The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

The new law includes a lot of content, such as the farmland water conservancy law that encourages local construction of water conservancy and reclaiming wasteland; the immunization law that the government hires people to serve instead of private households, and private households pay exemption money according to the level of wealth; veterans over [-] The disarmament law that must retire and go home; the Baojia law that organizes farmers, busy farming, and slack farming training; the state sets up Changping granaries, and buys grain at a price higher than the market when the farmers are harvesting. Selling to the common people at a price lower than the market, issuing low-interest agricultural loans to farmers in the name of the state to dismantle the young crop law of private high-value loans, etc., mainly from the financial and military aspects to improve the poor and weak situation of the country .

Speaking of these laws, Yin Wujiu did not actually come up with them, but after he analyzed the current situation of the country, he borrowed them from Wang Anshi's reform that Wen Jue once told him, because there are many problems in today's big merchants. It is very similar to the Northern Song Dynasty in history, so these laws and regulations are very effective after being moderately adjusted and improved according to the actual situation.

However, in a feudal dynasty, the implementation of new laws and regulations often touches the interests of many people, and Yin Wujiu is just a rookie in the political arena with "no identity background". The first boy, so once the promulgation was issued, he encountered countless opposition and obstruction, but fortunately, Wen Jue, a powerful tree, secretly backed him and opened the way, so those decrees were successfully implemented in the end.

After the new law was promulgated for a period of time, people's livelihood issues have been improved to a certain extent, and the treasury has gradually filled up. The emperor was happy and promoted Yin Wujiu, who advocated the reform, and Jiang Jin'an, who actively participated in the reform.

What is Wen Jue's mission here? Isn't it to help Yin Wujiu become an excellent emperor? Now that he has grown up rapidly, Wen Jue's villain points have gradually increased. The last few scars left by the fire burns are almost healed.

On this day, Wen Jue went through a life-and-death torture, and finally passed out from the pain. When he woke up, a layer of skin had been peeled off his extremely ugly face, but finally , returned to the appearance of a normal person.

Wen Jue stood in front of the mirror, staring at that face in a daze for a long time, feeling strange and familiar at times, happy at times, and distressed at times...

The facial features and contours of this face without scars are almost exactly the same as those in his previous life. The only difference is that the skin is exceptionally good, which is not like the state that normal human beings would exist in.

It is white and flawless, without a trace of flaws and pores, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a boiled egg that has just been peeled.

Wen Jue mechanically raised his hand to touch his face, the gentle and delicate touch was indescribable, he thought to himself, fortunately the facial features on this face are relatively tough and deep, otherwise he is a big man, with such a tender face Face, don't you have eyes to see?

Also, why does this Wen Chongzhou look exactly like him in his previous life?

"Master, are you there?"

Suddenly, a question came from outside the door.

Wen Jue was taken aback, quickly put on the cloak and hat, and was about to go to open the door, his eyes glanced at the ground inadvertently, only then did he realize that the tables, chairs, tea sets, painting books, potted plants in his room had been thrown all over the place One place, as if being ransacked by robbers.

What memories in his mind began to become clear——Wen Jue remembered, these were the ones he had thrown on the ground indiscriminately when he lost control of his emotions in pain.

Wen Jue stopped walking to open the door. He looked at the mess all over the floor, remained silent for a while, and said, "What's the matter?"

He Yiyang's voice sounded excitedly outside the door: "Master, I have some good news for you. He was promoted by the emperor as a privy envoy for no reason."

Wen Jue: "..." No wonder his face suddenly healed. According to the book, this is an important step for Yin Wujiu to take power.

He is a young man who has just graduated from college after studying in modern times. To be the chief of the military general staff of a country at this age is a bit of a nonsense. The Great General was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but to be honest, he seems even more ridiculous!

Emperor Shang Wen is also a person who doesn't play cards according to common sense. Back then, he was able to overcome all opinions and let himself have a low background. However, a person who has made military exploits a few times has a general overview of military power. Now he can let Yin Wujiu sit in that position. It's no good Strange.

"Master, what are you doing in the room, can I come in?" He Yiyang didn't get a response for a while, so he asked again.

Wen Jue came back to his senses for a moment, and blurted out his refusal: "I can't." Now that his room is in such a mess, if this kid sees it, he might not know what to think.

As Wen Jue said, he bent down and began to pick up things on the ground. Who would have thought that just as he picked up two books, He Yiyang's exclamation came from his ear: "Ah, Master, you, what happened in your room? Is it a robber?"

Wen Jue stopped collecting the debris, straightened up, and saw He Yiyang lying outside the open window, looking at him in surprise.

Wen Jue opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but He Yiyang said to himself first: "No, master is very skilled in martial arts, how dare the robbers rob your house and make it like this, you can't be a robber, you can be a robber." Who, could it be...Master, you practiced in the house..."

As He Yiyang was talking, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely nervous and worried: "Master, if you make it like this, you won't, won't you become obsessed with practicing kung fu?"

He Yiyang: "Master, what's wrong with you, why don't you speak?"

Wen Jue: You kid has said everything, what else should I say?

"What are you doing here?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Wen Jue suddenly felt a headache.

This one has not been dealt with, and another one will come.

Thinking of this, Yin Wujiu's figure has already appeared outside the window.

