"Princess, you have to take care of yourself."
When Song Pianyou woke up, Xu Jing was half relieved, half worried, "Now that everything is going well, the princess is very talented, and the servants next to you don't have the chance to talk too much. The servants only wish you good health ."
Song Pian leaned against the waist pillow of the bed, her face was three points whiter than usual, with no blood.
Listening to her ear, she drank the bitter soup and handed the black gold glaze bowl to Xueqing, saying:
"This palace saves it."
"Another..." Xu Jing said cautiously, "Today the key to the palace gate has been released, and the Crown Princess hasn't returned. Will you send someone to take a look tomorrow?"
"You're sick in bed, and the Crown Princess should be with you. How could you return to the General's Mansion at this time?" Xu Jing rebuked slightly.
After all, although Xu Jing obeyed Song Yu's last wish to trust Feng Yuexian, his heart was on the royal family's side. At this time, Feng Yuexian was away, and the princess was sick, so he had the courage to whisper.
"No need." Song Pian said, "Let's go with her, it's not a problem these few days."
The North Korea Net has almost been collected, and there is only one tail left. Fengyue is free to leave the palace without any hindrance. On the contrary, it can make the King of Chu's faction feel like a barrier, unable to guess the situation.
Song Pian leaned on the pillow, her eyes blinked lightly, and there was still the aftertaste of the dream she just had in her mind. When Xu Jing retired, she would have time to take it into account.
This dream is really messy. In the dream, I know that I am dreaming, but when I wake up, I can't remember anything.
He only remembered that Lin Qinglu and Feng Yuexian were in front of him at the same time, Lin Qinglu accused Xianmao of flicking his tail, and Feng Yuexian was indifferently aggrieved and unhappy.
Small clouds fluttered and drifted to Song Pian's nose, fluffy and itchy. She sneezed and woke up.
09 Talking in his head interrupted Song Piantao's thoughts:
"At present, the progress of the task is fifty-six percent. From the perspective of the task, I would like to remind you that maintaining a good relationship with Feng Yuexian is an important part of completing the task."
Song Pian paused, nodded and said:
"Um."
09 whispered: "Today's event... Cough, it may affect the relationship you build with the other party."
In the fast-passing bureau room that Song Piantao couldn't see, 09 looked at a bunch of split screens drawn out, worried.
"My best friend suddenly confessed to me, I refused, can we still be friends?"
"Deli's subordinates have such thoughts towards me. No wonder she works hard and takes the initiative to work overtime every day."
"In order to achieve the task, should I make a sweet promise to the person I don't love?"
No matter how you look at it, it's not very optimistic. 09 is holding her big pencil and frowning.
Song Pian stroked his forehead.
She handled other matters with ease, but she was struggling with this relationship.
The most difficult thing is to maintain a good and orderly cooperative relationship while rejecting, otherwise the current good situation will be in vain.
She considered:
"Give her some time to calm down, Feng Yuexian is not incompetent, she should be able to figure it out."
Song Pianjiao turned to Xueqing and said, "For the outside world, don't say that Ben Gong is ill, especially, don't let Xu Jing take it and tell the Crown Princess."
"Prince concubine rarely leaves the palace, so let her stay for a few more days."
Come back when Feng Yuexian wants to come back.
Other than that, there is no other way.
If Feng Yuexian was in a hurry to come back, the problem would not be resolved, and the two of them would not get better, instead, they would fall into a stalemate.
09 coughed lightly: "Have you thought of another solution, host?"
"Um?"
"It's like this, you can see the experience posts posted by other people on the Kuaichuan Bureau forum."
09 I'm a little embarrassed, but it's more about selling Amway's enthusiasm for gossip:
"There is a post, this host also encountered a key person liking him-"
"There is also experience reference." Song Pian was surprised, and then said with a learning attitude, "Show me."
"Okay!" 09 quickly picked up the post and sent it to Song Piantao, waiting for her response.
Song Piantao accepted it and looked at it.
"How is it?" 09 asked expectantly.
"… "
In this experience post, the employees of the Kuaichuan Bureau went to the Western Fantasy Realm, and the task was to become a great magician. During her apprenticeship, she discovered that a magus liked her.
After five minutes of contemplation, the employee decided to use the magister to transform from an apprentice to the wife of a respected magister.
