What should I do if I am beheaded by the First Emperor at the beginning?

Chapter 315 The Autumn Breeze Blows in September, and the Wind Blows Down【Two in One，Please Subscribe】

Fusu was a little silent, which was different from the education he usually received.

It is not the first time Chen Ke put forward the idea of ​​Jun Zhou Min Shui, but Confucius. What Mencius and Xun Zi developed is typical Confucianism.

He raised his head and looked at his teacher, pretending not to understand in his heart and eyes.

"Teacher, I can understand you saying that the king, the boat, and the people are the water, but why is the minister a pawn?"

This is what Fusu doesn't understand.

He felt in his heart that a courtier should be someone who governs the world with the monarch, and a courtier is an important help for the monarch to rule the world.

Such as the left arm and the right arm.

Chen Ke put down the silver coins in his hand and just walked forward.

Lin Fang then continued to forge.

The tinkling sound echoed behind him, but Chen Ke's thoughts wandered far away.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Fusu, what kind of person do you think "officials" and "officials" are? "

After thinking for a while, Fusu said: "Teacher, officials and ministers are the people who are governed by the monarch."

Chen Ke nodded: "You are right, but there is a problem."

"Before officials and ministers are the people who govern Guizhou, they are people first, and people have endless greed."

"There is no way in this world that can completely restrict a person so that he can restrain his greed."

"Even the Baijia Palace and the "Zhenggong Palace" I opened can't. "

"Even if the "Government Palace" becomes a belief in the future, and His Majesty becomes a belief, there will still be people who use belief as a cover, and they are all their own business in their hearts. "

Chen Ke took a deep look at Fusu: "There will be many people of this type, and there may even be more people with faith in their hearts."

"It's even possible that after you ascended the throne, when you mastered the infinitely high and supreme power, you would also become such a person."

"You will change your beliefs because you want to leave merits for yourself and want to leave endless money for your descendants."

"You will be so overjoyed that you will be desperate to achieve your "gong" and "fame", even if you know that such a decision will harm thousands of years. "

"But as long as this "method", this "means" can bring you benefits now, can bring you "gong" and "fame", you will do it. "

Chen Ke said quietly: "Faith is a very strange thing."

"When you are firm with him, he is invincible; when you waver in your heart, he is like a candle in the wind, which will go out without wind and rain."

Hearing these words, Fusu was filled with emotions. He lowered his head and listened to his teacher's teaching.

What the teacher said came from the heart. It seems that the teacher has seen such people who abandon their beliefs.

But will he become like that?
Fusu asked himself in his heart, but at this moment he couldn't give his own answer.

He felt that the answer to this kind of question could only be obtained if he tortured himself before he died.

Fusu knew in his heart that the teacher didn't really want to ask him the question at this time, and he didn't need his answer.

He just needs to listen in silence.

Chen Ke continued to walk forward. At this time, the streets of Penglaizhou were still very lively, with people selling things, playing on the streets, and even people doing nothing.

But they have one thing in common, that is, the excited hope in the eyes.

Because the autumn harvest is coming.

This year, the weather is good and the weather is good. The gods have favored us, and the grain harvest must be good.

The two walked on the street in silence, and Fusu also watched the changes of these Guizhou chiefs personally, with a radiant look in his eyes.

He feels that he is useful.

At least this change in Penglaizhou should be due to his contribution or hard work, right?

Is it such a happy thing to personally change the lives of the heads of Guizhou and make their eyes full of brilliance?
At this moment, Fusu really realized the meaning of that sentence.

"Benefiting the World"

He also really realized what his mood was like after helping the world.

At this moment, Fusu, who has been learning from others, seems to have found a path of her own.

Whoever said that he must learn his father's "tyrant", who said that he must learn Li Si's "law", who said that he must learn Confucius' "benevolence", who said that he must learn Mencius' "people", who said that he must learn What about Xunzi's "rituals"?

Who said you must follow the path of the sages?

Who said that a disciple must walk exactly the same path as the teacher, or even learn from his own teacher's path?
Although the road that the teacher has traveled is easy, he cannot see the scenery he wants along the way.

