Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

Time passed and another two years passed.

Many things are quietly changing.

Under Concubine Wen's unremitting pursuit, the Empress Dowager could no longer bear the offensive, and the two stayed together and flew together.

Most of the concubines moved to the royal garden, and a few stayed in the palace. It was said that strange men came and went in the garden at night, and the news also spread to the palace.

How do you say this?

There is nothing wrong with it.

The old emperor has been dead for a few years, so we can't really keep people widowed. There are still many girls in their teens and 20s.It just so happens that they are the concubines of the old emperor, and it is impossible for them to marry again.

As long as they didn't go too far, Ling Liang and the emperor would just turn a blind eye to their behavior and pretend they didn't know anything about it.

Da'an's schools are running very well, and local governments attach great importance to them. In accordance with the requirements of the imperial court, they allocate special funds and publicize them in the streets and alleys to urge school-age children to enroll. Nowadays, even schools in remote villages do not accept male or female students.

After a long period of recuperation, Chiyan Fangu was ready to make a move again. Fortunately, Wang He and Mo Qi were stationed on the southwest border, and they could not afford to cause much trouble.

Murong Huaijin grew up quickly and learned almost everything, but he still needed Ling Liang to help him suppress the ministers, so he specially made Ling Liang a king.

That is, the regent is the default by the public, and his title is "loyalty".

On the day the imperial edict of the title of king was delivered, 999's nose was twisted with anger, "Is this guy Yang Huaijin crazy? His throne was given to him by his host, and he actually listened to the slanders of those ministers. How much thought the host spent on him, Why doesn't he trust the host!"

Ling Liang laughed loudly, not looking too angry, "Calm down, calm down, I haven't expressed my position yet, why are you angry first?"

When 999 saw that he didn't take the matter seriously, he became extremely anxious and said, "Host, stop laughing. The little bastard has turned into a wolf cub. Don't you be nervous!"

Ling Liang shrugged and rolled up the imperial edict carefully, "What are you afraid of? The military power is in the hands of your host and me. The little emperor has many things to rely on my host. Cui has done many good deeds in the past two years, and his reputation is at the peak of the sky. He Don’t dare to do anything to me.”

999 fell silent.

He had experience in rebellion, but Ling Liang didn't want to do it again if it wasn't necessary.

If you change one if you are not satisfied with one, how much time will be wasted?

It is impossible for a creature like the emperor to be without suspicion, and a king without suspicion is not a qualified king.

Anyone sitting in that position would worry about gains and losses. Ling Liang allowed Murong Huaijin to doubt himself appropriately.

He wants to cultivate a backbone for the people of Da'an, instead of a mindless puppet who follows the crowd and follows others' opinions.

The spring breeze blew slowly on people's faces, and the young emperor who visited the imperial garden still had his childlike innocence and ordered the palace servants to take out the paper kites.

He held the spool and carefully pulled the swallow-shaped paper kite, but after a while, the black swallow hanging above fell to the ground.

Murong Huaijin was annoyed and turned to Ling Liang, who was following him not far or near for help.

Ling Liang asked him to put the kite into the sky again, then take the spool, and sometimes let out and sometimes take up the line according to the direction of the wind. The swallow would steadily float towards the clouds in the east wind.

Higher and higher, further and further away, tightening the thread, the swallow will stay high in the sky, swaying in the wind.

Ling Liang handed the spool back to Murong Huaijin, "Your Majesty, be careful not to cut your hand."

Murong Huaijin felt the tension and said, "Okay."

The maids and eunuchs did not dare to disturb the emperor's mood and stayed far behind.

Murong Huaijin looked up for a long time and saw the kite swaying gently in the air, free and easy, but constrained by the spool at his end, never completely free.

He sighed, "There is no better way to govern your subordinates than this."

Ling Liang agreed, "Yes, ministers are just like paper kites, and your majesty is the one who flies the kite. How to fly the kite so high, and what to do to ensure that the kite keeps spinning, are all issues that your majesty needs to consider."

"I, you must know how to delegate power. It is useless to just hold the line in your hands. If I give the corresponding powers, the courtiers can show their abilities, but at the same time, I should also have the ability to freely control the power. Ability, is this what King Zhong means?"

Murong Huaijin said slowly and thoughtfully.

"Your Majesty is smart."

Ling Liang accompanied Murong Huaijin to enjoy the flowers again, and then Murong Huaijin finally got to the point.

He knew that calling him here would not be just to fly a kite and enjoy the scenery, but Ling Liang was still surprised when he heard Murong Huaijin's idea of ​​vigorously promoting business development.

...The idea is a good one, but a bit out of place.

Ling Liang wanted to analyze to him the necessity of small-scale peasant economy under the condition of low productivity, but when he came into contact with Murong Huaijin's bright eyes, he swallowed his words.

He asked patiently: "Why do you think of doing this?"

Murong Huaijin lowered his head in embarrassment, then raised his eyes firmly to look directly at him, "Actually, I had this plan a long time ago. My biological parents are businessmen. Although the business is not big, they have given me a lot. A good life, not only does our family not have to worry about food and clothing, but we also have enough money to buy some interesting things."

"I know that scholars look down on businessmen, and businessmen have many restrictions on food, clothing, housing, and transportation, but..."

"Today's law despises businessmen, and businessmen are already rich." Ling Liang completed his sentence for him without any delay.

"Yes. So I want to encourage people all over the world to do business, so that everyone can live a better life than now."

Seeing the young man's excited expression, Ling Liang couldn't bear to attack him.

The idea was a bit naive, but he did consider the people. He didn't choose the wrong person after all, he thought happily.

Seeing that it was still early for dinner, Ling Liang suggested: "Your Majesty, let's go meet your imperial brother. You can ask him what he thinks about this matter."

Murong Huaijin agreed.

His nominal imperial brother was a weirdo, and he became sticky whenever he talked to Prince Zhong, but he clearly saw a sudden cold light in that man's eyes several times.

Every time they met, this person easily reminded him of some kind of slippery animal.

Even so, Murong Huaijin was still willing to go to him for advice sometimes when he couldn't make up his mind.

He always comes up with effective solutions.

This was originally a trick given to him by King Zhong.

A quarter of an hour later, Ling Liang and Murong Yunian arrived at the East Palace.

Murong Yunian was obviously very happy to see them, "Zixing, Seventh Emperor Brother, are you here to see me again?"

Ling Liang didn't talk around in circles with him, and told him straight to the point, asking him to answer Murong Huaijin's questions.

Murong Yunian couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha..."

He glanced at Murong Huaijin in surprise, and then focused his gaze on Ling Liang's face again, "Zixing, the Seventh Emperor's brother is so naive. He emphasizes business and suppresses agriculture. He really dares to think that if he doesn't want the people to live, just do it." Tell me."

Ling Liang frowned displeased and said calmly: "Young people may have some unrealistic ideas, and that's okay. As his royal brother, just explain the stakes to him clearly, and don't laugh at him."

"Well, since Zixing has said so, then I will tell you everything I know. Alas... you are the only one who can influence me. If it were anyone else, I would ignore him..."

Murong Yunian started talking trash again. Ling Liang picked up the candlestick on the table and Murong Yunian automatically silenced him.