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Feng Jiutian shook his head and said, "A few court officials and royal relatives advised against it, but the king dismissed them one by one and exiled them to distant prefectures. Those officials and common people who could not get purple robes had to temporarily dye their clothes purple with dye. Later, even dye could not be bought anywhere, so they had to use purple mud to dirty their new clothes. Those in high positions indulge in momentary pleasures, while those in lower positions waste resources and cause hardship to the people. The commander should keep this in mind."
Li Jun fell silent. The ruler's personal preferences could have such a profound impact. He had always wondered why, when the ruler was merely a person with his own mouth, every good thing in the country was sent to him. His food was the finest delicacies, while the common people ate grass roots and tree bark; his clothes were made of silk and satin, while the rest of the people were barely clothed; he had hundreds and thousands of concubines, while the common people were separated from their families. All of this was simply because some people wanted to curry favor with him, to be generous with the resources of others, in order to advance their own careers.
"And then what?" Lü Wubing asked, finding the story intriguing.
"Later, during the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven, the entire country wore purple. The king was initially pleased, but later found it monotonous and boring, so he was the first to wear a different color," Feng Jiutian said.
Aside from Lü Wubing, who laughed, no one else could find it funny. They could all imagine the countless joys and sorrows caused by the king's momentary whim at the time. Lei Hun, who had been sitting upright, couldn't help but lean further into his seat. This past event reminded him of his own background. His father was one of the royal family members who had been exiled for advising against the king's actions. By seniority, he should address the current King of Su, Li Gou, as his uncle, but since his father's exile, he had abandoned the surname "Li."
“Although it’s not a good method, we only have one chance to use it now,” Li Jun said slowly. He knew that he was the decision-maker and had to put aside his personal aversion to this method for the sake of the bigger picture. Sometimes, people really do have no choice but to act in a way that is not their own.
"Jiang Tang, go to the largest tailor shop in the city and ask them to make two hundred sets of plain silk robes within three days. Tell them that these are the robes I will wear when I go on stage to pay homage to the scholars."
“That’s easy,” Jiang Tang replied. “This business isn’t difficult.”
"As for the expenses these days, you'd better figure something out first." Li Jun understood that what he meant was that he only had enough money for three days' expenses, but he couldn't think of a solution at the moment. The silver mine in Leiming City couldn't resume production for ten days either, so he could only rely on Jiang Tang.
"I knew it would be like this..." Jiang Tang muttered. Feng Jiutian then said, "There's one more thing. Miss Mo Rong, please build a recruitment platform for us. What do you think, Commander Li?"
Upon hearing Mo Rong's name, Li Jun and Lei Hun exchanged an awkward glance, a strange feeling rising within them for no apparent reason. After a brief look, Lei Hun turned his face away again. Just as Li Jun was about to speak, Jiang Tang interjected, "No, no, this deal can't be done. I will never waste a copper coin on that useless building!"
“It is indeed not advisable to undertake too much construction now,” Li Jun said. “The inauguration ceremony will be held in the city’s cemetery square, so that the brothers who died in battle can have a good time.”
That afternoon, t
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