People in the early Tang Dynasty: I compete with Wu Zhao for the throne

Chapter 1783 Sima Guang is right, the wealth of the world is limited
On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky was clear.

In the Lizheng Hall, Liu Jinyu lay on the bed, looking at the clear sky through the extremely thin white gauze window, feeling a little curious.

This white screen window is almost transparent, and you can clearly see the sky outside.

This was something that had just been presented as tribute from Yangzhou, and it was replaced in the palace within a day.

Fortunately, the windows are divided into two layers, and there are thick curtains on the inside, as well as a stove in the hall, otherwise I would have caught a cold.

Liu Jinyu often keeps the window closed, and occasionally opens it to take a look when she needs some fresh air.

She had a feeling that this kind of gauze window might not be of much use in winter, but in summer, countless people would definitely flock to it.

Yangzhou, Yangzhou.

A familiar sound of footsteps sounded outside the hall. Liu Jinyu suddenly came back to his senses and said, "Close the window."

"Yes!" The voice of a palace maid sounded under the palace door, and then the windows were closed one by one.

"Mom." Xia'er, who was already ten years old, strode in from outside in a bright red cashmere skirt. When she saw Liu Jinyu, she rushed over to her and started playing with her, laughing.

"Okay, okay." Liu Jinyu smiled and patted her daughter's shoulder, saying, "Why don't you go to the study hall today? What are you doing here?"

"My daughter came to see my younger brother." Xia'er curiously looked over and looked at Li Zhihe who was lying in the cradle on the side. Looking at his young and tender appearance, she couldn't help but laugh.

Liu Jinyu shook his head and said, "He'er still needs to rest, don't mess around. When you have time, go to the inner study hall and tell Zhao'er that your father will test his knowledge again on the ninth day of the lunar year. Tell him to be prepared."

"Yes!" Xia'er stood up immediately and bowed in a proper manner.

"You, go quickly." Liu Jinyu waved her hand and sent her daughter away.

Looking at his daughter striding out of the hall, Liu Jinyu felt a headache.

She is already ten years old and still doesn't pay attention to etiquette. How can she marry into a good family in the future?
But her husband, the current emperor, is still indulgent.

But it's only three or four years, it's time to get married.

Regarding Xiaer's marriage, Liu Jinyu had mentioned it to Li Xuan a long time ago, and Li Xuan had also set the standards.

He must be wealthy, knowledgeable, able to understand people's minds, have a certain amount of military power, and have a good family background.

But there are probably very few people who meet that standard.

Originally, Lu Xiangxian was one of Liu Jinyu's candidates, but unfortunately Lu Xiangxian was not only much older, but also already married and was He Zhizhang's sister.

Liu Jinyu's thoughts drifted to an unknown place in a short period of time.

Guanzhong clan, Shandong gentry, or Jiangnan family?

While drowsy, Liu Jinyu subconsciously blocked the Jiangnan aristocratic families from her mind, because she knew that her husband had always been most wary of the Jiangnan aristocratic families.

……

Outside the Taiji Gate, countless dignitaries were standing in line.

Tang Jianri walked out of the Ministry of Personnel and onto the palace road. Seeing the local governors standing there waiting to be summoned by the emperor, he couldn't help but sigh.

The governors of the most important provinces in the world arrived one after another.

Apart from the known Youzhou governor Dou Huaiqi, they had no allies.

Tang Jianri even wondered if Dou Huaiqi would change his mind if he saw what happened today.

At this moment, countless officials in front of Taiji Gate made way, and then Princess Fuchang, dressed in a red skirt, came out.

Without paying any attention to the ministers, she headed straight for the East Palace with a dozen palace maids and guards.

Tang Jianri narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering if he could do something to the princess.

But then, Tang Jianri couldn't help shaking his head, because he went to the Ministry of Personnel today because his transfer order had come down.

Yes, he is going to be transferred from the Ministry of Works.

After the new year, he will be transferred to a local area.

Tang Jianri couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. He could no longer help with the affairs of Youzhou, so he had to inform Zhou Jitong. Among the few of them, Zhou Jitong had been the only one who had stayed in Youzhou.

But fortunately, I came back these two days.

……

The night was dark.

