After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The chicken soup that was originally only given to the imperial examination class has now become chicken soup for everyone from officials to ordinary people, and it seems to be working quite well.

Gu Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief and then left in relief under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Lu Mei wiped her tears with a handkerchief and followed closely: "Master, is this Ming Dynasty what you envisioned for the Zhou Dynasty?"

"China is a country with countless heroic sons and daughters. Our Great Zhou has never lacked passionate heroes who are ready to die."

Gu Nanxi didn’t say what was missing, but Lumei understood it. She just didn’t know whether those who should understand it understood it or not.

The sun sets, chasing Gu Nanxi's carriage.

The last remnants of sunset slowly approached the horizon, and the black veil of night slowly covered the dome.

After it got dark, lights were lit everywhere in the palace. Orange hexagonal lamps hung on the eaves, casting elliptical halos of light.

Concubine Tong brought her maid to the Qinzheng Palace and asked, "Is His Majesty still in there? Has he had dinner yet?"

The chief eunuch glanced at the closed palace door with worry, and shook his head at Concubine Tong: "Ever since the content of the Yongchang Marquis' wife's speech reached His Majesty, His Majesty has locked himself in the palace, not allowing anyone to enter, and has not ordered any food."

Concubine Tong glared with her cat eyes, frowned slightly, and scolded: "How can we go on like this? Why don't you try to persuade them?"

The chief eunuch smiled bitterly.

The current emperor is a magnanimous master, but once he gets angry, who dares to persuade him? !

Concubine Tong walked forward and wanted to knock on the door, but paused and simply pushed the door open.

"Get out! Who let you in?" The young emperor shouted harshly with his back to the door.

Imperial Concubine Tong took a breath and softened her voice: "It's me! I heard that Your Majesty hasn't had his meal yet, and I was worried, so I came to see you."

The young emperor looked back and saw that it was his beloved concubine, Concubine Tong. He said nothing, but turned around and continued to stare at the wool map on the wall in a daze.

"Your Majesty, what are you looking at?" Imperial Concubine Tong walked up to the young emperor, but did not dare to act presumptuously as usual.

Under the dim light, the young emperor's handsome face flickered.

"This is the New Year gift my sister gave me last year. Can you see what's special about it?"

Concubine Tong narrowed her eyes and looked at him carefully.

This map is extremely detailed, with rivers, mountains, and cities everywhere, which shows that a lot of thought went into it.

But compared to the wool map, the emperor's private treasury also has a map made of pure gold, and the mountains and rivers on it are inlaid with broken gems.

If there is anything special about it, it is...

"Sixteen States! This map includes the Sixteen States!"

The young emperor's eyes were fixed on the drawing time in the lower right corner of the map. That was the year when God of War Gu recovered the Sixteen States.

The young emperor's shoulders drooped, as if he had endured an unbearable burden: "It's been almost half a year, and I finally understood the meaning of my sister's gift."

Concubine Tong could not empathize with the young emperor, but she knew that at this moment, she just needed to listen quietly.

The young emperor sat down on the ground, covering his face with his hands. "The northern border has been violating the border every year. The 16 states can no longer satisfy them. They are like wolves that have tasted meat, staring at us greedily."

"Sister is telling us that when friends come, we should treat them with good food and good wine. When enemies come, we should drive them out with sticks!"

"At the beginning of the year, there was a quarrel in the court over who advocated war and who advocated peace. Grand Tutor Tong said that there was no money in the treasury and it was not appropriate to start a war."

"Sister asked Yunyan to do business and personally took charge of the housing prices in Kyoto. This is a demonstration for me! If the national treasury has no money, then find a way to earn it! Don't compete with the people for profits? There is still a huge overseas market!"

The young emperor felt as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened, and he instantly became clear-headed.

All the problems that had troubled him in the past could be inspired and answered from Gu Nanxi's every move!

A street of food has shown all the people in Kyoto that there are also wealthy people in the food world! Since they can come to make money from the people of Da Zhou, why can't Da Zhou make money from them?

The young emperor's thoughts were constantly wandering, and he couldn't help but think of an institution that was once famous but now exists in name only - the Maritime Customs.

The trade of spices and medicines often brings in profits dozens of times!

Often, if you spend five strings of cash, you can get back at least fifty strings of cash in less than a year!

Therefore, at the beginning of the founding of the country, the imperial court specially established Maritime Customs Offices in Guangzhou, Mingzhou, Quanzhou and other places to collect and purchase imported spices and medicines.

Tax collection means collecting import tariffs from ship merchants in the form of physical items such as spices and medicines.

Bo Mai means that the Maritime Customs Office purchases some imported spices and medicines from ship merchants at a certain price.

But since he ascended the throne, Grand Tutor Tong has lowered tariffs and abolished the boma system, resulting in a significant decrease in national fiscal revenue.

Grand Tutor Tong said that the wealth should be shared among the people, but the young emperor knew that it was actually fattening the pockets of those officials!

The young emperor lowered his eyes and rubbed his thumb and index finger. Should he take action on the spice and medicine trade?

……

In an ordinary inn in Kyoto City, Gu Shisan was lying straight on the bed.

The setting sun outside the window is as red as blood, under the window is a bustling crowd, and the ears are filled with noisy hawking sounds.

Gu Shisan turned a deaf ear to all of this, his mind filled with every word Gu Nanxi said on the stage today: "No cession of territory, no marriage, no compensation, no tribute!"

Bang!

The door suddenly opened wide, and Gu Shiwu and others rushed into the room with red eyes: "Brother Thirteen, the young lady! The young lady has the same ambition as the general!"

Gu Shisan turned over and said in a muffled voice, "She is the only flesh and blood of the general. If something happens to her again, the general will be extinct."

Gu Shiba walked to Gu Shisan's bed, and his tall figure blocked the sunlight outside the window.

"Brother Thirteen, the deputy general is old. Before we left, I heard from Auntie that the deputy general's old injury relapsed and his leg hurts so much that he can't sleep every night. If something happens to the deputy general, who will take charge of the situation in the future?"

"Do we really have to follow the orders of that useless Yongchang Marquis? Wouldn't that mean we are sending our brothers to our deaths and not caring about the lives of the people at the border?"

Gu Shisan turned over again and stared at the ceiling, feeling a conflict between his conscience and his desires.

A scale has two ends. One end is the future of his brother and his brothers, and the future of the people living on the border.

On the other side is the young lady's quiet and stable life, which is the concern that General Gu could not let go of until his death.

Gu Twenty-one: "Brother Thirteen, things are different now. Without General Gu, the Marquis of Yongchang dares to treat the young lady so badly! If we were not here, wouldn't the young lady be like a fish on the chopping board, to be flattened and rolled?"

"Others have it, but it's better to have it yourself!"

"You should have asked the young lady for her own opinion! Maybe she also wants to take charge of the military!"

"Yes, according to the information we have gathered recently, the young lady is a hard-line advocate of war! If she had not been trapped in the backyard, she would have taken up her sword and gone to the battlefield long ago!"

"After all, the young lady has the blood of the Gu family flowing in her veins!"