At night, the Zetian Hall was brightly lit. Hundreds of crane palace lanterns glowed with a faint luster, illuminating this magnificent palace. When Lin Muyu arrived, he found that many important officials had arrived, Tang Lan and Su Muyun, the two princes. They are all here. Although the foreign surname is not to be a king, the power of these two people is too great. The rule of not to be a king seems to be invalid for them. In addition, the ministers participating in the meeting are the leaders of the major legions, and the six ministries. Shang Shu, except for these top-notch officials, they are all fresh faces.
Some people Lin Muyu knew, such as Ji Lin and Ouyang Pingping, who belonged to the four great families of Tianshu. Most of the people attending the banquet tonight are members of Tianshu Pavilion, which can already make people faintly foresee what will happen.
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"Mu Mu..."
Tang Xiaoxi greeted her from a distance. She was wearing a fire-red gown with exquisite gems and gold patterns dotted with delicate gems and gold patterns, which set off this beautiful girl who had gradually grown into a more glamorous figure. The long skirt is wrapped in her exquisite and curvy body, which outlines the perfect curve full of youthfulness, which can be called Huaguang.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but brighten her eyes and smiled: "Xiaoxi is so beautiful tonight..."
Tang Xiaoxi said with a small mouth and smiled: "Fortunately you are here today, otherwise I have been dressed in vain for so long..."
As she said, she seemed to feel that the remark was too suggestive, and couldn't help her small face flushing, turning her pretty face away from Lin Muyu, acting as if I hadn't said anything.
"Okay, let's take a seat..."
Qin Yan, the commander of the Yulin Army, walked over in armor, followed by a few calm-looking Yulin Guards, respectfully clasped his fists, and smiled: "Brother, here you are... You and Princess Xi are seated at a distance from your Highness. The nearest place, come with me."
"good."
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After everyone was seated, Qin Yin finally came, dressed in a beautiful dark blue dress wrapped in a beautiful figure, and the robe was decorated with a pattern of a dragon with azure blue spiritual power gemstones, beautiful and majestic. Holding the faintly glowing Heavenly Sword in his hand, he gently sat on the throne, smiling and looking at the officials, not angry and prestigious.
When the female emperor arrived, everyone naturally calmed down quickly.
But Qin Yin's gaze fell on Lin Muyu, because he hadn't seen him for many days.
Lin Muyu stared at Qin Yin, read the miss from Qin Yin's gaze, couldn't help pouting a little prankly, and aired a kiss to the empress, and Qin Yin's cheek flushed suddenly, but the group of officials were too far away and the angle was too far. No, I don't know what happened, but Shangguan Jingyue, the female official standing next to Qin Yin, gave a grin.
"Okay, let's start the banquet." Qin Yin said.
"Yes…"
Shangguan Jingyue stepped forward and announced the start of the banquet, and the wine and dishes were served.
Since the reorganization of the Yulinwei, the Eagle’s Nest Camp has been rebuilt. It was supervised and built by Qin Yan himself. It quickly regained a staff of 700 or 800 people, and there are no shortage of strong people, so there is no need to worry about the food in the Zetian Temple. Now, there are so many game and rare fruits in Xunlong Forest, and the table is quickly filled with a refreshing fragrance.
Lin Muyu kept staring at the fish in front of him. It smelled very fragrant. It was the legendary dragon fish. The taste was so delicious that he had already moved his index finger.
Qin Yin picked up the wine glass, stood up gently, and said, "Masters, I invite you all to gather here tonight. I also hope that you will not be restrained, not drunk or return. Come, let us drink this cup to the full. May the Great Qin Empire prosper and live forever. bustling…"
"Prosperity and peace, eternal prosperity..."
Everyone toasted, drank the glass of wine in one go, and the empress toasted, no one dared not look at her face.
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After drinking, a mellow and spicy scent flowed into his throat, Lin Muyu immediately carried out a round of delicacy on the table in front of him, and when he was feasting, one person stood up during the dinner, it was Ji Lin.
