The emperor was sitting in the Hall of Houde, looking at the two memorials brought by the prince. He also realized the problems in the temple today. Over the years, with the new policies one after another, the officials of the Han Dynasty were extremely complicated, and
There are so many officials in the Han Dynasty. Perhaps it is time to streamline the number of officials in the Han Dynasty. If this continues, not only will the work be cumbersome, but it will also cause a serious financial burden. A large amount of money from the national treasury will be spent on these officials.
The Emperor decided that he should follow Zhuge Liang's idea and establish two new institutions to divide the power of the Secretariat. However, the Emperor did not want Zhongshu Ling and Shi Zhongshi to be abandoned. After thinking for a long time, the Emperor decided
Finally, a decision was made to use the Zhongshu Order as the structure to establish a Zhongshutai, which was responsible for issuing edicts, that is, the specific implementation of these matters, and then established a Shizhongtai with Shizhongshi, responsible for reviewing.
The advantage of doing this is first to avoid the emergence of more officials. In addition, after the establishment of these two stations, a lot of temple officials can be eliminated. Of course, for the emperor himself, this is an absolutely excellent policy.
This prevents the Shangshutai from monopolizing the power, allowing formulation, review, and distribution to different subordinates, which decentralizes power and is conducive to the emperor's control over the temple. In addition, the most important thing is the Shizhongtai, which is all under the emperor's control.
Then, the emperor can personally review the review matter. If something goes wrong, there will be a minister in charge to take care of it, and the emperor will not be implicated. In this way, it is really wonderful!!
The emperor thought again and decided not to rush to issue the edict, but to let the minister finish the matters of military science and commerce before proceeding with the edict.
Liu Mastiff was unaware of this situation, so he returned to the palace and went about his own business.
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March, the eighteenth year of Xiping
A person appeared in Luoyang. This person looked like he was dusty. He entered the city gate and walked all the way to the south of the city. He looked around all the way, seeming to be observing and sizing up. His face was a little blank, as if he was searching.
What was he doing? This appearance made the guards on the road come to question him many times, and then they bowed and left. This man looked very tired, leading a skinny horse, searching while on the way.
Finally, he grabbed the guard in front of him and asked: "Excuse me, sir, I wonder where Yuan Shu's residence is??"
The watchman was shocked and said with some displeasure: "How can Yuanzi call me by his name? I don't know!!" After saying that, he left angrily. This man was also helpless and grabbed another person.
After asking about Yuan Zi's residence, the man took him directly to the door of Yuan Shu's residence. He stood in front of Yuan Shu's residence, with sadness and confusion in his eyes. He stepped forward, knocked on the door, and waited. Not long after he left,
A servant opened the door.
"I wonder if you have any advice??"
"I am an old friend of Yuan Zi, so I came to visit and remember..."
"Please allow me to tell my mother..." the slave said, and the man nodded and agreed. Not long after the slave went in, he walked out again and said, "My mother agreed, but you also know that my mother
It’s not easy to go out to greet you. If you don’t mind, I can lead the way... okay??”
Hearing the slave's question, the man nodded, led the horse, and followed him into the mansion. After entering the mansion, the slave took away the thin horse. The man and the slave arrived at the mourning hall, where there were
Yuan Shu's memorial tablet has not yet been removed. The servant stood at the door with his head lowered. The man entered the mourning hall and closed his eyes in some pain. He was stunned for a long time, then slowly knelt down and whispered: "Highway, an old friend is visiting.
...You and I have not seen each other for many years, but we did not expect that today is the day when heaven and man part ways forever, and we will never see each other again..."
While he was talking here, another slave came over with an uneasy look. He looked at the slave at the door and waved his hand. The man at the door walked over suspiciously and said, "I am here to serve the guests. You What do you want me to do??”
"This man has bad intentions!!" The slave whispered: "You know, I just took the horse to feed, and I vaguely saw a crossbow in the package on his horse's back. I opened it and took a look. Oh my god, it's A yellow crossbow, the kind that is different from other crossbows, the kind that the master of the house used to play with..." When he heard this, the servant was also shocked and asked quickly: "Huang crossbow? Could it be the court? Which general??"
"Which of these generals is not familiar with the head of the family, and which one has never come to visit? Do you recognize this person?"
"That...."
"Could this person be a spy for the bandits?"
"Nonsense, where can thieves find yellow crossbows..."
While they were talking, they heard laughter coming from outside the door. Hua Xiong walked in swaggering and asked with a smile: "Where is my nephew??" He also held a Cuju made of cowhide in his hand, which was a gift. Yuan Yao and his servants, who were usually bored after hearing this man's words, were particularly happy. They quickly came up and informed Hua Xiong about the new man who came to worship Yuan Shu.
"Oh? Is there such a thing?? I'll go see it!!" Hua Xiong frowned, threw the Cuju to the servant, and walked into the mourning hall in a swagger. When he walked into the mourning hall, he happened to see the man. With his head lowered, his face full of pain, and his eyes still shining with tears, Hua Xiong squatted beside him and pushed him. The man was shocked. He stood up quickly, looked at Hua Xiong, and asked: "Who is this? ?”
