Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling covered their faces and couldn't bear to look at them. This arrogant boy was too embarrassing.
They knew Yang Fan's character well and probably didn't really know him.
But this is too nonsense!
It has been nearly two months since I went to court in the same hall, and I don’t even know the names and positions of my colleagues. Isn’t this nonsense?
However, Li Shimin did not stop because this official was too lackluster.
After all, this matter has just been exposed, and the people's affairs have not been resolved yet. Now this old boy brings up this matter again, isn't it a slap in Li Shimin's face?
Although Li Shimin always promoted the concept of speaking freely and listening to others in the court, courtiers could not be left without scruples.
Seeing the strange looks in everyone's eyes, the official couldn't hold back his calm expression anymore, his face turned red and white, and he said angrily: "I am Cui Yongping of the Qinghe Cui family, the current minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs!"
Minister of the Ministry of Personnel?
Sure enough it's not simple.
The Ministry of Personnel is the department that evaluates the performance and promotion of court officials, ranking first among the six departments.
No wonder this guy looks so arrogant when it comes to official positions.
Moreover, the official department was rich in oil and water, and everyone became fat and fat, just like Changsun Wuji, the official official minister.
It turns out that what goes before and what works by example will lead to imitation!
If Changsun Wuji knew that Yang Fan was wearing a hat for no reason because he was fat, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
Seeing that Yang Fan didn't reply, Cui Yongping became proud, thinking that he was suppressed by his background.
"I've admired it for a long time, but I still haven't heard of it..." Yang Fan dug his ears and said casually.
Cui Yongping was so angry that he was so angry that if he hadn't been in the Tai Chi Hall, he would have wanted to curse.
If you haven't heard of it, just say you haven't heard of it. What does it mean to add the word "Jiu Yang" in front of it?
Taking a deep breath, Cui Yongping suppressed his boiling blood and gritted his teeth: "It is said that the Minister of Rites has a sharp tongue and a sharp mouth. It is indeed extraordinary when we see him today. But we will not discuss this now. You just said that you are considering the relationship between the people."
Worry, I don’t know if I can get anything out of it. Isn’t it possible that I have deceived His Majesty?”
Looking at the old man in surprise, Yang Fan was a little surprised.
Isn't this old boy too bad?
If you say no, wouldn't it mean that you just deceived Li Shimin, which is the crime of deceiving the emperor.
At the most serious level, this may lead to beheading, but at the most minor level, it is not certain whether one can keep one's official position.
It seems that he has no grudge against this old boy, so why would he deliberately target him?
Li Shimin didn't pursue the case, so what's the point of you, old man, holding on to it?
Of course I couldn't admit it, otherwise I would be scolded to death by these eyeing courtiers.
Thinking of this, Yang Fan said calmly and calmly: "Of course I will gain something!"
Obviously Cui Yongping did not intend to give up here, but pursued him relentlessly: "In this case, please tell Mr. Yang quickly so that everyone can refer to Mr. Shilang's opinions."
Yang Fan glanced sideways at the old guy and said, "F*ck, I just said what you asked me to say? Doesn't it look very shameful? Besides, His Majesty didn't even say anything, but you came out to scold me. It's so mean!"
"You...you are really too crude. This is no different from a person in the market. It is simply insulting to gentleness. I beg your Majesty to drive this person out of the court immediately." Cui Yongping blushed, pointed at Yang Fan and turned to complain.
For a guy like Cui Yongping who complained to the leader if he said he couldn't win, Yang Fan held his tongue and ignored it.
Although Li Shimin was secretly happy, he couldn't show it. Usually he was so angry at these guys that he vomited blood.
Now that I see a guy who talks about kindness and righteousness being so angry that he is shaking with anger at Yang Fan's rogue behavior, the depression that has been suppressed for a long time has also been relieved a lot.
But his face was serious and he said: "Shut up, everyone. This is a place to discuss national affairs. As important ministers of the DPRK, how can you quarrel like shrews? This matter has been revealed..."
Although Cui Yongping was a little dissatisfied, he did not dare to refute anymore. He could only glare at Yang Fan fiercely and returned to his seat.
Soon, Li Shimin worriedly asked Fang Xuanling: "Fang Aiqing, the memorials just issued by the states and counties around Chang'an City have been read out. Do you have any good suggestions?"
