Early the next morning, Yang Ji, who had practiced martial arts well, ran to the North Courtyard where his elders lived, and sat in the dining hall with his biological mother and younger mother to enjoy breakfast. The Eight King Kongs ordered his servants to prepare an extremely rich breakfast, which was filled with a large table.
Yang Ji stayed very late last night, but he was in great spirits. As for his three wives, they rarely slept in.
Dugumin asked Xiao Ying to accompany Pei Shuying back to Pei's house last night as a homecoming gift, but when she saw that her three daughters-in-law didn't come, she knew she was cheating. But she didn't mind anything. After all, it was extremely hard for them to come all the way east. Last night, they were dragged to Yinshi by Yang Huali. It was normal that they couldn't get up this morning.
Dugu Min held a bowl of fragrant japonica rice porridge in his hand, looked at his son who was immersed in eating, and asked: "Vajra slave, Leping has been hesitant all night. I think she must have something wrong, but if I ask her, she Don’t tell me; what’s going on?”
Yang Ji raised his head and replied vaguely: "Let's talk business!"
"Business talk?" Dugu Min was shocked when he heard this. He looked at Su Yunniang who was also surprised, and asked: "Leping has always looked down on the ways of merchants, but he actually talked business with you last night? It's really strange."
Yang Ji said: "Only those who are rich and powerful are qualified to act noble and noble. If you are crazy about being poor, you will still follow money. Even the emperor is no exception. What does the princess mean?"
"That's true!" Dugu Min nodded in agreement. She put down the bowl in her hand and asked curiously: "What business do I want to do with you?"
"Raise funds and lend money!" Yang Ji said, and told the two mothers about Yang Lihua's loan.
Trust is always the top priority among relatives. Except for some extremely important matters related to the imperial court, Yang Ji will not hide any family matters such as this if asked by his relatives.
Su Yunniang was surprised and said: "Princess Leping looks so aloof and aloof, and she is not a poor person. How could she do such a thing?"
"She has her difficulties, but that is not the reason for her lawlessness. I have told her to stop." Yang Ji replied.
"Can she listen to you?" Dugu Min became more and more surprised. Yang Lihua had always been too high-minded, even she, an elder, looked down upon her. How could she listen to Yang Ji?
Could it be that he is really poor and crazy?
Yang Ji laughed and said, "We all have the surname Yang, can she not listen?"
Dugumin rolled her eyes at her son angrily and said, "My surname is also Yang. I am now Yang Dugumin, but I don't see her listening to me even once."
"A-niang is younger and prettier than her, but she has become an elder. It's amazing that she can listen to you." After complimenting A-niang, Yang Ji told the difficulties Yang Lihua encountered and the source of the difficulties.
Dugumin and Su Yunniang were speechless after hearing this.
Forty or fifty dollars per bucket of rice? In the year of disaster, it is even more exaggerated to pay a hundred dollars for a fight of rice?
Even the late emperor and the emperor could not eat such rice. She, Yang Lihua, really dared to eat it.
It actually doesn't matter if her family eats this way, but so many people in the Princess's mansion eat this kind of sky-high price rice. No wonder she can't bear it and can't hold on.
What makes people even more speechless is that her son-in-law Li Min is obviously a high official, and they have been living with their mother-in-law, but they didn't find out?
Dugumin took a deep breath and warned seriously: "Vajra slave, Leping is also your sister after all. Now she has been deceived by the evil slave. Since you agreed, you have to help her clear things up."
No matter how much she was at odds with Yang Lihua, she still had the word "Yang" on her head, and she was Yang Lihua's elder. How could she allow such an evil servant to bully her master?
"Of course!" Yang Ji said, "I plan to finish my breakfast and go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs and Sinong Temple to borrow a few people and learn about the food prices in recent years."
Hearing this, Dugu Min understood the words and said with a smile: "This is a wonderful method, but after all, this matter is a Leping family matter. It should be handled by Zongzheng Temple. I think you'd better let Zongzheng Temple get involved. Today's Young Master Zongzheng Temple Your name is Yang Gongren, the eldest son of Prince Ande. He is upright, impartial and impartial, and does not flatter the powerful. He is also highly regarded by saints, but he still has a little chance...otherwise he would have been Zong Zhengqing."
