The two most hated things in the world,
First, it’s about money. I can make money, and so can you, but you make it all. You are rich, and I am poor.
Second, regarding conscience, you have it and so do I, but you have done all the good deeds and everyone praises you but not me, which makes me seem very heartless.
Chu Qing is now doing the second thing, doing it with great success, but he doesn't know that his reputation in Beijing is already bad.
People are always ignorant, and the majority are guided by the minority.
Common people who have not read books are guided by scholars who have read books.
Scholars without official status were guided by ministers with official status.
The low-ranking ministers were guided by the court bosses.
Chu Qing had no idea what was happening in the city. Logically speaking, he should know. After all, he was the deputy commander of the Qianqi Battalion.
But Tao Ruolin was afraid that he would be distracted, so she deliberately hid it from him, letting Jiang Yuesheng and others hide him.
Chu Qing, who had no idea that everyone was shouting at him in the court, was holding a shovel and looking at the first completed three-story building, smiling like a child.
The refugees walked in, crying, kneeling in the room, stroking the stone bed that smelled of paint with their rough fingers, and bursting into tears.
Chu Qing came to the roof and looked at the small buildings that were almost completed. He pinched his waist and his face was full of pride and pride.
Changxian stood next to him, biting his lip tightly, clenching his fists, and his face turned red.
After a long time, Changxian still couldn't hold back and shed tears of excitement.
"Master Chu, this is...this is the house we built. This is the house we built for the refugees, no, for the common people!"
"Yes, we built the house." Chu Qing rubbed Changxian's head and nodded.
Changxian straightened his tattered unicorn robe, took a step back, and saluted Chu Qing.
"Student, thank you Master Chu."
"Your Highness King Langya, please remember, and I will also remember. If you are bright, the world will not be dark. If you are hopeful, the world will not be completely hopeless."
"Student, be taught."
The setting sun stretched Chu Qing's shadow thin and long. The afterglow fell on his shoulders, and the sweat dripped on the ground. At that moment, it was colorful.
Chu Qing turned around. He had already placed all the chips for this huge gamble on the gambling table.
What happens next depends on the emperor.
Chu Qing was not stupid, how could he not know that the Li family had already begun activities, but he didn't know how to target him specifically. He probably wanted to make a fuss about the refugees.
But Chu Qing was not only not afraid, but also vaguely looking forward to it.
You can live in peace for years, but life and this world will not. If you don’t fight hard, your life will depend on you. How far you can persist will determine what height you will reach. What you can do has been done, whether you will be shattered to pieces or not. A slap was slapped hard on the face of the courtier in the capital. What happened? Look at the emperor, look at that ninety-five-year-old man!
Dragging his tired body, Chu Qing took Changxian back to the tent and gathered everyone to start studying the finishing work.
A few days later, the hot summer finally passed, and the first autumn rain sprinkled on the world.
The autumn rain is like a curtain, vast and hazy, floating silently on the continuous roof tiles, soaking the ground, houses, and trees, but it is evaporated by the fiery hearts and hot bodies of the refugees. Without a trace.
Chu Qing put the last brick on the ladder himself.
The rain stopped, and the blue sky washed by the autumn rain was as blue and clear as the sea. The white clouds were like a solitary boat setting sail, floating leisurely on the water.
More than three thousand people burst into shouts, some cried, some laughed, some knelt on the ground and kissed the soil that they hated so much, and some pinched their arms hard for fear. When they opened their eyes again, they found that it was all the same. A fantasy dream.
Chu Qing wanted to be like a great man or general, step on the eaves, wave his hands, and shout out loudly, "Comrades, thank you for your hard work." But with his mouth open, he couldn't say a word. He seemed to have said something, and was drowned in the shout. among the sounds.
Tao Ruolin turned around and looked at the capital with cold eyes.
Now, it should be the beginning of the court, and today, we have to see the outcome!
Looking back at Bihua, Tao Ruolin whispered: "Go and nail those plaques on the courtyard door."
Bihua hummed and ran towards the carriage.
Tao Ruolin came to Chu Qing's side: "Go back to Chu Mansion and have a good rest."
Chu Qing, who was full of excitement, was slightly startled: "There is still some money left, and I was thinking of having a party at noon."
