Little tricks like making origami airplanes and tricking those pampered princes and princesses are just a child's problem for Meng Xinghe. What weird tricks he said were just a joke with that Master Du. I haven't seen this for a long time. Little girl, she is becoming more and more attractive.
"Miss Du, what do you want to do with me?" Meng Xinghe asked all his students to go back to Guanwen Hall. But he stood in front of Miss Du. He said frivolously: "You are not going to ask me to go out to enjoy the flowers and drink. Let's have a drink. It's just right. I have nothing to do lately. I just want to risk my life to accompany my beautiful lady."
Meng Xinghe was talking nonsense. Miss Du would not believe eight out of ten sentences. However, she came today to tell Meng Xinghe some good or bad news. "I won't talk nonsense with you. Let me tell you, little Shabai wants her own back." The country has gone."
"Little Sabai is going back." Meng Xinghe obviously didn't believe it. But he thought of the girl's crazy demands that night and those meaningful words when parting. Meng Xinghe asked eloquently: "When did it happen? Then I have to go I wanted to see her off. We were all friends. Now we have parted ways. It will be difficult to see each other again in the future. It is also appropriate to see her off. I have a good heart."
Miss Du completely filtered Meng Xinghe's words. He said so much, but not a single word was sincere. Fortunately, little Shabai, who is still in the Imperial College and talks about it every day, as if she is lovesick, is so heartless to this person. Men have a soft spot for this. You should not talk to him about this matter. Originally, Miss Du planned to thank Meng Xinghe for arguing with the ministers in the court that day. Only then did she convince the emperor to allow the establishment of separate schools and examinations. Xuetang. Now that she thought about it, she simply refused to thank him. This man was thick-skinned. There was no need to be polite to him.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Miss Du said with a bad face: "I don't know. Ask yourself."
She pretended to be angry and answered. It would be of no use to a person like Meng Xinghe who was so thick-skinned that he would not be surprised by flattery or humiliation. Meng Xinghe pretended to be indifferent and said very normally: "Oh. Then I won't ask."
Miss Du felt like she was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't extricate herself. She seemed to hate Meng Xinghe's indifferent expression and wanted to be beaten. She decided to go home and vent her anger in order to relieve her hatred.
She didn't want to talk too much. There wasn't much words between her and Meng Xinghe. Even when she left, she was unrestrained and unladylike. She wanted to come back and kick Meng Xinghe several times. She finally endured it. .I am afraid that when I go home, I will make another move that will surprise even Du Ruhui.
Could it be that this little girl has taken some gunpowder? Why is she so irritable? Could it be that she has advanced menopause?
Not understanding women's thoughts. Meng Xinghe continued to go back to his Guanwen Hall for classes.
However, Meng Xinghe knew the general reason for this matter during the morning session the next day.
It turns out that in a few days, all nations will come to Tang Dynasty. Little Shabai may have to go back with the envoys from her country.
Going to court today is no different from usual. They discuss national affairs first. Look to see if there are any disasters or bandits. Where there is a good harvest this year. Where there are any strange phenomena. After a series of discussions, the ministers handed over the twists and turns. Come on. During the morning court, Li Shimin said something important to the civil and military officials of the court.
"My dear friends, in a few days it will be the day when envoys from all countries will come to the Tang Dynasty. I wonder if you have any good plans to welcome these neighboring countries of the Tang Dynasty and the overseas Ryukyu countries."
"Report to the Holy Mountain. According to my humble opinion, it is not a piece of cake to welcome envoys from all over the world to the Tang Dynasty. It should be the same as before. A red wool carpet should be laid on the ten-mile ancient road outside Chang'an City as a noble welcome. In the city, fine colored silks should be used. Decorate the tree houses. In addition, build a stage in front of the Siyi Pavilion where foreign guests are accommodated. Within 5,000 steps around, thousands of actors and actresses are recruited to perform day and night. Only in this way can we show the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty in its prosperous period. No foreign barbarians will look down upon it. Already."
The person who spoke was none other than Hou Wenhai, the Minister of Rites. It is the responsibility of the Ministry of Rites to receive envoys from all over the world. This was the arrangement in previous years. It should be the same this year. Otherwise, it will be a joke in the eyes of foreign envoys.
Although Li Shimin did not return the favor, he was still a face-saving emperor. The visit of envoys from all over the Tang Dynasty was indeed an important event. We must not neglect it. He was about to agree to Hou Wenhai's suggestion and stood in the last row. Basically Meng Xinghe, who had always dozed off during court meetings and rarely participated in political discussions, stood up for the first time.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report."
When Li Shimin saw it was Meng Xinghe, he agreed, "Yes."
Meng Xinghe walked up to Hou Wenhai and made it clear that he wanted to dismantle him and said: "I am stupid. I don't know how much it costs to welcome envoys from all directions. How much treasury is needed to use the treasury."
Li Shimin thought for a while and said: "Hundreds of thousands of taels."
Meng Xinghe was shocked. He spent tens of thousands of taels of silver. It was so fucking extravagant and wasteful. But it was just used to welcome a few foreign envoys. He really made the Tang Dynasty a great country and was slaughtered by others. He is still acting like a fat man here. They were taken advantage of. Maybe the rewards that those countries received each year were many times more than what they paid tribute to the Tang Dynasty. This kind of Confucian thought of "generous giving" is probably something that only the Chinese can do.
