Looking at the sly smile on Emperor Liang's face, he was completely different from the stern emperor Liu Delin described.
Song Huan casually came and sat down opposite Emperor Liang: "That's right, father!"
"I just met Mr. Liu from the Household Department outside the door."
"I heard from Mr. Liu that the Xia envoys will come to pay tribute next month?"
Mentioning this matter, the expression on Emperor Liang's face became more serious.
"good!"
"The Xia Kingdom is originally a small country on the southwest border of Daliang."
"For the past hundred years, I have always bowed to my great strength, offering sacrifices every year and praying for blessings."
"But three years ago, the new king of Xia came to the throne, and the annual tribute ceremony was suddenly interrupted."
"At that time, the war between Daliang and Beiyuan was in full swing, so I didn't care about it."
"Unexpectedly, just this year, the Xia Kingdom suddenly came to express its goodwill and said that it would come to pay tribute as scheduled next month."
Hearing this, Song Huan couldn't help but express deep contempt for Xia Guo's behavior.
"Bah, this new king of Xia Kingdom is not a good person at first glance!"
"A few years ago, we, Daliang, fought against Beiyuan. Xia Guo didn't express its attitude because they didn't know who would win this battle."
"In the end, when we saw our defeat, Bei Yuan came back to show his goodwill."
"This is inappropriate villain behavior!"
When Emperor Liang heard this, he also smiled lightly.
"Yes, the intentions of the new king of Xia Kingdom are quite obvious."
"But I, Daliang, are a great country. Since he has taken the initiative to surrender, I am happy to give him this opportunity!"
"But if he repeatedly jumps around and eats everything, then don't blame me for not giving him face."
Emperor Liang's words were spoken in an understatement, but he showed endless confidence and majesty.
This is the domineering power of being an emperor!
With so much foreshadowing, it’s time for Song Huan to get into the theme.
"Father, since the Xia State envoy will come to the court next month, the capital must be well managed, and foreigners must not be allowed to see the bad side of our Daliang."
"Yes," Emperor Liang nodded, "a few days ago, I issued an order to order Kaifeng Prefect Zheng Chaodong to manage the capital well inside and outside the capital."
"During the recent period, nothing can go wrong in the capital."
"As you said, how can you shame yourself in front of foreigners?"
Hearing Emperor Liang's words, Song Huan was as happy as a flower.
What happened to the Zhengs and his son this time was really a perfect shot!
"Now my country is singing and dancing, and the people are living and working in peace and contentment. It's been many years since I've seen such prosperity."
"My son, I see that you are dealing with government affairs in the palace every day. You are so exhausted from handling it, and your body and bones are getting worse and worse."
"The weather is nice today. Why don't I go with you for a walk among the people? Let's pay a private visit incognito and see what Daliang looks like now!"
"how?"
Upon hearing Song Huan's proposal, Emperor Liang's eyes flashed with light.
"Private visit incognito?"
"Yes!" Song Huan nodded, "You have lived in the temple for a long time, and what little you know about the market comes from the memorials of the courtiers."
“What they say is what you see.”
"It would be better for you to visit privately incognito, so that you can better understand the real living conditions of the people in Daliang today!"
Emperor Liang was already a little shaken, but after hearing Song Huan's encouragement, he couldn't help but be even more moved.
The last time I left the palace was the year I first came to power, when I went to Jiangnan to observe the people's sentiments.
In the blink of an eye, twenty-five years have passed.
Just like what this brat said, all the understanding of the people comes from the descriptions from the courtiers.
I have never seen with my own eyes what the capital has become over the years!
"good!"
Emperor Liang thought for a moment and made his decision immediately.
"Xue Hai!"
"The slave is here!"
"Prepare plain clothes for me immediately, I want to go on patrol incognito!"
"Incognito...going on patrol?"
Xue Hai hesitated for a moment, but seeing the excitement on Emperor Liang's face, he could only swallow his worries again.
"Yes! I obey the order!"
"By the way." Emperor Liang said again, "I am not allowed to tell anyone about my patrol in disguise."
"yes!"
…
An hour later.
A mysterious black-topped carriage came out of the palace and headed towards the busy city of Bianjing, the capital city.
Not long after, an old man and a young man were seen coming out of the carriage, followed by two powerful young men and a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard.
The old man and the young man were dressed in brocade robes. Although they were ordinary gowns, they looked very popular.
You can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary ordinary people.
The south of the city is the most lively and prosperous area in Bianjing, with a vendor every three steps and a merchant every five steps.
Pedestrians on the road are even more crowded, crowded and extremely lively.
Under the inspection of two shadow guards with hawk-like eyes like torches, Emperor Liang looked around excitedly like a child who had never seen the world.
"Fourth, what is this?"
"Go back to the palace...ah no, dad, this is a candied haws of sugar!"
"Fourth, what is that?"
"Dad, that's a dustpan! It's for sweeping the floor!"
Song Huan answered Emperor Liang's questions one by one, and felt that the contrast in the little old man was really funny.
As the omnipotent Nine-Five Lord, he is full of curiosity about objects that can be seen everywhere among the people!
I wonder if this emperor is left alone among the people, will he become unable to take care of himself?
Song Huan was lost in thought when he saw that Emperor Liang had given up his curiosity about these small objects and walked towards a tea stall in front of him.
In front of the tea stall, a storyteller was frothing and impassioned, telling an anecdote.
"The night before, the Prime Minister held a birthday banquet and invited many relatives and friends to attend."
"The Prime Minister has always been approachable. No matter the princes, nobles or ordinary people, everyone can enter the palace to participate in the birthday banquet..."
Upon hearing that the storyteller was actually talking about what happened in the home of the current prime minister, Emperor Liang became immediately interested and picked up a table and sat down.
The eunuch Xue Hai was very discerning. He quickly walked to the tea stall owner and took out a piece of tea cake like a magic trick.
"Boss, just make the tea we brought for my master."
The tea stall owner was a little impatient: "Why do you have so many things to do!"
"How can you bring tea cakes when you go out to drink tea?"
But when he saw the silver ingot suddenly appearing in Xue Hai's hand, the tea stall owner's eyes instantly turned straight.
"Yes, sir! Please do me a favor!"
"I'll prepare the best mountain spring water to make tea for you!"
Xue Hai had just handed over the tea stall owner. On the other side, Emperor Liang and Song Huan were already sitting at the table, listening to the storyteller's narration with great interest.
"... It is said that the Prime Minister's residence is a mixed bag, with first- and second-grade court officials at the top and little-known poor scholars at the bottom."
"But this scholar, who is as small as a sesame seed, has caused a big trouble!"