Under the blessing of various potions and rare materials, he brushed the experience points, successfully completed the task, and happily left the magister and left.
"The efficiency of this employee's task completion is extremely high, and he has been commended by the Kuaichuan Bureau, and the posts have been refined."
Song Piantai finished reading, opened her eyes, her brown pupils were clear and clean, her voice was soft, but firm:
"I wouldn't take that approach."
"Eh? Cough, some people do object to this practice, saying it's immoral."
"It's not for moral reasons." Song Pian shook his head, "The relationship between the two of them is beyond the reach of outsiders."
"Besides, emotion is not a fixed number, and no one can guarantee that this employee deliberately slows down the progress of the task and stays by the magister's side. In the end, the magistrate will abandon her."
Song Piantao said rationally and objectively:
"I speak only for myself and I will not do it this way."
She didn't want to use the feelings of others to achieve her own goals.
If the mission was to attack someone, she had no choice but to do it.
But her mission is to have specific goals, to move a situation forward, in more ways than one.
Song Pian sighed in relief, a faint feeling of tiredness appeared in her heart.
In the first world, she had no intention of it, but luckily she was able to make up for two or three in the end.
In the second world, Feng Yuexian had never shown closeness to him, but it was only normal contact and normal cooperation, why is it still like this
Song Pian was a little puzzled.
Are you doing too little yourself, or doing too much
Too bad no one can answer.
09 It seems that he understands but does not understand. It seems that his host is a practical type and does not like to take shortcuts.
She closed the post:
"Then let's concentrate on the task!"
Song Pian came back to his senses and smiled:
"it is good."
Thinking too much is useless, there are still things to do in the past, so come on.
Putting aside Feng Yuexian's question, Song Pian emptied the cluttered thoughts in his mind, took a good rest, and recovered some energy.
The original body's physical quality is very poor, and every time he is weak and faints, he has to rest for three or five days before he can recover.
But the next day was at the court meeting, and Song Pianjiao had to attend for court affairs.
After the second prince was banished to guard the mausoleum, the tree fell and the hozen scattered, and the hall was in awe.
The courtiers who originally wanted the second prince to be crowned the great treasure were not trembling, for fear that the prince would find an excuse to deal with their courtiers.
Either punishing or demoting, eradicating dissidents, are all common methods used by emperors.
But I didn't expect that, except for a few thorns and the Xi family who had been downgraded by the emperor, the prince didn't move, as if this matter just passed.
The superiors are tolerant and generous, and they will not be held accountable. The inferiors will naturally change their positions, and they will always pretend to be princelings.
The prince's party has grown visibly, and he is much more relaxed when discussing matters in the court.
After the courtiers scrambled to show their own style, Song Piangan looked at Li Zi, who had been silent recently and tried to reduce the sense of existence:
"Have there been any results for the matter handed over to the Minister of the Right?"
Song Pian tapped lightly on the table with her long and slender fingers. The frequency was unpleasant, and her voice was equally slow, revealing the displeasure of the superior:
"Half ten days have passed, why haven't you handed in the discount?"
Li Zi, however, felt like a dull thunder in his ears, knowing that he could not escape, he bowed deeply and said:
"The minister is incompetent and failed to recover all the debts."
Behind Li Zi, Li Peng, who was ordered to assist in the pursuit, knelt to the ground and said earnestly:
"Replying to the prince's words, it's not that the ministers are not doing their best, but that they owe a lot of people, and the amount is huge. Apart from the nearly 100 who have paid off their arrears, there are still dozens of IOUs that no one will pick up."
As soon as the knocking on the table stopped, Li Pengxin also stopped beating.
He buried his head and didn't dare to look up, sweat dripping from his forehead.
"You two are ineffective."
The prince's voice was neither hasty nor slow, but he had the spirit of a heavy sword without a sharp edge, smashing straight at the person under the seat.
"The minister is incompetent."
Li Zi lowered his neck and said with a more respectful expression than usual.
"You are indeed incompetent."
Song Pian said coldly.
As soon as these words came out, the hall fell silent.
Immediately, there was restlessness, and intermittently, a civil servant came out, spittle flying.
"The Prime Minister of the Right, with his own strength, recovered most of the arrears within half a ten-day period, which is extremely valuable."
"It's too harsh if you want to be good."
"The prince is eager to govern the country, but don't talk about it in a vague way. If the right minister can sell more than half of the IOUs, it is already God bless Dali."