"Ji Lin is in charge, is there anything going on?" Qin Yin asked with a smile.
Ji Lin clasped his fist and said: "His Royal Highness, the old minister has already drawn up the ranks and treatments of the people in the Tianshu Pavilion, please have a look at your highness."
Qin Yin waved his hand and said, "Master Palmer can just read it out directly, and let the adults listen."
"Yes…"
Ji Lin took out the dossier hidden in his sleeves, opened it, and said loudly: "Tianshu Pavilion, with the strategy of ruling the country by culture, but anyone who can engrave a book from the Tianshu Pavilion can be listed in the Tianshu Pavilion literary world, and those who write adult books will be titled. "People", monthly salary of two hundred gold coins; those who write a book of spirits, the title of "spiritual man", monthly salary of one thousand gold coins, reward hundreds of households; those who write a book of land, the title of "lander", monthly salary of three thousand gold coins, reward Five hundred households; those who write the book of heaven, the title of "Tianshi", the monthly salary of 10,000 gold coins, reward thousands of households, the title of Marquis; those who write the book of God, the monthly salary of one hundred thousand gold coins, the reward of thousands of households, the title of duke, the title is passed on from generation to generation , This is the list of the ranks of the Tianshu Pavilion proposed by the old minister, please have a look at it."
After Ji Lin's words, he suddenly seemed to throw a huge boulder into the ordinary banquet, causing an uproar...
Su Long, the leader of the Iron Blade Army, stood up by himself. His expression was very ugly, and his words were full of gunpowder. He said, "I'm pooh, you can be a marquis by writing a heavenly book. You are the marquis of the Great Qin Empire. Is it the cabbage on the rotten street? A mere landlord would want to pay three thousand gold coins. It's a dream. Do you know the monthly salary of the empire? The monarch of the dignified iron blade army only has one thousand gold coins. Why are you a landlord? Can be paid far more than us?"
The other commander also stood up, clasped his fist and said: "His Royal Highness Mingjian, we waited for the imperial soldiers from birth to death, and repeatedly fought against the demons and the Yihe country thieves, in exchange for the short-term peace and tranquility of the empire, and how many soldiers who died in the country. The bones are not yet cold, and now they are actually canonizing these so-called so-called so-called scribes, and the imperial soldiers are not convinced..."
There are more and more people who oppose it, and even Feng Jixing, Xiang Yu, and Su Yu's faces are a little unhappy.
Qin Yin nodded silently, and said: "I understand what you mean by commanding. But the engraved script of the heavens is a mysterious magic circle that can mobilize the power of the world. The empire has to pay attention to it, and Master Ji Lin's level is The monthly salary distribution... is not too exaggerated. After all, so far no one can write a heavenly book, and even a book from the ground is extremely rare."
At this time, the Ministry of Households stood up and respectfully said: "His Royal Highness, the annual income of the Ministry of Households is almost fixed. If... If there are really graded rewards like Lord Ji Lin, I am afraid that the expenditures of the Ministry of Households will greatly exceed the budget. There are more and more scribes writing scriptures from the heavens, and this expenditure will definitely increase, eventually reaching a point where the Ministry of Households cannot afford it."
"His Royal Highness..."
Feng Jixing said calmly: "I think... it's better to cut the monthly salary of some scribes a little bit, otherwise, as Master Shangshu said, the income of the entire empire will be exhausted by the Tianshu Pavilion."
However, at this moment, Qin Yong of the King’s Mansion stood up and respectfully said: "Your Highness, once the strategy of governing the country by culture is formulated, it must not be abandoned. The veteran believes that the salary listed by the head of Ji Lin is not excessive."
Qin Yin nodded slightly: "I see, Uncle Wang, please sit down."
