Chapter 316 Interest in interests

As soon as the proposal to move the capital was expressed, the treacherous parties opposed it in unison.

Xiao Fan was surprised and couldn't help but feel anger in his heart. No one dared to refute him in person for a long time, let alone the same party faction that followed him in the court. What's this? Rebellion in the nest?

Looking at Xie Jin's excited look, Xiao Fan was so angry that he was so angry that Ru Wei, Yu Xin and the others were the Shangshu, so it would be fine if they objected. You, a nerd who was lying hard, dare to sing the opposite tune. Isn't it necessary to deal with it?

After gritting his teeth, Xiao Fan blushed and stood up in front of everyone. He grabbed Xie Jin's front, picked him up from the chair, then shook it hard for a few times, lowered his voice and said angrily: "Is the last name Xie, have you been dizzy in the practice of the Great Ceremony recently? How dare you threaten me? Do you feel that life is too comfortable and want to find some excitement?"

The gentle and elegant prince suddenly showed the face of the street gangster collecting protection fees. The angry crowd was stunned, and the flower hall was silent.

Xie Jin was shaken by Xiao Fan for a few times, and his excitement suddenly calmed down. As if someone had knocked a stick, he woke up and cold sweat came out.

This British Duke is in front of him, and he dared to challenge him. When Xiao Fan was just a magistrate of the Jinyiwei, he had dealt with him several times. Now he is the commander of the Jinyiwei, and his title is above all the Dukes. His power is no longer the same as Ahmeng of Wuxia. Now he can be ranked as the Nine Ministers. He has been hugged by Xiao Fan's thigh before. He has gained the title of the Emperor. He has gained the position of the Emperor and dared to contradict him. - Is it true that as the Duke of the Kingdom said, he has been confused about the construction of the literary ceremony recently?

Xie Jin's attitude immediately changed, and he knew the current affairs and showed the obedient nature of a scholar. He trembled and said quickly: "God of the State! You are wrong in your official position!"

Xiao Fan continued to say viciously: "You still want to hang yourself at my doorstep? After dealing with me for several years, you don't know who my Duke is? I was scared? You want to hang yourself, right? OK! I will give you a rope, and you will hang you now. If you hang me, I will help you with the help of yourselves. I will definitely let you go to the Pure Land. I will die again! I will report to Your Majesty and will remember you for a death to the country on duty. I will post a title for you as a marquis of death. I will be a fool. The court will help you raise you."

Xie Jin was about to cry: "Xiaoguan...Xiaoguan just said so casually..."

"So, you change your mind and don't want to die?"

Xie Jin shook his head quickly: "If you don't die, you won't die no matter what... Your Majesty wants the emperor to build a ceremony. If you have such a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, how can the emperor die?"

Xiao Fan sneered, while constantly scanning the other ministers in the hall with a chilling and cold gaze.

The other ministers were stared at by Xiao Fan's eyes and were all cold. They hurriedly lowered their heads and began to look around. Ru Wei picked up the teacup in her hand and shouted in surprise as if she was a new continent: "Huh? This teacup is good. The colored porcelain on the Jingdezhen official kiln is crystal clear and vivid, and the flowers and birds are lifelike. It is really a rare treasure..."

Everyone hurriedly turned around and began to taste the teacup in their hands. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed sharply and turned into a porcelain tasting conference. The awkward atmosphere just now was wiped out.

Since Ru Wei, an old official, has eased the atmosphere, Xiao Fan doesn't want to embarrass everyone too much. After all, everyone is in the same camp. If you occasionally do something like establishing authority, just take it seriously and put it lightly. If you don't give up, you will be too overwhelmed.

After glanced around, Xiao Fan's sharp eyes gradually calmed down, so he calmed down his emotions and explained the disadvantages of establishing the capital, the benefits of moving the capital to Peking, to the public one by one. After talking for more than half an hour, Xiao Fan then picked up the tea cup and sipped the tea slowly, moistened his throat, and said with a smile: "My Duke of the country has carefully considered the matter of moving the capital. I have not had any selfish intentions in this matter. It is a national policy, not for personal gain. I am watching and helping me. I hope you can help me and contribute my efforts to the Ming Dynasty. In the future, your name will also leave a strong mark, which is enough to comfort my family and ancestors."

When everyone heard this, they fell into deep thought, their eyes flashed, and they were clearly moved.

Xiao Fan still understood the truth by squeezing a whip and giving a sweet date. So he continued to smile and said, "Although the north is barren, the imperial court has devoted all the manpower and material resources of the whole country to build a prosperous country comparable to the south of the Yangtze River for several years. What's more, if you all move to Peking, the court will not let you suffer any losses. The family will naturally be arranged by the court early. Each adult can also get 5,000 taels of silver from the court. Before moving, you will give 2,000 taels of money and 3,000 taels after you settle in Peking. This is not a decimal..."

When everyone heard that the court had 5,000 taels of silver, they did not react much, and they were still digesting what Xiao Fan said about the pros and cons of moving the capital just now.

Seeing that everyone did not respond, Xiao Fan couldn't help but look a little disappointed. His eyes rolled and he smiled, "It seems that you don't care much about this price. Let's do this, so I will ask Your Majesty for the order. I will give you three thousand taels before moving and two thousand taels after settling in Peking. Is that okay?"

Everyone looked at him speechlessly: "…………”

Ru Wei tasted the tea, rolled her eyes to the sky, and said leisurely: "Dude, we are ministers of the court, why should we play with us as monkeys?"

Xiao Fan smiled, but his heart seemed to be like a mirror.

One of these guys on the left violated the ancestral system, and the other on the right rebelled the old nest. One of them opposed the moving of the capital with righteousness. After all, it was because the moving of the capital affected their interests.

