"Why is Mr. Ma Ju so polite? You know, this matter is not just your business, it is also the business of those of us who live on the salary of the imperial court."
"Exactly, Ma Juren, don't worry. We can't guarantee anything else, but we can guarantee that people from all over the country will support the Ministry of Household Affairs' changes to the tax system."
"That's it, that's it..."
Don't look at these scholars and the like here, they seem to be inconspicuous, and even the seats can only be arranged to the edge. But in their respective hometowns, they are all famous people. The admiration that the people have for them cannot be described in words.
What they say to the people is more effective than what their elders say!
A banquet is a feast for the guests and the host!
As the banquet dispersed and Ma Jing's classmates also left in twos and threes, Ma Jing kindly prepared for them the entire content of the household tax system and the explanations one by one. As they returned to their respective homes, a wave of the most powerful propaganda and explanation for the Ministry of Household's changes to the tax system spread rapidly at a fission speed.
You know, just fellow scholars like Ma Jing can almost completely cover the entire mansion. Some of the candidates came from other prefectures. Now that they go back, they will naturally blow this wind to the lands of other prefectures. These candidates also have their classmates and the scholars they know. If the fission continues like this, it won't be long before the entire province can be covered.
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On the other side, Yang Zirong also returned to his home where he had been away for two years.
Yang Zirong's hometown is Jian'an County, Jianning Prefecture, Fujian Province. The Yang family is a wealthy family in Jian'an County. But unlike those wealthy people who are unkind to their wealth, although the Yang family is wealthy, they have been philanthropic since Yang Zirong's grandfather. The Yang family often provides relief to poor people in the village. Those who are sick seek medical treatment and deliver medicines on their behalf; for those who cannot be buried after death, they are buried in coffins and so on.
Therefore, the Yang family's prestige in the local area is very high, which is not comparable to that of ordinary wealthy families.
Yang Zirong walked all the way back, and when the people saw him, they all stopped to salute the young master of the Yang family.
Yang Zirong's return naturally made the family very happy, and the house immediately became lively.
After the reception banquet, Yang Zirong's father, Yang Bocheng, called him to the side room.
There is a pot of tea on the table, as well as some pastries and dried fruits.
The father no longer felt happy about meeting his son for the first time. Instead, he asked with a serious face: "You came back suddenly. You won't encounter anything in the capital, right?"
"What could happen to me?" Yang Zirong was stunned for a moment.
"Did you really not encounter anything or offend anyone?" Dad continued to ask uneasily.
After hearing this, Yang Zirong quickly shook his head with a smile and replied: "Really not! Besides, how can a child offend others when he is studying in an academy?"
Yang Bocheng felt relieved, held his hands in his hands, glanced at his son, and sighed: "That's not necessarily the case. Sometimes you don't want to get into trouble, but trouble will find you. There are so many high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, and you are helpless. If you don't rely on studying in an academy, if people want to deal with you, don't be too easy."
After Yang Zirong heard this, his expression suddenly became strange. He glanced at his father twice, and then asked meaningfully: "Dad, do you know where the academy is?"
Yang Bocheng glanced at his son and saw the evil smile on his face, and immediately knew that his question must not be simple. But after thinking for a moment, he couldn't figure out what was so special about an academy.
Then he tentatively opened his mouth and said, "Isn't the academy similar to the Imperial College?"
Yang Zirong couldn't help but burst into laughter after hearing this. Suddenly he realized that he was laughing at his father, which seemed a little unfilial. He quickly raised his head and tried desperately to stop the smile on his face. Explained: "Dad, don't get me wrong, I don't mean to laugh at you!"
But your expression and eyes are clearly laughing at me!
Fortunately, Yang Bocheng was good at cultivating qi and did not argue with his son. He just waved his hand, took off the section, and asked, "What do you mean, what's the difference between the Academy and the Imperial College?"
"It's completely different!" Yang Zirong said emphatically, and then thought for a moment, not knowing how to explain it to his father, so he could only say: "Let's put it this way, no matter what kind of dignitaries they are in the capital, they would rather Even if you mess with the Imperial Academy, you don’t dare to mess with the academy!”
Are you kidding me, the imperial wine offering is only from the fourth grade. You must know that Zhenhaihou, a superior marquis, is only the deputy judge of the Imperial College. The other vice-president is now the second-rank minister of the Ministry of War.
These are not the key points. The key point is that the current empress was also the deputy judge of the academy. Just ask with such a luxurious lineup, which dignitary in the capital can be more expensive than these few? Which dignitary would dare to provoke the academy?
Although Yang Bocheng didn't know the specific situation of the academy, when he saw his son's confidence, he knew that his worries were unnecessary.
Then, Yang Bocheng asked: "Then you are studying in an academy, aren't you? Why are you coming back this time?"
