Red Mansion: I am Jia Lian

Chapter 86 The government and the public are boiling over

Emperor Chenghui thought the word "swearing" was so expressive!

The shrews on the street exchanged vulgar words with each other, and the Gonggun princes in the government and the public seemed to have verbal battles without uttering a single curse word. In essence, there was no difference in Emperor Chenghui's eyes.

In life, isn't it all about profit? But there are many forms of benefit.

The jade card that Li Heng got was not simple. It was the kind of pass that allowed him to enter the palace at any time in front of the palace gate.

This kind of treatment is the only one among the princes.

In order to be worthy of this treatment, Li Heng squatted in the printing office and printed newspapers all night. Around dawn, after watching the newsboys carrying newspapers out, he remembered something and turned around to tell the waiter beside him.

"Let's arrange it. Register all the newsboys and arrange a place for them to live together. They will have three meals a day and two sets of clothes and shoes for each season. Find two accomplished scholars to teach the newsboys. Let's arrange it like this for now. I will ask for advice later. Come on, master."

At this time, Li Heng was particularly excited and his mind was very clear. Suddenly he realized one thing, why Jia Lian had always been lukewarm towards him. To sum it up, it was [Shu Zi's shortcomings and strategies].

I used to think that these newsboys were a burden, but now I understand that as long as these newsboys who don't have three meals a day can get a lot of unexpected benefits, as long as they are treated well. Let’s ask Jia Lian later about the specific benefits.

Due to different perceptions of many things, what Jia Lian could see, he could not.

Jia Lian, who had taken a long leave to study peacefully at home, thought that his family would care about him, but when he said hello in the morning, Jia She yawned. After listening to Jia Lian's story, he looked at the ceiling with dull eyes, and it took him a while to say goodbye. One sentence: "Very good!"

Jia Lian seriously doubted whether the old man had fallen into disrepair.

"Father should take care of his health!" Now is the critical moment before the provincial examination, and Jia Lian must play the role of a filial son and a virtuous grandson.

Jia She sneered twice: "That bunch of bastards wanted to make a fool of me last night, and they were worthy of it. The five of us engaged in a wheel battle, huh! I'm fine. You can study with peace of mind. It doesn't matter whether you can pass the provincial examination or not. The key is to be determined to learn." "

The old man suddenly became kind and peaceful, which made Jia Lian a little uncomfortable.

Jia Lian stood up and left. There was a young woman beside Jia She. She pressed his head with her hands and whispered in a low voice: "Master, brother Lian will definitely succeed in the imperial examination and shine on the family lintel. When the time comes, he will make the people in the second room jealous."

Jia She snorted angrily and said, "Okay, just hope that Zong'er will grow up smoothly."

Jia Lian did not expect to encounter Mrs. Xing in the yard. The woman came from the kitchen, and the maid behind her was holding a cup in her hand.

"Brother Lian, are you here to say hello to me?" Mrs. Xing actually took the initiative to say hello, which made Jia Lian feel very unreal.

"Yeah!" I didn't understand what she was thinking, so I simply responded.

"Brother Lian, have you ever met Mr. Yang? Your father is getting older. I can't help but make him some supplements every day."

Jia Lian looked at the cup in the maid's hand and immediately found the answer. Are you worried about Jia She's health by taking supplements so early in the morning?

Mrs. Xing probably didn't have the guts to do anything random. It was probably a secret recipe that Jia She got from somewhere.

"Let's talk about it later. I don't want to talk nonsense about my father." Naturally, Jia Lian would not be fooled by such a simple and childish thing.

According to Yang's words, she should be Jia Zong's biological mother. Seriously speaking, Mrs. Xing is the mother. It is not a problem in Dongkuoyuan. Tanchun wants to call Mrs. Wang mother, but the biological mother wants to call aunt.

How about saying that ethics cannibalize people? This kind of rule is the derived rule of etiquette.

One person against the world, Jia Lian can only say that, please ask Gao Ming.

A system lasted for two thousand men from its birth to its end. This fully illustrates the problem that this system has a very strong vitality. There is no good or bad system, only appropriateness or inappropriateness.

This system was broken by external forces. The core factor that determines the survival of a system is productivity.

As a latecomer, there is no reason to criticize the existing system from the moral high ground.

Jia Lian is not a saint, and he has no intention of changing the world. As a layman, he just wants to live a more comfortable life.

Seeing Jia Rong circling back and forth with a slightly excited smile at the door of the yard, Jia Lian also walked over with a smile.

"Second Uncle Lian, hello!" Jia Rong came forward to salute and speak. Jia Lian smiled and waved his hand: "My family, it's hard to be polite."

"You are right. Your Majesty asked me to bring you a message. Those newsboys have arranged it according to your wishes. Your Majesty can't understand the reason." Jia Rong drove everyone around him away, and then said in a low voice Ask, and there is no written word.

