Wei Huai pondered for a while, then invited Hu Qi to come into the room to talk, and ordered someone to set up another chair.
"Mr. Wei, Prince Suzhi Academy has won the hearts of the people. He has always been determined to reform, and his spirit is really commendable. However, there are many conservative people in the government, and the resistance is surprisingly strong. Especially Lord Yue Guo Gonglu..." Hu Qi He clicked his tongue, hugged his knees and sighed, "He is not a good person. If Mr. Wei can give me a push, the future of the academy will be bright."
When Wei Huai saw that he was luring him, he felt a little uneasy. "I wonder what you want to use Wei Huai for?"
"What you said is all for the sake of Nanjing, so what are the benefits?" Hu Qi waved his hand quickly, "The conditions offered by the prince are very simple. As long as the gentleman writes a letter to denounce Lu Fangxuan and turn the public opinion around...then, The political participation academy will be allowed to be established."
Wei Huai suddenly became excited, and without even thinking, he looked at him with twinkling eyes: "You mean, all the new policies in "Xing Yao" can be implemented?"
Hu Qi's head seemed to be shaking: "It's too hasty. If we can do it one by one, we will never stop it!"
"Really?" Wei Huai didn't dare to miss his every word and asked carefully.
Hu Qi found it very funny: "Of course it's true."
Wei Huai then withdrew his expectant eyes, stroked his finger on the cane a few times, and responded softly: "Master Hu, Wei Huai represents the whole alliance and the whole academy, and we have made an agreement with you."
"It's a deal!" Hu Qi hugged his fists and bowed sincerely.
"Our academy is not a tool for political use!" an old man from the league shouted with all his strength, "No matter how many benefits he offers, we cannot agree!"
Wei Huai didn't respond and only glanced at the people in the academy.
"Old sir, if you want to do big things, you need to be informal. If you miss this great opportunity and seek cooperation in the future, you may be controlled by others."
"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation! If you hope to unite with the government so much, you probably believe Zhu Che's evil ideas!"
"you!"
Wei Huai saw the two of them arguing and blushed. He coughed twice and knocked on the floor: "Hey, we are all family members. Don't blame others."
The two men calmed down a little.
After calming down for a moment, one person stood up slowly: "I think the problem is that Suzhou and Nanjing cannot have both sides. If the two sides start a war, the situation will be unfavorable. Only by recalling Deputy Xia Meng and abandoning the small to keep the big can we show off our skills."
These words directly hit Wei Huai's heart. He remembered Xia Yuanlong's advice before leaving, but now he regretted it, causing him a headache.
"I'm afraid that once the people in Suzhou make trouble, it will no longer be possible to withdraw their troops." Wei Huai said, holding his forehead.
"But Nanjing is our real base. If we succeed, how prosperous the academy will become! Losing the big for the small is an ancient and modern taboo." The man frowned and advised hard.
Wei Huai rubbed his temples and looked out the window, trying to see further, but he had no way of knowing whether it was cloudy or sunny in Suzhou.
"Deputy Zhao Xia... I hope he takes action later."
"Secretary's office, let's have some tea." Wang Zhengui held his official uniform in his arms, opened the curtain, walked from the back room, and greeted the squires with an attentive smile.
"Did the prefect only send you alone?" The squires looked at each other with suspicion in their voices.
"Everyone, this plan for the salt farm is my intention. I just need Shangguan Shenda to know about it before I get the approval document. The government is worried that others are not clear about it, so I have been appointed to discuss it alone to avoid any misunderstanding."
The squires nodded doubtfully.
Then Wang Zhengui sat down and asked his left and right to take out a map, point out the location of the salt field one by one, and describe the general situation. Then he prepared paper and ink and asked those who wanted to cover the salt field to draw pictures on the spot.
Four people came up and neatly drew the pledge, and Wang Zhengui accepted it.
"Then you go to the Salt Administration Department and wait for the reply from above. It's none of my business." Wang Zhengui leaned back and looked at everyone with narrowed eyes.
Those who didn't get the guarantee for the salt field walked out first, and those who got the guarantee saw that the salt teacher didn't say anything, so they also prepared to leave one after another.
"Wait a minute." Wang Zhengui said suddenly, "I still have something to talk to you."
The buttocks that the squires had just raised fell again.
"Fellow fellow countrymen, I am not wearing official uniform today. I just have some private matters to ask of you." Wang Zhengui pointed to the plain clothes he was wearing. "I hope you can give me some face."
The squires said in unison: "Wang Yanke has done a great thing for us. It's really hard work. We and the villagers should repay the favor."
But Wang Yanke waved his hand: "The princes think highly of Wang. All the good things I do in the yamen are taken care of by the adults. How can the villains dare to take advantage of the power and covet the money in the pockets of the princes?" ?Just asking for something."
When the squires saw that what he wanted was not money, they became frightened: "We all live in the countryside outside the city. Apart from guarding the one-third of an acre of land, we don't hear anything going on outside the window. How can we trust each other like this?"
"Don't be humble, you all. This matter really depends on you."
Wang Zhengui used tea to moisten his throat and said: "Mr. Zhu's academy in the city is about to submit a letter to ask for political participation, but it is afraid that it will be weak and difficult to achieve results. If the four princes can help him to persuade the government, it will be a blessing for the academy and Suzhou will be prosperous." Good luck to the people."
When the Fourth Duke heard that there was something treacherous about this, they were all frightened, and they all looked astonished.
Wang Zhengui smiled cheekily: "Mr. Zhu is a local scholar who is well versed in world affairs. What he did was not illegal. I, Wang Zhengui, pledged my life as a guarantee. This move will never make Mr. Futai angry."
The Fourth Duke knew that he was personally in charge of salt, and that he personally handled all the orders issued by his superiors. In the future, many requests would be made from him. How could he let this lord lose face? After a quick turn in their heads, they agreed in unison: "Since Mr. Wang has entrusted you with such a heavy responsibility, we dare not to repay the favor!"
"How's it going, Zhengui, are you okay?" Zhu Che grabbed his shoulders, and the others came up excitedly, and pulled him into the academy with several hands.
Zhu Che opened those arms and said, "This took me a lot of time. You should report to the prefect as soon as possible. Don't delay."
But Zhu Che waved his sleeves and sighed heavily: "Nanjing Academy has bullied me for a long time! If we become slaves at their mercy, will our bones become soft! I won't write a letter and spend it according to the original reason. Let’s see what he does to us!”
"Yes, yes!" More than a dozen scholars followed, shouting or scolding, and the originally quiet and peaceful academy turned into a lively and noisy market entrance.
However, Wang Zhengui strode forward and grabbed Zhu Che's arm: "The longer we delay, the worse it will be for us. Mr. Zhu must not treat it as child's play and act out of emotion!"
Zhu Che's face was filled with doubts, and he repeated what he had just said: "The longer you delay...the worse it will be for us?"
