After offending all the princes

Chapter 83

The matter of building a reservoir will be a major event in future generations.

Nowadays, there are still technical limitations, and Xuanhe didn't expect to build any large reservoirs in a short period of time. He just wanted to do as much as he could. Depending on the terrain, it is not difficult to store water in the valley.

Looking at the current progress of the work, it may be delayed until three years later, and the day lily is cold.

Fortunately, at the beginning of the new year, Xuanhe is the Minister of the Ministry of household affairs, and he can do more things.

The household department is nothing more than a lack of money, and he didn't hide it. He took out the method of making salt on the first day he took office.

Today’s salt production method is mainly to boil. There are salt wells in the inland areas, and salt brine is dried out by the sea and then boiled. The price of salt in ordinary people’s homes is not too high, at least everyone can afford it, but the quality is hard to say up.

There are all kinds of colors, but it will not be white. There are many impurities in it, not to mention bitter taste, and it is harmful to health.

What Xuan Heping usually eats is of course delicate snowflake salt, which has been dissolved and purified repeatedly, and the cost is much higher, not everyone can afford it.

If he hadn't accidentally learned what folk salt looks like, Xuanhe wouldn't have thought of improving the salt-making method, so he asked Song Qian to find someone to try it out, and then Xie Chun knew it, so he gave him a few loads of salt thing.

Trades such as salt and iron are managed by special government offices under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Households. As soon as Xuanhe's method is introduced, they know that the world is about to change.

With today's technology, it's not that high-purity salt cannot be refined, but that high-purity salt is also expensive. However, salt is a must, and the cost cannot be reduced. No matter how good the quality is, it can only be used exclusively for princes and nobles.

Xuanhe’s method can improve quality while improving efficiency and reducing costs. Internally, the common people can also eat such exquisite salt, and externally can export high-quality salt. This is a major event that is beneficial to the country and the people.

They looked at Xuanhe differently. They all said that King Qin was arrogant, but now it seems that this is the real respect for fame and fortune.

Xuanhe didn't think so much, he was born with the things that other people struggled for a lifetime, such as prosperity, wealth, and emperor's favor, he didn't lack them all.

You can't do this business by yourself, so it's just right to hand it over to the Ministry of Accounts, so that you can get a good reputation.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you to do it."

Xuanhe was wearing a purple official robe. This was his first day at the Ministry of Finance. Upon arrival, he called everyone for a meeting. He didn't give too many orders, mainly to understand the work situation.

He is the youngest in the entire household department, and he is obviously a related household—regardless of his background, officials of the third rank and above in the court are now taking the imperial examination route, except for military officers.But as soon as he came up with the method of refining salt here, regardless of his original attitude, he stood obediently.

Xuanhe looked around with his chin propped up, looking for a job in his position, he had to find some way to get some state-owned enterprises that could make money quickly, there would be more places to spend money in the future.

But there is no rush, things need to be done one by one. Once the method of salt production is changed, the entire industry will be reformed, from salt sales to salt taxation. There are many things to do.

Besides, there is still an undecided matter of blocking the lake to store water.

After urging for a long time, he finally got the news from the Ministry of Industry and identified a few places suitable for building lakes.

Xuanhe also knew that this matter could not be done quickly, and it was useless for him to be anxious.

It's just that it will soon be the busy season of farming. Others don't know it, but he knows that this year will not be easy. If the sowing is not to say that it is more careful than in previous years, at least it should not be delayed by corvees.

It may still be necessary to send troops to build dams... Originally, joining the army was a kind of corvee, but now they are required to serve another kind. When disaster relief can be said to be urgent, it is not the same now. I am afraid it will not be so easy.

Xuanhe was a little irritable, originally he was not a hardworking person.

Returning to the palace in the evening, it was rare that Xuanhe didn't take a bath for the first time, but turned up the law. He looked sad. Wang Fugui knew that he went to the household department on the first day, and thought it was something difficult in the yamen, so he flattered and comforted him carefully. He said that it is a blessing for the Holy Majesty and the common people to have a capable minister like you in the court.

Provoking Xuanhe to look up at him, Wang Fugui is different from Zhu and Li. He is not involved in politics at all, and he has no idea what Xuanhe is doing. There is no doubt that he is Close your eyes and talk nonsense.

