Putting this matter aside, Zhao Xu looked at the banquet officials and said: "My dear friends, let's discuss the issue of intrusion into Bianjing City first!"
"No." All the ministers bowed their heads.
Therefore, Feng Jing immediately led people to assemble the sand table of Bianjing City in the hall of Jiying Palace.
It took almost a quarter of an hour to assemble this special sand table that Zhao Xu had enlarged and recreated.
It is somewhat similar to the real estate model Zhao Xu saw in the modern sales department.
Therefore, this sandbox is very large.
It is so large that the locations of wing rooms and main roads in the entire inner city and new city of Bianjing City can be marked in detail.
The ministers surrounded Zhao Xu and walked to the sand table.
Zhao Xu lowered his head and looked down at the sand table model in front of him. The ministers led by Feng Jing were inserting small flags one by one according to the names of the wings in Bianjing City.
As a result, one hundred and twenty-nine squares inside and outside Bianjing City came into view.
Four royal roads traverse the city, and countless streets and lanes cut it into chaotic urban areas of different sizes.
Two ring roads, like two circles, surround the city.
The Bian River, Jinshui River, Wuzhang River, and Cai River flow into Bianjing from different directions, turning this city into a city affected and eroded by rivers.
In addition to Jinshui River, the other three rivers have water gates for ships to enter and exit.
The area where these four rivers flow through Bianjing City has constructed businesses and streets along the rivers.
Countless stacking yards are distributed on both sides of the river.
Rainbow bridges span the river, connecting north and south, and connecting east and west.
The details of Bianjing shown on the sand table were not necessarily clear to even old Bianjing people in the past.
Now it is clearly and accurately marked on this sand table shaped with sand.
Houses were built with bamboo and wood, roads were paved with pebbles, and Hongqiao spanned the north and south.
Zhao Xu stared at the sand table and said to the banquet officials on the left and right: "With the help of you and others, I have gradually cleared up the intrusions on the imperial road and other main roads in Bianjing City."
"However, in Bianjingfang City, the intrusion and chaos in the streets and alleys are deeply rooted."
Zhao Xu scanned the compartments.
The first and second compartments of the left army in the inner city, the first and second compartments of the right army in the inner city; the east compartment, west compartment, south compartment, north compartment of the new city, and the first and second compartments of Jingdong, which are still expanding today.
The third compartment, the first and second compartments in the west of Beijing, the first and second compartment in the north of Beijing.
Among them, there are Jingdong, Jingxi, Jingbei and other compartments, even in Xincheng outside Xincheng.
These wing rooms are the result of the continuous expansion of Bianjing City after the Zhen Temple and the encroachment on the surrounding countryside.
It is also evidence that Bianjing’s population continues to skyrocket.
Countless farmers who came to Bianjing to seek life, their first stop when entering Bianjing city was usually in these quarters.
Therefore, Zhao Xu's teacher in modern times estimated that the population of Bianjing City in the Northern Song Dynasty had exceeded one million as early as the Renmiao period.
After Xining, the population may have hovered between 1.3 million and 1.5 million.
Such a huge population naturally tested the management level of the Northern Song Dynasty authorities.
At the same time, countless chaos is brewing.
Chaos is the ladder up.
Over the past dynasties, countless heroes from Bianjing have fought their way out of those towns.
The ministers looked at the sand table in front of them and were all ashamed.
Why?
This is because the emperor set up an institution to lift the internal and external affairs of Bianjing and the road affairs.
These officials, in addition to supervising the Kaifeng Prefecture, shops, housekeepers, and various government offices in Beijing to demolish the buildings that encroach on the streets as soon as possible, also supervise the intrusions of the central government offices on the streets.
They played no role in this matter.
Not only did they fail to contribute their wisdom to the emperor, they even failed to contribute any useful strategies.
As for supervision and supervision, Fan Chunren and others deeply believed that even if the emperor randomly hired an official from Kaifeng Mansion, he would still be able to do a good job.
After all, the emperor, with the dignity of ten thousand chariots, personally ended this matter.
Therefore, the prince-in-law Guo Xianqing went to Taixue to receive re-education in the teachings of sages.
It is said that the eldest princess of Wei State went to the palace to apologize for this in person, and even Concubine Zhou Xian of Renmiao apologized in front of the Cisheng of the two palaces.
Even the prince-in-law, the commander-in-chief, was punished for this.
How can others dare to resist?
It’s not enough for everyone to behave well!
Even if we were doing housework in the store, we could only find ways to delay it and kick the ball around. When we found that we couldn't delay it any longer, after people came to see it every day, we started to push forward the work of demolishing illegal items.
This made people like Fan Chunren and Cheng Yi, who were obsessed with moral hygiene, feel ashamed after hearing Zhao Xu's praise.
Fan Chunren even blushed, and Cheng Yi lowered his head, feeling his ears burning.
Even scholar-bureaucrats like Lu Dafang and Su Che, who have worked hard in the officialdom, feel ashamed.
Just like a little daughter-in-law who did something wrong and was discovered by her husband.
That's Lu Xizhe, who can still look around with his eyes carelessly.
So, after a brief silence, everyone bowed collectively: "I am ashamed that I was unable to assist Your Majesty in sorting out the chaos in Bianjing."
"May your Majesty punish you!"
They really felt that they had neglected their duties in this matter, and they all passed this matter and realized their shortcomings.
Zhao Xu looked at these ministers and said with a smile: "What crime are you guilty of?"