Fang Xuanling looked sad: "Your Majesty, this year's heavy snowfall is much earlier than in previous years. It's only the cold winter of 29, and the heavy snow has been falling for half a month. According to Yintianjian's prediction, this year's snowstorm will be worse than before.
It’s so serious that I have no way to deal with it.”
Everyone knows that according to custom, people only start to store charcoal fires in the cold winter of 29, but this year's situation is somewhat rare.
It was just the coldest day of the 29th, but the heavy snow had been falling for more than half a month, so many people did not prepare enough charcoal.
In the past few days, people have frozen to death in Chang'an City and houses have been crushed by heavy snow.
If this is the case in the imperial capital, one can imagine the disaster in other states and counties.
If the imperial court does not come up with a plan now, reports from various states and counties will fly into the imperial court like snowflakes, and the government will be in a panic.
The most important thing is that many people may be displaced and freeze to death.
Hearing Fang Xuanling's words, as Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Li Daliang was extremely anxious.
Now that we encounter this situation, the Ministry of Civil Affairs is most anxious. No matter how the court handles it, the Ministry of Civil Affairs will definitely not be able to escape the involvement.
So he stood up and said: "Your Majesty, if it is according to what the Prime Minister said, then the court should find a countermeasure as soon as possible. Now the heavy snow continues, many houses have been crushed, and people have been frozen to death. If it takes a while, even if the houses are not destroyed,
If you are crushed, you will run out of things to keep warm, and the consequences will be disastrous."
Fang Xuanling continued: "According to my understanding, in the past, people only prepared charcoal fires for about a month in their homes. Now the heavy snow has lasted for more than half a month. Coupled with the people's lack of preparation, I think the charcoal fires have been almost exhausted. If there will be more charcoal fires in the next period of time,
It will get colder, and then..."
Li Daliang frowned: "It is said that the price of charcoal in the market has increased by nearly 50% recently, and it is estimated that the price will continue to rise. Not to mention whether there is a supply of charcoal, even at this price, ordinary people cannot afford it. In this way,
I am afraid that a big disaster will happen."
Li Daliang and Fang Xuanling analyzed the matter thoroughly with each other.
Other court officials also agreed.
"Yeah, charcoal is so expensive these days!"
"It doesn't matter that charcoal is more expensive. The main reason is that it's hard to buy, and it doesn't hold up well to burning. It'll be gone in no time."
"Who says it isn't? The snow came in such a hurry, and the house didn't prepare much. I had to go to bed early every day after dinner, and even wrote the memorial on the bed. It was really difficult."
Looking at the other ministers who could only complain, Li Shimin frowned and shouted: "You receive the salary from the court, but you only care about whether there is enough charcoal in your house. Is this what a good minister does? Today's discussion is just for
Come up with a strategy to deal with the snow disaster. If anyone complains again, I will tell him to go home."
"I would like to listen to your Majesty's teachings!" Seeing Li Shimin's anger, several courtiers who had just been talking shut up, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads, and shouted in unison.
But even so, the court officials did not come up with a good countermeasure.
In their view, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice. It is simply impossible to find so much charcoal in this winter.
Li Shimin's face darkened as he watched the courtiers push each other's buttons.
However, he also knew that scolding was useless, so he turned to Li Daliang and asked: "If there is a big disaster, will the Ministry of Civil Affairs have enough money for disaster relief?"
In fact, Li Shimin didn't have any particularly good solutions, but he knew that as long as he considered the worst outcome first, there would be nothing he couldn't solve.
"Your Majesty, it's the end of the year now, and every payment from the Ministry of Civil Affairs has been arranged. Although there is still some balance in the relief funds collected during the last smallpox plague, if there is a heavy snow disaster, the Ministry of Civil Affairs may also
I'm a little powerless..." After saying that, Li Daliang looked sad.
Although he was in charge of the entire Tang Dynasty's money bag, he really didn't have much money at his disposal.
The new taxes have not been paid, but the old taxes have been paid. After all, the entire Tang Dynasty spends a lot of money, and they already have specific budgets and destinations.
If this situation develops, the disaster this time is not expected to be small, and the cost will be astronomical.
Even if he put a knife to his neck, he couldn't come up with so much money.
Li Shimin's eyes flashed across the faces of the courtiers one by one, and he asked in a deep voice: "My dear friends, is it possible that so many of you can't come up with a good idea?"
All the courtiers suddenly blushed and looked down at their toes.