Hearing this, the emperor raised his eyes to the Yizhou king with a silly smile on his face. He didn't realize that he was old and thin, but instead had a ruddy complexion. He seemed to be living a much better life than him.
But he nodded anyway.
The queen mother sighed, "This child's fief has been cut in half, and life is hard. You are his own brother, and you don't say you love him."
The emperor's eyebrows twitched, when did he cut off half of it, it was obviously only less than a third.
Distress also appeared on the emperor's face, and he said to the queen mother: "Mother, wait a little longer, the Jianweiyan incident has just passed, and the tax has just been re-collected this year. I heard that the resettlement of the victims in Yizhou is not very good, and the ministers are very concerned. There is a lot of complaints, and it may be difficult to recover at this time, so let’s wait another two years.”
The emperor looked at the king of Yizhou and said, "Fifth brother, when all the victims in Yizhou have been resettled, and the court will forget about it in two years, I will re-allocate the fief to you. If you are interested, you can change it to another place." OK."
Before the king of Yizhou could speak, the queen mother quickly said, "He has finally gotten used to living in Yizhou, where can he change? If you want me to say, you can give him a few counties and states near Yizhou, so as not to change back and forth. Still unaccustomed."
The emperor smiled and nodded.
Seeing that he agreed, the Empress Dowager's complexion looked better, and she asked, "By the way, it's been more than four years since the flood, why haven't the refugees been resettled yet? What do the governors and county magistrates of Yizhou do?"
The emperor laughed and said: "The county magistrate of Huayang County is the son of Tang Minghui. I read his papers. In the first two years, he wrote a letter saying that it was difficult to be an official in Huayang County. The fields have all disappeared, and I don't know how to resettle the victims, so I apologize to me."
The queen mother was silent for a while, and she glanced at her youngest son, seeing him bowed his head, she turned her head and said to the emperor, "Tang Minghui's son is no more than a crown?"
"That's not true, there are twenty-five or six."
"That's too small. Young people are unreliable in their work, and they complain to you about trivial things. There are so many difficult things in this world. Does the emperor have to worry about it alone? Then what do you want those ministers to do?"
The emperor smiled and nodded, "What the queen mother said is true."
The Empress Dowager didn't want to continue on this topic, she was afraid that the more she talked, the more she would collapse, so she simply switched to the topic of safety, she pointed to a young man and said: "Before you came, Xin'an wrote a poem, I read it very well , you also come to have a taste."
Turning around and seeing the prince and others, he smiled and said, "Come and try to compose a song, too."
The prince doesn't like to write poems, but the emperor's grandmother said so, can he still refuse
He glanced at his brothers.
The youngest, Li Li, immediately went up to him and said cheerfully, "Grandmother, what question did you ask Prince Xin'an?"
"What is it called the king of Xin'an County, the big cousin," the queen mother said angrily, "you are brothers, please don't be so polite to your family."
"Yes, yes, the emperor's grandmother is right, what question did you ask the eldest cousin?"
The emperor's complexion improved a little, and he sat down on his seat, and simply called the king of Yizhou to speak next, and let the children go to play with the queen mother.
Among his sons, no matter the seventh prince who just learned to walk and talk or the sixth prince who just went to school, from the prince to the fifth prince, only the third son can write poems.
Sometimes the emperor himself was very puzzled, why didn't his sons look like him
When the queen pulled Yizhou princess into the door with a smile, the hall was full of excitement. Li Li wrote a good poem, which made the queen mother laugh out loud. Brothers and cousins were all complimenting each other, and it was a joyous time.
If it weren't for the fact that there were several impeachment papers on the emperor's case table, the queen would have thought that their family was so harmonious and warm.
Although the Queen Mother loved the King of Yizhou very much and missed him very much, she wished to keep him by her side all the time, but the King of Yizhou was still a vassal king when he grew up, and he still had to go to the palace at night.
The queen mother regretfully let the king of Yizhou take his wife and children out, but left Princess Yunfeng in the palace.
"Anyway, you're going to come to the palace tomorrow, so just leave her here and let her talk to my old lady."
Princess Yunfeng held the Queen Mother's arm and said with a smile: "I also like the emperor's grandmother, and I want to stay and take care of the emperor's grandmother."
Princess Yizhou said angrily: "You, it's fine if you don't disturb your imperial grandmother, how about taking care of her?"
"Who said that as long as she is with me, I will be happy," the queen mother said with a smile, "I have a palace servant to serve tea and water. Is there still a lack of servants in our palace?"
The queen lowered her head. Three years ago, because of the severe floods in Yizhou, the queen and the emperor decided to release a group of palace servants after discussion. At that time, the queen mother was a little displeased. She didn't expect this matter to be brought up after three years.
Guozixue was well-informed, so within two days Bai Shan came back and told Man Bao, "The emperor ordered the other princes to come to Beijing. August is approaching, and they should arrive before the Mid-Autumn Festival. By then, the capital will definitely be much more lively. "
He said: "I heard people say that the Yizhou Palace was very lively yesterday, and many relatives and friends came to catch up with old friends. Someone spread the word that the Queen of Yizhou chose a good day on the first day of August to entertain relatives and friends. You want to sell flowers. How about I ask Liu Gui to inquire for you?"
Man Bao shook his head, "No, my fifth brother is now buying for restaurants and knows a lot of people. I'll ask him to inquire."
Bai Shan glanced at the flowers outside, and asked, "Are you going to sell so many flowers to the Yizhou Palace?"
"That's not true. It sells so much, how much does it cost for their family to hold a banquet, and you can't take a moment to pull the wool. You have to wait until it grows again and then pull it again."
Bai Shan: "...you never thought about changing to another sheep?"
"Let's wait until the other princes and county kings enter the capital, and then I will sell them whichever one is not pleasing to the eye." Man Bao snorted: "One family, there is such a bad person as the King of Yizhou, and the others There must be bad ones.”
Although Bai Shan felt that she was being too arbitrary, he wasn't talking about this right now. He was curious, "What's wrong with your flowers? I think they look pretty good, why do you choose someone who doesn't like it to sell?" .”
Man Bao coughed lightly, rolled his eyes, and told him in a low voice, "I only have one problem with this flower, that is, I don't know what it will look like in a year, two or three years."
Why are people willing to buy rare flowers at high prices
Because after buying a pot, as long as he doesn't raise the dead and the disabled, he can have such a rare pot of flowers within a few years, and even one pot becomes two pots, and two pots become four pots...
Or breed it into other flowers.
Her flower gene is not stable, and it can be guaranteed now but not in the future, so it's better to sell it to people who don't like it, especially those who have done bad things.