jdhmnovel Chapter 1110 Weren't you brave, you black sesame dumpling?
Chapter 1110 Weren't you brave, you black sesame dumpling?
When Confucius passed through Chu, someone asked him, "Please tell me about sorrow and joy." Confucius replied, "All joys are similar, but sorrows are different." —Excerpt from Yang's Sayings.
To put it simply: Happy lives are all alike, but miserable lives are all different.
Zhu Biao felt he had done something foolish, which was why he was now having such a headache—the Yizhou Prefecture government was short of assistant officials, and the counties in Yizhou Prefecture were also short of assistant officials. The people of Yizhou Prefecture were struggling to make a living, lacking oxen, farming tools, and seeds. Wild animals roamed freely in Yizhou Prefecture. Yizhou Prefecture…
In short, the memorial, which was only a few dozen pages long, was filled with the seven words "lacking money, lacking people, lacking everything," which could be summarized as "Your Highness, you decide what to do."
So why did I choose Li Qi to be the prefect of Yizhou?
Is it because he performed exceptionally well at Ningyang Farm?
How could I have forgotten the profound saying, "There are no good people in Ningyang County"?
Compared to Zhu Biao, Yang Shaofeng's complexion was not much better.
It was Liu Lian who exposed the "family cover-up" incident, right?
If you want to investigate which classic texts have been altered, shouldn't you, Emperor Zhu, first look for Liu Lian's father?
Good heavens, let Kong Xixue and Kong Xilu serve under me, first let them revise the Analects and Mencius, and then let them supervise the revision of other schools of thought's classics?
Alright, I can do this.
After all, it's all about entertaining the lineage of the Duke Yansheng; I'd even be willing to pay out of my own pocket.
The key issue is that you actually expect me to "discuss" all these messy matters in Quanzhou, Fujian, and Yizhou with Black Sesame Dumplings?
You're really treating me like a beast of burden!
Yang Shaofeng snorted and pushed the Emperor Zhu's letter directly in front of Zhu Biao, saying in a sarcastic tone, "I don't know what the Fujian Provincial Governor is good for—he takes the court's salary, yet he expects me and Your Highness to discuss how to handle Fujian's affairs for him?"
Zhu Biao scratched the back of his head, looking distressed, and said, "What else can we do? The case of the remnants of the Pu family is getting more and more serious, and it's only a matter of time before the Fujian Provincial Governor is arrested. Fujian is such a big place, and it can't be left unattended. Wouldn't that just mean we're the ones who suffer?"
At this point, Zhu Biao couldn't help but purse his lips and, in front of Yang Shaofeng, said cheekily, "They've all gone astray following your example, brother-in-law. It's true, Li Qi and Liu Lian have gone astray, the Duke of Han and the Marquis of Chengyi have gone astray, and even my father has gone astray."
Ok?
Yang Shaofeng stared blankly at Zhu Biao, then pointed to his own nose and asked, "Have you learned bad habits from me?"
Isn't it because they're inherently bad?
Take you, for example, a black sesame glutinous rice ball. Wasn't it black from the very beginning, yet also multicolored?
Zhu Biao scoffed and pointed at the Emperor Zhu's secret letter, saying, "Isn't that right?"
“In the past, my father would have definitely taken care of all these messy and messy things himself, and would never have sent them back to my younger brother to deal with.”
"And so are Prime Minister Li and Marquis Chengyi. They only know how to do their jobs honestly and never think of messing with their subordinates."
"Of course, they didn't come for the underlings this time either."
"As for who it was aimed at, I won't say."
Yang Shaofeng snorted coldly, his face dark.
have been offended.
Thank you.
Zhu Biao had clearly made up his mind to die together with Yang Shaofeng.
"Leaving aside my father, the Duke of Han, and the Marquis of Chengyi, let's talk about Qi-ge and Lian-ge."
"Their current state is inextricably linked to the Ningyang County Farm, isn't it?"
“Look at Qi Ge’er’s memorial. It’s dozens of pages long and all it says is that we are short of money and manpower.”
"Upon seeing his memorial, I immediately thought of the memorials of a certain magistrate of Ningyang County and a certain prefectural governor."
"It can't be said to be exactly the same, but it can only be said to be completely different."
Yang Shaofeng glared at Zhu Biao with a dark expression, and asked through gritted teeth, "What exactly does Your Highness want to say?"
Zhu Biao spread his hands, adopting a "what's the worst that can happen?" attitude: "I didn't mean to say anything, I just wanted to tell you, brother-in-law, that I can't provide the person or the money that Brother Qi wants. You'll have to figure it out yourself."
Yang Shaofeng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhu Biao with disbelief and asked, "If Your Highness can't produce it, how can I?"
Zhu Biao remained as stubborn as ever: "Anyway, I have no choice, but I can't refuse."
“After all, when you cried poverty back then, I risked my life to help you relocate people and gather farming tools, seeds, and oxen for you.”
"Now that Li Qi is feigning poverty, how can I simply refuse him?"
Yang Shaofeng's face darkened even more, but Zhu Biao snorted and said, "Either you, brother-in-law, find a way to refuse Qi-ge'er, or you, brother-in-law, arrange a few people for me, and I'll find a way to get some farm tools and oxen for Qi-ge'er."
I've already said all this, brother-in-law, even if you're a miserly person, you should at least pluck a few feathers, right?
Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Biao with the kind of look one would give someone with intellectual disabilities.
Even at a time like this, you're still trying to play tricks on me?
Yang Shaofeng chuckled and said, "If Your Highness wants people, just say so. If I can give them, why would I refuse?"
Zhu Biao sat bolt upright, staring intently at Yang Shaofeng as he asked, "Really?"
Yang Shaofeng nodded readily and said, "Really."
Before Zhu Biao could even be happy for three seconds, Yang Shaofeng changed the subject: "However, it doesn't seem like the time for Your Highness to be happy yet—next month is the end of the year, shouldn't Your Highness and I return to the capital to report on our duties?"
"In addition, the end of the seventh year of Hongwu was also the time when the first five-year plan was completed."
"It is also the time for formulating the next five-year plan."
"I can say that easily. It's just a Ningyang County plus a Dengzhou Prefecture."
"Your Highness, this way..."
Yang Shaofeng clicked his tongue and said, half mocking and half sarcastic, "Your Highness just said that my father-in-law has been corrupted by me and will leave many court affairs to Your Highness to handle. It seems that Your Highness should be the one to worry about the formulation of the second five-year plan?"
The light in Zhu Biao's eyes was gradually fading.
I'm really stupid, truly.
I had considered every possibility, even going so far as to risk mutual destruction to snatch the person from my brother-in-law, but I never expected that my own father had already become unreliable.
He no longer intends to clear all obstacles for me.
He would only let me handle the messy affairs of the court from the perspective of an emperor.
I now even suspect that after my son is born, my already unreliable father will immediately appoint him as the crown prince and then pass the throne to me.
Zhu Biao was questioning his life like Xianglin's wife, but Yang Shaofeng, who had just been teased by Zhu Biao for half a day, perked up.
Wasn't your black sesame glutinous rice ball very brave just now?
I'll show you right now what it means to kill someone by destroying their spirit!
Yang Shaofeng smiled and continued, "Your Highness, please don't rush. We can talk about things at the end of the year later. Right now, we still have a lot of problems to solve."