Chapter 109 Zhuang Zhou Mengdie

Much drizzle for several days in a row. It is not as cool as the past autumn. On the contrary, it is as gloomy and humid as late spring, which makes people's mood gloomy.

Similarly, Emperor Xia's face was so gloomy that all the court ministers trembled. The torrential rains since July have caused the towns and villages in the lower terrain of the State of Xia to suffer annihilation. Hundreds of thousands of disaster victims gathered outside Linyun City, or in exile and other places. Previously, due to time constraints, they were not much aware of it, but those who stated that after several months of tossing and finally drifted to more prosperous towns.

After retreating from the court, Li Jing was slightly sad. He had just finished the matter of the new queen. At present, Emperor Xia gave him the problem of hundreds of thousands of victims, which was exactly left to him. In fact, all the problems stem from two words: silver.

"Lord Li, why are you so sad?"

Li Jing sighed slightly, "How can I not worry if the emperor left me the problem of the disaster victims?"

"What's so sad about this? Just ask the treasury to allocate money."

Li Jing shook his head slightly and looked helpless: "You just heard the emperor say that you asked me to contact officials from all over the world to do a good job in the resettlement of disaster victims. This clearly means that don't expect to take money from the court, it's up to you.

Dongfang laughed and said, "How did you even learn to tease?"

"Tap? Where am I still in the mood to ridicul? Now these hundreds of thousands of disaster victims may make it difficult for me to sleep and eat again. Li Jingluo shook his head again, and his helplessness was even heavier. "What do you think the court doesn't allocate money, how can I settle the victims?"

"Why don't you throw this hot potato to officials everywhere? Let them settle the victims by themselves?"

"Let them settle the victims by themselves?" Li Jing shook his head repeatedly and said, "Do you remember that in the past few years, mourning was everywhere, and it was eaten everywhere. I'm afraid it's the same this year. That's all right. Let's go for a drink.

Qinghe Hall, due to several days of rain, Ling Yue can only sit under the corridor to enjoy the rain. However, according to Ling Yue, she is not enjoying the rain, but wasting time and life. The daily food and clothing life makes her gradually forget the feeling of fighting in the workplace. Of course, the struggle in the post- (harmonious) palace is what she hates the most. She really can't understand why so many women like to work hard and be conscienceless for the so-called emperor's favor.

Of course, she understands that as long as she can win the favor, she can hold power, and wealth will follow. However, she has always believed that power is not a tool for seeking wealth, but wealth can be used for power. Wealth that penetrates into every crack is the most terrible power. It is hard to fill. Both beggars and emperors have an almost crazy desire for wealth. This is the weakness of human beings, and it is also necessary to promote development.

In this era of imperial supremacy, people have not found the importance of wealth. Just like countless European royal families, they gradually became puppets of the Rothschild family.

"Rosechild..." Ling Yue repeatedly said about the family whose wealth is proud of the world. Should she establish the Rosechild family in this era? "Liao Ye, who is the richest man in the world after Shen Haoran's death?"

"Thank you for listening to the rain."

"What?" Ling Yue turned around and said in surprise, "Thank you for listening to the rain?"

Liu Ye nodded and said, "Nearly half of the chambers of commerce in Chu are controlled by Xie Tingyu. In addition, he has properties in Xia, Jin and Shu. In terms of wealth alone, he can indeed be regarded as the richest man in the world.

"Xie Tingyu has a family? I heard that he has a sister.

"Xie Tingyu's sister, Xie Yinxue disappeared four years ago and heard that there was news recently."

"Is there anyone else besides my sister?"

"No." Liu Ye said, "It seems that there are only two brothers and sisters."

"Only brothers and sisters, two people, so they started from nothing. Xie Tingyu is only 20 years old. Is it a genius who allows him to dominate the business world?" Ling Yue doesn't believe any financial genius at all. No matter how smart you are, you can't accumulate huge wealth at all if you are not in the financial market.

"I don't know. It seems that Xie Tingyu has had so much wealth since he appeared." Liu Ye said.

"Doesn't anyone know where his wealth comes from?"

Liu Ye shook his head: "I don't know. This is a puzzle, and even Baichuantang can't find out."

" Speaking of which, what exactly is Baichuantang?"

