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Chapter 548 0545 [Clean the streets! 】

Han Zhen spoke slowly and said loudly: "In the alliance of Yangzhou, Zhao and Song paid tribute to our Qi Dynasty, burned oaths, killed three animals, and warned heaven and earth. But you ignored the law of heaven, rebelled against the relationship between monarchs and ministers, secretly colluded with foreign barbarians, and joined forces to conquer Qi, do you know your guilt?”

"I am aware of my guilt."

Zhao Ji fell to the ground and responded.

"You are rebellious and immoral, causing people to starve and become homeless. Do you know your guilt?"

"I am aware of my guilt."

Every time Han Zhen asked something, Zhao Ji's eyes twitched. He wanted to refute, but he didn't have the courage, so he had to lie down and confess.

Yan Jie in the corner of the main hall was writing furiously, recording the conversation verbatim.

This conversation in the palace today will be recorded in the "History of the Song Dynasty" in the future.

In fact, there are special historian records for such great court gatherings.

Now, Zhao Ji has been granted the title of "Feng Jing Jie", which makes all the courtiers feel a sense of reincarnation.

For example, when Liu Bang gave his eldest brother's son the title of Feng Guagang, he was mocking what his eldest sister-in-law had done when he was down and out.

Han Zhen will not kill Zhao Ji.

Yi Zhong literally means sweeping and cleaning the streets.

Moreover, the world was in chaos at that time. After the war between the two capitals, the Yuan Dynasty was on the verge of collapse. The red scarf army among the people was gradually gaining momentum. It did not allow the historians to have too much time to compile history books. In addition, the compilers were not good enough. , which led to the confusion of "History of the Song Dynasty".

Generally speaking, after the previous dynasty fell and the current dynasty was established, it was time to start compiling history immediately. The Yuan Dynasty delayed it for too long.

The main reason for this is that "History of the Song Dynasty" was written in the late Yuan Dynasty, which is quite a long time ago.

The "History of the Song Dynasty" in its original time and space is extremely chaotic, messy and rough, with many errors and omissions. Its chronicles, chronicles, biographies, and biographies often contradict each other.

The title awarded by the officials is a bit of a loss.

Even if it was Zhao Ji, when he heard this title, he couldn't help but blush with shame and anger.

For a moment, many officials in the hall looked at him in surprise.

After the conviction, the next step is to deal with it.

Disobedient Marquis, for the former king of a country, using disobedience as a title is no longer just ironic, but a real humiliation.

Another example is the unjust title given to Liu Xiu.

Zhao Ji held back his shame and anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward. I am deeply grateful."

The emperor's granting of titles was not the first of its kind by Han Zhen, but had existed since ancient times.

Not only Zhao Ji himself knew this, but many civil and military officials in the court also knew it, but how to deal with it depended on Han Zhen's thoughts.

Cleaning the Street has two meanings.

However, as the historian of the Living Notes, he also needs to remember it, because the Living Notes are the basic material for compiling the history of the country. In this way, later generations can double verify it when compiling history books.

Han Zhen smiled slightly, looked past Zhao Ji, glanced around Cai Jing, his son and others, and said solemnly: "There is a traitor hidden among you, who is using power for personal gain, taking bribes and perverting the law. He was taken to Dali Temple and handed over to the Supervisory Council for interrogation."

There used to be a gangster in the north of Tokyo, nicknamed the Street Tiger, who was a bully in the city. Once he appeared, everyone on the street would run away.

At this time, Zhao Ji suddenly asked: "May I ask, Your Majesty, how much is your title, title, and fiefdom?"

"minister……"

Xie Ding and Chang Yukun looked at each other and saw a strange look in each other's eyes.

Zhao Ji still kept his posture lying on the ground, feeling uneasy.

This man was nominally the emperor of Zhao Song, but in fact everyone knew that he was just a puppet pushed to the front by Zhao Ji.

It is a common practice for this dynasty to compile the history of the previous dynasty.

The next moment, Lao Jiu led the guards in front of the palace and escorted Cai Jing and other Zhao and Song ministers out of the hall.

Hearing this, Qin Hui and others felt as if they were mourning for their heirs, filled with fear and fear.

Liu Xiu's attack failed for four years, so he announced: "Whoever kills Peng Chong can be made a marquis". So Peng Chong's slaves secretly killed Peng Chong and dedicated it to Liu Xiu. However, Liu Xiu despised the seller for seeking glory, so he made him an unjust marquis.

Peng Chong joined forces with Liu Xiu, but due to his lack of merit and lack of reward, he became dissatisfied and decided to rebel.

Seeing that Zhao Ji remained silent, Han Zhen frowned and said, "Why don't you want to accept the title?"

This guy's face... is really thick.

This kind of thing is not unusual, his old Zhao family has done it before.

On the other hand, it is an insinuation that Zhao Ji hates dogs.

Once you find that the records of something in history books and daily notes are completely opposite, you will treat it with caution.