So, is it not good to take a road that no one else has taken?

This road may be difficult or difficult, and perhaps the scenery is not as beautiful as the road of the teacher or the road of the sages.

But the scenery in it is what I like, isn't it?

The moment the flowers bloom, if you get enlightened.

At this moment, in this world, for some reason, Fusu walked on this noisy street, but it was like walking on a long road without any noise.

There was excitement and gentleness in his eyes, which could even be called compassion.

Flowers bloom and enlightenment.

Chen Ke looked at Fusu whose eyes and even the temperament of his body had changed behind him, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.

No matter whether his current status is Fengchang or governor, whether it is county magistrate or something else.

He had only one identity at the beginning.

Fusu's teacher.

A teacher is also a person who preaches, accepts karma and solves doubts.

Chen Ke's path is not suitable for anyone in this era, and what he has learned and seen is not suitable for anyone in this era.

Forcibly bringing knowledge that does not belong to this era to this era, forcibly transforming the thoughts of people of this era into the thoughts of his era.

That will not bring about change, it will just destroy this person, this era.

So Fusu can't walk his way, and Fusu is not suitable to follow his way. His way is too complicated and chaotic.

Even Chen Ke didn't know what his own path was.

His path is very complicated, and many knowledges are mixed together.

His learning was very disorganized, coupled with his "golden fingers" lead to excellent memory.

"Miscellaneous" is not enough to describe him.

No one else has his ability.

So he couldn't let himself ruin his disciple, he turned his head and looked at Fusu who was following behind him.

From following the trend to having my own rhythm.

At this time, Chen Ke was excited, emotional, and even had some unspeakable emotions.

It was not the first time he became a teacher, but it was the first time he felt this sense of accomplishment.

Fusu should have his own way.

When thinking like this, Chen Ke even felt a little lost.

It's like a child raised by his own hands has finally grown up.

This is a good thing.

Chen Ke continued to walk forward, and at this time Fusu had come out of that dreamy mood, and he was sorting out his thoughts.

Fusu knows her personality, so she chooses a path that suits her best.

It is not the "miscellaneous" who is a teacher and helps the world, nor is it the "tyrant" who is coercive by the father, nor is it the "benevolence" of other sages or even himself.

The sages talked about "benevolence", and most of them were assisted by ministers and assisted by "common people's happiness".

But in Fusu's view, his own "benevolence" is a certain vocabulary that the teacher said before, such as "inner sage and outer king".

The people are so stupid.

When the teacher wants to implement a series of policies, those leaders actually have opinions.

But after the results of what the teacher did, the heads of Guizhou began to cheer, jump for joy, and became excited about the results.

So he wanted to be a "martyr" like emperor.

Do what you want to do, do what you think is good for the people and the heads of Guizhou.

Let those who oppose you die.

How can a person who allows others to die to complete the Tao in his heart not be a "martyr"?

Fusu raised his head with a smile, his footsteps were no longer chaotic, but had his own pace.

He also finally understood why his teacher and his father asked him to come to Penglai. This place was not just a test site that the teacher found for him.

It was also the pilot that the teacher found for him.

Taking a state as an experiment, the experiment is not only the teacher's policy, but also the ability to control and govern Penglai.

This is the purpose of the teacher and father asking me to follow.

It's not just about letting yourself be the teacher's second-in-command.

Fusu had never felt that the world in front of him was so clear. He looked at everything around him, as if he saw all the people here.

The lives of the people in Penglaizhou need him to create.

Municipal Department of Property Office

Guan Zhuo pressed his forehead slightly, he has been very busy these days.

It's almost autumn harvest.

The Municipal Property Administration is about to face the first huge problem, which is the problem of food reserves.

The people have to pay taxes, and these taxes have to be transported to the major granaries.

In addition to these taxes, their city material department has another thing to control, and that is to collect some grains. The purchase of these grains is subject to quantity and price restrictions.

He must come up with a price and quantity.

And this quantity and price must take into account the situation of Daqin in the next year, or even the next three years.

