Sheng Fu

Chapter 625 What is a leader
"Have you eaten yet?" Qiu Qing asked softly.

Yuwen Jundao: "I had a light meal with Mr. Duanmuzhi in the city of Hao'an, and I will use his name for this matter."

Qiu Qing smiled and said nothing, a little politician, his methods are getting more and more mature, and he is really a formidable young man.

"Then I'll go to Mr. Dean's place and Bai Xiaowei's place. Given the recent situation, it's inconvenient for me to meet him." Yu Wenjun said thoughtfully.

"No." Qiu Qing said.

Yu Wenjun left the Prime Minister's Mansion in a flash, Qiu Qing put down his teacup, and went to the study again. It was an eventful autumn and busy with government affairs. Even if he was old, he had to stand upright and support himself in doing things.

At the foot of Bailu Mountain, the manor was covered with a thin layer of snow. In the kitchen, the dean was cleaning the dishes. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man in the courtyard and raised his voice slightly: "You are a step late, but the dishwater Also, would you like a drink?"

Yu Wenjun grinned and did not reply. He came to the inner hall majestically, and saw a roasted sweet potato on the copper stove. His eyes were like torches. The roasted sweet potato was half-baked. Ripe sweet potatoes, and then picked up the one from Gu Zi and ate it.

As for the tea here, Yu Wenjun really doesn't want to drink it anymore, it's too bad to drink, but it's much better than dishwashing water.

After a long time, Pu Weiqing came after clearing away the dishes. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yu Wenjun eating roasted sweet potatoes, his face darkened slightly, and he said, "You really know how to do it."

Yu Wenjun's eyes were slightly provocative, and he smiled brightly: "Taking advantage of others' danger is a kind of knowledge. If you master it well, you will be lucky. If you master it poorly, you will have the heart of a villain. I don't know which kind the dean thinks I am?"

Pu Weiqing moved a chair, sat beside Yu Wenjun, and said with a little disdain: "You and Peiyao had a fight, who won?"

Yu Wenjun said: "Guess, but your tone is so calm, you will definitely think that your good apprentice won."

Pu Weiqing's heart sank, it's the custom of the older generation to play sideways, and besides, Pei Yao is a girl's family, so Pu Weiqing's sidelines can be justified both emotionally and rationally.

It's just that she didn't expect that the girl lost at home in Beihai.

"You have grown up." Pu Weiqing said meaningfully.

Yu Wenjun smiled coldly and said: "How can Ziwei's real essence from the day after tomorrow be compared with my innate imperial spirit?"

Pu Weiqing frowned, stared at Yu Wenjun, and asked in a deep voice, "You hit hard?"

Yu Wenjun pretended to be complacent, and said with a smile: "It's just family law, Mr. President's words are a bit alarmist."

"It is estimated that tomorrow, she will be able to fully recover."

"In the future, I hope Mr. Dean will see the situation clearly."

"After the last banquet, she came to you. Presumably, you have answered many questions and cleared up a lot of doubts. As for how to handle the future, it all depends on the dean's wishes."

Yu Wenjun had never behaved like this in front of Pu Weiqing, and the dean was not surprised. As a leader, it is the quality that one should have to be ruthless with anyone.

"If she comes to you in the future, no matter if it's a dispute over the Dao, or other things, I hope you don't answer questions anymore. After that banquet, there has been a rift in my relationship with her. Can you repair this situation? A crack is still unknown."

"I'm a nostalgic person, but there are always people who don't."

Pu Weiqing was depressed for a while, and asked, "Is the sweet potato delicious?"

Yuwen Jundao: "Shang Ke, actually, I don't like roasted sweet potatoes, I just want to cut off your after-dinner snacks."

"In the chaotic space, I don't have time to take care of him for the time being, but after a while, I will definitely dig deeper. I don't know which side the dean is on?"

Pu Weiqing finally revealed a trace of anger, and said, "What do you think?"

Yu Wenjun noticed Pu Weiqing's flash of anger, and his heart tightened inexplicably, now that Yinglong is not here, if the dean really doesn't talk about martial arts, Yu Wenjun will really suffer.