Seeing this, Han Zhen said loudly: "In addition to the title of King Zhao Ji, I will be granted the title of Jingjie."

Street cleaning time?
As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials in the court looked strange.

Zhao Ji didn't care, since he had already accepted the title of Marquis of Jingjie anyway, so he simply broke the pot and asked the question he was most concerned about.

In the early Song Dynasty, after a full year of fighting, the Southern Tang Dynasty was captured. Zhao Da, who was so angry, gave Li Yu the title of Marquis of Disobedience.

As for Zhao Kai, he was ignored by Han Zhen.

In the Han Dynasty, the title of nobility was a formal fiefdom, and the tax revenue of the entire fiefdom, that is, the food and land, belonged to the lord.

Therefore, the location of the fiefdom and the number of fiefdoms were directly related to the Lord's income.

According to the "Book of Han·Shi Huo Zhi", during the Western Han Dynasty, the annual taxes that Wanhuhou received from the food estates were about 200,000 to 300,000 yuan. If calculated based on the prices of the Western Han Dynasty, it would be equivalent to 40 million to 300,000 yuan in later generations. Between 60 million.

This does not include the rewards from the court and the salary of his official position. If added together, he would have as much as 500,000 yuan a year, which is equivalent to 100 million in future generations.

The key is that titles can be passed on to future generations.

Now we understand why when we attacked the city, even though we knew that the first ten people to climb would be dead, why were countless soldiers still rushing towards us, scrambling to be the first?
Of course, the titles in the Song Dynasty were not as good as those in the Han Dynasty. They only had ranks and no fiefs. Although they also had houses, they were actually just titles, equivalent to a fixed salary.

For example, Liu Qi's title was the son of Jingning County, with a settlement of 600 households.

According to the standards of the Song Dynasty, a household was worth one hundred dollars. For his title, the annual fixed salary was only seven hundred dollars.

Seven hundred guan is a huge sum of money for ordinary people, but it is really not enough for the Lord of Tokyo City. He has to count it on his fingers even if he goes to Fanlou to have a drink.

Zhao Ji doesn't care about that much. He is penniless now and relies on his title to live on.

The amount of food is related to his quality of life in the future.

Han Zhen said: "If you don't have food, someone will explain it to you."

You still want food and property, but you want to eat shit?

Just sweep the streets for me!
Zhao Ji felt a thump in his heart and thought to himself that it was not good.

After the court dispersed, a group of officials left the hall.

Zhao Ji and Zhao Kai's father and son were mixed in the crowd, looking out of place.

As if they were avoiding the god of plague, all the courtiers kept distance from their father and son, for fear of having any connection with them.

All the way out of Xuandemen, I saw an official coming towards me.

"Stay here while the streets are being cleaned."

Zhao Ji paused and asked cautiously: "What are you doing?"

The official said: "His Majesty's decree is that from now on, the Jingjie Marquis will be responsible for cleaning this imperial street, and his monthly salary will always be three hundred cents."

Sweep...sweep the streets? Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and he felt extremely angry.

I think that he, the majestic Emperor of the Song Dynasty, should be treated with courtesy even if he is now the king of subjugation.

Han Zhen, kid, how dare you bully me like this?
The key salary is only three hundred cents, what is enough for this amount of money?
Not even enough to go to Fanlou for a cup of tea.

"Ok?"

Seeing his indignant expression, the official raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to resist the edict of Cleaning the Street?"

When he heard the word "resisting the decree", Zhao Ji suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball and sneered: "Haha, I accept the order."

The official ordered: "I will be on duty here tomorrow at the beginning of the month. If you dare to do the job perfunctorily, don't blame me for deducting the salary of the Marquis."

Although he was called Lord Marquis, his tone was not respectful at all, but full of joking.

Zhao Ji responded calmly: "I...I understand."

After the explanation, the official left with satisfaction.

Staring at the official's back, Zhao Kai clenched his fists and said angrily: "Han Zhen deceived people too much!"

Zhao Ji sighed: "People have to lower their heads when they are under the eaves. Just clean the streets. It is better than losing your life."

Zhao Kai was about to cry but had no tears, so he asked in a confused tone: "Father, where should we go now?"

Zhao Ji thought for a while and said, "Find a place to stay first."

Han Zhen's son did such a great job that he was not even given a mansion. The father and his son were penniless and had to find a way to stay first, otherwise they would have to sleep on the streets tonight.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the field of vision.

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, he hurried forward and shouted: "Wu Qing, Wu Qing."

Wu Min, who was talking to Li Ruoshui, looked up and saw that the person coming was Zhao Ji. He couldn't help but frown: "Zhao Ji, please respect yourself. You and I are officials in the same dynasty, how can we be worthy of each other?"

"I made a slip of the tongue. I hope Wu Shangshu won't be surprised." Zhao Ji immediately changed his words.

Li Ruoshui on the side saw this, cupped his hands and said: "Since Wu Shangshu has something to do, I will leave first."

"Qing Qing, please wait a moment."

