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royal palace.

Qinzheng Hall.

Emperor Jianwu was reviewing the memorials, and several letters in a row were sent to the Ministry of War.

The Secretary of the Ministry of War was greedy for military pay, Duke Cheng was nepotistic, Marquis Weiyuan sent troops to plunder, and Marquis Zhennan planned to rebel...

Almost all the generals in charge of the military have been guilty of numerous crimes.

The duty of the censor is to hear rumors and report events, but it is rarely so intense. It sounds less like a great cause for prosperity and more like a dynasty that is about to fall.

Emperor Jianwu asked the old eunuch beside him: "Go and find out why these censors are crazy!"

The old eunuch bowed and retreated, then came back to report after a while.

"Your Majesty, yesterday the carriages of Weiyuan Marquis and Lu Shangshu met, and they refused to give in. Weiyuan Marquis ordered his soldiers to beat the servants of the Lu family, and even Lu Shangshu's sedan chair was overturned."

"Shang Shu Lu did not go to the Ministry of Rites for duty this morning. It is said that he is recovering from his injuries at home!"

The old eunuch told the information he had found out, trying to be as fair and impartial as possible.

Lu Shangshu came from a wealthy family and was the right-hand man of Prime Minister Zhou. Marquis Weiyuan commanded the capital camp, and his daughter was the princess, so neither party could afford to offend him.

"I decree that the Marquis Weiyuan be punished with a one-year salary."

Emperor Jianwu gave him a mild punishment, and it had long been customary for civil and military officials to criticize each other. This was the result of his intentional guidance.

Continuing to review the memorial, I saw the report from the Ministry of Household Affairs on the number of victims.

"In addition to the existing deaths, more than a hundred people died of freezing..."

Emperor Jianwu frowned. He had been emperor for more than thirty years, but he couldn't understand the memorial.

What is stock death?

The snow disaster was not a big deal to Emperor Jianwu. The court had rules and regulations, and disaster relief was just a matter of following the laws. However, the incomprehensible memorial from the Ministry of Household Affairs made him feel that his ministers were out of control.

"Passed to Zhou Aiqing."

The servant on duty in the palace immediately went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to convey the order.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is located in Buzhengfang on the right side of the palace, separated only by a wall. Daqian respects the right side, which shows his great power.

About half an hour.

Under the guidance of his chamberlain, Prime Minister Zhou came to Qinzheng Hall and kowtowed three times and bowed nine times.

"Please get up, Zhou Aiqing, and give me a seat."

Emperor Jianwu asked directly: "I have read a lot of books, but I have never seen the word death. I don't know how to explain it?"

"Your Majesty."

Prime Minister Zhou had just sat down and stood up quickly when he heard the question.

"This term was coined by Xu Shangshu of the Ministry of Household Affairs. It means the number of people who died in the capital in previous years. After deducting this, it is the number of people who died due to snow disasters!"

"..."

Emperor Jianwu was silent for a long time and asked: "How many people died in the capital during this snow disaster."

Prime Minister Zhou glanced at the expressionless emperor. He couldn't tell whether he wanted to hear the good news or the real situation. He thought about it and answered.

"The announcement issued by the Yamen is for 726 people."

Emperor Jianwu asked: "What about the reality?"

Prime Minister Zhou told the truth: "There are more than 10,000 people in the capital city alone. Roads are blocked due to heavy snow. We have not yet counted the nearby states and counties."

Emperor Jianwu sighed: "So many people died and the people suffered, I feel uneasy!"

"Your Majesty, I will do my best to save the people of the capital."

Prime Minister Zhou lowered his eyes, already understanding the emperor's thoughts.

The capital cannot allow so many people to die!

If more people die in Wannian County, more people die in Yongning County, and more people die in nearby state capitals, the snow disaster in the capital will naturally lessen.

"Zhou Aiqing, please go down."

Emperor Jianwu nodded slightly and was very satisfied with Prime Minister Zhou. He was sensible and capable of doing things. The only pity was that he was from a Jiangnan family.

The Queen Cui family, the Prime Minister Zhou family, the Lu family of the Ministry of Rites, etc. were all born in Jiangnan, and they were also the original shareholders who invested in Emperor Jianwu.

Starting a business is sweet and sweet, but when the business is successful, it’s hard to feel that the shares are no longer in your hands!