"What a shame. What a shame. You can exchange a steamed bun for a cart of food. You still think you are generous. You are hopelessly stupid." Meng Xinghe cursed several times in his mind. He looked at Hou Wen Hai was so proud of his success. Meng Xinghe said unceremoniously: "Master Hou, I would like to ask how many taels of silver the imperial court invests in schools in various places in a year."
As the Minister of Rites, Hou Wenhai certainly knows that the imperial court invests a lot of money in repairing and improving schools every year. However, even if Meng Xinghe has now become a teacher in the palace, he is two levels higher than the historian he used to be. But Hou Wenhai He did not have the right to report the funds donated to schools in various places. He remained silent and just waited for the Holy Spirit to approve his previous proposal. Maybe there would be a lot of money to be made this year.
He did not answer. Instead, Meng Xinghe sneered and said: "Your Majesty, according to the wishes of the minister, instead of extravagantly arranging how to receive envoys from all countries, it is better to allocate this money to use it in the newly established model school. Then strictly follow the imperial appropriation process and distribute the rest to states and counties under the personal supervision of the Ministry of Household Affairs for school construction, so that those who cannot enter schools for various reasons can receive formal education. It is better than holding money. Do those extravagant and wasteful things. If you use your own efforts and benefit the people, you will be loved by all people, and you will definitely win the hearts of the people. Why worry about being better than a superficial flattery from other foreign countries."
Li Shimin thought about it. What Meng Xinghe said was reasonable, but he had many concerns in his heart. If this matter was handled too simply, then who else would be able to travel thousands of miles to come to the Tang Dynasty to pay homage.
Just when Li Shimin was undecided, Meng Xinghe approached further and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry about welcoming envoys too shabby. We, the Tang Dynasty, have opened our doors to welcome all countries to come and establish diplomatic relations. Those who are willing will do their best. Those who are unintentional will do their best. However, those who are not willing will do their best. He is greedy for gold and silver. Instead of keeping tigers around him, it is better to kill them all as soon as possible to avoid causing tiger trouble."
With one sentence, everyone was shocked. Meng Xinghe's mind was not broad. He only knew that raising white-eyed wolves could not be done. Even if the Tang Dynasty was prosperous, it should not generously support other countries. If something happens in the future, wouldn't it be raising tigers? To cause trouble.
Since ancient times, tigers, wolves, jackals and leopards have been particularly terrifying. Li Shimin was still hesitant at first, but he immediately made a decision and said: "I will follow what you said. Keep everything simple. From now on, Meng Xinghe will be fully responsible for receiving envoys from all countries on my behalf. All other officials of the Ministry of Rites will fully cooperate. .This must be done well.”
Hou Wenhai's face was ashen. Receiving foreign guests was a lucrative job, but now Meng Xinghe snatched it away from him. He tried to hold back and glared at Meng Xinghe fiercely, then obeyed the order obediently.
Li Shimin explained this important matter in the court and asked the palace officials to announce it before leaving the court early.
After the court was dismissed, the ministers gathered together in small groups to discuss what happened in the court today. Meng Xinghe, who did not have to go to the Guanwen Hall for class today, did not feel that he was very happy to be an errand to receive foreign guests. He and Du Ruhui Fang Xuanling and the two came out of the Tai Chi Hall together. They were chatting and laughing with the two adults and were about to go home. When they were about to go home, Master Hou Wenhai, who had an extremely ugly face, walked over from the opposite side.
Meng Xinghe stopped and said, "Master Hou, you haven't returned home yet."
Hou Junji wanted to rush forward and start a fight with Meng Xinghe in front of the passing ministers, but was stopped by his father, Hou Wenhai. "Mr. Meng, I have been ill recently. I'm afraid I can't go with you to greet the foreign guests. However, the Ministry of Rites All the officials have been ordered by me to be at your disposal at any time."
"Haha." Meng Xinghe laughed: "Master Hou came to court despite being ill. His spirit is really commendable. But Master Hou also knows that I don't know much about welcoming foreign guests. When the time comes, I'm afraid I will have to ask you to take charge of it again. Illness comes on stage."
"You." Hou Junji glared at him. Meng Xinghe was clearly provocative. Ever since he became an incompetent man, Hou Junji wanted to fight to the death with Meng Xinghe day and night. It was hard to find an excuse today. He couldn't wait to step forward and fight Meng Xinghe immediately.
"You're a worthless guy." Hou Wenhai scolded Hou Junji. He immediately smiled at Meng Xinghe and said, "Mr. Meng is the person appointed by the Holy Spirit to talk things out of trouble. Of course, everything will be at your command. It's getting late, old man. There are still important things to discuss. Don’t interrupt. I’ll take my leave.”
Meng Xinghe was not afraid of Hou Junji rushing over at all. If that were the case, he wouldn't mind having a fight in the palace compound. It's just that Hou Wenhai, an old fox, has one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes, which is much more difficult to deal with than his son Hou Junji.
"Sir Hou, please go slowly. I won't send you off far." Meng Xinghe said in a weird voice. But he gave a contemptuous middle finger to Hou Junji who turned around and glared at him. The words were simple and mean. Naked | Naked | Naked provocative.