood scent lingers in the Kirin stove with golden beast patterns, making the birds and beasts carved on the red beams come to life.
In front of the Dragon Case, Jingtai heard the sound of the bell and opened his eyes under his crown. With a hint of sleepiness in his majestic eyes, he saw clearly distinguished beasts, civil and military officials below.
"A mysterious eye suddenly appeared in the North Sea. It was bottomless. Many ships from Beifeng disappeared near it, but they reappeared in the East China Sea."
"The Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Regions sent envoys, hoping to set up a temple in the Imperial Capital to preach."
"There is a shortage of food and wages in southern Xinjiang..."
Eunuchs wearing black gauze hats and scarlet python robes read loudly about major events, all of which were related to the nine heavens and ten places, the country, the country, and the country.
After almost speaking, he asked at the end:
"My lords, do you have a charter?"
The words echoed in the quiet hall.
The courtiers all looked at their noses with their eyes, and their noses looked at their hearts, without saying a word.
It is not appropriate to express your opinions on important matters like these in the court. When discussing politics in the court, you usually focus on matters that have already been resolved by each party and observe the attitudes and trends of the officials.
In layman's terms, the court is not a place where things are done, but a place where power is intertwined.
After a long silence, Emperor Jingtai said:
"In this case, there is no reason to retreat from the court."
"I have something I want to tell your Majesty."
At this time, Song Baiyue, the Minister of Rites, came out and bowed:
"The Hidden Dragon Conference has just ended. I thought that before entering Tianren City, we can hold another grand gathering, one to reward all the Hidden Dragons, and the other to have fun with the people."
All the officials and nobles in the palace looked at each other in confusion, wondering what the Minister of Rites intended to do when he suddenly made this strange suggestion.
Unsure of his intentions, the court remained silent.
However, several public officials came out to object:
"To set up another celebration will waste people and money."
"If His Highness loses, what's the point of holding a celebration?"
"Well, look, it's just wood oil that's necessary."
I held another celebration out of nowhere, let’s not mention other things for now, but I have to go to work again.
Who would be willing to find a class for themselves without any benefit?
But Song Shangshu smiled slightly and said:
"This celebration I'm talking about is a Hundred Flowers Festival, where we invite the most beautiful women on the Hundred Flowers List to come to Beijing to perform, such as playing a piece of music, singing a song, etc..."
There was a gasp of cold air among the civil and military officials.
Those who pretended to be asleep no longer pretended to be asleep, and those who were wandering around were no longer wandering around. The old and frail people suddenly stood up, and even the Confucian scholars in the Imperial Academy looked slightly solemn.
"Hey, I told you that Lao Song made the Ministry of Etiquette flourish, so he must have his own skills. I think this proposal is good!"
"Since ancient times, as long as there are talented people, there will also be beautiful women. There are Qianlong Conferences and hundreds of flowers events. They are reasonable and courteous, benefiting the country and the people, and benefiting the country and the people!"
"Yes, this just shows that our country is thriving and singing and dancing!"
"Okay, okay, when I think of this situation, I get very excited about poetry. As the saying goes... I am so crazy about being a teenager that one verse is better than six verses!"
"So wet, so wet..."
The court hall became lively for a while, everyone was united and united.
Emperor Jingtai has never seen this scene since he came to the throne.
In the past, when ministers quarreled in the court, it was common to see them get bruised and bruised.
But not everyone is in high spirits.
The Minister of the Ministry of Finance strode out:
"I object!"
"Um?"
The officials looked at him with an unkind expression and were about to start shouting. A few generals who were not good at words rolled up their sleeves and were ready to let this old boy see the truth.
"The national treasury is empty. Raising the dragon temple costs a lot every year. Now we have to hold a flower festival. Where will the money come from?"
"I don't want to ruin your elegance, but now all the debts owed have been put to use."
"Should we use the money to support Longguan, or use the money to build big ships in Beifeng, or use the money for the military in southern Xinjiang?"
The Minister of Household Affairs in charge of finance threw the problem out.
Then he looked at King Zhennan.
The King of Zhennan nodded slightly and said: "Military and state affairs are not trivial, and military pay cannot be touched."
There is no need for people on the clan side to speak.
Beifeng...the boats have been built, should they be dismantled and sold?
At this time, the Minister of Rites seemed to have a solution, saying:
"How about this? We can ask wealthy businessmen to sponsor us and let them fund our grand event."
"When they gain fame, we don't have to pay. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"
"Hey, Song Shangshu, your special wife is really a genius!"
So the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty unanimously approved it.
Emperor Jingtai had no reason to refuse, so he took the Bahuang Liuhe seal and stamped it.
On the same day, he announced to the world that he was calling the women on the Hundred Flowers List to the capital, and sincerely looking for sponsors with generous conditions.
For a time, those who were richest in the world all flocked to him.
After all, working for the imperial court can still lead to an official position without real power.
Don't underestimate the power of this condition.
No matter what you do in the future, as long as you have the title of "working for the imperial court", it will be justified and authorized by the imperial power.
Wait until summer comes.
A unique 'tendering meeting' has been held in the Imperial Palace. The meeting was hosted by officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Household Affairs. Those gathered here were all wealthy businessmen who could communicate with the gods through money.
Everyone from the four major trading firms has arrived.
Among them was Hengtong Trading Company, and here was an old acquaintance, Sun Gui.
There is also the Qingmu Society, which is famous for selling medicinal materials. One out of every three pills in the world is made by them. Their representative is a master of alchemy.
Of course, some people appear to be representatives of the Qingmu Society, but they are actually the heads of the Blood Refining Hall....
The other two are the Jinqian Gang and the Caishen Bank.
The tea is fragrant, and the wealthy businessmen are drinking tea, waiting for the masters to come out.
"Brother Sun, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to be transferred to the Imperial Capital. You are getting more prosperous."
The head of the Blood Refining Hall, who was wearing green clothes and without the half-mask, smiled.
"Lucky, I met a noble person to help me. Brother Lu, you have a good chance to refine a magic pill in the future."
Sun Gui smiled with fat wrinkles all over his face. The Qingmu Society and Hengtong Business have a lot of cooperation.
Representative Lu looked at the wealthy businessmen coming and going and whispered:
"There are so many people coming, but they are just like this. In my opinion, the one who really has the chance to win the imperial crown is your God of Wealth who is prosperous in wealth."
Hearing the meaning of probing the bottom, Sun Gui hurriedly said:
"I am just lucky. The noble who promoted me is the real God of Wealth. It's a pity that he didn't come today."
"Oh? This makes me curious, who is he?"
"I think Brother Lu also knows him, that is..."
Sun Gui just spoke.
At this moment, a low-key bronze carriage stopped at the door. Among the carriages with jewels and gems, it was particularly eye-catching.
Everyone was stunned, and then saw several people getting off the car, all wearing sunglasses, looking awesome and cool.
If you can add a theme song of Grand Theft Auto here, it will be quite appropriate and must be a five-star good citizen.
And the leader...
"Brother Li?!"
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