Not in vain, Xuanhe suddenly realized that this was something Xie Chun should worry about. Why did he bother himself like this? He couldn't just tell Xie Chun that it was a novel, and he couldn't be sure about people. , but natural disasters are ordained by God. Although they have not happened, they are established and will inevitably happen.

Isn't the hexagram book on Xie Chun's desk used for this?

Fortune-telling.

Today is the first day of the new year, and Xie Chun has a lot of things to do, Xuanhe wants to go out again after taking a bath, so he asks Wang Fugui to send a message, telling Xie Chun to come back early after he is busy.

When Wang Fugui went to deliver the message, Eunuch Li brought up a cup of strong tea, and upon hearing the words, he knew that the cup of tea had been brewed for nothing.

Sure enough, Xie Chun got up immediately after hearing this.

Eunuch Li sighed in his heart, the emperor had been with King Qin every day during the past few days when the pen was sealed during the Chinese New Year, and now he couldn't leave it.

Xuanhe didn't know that he was already a seductive little fairy in the eyes of Eunuch Li, so he sat cross-legged on the bed, and when he saw Xie Chun came back, he patted the seat beside him and told Xie Chun to sit down too, as if he wanted to have a long talk .

He didn't hesitate, and said straight to the point: "Are you wondering why I have to block the lake to store water? First, in the long run, this will indeed alleviate the drought and flood. Second, there will be a drought this year."

"If you don't believe me, just take a look. After March, there will be basically no rain this year."

Xuanhe only knew that these natural disasters were nationwide, especially in the south where it was rainy. He didn't know the details, maybe there was a small area of ​​precipitation, but it couldn't save the overall situation.

If it's only this year, if you plan early, most of the places can survive. The problem is that there is still next year.

Seeing that Xie Chun didn't speak, Xuanhe poked him: "Don't take it seriously, what will the people eat if it doesn't rain for two years, it's your fault if you can't survive without food, and you will be the one who will rise up and beat you."

When he said this, Xie Chun had a smile in his eyes: "No."

"No what?"

Xuanhe is very dissatisfied with his attitude, iron fight, no, the emperor with the dragon chair and flowing water made by gold, the throne comes and goes, the original book Xie Chun put it bluntly is seeking to usurp the throne, no one will come to usurp him bit.

Xie Chun said, "I won't make you suffer."

Even if there was a skin-to-skin relationship, Xuan He would still blush if he was suddenly teased, and he shouldn't talk about business in bed.

Xuanhe coughed softly to cover up: "It's not that there is no way, besides storing water, you can also dig a deep well, but this is a double-edged sword. If the underground water is used for a long time, the land will be abandoned, but it is not that there is no way, pay attention Just drain..."

Xuan He chattered for a long time, Xie Chun watched him quietly and didn't interrupt, and only asked him after he finished speaking, "How did you know that?"

"I thought you wouldn't ask." Having said that, Xuan He didn't mean to tell the truth, he said nonsense: "Daddy entrusted it to me in a dream."

After finishing speaking, he was stunned, as if he suddenly realized that his father had already left, and he was already someone who could dream of him.

Xie Chun knew it was an excuse, and they all knew it was an excuse. Ah He didn't want to say it, so he didn't say it. He wouldn't make fun of Jiangshan Sheji.

"I see."

Knowing this, Xuanhe could let go of it and didn't speak again.

The palace man turned off the lights, Xuanhe lay down with his back to Xie Chun, and after a long time he said: "I lied to you, I never dreamed of Daddy."

Xie Chun gently hugged him from behind, Xuanhe simply turned around and leaned into his arms, also hugged Xie Chun's waist, and slowly fell asleep.

Xie Chun opened his eyes to look at him, the room was dark and he couldn't see, so he lightly kissed Xuanhe on the forehead.

I don’t know if it’s because I was thinking about it before going to bed. This night Xuanhe had a dream about the late Emperor. He rarely remembered his dream. This time it’s the same. When he woke up, he forgot all about it. After talking, Xuanhe was a little happy and a little sad, and skipped work to go to Ningshou Palace to find the queen mother.

The anniversary of the late emperor's death is approaching, and a year has passed without knowing it, all the concubines in the Ningshou Palace have started to walk around, and the queen dowager is not restrained.

In the past few days, Xuanhe went to Ningshou Palace more than usual. He stayed in the palace every day until noon and had lunch before slowly going to the household department.

