When everyone heard this, they all looked at Lin Ping'an, wanting to hear what this famous Dean Xiao Lin would say.
"What does this old man mean?"
Lin Ping'an looked at Shi Fenglai with a smile on his face and thought in his heart: "If I really want to say something, it will be a long story."
Indeed, in the history books of his previous life, later generations have made many summaries of Emperor Tianqi's past few years, including politics, military and culture. If he were to talk about it in one go, it would probably take days and nights to talk about it. Not finished.
And at this moment, he didn't know why Shi Fenglai insisted on talking about it himself, so he waved his hand and said:
"Master Shi thinks too highly of this young man. I'm just an imperial physician. How can I understand national affairs?"
Everyone nodded secretly when they heard this. In their eyes, Lin Ping'an was just a teenager. Although he wrote such a famous poem that moved the capital, when it comes to national affairs, it is very difficult for him to talk about it. It was obviously a bit overwhelming.
Because I am too young and have too little experience, these are all flaws, and the so-called national events cannot be learned from books.
The four great talents also looked at each other and nodded, with a hint of worry in their eyes.
Wei Wuya raised his hands to Shi Fenglai and said, "Dean Xiaolin is still young and may not be knowledgeable about such national affairs, so please don't embarrass him."
Jiang Xingzhou also nodded repeatedly. It was he who invited Lin Pingan. If this made Lin Pingan lose face in front of everyone, Yan Xiaoxiao would really feel a little sorry.
Shi Fenglai nodded when he heard this. In fact, he was just showing off, because in his heart, how could a teenager have any opinions on national affairs.
So he waved his hand, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Shi Qian shouting from the side:
"Wait a minute, since my eldest brother can even make out the words that moved the capital, how could he not understand these things? He just doesn't want to be associated with you and doesn't want to talk about it."
I go! You are so fucking crazy, even if you are supporting me, you don't have to do this... Lin Ping'an looked at Shi Qian in surprise, and was stunned.
Shi Fenglai looked at his incompetent son, and his nose was almost crooked with anger. He just wanted to raise his hands and give Shi a big mouth.
The four talented men glanced at Shi Qian, who was swearing, and then at Lin Ping'an, who had a dull face. At the same time, they sighed in their hearts and said:
"This is good, Dean Xiaolin, we can't save you."
At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted: "Since Dean Xiaolin has something great to say, you might as well say it and listen to it, so that I can wait for enlightenment and enlightenment."
This was said in a formal manner, but it caused a burst of laughter from everyone.
It was obvious that he was using words to sway Lin Pingan, probably because he knew that Lin Pingan would not be able to say anything decent.
"Brother, just say a few words."
Shi fucked Lin Ping'an and shouted: "Don't let them underestimate our brothers."
Hey, you are really a second-generation ancestor... Lin Pingan glared at Shi Qian angrily, sighed in his heart, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"Actually, it's useless to say more. In my opinion, there are only two words that the court needs to solve now."
After saying this, he stopped. Everyone was intrigued by his words, and they all looked at the young Dean Xiaolin in front of them without blinking.
"Dean Xiaolin, don't be too pretentious. Can you tell me what these two words are?"
Shi Fenglai urged repeatedly.
"No money!"
Lin Ping'an said these two things simply, and at the same time made a gesture of helplessly spreading his hands.
"Just two words?"
Many people are confused by Monk Zhang Er.
What is this opinion? Isn't it that Dean Xiaolin can't say anything, so he can just use two words to fool everyone?
Everyone was talking, and the hall suddenly became noisy.
Liu Yiyi, Su Meier and others even frowned slightly, muttering the words "no money" in their mouths, but their heads were full of confusion.
Shi Fenglai was silent for a long time, and then he sighed heavily and said:
"Dean Xiaolin is indeed concise and concise."
When everyone saw Shi Fenglai's solemn face, they immediately realized that Lin Pingan was not talking nonsense, and the eyes they looked at Lin Pingan changed from disdain to doubt.
Shi Qian asked Shi Fenglai eagerly:
"Dad, is what my elder brother said right?"
Shi Fenglai nodded slowly and said: "To hit the nail on the head can be said to be like parting the dark clouds and seeing the bright moon."
After saying this, he asked Lin Pingan eagerly:
"Since Dean Xiaolin knows the cause of this disease, can he have a cure?"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but burst into an uproar. It turned out that Dean Xiaolin's two words just now really moved Shi Fenglai.
The four talented men looked at each other with astonishment on their faces. Liu Wushuang hurriedly waved his hands to everyone. The hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Lin Ping'an without blinking.
Yan Xiao smiled and tugged on Lin Ping'an's sleeve and whispered: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"
"Wasn't he a young doctor in Guangning City before? How can he talk about national affairs?"
Sylvia Lin was also stunned, feeling that he understood his young master less and less.
Lin Ping'an cleared his throat and then said:
“Yes, it does, but it’s a bit painful for some people.