After pondering for a long time, he said with a smile: "You are worthy of the credit, you might as well give this wealth to Yang Gongren and help him get rid of the word 'young'."
"Okay!" Yang Ji was happy to see this.
From what he understood, Yang Guang had an aggressive temperament. In order to build on the peak reached by his father and push the Sui Dynasty to a higher peak, Yang Guang dreamed of conquering a big empire, so he had a crush on the old minister who was blindly conservative. Extremely dissatisfied.
Yang Xiong had participated in political affairs as early as the time of the late emperor, and was favored by dignitaries. Together with Gao Jun, Yu Qingze, and Su Wei, he was known as the "Four Nobles in the DPRK". He was also the steadfast presiding officer who supported Yang Jian's restructuring in the past. But after all, he is a sixty-five-year-old man now, and his thoughts are gradually becoming more conservative. Although he does not oppose Yang Guang's "innovation strategy", he is not as radical as before. In addition, he is inextricably linked to the Guanlong nobles. This relationship made Yang Guang not only disappointed, but also a little wary.
If it weren't for Yang Xiong's old age, would Yang Guang be able to use him with his slick and smooth approach? Dare to use it?
Yang Guang appointed Yang Xiong as one of the Chancellors of the Council. He considered it over and over again and hesitated. In the end, Yang Xiong was brought in because there were Yang Su, Gao Jiong, and Su Wei in the Council.
Yang Ji understands Yang Guang's worries and concerns. But Yang Ji also understood Yang Xiong's worries. Yang Xiong did not dare to be as radical as before because of his old age; he was afraid that after his death, his "unsatisfactory" descendants would suffer bloody revenge; conversely, if he had a son who could carry the tripod, , just dare to accompany Yang Guang crazy.
Yang Ji raised some of Yang Xiong's concerns with Yang Guang, which prompted Yang Guang to have the idea of cultivating Yang Gongren.
Yang Gongren is a man of integrity, military knowledge, and broad-minded talk. His future is limitless. If he can stand firm, what else can Yang Xiong say?
But there are rules for promotion. The higher you go, the heavier the rules and the more difficult it is to get promoted. This has led to Yang Gongren having been the young minister of Zongzheng Temple for so many years, but he still lacks an eye-catching achievement.
Now, the eldest princess Yang Lihua has been bullied into a "poor ghost" by evil slaves. If she can be helped to clean up, she will definitely be favored and respected by the royal family. And Yang Ji is not short of merit. If it is given to Yang Gongren to help him get promoted, both Yang Gongren and Yang Xiong will have to accept his favor.
In addition, Yang Ji's act of helping his sister and giving credit to the younger generation will gain him unexpected fame among the royal family and many intangible benefits.
This was also Dugumin's intention in asking Yang Gongren to participate.
Then, Yang Ji talked about the "foundation" again, and then said: "Once this foundation is established, I will suggest them to focus on helping the people of Bingzhou."
Dugumin pondered for a long time and then said three words: "It's up to you!"
She understands her son's painstaking efforts, which is to restore some of the image of the imperial court by doing "good deeds" as a royal woman; when Yang Liang rebelled, the trauma caused by the imperial army to Bingzhou was too deep; if it was It was nothing more than fighting against foreigners, but it was a fight between brothers in the royal family, so the people of Bingzhou had a very bad impression of the imperial court. Even if Yang Guang exempted the people of Bingzhou from paying taxes for three years, the people of Bingzhou who had lost relatives would not accept his kindness. .
If the "charitable foundation" dominated by royal women would bypass the court in the future and use the name of "civilian groups" to focus on helping the people in Bingzhou who have lost their loved ones, it might have a certain effect.
Looking at his son, Dugu Min sighed suddenly, and said earnestly: "Although this is a matter for royal women, it is ultimately a way to win people's hearts. We can pay this amount, it doesn't matter how much, but we must not Be the leader."
