On the 27th, on the morning court day, Xu Ping was still on holiday and did not go to court.︽ But after breakfast, he still went to the Sansi's own official office to check things.

Today, there was finally the sun, hidden behind the thin clouds, with a pale color. Even though he looked up at the sun, Xu Ping still felt a chill on his body.

The howling north blew the dead leaves on the trees, passing over the official office of the Sansi, and the whole world was shaking in the cold wind.

Xu Ping looked at the wind blowing, the dead leaves were trembling, the unshaved snow was blowing, and the vast white area was covered with white. The frozen and crisp hay on the wall was broken from the middle, and the remaining dead stems kept shaking.

If there were any forecasts in the previous life, there would definitely be such a forecast. The cold air from Siberia or the Mongolian Plateau has arrived in Kaifeng area. The cold air is extremely fierce this time, and it is expected that there will be many days left to pass.

The north wind is still blowing strongly, indicating that the cold air is still moving south strongly and will not end for a while. The cold days in the capital continue. At least now, Xu Ping still cannot see any signs of warming weather.

At the time of the year, the morning court was dispersed, and the officials who attended the court returned to their government offices one after another.

Prime Minister Li Di hurried to the Wende Hall in the front hall, drew a ban, and shouted to the idle officials in the station squad: "The weather has been severely cold recently. Kaifeng Prefecture has bought three places in the city to sell charcoal at half price. This is a kindness of the emperor and cares about the people. Any official in Beijing who restrains his family will not be able to buy charcoal for the charcoal site and the common people. Xu Taijian will punish him if he violates any violations!"

After saying that, he announced that the morning court had ended.

After leaving Wende Hall, Li Di shrank his neck in the cold north wind and followed the officials who were leading the way back to the Political Affairs Hall.

The doors and windows in the Political Affairs Hall were closed, and several large basins of charcoal were burning vigorously, and the red shone on everyone in the room.

When Lu Yijian saw Li Di coming in, he held a memorial and said, "This Xu Ping is so amazing. He is young and lacks the stability that the court minister should have."

Li Di stepped forward to take Xu Ping's memorial, finished reading it briefly, frowned and said, "What does Xu Ping mean? In his opinion, is it wrong to sell charcoal in the capital for half a price? This is the story of the previous dynasty, what does he know!"

Lu Yijian said: "He is also kind-hearted and afraid that the common people will suffer. However, he is used to being in the local area, so he did not know that the capital is different from Lingnan, and the court is different from the place. The capital is a million people, and according to what he said, the officials of Kaifeng Prefecture will not do other things, and they will not do such things. The scholars' opinions are talking about war on paper."

Li Di's attention was all about what Xu Ping said, "I didn't think about what Lu Yijian said, but he just said casually: "Xu Ping has a high position and a low position, and has consciously made great contributions to the country. He must be uneasy to be a judge in the Three Divisions. If he says these sensational words, he is young and has not experienced the world, so he doesn't have to pay attention to him."

Lu Yijian chuckled and said, "What the retro husband said is. However, he is a new minister, so this memorial cannot be suppressed. He still has to be sent to the emperor to avoid making the emperor unhappy."

After hearing this, Li Di didn't think much about it. He casually criticized the eight words "He is commendable, but his words are absurd" on the memorial. He wrote a note with other priests and put it together with other slandered memorials.

After dealing with some errands about Zhongshu, it will be afternoon.

The north wind still did not stop, and the sun appeared and faintly behind the thin clouds, pale and without a single red light.

As usual, several prime ministers left the magistrates to be on duty at the Political Affairs Hall, and the others left the Political Affairs Hall together and went outside the Chuigong Hall to prepare to go to the open hall to discuss matters.

This is a daily routine. The morning court is only suitable for discussing some daily things that are not controversial. It cannot be said too much, otherwise the shifts will not end at all. Not to mention that the ministers standing in the court cannot stand it, even the emperor who is in charge of the government in the palace cannot stand it. In the past, when Emperor Zhenzong of Taizong, there were few restrictions on the morning court, and it often happened that he could not go to the court at noon. He had to rest during the break. The emperor gave tea, and everyone ate it and then went to the court. From the late period of Emperor Zhenzong of the dynasty, the shifts and time of the morning court were fixed. The real national affairs were decided by the emperor when he sat in the palace after he went to the court.

The Minister of the Central Committee is in charge of administration, and no matter when it is the first priority, it is their turn to the Privy Council after they report it. At this time, the chief of the Privy Council is still in his own official hall, and someone reported that the priest chief would come out before he came.

There is no need to queue up for the prime minister here in Hemen. After asking the emperor that he was in Chongzheng Hall, someone led a few priests all the way outside the hall. After praising the reputation and promoting the propaganda according to the usual etiquette, several priests entered the hall.

A small yellow gate set up a seat and received the rewarded tea soup, which several people simply used.

