Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Old Mrs. Yan has been very worried these days.

He has experienced three dynasties and has seen all the storms and waves. He has a deep understanding of the ups and downs of officialdom and the sinister nature of people's hearts. As soon as the news came that the hail had damaged the statue, he had already guessed that things would turn out like this.

None of the civil and military officials opposed the repair of the statue.

But no one wants to be the one who dares to talk about money.

It stands to reason that the imperial mausoleum is a royal mausoleum. If a disaster occurs there, it is equivalent to an accident to the ancestral tomb. Whoever's ancestral tomb should pay for the repairs!

However, the emperor's status is different, and his family's affairs are both family affairs and state affairs.

Then the cabinet issues instructions, the Ministry of Household Affairs spends money, and the Ministry of Works does the work.

The problem is that the national treasury has a deficit every year, and it often has to tear down the east wall to pay for the west wall to support other projects. This suddenly adds an unexpected budget, and it is really impossible to raise it. What should I do?

No matter how much the emperor ignored government affairs, he had no reason to ignore the affairs of his ancestors, so he went to court that day to interrogate all the ministers.

As the old master among the ministers who was the best at worrying about the world's worries first, and as a think tank who was praised in the clouds by the emperor's good words, Old Taifu Yan was decisively hit on his head by this problem.

The old lady returned home and did not think about tea or food.

Suddenly, a burst of joy and laughter came, and I saw many maids and servants hugging a girl wearing a haze-colored cloak, and in a blink of an eye, she had stepped across the threshold.

It turns out that the granddaughter is back.

Miss Yan saw her grandfather from a distance, her eyes lit up, she lifted up her skirt and hurried over to greet him.

The grandfather and grandson chatted for a while.

The old lady understood that she would be tired after going out and asked her to go back and rest.

Miss Yan did not leave immediately, but hesitated and said something.

Old Master Yan was thoughtful: "Please explain the method you just used carefully, and I will listen carefully."

"Eh."

Miss Yan raised her head and straightened her chest, and deliberately organized her thoughts before speaking.

"The first step is to find some eloquent people to preach the achievements of Taizu everywhere, and send some officers and soldiers to act as guards for them. The people are grateful for Taizu's kindness and donate generously, and then the officers and soldiers will donate the money raised to the charity. Bring the money back safely. These are the wishes of the people. Taizu is alive in heaven, so he must be happy."

Old Mrs. Yan stroked his beard: "Yes, it's feasible."

Miss Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and continued:

"My grandfather will then come forward and convince several colleagues with rich family fortunes. These adults will take the lead in investing. By then, the adults who have always been at odds with them will definitely come up with more, not wanting to be left behind!

"We can also bring the wealthy businessmen in the city to participate! The government has promised them that as long as they donate enough gold and silver, they can exchange for a trivial job.

"Businessmen from all walks of life gather in Kyoto, and together they are as rich as any country. In this way, the amount of money earned can not only be used to repair the Taizu statue, but also to build a new one. I think it is enough!"

Mrs. Yan's gray eyebrows were twisted into the character "Sichuan".

This girl is a bit more naive.

Miss Yan was very happy and suggested a third method.

"Also, choose a place in the capital, spread the word, and say that a very high monument of merit will be erected! Anyone who has donated money to the court and has contributed to the country and people's livelihood can leave their name on the monument. !”

Old Master Yan thought for a while and praised: "This method is very wonderful. For those who work all their lives just for fame, it is a bright hook. They have no way not to bite this bait."

When Miss Yan received her grandfather's approval, she beamed with joy, paused, and asked strangely: "Does grandfather think the second method is bad?"

"It can be used, but this opening should not be opened. Selling one's official position and getting a title will do a lot of harm but no good in the long run."

The granddaughter didn't understand, so the old lady broke it into pieces and tried to reason with her.

"Child, think about it, as long as everyone is given money and can become an official, the court will take in a group of people who can't even read fluently. This is still a small matter, but you have to know that once this hole is opened, it cannot be closed. Come on. The government is so poor that it has to sell its officials for money, so what kind of face and prestige do they have? Will the people still be willing to listen to what we say in the future?"

Miss Yan quickly defended: "It's just some insignificant and small official positions, or just a title..."

Old Master Yan asked seriously: "Then have you ever thought about how these official positions are priced? Suppose you order one thousand taels of silver, and a businessman from other places donates it. Before he takes office, a nephew of a Beijing official family offers two thousand taels of silver to him. Give up your official position, will he give it up?"

Miss Yan: "This..."

"Then there is that official who has traveled thousands of miles, but only for a fortune! He spent all his family wealth and even borrowed money to donate to this official position. After taking office, he will definitely do everything possible to squeeze out the oil and water in order to make up for the previous shortfall! After making up for the shortfall, what will happen later? He just made himself fat!"

