When Feng Junhou heard that someone was privately worshiping the prime minister on the roadside at the foot of the mountain, he became furious on the spot.
He said "Nonsense" several times, and then kicked the remaining sacrifice.
Then he turned his head and said to the guards guarding the Prime Minister's Tomb:
"The Zhongyi Temple is the Zhongyi Temple, and the Prime Minister's Tomb is the Prime Minister's Tomb. The Zhongyi Temple is a place of worship allowed by the imperial court. The Prime Minister's Tomb has not yet received permission from the imperial court."
"Besides, they are still worshiping on the side of the road. If we really need to investigate, this is a wild and obscene sacrifice!"
There was the "Scourge of Witches and Gu" before, and there was the Yellow Turban Rebellion later. The two Han Dynasties had relatively strict management of the sacrifices of various gods and ghosts.
Unless approved by the government, they will all be regarded as wild sacrifices and obscene sacrifices.
It would be better not to pursue this kind of matter, but once it is investigated, it will have a high degree of political correctness.
By then, not to mention ordinary people, even princes and ministers may not be able to bear this crime.
Not to mention the distant one, Cao Hong, who is closer, is a good example.
In his early years, Cao Pi once borrowed money from Cao Hong, but Cao Hong was reluctant to borrow money, so Cao Pi recorded the matter in his notebook.
Later, Cao Hong's retainers went to worship the wild gods privately, but were reported.
Cao Pi, who had become emperor, still clearly remembered the small incident of borrowing money many years ago.
So he was overjoyed and immediately took Cao Hong to prison, preparing to take the opportunity to kill Cao Hong.
If Bian hadn't died and tried his best to help Cao Hong, maybe Cao Hong would have gone down to reminisce with Cao Cao because of this matter.
From this we can see that privately offering sacrifices is a big or small matter.
If you are not held accountable, it is a small matter; if you are held accountable, it is a big deal.
Although the prime minister's status in the Han Dynasty is quite special, and the little fat man may be more practical, he can't stand the fact that there is a woman named Zhang in the palace.
Even if the royal family doesn't say it clearly, it's not good to have a grudge in your heart.
Feng Junhou's face was filled with anger, and he glanced at Zhang Xiaosi quietly.
"Remember, if anyone continues to offer sacrifices privately at the foot of the mountain in the future, they must be driven away!"
"Really, both of you don't care enough to let you guard the tomb, not to lie down on the mountain and sleep!"
The leader, Shi Chang, had a look of embarrassment on his face and hesitated to speak.
How can there be any reason for the common people to come to worship the prime minister, only to be driven away?
Is this reputation bad enough?
But when he saw Feng Junhou getting angry, he could only lower his head and accept the punishment.
Feng Junhou scolded the soldiers vehemently, and his eyes began to wander towards Secretary Zhang again.
Secretary Zhang had a straight face, just pretending to be watching a show.
Feng Junhou cursed for a long time, but did not see the slightest reaction from Zhang Xiaosi. At that moment, he had to shut up angrily and lead the way up the mountain.
The soldiers guarding the tomb had already placed new sacrifices, and Feng Junhou personally paid homage to them.
After the worship was completed, the group went back down the mountain. The sun was already setting in the west.
Feng Junhou came down the mountain, held his waist and sighed:
"I'm getting old. I feel so tired after going up and down the mountain."
As he spoke, he turned his head, looked behind him, and said with some emotion:
"I am considered a disciple of the Prime Minister, so it is natural for me to go up the mountain to worship. However, the people in Sichuan have received a lot of favors from the Prime Minister. They are willing to worship, but they are not qualified to go up the mountain."
"The Prime Minister wonders how much less incense he will receive. The Prime Minister has been burdened by the big man for his whole life, but in the end he can't even enjoy this incense. It is really unreasonable..."
Feng Junhou said nonchalantly, while he kept sighing.
Secretary Zhang finally couldn't stand it any longer, so he just flew over and glared:
"You can't say less!"
