The article is as long as the wind, and the flames are as long as the flames.
I don't know if the crowd is stupid, so I will slander you.
An earthworm shaking a big tree is ridiculous.
The girl in front of me raised her neck and looked at each other from a distance.
The meaning of this poem is not difficult to understand.
What he was talking about was that Chen Changfeng's poems were so brilliant that Du Baifu, a stupid boy, actually wanted to slander Chen Changfeng by means of various means.
It's like a worm trying to shake a tree, not overestimating one's own abilities.
Du Baifu was born before Chen Changfeng, but he could only stretch his neck to look, far from Chen Changfeng's level.
The kings and ministers of the Ming Dynasty understood it, and the people in the Chu envoy also understood it in their hearts.
No one dared to refute.
In such a short period of time, Chen Changfeng composed thirty-one, no, thirty-two poems in a row.
It has far surpassed Du Baifu, the so-called poetry immortal.
As for what Du Baifu said before, a batch of poem manuscripts were stolen from his home, and Chen Changfeng was suspected to be responsible. Everyone knew that Du Baifu just couldn't afford to lose!
Xiang Qingqing wiped away her tears and was about to say something when she suddenly saw Du Baifu vomiting a mouthful of blood on the poem that Chen Changfeng gave him.
Du Baifu pointed his right hand firmly at Chen Changfeng, and then passed out.
"Haha, it's your own fault."
"Shameless old man, you dare to question the level of our Ming Dynasty Crown Prince."
"I think the old guy is probably pretending to be faint."
Faced with the ridicule of the officials of the Ming Dynasty, Xiang Qingqing's tears that had stopped began to fall again at this moment.
How much effort did the Chu Empire put into this competition?
Among the people who came here, which one was not the elite of her country?
It's a shame that they, the great Chu, didn't win even once in the martial arts competition.
They all lost to Chen Changfeng alone.
Fighting against the entire elite of the Da Chu mission alone, Xiang Qingqing really lost and shed tears at this moment.
"Haha, why are the third princess still crying? In this competition between my Ming Dynasty and Da Chu, my Ming Dynasty won. The third princess has no objection." The emperor said with a smile.
The emperor didn't care whether Xiang Qingqing cried or not.
He knew that his Ming Empire won this competition.
According to the agreement, the Dachu Empire will return all the thirteen cities of Mingnan County that were taken away last year.
Xiang Qingqing said nothing, staring at Chen Changfeng with both eyes.
If it hadn't been for him, how could Da Chu have suffered such a complete defeat?
When I return to Dachu, I must explain this matter to the emperor.
The Ming Prince Chen Changfeng must not let him live!
Chen Changfeng glanced at Xiang Qingqing and saw her staring at him full of hatred.
Chen Changfeng didn't care either. His performance in the past two days was just to completely secure his position as the crown prince.
As for everything else, we have to consider it later.
"When the time comes, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty can send people to capture the thirteen cities of Nanjun."
"Chen Changfeng, I will not let you go." Xiang Qingqing wiped away her tears, left a vicious word with Chen Changfeng, turned around and left with the Da Chu envoy.
There was cheers and laughter in the Tai Chi Hall.
No one expected that Da Chu, known as the Holy Land of Literature in the World, would be defeated by the Ming Empire and Chen Changfeng alone in the literary competition.
"Changfeng, you prince, I really read it right, well done!" The emperor walked up to Chen Changfeng and patted Chen Changfeng's shoulder with a look of relief.
"Father, don't just say these polite words. If you feel happy, you can reward your son with millions of taels of silver." Chen Changfeng said to the emperor.
The emperor's face was slightly dull.
This kid is asking for benefits in front of so many people. If he refuses, I'm afraid it won't be a good idea.
Moreover, today Chen Changfeng has indeed made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty.
What if there is no reward at all and the little brat doesn't do anything in the future?
But with millions of taels, this guy Chen Changfeng really dared to speak.
How much will the tax revenue be in the next year?
"Where is the Minister of Household Affairs?" the emperor shouted to the courtiers in front of him.
"Your Majesty, I am here." An old minister came out and paid homage to the emperor.
"Tell the prince, how much tax revenue does the treasury have in a year, and how much is left in the treasury now?" The emperor's eyes fell on the Minister of Household Affairs.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the national treasury has collected 15,130,000 taels in tax revenue this year, and now there are still 110,000 taels left..."
"What?"
These words were not shouted by Chen Changfeng.
But it comes from the emperor's mouth.
The emperor never imagined that it was only September and there were still three months left before the end of the year.
Of the 15 million to 130 thousand treasury taxes, only 110,000 taels were left.
Isn’t this nonsense?
The emperor even suspected that he had heard wrongly.
Where did the fifteen million taels of silver go?
This year the emperor did not issue any large-scale construction orders at all.
Not even a locust plague occurred, and no relief funds were issued.
So where did this money go?
Corruption, absolute corruption!
The emperor's fists were twisted into balls and he angrily returned to the throne.
If Chen Changfeng hadn't suddenly asked for a reward from him, he, the emperor, wouldn't have known that the treasury would have no money even though he had done nothing this year!
So cruel.
You bastards are really brave!
"Shang Shu, I ask you, was there any corruption in the use of fifteen million taels of silver?" The emperor's face was gloomy, with a stern look in his eyes.
The emperor had been thinking that since there was no locust plague this year, all funds from the Ming treasury would be retained except for some necessary expenses this year.
In this way, after two or three years, the Ming Dynasty's treasury will be able to make a good deposit.
Even if the Thirteen Cities of Nanjun cannot be recaptured in a short time, as long as the Ming Empire works hard and accumulates strength, it can be recaptured sooner or later.
To achieve this goal, the emperor only ate two dishes every day in the palace.
Sometimes when eating the leftover food at night, Liu Xi was told not to throw it away and to keep it for porridge the next morning.
This way you can save a fortune.
Nine months have passed this year, and the emperor has not even allowed him to make new clothes.
The socks expose the toes.
But now the Minister of Household Affairs told him that out of the Ming Dynasty tax revenue of 15 million taels, only 110,000 taels were left.
OK.
very good!
At this moment, the emperor was praising these Ming officials in front of him.
The late emperor punished corruption, and those who dared to embezzle ten taels of silver would be skinned and stuffed with straw.
The emperor felt that the officials of the Ming Dynasty had suffered a little at the hands of the late emperor, so he turned a blind eye.
What now?
The emperor did not turn a blind eye, but was treated as a blind man by the courtiers in front of him.
"Your Majesty, all the incoming and outgoing funds of the Ministry of Revenue are recorded in the books. I promise that there is absolutely no corruption." The Minister of the Ministry of Revenue plopped down and knelt on the ground.
Of course the emperor knew that if he asked this question, no one would admit it.
But this year the corruption is really too serious.
In the past, when there were no disasters, the Ming Empire would spend at most five million taels of silver every year.
But this year it cost fifteen million taels.
If no one reached out, the emperor would never believe it.
Check, must check!
I was frugal and wanted to make a comeback, but these bastards were secretly digging for Ming's bloodline.
"This is what you said. If I find out that someone is corrupt, I will follow the example of the late emperor and fill it in for you." The emperor's face was cold and his eyes were full of sharpness.
"Father, I am willing to share my father's worries and find out this matter."
"If someone is really corrupt, I will never tolerate it." The second prince immediately walked out and said to the emperor.
"You?" The emperor looked at the second prince with deep eyes. This chapter has been completed!