"At that time, I didn't know that you were reborn." Shen Lou coughed lightly, thinking he was a child, so he treated him like a child, but didn't want to make a joke.
Lin Xin didn't intend to let him go, "If I'm not reborn, what are you going to do? I'll keep you by my side all the time, and after I tie my hair, I'll be a prisoner. I will practice with you during the day, and I will bear your pain at night..."
Before he finished speaking, Shen Lou covered his mouth, and said angrily, "How could I do such nasty things!"
Lin Xin blinked, stuck out his tongue, and licked the warm palm. The other party immediately shrank back as if being licked by a tongue of fire. Burying his head into Shen Lou's chest, he couldn't help laughing out loud, this reason was enough for him to laugh at Shen Lou for the rest of his life.
Shen Lou looked at the guy trembling with laughter in his arms, and suddenly remembered that when Lin Xin got into bed and said "Your Majesty, it's already very hot", it must have been intentional. But at this time it is obviously inappropriate to say it, Lin Xin is not afraid of this. Gritting his teeth, he covered him with a quilt and went to bed!
The next day, the draft on the law of cutting deer was brought to the court meeting.
The annual tribute of the princes is 10% added to deer glass and 10% reduced to gold. Weighing and inspection on the spot, if there is a lack of catty or fineness, the ground will be cut according to the situation.
There was an uproar in the hall.
The civil servants who heard the law of cutting deer for the first time were shocked.
"This is the meaning of reducing the title. The princes and princes will definitely resist fiercely."
"It's easy to say, but what's the quality? The inspector says it's good, and it's not good."
"This is a good thing. The territory of the princes is too wide, and there are only Guanneihou in the domain of the princes. But the land in the Central Plains is constantly being divided, and now the land in the Central Plains is smaller than the Northern Territory."
Emperor Yuanshuo sat on the dragon chair and let the people below discuss. The crown prince stood on his left with a calm face. Feng Zhong walked as the Secretary of the Central Committee and was allowed to enter the court to listen to the government. As a prince, he stood at the forefront of civil officials.
"Okay!" Feng Zhuoyi said, stopping the buzzing of the crowd, "This is a draft, not a decree. If you have any opinions, feel free to raise them."
Let me speak alone, and all the civil servants who were talking enthusiastically just now shut up. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this law of cutting deer is aimed at princes and princes. Most of the civil servants in the court are from minor nobles, and this decree does not hinder them. How to say it, you have to think again.
At the end of the civilian line, someone suddenly came out, strode to the center of the hall, knelt on the ground and shouted.
"Cutting off one county in one year can wipe out one prince within three generations. This is a hundred-year plan. Fortunately, it is even possible!" Everyone looked at the person who shouted, and they all felt uncomfortable. However, Feng Zhong recognized it. This person was the mortal Juzi whom he and Lin Xin saw in the teahouse that day, and they noticed him because he shouted "Close the boundaries and return power to the Son of Heaven".
"Who is this person?" Du Huang, who was standing beside Feng Zhong, asked in a low voice.
"I heard it's a retainer of Marquis Wangting." Feng Zhong said with his head turned. He was good at remembering faces. The other day Shen Lou said that this person was recommended by Marquis Wangting, so he remembered it.
Du Huang understood, nodded slightly towards Feng Zhong, thanked His Royal Highness the King of England for the point, and frowned at the mortal who boasted so much.
How can it be said casually that one of the princes will be destroyed within three generations? The royal family and princes have lived in peace for more than a hundred years, maintaining a delicate balance with each other. Even if the purpose of the emperor's law of cutting deer is clear, it cannot be said so bluntly.
The prince sealed the chapter and said angrily: "It's a bunch of nonsense. When did you say that you will cut down the princes? This is just a proposal for annual tribute."
"Luo Shijun, who will allow you to roar at the court!" Feng Zhuoyi originally admired this person's literary talent and ideas, and made an exception to allow Luo Shijun, who has not yet participated in Chunwei, to enter the court for a hearing. He did not expect this person to be so eager for quick success, "Drag it out!"
Two Jinwu guards stepped forward, dragged him out without saying a word, and gave him a good beating.
The court fell into silence, the emperor rubbed his eyebrows, "King Ying, what do you think?" Feng Zhong had read this draft.
"Adding 10% deer glass and reducing 10% gold may cause the price of deer glass to rise. And it is late autumn now, it is too late for the princes to prepare deer glass, and the implementation will have to wait until next year." Feng Zhong said carefully, avoiding direct To evaluate the pros and cons of this bill, there is only one practical problem.
The king's words were very pertinent and reasonable, and many people nodded in agreement.
But the prince said: "Tomorrow and tomorrow, it will never be implemented. My son thinks that there is no need to pay tribute this year, and send someone to check the deer glass, and implement one first."
It is common for princes to use inferior tributes as good ones when they pay the annual tribute, or to fill up less deer glass with gold, and the treasury is short of deer glass, which is why they put forward the extreme practice of "use deer glass for all annual tributes" a few days ago. The royal family is eager to solve the problem of Luli, and the law of cutting deer is the most suitable now.
The court fell into silence again, and Zhongshu ordered Du Huang to speak, "Since we want to implement it, we also need a person who inspects Luli. This person must be impartial and not favoritism, and he must have a very high background, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public."
Du Huang was born in a noble family, which is rare among civil servants, and the Du family is a noble family. As the order of Zhongshu, he is best at trying to figure out the emperor's mind, so he can't speak out against it at the moment, but it is still possible to make the implementation of the law more difficult.