"God bless Dali?"
Song Pian repeated it over and over again, looking at the courtier who said this with his eyes like sharp blades:
"When is it his turn, Li Zitian blesses Dali?"
Her voice was heavy, "In your eyes, there is still this palace, there is a saint!"
The person she was staring at softened his knees, hit the golden brick, and said in a trembling voice:
"Chen, I don't dare, please forgive me."
This is not a big deal, it all depends on how people understand it, but it made the prince angry.
All of a sudden, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty all raised their eyebrows, and the prince was determined to deal with Li Zi.
No one dared to speak for Li Zi and Zhao Peng again.
Feng Chenyi watched from the side, wondering if it was time for him to speak and pave the way for the prince, when he saw someone else coming out.
When he saw it, it was Zhao Tiancheng, the official minister of the Songqu School:
"The minister has the original play."
"Speak." Song Pian's eyes flashed a smile, and said lightly.
"As far as the minister knows, the right minister only sought out ordinary officials to ask for the arrears. However, there was no pressure on the palace of the eldest princess, the mansion of the princes, and the family who were close to the royal family."
Zhao Tiancheng talked freely: "The minister also asked the minister to read the note, and it is these people who owe the most debts—"
"The debt is 860,000 taels, and the Right Prime Minister recovers 120,000 taels. How can it be called God's blessing to Dali? Even hard work and great achievements are absolutely indescribable."
Li Zi couldn't kneel anymore, and turned his head and scolded:
"Why are you a mere servant, why do you intervene in this matter!"
"As a minister, I share the worries of the king." Zhao Tiancheng raised his head.
Li Zi ignored Zhao Tiancheng and then showed his loyalty to Song Pian:
"Prince Mingjian, the imperial relatives are the masters of Dali, and the ministers are human officials, how dare, how dare to persecute?"
"If the prince takes this crime of governing his ministers, minister, willing to confess his guilt."
Li Zi fell to the ground and didn't move for a while.
Song Pian looked at Li Zi on the ground without any disturbance.
Li Ziruo, a minister of civil and military affairs in the Manchu Dynasty, and relatives of the imperial family, was really offended, and he was the prime minister. He didn't need Song Pian to make a move, and his subordinates could kick him down and drag him down.
Therefore, he pretended to be smart to avoid the royal family and relatives, and only used the ministers to open the knife, and Feng Yuexian solved it on the Feng family side.
It goes without saying that the ones he really tried to pursue were those who had no foundation in the DPRK and who came from poor backgrounds.
That's it, it added a lot of obstacles to him, and he has been at a disadvantage in the upward direction for a while.
Song Pian laughed instead of being angry, her voice soft:
"Li Xiangqiao is a tongue-in-cheek and eloquent."
The hall was silent, and no one dared to answer.
Li Zi's hair was frozen in the air, as if being pressed by a boulder, he couldn't move.
Zuo Xiang came out of the line tremblingly: "My minister, there is a play."
"Zhong Jian, the third son of the eldest princess' residence, borrowed money from the treasury, confiscated Liangtian Villas on the outskirts of Beijing, committed slaves and murders, and robbed civilian girls.
"The Marquis of Xinyang and the Mansion of Chen Yangbo borrowed tens of thousands of silver taels in the name of renovating their mansions, but used them to make money for profit. They have their staff in the thirteen counties and counties from Shangjing to the south. They used the treasury silver taels to make profits and deceived the Ministry of Households, but they have not been returned yet. , it can be called selfishness and selfishness.”
"Before the King of Chu went to the fief in southern Yunnan, he took away 100,000 snowflake silver. It has been five years since the King of Chu sealed the prince, and the taxes in southern Yunnan have never entered the treasury. The King of Chu has never returned a single piece of silver."
Zuo Xiang looked down at Li Zi, who was kneeling at his feet, and his voice was old and stern:
"The evil deeds, dare to ask Li Xiang, have you ever mentioned the slightest bit?"
"In the name of respect, you do something to cover up, you can be worthy of the prince's entrustment, the state society!"
Li Zi fell to the ground, fighting with both sides.
The Zhong family members, the Marquis of Xinyang, and Chen Yangbo, who were named by Zuo Xiang, knelt down in the center of the hall in a panic, and hesitated, but couldn't come up with a reason, and could only shout that they were wronged.