The Sixth Department will send people to the palace to take turns. Others are cautious every time they enter the palace. Only Xuanhe can't ask for it. Apart from Xie Chun, only Xie Chun can experience the joy of not having to leave the house for work.

Dayong emphasized that death is as important as life. On the first death day, there will be a ceremony. In the future, there will be no need to hold a grand ceremony, but there will be sacrifices. Before the three generations, sacrifices were only held in the ancestral temple.

The first emperor's ceremonies were naturally presided over by the emperor, and all clan relatives would enter the palace to pay their respects on this day.

The Taimiao also needs someone to go, Xie Chun is in the palace, logically speaking the Taimiao should ask the boss to go, but he directly ordered Xuanhe.

Xuanhe didn't refuse even when he was surprised, he went to Ningshou Palace and talked with the queen mother for a while before leaving the palace, the queen mother held a long life lock in her hand, Xuanhe didn't remember it, but thought it should be his own.

"Your mother entrusted you to me back then, so I took you into the palace. I thought that the emperor might not be happy. You are your mother's only child. Since she opened her mouth, I will take good care of you no matter what." , I didn’t expect him to send the Longevity Lock.”

Xuan He thought, it turned out that the father and mother did not sing harmoniously like this from the beginning.

"After you entered the palace, he came more frequently. He hugged you more than anyone else. You are also very courageous. None of your highnesses called you daddy, but you did."

Xuanhe smiled when he heard the words, he wasn't bragging, he was quite smart when he was young, at least he knew who to please.

"Are you going to the Taimiao today? The emperor has a heart."

Xuanhe was also very satisfied with this arrangement: "I thought I would be in Fengxian Temple today."

The queen mother caressed his temples: "Go quickly, don't miss the hour."

When Xuanhe went out, he looked back, the queen mother was looking at him, he almost didn't want to leave, but the Taimiao was so rare that he suppressed his inexplicable sadness and drove out of the palace with the ceremony.

Even though there was an official of etiquette, Xuanhe was still exhausted after a series of ceremonies, but when he returned to the palace, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Xie Chun was not in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and someone from Ningshou Palace came, but when Xuan He asked him what was the matter, he did not speak for a long time.

Xuan He frowned and was about to explode, but saw Xie Chun come in and sent everyone out of the room.

When he came in, Xuanhe stood up to greet him, but when he saw his expression, he took a half step back and looked at him fixedly. He knew that Xie Chun had something to tell him, which he didn't want to hear.

What is it that makes Xie Chun feel that he can't stand it?

Xuan He didn't dare to think about it, looked at him, and asked tremblingly, "What's the matter, so serious?"

Xie Chun lowered his voice and didn't answer him, but said: "Your Majesty is a beautiful woman in the world."

Xuan He's eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked away in embarrassment: "My mother is naturally the most beautiful, do you need to say that?"

"Ah."

Xie Chun knew he understood.

The empress is so beautiful in the world, she shouldn't be a widow in the deep palace.

This is not said by anyone, but recognized, this is a sigh for the beauty.

Xuan He gritted his teeth tightly, not letting himself choke out, but the tears couldn't be stopped, falling like a bank bursting.

Xie Chun embraced him: "I am here."

Xie Chun could feel the heat on his shoulders through the winter clothes. When Xuan He looked up again, his mood had stabilized a lot, at least it seemed so.

They changed their clothes and went to Ningshou Palace. When they arrived outside the empress dowager's bedroom, Xuanhe stopped again. Xie Chun didn't urge him, and stood there to accompany him.

I don't know how long it took before Xuanhe started to walk again.

The Empress Dowager was wearing court clothes and a phoenix crown, resting on a jade pillow, with her hands folded on her belly, she looked graceful and luxurious even when she was lying down, she looked the same as usual, as if she was just asleep.

In the next moment, she could open her eyes and call "Bao'er".

But Xuan He knew it would never happen again, just like his father, he would never wake up again.

Xuan He used all his strength to restrain his tears, his body trembled slightly, he clenched his right hand into a fist, pressed it against his chest, and took a sharp breath, it turned out that his heart really hurts when he feels uncomfortable.

His vision was blurred, and his ears began to buzz. He seemed to hear Xie Chun's voice. Xie Chun said, "Physician Xuan."

The pain was so extreme that he lost consciousness instead, he thought in a daze, should I go too?