Old Master Yan looked at his dumbfounded granddaughter and sighed heavily: "You are young after all."

……

"After all, you are young and don't understand the twists and turns involved."

Jiu Qiansui wiped the knife in his sleeve and said softly.

Du Manzhi sat down opposite him: "I am young and I may not have seen many things. I will tell you my understanding. Do you listen?"

"Appreciate further details."

"The treasury is empty. Firstly, the treasury of the previous dynasty was already empty. Taizu broke into the palace, opened the treasury door, and divided all the valuable and good things inside with the heroes one by one. The share that Taizu kept for himself went into The rest of His Majesty's private treasury is in the warehouses of those noble families, right?"

"good."

"The second reason is that corruption is prevalent. You should have spent one dollar to do one job, but the actual situation is that you have spent two dollars to do half the job, and it has been lied to at least three times the cost. The extra money has been used layer by layer. Any deductions go into the worm's pocket."

Jiu Qiansui glanced at her and said, "Yeah."

"So what the current one means is to take advantage of the opportunity to renovate the statue of Taizu to scrape a layer of oily skin from the hands of the aristocratic family, so as not to use his private treasury." Du Manzhi said.

Nine thousand years old but smiled.

"Yes, and also wrong."

Du Manzhi was not annoyed and asked him curiously: "What's wrong?"

Jiu Qiansui pointed in the direction she came from: "Where is that place over there?"

"Yuxu Palace."

"When the Yuxu Palace was built, hundreds of officials found various reasons to oppose it. In anger, he spent his own money to build the entire building complex. The roof wood alone cost millions of taels of silver, half of which was shipped from the sea. , the cost..." Jiu Qiansui sighed softly, "It's amazing."

The implication is that the emperor's family has no surplus food.

It's not that he wants to save money, it's that he simply can't spare the extra money.

……

"Oh my God, there is such a thing!" Miss Yan blurted out, so shocked that she forgot the image of a lady.

Old Master Yan remembered what he had asked about Yuxu Palace and Xunxian. He repeatedly reported it, but still could not change Jinshang's mind.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Your grandfather almost became a member of the Mingzhi gang... Oh, don't mention it. Just tell me, did you come up with those ideas just now, or was someone else asked you to tell me? ?”

"This one……"

"Tell the truth." The old lady said with a straight face.

Grandfather had great prestige. Miss Yan trembled and confessed honestly: "As for my grandfather, my granddaughter was invited to the palace today. This is what the princess told me."

……

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other in silence for a long time.

The emperor did not have many daughters. Excluding those who died young, there were only three living ones, namely:

Princess Zhan Shuhua, born after the Yuan Dynasty;

Zhan Yunjia, the third emperor’s daughter from the Dancer of the Western Regions;

There is also the fourth princess who is the successor to the twins, who has not yet been officially named because she is too young.

Among them, only one can be called a "princess", and that is Zhan Shuhua.

Mrs. Yan's clear eyes were filled with understanding.

Previously, the princess committed suicide by throwing herself into a lake when she was nine thousand years old. In order to protect her reputation, the princess even disfigured herself in public. Your Majesty complied with her suggestion and grounded her.

After just these days, can the princess become impatient?

The prince was deposed, and people's hearts were agitated. There was no movement from the princes below, but it was the princess who was the first to become anxious.

"In your opinion, should grandfather help her?" Mrs. Yan asked her granddaughter a question.

Miss Yan is not only Zhan Shuhua's reading companion, but also a close friend who grew up together.

Miss Yan had an acquaintance with the palace maid "Xiaozhi", and she vaguely sensed that Zhan Shuhua might have done some ulterior tricks. However, after many years of friendship, she did not want to see Zhan Shuhua live in poverty without the dignity of a royal princess. Dignity and decency.

She hung her head.

Silence was the answer she gave.

"You know, the difficulty in this matter is not to raise money, but..."

Old Taifu Yan hesitated to speak, and finally said helplessly: "Tomorrow I will go to the palace to meet the saint and intercede for her. If I can release the princess, I can think of it as repaying the favor of Queen Zhaohui."

When Miss Yan heard this, she knelt on the ground and said in a voice as loud as a mosquito or a fly: "Thank you, grandpa."

……

After Queen Zhaohui died young, she became a ray of white moonlight in the emperor's heart. However, her mother's family, the Cheng'en Palace, lost their biggest support, and no one was happy.

The legitimate princess Zhan Shuhua was getting older, but she could not see the charm of her mother when she was young. This made the Cheng'en government even more disappointed, so they bet their money on the concubine whom Empress Yuan had raised.

Although he is the son of a concubine, after passing through the hands of the Yuan Dynasty, and the Duke Cheng'en's mansion being willing to move around with him, he is no different from his legitimate son.