The young man was wearing a bright red court dress with a round collar and two breasts. The cuffs on his chest were embroidered with lifelike white cranes with silver thread. His long hair was tied high on his head into a neat bun. He had a slender figure, fair skin, a handsome face and a long body Standing there, it looks so good that it doesn't look like ordinary people.

However, when those beautiful eyes saw the situation inside the house, their expression changed, and the next second, this person who seemed to be exiled, leaned on the window sill with one hand, and with a little force, went directly through the window and entered the room .

Turning a blind eye, he stepped on the messy ground and walked to Wen Jue, and took the fragment of the teapot from his hand: "Master, are you all right?"

The tone of his speech was calm, but the slightly furrowed eyebrows revealed the tension in his heart.

Wen Jue pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "Okay, what can I do?"

After Yin Wujiu confirmed that Wen Jue was not hurt, he was concerned about the mess in the house: "What's wrong?"

Wen Jue thought of what He Yiyang said just now, his thoughts changed, and he said: "It was a whim during practice, so I confiscated it."

Yin Wujiu immediately thought of what He Yiyang said just now, "Practicing is insane", he was half-believed for a while, grabbed Wen Jue's wrist, and checked his pulse, and found that his pulse was stable, without any confusion, Only then did I feel a little relieved.

It doesn't matter if you go crazy.

"Master's shots are extraordinary. It seems that the internal injuries he suffered at the beginning are finally healed." Wen Jue has acted like a cripple for the past two years, causing Yin Wujiu and the others to think that he had internal injuries. Seeing this appearance, I didn't blame him in my heart, but I was a little happy, "You go out first, I will clean up this room."

Wen Jue said: "You have just been dismissed, so you should take a good rest, I don't need you here."

"I'm not tired, I don't have anything to rest, if you don't tidy up early in the morning, you won't be able to sleep at night." Yin Wujiu said, took Wen Jue's hand, and wanted to get him out.

Wen Jue felt the temperature of his palm, and for some reason, said, "I can't sleep, so I'll sleep in your room."

Yin Wujiu stopped in his tracks, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Wen Jue in a daze.

Wen Jue was stared at by the boy's eyes, and suddenly wanted to slap himself.

What did he say!

Wen Jue glanced at him, raised his hand to his lips and coughed, "Clean it up if you want." After speaking, he turned around and didn't look back as if his tail was on fire.

Yin Wujiu watched his back, his heartbeat gradually accelerated, and his complexion became hot.

In recent years, he has not failed to feel the change of Master's attitude towards him. Sometimes, Yin Wuguizi even has the illusion that maybe Master also has intentions for him.

But probably because he was rejected too harshly back then, he didn't dare to ask for proof.

After a while, Yin Wujiu found a broom and a dustpan and came back, and began to tidy up the house for Wen Jue.

Wen Jue was kicked out by him, walked around the courtyard, and then found a lot of things on the stone table in the courtyard.

He walked over and looked it over a few times, and saw that there were only some paper, pillars, wood, cloth, etc., and asked casually, "What is this for?"

He Yiyang said: "We are going to paste a few palace lanterns. Isn't it Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow? Wu Jiu said, Master likes the Lantern Festival, so it's good to go out and have a stroll."

Wen Jue said, "Did I say I like the Lantern Festival?"

He Yiyang said: "Didn't Master say that?"

Wen Jue wanted to deny it, but suddenly remembered last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, when he wandered the streets until midnight, probably because of this, he thought so.

But to be honest, this ancient Mid-Autumn Festival is indeed very interesting.

The next day, when they took a bath in the middle of the morning, the three young men worked in the yard for the whole afternoon, pasting a lot of various lamps.

Wen Jue has regained most of his mobility now, but it may be because he was used to lying down earlier, and now he likes to lie down when he has nothing to do. When a few teenagers are busy making lamps, he lies under the rocking chair in the yard. A cool afternoon.

Later he fell asleep, but when he woke up, he found that Yin Wujiu was holding a palace lantern in one hand and looking at him with a writing brush in the other.

His eyes didn't blink, as if he didn't even notice that he woke up.

Wen Jue was a little embarrassed by the old heart he was looking at, and he clenched his fist against his lips and coughed lightly: "What are you looking at?"

Yin Wujiu woke up like a dream, his hand trembled, the palace lantern held in his palm fell to the ground, and his bones rolled to Wen Jue's feet.

Wen Jue picked it up casually, and accidentally saw what was painted on it, and his hand froze in place.

On the Nasu White House lamp, a flowery tree with luxuriant branches and leaves is meticulously depicted with black ink. Under the tree, there is a man lying on a bamboo chair. The man is wearing a thin shirt with wide sleeves and long hair. Half-up into a bun, it winds along the bamboo chair like a waterfall, and is slightly raised by the autumn wind, just like a leisurely and peaceful appearance.

Not only is the artist's workmanship very fine, but the artistic conception conveyed is even more fascinating, but it was not this that surprised Wen Jue, but the facial features of the man, which were so similar to the restored self.

Could it be, could it be that he saw his own face while he was asleep.

When this idea came to his mind, Wen Jue sat up from the rocking chair in shock.

Yin Wujiu didn't understand, so he asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Jue realized his gaffe, calmed down a little, and asked tentatively, "Who is the person in your painting...?"

Yin Wujiu hesitated for a while, and said truthfully, "It's you."

Wen Jue raised his heart again: "You, did you see it?"

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