It rained last night, and I could still feel the slightest bit of chill when I woke up in the morning.
From a certain corner in Hualin Garden, there was the sound of messy digging.
Sima Chi wielded a rake and turned over the ground covered with flowers and grass.
The palace people looked on and said nothing.
Situ Liu Tun, Taiwei Wang Yan, Shangshu Ling Yu Min, and General Wei Liang Fen looked at it and their eyes twitched.
The precious flowers and plants that Emperor Wu spent many years transplanting from various places are now in pieces under the rakes.
The emperor wanted to grow vegetables and solve the problem of food. In order to set an example, he even leveled a garden, which left people speechless.
How many years have flowers and plants grown on this land? Is it useful if you plow it now?
"The garden is so desolate, no wonder there is no food in the capital." Sima Chi said while digging the ground: "If all the officials and ministers can work hard like me and make a living, how can they be manipulated by treacherous ministers and thieves?"
I was a little out of breath when I spoke.
After all, he is a weak man. He cannot be like an old farmer who is sweating and still plowing the land hard. After plowing for a while, Sima Chi felt a little tired and didn't want to do it anymore, but for the sake of face, he gritted his teeth and persisted.
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"It's almost late spring, and the farming season is difficult. I want to plant vegetables and melons. I'll invite you to share with me then."
"Some people say that vegetables cannot be grown in this land, which is nonsense. Dozens of flowers and plants can flourish with the rain, dew, sun and moon. I can plant melon seedlings and they can bear fruit."
"Working hard to cultivate the land can also wash away the dust and cleanse the character. This is what you need most."
"Rice will be grown over Tianyuan Pond. After the autumn harvest, I can even fall asleep smelling the fragrance of rice and no longer be threatened by traitors."
The emperor was talking to himself, but his breathing became more and more severe, he gradually sweated like rain, and his face turned a little pale.
This job is too difficult!
It’s so difficult to grow vegetables and melons, and you sweat so much. How tired would you be if you were to grow corn, wheat, and rice?
"What's the use of these orchids? It's better to plant some spring leeks. I am the master of the world. I am a civilized and military expert, so I am a farmer." As he spoke, his hands were shaking a little, and he couldn't stop sweating.
"Your Majesty." Wang Yan signaled with his eyes, and the palace servants immediately stepped forward to support the emperor.
The emperor's sweat was no longer flowing in an ordinary way. It was flowing down uncontrollably, as if if he moved even slightly, the sweat would flow down like a stream.
"Your Majesty, please rest in peace." Liang Fen couldn't help but advise: "The affairs of the world are nothing more than everyone performing their duties. Farmers irrigate the gardens and cultivate the fields, warriors wield their weapons and work bravely, and the emperor should sit high in the hall and handle state affairs."
"Can Liang Qing fulfill his duties?" The emperor put down the rake, panted heavily and said in a mocking tone.
Sweat washed away the powder on his face, leaving ridiculous marks.
My temples were beating hard, as if they were about to explode.
My hands and feet are sore and weak, and I can't help but tremble.
Everything about him was stiff except his mouth.
Liang Fen was speechless.
No matter how the emperor said to him or scolded him, he remained silent because he had indeed failed the holy will and there was no excuse for this.
Today the emperor summoned several important ministers to question him and prepare to announce his ambitions. I don't know why, but he also called him.
Liang Fen didn't care, he just looked up and down, just like a wooden man.
If you want to scold me, scold me without hurting me at all.
If the emperor could calm down by being scolded, he wouldn't mind at all.
When the emperor saw Liang Fen's look like "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water", he suddenly became angry.
After being helped by the palace servants to sit on the couch, he kept talking to himself: "I believed in your loyalty in vain. As soon as the rebellious ministers and traitors arrived with their troops, you surrendered without firing a single shot. Tell me, you are worthy of me."
Trust it?"
Liang Fen sighed.
When the emperor saw it, he became even more angry. Just as he was about to say something more, he felt hungry in his belly.
It turned out that he hadn't eaten much in the past two days, and he had just done a lot of physical work, and suddenly he couldn't stand it anymore and was so hungry that he panicked.