"Yes…"
At this time, Xiang Yu slowly stood up and said: "His Royal Highness, the demons and the Yihe Kingdom are still eyeing the empire. If we spend all the Jin Yin coins on the Tianshu Pavilion, once the demons and the Yihe Kingdom When the war is launched again, what should the empire resist? Could it be that... can these scribes who have no power to hold the heavenly book guard the territory? I will not know... If these literary and historical people can reach the Yihe country, the voice of the iron hoof? I’ll be scared to pee my pants."
Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing. Even Xiang Yu seemed to be unable to sit still. Once Qin Yin approved the request of Tianshu Pavilion, then the empire was really strong and weak.
At this moment, next to Liu Yan, the Patriarch of the Liu Mansion of the four great families, a handsome man stood up, put away the paper fan with a brush, and said respectfully with his fists: "Your Majesty, I think you all will be the masters. They have never seen the power of the engraved script of the heavenly script. If they have seen it, they will probably recognize Master Ji Lin's demands."
Xiang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"
The young man respectfully said, "The second son in the Lower Liu Mansion, Liu Feng."
Qin Yin smiled slightly: "Master Liu Feng, you... what kind of heavenly book can you write?"
Liu Feng said: "The minister is not talented, I just wrote a low-grade book on the earth late last night. If I give the minister some more time, I will definitely be able to write a real book on the earth for your Highness..."
Not far away, Ji Lin said: "His Royal Highness, Liu Feng, the second son of the Liu Mansion, is indeed a rare wizard. He can write a book from the earth at the age of 27. It is rare in the world, and his aptitude and understanding are all first-class."
"Yes?"
With approval in her eyes, Qin Yin said: "The empire needs talents like Master Liu Feng, and I hope you will continue to work hard."
Liu Feng raised his head to look at Qin Yin, and was immediately impressed by the female emperor’s peerless appearance. For a time, the expression on his face was full of soul-satisfaction.
His mouthful "for Your Highness" made everyone a little uncomfortable, and Liu Feng's eyes towards Qin Yin were obviously less awed, but a little more frivolous.
Feng Jixing was slightly angry, and said: "Master Liu Feng, as a minister, you dare to look directly at His Royal Highness's face like this. Is it too frivolous?"
Liu Feng hurriedly lowered his head, and said respectfully: "The minister deserves to die... It's just that His Royal Highness's face is like the appearance of a heavenly man, so stunning and full of lead, it is really like a fairy in the mortal world, so that the minister can't help but look more. After a while, I hope... I hope your Highness will forgive sin..."
Feng Jixing clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger.
At this time, Lin Muyu stood up and said, "His Royal Highness, the final request is to halve the salary demands of Tianshu Pavilion."
"Oh, does Brother Ayu think that too?" Qin Yin smiled sweetly.
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Liu Feng saw that Qin Yin was so affectionate to Lin Muyu, but his heart was full of feelings, and said: "His Royal Highness, the salary of the Tianshu Pavilion must not be lowered. If the country is governed by culture, the scribes are the foundation of the empire... The expenditure on the establishment and equipment of the major armies of the empire is to spend the saved Jin Yin coins on the engravings of the heavenly script."
"Put P..."
Lin Muyu cursed an swear word, and said, "You can also speak out about reducing the imperial legion? Once the Mozu and Yihe Kingdom start a war, does the empire rely on your waste to guard the border?"
Liu Feng raised his sword eyebrows and said: "Scribes are not waste. Everyone in the empire can practice martial arts, but not everyone can write engraved texts from the heavenly scriptures. Only one in ten thousand can become a book. Yu leads himself on the basis of martial arts cultivation. , But... You must not underestimate the Tianshu Pavilion, because the Tianshu is something you will never be able to reach in your entire life..."
"Yes?"
Lin Muyu sneered: "If I can write a heavenly book, the monthly salary of Tianshu Pavilion will be halved, how about it?"
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"Can you write a book?" Liu Feng couldn't help but smile, his eyes full of contempt, and said: "If Commander Yu can write a book, even if it's just a book, I will bow down to Liu Feng..."
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