"I am starting to believe that Your Excellency can bring tens of millions of copper coins in revenue to the Great Song Dynasty every year..."
After a long sigh, Shao Bowen suddenly spoke.
"It's just that whether this extra money brought in each year is useful, only heaven knows..."
Born in that era of information explosion, Han Mo naturally understood that human greed had no bottom line, especially in the current society.
A foolish ruler like Zhao Ji would not care how this money was obtained.
He also would not care how the common people at the very bottom of the country lived; all he cared about was his own enjoyment!
Perhaps before coming to Mingzhou, Han Mo still held a sliver of hope.
Hoping that he could prevent the Jingkang Incident. However, after experiencing so many things, Han Mo suddenly realized that this world-shattering disaster was, in fact, an opportunity for a nation to be reborn!
He originally thought that Zhao Zhen would be different from his father.
But he never expected that after tasting the sweetness of power, Zhao Zhen's behavior would fill Han Mo with unease from the bottom of his heart.
What Han Mo needed was a wise ruler who would take the world as his responsibility, not a foolish ruler who only knew how to play with balance.
Han Mo was truly conflicted by Zhao Zhen's various ugly displays at this moment...
But fortunately, there was still time, and he still had the opportunity to wait and see slowly.
If things truly continued to develop in that unpredictable direction, Han Mo would rather let everything return to its original historical point.
Let those mediocre individuals who were destined to die under the wheels of history, let this decadent and suffocating dynasty, return to where they belonged!
"I'll depart first!"
Seeing the solemn expression on Han Mo's face, Shao Bowen suddenly realized that he truly couldn't understand Han Mo...
"Teacher, please be careful. Your safety is paramount!"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Excellency!"
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"My Lord, this is a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity!"
In Bianliang City, upon seeing the reports of Yang Keshi's death at Baigou and Xin Qizong and Fan Cun's defeat, Qin Hui's eyes shone as he spoke to Wang Fu.
"You are indeed correct, this is truly a rare opportunity. But the question is, given the current situation, will Prince Yun really give up such a good opportunity so easily?"
The Emperor had already approved Li Bangyan's resignation. Coupled with the unfavorable battle reports from the front, the Emperor would definitely be eager to promote someone to Grand Minister of Education to handle state affairs.
Under the current circumstances, if one did not consider the faction of Prince Yun, Wang Fu would indeed be the most suitable candidate.
But the problem was here. If he directly confronted Prince Yun's faction, Wang Fu would truly have no confidence...
"My Lord, please look. I found this in the documents submitted today. If Your Lordship can send this into the palace before sunset tonight, and let His Majesty see this before tomorrow morning's court session, then Prince Yun will likely never be able to lay his hands on the position of Grand Minister of Education!"
As Qin Hui spoke, he took out another memorial from his sleeve.
"Oh?"
Hearing him say this, Wang Fu also accepted the memorial with curiosity.
"Brilliant! Mei Zhili was pedantic his entire life. I tried to dismiss him several times, but I never expected him to help me so much today!"
After reading the memorial in his hand, Wang Fu couldn't help but rejoice.
"With his memorial impeaching Prince Xin for arrogance, even if His Majesty cannot do anything to Prince Xin at this moment, he will certainly not allow his second son to wield such power as Prince Xin!"
"That's right. You wait here for a moment, and I'll immediately send someone to find a way to deliver this memorial to the palace!"
Rubbing his hands excitedly, Wang Fu could no longer sit still and stood up decisively.
"Yes, Your Lordship!"
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"Teacher, why did you give those things unfavorable to Prince Xin to that Mei Zhili?"
In a small courtyard outside the Wuyue Temple, the carriage driver looked at Yuan Xingchi with confusion.
"This is not my idea; this is the Lord's idea!"
As Yuan Xingchi spoke, he poured himself a cup of wine with great interest.
"The Lord's idea?"
Hearing him say this, the carriage driver became even more confused.
"It's actually very simple. The Lord is creating an opportunity for Cai Laopitifu to rise to power!"
"But why find someone to impeach Prince Xin?"
"If not to impeach Prince Xin, should we directly impeach Prince Yun?"
Looking at his confused expression, Yuan Xingchi asked with a smile.
"Shouldn't it be like that?"
The carriage driver scratched his head in confusion. He had been by Yuan Xingchi's side for so long, and he had always thought he had improved significantly. But now he suddenly realized that his brain was truly not enough.
"Prince Xin holds high positions and great power. As long as the war in the south does not stop, let alone arrogance, even if someone says he wants to rebel, the Emperor will not do anything to him! Furthermore, and more importantly, Prince Xin's subordinates in the court are extremely limited. Even if he is impeached, it will not cause any unrest. But Prince Yun is different!"
"Isn't this bullying the honest people?"
After listening to Yuan Xingchi's words, the carriage driver finally understood. After all this talk, it was just because impeaching Prince Xin would not garner any support, but impeaching Prince Yun would likely cause a debate in the court.
If one understood it according to this logic, wasn't this bullying someone who had no one to speak for him?
"How can this be called bullying the honest people? This is called 'pointing at the mulberry and cursing the locust'! With this memorial, even if the Emperor does nothing to Prince Xin, he will secretly have doubts and will never allow his second son to wield the same power as Prince Xin!"
"I think I understand a little..."
"You understand a little, then move aside. There's only this bit of sunlight left. I finally managed to bask in the sun, and you're here blocking it!"
Seeing that he finally understood, Yuan Xingchi smiled and waved his hand, signaling him to move aside.
After all this fuss, life in Bianliang City still seemed the best!
Although news of the unfavorable war situation in Hebei had already reached Bianliang City, this was, after all, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty.
Although people's lives were more difficult than before, they were still much better compared to other places!
At the very least, even in a remote place like Wuyue Temple, one could still buy wine and meat with money.