As for why he didn't eat much, well, he personally issued an order to "reduce one meal" as an example, so as to reduce the grain and rice distribution for officials and sergeants to "get through the difficult times."
To put it bluntly, he didn't want to be blackmailed by Shao Xun and was just getting angry with him.
But people are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will be hungry. The emperor has been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child. He has never experienced the hardships of being homeless and has never suffered the hardship of having his chest pressed against his back. Some
I took things for granted and learned a lesson today.
Now his stomach is growling with hunger, and it is not yet past noon. According to the rules he has set, he has to wait until sunset before having his second meal. How can this be handled?
The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became, and the more flustered and hungry he became, and the more hungry he became, the more dizzy he became. In the end, he could only swallow dryly, barely suppressing the hunger in his belly.
The palace people have already taken over his work and continue to plow the earth.
In the flowerbed next to it that has been sorted out, someone is starting to transplant vegetable seedlings.
The emperor stared at those green buds, feeling a little dazed.
"Your Majesty." Wang Yan came over and said softly: "I heard that the king loves his people and sympathizes with their sufferings of hunger and cold. Today, in the counties of Henan, Taoist and poor people face each other; inside and outside Luojing, the Li people have a hard time eating; all the ministers and officials are exhausted.
Food and salary; the officers and men of the Chinese army are trapped by famine and epidemic."
Having said this, a look of compassion appeared on Wang Yan's face.
Emperor Sima Chi felt troubled when he heard this, and his stomach growled again.
Wang Yan didn't seem to notice, and continued: "The king controls the world, and he should not begrudge his titles and salary, and he will undoubtedly serve his subordinates. In this way, the family and the country will have peace, and the superiors and subordinates will be in harmony——"
"That's enough!" Sima Chi couldn't listen anymore and sneered: "Don't you just want me to get the list right? Why are you talking so much?"
When Wang Yan heard the words, he shook his head slightly and said: "Your Majesty has not understood my wishes, so please be patient and let me explain."
"The common people are just Li people, but the officials and soldiers' food and salary cannot be reduced."
"If you cut off hundreds of officials, they will abandon Luoyang and leave. These are all state officials. If you go to Xuchang, Xuchang's reputation will increase greatly, just like the imperial court."
"The officers and men of the central army cannot be cut down. If they lack food, their strength will be greatly reduced and their morale will be completely lost. I heard that Wang Mi was training troops in the fields in Hongnong counties day and night. If the thieves attack, who will fight back the enemy?"
"Does Mr. Chen have two minds? I don't think so. If he had, he would have gone to the Huns. Liu Cong would have been treated like a distinguished guest, and the prince would have it at his fingertips."
"Whenever there is a crisis in Luoyang, Mr. Chen always shows his righteousness and bravery, and raises his troops to fight bloody battles. This is the time of frost and snow, and Songyun's heart is revealed. Why do you doubt it, Your Majesty? The title of nobility is awarded to meritorious officers and men, and talents are selected for the country. This is
Isn’t it wonderful that we are also grateful for His Majesty’s kindness?”
Sima Chi was so hungry that his head was buzzing, and when he heard Wang Yan's chatter, he couldn't stand it any longer, and said angrily: "What you said before is somewhat reasonable, but behind you, you are worried about Shao Xun. Wang Yifu, your Haoying family
, but you cling to a military household slave, do you still want to be embarrassed?"
Wang Yan was quite a bit self-indulgent. Hearing the emperor's words, he immediately said: "Your Majesty thinks it makes sense, why don't you think of a solution? How many people can be saved by planting melons and vegetables in the palace? I'm afraid Lian Zhaoyang
The concubines of the palace cannot be fed. Your Majesty is busy with everything, and is diligent in writing documents. What good will it do to the body of the dragon if you skip one meal? In the long run, won't it make your relatives angry and your enemies happy?"
"I can't swallow this breath." Sima Chi said angrily.
When he heard the news that Shao Xun led his army to Wanxia and Liang Fen surrendered, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue, which tore him apart.
Liang Fen actually didn't dare to confront Shao Xun head-on? Is he afraid? He must be afraid, right?
Talking about preserving the vitality of the world is bullshit.
It would be better if all the vitality in the world is gone. Leave Shao Xun in a mess and let him worry.