Tang Jianri pushed open the door, took a few steps, and then lay down directly on the bed.

Smelling of alcohol.

"Heh!" A sneer suddenly came from the corner of the room. Tang Jianri suddenly woke up, his right hand tightly grasping the knife under the bed.

"What's up? I can't hear your voice after not seeing you for a year?" A burly man in black brocade clothes walked out from the darkness.

Tang Jianri suddenly came to his senses: "Is it you?"

Guo Huihui looked at Tang Jianri and asked coldly, "In the past year, besides repairing the house in Lingyan Pavilion, what else have you done?"

"Me?" Tang Jianri was stunned, then he lay down on the bed and said indifferently, "I didn't do much. I helped Zhou Jitong cover up the incident in Youzhou, contacted the Chai family, and learned about the inner court. I was transferred from the Langzhong of the Ministry of Works to the Changshi of Hangzhou, and was promoted to the fifth rank Shangzhong San Dafu. How is it?"

"I'm still one step away from becoming a fourth-rank official." Guo Hui looked at Tang Jianri and said softly, "And do you really think that your Hangzhou Chief was just a random person?"

"What do you mean?" Tang Jianri saw Guo Huiyue suddenly turned over and looked at him in disbelief: "Did you do this job of being the chief historian of Hangzhou?"

"Although we are hiding, we still have some people in the court." Guo Huiyue's mouth flashed with a hint of pride. Tang Jianri's mind suddenly flashed the figure of Cui Shenji, the Minister of Personnel, but he immediately shook his head. If Cui Shenji could help, he would not have betrayed him that year.

If it wasn't Cui Shenji, who could it be? Cui Shenji's confidant who was transferred to the Ministry of Personnel.

Tang Jianri came back to his senses, looked at Guo regretfully, and said, "Why did you transfer me to Hangzhou?"

"Do you know that the pseudo-emperor will be touring Yangzhou next year?" Guo regretted his words, and Tang Jianri suddenly looked up.

"Is it strange?" Guo Hui couldn't help laughing, then he shook his head and said, "Although we don't have many people, each of us is in a key position. The rumors in the false emperor's court cannot be hidden from us at all."

"Zhongshu Sheren, or Jieshi Zhong?" Tang Jianri looked at Guo Huiyue and said thoughtfully, "It can't be Zhongshu Sheren. The people the pseudo-emperor trusts the most have been transferred to Zhongshu Sheren, so it can only be Jieshi Zhong, an old and senior Jieshi Zhong..."

"Okay!" Guo Huihui interrupted Tang Jianri directly, looked at him coldly, and said, "The pseudo-emperor will go to Yangzhou next year. It seems that he is inspecting, but in fact, he is going for the navy guard. You should understand that the pseudo-emperor will definitely attack Silla in the future, and he must attack Silla from both land and sea at the same time."

"Youzhou and Dengzhou." Tang Jianri said, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Although the false emperor will definitely not make a big move in Dengzhou to alarm the Silla people, but Yangzhou... Sir, have you forgotten that I went to Hangzhou?"

"Hangzhou is far from Yangzhou, but Hangzhou Bay and the Yangtze River estuary are very close!" Guo regretted this sentence, revealing his real purpose of looking for Tang Jianri.

Monitoring the Yangtze River estuary from Hangzhou Bay is what Tang Jianri, the new chief of Hangzhou, needs to do most.

"So what happens next?" Tang Jianri looked up at Guo Huiyue and asked, "How are you going to tell the Silla people about this?"

Guo Huihui suddenly stared at Tang Jianri, then he shook his head in surprise: "You have become smarter."

Tang Jianri still looked at Guo regretfully.

Guo regretted taking a deep breath and said, “We have always been in contact with the Silla people, but not in Chang'an, but in Youzhou.”

"Youzhou?" Tang Jianri was surprised, and then asked: "Are you in contact with Dou Huaiqi or Zhou Jitong?"

Guo regretted sneering softly, then shook his head and said: "It's not a good thing for young people to know too much."

Tang Jianri fell silent.

"Since you want to know the truth so much, how about I tell you another thing today?" Guo Hui looked at Tang Jianri with a frivolous look.