When his father brought up this topic, Yang Zirong was silent for a moment. After thinking about it, he decided to tell his father exactly what happened.
At the same time, he also brought his opinion, "Father, I understand the purpose of Mr. Han's move, but is it really useful?"
Yang Bocheng took a deep look at his son and decided to take this opportunity to give him a heads up.
"Is it useful? Is this your opinion?"
Yang Zirong pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."
Yang Bocheng suddenly laughed, and after a pause he said decisively: "The Marquis Zhenhai's thoughts are far more profound than your imagination, and you still think it's useless?"
"That's not true. I just think that in such a big world, can we really bring order to the chaos just by relying on us?" Yang Zirong was a little confused.
Yang Bocheng laughed so much that he couldn't help but pat his legs twice. Seeing his son's confused look, he calmed down and explained: "Who said you are just yourselves? Take our Yang family as an example. You are the eldest son in our family. Hope. Therefore, as long as your request is not excessive, we will comply with your wishes. And this matter is not excessive. As long as you speak up, we will definitely help you."
"At the same time, our Yang family has been rooted in Jian'an County for so many years. We have been doing good things to help our neighbors. Do you think it is all in vain? With the reputation of our Yang family in Jian'an, as long as we stand up and say a word to change the tax system, the people will He will immediately switch sides. Do you think the Marquis of Zhenhai is interested in you and your classmates? What the Marquis of Zhenhai is interested in is not you at all, but the influence of the family behind you in your hometown. You can influence it all by yourself. The people of a county, and how many classmates do you have, how many counties does the Ming Dynasty have?"
Yang Zirong suddenly trembled and murmured to himself, "So, this is Mr. Han's purpose?"
"Of course, if it's just you guys, how many people will listen to you even if you talk a lot?" Yang Bocheng laughed.
"I understand, kid. Thank you father for your teaching." Yang Zirong suddenly smiled bitterly. He thought about something that he had not figured out all the way. He did not expect that his father would see through it at a glance.
Just when Yang Zirong was still immersed in regret, Yang Bocheng glanced at him and suddenly said: "Judging from this, the Marquis of Zhenhai is a capable man. If you have a chance, it is best to stay close to him. Come and go, it will be of great benefit to you."
Yang Zirong suddenly became strange and couldn't help but ask: "Father has never met the Marquis of Zhenhai, why do you say this?"
Yang Bocheng immediately leaned back and said with a smile: "Some people don't need to meet each other to know a thing or two. How do you think you can stand firm as an official in the court?"
Yang Zirong is still young and it is difficult for him to answer his father's question based on his experience. I can only test it and say: "Is an official honest and upright?"
Yang Bocheng suddenly chuckled and said: "Where in the world can one survive in the court just by relying on integrity? Being an official depends on ability, and it has never been about integrity. As long as a person has enough If he has the ability to stand firm, no matter he is honest or a greedy villain, he can still stand firm. And Zhenhaihou has exactly this ability.
thing.
That's why Dad wants you to lean on him. I don’t ask you to understand this now, as long as you keep it in mind and slowly understand it in the future. After all, dad, it took me half a lifetime to realize it, so there’s no reason for you to understand it now, right? "
"Yes, Dad, I have remembered it." Yang Zirong nodded.
Then he asked, "Dad, what should we do now?"
Father Yang smiled, reached out and patted Yang Zirong's shoulder lightly, and said, "You don't have to worry about this matter, I will let you arrange it. It just so happens that you can also use this matter to show your goodwill to the Marquis of Zhenhai!"
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In the capital, Han Du has been busy at the Ministry of Household Affairs these days. It's like the books of all people in front of the emperor who scolded him have nothing to do with him.
In the court hall, Qi Tai, Zhang Zhen and others saw that the emperor had not expressed anything, and Zhang Zhen couldn't hold himself back.
But Qi Tai, who had suffered a loss once, stopped him and said: "At this moment, we must not stand up, otherwise we will not expose ourselves in front of the emperor and let the emperor know that we are behind this matter. ?」
When Zhang Yan heard this, cold sweat broke out from his back and wet a large area of his clothes. "Yes, yes, you are right, we absolutely cannot stand up. Then we will ignore it? What should we do if the emperor keeps ignoring us?"
Qi Tai smiled and smoothed his beard, and said confidently: "Don't worry, the emperor's disregard is only temporary. As more and more Wanmin books are sent to the capital, the emperor will have to deal with this matter even if he is not willing. . Moreover, at some point, the emperor will have almost no other choice besides punishing Han Du."
"Okay, it is indeed a good strategy, then let's continue to wait until the day when Han Du can't escape his guilt!" Zhang Yan suddenly hammered the palm of his hand in excitement, his eyes flashing crazily red.
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