If the common people cannot be owned by me, and the scholars cannot be used by me, then what should I do with the scholars and the people? Death is not a pity!
In short, he was very disappointed with Liang Fen, extremely disappointed, and even suspected that Liang Fen had secretly taken refuge with Shao Xun.
Today he will issue an order to deprive Liang Fenwei of the post of General. How could someone still promote him as Sikong? What a joke.
If Liang Fen can work for Sikong, who else will be willing to work hard in the future?
In addition, for a moment, he had the idea of ​​deposing the queen, but in the end he had concerns and did not implement it, but it was inevitable to beat and scold Liang Lanbi - she deserved it, and if you want to blame it, just blame Liang Fen.
Anyway, he couldn't swallow this breath, and at the same time he was even more frightened.
His so-called anger and sneer are just to cover up his inner insecurity.
"Your Majesty, you know that several people have resigned today. If we delay further, there will be almost no one available in the court." Wang Yan secretly observed Sima Chi's expression and added more fuel to the fire.
Sima Chi was startled and resigned?
From what Wang Yan said, it seemed as if all the court officials were going to run away soon.
But it's not impossible. There's not enough food to eat, so why stay here?
He became irritable again.
How could Shao Thief always seize his life? Without the support of hundreds of officials, could the emperor still be considered emperor?
"There are countless soldiers of the Forbidden Army who have fled." Wang Yan continued: "If someone flees to the Xiongnu, and there is a lack of food in Chen Jingzhong, does your Majesty think that the Xiongnu army will come and kill them? Are there any troops from King Qin?"
Sima Chi trembled subconsciously.
He had to admit that what Wang Yan said made some sense.
The Huns did not attack Luoyang simply because there were more than 20,000 soldiers of the Forbidden Army. If they defended the city, it would not be easy to capture it.
But if the soldiers guarding the city don't have enough to eat, their morale is low, and people are fleeing every day, do you think they will come?
The possibility exists, and it's not small.
Will Shao Xun come to save him at this time? Logically speaking, he can, but can you bet on this kind of thing?
He found that he didn't seem to have much ability to resist.
Luoyang continued to starve, and in the end the officials, officials, and soldiers resented only themselves.
"Hmph, you guys can take care of these little things on your own." Sima Chi's stomach growled again, which greatly reduced his authority and made him a little embarrassed.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," Wang Yan said with a bow.
Sima Chi didn't want to stay in this place anymore, so he stood up and walked away.
When they arrived at Zhaoyang Palace, they saw the queen carrying a food box, with a mixture of distress, love and - fear on her face.
Sima Chi suddenly became angry.
The Liang family father and daughter are really good at pretending!
One is lying to me outside, and the other is lying to me inside. Okay, very good.
"Pah!" He slapped her hard, knocking Empress Liang to the ground.
"Bitch!" Sima Chi angrily yelled and left directly.
The Liang family can no longer be used, and some new people have to be selected to entrust them with important responsibilities.
After returning to the palace, he thought carefully about it, maybe he could recruit people from the Fang Bo.
Recently, someone recommended Zhendong General Zhendong Jiu Zuti to him, saying that he had great strategies and talents as a general.
Sima Chi thought for a moment and realized that the Central Guard Army was now free, so he might give it a try.
But, how to spread the will?
In order to have a meal, all the civil and military officials, even though they were not satisfied with Shao Xun in their hearts, would not stand on their side.
There are indeed loyal ministers, and it is possible to rely on them to convey news, but the will will definitely not get through the government.
What he can spread now is the so-called "secret edict" that has not been refuted by Zhongshu's disciples. It is hard to say whether he will follow the edict or not. After all, even if he enters the capital, without the approval of the Ministry of Personnel, Zu Ti cannot be a Central Protector.
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Alas! The emperor was so anxious that Shao Xun captured Wancheng, which was like adding another rope around Da Jin's neck, and he was one step closer to death.
As for "giving in", he didn't dare to gamble, didn't believe it, and was not willing to do so.
If it really doesn't work - I don't know if I can escape from the capital.
But I think it’s impossible and really difficult to do.
A long sigh sounded in the hall.
Chapter completed!