"It has been more than a month since I received the imperial edict, but I have not been able to assist Your Majesty in sorting out the chaos inside and outside Bianjing, or even come up with a strategy..." Fan Chunren lowered his head, said seriously, and was about to bow down.
Zhao Xu raised his hand and ordered Feng Jing to hold him forcibly, and then interrupted Fan Chunren's casting movement with a smile: "Fan Qing doesn't have to be like this."
"You don't have to be like this, sir."
"The affairs of the world are inherently difficult. However, the city of Bianjing is prosperous and millions of people are gathered in one city. The problem of man and land has been almost insoluble for generations."
Zhao Xu's expression was extremely serious, and his tone was extremely sincere, as if he had lost this game and it was not his fault. It was not a crime of war.
But the more he behaved like this, the more shameful and guilty the banquet officials became.
But they had no idea that at the very beginning, it started from the moment when Zhao Xu set up the "Promotion of Internal and External Affairs in Bianjing" in Kaifeng Mansion.
He was already laying the groundwork for now.
Because he knew from the beginning that the problems of Bianjing City were unsolvable under the old technological, economic and demographic environment.
Think about it, how big is the entire city of Bianjing?
After the expansion in the fifth year of Yuanfeng, the measured area reported by Song Yongchen was: fifty miles and one hundred sixty-five paces in circumference.
With such a small amount of land, one million and hundreds of thousands of people were forced to move in.
Okay, the nine bays and fourteen squares outside the city are not in the city, so let’s deduct them first, but there are at least one million permanent residents in the city.
The population density of Bianjing City today is roughly equivalent to the modern imperial capital Tongtianyuan (under different technical conditions).
"Your Majesty..." Fan Chunren had tears in his eyes.
From his perspective, Zhao Xu was simply like the reincarnation of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.
When ministers do things well, they never hesitate to praise and reward them.
If something goes wrong, the emperor will bear the responsibility himself.
He would even help the minister find excuses and reasons.
What's even more rare is that he can accept almost any advice.
A fact now recognized by both the government and the public is that generally, as long as the late emperor's faults are not discussed in front of him, he can accept anything.
Even willing to discuss with the minister, is there any room for improvement?
Such an emperor almost only appeared in his dreams in the past.
After all, in the real Song Dynasty, Renmiao could be regarded as the best king among the emperors of the past dynasties.
"Fan Qing!" Zhao Xu reached out and patted Fan Chunren, who was hunched over, and encouraged him: "What I said is from the bottom of my heart."
"What happened in Bianjing was so messy that it happened to affect the whole body. It happened layer by layer over the past hundred and thirty years. For a moment, I wanted to find a way to untie this mess. I thought that even a god could do it if he came down to earth.
Less than.”
"Since even gods can't do it, how can I blame you for this?"
Fan Chunren's eyes were red.
Although the emperor in front of him was still young, his height only reached his chest, and his face was full of immaturity.
But in Fan Chunren's eyes, Zhao Xu at this moment was as tall as those wise kings in history books.
He lowered his head and said with choked sobs: "I am truly lucky to meet Your Majesty."
Others immediately paid their respects and said, "I am truly lucky to meet your Majesty."
Even the fellow readers who had been watching the excitement immediately joined in with their voices.
Zhao Xu stretched out his hand, as if he was infected, and said sincerely: "Shu Yun: I have ten rebellious ministers! I am very lucky to have virtuous people like you to assist me!"
Only he himself knows that everything today is actually the result of his deliberate guidance.
The ones he bullied were the officials he selected, all of whom were gentlemen.
Those who are not gentleman enough.
For example, the attendants Sun Jue and Deng Runfu, the attendants Su Song, Fu Yaoyu, etc., have long been "entrusted with important tasks" by Zhao Xu in every possible way.
For example, Sun Jue became the official of Zuo Jianyi, busy supervising the prime ministers and admonishing the two palaces.
Deng Runfu was pushed to the position of imperial scholar, and he and Sun Gu were also responsible for the compilation of "Yuanyou Dictionary". Now he may be appointed as the ruler.
Su Song was busy with affairs in the Kaifeng Prefecture every day, and also took care of the affairs of the Water Transport Bureau. He was so busy that he couldn't get away from it.
Fu Yaoyu was worshiped as the minister of punishment, and he went to deal with the punishment every day.
Of course, this does not mean that these people are not gentlemen.
It's that they are not 'pure' enough.
They are all old fools, so it is difficult to be moved by his deception.
For example, although Su Song is a loyal and loyal minister, will he be easily deceived by Zhao Xu?
Very difficult!
Therefore, under Zhao Xu's deliberate selection, the remaining officials who had time to go to Kaifeng Mansion to handle Kaifeng Mansion affairs with him all had one common characteristic.
If you are under fifty years old, your ideal flame has not been extinguished by reality, you can drink the chicken soup he cooks, and you can be fooled by him, and your abilities have withstood the test of history.
Each one of them was either a prime minister in his previous life, a great Confucian scholar, or a scholar-bureaucrat known for his simplicity, uprightness, and integrity.
When he is surrounded by such people, is there any reason why he can't succeed?
This afternoon, I read a book and got addicted to it~! Unknowingly, I read it at 8pm, only to realize that there were no code words yet!
wipe!
I owe a chapter today and I will definitely pay it back tomorrow! (I remember the other debts, the total should be 40 chapters, but I can’t do anything about it for the time being. Take care of yourself first. I may have to wait until next year before I have a chance to pay you back! PS: I am not the author You are lazy, winter is coming, and the author’s shoulders can’t bear it. If you can maintain about 8,000 words a day, that’s pretty good.)
This chapter has been completed!