Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Chapter 2994: maintain

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The emperor glanced at ten lines at a glance, and then his eyes widened in shock. Even with a thick skin like him, he couldn't help saying: "Shameless~~"

Gu Zhong, who was serving his tea, shook his hands slightly, and couldn't help raising his head to take a quick look at him. He felt that his face was fine, so he felt relieved, and while serving the tea, he asked with a smile, "Master Zhou, did you say that?" What fun thing?"

The emperor curled his lips, read the letter back and forth twice, then picked up the envelope and looked at it, and said: "Fortunately, she is still ashamed and didn't write a note, knowing that I will not pass it on."

That's what he said, but he handed the letter to Gu Zhong very smoothly, motioning him to read it.

Gu Zhong felt that the emperor's face was pretty good, although he looked disgusted, so he smiled and bowed to accept it, and opened the letter to read.

After reading the letter, Gu Zhong: ...

After holding back for a long time, he finally managed to utter a word, "Master Zhou is really... a wonderful idea."

The emperor snorted, "Is this a whimsical idea? This is lazy, trying to take a shortcut."

Gu Zhong then asked, "What does His Majesty mean..."

"They can do whatever they want, why don't they take a shortcut?" The emperor knocked on the table, "Write a letter, ask the son-in-law to write a... miscellaneous book of anecdotes and anecdotes, in which Taibai is depicted as Zhou Man, and let She is the lifespan of disease. Tantra can write books, can't they write books themselves?"

The image of gods can change, even men and women can change, so what can't be changed

In the past, Taibai was the master of swordsman killing and the image of a great general, but now it is often rumored among the people that she is a woman who is responsible for disasters and diseases. Since it is variable, it should be more thorough.

The emperor knocked on the table, "In addition to the life expectancy of the disease, let the concubine write some more about Taibai's prevention and control of the disease. Didn't Zhou Man always want to vaccinate in places outside the capital? If someone really believes that she is Taibai, let them vaccinate It would be so much easier.”

Gu Zhongdu agreed, began to study ink, wrote the letter on behalf of himself, handed it to the emperor for reading, and then stamped his private seal.

The emperor thought for a while, and instead of asking him to seal the envelope, he added a sentence at the end of the letter, telling Zhou Man and the others to take it easy. If the rumors were too serious, if the court ministers asked him, he would not keep her a secret.

The emperor consciously wouldn't spread it to the outside world, but this matter was so fun that he endured it all day, and at night he couldn't help but go to the queen to whisper.

"I don't know how many people in this world want to be gods, but they only dare to come quietly, don't tell others, they don't even show their thoughts. It's better for her to write to me directly to ask me," the emperor said, "Daily life Lang just sat on his knees, not knowing how Tai Shiling would write about her in the future, hahaha... "

The queen couldn't help laughing, and pushed the emperor, "Your Majesty is too narrow-minded, since you know it, why bother to say it after reading the letter?"

If he didn't say anything, could Qi Jilang still take his letter and open it

The emperor laughed loudly and said, "We must let future generations know how Taibai got here this week, right?"

There are traces to follow, and the last hidden danger of mortals becoming immortals is also eliminated.

The empress only blamed for a while, but didn't blame the emperor very much.

The daily notes made by Qijulang will be sealed after being recorded. After the emperor dies, it will be possible to open the history for another emperor.

So it doesn't matter if this matter is known by the living man. To be able to be the living man, tight mouth is the first element. The emperor may leak the secret, but the living man is generally impossible.

So the queen told the emperor, "You can't tell others anymore."

Emperor: "Don't worry, I won't talk about it again."

Because he said it confidently, the next day's small court ended, and when everyone was sitting and resting, the emperor watched Wei Zhi's ministers hesitate to speak, and resisted the urge to share.

It provoked Wei Zhi to look at him several times, and seeing that he was hesitant to speak but stopped looking and then retracted his gaze without gnawing, he couldn't help asking, "Does Your Majesty have something to talk to the minister about?"

"No," the emperor denied it very quickly. After a pause, he changed the topic, "Yang Heshu has gone to the south of the Yangtze River, do you have a copy?"

Li Shangshu of the Ministry of Officials said: "Yes, there are reports of his impeachment, saying that he had a big banquet when he arrived in Yangzhou. Although he was a supervisor, he did not perform his duties as a supervisor."

After a pause, Li Shangshu asked, "Your Majesty, do you want him to argue?"

The emperor waved his hand indifferently and said, "No need, just suppress it for now."

Yang Heshu had just passed by, I'm afraid his buttocks were still hot, and the impeachment at this time was just a test of the waters, and the emperor didn't want Yang Heshu to spend too much energy on the debate.

He said to Mr. Tang: "He is your man now, you should read more papers, and suppress the papers of impeachment first during this time."

Huainan Road is under the jurisdiction of Yushitai, and Yang Heshu, the inspector, is now under Old Tang, but the emperor has given him a lot of power. He can not only supervise the officials under Huainan Road, but also intervene in civil affairs. An army was delivered to him...

As long as the ministers in the court are not fools, they can see why the emperor gave Yang Heshu so much power.

So before Yang and the scholar arrived in Yangzhou, the officials on Huainan Road became nervous.

If he was not from the Yang family, and the Yang family is quite famous and powerful in the south of the Yangtze River, he might not even be able to reach Yangzhou.

Meeting a bandit on the road, getting sick or something is most normal.

Of course, it wasn't that Yang Heshu didn't meet by accident, but he also brought a lot of people with him, so the accident didn't seem very important.

The emperor ordered the table, and thought deeply: "Bai Shan wants to build a ferry in Beihai County. Is there any surplus money in the household department?"

Liu Shangshu thought about it seriously, but said nothing.

Sure enough, Wei Zhixian expressed his objection, "Your Majesty, I have always disagreed with building another ferry in Beihai County, and the ferry in Laizhou can be used."

As the county magistrate of Beihai County, Bai Shan is right to seek profit for Beihai County, but he is the prime minister of the Jin Dynasty, so he has to think about the whole Jin Dynasty, so he said: "It will cost a lot to rebuild the ferry. It is not far from Beihai County to Laizhou Ferry Not very far."

The emperor thought about it, and felt that what he said made sense, so he stopped mentioning the matter and said, "Let's talk about it after the prince comes back."

But Bai Shan obviously couldn't afford to wait. As soon as he returned to Beihai County, he began to ask people to find a craftsman who could make the ferry. Of course, it is not so easy to find. A craftsman who can draw blueprints must be able to make ferry drawing paper Bai Shan inquired about the craftsman, but there is none in Qingzhou.

He could only write letters to his classmates in the capital, asking them to help find them.

It was almost the Ghost Festival when Mr. Zhuang received their letter.

The members of the Zhou family were gathering together. They had received Zhou Man's letter a month ago, and then they began to write letters asking all their sons to come to the capital. They wanted to discuss what to do with the family's property, according to Man Bao's Come up with an idea, or split up...