However, if the shares cannot be forcibly liquidated, it will cause instability in the court. Later generations will also accuse Emperor Jianwu of being good at killing heroes and not being able to share wealth and honor.

Therefore, he vigorously cultivated the emerging martial arts headed by Weiyuan Hou to maintain the balance of the court and avoid the loss of imperial power.

"If I had listened to my ancestors back then..."

A trace of regret flashed in Emperor Jianwu's eyes, and he immediately shook his head. If he could go back to the past and start over, he would choose to cooperate with the noble family.

"I don't know where my ancestor is hiding. It's so hard for me to find him!"

Gather your thoughts and check the next memorial.

The Minister of Rites, Cai Shilang, wrote that a jade turtle appeared in Jishui, carrying the yin and yang trigrams. This is a natural auspicious sign, and I would like to offer it to the palace.

In the past, Emperor Jianwu would ignore auspicious memorials.

No praise, no punishment.

The emperor needs flattering officials who not only keep him in a happy mood, but also can entrust them with any difficult matters.

Cai Shilang is one of them, who is good at collecting auspiciousness from everywhere.

I caught a white deer the day before yesterday, a jade turtle today, and a white tiger tomorrow. Most of the rare and exotic animals raised in the imperial garden come from this person.

"Loyalty is commendable and should be rewarded!"

Emperor Jianwu pondered for a long time and ordered his servants to draft an edict.

"Cai Wenlin, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, is loyal to the emperor and the country, has worked hard and made great achievements, and was promoted to the minister of the Ministry of Rites..."

Upgrade three levels in a row!

The old eunuch listened beside him, his expression as usual, and a turmoil in his heart.

The completely different endings of Weiyuan Hou and Lu Shangshu seem to indicate something. Our family will not be able to accept money from Jiangnan in the future!

…

Snowstorms come and go quickly.

The snow was shoveled from the streets and the bodies were collected.

The weather cleared and the snowstorm was over.

The Yamen arrested a few people who spread rumors and caused trouble. Caishikou beheaded them, and no one dared to discuss how many people had died.

Another half month passed.

The people in the capital had forgotten the snowstorm and began to discuss this year's oiran election, whether Chunfeng Tower could win again, and whether Mingyue Pavilion could counterattack.

The mortuary was empty and deserted, as if the overcrowding was just an illusion.

"Nang Xipi, the people outside are much scarier than the corpses here!"

Li Ping'an just cursed in private. He didn't dare to talk nonsense when he went outside. When talking to strangers, he wanted to talk about "Long Live Your Majesty."

Survive, it’s not shabby!

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Li Ping'an locked the door and walked through the streets and alleys to Chongningfang.

Cui's Bookstore.

The lights had been lit early, and many scholars were reading by the light. Shopkeeper Cui not only did not dislike it, but asked the waiter to boil water to dispel the cold.

Li Pingan has been here several times and is no longer unfamiliar with this scene.

I can vaguely guess Shopkeeper Cui's intention. Any scholar who becomes a Jinshi or becomes an official in the future will remember the kindness of the bookstore.

I asked shopkeeper Cui out of curiosity before why he didn't do the good deeds to the end.

Setting up a few tables and chairs, making a few pots of tea, and spending just a few bucks can make the scholar remember it more deeply!

“You can’t do enough good deeds!”

Shopkeeper Cui didn't elaborate. Li Ping'an thought about it repeatedly before he understood the deeper meaning.

Bookstores only allow standing reading, excluding those who take advantage, leaving only the truly poor scholars.

This is a useful help in times of need!

Moreover, scholars are somewhat arrogant. Standing is borrowing books, while sitting and drinking tea is charity.

A gentleman does not eat his own food. A scholar with integrity and talent would rather suffer and be tired than accept charity from a bookstore.

The subtlety of his methods is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Li Ping'an admired Shopkeeper Cui very much. He was worthy of being related to a thousand-year-old family, and he easily gained the gratitude of many scholars.

When he came to the counter, he spoke to Shopkeeper Cui.

"I have finished reading the book I bought last time, and I have gained a lot of insights. Please recommend some Taoist classics on health care and food supplements."

While he was talking, a scholar came into the bookstore.

He looked quite embarrassed, with white fur on his body and a few blood stains on his hands, and he was carrying a fat goose.

"Master Su, long time no see."

Li Ping'an smiled and said hello. The person coming was Su Mingyuan whom Chunfeng Tower knew.