C212 Fusi Exposed His Weakness(2)

"Knowing your mistakes can improve you a lot." Although he had persuaded the head of the pavilion, a stone had been stuffed into Ji Cheng's heart. He felt like he was choking on something. He didn't dare to say it, nor did he know where to say it. He only slowly stroked the back of the Talisman Pavilion. His heart was filled with waves of chagrin. 'My Pavilion has changed. Although today's matter was stopped in time, it unquestionably revealed her change.' My pavilion has unknowingly become ruthless and decisive, and the Imperial Court is even more arbitrary. It would not be an exaggeration to say that I have turned my hand over to cover the clouds for the rain.

Ji Cheng furrowed his brows in a place that Fu Zhizhi could not see. He thought about the usual Imperial Court. If there were any administrative matters that needed to be discussed by the officials, as long as she did not speak, no one would dare to say anything. The officials did not dare to guess Du Sheng's intentions, but they knew that the pavilion understood the meaning of the word 'saint' the most. They all followed her. Ji Cheng had already seen the clues from the many signs. This was not a good thing. Sooner or later, he would call for a subordinate to be dissatisfied with Yan Guan's impeachment.

In the previous situation, Fu Ting's words of "asking His Majesty to issue an Imperial Decree" did not allow him to consider it at all. Clearly, he was forcing the Monarch... If the Emperor was not him, she would have already violated the prestige of the Emperor and committed the crime of looking down on the Emperor. However, she did not have any self-awareness. The only thing worth rejoicing over was that everything Fu Ting did was for the sake of the Great Zheng Dynasty for Ji Cheng. If it wasn't for this, she really wouldn't have dared to imagine the consequences.

"What are you thinking about? "Fu Zhizhi had already recovered from his shock at this moment, and he asked coquettishly, "Qingcheng?"

"I'm thinking about whether it's because I spoil you too much. It's simply lawless and out of control." Ji Cheng acted like he was joking and said," It's fine if you are stubborn and mischievous by nature, but you are full of crafty plots and schemes. Are you the emperor or am I the emperor? "

"Of course you are the emperor. You are my master, my lover." Fu Tingzhi reached out his hands to hold Ji Cheng's cheeks. He looked up and complained, "Do you understand that the accumulation of work will lead to illness? You are not allowed to read the memorial too late in the future."

Sigh... Ji Cheng sighed in his heart for a while. "Alright, Zhen will remember. Serve the brush and ink." He held her and walked up to the Dragon Throne, "Oh right, Zhou Sun Zhong and the rest are still waiting..."

"Wait a moment, my big brother has sent you silver. See my big brother first to see them." Fu Tingzhi tilted his head and said proudly, "How are you going to thank me?" He then ordered Chang De, who was guarding the door, to invite Fu Hua over.

"Aiya, if you can produce 300,000 taels of silver... I, I... I don't have anything to reward you with." After saying that, he deliberately put on a bitter face: "You've been to the private treasury more than me, you can see the good stuff?"

"Your storehouse?" Fu Ting pursed his lips. "Other than a house full of folded items, I haven't seen anything good."

"Even if I did, you took it away. Didn't you put the jade bracelet on Fu Rong's waist?" Before Ji Cheng became the emperor, he was a prince who was unfavoured. Ji Jiang had never rewarded him with anything valuable. Later on, when the Great Zheng Army entered the pass, the other princes robbed him everywhere. They hated him and did not help him accumulate money.

His mother was also blessed, and not long after she became the consort, she passed away. Even if he left some for him, he would use it to supplement and recruit new recruits. He had obtained a lot of supplies during the half-year enthronement, but he did not receive much rewards. All of them went into his left hand and out his right hand. Take Ji Cheng's words for example. He was truly a poor emperor.

The two of them were playing around with Fu Hua when he respectfully bowed. Ji Cheng asked him to sit and reply, "What did Gu Qingyi and the other merchants say?"

The cotton production in the northwest had been the largest production base of cotton cloth in the Central Plains since ancient times. When the war broke out, the major merchants ran all the way to Jiangnan. Now, the war had come to an end. Naturally, they wanted to go back to their old businesses. "They want to take back their shops, workshops, and cotton fields to do business again."

"Where are they?" Ji Cheng was puzzled. "Where did they hire workers and farmers?"

"The famine in the central region was so severe that the refugees in the shacks outside the city did not leave. The refugees in the Jiangnan area could not be completely driven back to their homes." Fu Hua carefully planned to return Gu Qingyi and the other merchants. "These people are willing to follow Ding Hu back to the northwest. Isn't the Imperial Court distributing ten acres of land to each household? Ding Hu and the merchants had a private discussion. The merchants would provide seeds and collect cotton. The farmers would expand the land and start farming. Once the Imperial Court approves, we will immediately sign the contract. "

Fu Ting took the opportunity to reply," The number of refugees in the Jiangnan area is slowly decreasing. Right now, there are many merchants and fewer buyers. The merchants all want to return to their homeland, but they are also worried that they will have to start from scratch. " She picked up the pen and quietly wrote, "If there is no profit, don't wake up early. She pushed it to Ji Cheng. Not only the merchants in the northwest, but all the merchants in the country hope that His Majesty will give them another favor. They can also rent back former land shops. How about it? "

"Zhen remembers that when Gu Qingyi's family was in Tushan County, she helped Lord Tao support the army rations for half a year. Later, Ting Qi donated a few thousand taels for a meal." Ji Cheng slammed the dragon case. "How could I forget about these guys?"

Fu Hua smiled. "The Gu family is not worth mentioning. Dongxun's Shen family is known to be wealthy enough to rival an entire country. The banknotes from their silver account are linked to the world. They can still be exchanged during war-torn times. " Speaking of the Shen family's Fu Ting, he became even more enthusiastic. "In the past, today, and in the next hundred years, no official would dare to make things difficult for the Shen family. Why? My family's silver is in the Shen family's silver bank. "

" I didn't think of it. Why didn't you think of it too? " Ji Cheng looked at Fu Ting Zhizhi. The two of them had a tacit understanding with each other. "You scholars despise businessmen from the bottom of your heart. Did I guess correctly?"