"I am asking you this, who are you? Why are you carrying a yellow crossbow? What do you want to do when you enter the Yuan Mansion?!"
Hearing Hua Xiong's words, the man understood that it was a misunderstanding. Then, feeling a little angry, he asked: "Is this how Yuan Gongli's servant treats guests, looking through guest packages at will?" " Hua Xiong ignored him and looked him up and down. This man was wearing a very ill-fitting outfit, and it was also extremely shabby and full of patches. It didn't look like he belonged to him.
Including the pair of shoes, they all looked so worn.
What's more, I can't see the slightest hint of a general. He doesn't look like a general at all. Who is this guy?
Hua Xiong didn't want to think too much. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the man's throat, pulled him in front of him, and asked sternly: "Who are you? Let's be honest. What do you want to do when you enter the Yuan Mansion?" What??" When the slave outside the door saw Hua Xiong displaying his power, some of his prejudices against Hua Xiong disappeared without a trace. Hua Xiong grabbed his throat and asked angrily: " You are talking! What? You feel so guilty that you are speechless??!"
The servant outside the door whispered: "Hua Jun, if you pinch his neck, of course he will be speechless..."
Hua Xiong suddenly realized and let go of his hand. The man immediately fell to the ground, his eyes full of horror. He looked at Hua Xiong in front of him and shouted: "I am Yilang Majun, I am Yuan Gongli's childhood friend. "I am a student of Hongdu Sect." He didn't even finish his sentence. Hua Xiong grabbed his neck again, lifted him up, and said angrily: "You still dare to lie. I, Hua Xiong, have been in the temple for many years, and I have never I’ve heard of a Yilang like you, but I’ve never seen Chaoyi!!”
"If you are still studying in Hongdu, you can't make up a decent explanation. They are all craftsmen!!"
Hua Xiong didn't waste any time and pulled him out. The servant behind him shouted: "Captain Hua, where are you going?"
"I took him back to Sili Xiaowei's Mansion and gave the Cuju to my nephew. I will ask him another day. If he doesn't know that the Cuju was a gift from me, I will settle the score with you two!!" Hua Xiong said angrily.
He dragged Ma Jun away from here, holding the thin horse in one hand and Ma Jun in the other. He was not tired at all. Watching Hua Xiong walk away, the two slaves almost cried. My young master is only six years old.
Months!!
He took Ma Jun back to the mansion and handed him over to his officials. He checked his package. Sure enough, this guy really carried a strong crossbow. However, this was not a yellow crossbow. This kind of crossbow, Hua Xiong
I have never seen them before, which is a bit strange. Hua Xiong has been fighting for more than ten years, but he has never seen such a crossbow. Hua Xiong couldn't help shaking his head, holding the crossbow and looking over it. After a long time, he looked at other things.
, including letters.
This is a letter of persuasion.
"He died on the road. I hope you will come back soon....I am waiting in Luoyang..."
Hua Xiong looked at it, his face changed greatly, I?? He quickly looked at the seal below. At this sight, he was so frightened that he almost fell off the chair, jumped up, and ran towards the prison. He entered the prison, but
Seeing Ma Jun squatting in the prison and crying, extremely sad, Hua Xiong was stunned. He looked at the two officials under his command and cursed: "I just asked you to lock him up, what did you do?!"
The official said in confusion: "I don't know, we haven't done anything..."
Hua Xiong quickly asked them to open the door, grinned and came to Ma Jun's side, and said: "Mr. Ma, it was all a misunderstanding. I didn't recognize Mr. Ma and thought he was a thief. Colonel Yuan and I are
After many years of friendship, I am also afraid that his family will suffer some harm, so I hope Ma Gong can forgive me, forgive me!! I was rude just now, how about I apologize to you??"
Hua Xiong spoke sincerely, but Ma Jun was still crying. He raised his head, looked at Hua Xiong, pointed to the shoes on his feet, and said, "Look, you have torn all my shoes.
I have been wearing these shoes for three or four years, and they are so broken that they can no longer be repaired..." Hua Xiong was shocked when he heard his words. How could this man still be interested in shoes?
He had a soft spot, and he said helplessly: "Mr. Ma, I'll get up first, I'll just pay it to you..."
After hearing this, Ma Jun stood up, wiped his tears, looked at Hua Xiong, and asked seriously: "How much do you want to pay?"
Hua Xiong suddenly felt something was wrong. He was wondering if he should take out the letter and read it again. Did he read it wrong???
"Um, two hundred dollars? How about that?"
"Good!" Ma Jun said and stretched out his hand. Hua Xiong gritted his teeth and took out some money from his arms. It was still not enough, so he asked everyone on the left and right to take out some, and then gave Ma Jun two hundred dollars.
Ma Jun happily took the money and said with a smile: "Captain Hua, it's okay. You were also a family member who was worried about the road just now. I can understand it. Ahem, cough, cough. I have some discomfort in my neck. I might have done it just now.
It hurts, oh, I have to go to the doctor again, and I don’t know how much it will cost..."
As Ma Jun said, Hua Xiong's mind flashed, and a name appeared in his mind, and he shouted: "Wenren attacked?!"
Ma Jun smiled, looked at Hua Xiong, nodded, and said, "He is my mentor."