"This is also the reason why I, Sister Leping, took the lead." Yang Ji said with a smile.
At this moment, a female Vajra quickly entered the hall, saluted Dugu Min and said: "Touchin, the Changqiu prisoner has come to deliver the oral instructions for the king to enter the palace to meet the saint."
Dugumin and Su Yunniang: "..."
Yang Ji arrived in Beijing yesterday evening. He entered the palace immediately to meet the saint. He stayed there until dark. Not long after entering, he was called again. Not long after returning home, he was pestered by Yang Lihua for most of the night. Not long after he got up, he wanted to enter the palace again. Face Saint.
Isn't this annoying?
Yang Ji stood up, wiped his mouth with a towel, and cupped his hands at Dugu Min and Su Yunniang, who were stunned on the spot: "Auntie, Aunt Su, don't neglect the sage's instructions. I'll go and take a look."
With that said, he strode away.
All the way to Xuanwu Hall, I saw Yang An walking in the square in front of the hall. Several guards were far away, so he stepped forward and saluted: "Uncle An!"
"Your Majesty!" Yang An returned the greeting with a smile.
Yang Ji pointed to his clothes and said with a smile: "Uncle An, does the saint want me to participate in the court meeting or something? If it is the court meeting, then I have to change my clothes."
"It's not a court meeting, just like usual." Yang An looked at Yang Ji's clothes and said, "No need to change."
"Does this trivial matter require you to run away in person?"
"Aren't I greedy for your wine?" Yang An said with a smile. He was a general of the Yang family. He was also a strong general in his early years. When he fought with Yang Jian, he was injured in the lower body by the Qi army. Later he entered the palace and became a eunuch. , but before he was injured, he already had three sons and two daughters, so he was not dead.
He had become a grandma the year before last, and his family had four generations living under one roof. Naturally, he had nothing to worry about, and he usually liked to drink a little wine.
In terms of career, he was the Chang Qiu Jian in charge of the chamberlain, and there were countless people who fawned over him, including Prince Yang Zhao and King Yang Jian of Qi, so he had no expectations for gold, silver and jewelry.
On the contrary, it was Yang Ji's constant behavior of delivering wine for more than ten years that made him happy and relaxed. He felt less stressed after receiving it and felt more comfortable after drinking it.
Yang Ji never asked for anything from him, let alone expected anything in return. It was just like giving some "delicious snacks" to his elders.
After hearing what he said, Yang Ji couldn't help laughing and said, "Uncle An, I really brought some good wine back. I'll send some to my house later."
"That's a good relationship. I'm looking forward to the king's wine now." Yang An said with a smile.
After greetings, Yang An waved behind him. A guard came forward holding a small wooden box. Yang An took it from his hand, handed it to Yang Ji, and said: "Your Majesty, this is what the saint has given you." Palace gold medal, with this gold medal, you can enter the palace anytime, and at the same time, you also have unimpeded power, so you should keep it."
"Here!" Yang Ji's mind was spinning, and he had already guessed what Yang Guang was thinking: Yang Guang gave himself this privileged brand, and he was clearly eager to use his talents. He hoped that if he had any good ideas, he would immediately You can enter the palace to discuss matters day or night. Likewise, it is also a great trust.
He reached out to take the wooden box, opened it, and saw that it was a brand made of bronze. He took out the brand, handed the box to Hao Yuan who was on standby, and took the Tianxia Sword Chengying from Zhang Chuchen, following Yang An and others Entering the palace to meet the saint.
. . . . . .
When they arrived at the Zhonghua Hall of Daxing Palace, the court meeting had already begun. Yang Ji did not join in, so under Yang An's arrangement, he went to the Qianqiu Hall to wait. Seeing that Yang Guang couldn't come for a while, he simply huddled in a corner and took a nap.
This move made the waiters on standby in the palace look at each other.
In the past, when officials came here to wait for orders, they would sit with their backs straight and meticulous. Even the prime ministers such as Yang Su and Su Wei were no exception. As for this one, he found a place to sleep as soon as he came in.