Zhao Zhen took Xu Ping's memorial and said to Li Di, who was sitting in the first place: "I look at the memorials that Xu Ping has written and discussed have no precedents and will not follow the story. But the things discussed have their own reasons, not useless. Why did the young master criticize it for absurdity? Is there something I could not imagine, so why would it be better to discuss it in detail."

Li Di never did things attentively. He did not read the memorial in detail at that time, but noticed that it should not be set up in an officialdom. He said to Zhao Zhen: "Your Majesty, Xu Ping is young and does not know the story of the court. He said too much to be unreasonable. In the fifth year of Dazhongxiangfu, heavy snow fell from Kaifeng City and the price of charcoal soared. The late emperor issued 400,000 kilograms of charcoal in the palace and sold it at half price. Soon the price of charcoal in the city subsided. The government and the people in the city survived countless times, which was a good policy."

Zhao Zhen was the same age as Xu Ping. When he heard Li Di say that Xu Ping was a little unhappy when he was young, he still played the old tune again and there was nothing new about it, so he became even more unhappy.

He said to Li Di: "Young Master, how can we generalize this one time and another? At that time, it was the end of December. It was about to start spring. As long as we sold charcoal at half price, there would be no more troubles. It is still less than November, and winter has just begun, and the cold days are still coming. If the charcoal is sold out, the road is not smooth, and the charcoal transport in other counties cannot come to Kaifeng City, what should we do then? According to Xu Ping, the current price of charcoal is the one with a family background, and ordinary poor people cannot afford it. If this continues to be cold, how can the poor people stand by it?"

Li Di was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't read the following content in detail. Now that Zhao Zhen asked about it, he had no impression of it.

Suddenly I remembered what Lu Yijian said, "What Xu Ping thinks may make sense, but his discussions are not realistic. What does it take to generate charcoal according to households? Not to mention the price of charcoal, the people in the capital have a million yuan. How can Kaifeng Prefecture do it?"

Zhao Zhen was a little disappointed when he heard this. Li Di said it was not constructive and he even wrote down the eight-word comment. He remembered the "literary and scientific absurd" that the Secretariat criticized Xu Ping a few days ago. That matter was clearly something he had talked with Xu Ping.

Putting down the memorial, Zhao Zhen asked Lu Yijian casually: "What does Xu Ping think about it?"

Lu Yijian said respectfully: "Your Majesty, what Xu Ping said is indeed not based on the story, and it is unheard of memorials. However, looking at what he said in the memorials, it is not completely unreasonable. Especially if it is as expected, the charcoal is sold out and the weather does not warm up, there will be chaos in the capital. Regardless of whether what Xu Ping said is reasonable or not, you should think deeply. I have issued a letter to ask Xu Shen to temporarily stop minting money, and all places in the capital city where charcoal can be used, and if it can be stopped, it will be stopped. If Xu Ping's material is poor, it is irrelevant to do these things and will not affect anything. If Xu Ping has these charcoals in hand, there is room for maneuver. As for the matter of selling charcoal in the field, it is still as stated by Li Xianggong. The previous dynasty story and effective methods can naturally not be stopped."

When Li Di heard this, he felt something was wrong and turned around and stared at Lu Yijian.

Lu Yijian looked calm and just faced the emperor with a solemn look.

Zhao Zhen was so scared that the government had charcoal stored in Xu Ping's memorial that the people were frozen to death on the street. He heard Lu Yijian say that he had already started to collect charcoal stored in his heart, and he felt a little relieved.

Li Di thought about how he felt that Lu Yijian's words were wrong, but he couldn't say anything. He just kept them in his heart and felt more uncomfortable the more he thought about them.

Zhao Zhen turned on Xu Ping's memorial and looked at it, and asked, "Since Mr. Lu thinks so, it means that what Xu Ping said is not completely unreasonable. So, what if the charcoal in the officialdom is sold out and the air is not warm yet? Should I add some more to the scene and continue selling it?"

Lu Yijian said: "At that point, it is probably useless to add charcoal to sell it, so I should find another way."

As for what method Lu Yijian couldn't remember for a while, but what does it matter? The worst thing is Xu Ping's solution here. Kaifeng Mansion was too busy, and he just told the careless Li Di casually that there was not only Kaifeng Mansion in the capital, but also officials from various yamen. If it really doesn't work, there are hundreds of thousands of imperial guards.

The more Li Di listened, the more he became, the more he was wrong. However, today he was on duty, so he had no time to read Xu Ping's memorial in detail. With his inherent impression, Xu Ping was in his early twenties and became a county marquis and a doctor. He must have had a loyalty in his youth, so he wrote the eight-word comment. Now the emperor obviously disagrees, but who is the blame?

Zhao Zhen asked the other ministers about their opinions. Yan Shu was on duty in the Political Affairs Hall. Wang Sui and Song Shou were originally acting like Lu Yijian, so he naturally left Li Di aside after talking.

As Prime Minister Li Di naturally has many privileges, but after all, the nature of some collective leadership in the Political Affairs Hall is that Li Di is alone, and how can he win over most of the priests and stewards?
Chapter completed!