Xuanhe experienced the first aid technique of traditional Chinese medicine for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, his mouth was filled with a strong bitter taste. He didn't know what kind of medicine they gave him, and there were long needles stuck in his body. Xuanhe blinked and struggled. Turned his neck.

The imperial doctor who gave him the acupuncture breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled out the silver needles on his body.

After a while, the maid brought medicine again, and Xie Chun fed him himself.

After drinking the medicine, Xie Chun hugged him tightly, so tightly that Xuan He couldn't breathe, but he didn't struggle, but raised his arms to hug him back.

He didn't have much strength in his body, and he was soft when he hugged her. After a while, he dropped his hand weakly, let go of him, took her hand and rubbed it gently for him, and explained to him in a low voice: "The imperial doctor just gave a strong medicine." , some residual poison, it will be healed in a few days."

Xuan He nodded, the medicine might be really strong, he couldn't speak.

"Ahe, don't leave me."

Xuan He nodded again, his life was hard-won, everyone wanted him to live, so naturally he would not do stupid things.

The medicine just now contains some sleep aid ingredients, and today's mood fluctuates a lot, and there are some heart problems, Xuanhe soon became sleepy.

Xie Chun tucked in the quilt for him before going out, the whole imperial hospital was waiting outside.

"He can't speak."

The imperial physicians looked at each other, the first aid decoction just now would at most make people feel weak, their hands and feet would be numb, if they were unlucky, they might feel like vomiting, no matter what symptom it was, it had nothing to do with the loss of voice.

It was the imperial physician who had just administered the acupuncture and stood up and said, "Your Highness is too sad."

"how long."

"This matter varies from person to person. Most people can recover within seven days, and some people can't recover for a lifetime."

He said that in the end, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Xie Chun's expression.

Xie Chun didn't say anything like killing them all if they can't be cured, he said: "I support you, not to see you helpless."

The death of the Queen Mother is another national mourning.

There were gradually rumors in Beijing that Xie Chun's life was too hard.

His mother died not long after he was born, and he was sent to Liangzhou for many years. Everything was fine, but the emperor became seriously ill as soon as he returned to Beijing, and died of illness in the second year. After becoming the throne, even the queen mother left.

He hasn't married a wife yet, maybe the women around him don't live long.

Xie Chun didn't have any scruples about this, firstly he didn't care, and secondly he had a lot to do, he had to deal with government affairs, preside over the funeral at the same time, and Xuanhe had to be taken care of by him.

Xuanhe was right. In previous years, it was always snowing in the cold spring, but now, this year, it was only cold and there was no snow. After March, there was no rain.

Xie Chun called the courtiers to pay attention to the matter through the Qin Tianjian. After the flood, the whole court began to think of ways to fight the drought.

Xuanhe didn't know anything about the court affairs, he was sick in bed, he didn't even go to the mourning hall, even though his body had almost recovered, he didn't go, he only showed his face when Xiao Lian was buried.

When the first emperor passed away, he stayed in the mourning hall every step of the way, but this time, he didn't have the courage.

Xie Chun, on the other hand, goes there every day. He guards for Xuanhe.

Qin Tianjian did the calculations and said that there is no auspicious day in the near future, and it will be the end of the year. It is impossible for the palace to stop for such a long time, so another funeral palace has to be set up.

Xie Chun doesn't have a queen, and he handles state affairs and family affairs by himself, and now he has to take care of those who could handle family affairs.In the first few days, Xie Chun fed Xuanhe three meals a day, including medicine, and Xie Chun would come to accompany him to eat when he was in better health.

At night, after he fell asleep, he got up to deal with business.

Although there are many things, they are busy but not chaotic, but they don't have enough rest. Seeing that His Majesty is getting thinner, the ministers seem to be more reticent than before.

Originally thought that once the queen mother left, the Mu family would collapse, but now looking at the attitude of the Holy One, it doesn't seem like he has a bad relationship with the queen mother, and some people see it more deeply.

The Mu family is not only Princess Han's natal family, but also the uncle's family of King Qin. I heard that the relationship between King Qin and the Mu family is much closer than that of the Shen family.Even without the queen mother, the Mu family can still prosper for at least three generations.

Bai Xiuyuan worked as an official in the Imperial Academy and often wandered around the imperial study. When he heard that Xuanhe was ill, he wanted to visit him. Although he was an official by the emperor's side, he never concealed his love for the King of Qin. He said it, and Xie Chun agreed.