In the past, Li Heng would often write a letter and bring it to Jia Lian, but Jia Lian would burn it after reading it every time. Now he just writes directly. This shows that Li Heng has made progress and learned to be cautious without leaving any words. The reason for doing this should be to protect the relationship between the two.

So, it can be seen that Li Heng received huge benefits from it, otherwise the treatment of the newsboys would not have been changed.

"Remember, stare at him and burn it after reading it. Tell him that he must burn it, otherwise there will be no next time." Jia Lian handed Jia Rong a letter. Jia Rong looked at the paint on it and nodded solemnly.

Half an hour later, Li Heng, who was waiting anxiously, saw Jia Rong, who was gasping for breath after Xiao Pao appeared. Jia Rong, who had taken out the letter, did not hand it over immediately, but spoke seriously: "Your Excellency, Uncle Lian has an explanation. After reading it, Immediately burn, if you don't agree, there will be no next time. I have been ordered to supervise you, and please forgive me."

If it were in the past, Li Heng could give Jia Rong a big mouth and let him understand the difference between superiority and inferiority. Now Li Heng raised his hand without hesitation: "Li Heng swears that he will be burned after reading. If he violates it, he will be punished by God!"

Modern people take swearing as fart, but ancient people really took it seriously. Not to mention oaths, even promises weighed a thousand pounds in the minds of ancient people. Li Bai has a poem that goes: Three cups of wine will make the five mountains lighter.

Human beings are like this. Every time they throw away their moral bottom line, the huge benefits gained drive humans to continue next time. Gradually, I became addicted to it, and one day it was counterattacked.

In front of Jia Rong, Li Heng opened the letter and read it. There were not many words. After reading it carefully, Li Heng felt like he was enlightened. There was one sentence in it that made Li Heng feel that this sentence alone was enough.

This sentence is "There are as many pairs of eyes looking at the city for you as there are newsboys".

Li Heng asked the chamberlain to light a lamp without hesitation, and then burned the letter. Not worried about this, he threw it into a basin and watered it, stirring it up before giving up. Everything was done by Li Heng himself. After he stood up, the smile on his face became more sincere and he told the waiter beside him: "Let the Printing Bureau print another five hundred copies and send them to the east of the city for free, to every store. "

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The new issue of "Beijing Minsheng Daily" is like a nuclear bomb being lit in the capital, blowing up the ancient city like an earthquake.

"Uncovering the Post" is like a sharp sword, piercing through the hypocritical masks hidden in dark corners. [Uncovering a post is like sediment turned up from the bottom of the water. The stench is nauseating. 】

[Inference of guilt without evidence is shameless, rogue, and has no bottom line! It will definitely put everyone in danger! 】

[When a saint talks about etiquette and exposes the evil of the post, it is like throwing the word etiquette on the ground and then stepping on it with ten thousand feet. 】

[Revealing the post is the beginning of rebellion! 】

In Jia Lian's opinion, the entire article was all about technique and no emotion.

But in the eyes of scholars of this era, it was not enough for someone to put the post under the sun, but also to bake it with fire.

From restaurants and bars to the streets, from the Imperial College to the Shuntian Prefecture's private schools, to the private Qingyun Academy, almost everyone participated in a big discussion.

The two sides of the debate are mainly: Party A: The existence of the post has a positive significance and can be used as a supplementary means to supervise the officialdom.

Party B: In the supervisory officialdom, there are dragon guards and supervisory censors. So, who should supervise the posting of posts and how?

The quarrels ranged from talking to physical persuasion. A mere post, because of an article, led to nearly a hundred fights between scholars in private colleges such as the Imperial College, Shuntian Fuxue, and Qingyun Academy, as well as in teahouses and restaurants.

This is not a battle between sweet and salty tofu nao, it’s a mouth-watering pleasure.

Because of the actual casualties caused, the Shuntian government officials were dispatched eighteen times. More fights were not recorded because both sides stopped fighting and went back to recover from their injuries.

People's debate soon shifted ground, because the "Beijing Minsheng Daily" added a supplement the next day and published two articles with opposing positions. The quarrel was still about the release of the post. This time the quarrel was by writing articles and also Used vernacular.

[Officials have corresponding supervision agencies, but what about speech? Don’t we need supervision? 】

[The existence of "The People's Voice of the Capital" and its address are officially registered and well-documented. A monk who can escape can't escape from the temple. 】

[The existence of newspapers allows public expression of opinions and facilitates government supervision. 】

[The rulers and ministers in the current imperial court are wise and virtuous. It is fine to express opinions in newspapers, but does it ensure that traitors will not be in power in the future? Who can guarantee that newspapers are not owned by traitors? 】

[You are choking while eating, why don’t you stop eating? 】

The two articles in the "Beijing Minsheng Daily" with opposing views were like adding cold water to a boiling pot of oil, and the commotion completely became louder.