Impartiality is to ensure that this person will not be bought by the princes, so that he will not secretly fill his own pockets; he has a very high family background, because this position has to face all the great noble families, and it is impossible for ordinary people or subordinates to do so. This is why the emperor did not choose Zhou Kang to cut the deer.
It is almost impossible to meet these two conditions at the same time. If you are born high, you must be a great nobleman. How can a great nobleman help the emperor weaken himself? Unless this person is a royal family.
Thinking of this, many eyes turned to Yingwang Fengzhong, both openly and secretly.
"Du Qing is right, but I have already found this person, pass it on to Marquis of the Deer!" The emperor smiled slightly.
Cut the deer? This title was unheard of, everyone raised their ears and looked outside the hall.
Wearing an azure blue silk gown, wearing wind-climbing boots, walking lightly, with cold eyes, like a lone wolf on a snow-capped mountain. The ancient knife at his waist was bent like a crescent moon, and when he stepped into the hall with one foot, thousands of blood and evil spirits spread instantly, and everyone couldn't help holding their breath.
"Sir, Lin Xin, see the emperor!" Lin Xin knelt down on one knee and saluted. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the civil servants who were whispering, and immediately stopped talking, and he didn't dare to say more.
It was just now that they were confused by the aura of thousands of troops, and it was only at this moment that everyone realized that this is just a young man who has not reached the weak crown!
"Pingshen!" Emperor Yuan Shuo was very satisfied with Lin Xin's performance, "This is the orphan of Lin Zhenghan, the Marquis of Deer Hunting. I just found him back recently. He was young and promising, and even the champion of martial arts was defeated by him. Marquis of Deer Cutting, inherited his father's fiefdom, and enforced the law of cutting deer for me."
"Willing to die for my emperor!" Lin Xin knelt down again and said loudly.
Feng Zhong looked at Lin Xin, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Master promised well yesterday that he would talk to Lin Xin and prevent the emperor from making him Marquis of the Deer. Is this the result of the talk? I tried my best to wink at Lin Xin, but the other party didn't even give him a glance from the corner of the eye, as if he didn't know him.
The Marquis of Cutting the Deer has been decided, and the rest will be easy to handle.
Du Huang sat in the Zhongshu Provincial Yamen, worrying so much that he lost his beard, "Is there any memorial against the law of cutting deer?"
The officials of Zhongshu Ministry searched through the memorial, "Yes!"
"Hurry up and bring it here!" Du Huang's eyes lit up, and he took it over for a closer look, but was disappointed. This just means that the law of cutting deer sounds too fierce and obviously has no good intentions.
"The deer order is much better." Feng Zhong smiled wryly.
"Hey, no, I have to write a memorial!" Du Huang picked up his pen, thought twice, and wrote a thousand-character remonstrance eloquently.
The courtiers and workers are all petty nobles and mortals, all wishing to cut off the fiefdoms of the princes, and they have all become blind at this moment. The deer order is a good thing for the royal family, but if it is implemented too quickly, or if it is not done properly, some small princes' families will be ruined, and the big princes will rise up.
As the order of Zhongshu, Du Huang is equivalent to Prime Minister Zuo, and has a high prestige in the court. A few days later, he read out this remonstrance in court, and many people immediately echoed it. The discretionary deer order can be postponed, but it needs to be suspended, and the big princes are given some immunity.
If the great princes are given immunity, the deer order will lose its meaning. Emperor Yuan Shuo was furious when he heard this, and left in a huff.
It was night, while Du Huang was studying at home, he suddenly felt a cold and murderous aura covering his hood. Grabbing the spirit sword, he turned over and rolled behind the desk, with a sound of "boom," the bamboo mat he was sitting on was cut in half, the pen and ink on the table were blown up, and the ink spilled all over the floor.
"Who?" Du Huang drew his sword, and the sword energy swept towards the beams, but found nothing. A scimitar appeared behind him silently, his pupils shrank, Du Huang used his spiritual power, turned over in mid-air, and faced the ancient demon sword.
Spurred by the master's killing intent, bursts of bloody aura snaked out along the blade of Tungou. Lin Xin raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Master Du is very skilled, no wonder he can accompany the Jinwu Guard to the Southern Region."
"The Marquis of Cutting the Deer is full of praise," Du Huang said with a fake smile, "I don't know what the so-called Lord Marquis visits late at night?"
"Of course I didn't come to ask you for a drink." Lin Xin exerted his strength suddenly and pushed Du Huang out. Before he could attack again, he grabbed something from the shadow of the beam and held it firmly in his hand. inside.
The sword that Du Huang attacked again seemed to be frozen, he stood up for an instant, and said in a broken voice: "Yulang!" Lin Xin grabbed his youngest son, Du Yulang, who was less than five years old.
"The order to apprehend the deer is the country's great policy. It will be very difficult for the emperor to obstruct Du Xiang." Lin Xin's tone was filled with faint sighs, as if he was chatting with an acquaintance, and he did not seem to be threatening anyone at all.
"How do you treat him?" Du Huang gritted his teeth. It must have been the emperor's order for Hou Hou to treat him like this, so it's useless to say more.
"I just like Master Du being so forthright. Sue Lao, Ding You, choose one." Lin Xin showed a surly smile, which was very scary in the moonlit night.
Coming out of Du's house, Lin Xin met Shen Lou who was waiting for him at the corner of the street.
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