Chapter seven hundred and twentieth nine people decline
In the palace of Kaijing, the seven-year-old King of Korea was running around in the palace. The heavy court uniform did not suppress the energy of a child, and a group of palace people chased him behind him, shouting and yelling.
"Your Majesty, please slow down."
"Hehe, don't even try to catch me."
The court meeting had just ended. For a child, it was not a good experience to be forced to sit on a chair and listen to a group of adults arguing, so he ran out as soon as he came to court.
"Oh, there are really no rules like this. Is the Queen Mother the king who has been teaching us this way?"
"It's really outrageous. Several of the masters who taught the king in the palace should be replaced."
Two groups of ministers slowly exited the hall. They were all elegant and elegant, with braided hair on their heads, and various precious jewelry on their hair and all over their bodies. They jingled as they walked. This was a legacy of the Yuan Dynasty to Goryeo. The next habit.
From the royal family and nobles to the common people, everyone is accustomed to braiding their hair and wearing garb...
A big man with a black beard who looked like a military general turned his head in displeasure: "The court uniforms given by the Ming Dynasty are really awkward. They are not as comfortable as the original ones, and they are also convenient for riding and shooting."
The people around didn't respond. If you have any dissatisfaction, please don't involve us. The Mongols left, but the Han people came back. Besides, the clothes are very good, and we don't ride and shoot.
"Sir, according to the recent military reports, Mr. Li has stopped the attack and urged the court to allocate food as soon as possible."
A rather serious old man beside Li Renren stroked his beard and said: "Why did he suddenly stop the offensive? Did he think the court had enough food and grass? If the emperor gains power, he will harm the country and the people!"
"In order to provide him with the food and fodder he needed last time, the imperial court's inventory has been emptied. He still dares to delay the war. He clearly wants to support the bandit's self-respect. Sir, why don't you call him back to the capital immediately?"
Li Renren's expression did not change and he just ordered everyone to prepare food and fodder immediately, but no one responded to the words. The weaker members of the family lowered their heads, while the more powerful ones frowned and looked directly at Li Renren.
The Li family is not weak, but it is really not to the point where they can overwhelm all the other aristocratic families and bow to them. Respecting Li Renren as the leader is just because his status and ability are suitable, and everyone really needs a representative. This is also the tradition of the aristocratic family, not everything. Striving to be the first and maintaining the family legacy is the top priority.
"Zizhong, a few days ago, we reported that there were rebels in Gyeongsang Province, but they still haven't been solved until now. Isn't it because we don't have food and grass? We can't even suppress the rebels. We don't have food and grass for an army of more than 100,000 people." Where can I raise it?”
Li Renren said with a smile: "You haven't collected taxes this month. Send people to collect them. The faithful people will collect enough food and grass for the court."
Youxian Na Li Zhan glared angrily: "People are constantly rebelling all over the world. If the people force food to be confiscated again, Lord Li, you know what will happen!"
Li Chenggui ignored him, and so did the others. The flame in Li Zhan's eyes gradually extinguished, and he walked away like a zombie. This country was hopeless.
With a few sighs, some new officials with lower official positions looked coldly at the backs of these nobles and left. They had no room to speak in the court. Everyone had done Li Zhan, but in the end all the same.
The big shots watched them go away, and then someone said: "It's not good to cause chaos in the world, not to mention that those untouchables really don't have a few grains of food in their hands."
Li Renren said mockingly: "The Jin family is rich with thousands of grain mountains, why not offer it to the court to solve the urgent need? I can ask for credit on behalf of my brother, but why should I ask the palace to send a princess to express my gratitude?"
The man who spoke before laughed and said: "In this case, we should send someone to collect food. The family inheritance has been saved by generations of ancestors through diligence and thrift. I cannot be regarded as such an unworthy descendant. As for the princess, it will be no different if she wears the robe."
"Ha ha ha ha"
"Brother Jin seems to have tasted what it's like to be a princess, but I don't know who it is. I also want to gain some experience."