"Prince Mingjian, this minister has been wronged!"
The orthodoxy of the royal family is withering, the old emperor is so fooled, and they act boldly. Although they have been warned for the past two days, but people spit out the money they ate? Who is willing.
Looking at the other dukes' mansions, none of them went to the Ministry of Household to sell IOUs. If they went to their own homes, they would be called timid as a mouse.
Why don't you wait, maybe it's just thunder and rain
Who would have thought that when it came to the court meeting, not only Li Zi was reprimanded and took the crown prince's anger, but several of them were also called out.
It would be better to be timid and return the money, there is no chance that there is still a chance!
Song Piantao wouldn't care how the people below regretted it in their hearts.
At this moment, there was begging for mercy in the hall, but no one came out to speak for them.
The debt-free Feng family and the princelings all stood watching the excitement.
Everyone who hasn't paid back the money is in danger, and they don't dare to move their clothes, holding their breath, for fear of being called by the prince.
Song Pian glanced at the people in the hall and said loudly:
"Li Zi was sloppy, perfunctory, and did not fulfill his duties. He did not collect all the debts within half a decade. Li Zi was assigned by this palace, and this palace is also at fault."
"This time, the Shuntian Palace cannot help but chase after him."
Feng Chenyi tutted softly, no more arrests, no good show to watch
Hearing that there is no need to be taken to Shuntian Mansion, those who have not paid off their debts are relieved.
It seems that the prince still has some points in his heart. If all the officials are locked up, there will be no one in the court to help him.
Before they could relax, they heard the prince say:
"Since Li Zi is incompetent, I will personally supervise him."
Everyone's faces froze.
Song Pian smiled lightly, but there was no real smile:
"The holy dragon is not in good health, and this palace has to perform the responsibility of supervising the country. It is inevitable that I have no skills, and I cannot afford to visit every family and collect debts."
The people below shrank their necks, shivered, and scolded mother in their hearts—
Who dares to let the prince come to collect debts
"Within seven days, if the IOU has not been cancelled, the official will be downgraded by one rank. The ranks of the princes and lords, whether downgraded to hereditary or hereditary, will be downgraded by one grade. After seven days, they will be downgraded by one grade until the debt is paid off. payment."
"This-"
Some people were extremely shocked in their hearts, and they could not help but exclaim.
Song Pian narrowed his eyes and made a final decision:
"If you keep in arrears, it will be handed over to Shuntian Mansion. Children of the clan, three generations are not allowed to enter official positions, and they are not allowed to be officials."
"As for the few people mentioned by the left minister just now, they will be handed over to Shuntian Prefecture to be dealt with in accordance with the law."
There was a long silence below.
After today's court meeting, no one dared to challenge the prince's majesty.
The eldest princess' mansion and Hou Bo's fate were there, and the Shuntian mansion had come to the door. Who would dare to test the bottom line of the prince.
If he did not pay back the money, he would be demoted and dismissed, until he was imprisoned, implicated in the entire clan.
A few words completely broke the mind of the Manchu civil and military and the royal relatives in arrears.
After leaving the court, Song Pian walked to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, sent out several imperial decrees, and began to review the memorial.
Zuo Xiang sat on the stool and said with emotion:
"Prince is resourceful and resourceful, and even this hand is very beautiful in preparation."
"This will definitely knock the mountain and shake the tiger, and wake up the officials."
Song Piantao asked him to point out the evil deeds of the three people at the top, shocking the imperial relatives.
The eldest princess' mansion is extremely arrogant, and the crime is not difficult to investigate. The matter of giving money to money was slanderous and extremely fragmented, involving many counties and counties, and it was also investigated upside down.
The woman should not be underestimated, Zuo Xiang stroked his beard, full of satisfaction.
Song Piantao's subordinates froze, almost dizzying out a thick cloud of ink on the paper.
These were still given to her by Feng Yuexian.
The number of dark guards under her is limited. The King of Chu has poisoned the first empress and the old emperor many years ago.
The palace guards couldn't leave. She arrived for the first time, and there was no reliable manpower for a while, so Feng Yuexian took the initiative to offer help.
Piece by piece, the evidence is conclusive, and even witnesses are waiting on Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing, and they will definitely be convicted in one fell swoop.
The moon is free…
I don't know when Feng Yuexian is willing to come back.