Ci Jinzhi

 The topic then turned back to how to deal with the snow disaster in Bian Town. The ministers were listless and their hearts had already flown away.

Xin You stood up again: "Your Majesty, I think this matter can be heard from more people tomorrow morning."

 The ministers looked at her sideways.

The emperor just threatened them, so there is no point in listening to more people's opinions.

Emperor Xingyuan nodded: "It's true that we can pool our wisdom."

 All ministers: “…”

"Tomorrow morning, Xin Daizhao and King Xiu will also come to listen." Emperor Xingyuan said.

“Yes.” Xin You and Xiu Wang agreed in unison.

 After the discussion, Xin You walked out. Several ministers looked at her from the corner of their eyes, their expressions not very good.

 “Ayou.” A soft call came from behind.

Xin You turned his head and looked at King Xiu who was walking over.

"Do you have time to drink tea?" King Xiu asked, showing a gentle smile, "I want to know more about the new policy you proposed."

“I have just said everything that needs to be said about the New Deal. There is nothing complicated about the New Deal, the key lies in its implementation.” Xin You declined the invitation from King Xiu.

Although King Xiu expressed her reaction as a supporter of the New Deal, she could never let go of her guard against the man who forced her to restore her daughter's body.

Being rejected, King Xiu was not embarrassed: "Ayou, are you going back to the Hanlin Academy or -"

 “Go back to Hanlin Academy.”

 “Then I’ll send it to you.”

Xin You stretched out his hand and pointed: "It's right in front."

 “See you tomorrow then.”

Xin You walked quickly into the Hanlin Academy and breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what happens tomorrow, if the person decides to implement the New Deal in front of important ministers, he will not overthrow it easily.

 “Xinwaizhao.”

Hearing the shout, Xin You turned around.

　　This is Xie Chengan, the president of the Hanlin Academy, who was also present during the discussion.

Xin You walked over and said, "Master Zhangyuan."

 “If Xin Taizhao is not busy, come and have a cup of tea. I would like to ask you something about the New Deal.”

Also asking for tea, Xin You nodded to Xie Zhangyuan's invitation without hesitation.

"The new policy proposed by Xin Daizhao in the palace today has made the old man deaf and enlightened." Xie Zhangyuan expressed his attitude in one sentence.

Xin You was a little surprised.

She knew that even those who were naturally opposed to the New Deal would have supporters of the New Deal. There are always people in this world who are selfless and serve the country and the people.

Although there are few such people, there must be some.

 But it was still a bit unexpected to receive the support of Xie Zhangyuan so quickly.

Xie Zhangyuan saw Xin You's surprise and smiled frankly: "The Xie family was considered a wealthy family in the previous dynasty. Later, it went through many ups and downs. It is all thanks to the emperor's grace that we are here today. People's livelihood is miserable and the war is cruel. I have seen it all. At this age, I want to see the long-term prosperity of the country and the peace of the people."

 “Thank you for your high righteousness, and your subordinates will admire you.”

Xie Zhangyuan shook his head slightly: "I should say this to Xin Taizhao."

The girl in front of me could have been well-off and carefree, but she chose the most difficult path.

 “Has Xin Daizhao ever thought about the difficulties in implementing the New Deal?”

 “Who are the appropriate people responsible for implementation?”

 “How to deal with future public opinion turmoil?”

Xie Zhangyuan asked many questions seriously. Xin You could explain in detail what he could, and briefly mentioned what he couldn't disclose.

 In the end, Xie Zhangyuan handed over his hand and said, "Thank you so much for clarifying my doubts."

Xin You returned the favor: "Thank you for your willingness to listen to the official's details. It's your good fortune."

 Waiting until the lower office, Xie Zhangyuan went to see Meng Jijiu and discussed the new policy.

There were countless officials and nobles who paid close attention to the New Deal like Mr.

 In a quiet elegant room of a teahouse, several people sitting around looked ugly and the atmosphere was gloomy.

“We must not allow the New Deal to be implemented. This is the foundation for us!”

"I have spoken out today, and it will be useless to object again."

"Tomorrow morning, if there are many opponents, I may change my mind today."

"Objection?" One person sneered, "Who dares to stand up and oppose casually? Didn't you see that the prison is almost full, and people are being dragged to the West City to behead one after another?"

Xishi was beheading his head, the machete was about to be sharpened. Under such threats, whoever disobeys the emperor should not think carefully about it?

 “That girl’s timing is so good!”

There are fewer people playing with cats and dogs on the streets recently, not to mention the officials. You must know that those who were beheaded were their colleagues, relatives and friends. This kind of shock can be imagined.

After a long silence, the Minister of Rites spoke: "Today we have summoned the six ministers and nine ministers to make a decision. I'm afraid it will be useless if someone objects tomorrow."

 “Is this how you admit it?”

“Who said you just recognized him like that?” The Minister of Rites stroked his beard.

He comes from a wealthy family in the south, and his family owns thousands of hectares of fertile land. Once this new policy is implemented, it will be like scraping off a layer of skin.

“What does Master Shangshu mean?”

“Throughout the dynasties, many New Deals have been implemented half-way and abandoned. This New Deal is under the guise of serving the people, and it is not certain whether the people will accept it or not.”

 When the people present heard this, their eyes couldn't help but light up.

 That’s a good thing to say.

Those illiterate people don’t understand anything. Whether the New Deal is good or not cannot be judged by literate people.

The officials, gentry, and wealthy households already regarded the new policy as a bad one. But when the people also objected, who could continue to do this, which would only lead to name-calling and no good at all?

It is much safer to use facts to abandon the New Deal halfway than to sing the opposite tune at this time.

 The next morning, Emperor Xingyuan sat down on the throne and looked down at the ministers.

 According to convention, those with a rank of five or above in Beijing need to get up earlier than the chickens and attend the morning court conscientiously. In addition, there are various subjects for ministers, low-level censors and other low-ranking officials, as well as the emperor's relatives and nobles.

 Usually in the morning, there are always some people who are absent to ask for leave. Today, Emperor Xingyuan glanced at it and saw that the number seemed to be more than the number.

 Hehe, there are quite a few people who care about the New Deal.

After some regular discussions, Emperor Xingyuan brought up the snow disaster in Bianzhen: "Do you have any good ideas?"

There is a lot of money in the national treasury. If more is used here, less will be used there.

 The ministers were either silent, said some nonsense, or mentioned one or two useful things. Duan Shaoqing stood at the back of the team, thinking of his "accidental encounter" with Xin You on the Yamen Road yesterday, and stood up.

 "I, Duan Wensong, Shaoqing of Taipu Temple, have something to report."

Emperor Xingyuan looked calm and motioned for him to continue.

"Border town is related to border security and cannot be ignored. I am willing to donate the family wealth left by my niece Kou Qingqing to accumulate blessings for her."

As soon as these words came out, the officials looked at Duan Shaoqing in a wrong way.

 What does the surname Duan mean? Donate money again?

　　How can any serious official share the worries of the court like this? He often pays out of his own pocket?

 Feeling the dissatisfied looks in his colleagues' eyes, Duan Shaoqing complained secretly.

 He doesn’t want to either!

By standing up, I not only lost money, but also offended my colleagues. But this huge sum of money cannot be saved, and it is better to offend colleagues than the emperor...

"Oh, how much does Duan Shaoqing want to donate?" Emperor Xingyuan looked like he was trying his best to hide it but showed surprise.

Duan Shaoqing bowed his head slightly: "On behalf of my niece, I donated the family wealth of 400,000 taels."