Feng Junhou immediately shut up and said nothing.
Secretary Zhang looked at him angrily:
"What is the relationship between me and Alang? What do you want to do? You can't just say it outright, but you still need to say it in such a vague way?"
Isn’t this what you’ve been waiting for?
Feng Junhou immediately said:
"I want to build an ancestral hall at the foot of the mountain so that people can have a place to worship the prime minister."
"I know." Secretary Zhang glanced at him with disdain, and then refused: "No!"
"Why?"
"Not now!" Secretary Zhang glared at him, "You are not allowed to say such things again."
"Why?"
Feng Junhou asked in pursuit.
"I just said that I am a disciple of the Prime Minister. After setting up a shrine for the Prime Minister, your mere status as a disciple of the Prime Minister is enough to bluff people."
"In addition, Zhijie, the leader of Guanzhong, has a large number of troops and controls nearly half of the territory of the Han Dynasty. If you are the first to write to the prime minister to build a temple, what will you make others think?"
Want to be independent?
Secretary Zhang said so much in one breath, and finally concluded:
"I don't care who wants to submit a letter to the Prime Minister to build a shrine, but you must not submit this letter."
As he spoke, he glared at him bitterly:
"Don't you want the royal family to lose face? You can't bully the royal family to talk easily, just to get more and more."
Feng Junhou was a little helpless: "Public opinion..."
"Then let them worship at the foot of the mountain. At worst, they can build a shed, but they cannot publicize it, otherwise it will be against the rules, unless the emperor issues an edict."
(Note: Building temples for ministers has been practiced in both public and private institutions since the Han Dynasty. This does not mean that temples cannot be built for ministers.)
(Adou has never agreed to build a temple for the Prime Minister. One important reason is that the original proposal was to build a temple for the Prime Minister in the capital.)
(However, it is against etiquette to build a temple in the capital, because there is an emperor's ancestral temple in the capital. If you build a minister's temple again, it will invade the ancestral temple, so it is not appropriate)
The emperor has just taken office, and judging from various signs, his move to take back power is quite obvious.
Otherwise, why would he give Wei Yan the title "General Zhenbei" if he had given him the title "General Zhenbei" to Alang?
Don’t you just want checks and balances?
It's not that you can't build a temple for the Prime Minister, but it's too sensitive for Alang to write a letter to build a temple for the Prime Minister at this time.
Secretary Zhang's words had reached this point. Feng Junhou was unwilling to do so, but he couldn't say anything more.
Seeing his appearance, Secretary Zhang slowed down and said:
"Don't worry, the Prime Minister is very kind to the people of Shu. If the people are truly grateful, someone will express their will to the emperor on behalf of public opinion, but that is also a matter for the court."
"You are far away in Guanzhong now. Why are you worrying so much? Don't come forward on this matter. I'm afraid there are people in the court who are more anxious than you."
When the prime minister dies, all kinds of monsters and monsters want to jump out and have their own plans.
Secretary Zhang doesn’t want his Alang to be involved in this kind of thing.
"The most important thing for you right now is to quickly find a way to stabilize the situation in Guanzhong and appease the people. If you do this well, it will be a great achievement."
Secretary Zhang stared at him and said:
"Just like now, if you go out to inspect farming and understand the people's conditions, you will do a good job. Don't think too much about other things."
Feng Junhou rarely saw her like this, and he was slightly surprised.
However, Secretary Zhang has always been the woman who stood behind Feng Junhou and made suggestions.
Although she is considered a member of the royal family, she will definitely not harm her own Alang in this matter.
Seeing her warning him with such a serious expression, Feng Junhou suddenly reacted:
The Han Dynasty is now undergoing a transition of power. Strictly speaking, this situation can be regarded as the most sensitive moment in all dynasties.
In addition, he holds great power and leads troops outside.
Even the simplest letter may be over-interpreted by some people.
Not to mention building a temple for the Prime Minister.