Isn't this too casual?
Some people who didn't recognize Yang Ji wanted to step forward to remind him, but the people next to him quickly stopped him and reminded him that this was King Wei.
When he heard that it was King Wei, the people who wanted to remind him not only turned off the fire, but even felt that this maverick appearance was just in line with King Wei's "personality". If he behaved well, would he still be King Wei?
Not long after the Sanchao bell rang, the saint strode into the hall, stepped forward and kicked Yang Ji awake.
Upon seeing this, the chamberlains became even more convinced that King Wei and the saint had a very good relationship, and secretly included Yang Ji in the ranks of those who could not be offended.
"Saint!" Yang Ji stood up, bowed to Yang Guang, and explained: "I slept too late last night and was a little sleepy. I fell asleep after waiting."
Yang Guang waved the servants to leave, sat on the main seat, and said with a smile: "There are two major issues in the morning today. One is military reform, and the other is arranging the candidates to stay after the capital is moved."
"The candidate to stay behind is Shiming, right?"
"Yes! In addition, before the morning meeting, he recommended Yu Wenshu to me alone as the leader of the bandit suppression, and I agreed." At this point, Yang Guang glanced at Yang Ji and said happily: "According to Shi Ming, this is I am very pleased that you can put aside your previous suspicions about the candidate you recommended and take the initiative to recommend Yu Wenshu."
Yang Ji said sanctimoniously: "I think Yu Wenshu and I have one thing in common, that is, we hope that the Sui Dynasty will be good. This is a common ground, and it is also a bottom line that will not be touched. The reason why I recommend him is that I think he is qualified for this job. I can't say I'm going to let go of my past grudges, and I don't expect Yu Wenshu to be grateful to me."
"Hey, it's not cute at all to say it so clearly!" Yang Guang laughed. Yuwen Zhiji was already crippled by Yang Ji. Can Yuwen Shu appreciate Yang Ji's small favor? Totally impossible.
He was just talking for the occasion, and Yang Ji's answer was unexpected, but true and frank.
If he said glibly that he would be happy from now on, would he still be the Yang Ji he was familiar with?
Obviously not!
It’s just that this topic shouldn’t be discussed in depth, so that’s the end of it.
"The main reason why I asked you to come is to deal with the bandits in Guanzhong. The method of suppressing bandits by the Ministry of War and cross-border suppression of bandits that you mentioned last night has obvious results in Liangzhou. I agree very much." Yang Guang paused and introduced the restriction order. Origin: "The restriction that the army cannot cross the border was promulgated in the 10th year of the founding of the Emperor. The cause was that Gao Zhizhi, Wang Wenjin and other rebels were once local officials. They colluded and joined forces to rebel, and the rebellion soon swept Jiangnan. Imperial Court Consciousness There is still no peace in the south, and some people are still planning to rebel, so there is a restriction order."
"It has been fifteen years since Gao Zhizhi, Wang Wenjin and others started the rebellion. The imperial court's control over various places is far better than in the past, and the people's sense of belonging is also far greater than before. Therefore, this restriction seems a bit inappropriate and not conducive to the military everywhere. Completely annihilate the bandits. So I asked the Ministry of War to issue orders to the various general offices to eliminate the bandits, and the various general offices will make unified arrangements."
Yang Guang glanced at Yang Ji, and an invisible momentum burst out like a substance, and said seriously: "This can not only achieve the purpose of suppressing bandits, but also test the court's control over the local area. If someone does not know whether to live or die, and raises troops Rebellion will give me an opportunity to train my troops and avoid future troubles. Vajra slave, what do you think?"
"Mighty and domineering, speechless." Yang Ji said: "In this world, there are many, many people with impure intentions. If you are blindly gentle, you will not be able to influence them. Take action when it is time to take action."
"That's right!" Yang Guang smiled: "Compared to other places, Guanzhong is very complicated. I will not rush Shiming and Yuwenshu. I have been reading history recently and found out how many kings used their troops to worry about success and were eager for success, so that they failed and left nothing behind. The stigma, such as Shang Zhou, is a living example, and I should learn from it."
