Seeing that the guard made no move, Fugui turned around and looked at him doubtfully: "Is there any more questions?"
The guard's expression was a little tangled: "Your Majesty, if you do this, will it arouse the resentment of the envoys?"
Fugui waved his hand to him: "There are others without me. Instead of letting them be deceived by others, it is better for me to take action first, which can be regarded as sharing the worries for Your Majesty."
Besides, he didn't think that these envoys would fall out with Dachang.
Even if he messes up, His Majesty will still support him. This is his confidence!
Guard: "..." You really put yourself in a good position!
After talking to the guards, Fugui continued to raise his head and look at the sky just as he did before, and at the same time he did not forget to tell the guards: "Tell those who play the piano to take turns, but the sound must be loud, and try to move people towards me. Hurry.”
He asked the people waiting around him that from this angle, his face was the most beautiful.
The next enemy is coming, and he needs to be at his best.
Seeing Fugui already posing, the guard felt that his outlook on life was completely shattered.
This little ancestor really did everything possible to defraud money, even using military skills and psychological tactics.
If this person uses his thoughts on the right path, this person will definitely be a figure in the future.
Thinking of this, the guard lowered his head and looked at the several money bags from different envoys in his arms: Well, Jun Shi is also a person now.
Things like money have always been accumulated.
Seeing the money that the rich and nobles sent into the palace one after another, Amu's face was stiff. He looked at Jin Qing with burning eyes, the word "admiration" was already on his face: What your majesty said was actually the truth.
There is no real waste in the world, it just depends on whether you can put the right people in the right place.
If the emperor knows how to recognize and coordinate people, everyone will be a useful chess piece in the emperor's hands.
Wealth is a good example.
Before, Amu thought that Fugui was a good-looking, smooth-tongued idiot.
But it turns out that this person is actually a talent who can even scrape out the oil from the ground.
Amu looked at Jin Qing with more and more enthusiasm. The truly great person should actually be His Majesty.
Under His Majesty's wise leadership, there is no one idle in the palace now.
Everyone is actively developing side businesses.
The fruits and vegetables sent out from the palace are actually very easy to sell among the people.
Fugui would only take a few things out every day, claiming that they were all brought from the palace.
There are many rich people among the common people. After the word "palace" was mentioned, the price of these things instantly increased more than ten times.
And his identity as a wealthy and noble servant adds some convincing to this statement.
The choir organized by Jin Qing has now sang in other counties.
Their team is also constantly expanding, not only showing the power of idols, but also making a lot of money.
It can be said that except for those few horse breeders who have not yet produced any results, the others have already begun to make money.
Amu licked his chapped lips due to excitement. These were just a few people who were sent to the palace to become the royal wives.
Your Majesty didn't want them to have nothing to do, so he gave them some jobs.
If His Majesty devotes himself to government affairs, what kind of changes will happen to Dachang Kingdom?
Feeling what he wanted, Amu directly made suggestions to Jin Qing, hoping that Jin Qing could reorganize the court.
In other words, directly select some new officials.
After listening to Amu's words, Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at Amu sideways: "When you went out in the morning, did your brain get squeezed by the door?"
After finishing speaking, Jin Qing walked away alone without waiting for Amu's reaction.
He actually wanted her to rule the country. Didn't this kid swallow his brains while eating?
With this time, wouldn't it be nice to eat and sleep in?
Looking at Jin Qing's departure, Amu stood there with tangled eyes.
He was wondering what Jin Qing meant by what he said just now, and why he looked like he hated iron.
Half an hour later, Amu suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.
He understood. His Majesty wanted to tell him that "too much is not enough"!
Regarding matters in the court, changes must be made step by step in order to maintain stability.
And he had just been dazzled by the short-term results. Not only did he make rash advances, it was also more likely to lead to big mistakes.
Your Majesty must be disappointed in him!
Amu had long discovered that Jin Qing seemed to have been teaching him.
Although he couldn't figure out why Jin Qing did this,
But since his father's death, this was the first time someone showed such kindness to him and took care of him.
Therefore, Amu was full of gratitude to Jin Qing.
At the same time, he has been studying hard.
Because he knew that sooner or later he would return to his hometown and take back everything that belonged to him.
But today, he could see obvious disappointment on Jin Qing's face.
It seems that it was his aggressive behavior that made His Majesty feel that he was useless!
Amu squatted in the corner, feeling very depressed.
Will His Majesty feel that he is stupid and decide to put someone beside him to teach him again?
Just when Amu felt that his life had become gloomy, Jin Qing suddenly came back and kicked Amu's thigh: "What are you doing? Why don't you go hunting for me."
Don't think that pretending to be depressed here means you can stop working.
Amu raised his head and looked at Jin Qing in confusion. Didn't His Majesty no longer want him?
After seeing Jin Qing's signature move of tilting his head and squinting his eyes, Amu's eyes suddenly lit up: Your Majesty, have you forgiven him?
Amu stood up, looked at Jin Qing nervously, and asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, can I call you aunt in the future?"
Although it was shameless to do so, Amu felt that he needed a link to connect himself with Jin Qing.
Moreover, he has been envious of Brugu for a long time.
Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at Amu: "Whatever!" A good person must hide in a pigeon cage.
But Amu was very happy and shouted around Jin Qing: "Aunt, aunt, aunt..."
In the garden full of vegetables, the young man's passionate shouts suddenly stopped, replaced by a crisp slap and the muffled sound of his body hitting the ground.
Jin Qing patted the non-existent dust on his hands and said: It's endless, right?
Amu lay on the ground, raised his slightly swollen head and looked at Jin Qing's back: He has an aunt, and she is a very strong aunt.
Amid everyone's expectations, the palace banquet finally began.
The boxes of envoys from various countries were gradually carried into the palace.
Among them, the brocade box of the envoy from Kucha was the smallest, but the number of people surrounding the brocade box was the largest.
Everyone held the brocade box in their hands with great care, as if they were holding a priceless treasure.
And the way Yasen raised his neck proved that the contents of the brocade box were not extraordinary.
Such actions made Dachang officials more curious about the contents of the brocade box.
It was time for the envoys to pay tribute.
In addition to the fixed amount of money, the things they took out were all kinds of things.
There was also someone who brought hundreds of slaves, which made Jin Qing's brows jump. For nothing, there were hundreds more mouths to eat. She wanted to throw this person out.
All the envoys sent up what they had brought, and finally it was the turn of Yasen, the envoy of the Kingdom of Kucha.