For all the officials in Beijing, even if they become the Minister of Shang, their annual salary is only a few dozen or hundreds of taels of silver. In addition, the ice, charcoal and bad rules and fire consumption of governments in various places, these legal income is only more than a thousand taels. Although the amount is large, they can be distributed to their own mansions, as well as the relationships in the officialdom, etc. Thousand taels of silver are actually not very useful. The real benefits of the officials in Beijing must be linked to the merchants in the capital, including brothels, Chuguan, gambling restaurants, etc., provided by officials.

Protecting umbrellas, merchants are responsible for making money, and each official has a group of complex business connections. They rely on these merchants like parasites and absorb the nutrients of the interests of merchants to maintain their own expenses. This is how the entire officialdom and business circles of the capital formed a strange but reasonable circle of interests. Some of these circles are independent, while others have intersections or oppositions with other circles. The upper level of the capital is actually composed of such circles.

Xiao Fan's proposal to move the capital to Peiping was undoubtedly cutting off all the interests of all the Beijing officials in the capital. When he arrived in Peiping, he could only live with the meager salary of the court, and all the relationships could only be established again. Xiao Fan's claim inevitably touched the vital interests of all the ministers in Beijing, and this was just an economic interest. After moving the capital to Peiping, the officials' duties arrangements, the reallocation of power, and the reshuffle of all forces in the court, etc. Money and power were touched. Who would agree to move the capital? It is no wonder that even the treacherous parties who only follow his leader opposed it in unison.

Under the excuses of violating the ancestral system and other high-sounding excuses, the real reason for opposition is actually very straightforward: Whoever dares to touch my cheese will fight with me!

Xiao Fan, who had already understood the key points, naturally was not convenient to say it out. Even if he knew the truth, he could not expose it. Otherwise, he would have slapped him nakedly. No matter how much these guys said, they were from the same camp, so they still had to leave some face for them.

Smiling, Xiao Fanruo said with deep meaning: "The amount of money the court has supplemented can only be considered a little bit of intention. After moving the capital to Peiping, the court will inevitably increase its construction efforts in Peiping. As long as the merchants in our Ming Dynasty are willing to open a store in Peiping, whether it is a restaurant or a brothel or a silk and satin shop, the court will give appropriate tax reduction and exemption policies. At that time, merchants flocked to it. Are you afraid that you will lose your investment? As for the changes in the various responsibilities in the court..."

Xiao Fan smiled even deeper: "... With my own Duke here, we will not suffer any losses in the end. Being an official is like living a life, and you have to go to a higher place."

When the last sentence was mentioned, everyone was finally moved. Thousands of sentences were not as real as one sentence: money and power were what they value the most. As long as there were not many of these two things, there was heaven everywhere, so what was wrong with moving?

As soon as his mind was active, the atmosphere in the hall became much easier. Everyone was planning things related to their interests. Xiao Fan's proposal to move the capital was finally accepted by everyone.

Ru Wei was quite experienced. She stumbled on her thick lips and said carefully: "Mr., I wonder if you have discussed the move to the capital with the emperor?"

Xiao Fan nodded affirmatively: "I told the emperor in detail yesterday."

"What is the emperor's attitude?"

Xiao Fan looked around everyone and said slowly: "The emperor supports moving the capital!"

Everyone was relieved and smiled in their hearts.

After seeing off all the ministers, Xiao Fan felt much more relaxed.

The first step has been taken, one step closer to the goal. As long as the treacherous parties are willing to support him, they will no longer be Qu Gao and Wu.

The process of realizing ideals is like fighting in groups. Only when there are many people can you win. Zhao Zilong, who is a lone hero who enters seven times and leaves Changbanpo for seven times, is only a few after all.

In this regard, Xiao Fan advocates the way of doing things in Hong Kong's young and dandy. He hides when there are fewer people and goes to the court. Places like court are not suitable for personal heroism. If you just rush around, you will inevitably end up like a bastard. That is embarrassing.

Xiao Fan was in a good mood when he returned to the inner courtyard. He gained a lot today. The matter of moving the capital has laid the groundwork and can start operating.

Humming a little song and entering Jiangdu's wing room, Xiao Fan happened to see Jiangdu vomiting with a small copper basin. The maid Mo Yu gently patted Jiangdu's back with a nervous look on her face.

Xiao Fan laughed. Jiang Du was more than two months pregnant, and his symptoms were very serious. He vomited loudly after a little bit of trouble. He also loved to eat sour food. Xiao Fan, who was originally an atheist, couldn't help but become superstitious. He said that he was sour and spicy, and Jiang Du liked to eat sour food. Could it be that she really had a son for me?

After thinking about it carefully, Xiao Fan calmed down.

It is the early Ming Dynasty, and the thing about pepper has not yet been introduced to China. Where can I eat spicy food?

After Jiang Du vomited, he looked up at Xiao Fan, and his pretty face couldn't help but wrinkle into a pity, looking pitiful.

"My husband, it's so uncomfortable..." Jiang Du was about to cry.

Xiao Fan quickly stepped forward and gently put his waist on her waist, but his hands unconsciously stroked her lower abdomen, where a small life was nurturing his bones and blood.

"It is normal to be happy. It will be fine after these two months. Keep in a good mood. This way, the child born will be healthy and lively. You are my baby. You must give birth to the child happily..."

Jiang Du curled his lips. She had always been gentle and had a little temper. She looked at Xiao Fan with grievance. After a moment of silence, she said quietly: "I think the one in my belly is your treasure, I am a treasure box..."

Xiao Fan: “…………”
Chapter completed!