Chapter 112: Your Majesty is Mighty
"Prelude!"

However, what the court officials had never expected was that faced with this thorny issue, the Emperor Tuituo no longer procrastinated this time and even agreed directly.

All the ministers were stunned and looked towards the Golden Palace.

Lu Changjing looked calm and said, "Since the national treasury is empty, the money and food supplies needed will be allocated by me personally, and at the same time, work will be used instead of taxes in the Huangsha River Basin."

"Anyone who is willing to help repair the riverbank can have their corvée, military service, cattle and horse taxes, household taxes... and even tenant rent reduced this year."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your grace." Jin Longyu immediately bowed down.

Before the surrounding ministers could react, this major event concerning over 100 million people in the Huangsha River Basin had been settled.

It was unbelievable that even the usually stingy Emperor was willing to bear these expenses.

The whole court was silent for a moment, almost no one spoke. Even the three ministers looked surprised at this moment, as if they were confirming the truth of the news.

"If you have something to report, please come forward. If not, please leave the court!"

It was not until Cao Wenzhen's reminder sounded again that the ministers hurried out and reported various matters.

Lu Changjing agreed to most of these things, changing his previous reputation of shirking the responsibility for the emperor, which made many ministers quite excited.

Many ministers who were not originally prepared to submit memorials now submitted theirs, and their problems were basically all resolved, sweeping away the previous slackness in the government.

This court meeting lasted until almost noon. When it was about to end, the Minister of Rites brought good news.

"Your Majesty, the Shanman envoys have agreed to your terms and are willing to let the Seventh Saint Lady become the Respected Consort. All they need is for the King of the Southwest to send troops to help, and they are willing to bear part of the military expenses."

Minister of Rites Han Guangqi said loudly, obviously very satisfied with the result.

But Lu Changjing was not very satisfied: "How should the blood beasts we hunted be distributed?"

"Fifty-fifty split, with each party taking half." Han Guangqi said.

Lu Changjing smiled faintly: "Those who hunt together can split the spoils 50-50, but what about those who hunt alone?"

"This..." Han Guangqi hesitated for a moment, then said, "All the blood beasts hunted by the Shanman tribe will be taken away, and the blood beasts hunted by Daning will be divided into half."

Lu Changjing waved his hand: "When a general is away from home, he may not obey the orders of the king. Who knows how many blood beasts he has hunted alone?"

As soon as the words fell, the whole court fell silent. Many ministers looked at the Emperor sitting on the dragon throne again, thinking they had heard wrongly.

Isn't this clearly telling the King of the Southwest that he can use the blood beasts he hunted alone for his own use and does not need to share them with the mountain barbarians?

Are you sure this is still the same emperor who was timid and submissive in the face of alien races and foreign countries and only cared about peace? This change is too big.

But for the war faction, this is obviously a good thing.

As for the peace faction, nearly half of the important officials had been taken down by Lu Changjing. Even though the rest were anxious, it was of no use.

Han Guangqi frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but heard Lu Changjing say again: "There is one more thing. Since the old Shan King is dead, let the royal sister come back. You go and tell the Shanman envoy that the day the royal sister comes back is the day that Daning will send troops."

"But Princess Wanping is now the wife of King Xiaoshan..." Han Guangqi was interrupted by Lu Changjing before he could finish his words.

"Daning is not a barbarian nation. We have never allowed a son to marry a wife or concubine after his father's death. If the barbarian envoys disagree, then let this matter go." Lu Changjing waved his hand, stopping Han Guangqi from speaking any further: "That's enough for today, let's adjourn the court!" As soon as he finished speaking, all the ministers bowed down one after another.

Surrounded by a large number of eunuchs, palace maids and guards, Lu Changjing rushed towards the imperial study.

"Clap clap clap..."

After returning to the imperial study, Lu Changjing used several Qi blasts to hit Cao Wenzheng, causing him to have a black eye and a swollen face. He immediately fell to the ground and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

"Get lost." Lu Changjing was also amused by this guy's mean look and told him to get out of here quickly.

Cao Wenzheng quickly responded: "I will obey your majesty's orders."

Then he retreated and closed the door of the imperial study.

When there was no one around, Lu Changjing burst into laughter.

It really feels good to be in charge personally. I don’t have to be submissive like before and have to look at Cao Wen Zheng’s face for every decision.

From now on, the power of the Daning Dynasty will be in his hands, and almost everything will be decided by him.

"Your Majesty, are you really going to send troops to the Blood Barbarians?"

Not long after, Imperial Concubine Rong Xiyao, who heard the news, sneaked in through the small hole in the skylight.

Although he had already seized power in the imperial court and most of the harem was under his control, Lu Changjing had no intention of getting close to the concubines in a high-profile manner.

Now, the several concubines have consumed a lot of his time and energy, and would bring him close to an accidental conflict from time to time. It would be better not to provoke too many concubines for the time being.

His current cultivation level has not yet reached the point where he can sweep away everything, so he needs to spend more time on cultivation. Otherwise, concubines in the harem keep coming to him to ask for imported delicacies, so how can he have time to practice?

It is better to continue to maintain the status quo. This will also ensure his safety, so that Ning Zhongyu will not receive the news that he is wearing a hat and do something irrational.

That guy is now hiding deep in the Yangxing Palace like a turtle. Lu Changjing is unable to pull him out for the time being. If he is able to send a message to the Daning Xiaoling Mausoleum, something unexpected might happen.

Seeing Rong Xiyao's suspicious look, Lu Changjing smiled and stepped forward, grabbing her hand and saying, "Why, you don't want me to send troops to fight against the Blood Barbarians?"

"Of course I did. Father has long wanted to teach the barbarians a lesson and let them know the majesty of our Daning Dynasty." Rong Xiyao said hurriedly, "It's just that the late emperor always wanted to negotiate peace, so father couldn't send troops. That's why he has been frustrated until now. Now he can finally get what he wanted."

Obviously, Rong Xiyao was happy to see this happen and understood her father's thoughts very well.

Lu Changjing smiled and hugged her: "The late emperor was too cautious in the past, but now I have captured several ministers entrusted with the care of the young emperor, so we don't have to follow many of the late emperor's national policies in the future."

"Besides, now more and more barbarians, natives, and foreigners... are seeing that Daning is retreating and are becoming more aggressive. It's time to teach them a lesson and let them know that Daning has people."

"Your Majesty is wise!" Rong Xiyao came over with a smile and took the initiative to kiss Lu Changjing.

Lu Changjing held her and walked to the back: "I will secretly write a letter later and ask my father-in-law to do what he wants. In addition to teaching the Blood Barbarians a good lesson, we must also plunder as many blood beasts as possible, and even teach the Mountain Barbarians a lesson at a critical moment..."

In this troubled world, fists are the only way to win. No matter how much you say or how much you give in, it's no match for a hard punch.

(End of this chapter)