But during the ancestor worship on the night of the Ghost Festival, there was a rumor that the prince had saved his life and was injured, and in the blink of an eye he was dethroned from his position as prince! Duke Cheng'en's mansion was really confused. After several inquiries and tests, the king was so angry that he found an excuse to demote the young master in the mansion.

On this day, the sky was gloomy, and there was still rain on the ground from the previous day. The eldest daughter-in-law of Chengen Palace was waiting outside the palace gate very early. After going through tedious procedures, she finally met the princess.

At this sight, her eyes were so sore that she almost cried.

She had heard before that the princess had disfigured herself, but she still couldn't believe it. How could any girl be so cruel to her face?

But half of the girl's face was covered with a thick gauze. She was just thin before, but now she is as thin as she is recovering from a serious illness, as if the wind would blow her away.

After everyone greeted each other, Zhan Shuhua personally served tea and said quietly: "My aunt is coming to the palace today. Is there any gossip at home?"

The daughter-in-law of Duke Cheng'en stood up and took the teacup in fear: "Don't worry, princess, everything is fine. Mother, she is in charge of the middle school, and there will never be a word that is unfavorable to the princess!"

My eldest aunt is not good at talking, so Zhan Shuhua asked every question very straightforwardly.

Between questions and answers, she quickly grasped the recent events in Kyoto.

Only then did the appeals begin.

"Aunt, this is a letter from home to my grandmother. Please deliver it to me personally."

Cheng'en's daughter-in-law hid the envelope in her sleeve pocket.

Zhan Shuhua added: "I still want to find a few people."

"Princess, please speak."

"I don't know these people."

Cheng'en's daughter-in-law had a look of doubt on her face. Why did she find someone she didn't know?

"I want them to have poems and books in their belly, but their names have fallen from the Sun Mountain. They have a mouth full of words but have nowhere to express their opinions. They have strategies to govern the country but no ability to govern the country. They are depressed and frustrated, and they want to reach the sky in one step."

"This……"

"Auntie, just write these words down and tell grandma and uncle."

Duke Chengen's daughter-in-law recited it several times silently, took note of it, and then asked: "If we find such people, how should we bring them to the princess?"

Zhan Shuhua was already prepared.

"When the time comes, I will ask my aunt to come forward and hold a flower-viewing banquet in the mansion, and invite the noble ladies from the capital to enjoy the autumn chrysanthemums together."

Duke Cheng'en's daughter-in-law didn't respond: "Princess wants to see her husband and also entertain guests from all over the country. Is it inconvenient?"

Zhan Shuhua said nonchalantly: "I have been unfairly wronged before. During the confinement period, I heard that ladies from various families also suffered some unjust injustice. This banquet should be considered as a way to remove bad luck for them."

It's a good thing she didn't mention it. When she talks about unjust injustice, and then thinks of the people she's looking for in front of her, when those standards are combined, aren't they just those scholars who moan for no reason?

A literati's pen is as sharp as a sword. Those who are targeted by them will probably be trapped in rumors and rumors for the rest of their lives!

What does the princess want to do with them?

The eldest daughter-in-law of Cheng'en became more and more frightened as she thought about it. She forced herself to go back and convey these words, but she fell ill that day and therefore missed the secret conversation between her husband and her mother-in-law.

……

Du Manzhi was very defensive about Zhan Shuhua from the very beginning.

She travels into this book, and Zhan Shuhua is the heroine. Knowing that the finale would see Zhan Shuhua ascend the throne as empress, she had to take it seriously.

With in-depth observation and exploration, Du Manzhi realized that there was a discrepancy between books and reality.

This is a real world, and it is more about logic.

From Xiaozhi's perspective, Zhan Shuhua is a cold-natured, vicious and jealous princess. She is definitely not the embodiment of truth, goodness and beauty.

Not favored by the emperor, not protected by his biological mother, not as good looking as the emperor's sister, not as good at homework as the prince... the script he got at the beginning was not a good one with everything going as planned.

But after she was reborn, she was cheated by the author, and there were always talents waiting to be discovered and reused by her.

So Du Manzhi is very curious, if Zhan Shuhua's cheating network is cut off, can the heroine still sit on the throne?

Du Manzhi has a clear understanding of herself, and she doesn't want to be trapped in one place.

Her path is not in Kyoto, but she should travel around, sweep away injustices in the world, set an example for thousands of suffering women, and encourage them to stand up.

This was not enough, she needed institutional support.

So there are two routes to take a two-pronged approach.

One is practical, so that the people of the world can see clearly that the queen can also manage Daqian well, and she can do a better job than the previous emperors.

The second is spiritual, using more and more real-life examples to liberate women’s minds.

If she turns Zhan Shuhua's help into the wings of the Third Princess, and makes Zhan Shuhua's efforts after rebirth useless, should the plot be like the heroine's previous life, with the Third Princess ascending the throne?

With this expectation, Du Manzhi planned to brainstorm and seriously raise the cubs.