Wu Min didn't dare to let him go. He didn't care about being rude and reached out to grab Li Ruoshui's sleeve.

Zhao Ji is now the god of plague in the court, and no one wants to have anything to do with him and cause trouble, especially Wu Min, the old ministers of Zhao and Song Dynasties.

They were originally surrendered ministers of Zhao Song Dynasty, and they had close contacts with Zhao Ji, the former master. What would the officials think, what would the Inspectorate think, and what would the Shandong officials think?
Seeing that he could not escape, Wu Min did not dare to get along with Zhao Ji alone, so he asked Li Ruoshui to accompany him so that he could explain it later.

After stabilizing Li Ruoshui, Wu Min asked: "I wonder why Zhao Hou is looking for my official office?"

Zhao Ji rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I am short of money now. Can Wu Shangshu borrow some money? I will pay it back in full after a while. It is not too much, thirty to fifty thousand guan is enough."

Three to fifty thousand guan, not to mention that Wu Min didn't have it, even if he did, he wouldn't dare to borrow it.

The official granted him the title of Jing Jiehou, but he neither had a city to live in nor a residence to live in. This made his attitude clear.

Just to make Zhao Ji suffer.

In this case, who dares to borrow money?

Wu Min spread his hands, made up an excuse casually, and said, "Unfortunately, my hometown was repairing the ancestral house and ancestral hall a few days ago, and I sent all the money back to my hometown. I really can't help. Why don't Zhao Hou find other colleagues? Ask?"

Zhao Ji couldn't tell that this was prevarication, and said angrily: "Wu Min, in the past I... used to treat you well, but now I am penniless. I just asked you to borrow some money to tide over the difficulties temporarily. Why do you have to be so heartless?"

Wu Min said: "Where is Zhao Hou? I really have no money. How can I borrow it?"

"Humph!"

Zhao Ji snorted coldly, turned around and left angrily.

Seeing this, Li Ruoshui on the side shook his head and laughed: "Even in such a situation, you still can't change your extravagant temper. You open your mouth and shut it up for tens of thousands of dollars. The official is right, he should be allowed to suffer and experience the world. suffering."

Wu Min sighed slightly: "Hey, don't talk to others behind your back. Let's go."

……

Zhao Kai said angrily: "Wu Min, if he hadn't been appreciated by the emperor at the beginning, he wouldn't be the county magistrate now. Now he has rebelled against the Song Dynasty and surrendered to the Qi Dynasty. He actually stood by and watched when the emperor was in trouble. He is really a wolf-hearted person!"

Zhao Ji smiled bitterly: "It's not that he doesn't want to borrow it, it's that he doesn't dare to borrow it."

After all, he saw clearly. It was just a moment of impatience, but now he has come to his senses.

Han Zhen'er clearly wants to humiliate him, who dares to help him?
Zhao Kai suddenly panicked: "Then... what should we do?"

He had been well-fed and clothed since he was a child, and even though he had escaped to the south, he had not suffered any crime. The thought of sleeping on the street made him panic.

Zhao Ji thought: "It seems that we can only find other children to help."

"Wow!"

Zhao Kai slapped his thigh and said: "Ninth brother and the others are all in the capital. They are taken care of by the fifth sister and the fourteenth sister. They must be living well."

Immediately, his face fell again: "But Father, we don't know where the ninth brother and the others live now. The capital is so big, how can we find the year of the monkey, the horse and the moon?"

"I have my own way."

Zhao Ji smiled slightly and sounded confident.

As for Zhao Ji, he has a lot of clever ideas. He actually brought Zhao Kai all the way to Kaifeng Mansion.

Upon learning that Zhao Ji was coming, Heli, the governor of Kaifeng, felt a headache.

But it was hard to see him, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and invite the father and son to the lobby.

He Li asked, "I wonder why Lord Zhao came here?"

"Borrow money."

Zhao Ji said loudly, looking like he was generous.

He Li said helplessly: "Marquis Zhao should know the official's thoughts and don't force me to lie."

Zhao Ji said: "It's okay if you don't want to borrow it. How can Fu Yin help me find a few people?"

He Li asked: "Who does Zhao Hou want to find?"

"My children."

"That's... okay."

It is a natural thing for me to find children, and no one can find fault with it.

He Li immediately called Hu Cao's supplementary officer to find the residence of Zhao Gou and others.

These former princes and concubines were under special care and were registered in Kaifeng Mansion, and were monitored day and night by spies from the Secret Service.

Not long after, He Li handed over a piece of paper, which showed the current residence of the thirty-something prince, Di Ji.

"I am busy with official duties, does Zhao Hou have anything else to do?"

Seeing that He Li issued an order to expel guests, Zhao Ji flicked the paper in his hand, hummed softly, and walked out of the government office with steady steps.

Outside the government office, Zhao Kai looked at the address on the paper and asked, "Father, whose house are we going to?"

Zhao Ji said: "Let's go to Jun Hu's house first."

Junhu is Zhao Gou's nickname.

(End of this chapter)