The quantity can't be too much, and the price can't be too high, otherwise the heads of Guizhou will throw out the grain recklessly, and those grain vendors will also take this opportunity to beat the court's autumn wind.

But it can't be too little, and the price can't be too low, otherwise it will hurt the heads of Guizhou who are farming.

One year's harvest is here, and this figure is very difficult to draw up.

Guan Zhuo looked at the people around him and said, "What do you think the price and quantity should be?"

The person sitting next to him thought for a while before saying, "Zhang Ling, at the current price, the market price is three cents a bucket of millet."

"Then the price we set should be slightly higher than this price."

"But in order to guard against those merchants, we have to set conditions."

"If you exceed the number of stones, you have to cut the price."

"If there is no more than three shi of grain, the price is four qian per dou, and if it exceeds three shi of grain, the price is three qian per dou."

"In this way, those merchants can be restricted."

"Isn't what the merchants are doing is profit? After we set the price, they have no profit to plunder, and they will naturally give up this matter."

Guan Zhuo nodded slightly, kept calculating in his mind, and finally came up with a number.

It's just that the price has been raised slightly.

Anything less than three stones is four coins, and anything more than three stones is three and a half coins.

They want to buy food. For those wealthy businessmen, if there is no profit at all, they will not sell it.

This is not a good thing for them either.

Although half a qian is not much, it is a dou, and once it is ten dou, it is five qian.

Generally speaking, those rich merchants and big merchants sell grain, mostly for three to four hundred shi, or even thousands of shi.

In this way, it is more than 1000 yuan, or even tens of thousands of yuan.

Merchants make multiple profits, whether it is big profits or small profits.

Thinking of this, Guan Zhuo glanced at the person next to him again, and then said: "You are also diligent in doing things by my side."

"And he is indeed talented."

"Ben Ling suffered from no one to recommend him back then, but today he met someone like me back then, how could he not recommend him?"

"I can tell you in advance that the governor should hold another assessment in this winter."

"For the time being, this assessment is only aimed at the small officials in the government office and the people in the Baijia Palace."

"And the assessment is also different."

While writing his own things, Guan Zhuo seemed completely oblivious to the surprises of the people around him.

"Penglaizhou is full of waste, and there are many vacancies that need manpower. According to the information I heard, the governor seems to intend to clearly mark the positions."

"The assessment is divided into two sessions. The first session is the same for everyone, while the second session has different assessments for different positions."

Guan Zhuo put down the pen in his hand, this is not considered cheating.

"Now that the autumn wind is blowing in September, if you want to hold this assessment in December, then you must release the news in mid-October."

"I just told you ten days in advance, so that you can prepare for more than ten days. You don't have to worry about it."

The young man at the side was already very excited, after Guan Zhuo finished speaking, he kowtowed and said: "Song Liu, thank you for your command."

Guan Zhuo waved his hand, picked up the plan on the table, and then left the government office.

He still needs to go to the governor and deputy governor to report and approve the purchase of grain for this autumn harvest, and he needs to allocate money from the state.

After the money was allocated in the state, he was still busy distributing the money in batches to the municipal property departments of various counties and counties.

Fortunately, their city property department also made a lot of money from the previous farm tools.

Although most of the money has to be handed over, so far, the imperial court has not yet established the National Municipal Property Administration, so the money is still with them for the time being.

Just can't move easily.

Inside the Governor's Palace
in a small yard

Di Lun looked at Xu Fu with a nervous expression: "Xu Shiling, do you think Governor Chen will help us?"

Xu Fu sighed faintly, looked at Di Lun and said, "King Shang, you don't have to worry."

"Governor Chen has always been kind-hearted. Knowing that the country of Shang is in danger, he will definitely help the country of Shang."

"only."

Seeing Xu Fu's hesitation, Di Lun was a little anxious: "But what?"

Xu Fu said helplessly: "But not everyone in the imperial court is as kind-hearted as Governor Chen. If the voice of opposition is too loud, I'm afraid the governor will be alone."

(End of this chapter)