Tang Jianri took a deep breath, bowed calmly and said, "Please speak."

Guo looked out the window with regret and said softly, "You know, the Feng family is in Hengshui, Jizhou, and there has always been a saying that the Feng family owns half of the city."

"Did something happen in their family?" Tang Jianri couldn't help but want to fight, but under Guo's regretful gaze, he had to sit down again.

"Over the years, their family has killed many people in Jizhou. It's not uncommon for one or two lucky ones to run from Jizhou to Chang'an and prepare to beat the imperial drum to file a complaint." Guo Huizuo shook his head calmly.

"Come to Chang'an and beat the imperial drum to file a complaint." Tang Jianri looked at Guo Hui with suspicion and said, "Could this be your doing?"

"Why bother?" Guo Huiyue shook his head directly. He looked at Tang Jianri and said, "There is only one thing you need to do, and that is to find a way to tell Shangshu Zuocheng Feng Yuanchang about this matter."

"Feng Zuocheng?" Tang Jianri frowned, then shook his head and said, "I don't see him on weekdays, not to mention that I will be leaving for the south on the sixth day of next year."

"Are you going to the palace on New Year's Eve?" Guo Hui asked softly.

"I'm not going to the palace." Tang Jianri shook his head and said, "The queen just gave birth to a child, and the emperor intends to reduce the scale of the New Year's Eve banquet, so there won't be too many people going, and naturally I won't be included."

"Where is Lu Yuan, where is Princess Heyu's husband Lu Yuan?" Guo regretted saying a name that surprised Tang Jianri greatly.

"He, he shouldn't go." After thinking about it, Tang Jianri couldn't help but shook his head.

"Then tomorrow, you go to the West Market, buy some things, chat with him, reveal some information, and he will come to you for the rest." Guo Huihui sneered and said, "Feng Yuanchang is the elder that Lu Yuan can rely on the most in the court. If something happens to the Feng family, he will not ignore it."

Tang Jianri understood Guo's regret a little bit. He nodded and said, "Use this case to contact Feng Zuocheng through Lu Yuan, and then contact the Lu family through Feng Zuocheng?"

"Without the support of the big families in Hebei, it will be difficult for us in Hebei to completely cut off the food supply to the pseudo-imperial capital." Guo Hui sighed and retreated silently into the darkness.

……

On New Year’s Eve, the Zheng Hall was established.

Li Xuan, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat on the bed, flipping through a secret book in his hand, with a slight smug look on his face.

Liu Jinyu, who was holding Li Zhihe, looked at Li Xuan like this and couldn't help asking, "Husband, is there something good?"

"It's not a good thing, it's just that a chicken has fallen into the trap." Li Xuan's mouth showed a hint of pride. After planning for so long, everything finally entered the fast lane.

Liu Jinyu leaned over to take a look, then frowned and said, "My husband wants to deal with the Feng family? Why do you have to beat around the bush like this?"

"The reason needs to be a justifiable one." Li Xuan put down the memorial and said softly, "Officials in the world are actually all one family. When the emperor punishes an official, they will inevitably think of themselves as the emperor. If it is a common crime, but the emperor wants to deprive his family of the foundation of survival, all officials in the world will rebel."

"Just like Yang Guang?" Liu Jinyu immediately understood.

Li Xuan nodded gently and said, "Hebei is so small. If you want to restore peace and order to Hebei, you must use a valid reason to confiscate the property. Otherwise, the aristocratic families in Hebei will rebel."

Liu Jinyu thought about it and nodded.

Li Xuan looked outside the hall.

Sima Guang once said that the wealth of the world has a fixed limit. The more imperial power there is, the less people there are.

Li Xuan once thought that Sima Guang was wrong. After all, there was a wider world besides the Tang and Song dynasties, even in heaven and underground.

But only now did Li Xuan understand that Sima Guang's words should not be interpreted from this perspective.

He said no, it was not that the wealth of the world was fixed, but that the hands that plundered the wealth of the world were fixed.

If you have more, he will have less.

No matter how much wealth you have in the world, it is always these hands that distribute the wealth, and the proportions are always the same.

If one of the hands cannot be cut off, how can those who originally have no right to distribution obtain the wealth they deserve?
(End of this chapter)