"If my guess is correct, the emperor will leave the palace today, and the courtiers will also leave the palace, and come to the south of the city to see the refugees." Tao Ruolin smiled sweetly: "If the emperor is provoked by the courtiers and becomes angry, I will ask Bihua to go to the Chu Mansion to give you If the news is leaked, you run away, far away. Three months later, when the news subsides, you write me a letter and tell me where you are, and I will go find you."
Chu Qing was dumbfounded: "Isn't that true?"
"Then you stay."
"Uh... there's soup in the house. I have to go back to drink the soup. So what? I'm not afraid. There's really soup in the house, 886."
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In the Government Hall, as Sun An shouted "Open the court" like a male duck hiccupping, Huang Laosi's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
Since Zhou Youwei colluded with other courtiers and began to deliberately target Chu Qing, Huang Laosi summoned Jiang Yuesheng privately.
There was only one instruction from the top leader of the Dachang Dynasty to the Qianqi Camp. Outside the city, Chu Qing only needed to concentrate on building houses, and he was allowed to storm in the city. As long as his emperor, Chang Chengyou, stood motionless, no one would Dare to touch the deputy commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion!
Although Huang Laosi can be careless at times, he is a thoughtful person.
When you are a general, you pay attention to taking a preemptive strike, attacking like fire, taking the first shot, and killing the enemy's troops.
When you are an emperor, you have to strike first, remain as still as a forest, wait and see what happens, and take advantage of the situation until the opponent has used up all his cards, then he will strike with a fatal blow.
He didn't know how the houses for the refugees outside the city were built or what they were like. He only knew that the people in the court saying that Chu Qing invited people to buy people's hearts were all nonsense.
Invite to buy people's hearts, use your own land to invite people to buy people's hearts?
Invite to buy people's hearts, take the second prince to invite them to buy people's hearts?
Invite to buy people's hearts, go to any lengths to borrow money and build houses to buy people's hearts?
If this is an invitation to buy the hearts of the people, Huang Laosi is willing to buy the hearts of all the courtiers in the court. As long as the refugees can eat and the people have a place to live, it is an invitation to buy the hearts of the people in the capital. He, the emperor, is willing to do so. It's so delicious.
It's a pity that the courtiers are trying to buy the hearts of the people, but what they want to buy is the hearts of the scholars and the courtiers, but no one can buy the hearts of the common people.
Since the last time Li Wenli was asked to "close himself up and think about his mistakes" at home, the left minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs has not been to the court and asked for leave on the grounds of physical discomfort. Today is the first day of going to court.
Therefore, Huang Laosi knew very well that today was the time for Li Wenli, Zhou Youwei and others to attack.
Huang Laosi was very patient. As he said before, he would strike later. He only needed to know how this group of people were going to deal with Chu Qing before he could take corresponding measures.
Just as Huang Laosi expected, after the six separate performances, Yu Lian, the young minister of Sinong Temple, left the mission.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report."
As soon as he left work, Yu Lian's eyes were blurred with tears.
"Your Majesty, I...I am so bitter."
He knelt there and cried before saying anything. If it could be graded, Yu Lian's acting skills would have to be rated at least nine points. The remaining ninety-one points are all for his exaggerated micro-expressions. He is not as good as a little BABY, at least. He knows how to stare, but this old guy just cries, relying solely on emotion and no skills at all.
Yu Lian, the young minister of Sinong Temple, was blackmailed by Chu Qing for a total of 11,000 yuan.
For the first time, Chu Qing took the initiative to visit her and blackmailed her for three thousand dollars on the pretext of building a house.
The second time, Zhou Youwei secretly ordered the family steward to send another three thousand strings.
The third time, Chu Qing was completely shameless and asked Fu San to go to Yu Mansion and said that the price of materials had recently increased, so the deposit for building the house had also increased, and he wanted another five thousand guan.
Yu Lian had never seen such a shameless person, but for Zhou Youwei's "big plan", he reluctantly took out another five thousand strings.
And today, he was going to reveal to the world Chu Qing's true face as a despicable villain with a human face and a beast's heart, and a sinister and ruthless hand that destroyed flowers!