Feng Junhou figured this out and nodded to Secretary Zhang:
"If that's the case, then as Siniang said, we will continue to patrol."
Fishing, isn't that a simple thing?
The so-called eight rivers circumnavigate Chang'an. After looking at the south side, doesn't there still be a north side?
"On the left is Cangwu, and on the right is the extreme west. Danshui goes to the south, and Ziyuan goes to the north. It ends with Bachan, going in and out of Jingwei; Fenghao scrawls, and the remaining snakes run in it. It flows into the diversion of eight rivers.
, contrary to each other."
This gorgeous text is a description of the Eight Rivers surrounding Chang'an.
The seven rivers all flow into the Wei River, and finally the Wei River flows into the Yellow River.
(Note: Due to changes in waterways in later generations, part of the flow of the Eight Rivers no longer directly meets the Wei River.)
Therefore, Guanzhong is roughly centered on the Weishui River and is divided into northern and southern parts.
Now that I've finished reading the south side, isn't there a north side?
The Eight Rivers surround Chang'an, bringing abundant water sources around Chang'an and also bringing great convenience to farming.
But heading north after crossing the Wei River, the topography gradually becomes different from that south of the Wei River.
Before the opening of the Zhengguo Canal, there were a large number of marshlands and a considerable amount of saline-alkali land between the Jingshui River and Luoshui River north of the Wei River, and water conservancy was inconvenient.
These reasons make it difficult to effectively utilize the large amounts of wasteland north of the Wei River.
After the Zhengguo Canal, which runs from east to west and connects Jingshui and Luoshui, was opened.
With the Weishui River, Jingshui River, Luoshui River and Zhengguo Canal as the main arteries, and the large and small water flows north of the Weishui River as capillaries, a spider web-shaped water conservancy irrigation system has been formed.
This project, which required hundreds of thousands of manpower and took more than ten years to complete, added more than one million acres of arable land to Guanzhong.
On this basis, the Former Han Dynasty continued to tinker with things to further expand the cultivable area, laying a solid foundation for the prosperity of the Early Han Dynasty.
It is a pity that since the Later Han Dynasty established its capital in Luoyang, it paid far less attention to Guanzhong than the former Han Dynasty.
In addition, in the late Han Dynasty, the Qiang and Hu rebellions in Liangzhou lasted for more than a hundred years, and even spread to Guanzhong during this period. The water conservancy that was originally a great success has gradually been abandoned.
Although Cao Cao had pacified Guanzhong for more than 20 years, he did not have much manpower and material resources to restore production in Guanzhong.
In other words, Sima Yi had only reclaimed part of the cultivated land in the past few years, but it was only near Chang'an and did not even cross the Wei River.
"This canal must be repaired again!"
A few days later, Feng Junhou stood in front of a large puddle, looking at the grass growing around him, and couldn't help but said with some worry.
The large puddle in front of me is more like a pond than a puddle.
There are a total of seven such ponds along the Zhengguo Canal. These are specially dug reservoirs to buffer the water flow of the canal and to store water on daily basis.
Although the reservoir in front of us looks very big, it can be clearly seen that the water inlet and outlet have been silted up a lot, and there is also collapse around the pool.
All this shows that this water conservancy project is declining due to lack of care for a long time.
"How to fix it? This is no small matter."
General Guan had a knack for killing enemies in battle, but when it came to dealing with such matters, the only thing she could think of was to replace the knife in her hand with a hoe.
"The former Qin Dynasty spent more than ten years and consumed countless manpower and material resources. I am afraid that the Han Dynasty did not have the ability at this time."
Feng Junhou was confident:
"It's not excavation, it's just re-construction. It won't take much effort. It just depends on whether you are willing to put in the effort."
As he spoke, he sighed a little, "Guanzhong now includes the barbarians, and I'm afraid the number is less than a million, but I don't dare to do it like the former Qin did. So I can only take my time."
Secretary Zhang glanced at Feng Junhou and suddenly said: "The Imperial Village also wants a share."
