big master, big liar

The reform with Fang Qiutang's participation must be the most realistic and boldest reform that Song Xuan and his group have ever seen.

The slogans of other people's reforms are "to build a foundation for all generations", but Fang Qiutang talked about "how many generations can be counted as many generations".Even confidently said: "Where did it come from for thousands of years? You see, throughout the ages, those who shouted this slogan have all died."

"..."

"..."

No one in the room dared to answer this question.

Even Lu Qishang came to Song Xuan in private: "Boss Fang is a rare genius, but he just has the problem of being outspoken..."

Song Xuan smiled: "If he doesn't talk nonsense, he will feel uncomfortable all over. Let him go. The Holy One doesn't care about these things."

Lu Qishang looked solemn: "Your Majesty is indeed broad-minded."

If it were half a year ago, Lu Qishang would never have put this word on Ji Yunxi's head.

But recently, Lu Qishang worked with Ji Yunxi frequently, and he really changed his opinion of Ji Yunxi.

Fang Qiutang's account books were difficult to understand, so he created a new algorithm for accounting and forced everyone to learn it. Ji Yunxi was the fastest one to learn it.

And these days, he and Wen Chaoci commented on political affairs with him, but within half a month, he was able to hit the point and put forward some key points that no one else could see.

What surprised him the most was that for a while they liquidated the officials Ji Yunxi removed. There was a delicate balance between them, so that the remaining officials could maintain the operation of the court, but it was difficult for them to gather together to embarrass him. With the implementation of the New Deal, there is much less resistance.

This natural way of check and balance came from the hands of Ji Yunxi who lost his memory, which surprised him and Wen Chaoci.

But when it came to mentioning it, Ji Yunxi still had that indifferent look: "I can't remember."

Can't remember?

Lu Qishang felt a little relieved when he thought of Ji Yunxi returning to Beijing in a wild way, planning to bring down the deposed prince by himself.

This is probably the strangest, most fearless, and most intelligent emperor he has ever known.

Even in some respects, he is unusually tolerant.

Lu Qishang told Song Xuan the truth, and couldn't help but said, "If it wasn't for...the Holy One should be a wise king."

Song Xuan smiled silently, with a bit of tenderness in his expression: "Your Majesty has always been very good."

Lu Qishang was slightly taken aback.

He had heard about the relationship between Song Xuan and Ji Yunxi earlier, but he had never understood why Song Xuan, who was born recklessly and had a good nature, favored the complicated Ji Yunxi so much.

But now seeing Song Xuan like this, he vaguely understood.

Song Xuan is the person closest to Ji Yunxi, and also the first to see Ji Yunxi's truest and most different side.

Song Xuan understood Lu Qishang's thoughts. If Ji Yunxi's early experience was not too bleak, if Ji Yunxi had received the royal education in a serious manner and became a legitimate prince, I am afraid that the person who appeared in front of him now would be an intelligent, stunning, calm The emperor has degrees.

But Song Xuan was not willing to think so.

It seems that thinking about it like this negates Ji Yunxi's efforts during this period of time.

"No Ruofei," Song Xuan said with a smile. "The current Holy Majesty is very good."

At the beginning, it might be for the agreement with Song Xuan, but recently, he has really become interested in what Lu Qishang and others are doing.

Even Ji Yunxi himself may not have noticed that he does have a natural obsession with cleanliness, which makes him want to reform this world that he doesn't like.

"Your Majesty didn't say anything, but he actually wanted to help you." Song Xuan said this to Lu Qishang for the first time. "He's actually easy to get along with, but he's not easy to trust, and he's not good at expressing that's all."

It took Ji Yunxi a long time to learn to trust Song Xuan completely, open her heart to him, and reveal her true temperament.

But Song Xuan sometimes wishes that his world could be bigger.

"I'll save it," Lu Qishang glanced at him and couldn't help but sigh. "You are really standing on the other side of the Holy Spirit."

Song Xuan smiled: "I said earlier that Song is from the Holy One."

He stood here for Ji Yunxi, so naturally he would overcome obstacles for him, and be fearless for him.

This is what he decided early on.

While the two people were talking, Fang Qiutang called Song Xuan's name: "Song Xuan!—Song Xuan, come here!"

In just a short time, Fang Qiutang seemed to be the person in charge and direction among the six people.

Song Xuan walked over with a good temper, but Fang Qiutang pulled his sleeves and dragged him aside, frowned and whispered to him: "You...do you remember the batch of things I showed you?"

"What?" Fang Qiutang made so many things that Song Xuan remembered them all in a short time.

"Just the ones upstairs in Zhenbao," Fang Qiutang said in a lower voice.

Only then did Song Xuan remember that there were still a group of dangerous objects hidden in the treasure building: "Remember, what's wrong?"

Fang Qiutang hesitated for a moment before saying, "How about putting it into mass production?"

Song Xuan was a little surprised. He knew Fang Qiutang's things were dangerous weapons, so he covered them tightly, for fear of causing disaster. Why did he ask him for mass production now?

"Why did you suddenly think of this?" Song Xuan asked.

Fang Qiutang said: "I heard that Naluoshizi in Nantu is suffocating water, and sooner or later he will come to find us. I am afraid that if someone calls, it will be too late to mess with these things."

"The money in the national treasury is still enough. If it's really not enough, I'll go and pluck the hair on that kid Ji Ni -- this bastard is very rich now." Fang Qiutang said viciously. "Get this done."

Song Xuan laughed: "Is he rich? Isn't your boss rich?"

The two rich merchants in the capital, Fang Ji, are neck and neck, Song Xuan knows this.

Fang Qiutang stared at the fox eyes and pretended to be wronged: "Song Xuan, it's not that you don't know me, and you are oppressed by that little bastard every day. It's all superficially rich, but actually poor at the end—"

"Besides, I let you take over my family, why do you still think about my little family wealth? You are too inhuman—"

Song Xuan made his hairs stand on his head when he said it: "Be alert to me and make it clear, who hired you?"

Fang Qiutang was not too disgusted, and winked at him: "My friend, who else is there besides you?"

Song Xuan's goosebumps fell all over the ground, and he said solemnly: "I'll give you another chance, and Axi will come to trouble you later, and I won't save you."

Fang Qiutang said "Hey" and rolled his eyes: "You are amazing—anyway, I will leave this matter to you, and you can just go down and do it. I see that you, the national teacher, have a lot of free time. If you are short of money, Just look for Ji Ni, but don't come to me."

He yelled a little loudly, Ji Ni over there heard it, and asked from a distance: "Master, did you call me?"

Fang Qiutang scolded: "Is your ear broken? No one called you."

Ji Ni leaned over with a shy face: "Brother Song, what are you discussing with the young master?"

The color is still gaudy, and among these few people, Ji Ni is always the brightest star in the night sky, blinking very fast.

"About plucking your peacock feathers."

Song Xuan said with a smile.