"The Supervision Institute of Jianghu is responsible for the investigation."

"Oh, it specializes in digging into other people's secrets. I think it's enough to run a newspaper for the imperial court. No, I need to make two copies, one is called the imperial journal and the other is called Jianghu publication. Each share is charged 100 cents, so that all the civil and military officials of Xia can get one copy, so that the people of Xia can develop the habit of reading newspapers.

"What's written in that newspaper?"

"What do you like to write? Oh, I forgot that there is no freedom of speech here, and I guess no one reads it when the newspaper is published. If it really doesn't work, write about the charm of the court ministers. People like to read gossip. Hey hey, they will definitely buy it. Occasionally, they can serialize some short stories or something. Isn't it good?

Liu Ye dragged his chin and thought thoughtfully: "Listen to what you said, there are a large number of newspapers, and I'm afraid it won't be possible to distribute them in large quantities."

"Yes, there is no printing machine, and there is also a transportation system. Well, in fact, I just want to think about it. After all, this is still the era of cold weapons, at least until I can freely control electricity, the era of steam. Alas, whoever controls the oil controls the world, but there is not even a decent bank in this broken place. Ling Yue's face was tired and helpless, "Lu Ye, the world is full of dead people, all dead people, do you understand?"

"Ye."

Ling Yue smiled bitterly and said, "You don't understand, you don't understand what I mean. Let me give you an example, Liu Ye, if you are reading a book and are fascinated by the stories in the book, and suddenly one day you wake up and release yourself into the world of stories in the book, how would you feel?

"How can you feel?" Liu Ye turned his head and thought for a moment, "Keep living."

"Continue to live?"

"Otherwise? The world in the book is also a world. Although it is fictional for me, once I enter that world, it means that the world already exists. No matter what happened before, the world in the book is alive for me, because I am still alive.

"But that's fictional."

Liu Ye smiled and said, "Maybe the world in the book is real, but the world that was originally lived is fictional. Who can tell whether it is true or false?"

"Listen to your words, it means a lot to Zhuang Zhou Mengdie."

"Princess, it's time for you to eat." Xing'er came with a small step and whispered.

"You call Shang Yuner, Laifu, Xiaoshun, let's eat together." Ling Yue turned her head and stretched out. "I'm not hungry. Let's go to the Spring Warm Palace at night."

"Hm?"

"The snacks in the Spring Warm Palace are delicious. Hey hey, I'll eat some snacks."

Liu Ye swallowed his saliva: "Ah, the mung bean cake is really delicious. I don't remember when I ate it."

"You ate a piece when you were asleep."

Liu Ye said righteously, "I'm practicing, not sleeping."

In the spring warm palace, there is a broken soul fragrance in the air at any time, which makes people calm down. It's just that after staying for a long time, it will make people feel drowsy.

Ling Yue said angrily, "Wuchen, the broken soul fragrance in your palace is simply a sleeping pill. I want to sleep after staying for a long time."

"The broken soul fragrance is originally used to calm down. If you smell it for a long time, you will really want to sleep."

"Why don't you want to sleep? I don't think you are sleepy at all?"

"I've smelled it for a long time, and this fragrance has no effect on me." Xia Wuchen said, "I used to have insomnia, so I lit the fragrance of broken soul. For so many years, I have been used to it. If you don't like me, you can ask someone to change it.

"No, it's good. It can exercise people's perseverance. What about the night? Why haven't you seen him for a long time?

Xia Wuchen pointed out the door: "He just served a plate of mung bean cake and sat on the railing outside and ate deliciously."

Sure enough, through the window, Liu Ye sat on the railing, holding a plate of mung bean cake in his hand, and ate happily. From time to time, he teased the small fish in the pond.

"It's still a child after all." Ling Yue looked at Liu Ye gently, "If only he could stay like this, but unfortunately I can't see through him."

"What do you do through?"

"Yes, what do you do through?" Ling Yue smiled gently, "Wuchun, I heard that the emperor handed over the resettlement of the victims to Li Jinglue?"

"Your news is quite fast. It's true. My father handed over the appointment to Li Jingluo in the early morning." Xia Wuchen smiled and said, "I guess Li Jingluo's head will be annoyed at this moment."

"Why?"