The purpose that the person who originally posted the expose wanted to achieve was completely misled. A quarrel in the newspaper is not as important as a quarrel in the newspaper. How can I get the fragrance from the newspaper?

"Beijing Minsheng Daily" was blocked by a group of scholars at the door every day. In the end, they had no choice but to get a big box at the door and put it on the "Submission Box". The small letters on the side marked: What you need to know about submission, one, two, three, four.

The turmoil among the people is boiling, and the turmoil in the officialdom is also continuing. However, some people want to use public opinion to speak out, but now they can only come to nothing. There is no commotion among the people, and there is no big commotion in the officialdom.

The regular meeting of the imperial cabinet was held every ten days. Emperor Chenghui, who was in a good mood, walked into the conference room. He glanced at the cabinet ministers expressionlessly. After receiving a courtesy from the cabinet ministers, he bowed slightly and nodded: "Good morning, gentlemen!"

The procedure was set by Taizu. The cabinet ministers held hands and bowed to greet each other. The emperor returned the greeting, and then the meeting officially began.

The characteristic of the imperial meeting is that the cabinet ministers are given enough face, no big salutes are required, and they have a seat in front of the imperial court.

"Your Majesty, I am writing to ask you to carry out the policy of dividing children into acres. The rationale has been explained in the memorial." Zhang Ting'en stood up to speak, and Emperor Chenghui smiled at him: "My dear, please sit down!"

After Zhang Ting'en sat down, Li Qing stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I believe that the transfer of children into the family is related to the stability of the world, so we should proceed slowly."

"It's really ridiculous. You know it will benefit the country and the people, so why do you want to slow down?"

"You're talking lightly. Once it is implemented, the government and the opposition will oppose it, stir up rebellion, and even trigger a civil uprising. Will you be responsible?"

"It's so ridiculous, civil unrest, what are the people? Those who pay taxes and perform corvees to the imperial court are the people. These people own only half of the cultivated land in the world, but they have to bear all the taxes and corvees. In Mr. Li Ge's heart, really Do you treat people as human beings? Answer me!"

Zhang Ting'en's tone became particularly stern, but Li Qing still looked at each other expressionlessly without any fear. Instead, he asked: "Excuse me, Mr. Zhang Ge, do you still talk about the court's laws and regulations regarding the superiority and inferiority of superiors and inferiors? Officials and citizens are treated equally. Whose theory is this?"

The two lower-ranked cabinet ministers were in a tense confrontation, and the other three cabinet ministers were like statues, saying: You can pretend that I don't exist, I don't mind.

Zhang Ting'en grabbed the tea cup, while Li Qing picked up the inkstone in front of him. Seeing that a physical exchange was about to take place, the new chief assistant Kong Zhao couldn't stand it anymore and coughed: "Everyone, sit down. It is a serious crime to be disobedient before you."

Li Qing sat down first and still looked at Zhang Ting'en with disdain and said: "Governing a big country is like cooking small dishes, you stupid young man."

Zhang Ting'en showed no signs of weakness: "I am a fool, and I am also a fool who asks for orders for the people. Unlike some people, I have become the mouthpiece of the local tyrants, evil gentry, corrupt officials in the cabinet."

When Li Qing was about to stand up and retaliate, Kong Zhao shouted angrily: "You all sit down, how can you behave like this?"

The two cabinet ministers sat down, and Emperor Chenghui said calmly: "Qiu Shi'an, give Zhang Aiqing a cup of tea!"

[Made, blatant partiality, darkness, too dark! They are all working as dogs for the emperor, why do they do this! 】

Li Qing's heart was roaring!

As the first assistant, Kong Zhao could not keep pretending to be deaf and mute, so he could only stand up and hugged Emperor Chenghui: "Your Majesty, I think that it is better to take things slowly rather than hastily. You can first order the ministers to report it and gather them together. He has only one pair of eyes, and there is always something he cannot see. He is eager to withdraw from the policy. If there is any deviation, the order will be changed in the future, and the dignity of the court will be damaged. "

"Your Majesty, I think that the Chief Assistant is too conservative. Now the imperial court cannot make ends meet financially, and it has been relying on Your Majesty to provide internal funds to make up for the shortfall. If things go on like this, the internal funds will eventually run out. If you find a problem, you should find a way to solve it, even if it cannot be fundamentally solved. To solve the problem, we must also find ways to alleviate it. The biggest advantage of sharing the land is that it allows the gentry to hire people to do corvee labor with money. Mr. Li Ge, if you have different opinions, you can put forward your solution. Don't give up for objections. Object and solve the problem.”

Li Qing was not a man of low income, so he stood up and hugged Emperor Chenghui: "Your Majesty, I have a plan to increase my income."

(End of this chapter)