"It's easy to talk about."
The Goryeo Dynasty has been passed down for hundreds of years. There are not many serious princesses in these two generations, but there are many old princesses who still have charm. What's more, there are also royal daughters who were born in the royal palace and were named princesses.
The serious matters of discussion soon turned to this, and Li Renren was used to it. It was not that he had not thought about helping the building to collapse and turning the tide before it fell, but he was surrounded by such people.
It would be easy to say that these people are all idiots who only know how to have fun, but they are not. Among these people, the family inheritance is more than a hundred years old. There are not many people in one generation. How can it be possible to stand out from among them and become the head of the family?
Stupid people.
They are not stupid, but too smart. It is obvious that Goryeo has reached its end. No matter how much you invest, it will only be a waste of water. It is better to plunder the savings so that you can catch up with the next dynasty and continue to pass on the centuries-old tradition.
Wealth.
The rebels were just rebelling, killing left and right and looting wildly. At the end of the day, all the dead were their own kind.
Ever since the Mongol Empire fell away from the royal power, who hasn't taken the opportunity to raise a private army of more than ten thousand, which is much better than the imperial soldiers. The rebels are unarmed and cannot be defeated by the imperial soldiers, let alone their private army.
In a word, the harder people live in the world, the better their lives are. People who can't survive have another option besides rebelling, which is to become slaves for them. It used to take some tricks to get a slave, but now you can give it to yourself.
You have to choose carefully when you come to your door.
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In a Buddhist hall in the Goryeo harem, an old woman with a withered face worshiped the golden Buddha statue devoutly. After reciting a scripture, two lines of turbid tears fell down her face.
"Buddha, I, the Wang family, have worshiped you devoutly for more than three hundred years, do you really want us to be destroyed?"
"Buddha, please save us and help Korea recover, even if it costs my life."
"Buddha, please bless me. That child must be of the blood of the late king."
A middle-aged palace maid helped her up and comforted her: "The Queen Mother, you have made five more golden bodies for the Buddha. The Buddha will definitely bless you."
Empress Dowager Mingde's eyes were dull and she was just mumbling her own words, but suddenly she seemed to come back to her senses: "Go and bring the king!"
"Yes, empress."
Soon, the struggling king was forcibly carried over. When he saw Queen Mother Mingde, he started crying in fear. Queen Mother Mingde rushed forward and hugged the king, looking for every trace of the late king.
"The eyes are a bit similar, and his back is also similar, right?"
"Yes, empress, the king is the blood of the king."
The shrill cries finally made the already irritable Queen Mother Mingde collapse, and she slapped the king hard on the face: "Don't cry! You are the king, you want to revive the dynasty, and you want to pass on the blood of the royal family!
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In the villages around Kaijing, more than a dozen tax-collecting government servants carried waist knives and iron rulers in their hands, going from house to house to plunder the remaining grain. Every household that approached could be heard screaming for mercy.
Of course, this is not always the case. Occasionally, after entering a house, they will quickly exit cursing, and the people inside have starved to death or hanged themselves. This is not only unfavorable, but also makes them have to visit several houses to collect the share of the house.
Come up.
"Sir, we really have no food. The children starved to death yesterday."
The two couples who couldn't even get up forced themselves to answer the words, but the officials didn't seem to hear them and roughly searched everything in the house.
"Ah! Sir, no, we were wrong, please let us go."
The two men were writhing on the ground in pain after receiving an iron ruler each, as if they were two earthworms pulled out from the ground. The officials watched and laughed.
The woman was not good-looking, and she was also very dirty. She looked like she had not washed herself in more than a month. No official looked down upon her. Over the past few years, none of them had four or five good-looking women.
They eat a lot, and there is no problem if there are more than ten or twenty of them each.
Who said they had knives in their hands and were still responsible for collecting grain? It was such a good time, and they lived almost as well as the nobles. I really hope that these days can continue like this, and that our children and grandchildren can also enjoy it.