The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 1204: Autumn

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In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since the great court meeting in Chang'an in the third year of Daxia.

Snow has already begun to fall in Guanyun City in November, and the leaves in Chang'an City have just begun to turn yellow.

The winter here is much warmer than that of Guanyun City and Jinling City. The officials who came from Guanyun City thought it was amazing that the charcoal they prepared was useless. They thought this place was quite good.

Fu Xiaoguan is sitting in the royal study, holding a cup of bird's nest sent by Chunxiu in his hand and eating it in big mouthfuls.

His eyes fell on the desk. On the desk were important documents sent by the cabinet after screening.

Overall, the transfer of power between the old and the new was quite smooth. Yanxi, Wen, Ning Yuchun and Qin Mowen have made great progress in this month. This is due to their accumulated experience in local politics. This would not be possible without the generous support of Zhuo Yixing and others.

The three of them, Zhuo Yixing, Nangong Yiyu and Meng Changping, had no selfish motives for the transfer of power. They really took on the responsibility of staff and wanted to make Yan Xiwen and the others available in the shortest possible time. Adapt to new roles.

But there are still some discordant voices below, and those officials who have been dismissed are very disappointed. This is not a big deal, and it will get better after a while.

"Chunxiu,"

"Huh?"

As the former personal maid of Fu Xiaoguan, Chunxiu was naturally happy in her heart. She had no other ideals and wishes and only wanted the safety and well-being of her husband.

So among the ten empresses, Chunxiu was the only one who believed in Buddhism. When Fu Xiaoguan was not in the palace, she often went to the Hanling Temple outside Guanyun City to worship Buddha and burn incense, or to ask Master Huineng to pray for her husband. The remaining sisters chanted sutras and prayed.

Now that I have arrived in Chang'an, there are no temples here. Fortunately, my husband is in the palace, otherwise Chunxiu might find life difficult.

"In a moment, give Zhao Hou instructions and ask him to bring some people to tidy up the Yiyang Palace."

Chunxiu was startled, "You want to move to the Yiyang Hall?"

Fu Xiaoguan raised his head and said with a smile: "It's not us who live there, but Mr. Yan from Yanbeixi who came from Jinling, Brother Qin Bingzhong, and Dong Shulan's parents."

"The Yiyang Hall is so big, let them all live there, it is convenient for us to visit them, and we can take care of their daily life and so on."

Chun Xiu nodded happily. She knew all these people, especially Qin Bingzhong.

They were all from Jinling, so Chunxiu would feel a little closer to them.

"Do you miss Xishan?" Fu Xiaoguan put down the bird's nest cup and asked.

"Sometimes... you will think of it when you are not in the palace, and it always feels unreal when you think about it. I still remember the first day of May in the eighth year of the Xuan calendar, and you have probably forgotten it. That’s the day you woke up after being injured by Concubine Lan’s men.”

Chunxiu looked at Fu Xiaoguan and thought for a while and then said: "That day when you woke up, I always felt that you had become so strange, but you were still the same you. That feeling was very strange, but since then you have still It’s like he’s become a different person.”

"So which one do you think is better, the young master before or the husband now?"

Chunxiu lowered her head shyly, "Of course it's the current husband. The current husband is a great emperor praised by all people! Then the young master before... said something that shouldn't be said. At that time, even the slaves felt that You really have some, some..."

"Some asshole?"

Chunxiu didn't dare to say anything, but this was indeed what she was thinking at that time.

Fu Xiaoguan grabbed Chunxiu's hand and said, "People always change, aren't you the same? From the yellow-haired girl you once were, to the sensible Concubine Xiu you are now, and you gave me two children. Lovely child."

"Tell me, what is your wish? My husband or the emperor will help you realize it now."

Chunxiu shook her head, but seemed to have thought of something. She nodded again, "I, I think there can be a temple in Chang'an City. It doesn't need to be big, it can even be dedicated to a Bodhisattva."

Fu Xiaoguan took a deep breath, what kind of wish is this?

This is a trivial matter!

Chunxiu is so sensible!

"Okay, tomorrow I will ask the Ministry of Industry to choose a place closer to the palace, and let's build a royal temple!"

"Don't waste money and people, otherwise Bodhisattva won't like it."

"I know, don't worry."

"Okay, I'm going back. You should take it easy and don't get exhausted."

Chunxiu pulled her hands away, smiled at Fu Xiaoguan with the bird's nest cup in hand, and left happily.

Fu Xiaoguan stood up, stretched out his body, and said to Liu Jin who was waiting on the side: "Go and call Qin Chengye, the Minister of Industry."

Liu Jin withdrew in response, and Fu Xiaoguan walked out of the imperial study and stood in the garden outside.

There are many chrysanthemums planted in the garden, and the area is golden when you look at it.

Looking at the garden full of autumn chrysanthemums, he thought of Queen Shang.

Back then, Empress Shang planted many chrysanthemums in the back garden of the Jinling Palace.

She grows more varieties of chrysanthemums, with different colors and styles.

The chrysanthemums in the garden of the imperial study are all golden.

He suddenly remembered a poem. He hadn’t copied a poem for a long time. He turned around and went back to the imperial study, and put the pen down on the paper:

Wait until autumn comes on September 8th,

I am here to kill all the flowers when they bloom.

The soaring incense array penetrates Chang'an,

The city is filled with golden armor.

This is "Ode to Chrysanthemums after Not Ranking" written by the famous Huang Chao after he failed the imperial examination in Chang'an. Being able to write about chrysanthemums in such a domineering way, it is no wonder that this guy became the leader of the peasant uprising.

At that time, there was a severe drought in Guandong, and there was no harvest from the farmland. However, the officials forced the people to pay taxes and perform corvee labor. In desperation, Huang Chao raised his arms and shouted, and the people responded one after another.

Whether it is the history of that world or the history of this world, the demise of every dynasty begins when the people are desperate.

So the most important thing about a country lies in its people!

Is Daxia really doing a good job now?

The folder handed over from the cabinet contained a report from Ganling County, Chongzhou, Yueshan North Road. This report was issued by the imperial official station.

Chongzhou is mountainous and has eight counties under its jurisdiction, six of which are deep in the mountains where transportation is extremely inconvenient and there are still no major roads.

Ganling County is one of these six counties.

This summer, there was a severe drought in Ganling County, and the terraced fields originally cultivated in the mountains failed to yield any harvest.

Taotai Yan Xibai, then the governor of Yueshan North Road, reported this to Fan Tianning, the governor of Changjin City. Fan Tianning mobilized hundreds of thousands of loads of grain to relieve the six most severely affected counties.

It stands to reason that having so much food would be enough for the people in these six counties to survive the famine safely. However, during an inspection by the Imperial Office at the end of this summer, it was discovered that this was not the case.

The food was sent from the Governor's Mansion, but was exploited at all levels. In fact, it was still enough when it reached the hands of the counties, but many people starved to death in two of the counties.

Ganling County is one of them, and the other county is called Qianshan County.

The local government colluded with the grain merchants and sold the disaster relief grain to the grain merchants cheaply, but did not distribute it to the victims!

This scene is very similar to the disaster relief corruption case of the Yu Dynasty.

This is human nature. When you become an official, you only want to make a fortune.

So, there are still so many remote places in Daxia today, and the staff of the Imperial Office is limited, so it is impossible to monitor every county. So how many other places have such a situation occurred?

Fu Xiaoguan frowned and fell into deep thought, and the chrysanthemums in his eyes seemed to become desolate.