First of all, the Ming Dynasty should reopen maritime transportation and promote commercial activities along the coast. Secondly, reduce the taxes of the people. Although it may cause the court's income to drop sharply in the short term, in the long run, it is the best measure to stabilize people's livelihood.
Finally, start the industrial and commercial tax! "
In fact, Lin Ping'an still has a lot to say, but it would be a bit shocking if he said it all at this moment.
After saying this, he looked at Shi Fenglai and said with a smile: "Especially the last one, does Mr. Shi also think it will make some people feel pain?"
Shi Fenglai's ancestors were from the Jiangnan gentry, and his family was extremely wealthy, which was all due to his business. When he heard Lin Ping'an's last statement about activating the industrial and commercial tax, he suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Because once this matter is implemented, those who will be most injured will naturally be the prominent families in Jiangnan. At this moment, hearing Lin Ping'an ask himself this, he couldn't help but show a wry smile and said:
"It will indeed make some people feel very painful. What Dean Xiaolin said today is really enlightening. I will definitely report it to the Holy One. As for whether it can be implemented, I dare not speculate."
After saying this, he actually saluted Lin Pingan.
This move stunned everyone. They silently recalled Lin Ping'an's three suggestions just now in their hearts. The more they thought about it, the more reasonable they felt. In fact, they didn't know that the person who felt this most deeply was Shi Fenglai, the great scholar of Zhongji Palace.
It is an obvious fact that Ming Dynasty is short of money, but many people don't know how much it is short of money. Only people like Shi Fenglai have a deep understanding of it.
Fighting requires money, suppressing bandits requires money, providing disaster relief requires money...
Neither end can be put down, and even the Minister of the Ministry of Finance has turned gray with worry.
Therefore, Lin Ping'an's lack of money really spoke to his heart.
Shi Qian was so proud at this moment that he shouted to everyone: "Let me tell you, how could my elder brother not understand this? It's just that he doesn't want to say it."
Yan smiled and looked at Sylvia Lin and asked, "Do you understand?"
Sylvia Lin nodded, shook his head, and said very uncertainly: "Although I don't understand it very well, from the looks of it, what the young master said seems to make sense."
Shi Fenglai stood up, bowed his hands in front of everyone and said, "Today's Zhuyuan Poetry Competition is really full of talents, which astounds me. I hope all of you can contribute to the country in the future."
After saying this, he bowed his hands to Lin Ping'an again, and was about to leave the Zhuyuan.
Everyone hurriedly saluted Shi Fenglai, but suddenly they heard Lin Ping'an's voice: "Wait a moment, Mr. Shi!"
Shi Fenglai turned around, looked at Lin Ping'an and asked, "What else does Dean Xiaolin have to do?"
Lin Ping'an said loudly: "Today happens to be the poetry meeting. I was not in the mood just now. It was not until I met you now that I was inspired and wanted to send you a poem."
Shi Fenglai was startled when he heard this, but then he heard Shi Qian shout: "Dad, my elder brother made this specially for you, you must listen!"
Shi Fenglai immediately became interested. He was a literary master. A few days ago, he greatly admired Lin Pingan's song "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" Presented to Xu Fo by the Forbidden City. Now when he heard that Lin Pingan actually wanted to compose an impromptu poem for him, he naturally It’s also very itchy.
The four great talents were also extremely happy at this moment. This year's Zhuyuan Poetry Festival did not produce any excellent works. It really felt too bland. If Lin Ping'an could come up with a poem like "Die Lian Hua. A Presentation to Xu Fo from the Forbidden City" The poems coming from it will definitely add a lot of color to this year's poetry meeting, and it may even become a good story.
"Look, Dean Xiaolin is finally going to compose a poem."
The women let out a cheer, with little stars popping up in their eyes, and they raised their feet and rushed towards Lin Ping'an.
Lin Ping'an saluted Shi Fenglai and said:
"Master Shi is our great literary figure in the Ming Dynasty, and he is also our great minister. Young people like us still need more guidance from you in order to become talents and serve the country.
This poem is specially written for adults, I hope you will accept it. "
Shi Qian on the side suddenly scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously when he heard such a long sentence. He smiled at Yan Xiao and shouted:
"Sister Xiaoxiao, please let him read it quickly, it's going to be suffocating if this continues!"
Yan Xiaoxiao glared at Shi Qian. She also felt that Lin Pingan was too boring, but no one said anything. She had no nerve to rush Lin Pingan.
"Sir, if you keep messing around, I'll break your legs!"
Shi Fenglai scolded Shi Gan: "You uneducated bitch, don't you know that writing poetry requires the preparation of emotions?"
Shi Qian shrank his neck, but heard Lin Pingan read it aloud.
"The sun is setting in the daytime of the mighty Li Chou, and the whip is chanting to the east and pointing to the end of the world.
Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle. "