"Try to get him to talk."

"The minister obeys the order."

Bai Xiuyuan got the order and retreated respectfully, but the person in front of the case said again: "If you don't want to say it, that's all."

"……Yes."

Xuanhe knew that there was something wrong with his throat, and the imperial physician had already visited him several times, but Xie Chun looked normal.He actually has a feeling, he is not speechless, if he has to speak, it should be possible.

He just doesn't want to push.

Not only talking, but if Xie Chun hadn't been watching, he would have even thought about saving food, and naturally he wouldn't bother to meet people.

After lying on the bed for so long, apart from Xie Chun, he only saw Xie Feng, and now Qingluan took care of him personally, and directly decided to let Bai Xiuyuan in, but said to Xuanhe: "Master Xiaobai is here."

Xuanhe nodded.

When Bai Xiuyuan saw Xuanhe, he sighed softly, mourning but not hurting, it was easier said than done.

He has also experienced the death of his parents, and it is not something that can be passed away with just a word of condolence.

He didn't say anything consoling. He only talked about the palace. The palace has been repaired. Bailihui is getting more and more courageous. He often goes to see An'an and Baiqi. Don't avoid him anymore.

Xuan He reflected, I have been careless enough to keep this pet, but there is still no expression on his face, Bai Xiuyuan said to himself for half an hour before leaving.

After that, Bailihui, Qian Yi, Song Qian, Bao Kang and others were called into the palace to meet him, and finally even Su Wanqing came.

She was the only one who talked about the imperial concubine, yes, she was talking about the imperial concubine, not the queen mother.

Su Wanqing has a good reputation in Beijing, but it is nothing compared to Concubine Mu Gui.

Up to now, when people think of Dayong's number one beauty, they only think of Concubine Mu, not the Empress, not the Queen Mother, but the Concubine, the daughter of Mu's family, Mu Xi Niang, who was famous in the capital.

"Such elegance, there is no one comparable to Dayong in the three hundred years before and after."

There was admiration in Su Wanqing's eyes, she had seen the imperial concubine before.

Xuanhe knew what she meant, a noble concubine should be full of elegance, and the word "empress dowager" was somewhat against her.

Her front body enjoyed all the glory, what's the point of this deep palace without the most important person.

She is the queen mother, but she has never claimed to be Aijia.

Xuanhe closed his eyes, the imperial physician said that she had passed away in her sleep, she was usually healthy and healthy, it would be a bit far-fetched to say that it was an emergency, that day was the anniversary of the late emperor's death, the late emperor and the empress dowager had a deep love for each other, and it has been passed down to this day. She left with the late emperor in a dream.

It's not wrong, she went by herself.

Probably because they are both women, Su Wanqing was full of longing for the imperial concubine in words, but Xuanhe felt that this was the best destination she had chosen for herself.

How could he not know that this year was reserved for him, if it wasn't for him, he would have gone with the late emperor last year, but knowing it doesn't mean he can let go.

Why did you abandon me again?

When the first emperor left, he thought it was a lie, but when he recalled the past year, he was still a little dazed, as if he had dinner with him just yesterday, rushing to drink the fish soup cooked by the imperial concubine.

Now once again the capital is empty.

The imperial concubine left, but he really felt that he had no mother.

Father and mother are different, and it is hard to say whose departure made him more sad, the former was like a dream, and a corner of his heart was missing, while the latter was heartbroken, and a piece of his heart was torn.

After Su Wanqing left, Xie Chun came to feed him the medicine. Xuanhe was usually silent, and he drank a spoonful of Xie Chun's feeding. The medicine was neither bitter nor delicious, but he never thought of taking a breath. finish drinking.

Today it turned away.

Xie Chun put down the bowl and spoon, and didn't force him. It was a nourishing medicine, so it didn't hurt much to use it or not.

"Thank you Chun."

In the past half a month or so, Xuan He finally spoke the first sentence. Because he had not spoken for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse, and Xuan He felt that his voice was a little strange.

He raised his hand to touch his Adam's apple, startled.

Xie Chun was not surprised that he could speak, the imperial physician said that Xuanhe's symptoms were a bit like losing his soul.He knew that Ah He was not such a fragile person, he could control himself, but he felt uncomfortable and didn't want to talk.

Now he is willing to speak, he said: "Xie Chun, I don't have a mother anymore."