"Official family, Bianliang is crazy!"

Zhao Shu was having breakfast, and Chen Zhongheng risked being cleaned up and sent a message.

"What's crazy?"

Zhao Shu was a little impatient. If Chen Zhongheng couldn't say anything, he wouldn't be stingy in scolding him.

Chen Zhongheng smiled and said, "Officials, many people in Bianliang City have quit their jobs..."

Zhao Shugang took a bite of soup cake, but when he heard this, he lost all his appetite and sighed: "Why? Who is at work?"

Who would quit the job without reason? And once quitting the job, a trend will form, Bianliang City may be paralyzed.

He was not the prince who grew up in the deep palace. He was so cold in his early years, and the same was true after leaving the palace. Earlier, he even needed to go out to buy something by himself.

So he knew what would happen if those people were missing in Bianliang.

Chen Zhongheng shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I don't know what you said?"

Zhao Shu frowned and said, "Go out!"

This is quite polite. If you change someone, you will get out!

Chen Zhongheng went out in shame, and a voice came from behind: "Let Zhang go for eight years."

Later, Zhang Ba Nian came and said, "The official family is caused by Jin Fei Dan."

Zhao Shu looked at Shi Chen, then stood up and said, "Tell me on the road."

As an emperor, he cannot be late unless he is sick or has something to do.

Zhang Banian followed behind and said, "There were many foreigners from Bianliang who made a living in Bianliang, and many of them worked... I asked, saying that the land in my hometown was not enough to support a family, so I left home."

Zhao Shu's expression cleared a little. He liked to listen to these things, which would make him feel that he had a firm grasp of the country.

"Now that as soon as the Golden Pill is released, it is profitable for those people to go home to farm. In addition, it is difficult to leave their hometown, so they all quit their jobs and go back."

Zhao Shu nodded and said, "Go and call Shen An."

...

Shen An drank too much with Su Shi last night and still had a headache when he was woken up.

"The government let the palace go!"

Shen An looked at his wife with his eyes fixedly, feeling countless little knives poking in his head.

"Headache."

Yang Zhuoxue said helplessly: "The people in the palace are waiting."

Shen An got up reluctantly, then drank a bowl of porridge, feeling a little more comfortable in his stomach.

When he was about to reach Xuande Gate, Shen An's head was still about to explode.

"Attached, Golden Pill..."

Several businessmen looked at Shen An with complicated expressions, and Shen An smiled in confusion.

"Shen An!"

A man suddenly flashed out, blocked Shen An, and shouted: "You...ah!"

Shen An was still hangover and was startled by the man, and he subconsciously kicked.

This kick hit the man's oncoming bone, and a click...

"Ao..."

The oncoming bone was so painful that it was usually hard to hit, but the man broke. He fell to the ground and howled, but couldn't roll around.

Shen An was stunned, shook his head to wake him up a little, and then was shocked to find that this person turned out to be the king.

I'll go!

The eunuch who came to summon Shen An said in a daze: "What should I do about this?"

He had never encountered a person summoned by the official and kicked a person's leg.

It seems like this is illegal?

What to do?

Shen An said innocently: "He suddenly jumped out and scared people. You know, someone will return from the northwest fight. When they encounter such a thing, they think it is a sneak attack, so..."

"ah……"

Wang Bin's scream was a headache. When the inspector's staff came, he also had a headache when he saw that it was Shen An.

"Appointment..."

Chen An said helplessly: "Everyone saw it. He suddenly jumped out and shouted loudly. Someone thought it was someone who attacked him, so he kicked him. Who knew that his bones were not hard enough and broke."

The inspector's officer looked entangled, and someone asked, "Is it enough to make a contribution this time?"

Chen An's eyes lit up and he said, "Enough, enough."

The sergeant from the inspection department smiled and said, "Go away like this, please."

"Thank you."

The eunuch rarely came out, so when he saw the inspectors closing the case in this way, he couldn't help but complain.

After entering the palace, Chen An was taken to the small court meeting, and the eunuch asked someone he knew: "Then Chen An had kicked someone's legs outside before. What credit was enough for the people in the inspection department. Chen An said it was enough, and the people in the inspection department let him go. Why is this?"

Another eunuch frowned and said, "You don't know?"

The eunuch was a little panicked when he saw him: "This palace needs to be well-informed so that he will not make mistakes. What? Is there something wrong here?"

The eunuch smiled and said, "That person has made too many contributions and it is difficult for the official family to give rewards, so he beats people to offset the contribution."

The eunuch said with a rare look on his face: "Is this okay?"

...

"Your Majesty, there were many people leaving. Yesterday, I asked someone to send wine and food to my house, but I had not arrived for a long time. I was about to have an attack. The shopkeeper of the restaurant actually delivered wine and food in person, looking exhausted. I found out that three of the guys in his shop had left and there was not enough staff."

Han Qi glanced at Fu Bi as he spoke, with a bit provocative meaning.

I am the prime minister and can suppress you when you speak. What do you want?

Fu Bi snorted coldly and said, "Your Majesty, I just drank porridge yesterday. I was so happy that I was happy for the Song Dynasty and for Your Majesty. I was so happy that I would be drunk without drinking, and I was full!"

You, Han Qi, are just a fool, you only know how to eat and see how fat you are? How can you have a little bit of a presiding style?

Han Qi sneered: "Drinking porridge? Is this pretending to be poor?"

That's how the anger comes up.

As emperors, it is best to have conflicts between the prime ministers. If they are laughing and working together, Zhao Shu may not be able to sleep at night.

But it was a bit too much to say that the other party was pretending to be poor. Zhao Shu was about to stop him when an eunuch came outside.

"Your Majesty, Chen An is here."

"Let him in."

Fu Bi snorted coldly, and stopped looking at Han Qi with his sleeves.

As soon as Chen An came in, he felt that the atmosphere was wrong. After saluting, Zhao Shu said: "The news of the increase in income yesterday was spread. Many people who ran to Bianliang ran away and complained everywhere now."

He is the emperor, so he naturally would not ask "What to do", but his ministers must have a wink.

Han Qi had won a great victory in the battle with Fu Bi just now, and was in a very good mood at this moment, so he said, "Your Majesty, you have to find a way to keep these people."

Zhao Shu nodded slightly. There were suddenly many people missing in a city. Everyone was not used to it, and there were a lot of trouble.

Chen An felt a little better in his head, and he casually said, "Leave the market to the market!"

“What market?”

Chen An often speaks new words, although new, but very appropriate.

Chen An tried hard to yawn back and said with tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty, those people must have been farmers, but they had no future in farming, so they came to work in the city, which is to seek profit."

Zhao Shu nodded and said, "Human nature seeks profit, this is right."

Chen An continued: "Now, as soon as the Golden Pill is released, you will have a chance to farm. Those who seek profit will naturally return to the countryside from the city. Your Majesty, this is the market."

Zhao Shu thought, and thought this was right, "This is very true, and what drives the people is profit."

Chen An said, "Since that's the case, why should I take care of it?"

Han Qi said: "If you don't care, there will be a lot of people in the city. At that time, all the companies will complain and many shops will not be able to maintain them."

It's just a shortage of labor!

The appearance of the old god Chen An was annoying. Zeng Gongliang said, "Does Anbei have an idea?"

Chen An nodded and said, "This matter is simple, I think I'll just ignore it."

"Wuwei? That's not a good idea!"
To be continued...