Wei Zhongxian has never thought about these issues. Since Tianqi came to power, he has become more and more arrogant. He lives in flattery every day and has no time to think about these things.
But I don’t want to be in this garden full of flowers today, and be saddened by a few words of flowers.
The words he just said reminded him of life and death, and also reminded him of the ups and downs of his past life. He couldn't help but sigh, and there was a trace of sadness in his heart.
At this moment, Hua Fangfang's three questions hit the depths of his heart.
"Yeah, why am I alive?"
"Who will remember me after I die?"
"How will future generations evaluate me, who is nine thousand years old?"
These three questions made Wei Zhongxian a little confused for a moment. He had never thought about the first question because most people had never thought about it.
The second question made him a little sad.
Although he had many disciples and disciples, he knew in his heart what kind of people those people were. If he died, these people would never look at him again.
"It's a pity that I am a eunuch. It would be nice if I had a trace of blood in this world."
Wei Zhongxian sighed secretly in his heart and thought of Hua Fangfang's third question.
"How should future generations evaluate me, who is nine thousand years old?"
He murmured in his heart, having mixed feelings for a while, and his expression was changing even more.
Hua Fangfang looked at Wei Zhongxian's appearance and asked lightly:
"Old Wei, why are you so silent?"
Wei Zhongxian raised his head, first bowed his hands to Hua Fangfang, then sighed heavily and said slowly:
"Why do people live? Our family has never thought about it. Because my body is affected by my parents, my parents gave birth to me, so I can only live.
As for the second question, I think no one will remember me after my death. "
Speaking of this, the sadness on Wei Zhongxian's face became more intense, and he smiled miserably: "I'm afraid it's the Qingming Festival, and there will only be a piece of withered grass on my grave."
Hua Fangfang stared at Wei Zhongxian calmly, with that faint smile still on his face.
Just listen to Wei Zhongxian continue to say:
"Our family is a little confused about this third issue."
Having said this, Wei Zhongxian fell into silence again. After a long time, he raised his head again, looked at the flowers blooming, gritted his teeth and said as if he had made great determination:
"Dean Hua, don't tell secret things in front of people. Old Wei has indeed done some wrong things in his life, or bad things, but he is not wrong in thinking that the general direction is upward."
The Ming Dynasty is now hard to come back from, the treasury is empty, and wars are frequent. However, everyone in the court is a gossip. Our family is working hard, not for our own selfish interests. Naturally, it will be disliked by everyone, but our family does not care about the merits and demerits after death. , I will be judged by future generations, as long as I am not included in Zhao Gao, Wang Zhen and his ilk, that will be enough! "
After saying this, Wei Zhongxian felt quite sad, and there was a trace of tears in the corner of his eyes, which was obviously caused by his excitement.
These words were actually spoken by Wei Zhongxian from the bottom of his heart. He commanded the Jin Yiwei, so he naturally knew that some people in the court hated him, especially the Donglin Party. They used their influence to pick on the scholars in the world and included him in the list. Among the most heinous eunuchs throughout the ages, even Queen Zhang Yan regarded him as a treacherous minister like Zhao Gao who had harmed the country and the people.
Wei Zhongxian felt aggrieved by this. There were some things he felt he had done right, and could even be said to be a good thing that benefited the country and the people, but so what? Amid all the talk, no one could argue, so he was too lazy to explain, or rather disdainful to explain.
This feeling had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, and now he finally found someone to vent to, and he couldn't wait to take out his heart and show it to Hua Fang.
He didn't know why he trusted Hua Fangfang so much. Maybe it was because the other party's words about "Old Wei" made him feel more cordial, or maybe it was because of the words about "Old Wei" that made him feel the respect he had never had before.
In short, in his heart, he inexplicably regarded Hua Fangfang as his confidant.
Hua Fangfang was silent for a long time after listening to Wei Zhongxian's words, and then said:
"The night watchmen do not ask about political affairs, let alone interact with anyone in the court. This is the rule set by Emperor Wanli back then. However, at this time, the Ming Dynasty is plagued by many diseases, so I am willing to make a friend like Duke Wei."
After saying this, he looked at Wei Zhongxian intently and said word by word:
"The top priority of the Ming Dynasty is the defense of Liaodong. Sun Chengzong is from Donglin. I hope Wei Gong will not use personal gain and help!"
When Wei Zhongxian heard this, he immediately patted his chest and shouted:
"There is no partisanship between our family and Lao Suntou. Please rest assured, Mr. Dean. Whatever he asks for, as long as our family can handle it, we will definitely handle it properly for him. However, there are some things that our family cannot handle." It’s also helpless.”
Speaking of this, Wei Zhongxian showed a wry smile on his face.
"Are you talking about the money?"
Hua Fangfang asked.
Wei Zhongxian nodded, "The biggest problem in Liaodong's defense is the lack of money. Although His Majesty has agreed to start the industrial and commercial tax, there are many obstacles to its implementation, and this measure alone is obviously not enough. This is also true for our family. I have a headache."
Hearing this, Hua Fangfang glanced at Wei Zhongxian with a strange look and said lightly:
"Jin Yiwei is everywhere in the world. If the industrial and commercial tax cannot be implemented, people will laugh at it."
When Wei Zhongxian heard this, he was shocked. He had never thought of using bloody methods to enforce the industrial and commercial tax, that is, anyone who dared to stop it would be stabbed. However, this method was too bloody after all, and the tax was levied. The targets are not ordinary people. There are countless connections behind these people. To put it bluntly, these people represent the huge class of scholar-bureaucrats.
Once the knife is used, it will inevitably shock the government and the public. Wei Zhongxian is very hesitant about this.
But he didn't expect Hua Fangfang to say such words to him at this moment.
Wei Zhongxian looked at Hua Fangfang's unhappy eyes and asked hesitantly:
"What do you mean, the dean, you won't hesitate to shed blood?"
Hua Fangfang smiled, waved her hand casually, and said casually:
"The ancestors of the emperors were born in the wilderness, and established the Ming Dynasty amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood. During the Battle of Jingnan, corpses littered the fields. No dynasty is without bloodshed."
After saying this, he let out a long sigh, looked at the sea of flowers in the garden and murmured:
"How can those who do great things be benevolent to women? In the peaceful and prosperous Ming Dynasty, how can they be afraid of having their hands stained with blood?"
As he spoke, he stretched out one of his hands and smiled at Wei Zhongxian:
"Old Wei, do you know how many people have died under my hands?"
Wei Zhongxian stood up solemnly, bowed his head towards Hua Fangfang, and shouted:
"The dean was enlightened and Wei Zhongxian was taught a lesson!"
At this moment, he suddenly felt relaxed all over his body. Hua Fangfang's words today seemed to open a door for him, making him feel an unspeakable joy in his heart.
He asked again with some excitement: "In addition to industrial and commercial taxes, what other measures does the dean think can save our Ming Dynasty?"
Hua Fangfang shook his head repeatedly, "Old Wei, I'm not good at this kind of thing. I heard that Lin Pingan also mentioned the industrial and commercial tax. I think this guy has some clever ideas. If you have time, you might as well go and talk to him. "
Hearing the words "Lin Pingan" that Hua Fang put in his mouth, Wei Zhongxian couldn't help but feel something in his heart and thought to himself:
"Dean Hua's words today may seem casual, but they actually have profound meaning. Since he talked about Lin Ping'an, I have to take the time to have a good chat with that boy."
At this moment, a clear voice suddenly came from the ears of the two of them.
"Father, what are you doing?"
While they were talking, a beautiful figure stood in front of the two of them, but it was none other than Suzaku Yan smiling.
