"The prince of Xingyang County, the military envoy of the National Protectorate Army, the Situ guard, the envoy of the Zhongtai Palace, and the emperor is given a pair of red robes to lead the cavalry, officials and ministers..."
"Imperial City Envoy, Guangzhou Tuanlian Envoy Gong Hui..."
"Envoy of the Imperial City, Zongliang, the governor of Laizhou..."
"I came to court with the order, and I respectfully ask that His Majesty the Emperor is doing well!"
Zhao Xu sat on the mattress in the east corner of Funing Palace, looked at Cao Yan with a smile, and bowed three times to Zong Liang and Gao Gong Hui in front of him.
Then he got up, walked forward, and personally helped the three relatives up.
"The three national relatives are all my elders, so there is no need to be polite..."
"Don't dare!" Although Cao Yi is old, his reaction speed is much faster than that of Gao Gonghui. The two young men, Xiang Zongliang, lowered their heads immediately, looking flattered: "The laws of our ancestors are here, I dare not abolish them." !”
Zhao Xu smiled, helped the old man sit on the seat, and said: "My uncle's words are serious..."
"Above the court, there is no distinction between monarch and minister; when meeting in private, we can use the courtesy of family members."
As he spoke, he looked at Zong Liang and Gao Gong Hui and asked, "Uncle Zong Liang, uncle Gong Hui, am I right?"
When Xiang Zongliang and Gao Gonghui listened, they felt happy in their hearts and felt a little lighter.
However, the etiquette education they received since childhood still made them kneel down reflexively and worship: "The official family is friendly to the ministers, and these ministers are blessed..."
"However, the laws of our ancestors cannot be abolished, and the separation between monarch and ministers cannot be messed up..."
Zhao Xu laughed and said: "The two uncles are too restrained... Get up first and sit down to talk."
But he did not deny what these two close relatives said.
Just like when these three people came in, he would act like an emperor, sit on the throne, and accept their courtesy.
Zhao Xu is always very clear-headed - only names and tools, no fake people.
Even the relationship between father and son should be like this.
Of course, you can say nice things as you like, and they don’t cost money.
When Xiang Zongliang and Gao Gonghui sat down with a trembling and cautious look.
Zhao Xu asked Feng Jing to move a small chair specially made for him to a place about three steps away in front of the three of them.
He sat directly on a certain seat, then looked at the three of them and said: "Today I invite my uncle and two uncles to the palace, but there is something I want to discuss with the three elders."
The three people stood up quickly and bowed their heads: "I will listen carefully to the sound of virtue."
"Sit...sit...sit..." Zhao Xu smiled: "I have already said that I can use family gifts in private..."
Cao Yi laughed naively, he really admired this little official in his heart.
Because although this official is young, his words are very nice.
But the rules and standards are strictly adhered to.
It doesn’t give others a chance to fantasize, but it also makes people feel comfortable.
This is good!
So he took the lead and sat back, and saw Cao Yi sitting down, followed by Xiang Zongliang and Gao Gonghui.
"Today, when we invite three relatives to the palace, we have two things to discuss..."
"One of the reasons is that the Holy Mother's Day is approaching, and I think it's time to extend my favor to my relatives in Beijing and give them a home..."
"When it's time to transfer officials, when it's time to extend grace, when it's time to forgive sins, it's time to forgive sins..."
"But I'm not very familiar with my relatives and ministers."
"So for this matter, I would like to ask three national relatives to help me make some decisions and make a screening."
This is the proper meaning of the title.
When Zhao Xu's father was here, Cao Yan was in charge of this matter every year on the Tongtian Festival.
This is also the origin of Cao Yi's status as the leader of his relatives and ministers.
That's what power is like.
If you want to lead others, you must first be able to decide their promotion, honor or disgrace.
Otherwise, you will have a name but no power.
Who cheated on you?
After listening to Zhao Xu's words, Xiang Zongliang and Gao Gonghui both became excited.
He was about to stand up to thank him, but he heard Cao Yan say: "The officials love me so much, I feel really ashamed."
"It's just that the old minister is old and has no energy. I'd better leave this matter to Gao Gao and ask the two national relatives to do it."
"What did my uncle say?" Zhao Xu chuckled: "My uncle is getting stronger and stronger, and you should take care of me for a while."
I heard that Zhao Xu began to abandon me and call himself me.
Cao Ji immediately changed his mind, stood up and worshiped: "Old minister, I sincerely obey your will."
Xiang Zongliang and Gao Gonghui then followed him and said, "I respectfully obey your will."
"Get up, get up." Zhao Xu waited for them to finish their salutes before letting Feng Jing step forward to help him up: "I told you before, in private, we are all family members. Family members love each other and there is no need to be formal."