"What?"
"The fields that can be cultivated in Guanzhong now are probably all in Weinan, right?"
Secretary Zhang gestured to the south, "This is close to the north, and you can often see Hu people. How can anyone come to cultivate the land?"
"So do you want the Xinghan Association to take care of this matter again? Then you can do whatever you want, and race and enclose the land. No one will care about it until it is exhausted."
Feng Junhou made a sound, "When did Xinghanhui ever do horse racing and encirclement of land?"
"We didn't interfere in Juyan County, right? Aren't they all distributed to the people?"
"Tonozawa..."
Feng Junhou sneered:
"Duyeze is a gathering place for Qiang and Hu. You let the people go and see if anyone dares to go? Prosperous Han will worry about the country. Is it wrong?"
"Besides," Feng Junhou pointed to the surroundings, "If you walk a hundred or so steps now, the weeds will block you."
"In this situation, in this place, if you don't give me some benefits, who is willing to do it? You can't let the horse run away without letting the horse eat grass, right?"
Secretary Zhang stretched out three fingers: "Thirty-seven points."
The evil-hearted woman turned her elbows outward!
I just said a few days ago that she knows how to think about herself!
Feng Junhou said with a dark face: "There is a herb in Nanzhong called Panax notoginseng. It is a top-quality blood-tonifying herb. Do you plan to use Xinghan Hui as Panax notoginseng to restore blood to the court?"
"After Guanzhong, the capital will be located!" Secretary Zhang pouted, "The imperial court must keep some land in its hands, otherwise how can it allocate land to the people?"
"During the Pre-Han Dynasty, the population in Guanzhong increased, and the imperial court had to transport grain from all directions. Even Longyou had to send people to open up wasteland."
Feng Junhou said "tsk" again.
That was at least two generations away.
Two generations later, if the imperial court still relies on the small amount of land in Guanzhong to make a living, it will be a regression of society, and it is not necessary for the imperial court to do so.
"Fifty-five."
"No, just Sanqi."
No matter how clever Zhang Xiaosi is, he cannot escape the limitations of the times.
Her dedication to the land made her, who represented the imperial court at this time, refuse to give in.
"Alang, please listen to my advice, let me help you handle this matter. The Xinghan Association is in the border county, and it can be enclosed in any way."
"The imperial court will only be happy to see success, but this is Guanzhong, where the future capital will be, and things should not be compared to those in border counties."
Feng Junhou looked unhappy:
"First it was Nanzhong, then Liangzhou. After all, the Xinghan Society did a lot of practical things, right? Why did they always drive us to the border counties?"
"Then are we going to be placed next to Jiuyuan again this time, or to Pingcheng in Bingzhou (that is, Datong in later generations)?"
Zhang Xiaosi covered his mouth and smiled:
"What a great grazing land. How great would it be to open a pasture there? I don't believe you don't want it."
Feng Junhou glanced sideways at the fox who had stolen the hen:
"Sanqi is fine, but we have agreed that the land in Jiuyuan and Pingcheng will be allowed to be enclosed by us, and the court will not take it back with any excuse in the future."
Seeing Feng Junhou so cheerful, Zhang Xiaosi felt a little unsure.
She looked at the big pond, then at Feng Junhou, who looked leisurely and contented, and emphasized with some worry:
"It's about repairing the entire Zhengguo Canal, not just this section."
"Don't worry, I'm talking about the entire Zheng Guoqu."
Zhang Xiaosi's heart suddenly "thumped".
not good!
I fell into King Feng Gui’s trick!
Zhang Xiaosi's face changed slightly as he thought of the rumor of a certain far-sighted plan.
Although I don’t know what else can be done in Jiuyuan and Heping City besides opening up pastures to collect wool.
But after sleeping with Feng Junhou for so many years, Zhang Xiaosi instinctively felt that something was wrong.
It can’t be that the food grown there is better than that in Guanzhong, right?