Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

The two battles were completely victorious, but Chiyan Fangu's vitality was seriously injured, and he didn't know how many years it would take to recover.

The proposal of Fangu's mutual market was reported to Murong Huaijin. The courtiers argued and argued with no result. Murong Huaijin still discussed with the Taifu for a long time before making a decision and agreed to Fangu's request.

A large number of officials came to the southwest day and night. They came to manage the new territory under the orders of the Holy One and were responsible for the specific matters of mutual trade.

Ling Liang took care of the trivial matters on the border and returned to the capital.

At the celebration banquet, all the officials rushed to toast him, and Murong Huaijin was even more impressed with him.

Ling Liang did not take any credit, he bowed deeply and recounted the little emperor's contribution.

Raising military expenditures and supplying food and fodder are not easy logistical support tasks.

Murong Huaijin put the wine glass on the table in front of him, stepped down from it, and personally helped Prince Zhong up, who was bowing to salute him.

The two of them said some touching words again, and Murong Huaijin returned to his seat with a look of emotion and sigh.

The banquet continues.

But the hearts of the ministers were no longer calm. Even if the next part was the discussion of merit and rewards for the soldiers, which was the most important part for everyone, few could concentrate.

Cui Zixing, the regent, was the second king of Da'an with a different surname.

The first king with a different surname was the right-hand man of the deposed prince's grandfather, and died miserably.

The external explanation was that he committed suicide by giving him poisonous wine, but the theory spread in the palace was that he was quartered by five horses.

They were not curious about why that glorious man's life ended in such an ending. They just recognized the fact very clearly: whoever becomes a king with a different surname will not end well.

Cui Zixing is both a king with a different surname and a regent. Before tonight, they had always thought that Cui Zixing was pretending to support the seventh prince. In the end, he would lose control and pull the seventh prince off the throne and ascend the throne himself.

Rebellious ministers and traitors like to play this trick to clear their names of dishonesty.

But now it seems that things are different from what they thought.

How could he show such respect to His Majesty even though he was opening up territory for Da'an? They had observed Cui Zixing's expression and couldn't fake it. Could it be that he was sincerely assisting His Majesty?

However, it is impossible for him not to know the deeds of his senior. Would someone like Cui Zixing not learn from it?

I can't understand, ugh...

This is just an insignificant episode.

Although the ministers had some changes in their views on Ling Liang, it did not prevent them from fanning the flames around the emperor and criticizing the reform measures that the emperor was tentatively proposing.

Murong Huaijin has been dissatisfied with these people for a long time, but the young ministers he secretly trained are still training underneath, so he needs to tolerate them for the time being.

He still couldn't understand why the old guys criticized his every idea, as if not criticizing was not enough to show their ability.

This group of people is not very efficient at work. When encountering an emergency, they will push back and block the situation, kicking the difficult part to others as if they were kicking a ball.

Murong Huaijin was sitting in a high position, looking at their hypocritical faces, and wanted to pull them all out and kill them.

This time is no exception.

As soon as Murong Huaijin revealed his idea of ​​building a large-scale flood discharge fortification in the south, the courtiers below began to refute desperately.

"Your Majesty, no, absolutely no! This is a waste of money and people. The war has led to a deficit in the national treasury. Where is the silver to support the southern water conservancy!"

This is pure nonsense.

Foreign campaigns did consume money from the treasury, but it was not a deficit. Later, compensation from the two tribes also filled the gap, and there was even a surplus.

"Your Majesty, floods occur every year in the south. I have accumulated rich experience in dealing with them, so there is no need to invest too much money here. Flood relief works are bottomless pits. Even if manpower and material resources are exhausted, good results may not be achieved, sir. Please, Your Majesty, think twice!”

bottomless pit.

Ah.

So?

So when I was still a commoner, you used this excuse to shirk responsibility!

So when I, my parents, and the people in the town were struggling in the flood, you shook your head calmly and turned a blind eye to our suffering!

Hateful, hateful, extremely hateful!

Murong Huaijin's eyes turned red, and just as he was about to ignore everything, he faced off with his ministers, one of them held his sword upside down, and walked into the court slowly.

All the officials looked sideways and closed their mouths in tacit agreement.

He was actually the regent.

Hasn't the Prince Regent been resting at home these days? Why did he come to court again?Weird.

Little did they know that the regent was His Majesty's reinforcements.

Murong Huaijin visited Cui Mansion yesterday and told Ling Liang his thoughts about the flood in the south. After Ling Liang carefully asked him about the general arrangements for the follow-up, he promised that he would go to help him convince the die-hards tomorrow.

But Murong Huaijin really didn't expect such a "persuasion" method.

"Why didn't everyone say anything when the king came?"

Ling Liang looked around and asked knowingly: "But my sudden arrival did scare you? Alas, it's my fault."

He looked around with a smile, "It's a court meeting, everyone can speak freely, don't worry about me."

"Ha, ha ha..." A courtier kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with his wide sleeves.

"Prince Zhong is really good at joking, haha..."

Another courtier gave a dry smile.

"Isn't Prince Zhong supposed to be at home at this moment? How could he think of going to court? Besides, His Majesty didn't order anyone to summon him..."

A minister summoned the courage to ask based on his friendship with Master Cui.

Although Xueshi Cui submitted a letter begging for the remains six months ago due to some special reasons.

"Oh, this," Ling Liang glanced at him, stretched out his sleeves, and said casually, "I am very happy to hear that your majesty is determined to do something big, but I am also worried that your majesty is young and does not know his priorities, so he simply comes to the court. Above all, I would like to listen to the opinions of my colleagues."

Yes, it turns out that he came to support the emperor.

Worrying is fake, threatening them and nodding is real.

The courtier's expression changed several times, but he still held back his temper and stayed where he was without saying a word.

Ling Liang was too lazy to care about them and thought to himself: "The floods in the south are really severe, and the people of Li are suffering deeply. The autumn dry season is about to enter, and the flood relief works cannot be delayed. I want to send people to check the situation immediately. Do you have any objections?"

"This, this, how can this be done?"

The courtiers trembled and hurriedly copied the reasons for refuting the emperor to Ling Liang.

Ling Liang raised the Questioning Sword and flicked the sword's blade, which shone with cold light. "Those are not problems."

"Alleviating the flood problem in the south or even completely solving it is a good thing that will serve the present and benefit the future. I believe that all my colleagues should give strong support instead of complaining to me about being powerless."

"The money for building the fortifications should have come from the treasury, but if I hear any objections from the king again, be prepared to pay for it out of your own pockets."

"Is the king's meaning clear enough?"

The courtiers stared at the hanging three-foot green front and hurriedly smiled and nodded to express their stance.

They actually wanted to resist and scold the person in front of them for being shameless, but there were countless souls under this man's sword and he chopped off their heads as if for fun. Their intuition told them that it was best not to provoke the other person.

King Zhong also revealed his intention to make them pay. How could this work?The thought of their white money leaving them made their hearts ache.

Seeing that the courtiers had stopped talking and maintained a default attitude, Ling Liang snorted secretly, really echoing the words of the literary master surnamed Zhou——

"For example, if you say that this room is too dark and open a skylight here, people will definitely not allow it. But if you advocate removing the roof, they will mediate and open a skylight."

When the ministers' own pockets are in crisis and their vital interests are harmed, as long as the request is not outrageous, they will agree to it.

The matter was passed inexplicably, and Murong Huaijin couldn't help but have a new understanding of the power of King Zhong.