The three of them sat down and all said, "The officials, officials, and ministers who have been kind and generous will bear this in mind."
But he didn't dare to take Zhao Xu's words seriously.
Zhao Xu didn't care and continued: "As for the second thing."
"It is also related to the Holy Mother's Day."
After the conversation just now, the three of them lowered their heads, pricked up their ears, and listened carefully, acting like well-behaved and sensible relatives of the Song Dynasty.
"I have been reading history recently and heard the teachings of sages: Those who live on the basis of salary should not compete with the people for profit, and those who seek the greater should not seek the lesser."
The three of them swallowed, their hearts in their throats.
Especially for Cao Yi, the old uncle had long understood that this small official was no different from the late emperor.
They are all the kind of emperors who spend every penny.
Especially after experiencing the case of Shi Yiwu's debt, Cao Ji finally saw it clearly - no one can owe this official money.
Whoever owes him money, he will definitely try his best to get it back.
Dare to be a bad guy?
Then stop being human!
This is how the family of Xu Guogong and Zhang Qi ended.
Three generations of hard work, prudence, care and fortitude were all in vain just because an unfilial son wanted to pay back the money he owed!
Even the mansion given by the Zhen Temple was taken back.
Therefore, the Commercial Taxation Institute in Bianjing City has now ushered in their best time.
No noble relatives would dare to owe business taxes anymore.
At least not yet!
However, there is one significant difference between this official and the late emperor and other officials in the past - he is genuine and is willing to lead everyone to make a fortune together.
As long as you listen to him and follow him, everyone will make money! And they will make a lot of money!
Take the Cao family for example.
Since the beginning of this spring, we have won hundreds of thousands of orders just by relying on trade with Liaoning.
Other industries under the Cao family's name have also received many orders from Kaifeng Prefecture and the Six Ministries.
In just eight months this year, profits are already twice what they were in the whole of last year.
The key point is that these profits and transactions are all made by the officials.
After paying the business tax, the rest belongs to the family. You can take it back and spend it openly and openly. You don't have to worry about it like in the past, for fear of being caught by the crows.
Cao Yi let out a slight breath, held the imperial hut, and bowed: "The official is a benevolent and sage, benevolent to the world, benefiting the people, and the old ministers congratulate the world!"
Don’t compete with the people for profit!
This slogan was what those civil servants and officials in the past said most often to their relatives, military officials, and the emperor.
But almost no one listened.
However, in the Song Dynasty, almost everyone agreed that the emperor should not compete with the people for profit!
You are already rich all over the world, why do you need to fight for food with us bitter people?
But it is a pity that even Renmiao, which is famous for its generosity, never listens to everyone.
Zhao officials, including civil servants, military ministers and internal ministers, went out to know the place and served as supervisors and officials.
Whether it is the market, or the mine, whether it is the profit of fish and salt, or the handicraft industry.
Any business that can make money, Zhao Guan's family wants to get involved, and they want to send a crony to make money for him.
Otherwise, where did the money and silk for the late emperor's sealing treasury come from?
It couldn't have fallen from the sky, right?
But today's official family is an anomaly among the Zhao official family.
He is the only person so far who would take the initiative to use the saint's teaching of "not competing with the people for profit" to whitewash himself.
As soon as he came to the throne, he stopped abolishing the market changes and bought the embankment department.
In the eighth year of Yuanfeng's reign, the city of Bianjing was full of spring. For a time, everyone praised it and the world praised it as a virtuous man.
Now, he once again brought out the teachings of the saint.
What does he want to do?
Cao Yi, Xiang Zongliang and Gao Gonghui are all a bit difficult to control.
The example of the Embankment Division made them all trust Zhao Xu.
Once the royal family withdraws from a place, it will never touch it again.
As a result, the stacking yards bought by Digan Sipu have been doing well and have almost paid back.
Even those warehouses with slightly worse business will be able to make back their money by this time next year.
The rest is all pure profit.
Then he just listened to the young official's voice and said: "I checked the documents in Chongwenyuan and also read some files from Kaifeng Mansion..."
"Then I discovered that since the time of Taizu, the temple of Taifu Temple has accomplished nothing and has too many people to work on it. It spends 20,000 to 30,000 yuan of public funds every year, but gets nothing."
"Emperor Taizong carved an inscription on a stone in front of the government office in Kaifeng, warning the world: Your salary is your salary, the people are fat and the people are anointed, it is easy for the people to be abused, but it is difficult for God to bully!"
"I just think about how 20,000 to 30,000 yuan of public money is wasted like this every year, and I feel really sad in my heart!" When the official said this, his tone became obviously heavy.