Yu Wenjun deliberately smiled and said, "Master Dean naturally stands by his family."

"I still have something to do. I have to go first. This time I came to visit you empty-handed and ate your sweet potato. I feel deeply guilty. Next time I come, I will bring Ban Yue Wine."

After saying that, Yu Wenjun left in an instant.

Pu Weiqing walked out of the house, looking at the slightly gloomy sky, wondering what was going on in his heart.

Henglong Mountain, inside Hengchang Palace.

After returning, the beautiful maid brought his favorite grapes and a pot of good Qianqiu white water, and two maids served him attentively. Yu Wenjun lay on the throne, one maid massaged his shoulders, and one The maid kneaded her legs with a delicate technique and just the right strength.

Yu Wenjun felt that this was not comfortable enough, so he summoned a maid who was in charge of peeling grapes, and fed the peeled grapes into Yu Wenjun's mouth. Speaking of which, only here in Henglong Mountain can Yuwen Jun be more willful.

He is not a dandy, but he has been in a heavy mood these days. He is very clear in his heart that the successor of the female emperor in Beihai has a grudge in his heart, because that heavy knee is very powerful.

I just don't know if Jing Peiyao will bring this up on purpose when she goes back to her hometown in Yuxi Town to meet her parents...

While thinking about it, Jing Hanqing, dressed in plain clothes, came. As the head of the cabinet, he dealt with government affairs all day long. In Jing Hanqing's temperament, there was also a little trace of old age, a trace of bookishness.

Seeing Yu Wenjun appearing in front of his eyes like this, Jing Hanqing felt uncomfortable for a while, but he didn't know how to say it.

Yu Wenjun said: "Select some capable officials and some cruel officials to control the public opinion in the northern land. The northern land will soon use work for relief. Although there is no harm at the moment, if there is another war, I don't know how many people will die. If the rations are provided, the arrangement of this matter in advance can also save a lot of trouble."

"And some of the scholars who failed the rankings and lackeys of aristocratic families will inevitably confuse the public and spread rumors."

"This knife may be vicious enough to the family, or not so vicious, but it is a good thing for the people's livelihood."

"It's just that in this process, more or less, some people will still die."

"Maybe it's innocent people, maybe it's a family member, it's all possible."

After a little thought, Jing Hanqing knew the intention, and said: "Within half a month, we can gather the number of people."

Although he is from the north, Jing Hanqing knows that there are some things that he has to do. Although he doesn't know the details of the people's livelihood in the north, he can guess with a little guesswork. , and also supported some people, but the northern king of Fucheng, who just took office, will naturally have a feat. The decisions of politicians require the people to bear the consequences.

Substituting work for relief, building water conservancy, building city defenses, and opening up wasteland to farmland have allowed many young and middle-aged people to earn cash, and it can also offset the evil intentions of some big shots.

This process is slow. The city wall was not built in a day, but the most important thing is to help the people's livelihood, control the situation, and weaken the family and king again.

Jing Hanqing didn't ask how to measure the size here, and Yu Wenjun didn't go into details, so Jing Hanqing knew that the Hengchang Sect was just fueling the flames, dealing with some dirty and tiring work, and the person in charge must be in the temple someone.

Jing Hanqing thought about it: "I have a way to control the public opinion."

On a whim, Yu Wenjun said, "Let's hear it."

Jing Hanqing said: "We must bestow a favor on the people in the north, for example, you can propose to His Majesty the Emperor to reduce the taxes on the people in the north, and everyone will know about it."

"It's best for you to go to the home of a poor person in the north and ask the historian to record this sum. In this way, a good political talk can be formed."

"Just like how you settled the refugees back then."

After Yu Wenjun heard about it, it was not that he hadn't thought about this strategy, but he felt it was a bit superficial.

Jing Hanqing reminded again: "Doing something or not doing it are two different things. As long as you implement this matter, it will be more convenient to control public opinion later, because you are the leader of the Eight Gus. Apart from seeking power and hegemony, you also care about the common people. "

(End of this chapter)