Yang Ji had another strange feeling in his heart. This feeling had appeared once before, when he heard that Yang Guang posthumously awarded Chen Shubao the title of general and the posthumous title "Yang".
Yang Guang added: "In addition, I am a little worried about the trouble in Guanzhong. If the 'banditry' sweeps across the entire Yongzhou, the trouble will be big, so I also give the Liangzhou Army the right to enter. After you go down, immediately let the Liangzhou Army ( Xiaozhou), Huizhou Army, Lanzhou Army, and Taozhou Army are ready to enter the country immediately if the situation escalates."
"Yes!" Yang Ji cupped his hands and said: "When I was suppressing bandits in Liangzhou, I found that the more bandits there were, the greater the problems in the officialdom were. These local officials cleverly created names and set up exorbitant taxes, and the people couldn't survive. They have no choice but to become bandits. If the court only suppresses bandits but does not clean up the local officialdom, new people will soon gather in the mountains and forests."
Yang Guang sighed: "A harsh government is stronger than a tiger."
Yang Ji cupped his hands and said, "Holy Saint, Holy Ming."
An emperor who can say "tyranny is more fierce than a tiger" already has the appearance of a wise king. Although he only quoted the words of a saint, the emperor has this consciousness, at least he will not be in "why not eat minced meat" or drunkenness and dreaming? to destruction.
Seeing Yang Ji's admiring expression, Yang Guang showed no complacency on his face. Instead, he sighed: "How could I not know that people's livelihood is difficult? I have previously ordered that the people of Bingzhou be exempted from taxes for three years, but do you know? These people actually We pay taxes one after another more consciously than ever before, and we are not urged by officials.”
Looking at Yang Ji, Yang Guang said word by word: "Do you know what my reaction was when I heard the news? It was horrifying! What does this mean? It means that the people of Bingzhou do not believe in the imperial court, are afraid of the imperial court, and are always in fear. .If it breaks out, how can we get it?"
"This is the consequence of that war!" Yang Ji was silent for a while and said with a wry smile: "I never thought that the people of Bingzhou would reject the imperial court to such an extent. If someone rises up and calls out to connect them, the situation will be very bad. "
"This is what troubles me the most." Yang Guang said: "It is not difficult to know the disadvantages. The difficulty lies in how to eliminate the disadvantages and create advantages. This requires us to work together and take measures according to the disadvantages. By the way, since you understand I wonder if there is a way to solve this?"
Yang Guang didn't have much hope in his heart, but he just asked casually since the conversation had come to this point.
"Of course there is no good way, but there is a stupid way!"
"Oh?" Yang Guang looked regretful at first, but after hearing the end, his face immediately showed a look of hope: "A stupid way is better than no way at all!"
Yang Ji said: "The imperial court does not want this kind of internal war, but since it has happened, it is too late to say anything now. However, after all, Yiqian is on the side of the rebels, and it is normal for the imperial court to go to quell the rebellion. The reason why the people reject it The reason for the imperial court is that it has not yet come out of the pain of bereavement. This is a critical moment. The imperial court must be trustworthy and establish a good reputation. It cannot further irritate the people of Bingzhou. As long as it passes a certain threshold, things will gradually get better. "
"The people's behavior of paying taxes is a sign of fear and rejection, but it is also a kind of temptation. I think that since the imperial court has issued a three-year tax exemption decree, it cannot break its promise to others. No matter how troublesome it is, it must pay back the full amount, otherwise it will only further the rift. expand."
Yang Guang immediately began to ponder, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, making a "ta-da-da" sound. After a long while, he said to Yang Ji: "Your idea is indeed good. It's okay to refund the tax. It's just This move can only maintain the current tepid situation without changing it at all, and they may even be involved again. When will this back and forth end?"
