Chapter 5023 Everyone Shen
“The method is quite good.” Qi Xingyun nodded and said: “Now their victory or defeat depends on their own ability. If they lose, they can’t blame others, and they won’t come and argue in front of me. It’s so loud.”
Ma Chao hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, although this method is good, it consumes a lot of silver. Our Ministry of War really can't come up with the money. What Jiang Shilang means is to raise money from the Yang Chamber of Commerce..."
"Yang Chamber of Commerce? Is it true that the Ministry of War can’t get it out?” Qi Xingyun frowned.
“Well, the Ministry of War really can’t spare any money. It has just recently replaced a batch of new equipment. The floor of the room is in disrepair and you may fall when you walk on it. The roof leaks on rainy days. The rain can't bear the wind and cold, nor can it bear the rain. As a result, seven or eighty-eight silver coins have been spent." Ma Chao lowered his eyes.
It's not that he wants to complain deliberately, it's really helpless. There are too many places where the country needs money, and such a large military department needs a lot of money to support. The only silver coins have been arranged in advance, so how can they be temporarily allocated.
“How much silver is needed to make it work?” Qi Xingyun stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brow.
Ma Chao raised his head and said: "About one hundred thousand taels... that's enough."
"Ma Aiqing, what did you say before?" Qi Xingyun said.
“Your Majesty, one hundred thousand taels.”
"No, it's not this sentence, it's the previous sentence."
"The Ministry of War repaired the house and purchased equipment, but there was no money."
"It's not this sentence either."
Ma Chao was stunned and said: "The Yang Chamber of Commerce can raise money."
"I'm sure, the Yang Chamber of Commerce is in urgent need of the country's difficulties, and it is really a model for national chambers of commerce..."
After Ma Chao left, Qi Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief.
There is no way, he doesn't want to be like this. Who makes the treasury run out of money? From the bottom of his heart, he doesn't want the Imperial Guard to be interfered with by other forces.
This has nothing to do with trusting Yang Ruoqing, but the bottom line of the emperor's power.
The directly subordinate Imperial Guards must never be out of control. If the emperor cannot control the army, then the change of dynasty will not be far away.
But there is nothing we can do. The treasury is really empty, many jobs have been forced to a standstill, and even the food and clothing expenses in the palace are being drastically reduced.
......
"I have gone to the palace and have obtained His Majesty's permission. From now on, matters related to the Imperial Guard competition will be left to Mr. Jiang." After Ma Chao returned to the Ministry of War, he immediately He found Jiang Wulang and told Emperor Qi Xingyun's will.
However, he changed the topic and warned: "Sir Jiang, this is a competition that Your Majesty values. No matter what, there can be no mistakes or errors. You must be careful and come to us at any time if you have any problems." "My Lord."
"Don't worry, Mr. Ma, I will do my best and live up to my trust." Jiang Wulang nodded.
After receiving the news that the event was confirmed, Jiang Wulang returned to Uncle Zhongyong's Mansion with relevant information, wanting to tell Yang Ruoqing about the matter.
But what surprised him was that he missed it.
Yang Ruoqing was not in Zhongyong Bo's Mansion, but at the invitation of Wan Qingchun, she went to Biyun Garden to visit the flowers.
This year’s Biyun Garden, the camellias are in full bloom.
Various rare species compete for beauty.
Therefore, the owner of Biyun Garden, Mrs. Lu Yuan, invited many celebrities from the capital to come and watch, especially Lu Yuanding, a famous calligraphy and painting master in the capital, who painted the flower scrolls on the spot.
Yang Ruoqing was currently in Biyun Garden.
The scenery in front of you is simply beautiful. The colorful camellias are dotted among the fake stone pavilions and streams, forming a fairyland-like artistic conception on earth. She also saw the painting master Lu Yuanding.
Lu Yuanding is about forty years old. He is a Jinshi and editor of the Hanlin Academy. He is of noble status and is good at painting. He is not only famous in the capital, but also in the Jiangnan area. Voice.
Mrs. Lu Yuan’s wife, Lu Yuan, was really prosperous when she invited Lu Yuanding.
Lu Yuanding painted in front of the dignitaries and ladies, among the mountains and rivers, the gorgeous camellias jumped out, lifelike, as if they were real.
Even people like Yang Ruoqing who don’t know much about painting can’t help but say a good word when they see it.
She instantly felt that she was being influenced by something inexplicable. Perhaps there was a breath of art reverberating in her body, which instantly made her feel as if her soul had been baptized.
But to be honest, she couldn’t tell what was so good about this painting.
If you ask her to comment, she can only say one thing, it’s so beautiful!
After thinking about it, Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything after all. Master Lu Yuanding might not be happy if he made such a simple comment.
“Master Lu’s painting quality has improved again. It looks like a very ordinary painting, but in fact it has an air of leisure. Look at the fog covering the mountain above. It seems very casual and blurry. It’s a mess, but in fact the artistic conception is perfect. I personally feel that this is when Master Lu’s life has reached a certain level, and fame and wealth are no longer with him.”
“Mrs. Li, I think there is still something in it. Hiding has another meaning The environment seems as idle as floating clouds, but the magnificence and uprightness of these camellias mean that Master Lu also has made contributions to the court and is unwilling to be left behind."
"Mrs. Liu, I see there is something wrong here. There is a sense of desolation after wealth, which means that things are impermanent. "
To be honest, it is said that there are many talented and beautiful women in the capital. Yang Ruoqing's comments about these ladies and the young master are very eye-opening. feel.
And after all, they raised their heads at 45 degrees, which gave them a somewhat talented temperament!
Comparing herself again, Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt that she was also called an artistic young woman, but she just didn't have this temperament.
Hey, there is still a gap.
Well, I have learned a lot, and it is really a worthwhile trip.
After each of the ladies and talented ladies finished their evaluation, they each read a poem, but no one was convinced by the other.
Faintly, there seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.
Lu Yuanding glanced at the ladies, young ladies and gentlemen around him. What they said was not bad, and the poems they recited were also very interesting. Their level was good, but after all, there was still a gap between them and his own paintings. , not very contrasting.
It’s just that he couldn’t say it out loud. These were either rich or noble, and he didn’t want to offend so many people at once.
If you directly say that their poems are different from your own paintings, I'm afraid it will bring you a lot of trouble.
Just smile and look at everyone without answering.
Everyone is not a fool, so everyone knows that these poems are not perfect.
"Let Mr. Shen do it. Mr. Shen is a master of poetry." Someone in the crowd shouted.
Amidst the shouts of the crowd, a woman who looked like a clear lotus stepped out.
She is covered in a blue tulle skirt and is draped in a white fox shawl. Her black silk stockings are tied up with a hairband, and she is lightly applied with pink and white, creating a petal-like beauty.
She is Shen Biyu, the owner of Zhuang Yulou, a famous poet, composer and poet in the capital.
(End of this chapter)