Cao Yi quietly raised his head and even saw the young official sitting two steps ahead. His eyes began to turn red and tears welled up in his eyes.
"This is 20,000 to 30,000 yuan!"
"I was studying in Jiying Hall and heard from the official of the Sutra Banquet that Emperor Wen of Han Dynasty wanted to build a terrace and summoned craftsmen. After asking, he found that it would cost a hundred gold."
"The Emperor Wen then said: One hundred gold is the property of ten families of the middle man! I serve in the late emperor's palace, and I am often afraid of being ashamed. Why should I use it as a platform?!"
"Although I am young, I was filled with admiration after hearing this and am willing to imitate Emperor Wen's policies!"
"I'm here now, with an annual fee of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, but nothing has been accomplished..."
When they heard this, whether it was Cao Yi, Xiang Zongliang or Gao Gongji, their minds were already buzzing.
How come they don’t know what the counter-office does?
Writing is a place of resistance, but it is actually a storehouse of quality!
Moreover, it is a quality library built by the government and has official endorsement.
Although, this quality library was completely beaten by the great monks' quality library, and it did nothing at all.
but……
That's just because the property belongs to the emperor.
"So, I thought, using the example of the Embankment Division, I would buy all the four southeastern, northwest, and southeastern ones in Bianjing where the resistance was located and let the people work for themselves."
"In this way, the court can gain income, the people can benefit, and the fort can be revitalized!"
As Zhao Xu spoke, he looked at Cao Yi, Xiang Zongliang, and Gao Gonghui, and asked: "What do the three countrymen think of my thoughts?"
What else?
Cao Yi, Xiang Zongliang, and Gao Gonghui immediately stood up and bowed their heads with great piety: "Your Majesty is kind and kind, and the world is blessed!"
This is not the Holy Emperor. Who is the Holy Emperor?
The eyes of the three countrymen were filled with anger.
Of course they could also hear that the officials wanted to discuss it with them specifically - they wanted to reveal the news to them.
Just let them participate in it!
This is really...a pro-official family!
You really don’t treat us like outsiders!
The good thing is that it is fed directly to their mouths. If they can't even catch the cake, then it will be in vain.
Especially Cao Yi!
He thought of his useless children and grandchildren.
He was originally worried that if a hundred years from now he would be wiped out by the Tian family and his descendants would be unfilial, the property he left behind would soon be ruined.
But now, if I could have a quality library in hand...
Cao Yi recalled the grand occasion when the treasuries of Daxiangguo Temple, Dawa Temple and Taiping Xingguo Temple were filled with gold every day.
He knew that if he could have such a quality library in hand.
Even if the descendants are unfilial and the family is seriously ruined, as long as they don't rebel, conspire, or gamble, and just eat, drink and have fun, it will probably take two or three generations to be ruined.
…
Things in the palace can hardly be hidden from anyone.
What's more, Zhao Xu didn't want to hide it.
So, on that night, the good news that the current officials wanted to buy off the debt and benefit the people spread throughout Bianjing.
In an instant, it attracted countless eyeballs.
The great monks in Bianjing City were first panicked.
The first, second, and third Tianshui Lanes were all in a state of chaos.
Those 'masters who lean on the red and cuddle up on the green', 'hairless prodigals', and 'lay Buddhist Tathagata' no longer have the nature to drink flower wine and tease young ladies.
One by one, they put on their cassocks and hurried back to the temple overnight.
They know it very well in their hearts - the reason why they can live a life comparable to that of scholar-bureaucrats in Bianjing City, where they live in debauchery, wine ponds and meat forests.
Except for a few capable people, most people rely on quality banks.
If the quality library is affected, it will face competition.
Then their good days may come to an end.
Maybe, in the future, we will really have the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha, and we won’t even have to eat the meat!
However, the eyes of the scholar-bureaucrats, relatives, and ministers in Bianjing City shone brightly.
Especially the young students in Taixue are already celebrating.
"What a holy emperor!"
"The prosperity of the country can be expected!"
Young students are running around each other.
The candles in every school building were lit.
The young Tai students gathered together, talking excitedly, and looking forward to a bright future.
Many of them really believe in and are willing to practice Confucian ideals.
This is also the law since ancient times.
Students are always passionate, impulsive, and have strong idealism.
Even among these people, there are some speculators and self-interested people, thick and dark people.
But under the influence of the people around them, they will inevitably be coerced and infected, and either actively or passively become passionate young people and idealists.
So, that night, the lights were brightly lit and people were buzzing in the Imperial College. It was not until the third watch that things gradually became quiet.