"The court must be trustworthy and the government must be honest, and then the royal women must be virtuous!" Yang Ji did not show off, but went through the idea of the "Royal Women Foundation" and finally said: "Originally, I planned to let Sister Leping be responsible for running this foundation. , and then go to help the people after making a profit. But after listening to what my brother said, I realized that the situation in Bingzhou is so pessimistic. If possible, I suggest that my sister-in-law, Sister Leping, and the Crown Princess go to help and comfort the people first. .”
Yang Guang was silent for a while, then frowned and said, "Do you think it's effective?"
"The royal family is an unattainable existence in the eyes of the people. It would be fine if a man came forward, but after all, it would be more masculine, utilitarian, and have a strong court background; while women are as gentle as water, which is easier for people to accept. . If they go to Bingzhou to help the people, although they cannot immediately influence the people who are suffering from bereavement, they can at least make the people with intact families feel good and feel grateful. Under their propaganda, it is far better than the unilateral efforts of the imperial court." After a pause, Yang Ji continued: "Even if there is no effect at all in Bingzhou, when the news spreads that women from the royal family contribute funds and come forward to relieve the victims, people all over the world will surely spread the word."
Hearing this, Yang Guang was already excited. He thought for a while and said: "When the capital is moved, let the queen go to Bingzhou to try it. As for the foundation, since my sister is willing to take care of it, let her do it. "
"In addition, public opinion must also keep up. It is best to run a newspaper." Yang Ji added.
"What is a newspaper?" Yang Guang looked at Yang Ji in astonishment, not understanding the meaning of these two words.
Yang Ji took a sip of the cold tea, moistened his throat, and explained to Yang Guang: "The newspaper is the same as the Di Bao posted on the wall, but it is more popular, issued and sold regularly, and can be printed on it. National decrees, and then let some people explain them, describing the causes, consequences, and benefits it brings to the people; at the same time, you can also publish some anecdotes, useful life knowledge, articles, etc."
"The above is the content, and its main function is to guide public opinion and firmly control the public opinion in the hands of the court. Although there are relatively few people who are literate, each township can eventually find one or two people who can read, and these People are often local officials, and whenever a newspaper arrives, they are asked to read the contents of the newspaper to the common people, so word of mouth spreads quickly."
"Actually, I wanted to launch it some time ago, but I just didn't have the time, and the paper production capacity was insufficient. Now the time is ripe, but if it is properly launched, Daxing City and Luoyang City can be used as pilot projects, and then gradually spread to all parts of the country. "
"Vajra slave is a great talent, I admire you!" Yang Guang was very smart. After Yang Ji's explanation, he guessed the wonderful use of newspapers, and said excitedly: "If newspapers are used well, they are no less important than governing the country." Artifact.”
"That's true." Yang Ji smiled: "Many local officials, based on the view that 'the mountains are high and the emperor is far away', conceal the government's decrees that benefit the people, such as the tax reduction and exemption policy. The court clearly exempted them, but the local officials are still collecting taxes." , and finally adopted it as their own. If the newspaper is widely spread, even if the local officials want to hide it, they will have great concerns, worried that the people will know through the newspaper and report it."
"This newspaper must be published, it must be published." Yang Guang stood up excitedly. He walked around in circles for a few times, then stopped and said, "Even if there are corrupt officials who dare to commit crimes against the wind, the people who know the court's intentions through the newspapers will It also points the finger at corrupt officials, not the court. If the people are dissatisfied and report, the court can arrest the corrupt officials as soon as possible."
"Indeed!"
"Vajra slave!" Yang Guang stared at Yang Ji with burning eyes: "I want to transfer you to the center again."
"In a few years!" Yang Ji said with a smile: "Now I still have to train reform elites for the court. As for the rest, we can communicate through letters."
"That's right!" Yang Guang paused for a while and suddenly said: "I really don't know how you grew up to have so many. It would be great if you could divide one into ten and one into a hundred. .”
Yang Ji shrugged and spread his hands: "Then there is nothing we can do."
"Come on!" Yang Guang waved his hand and said: "Go to the Ministry of War, Shiming and Yue Gong are both there. After you are done, come back and help me deal with some memorials."
Yang Ji: "..."
I am neither the prince nor the prime minister, so what does the memorial have to do with me?
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