Yong Temple.
It was late at night.
Fusu was still looking at the bamboo slips at his desk, as if he had no intention of resting.
During this period of time, he felt deeply tired.
It’s not that people are tired.
It's because I'm tired.
He also felt the difficulty of doing things for the first time.
In fact, he had participated in many political affairs in the past. In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was involved in various practical matters related to people's livelihood, such as coinage reform, population registration, land taxation and corvee service. However, his participation at that time was not very deep. Have a general understanding.
Not so with this shipwreck.
He is solely responsible.
Because of this, I also deeply understand the difficulty of scheduling.
We even felt constraints from all sides.
He placed the bamboo slip in his hand on the case, yawned rather sleepily, took a sip of the tea he asked for from Ji Heng, and sighed longly.
a long time.
He stood up from the table, put his hands behind his back, and went outside the hall.
Looking at the bright starry sky, my heart is very heavy.
He whispered: "The ancients said: 'You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others.' I thought at the time that the ancients were not enlightened after all. Now that I have experienced these things, I understand the profound truth behind it."
"Zhang Cang made it very clear that day."
"The basis will determine the final attitude of the various government agencies towards this matter. However, I was negligent. I thought that as the eldest son and being ordered to handle this matter, all the major government agencies should fully cooperate and do their best as they did in the past. to solve the problems that arise this time.”
"But I am shallow after all."
"I exposed my thoughts too soon."
"So much so that officials in these government agencies noticed that although they did not express any opposition, they were obviously much more passive than before, and they had even become seriously slack."
"Although the argument is well-founded, the reason lies in what Zhang Cang said about 'different ways'!"
"This is the real court!"
Fusu stood tall and looked toward the sky from a distance.
It's a little less idealistic and a little more calm and realistic.
He quietly held on to the railing, letting the breeze blow on his face and blowing the tips of his hair, feeling filled with emotions in his heart.
After his thoughts cleared up a little, he turned around and returned to the palace.
Sitting at the table.
Fusu frowned and muttered: "Power seeks power, and those in power seek power. Dao is the basis, and power is used. Without Dao, nothing can be achieved. Without power, nothing can be achieved. Only today do I understand the meaning of this."
"Harmony without difference, fighting without breaking up."
"This is the imperial court."
"If you don't know how to maneuver, it will be difficult for you to move forward in the court. I was too immature before, my understanding of this was too weak, and I was too self-righteous."
"Dharma, technique, and power are the avenues of power planning."
"Han Feizi was deeply aware of this, so he integrated the legalism into one, and spent his whole life's insight to reveal all the secrets of power and conspiracy. He was not a man of power, but forging sharp weapons for the people of Legalism. .”
"To prevent wise kings, good ministers, famous people and heroes from dying on the right path because of their incompetence in power and strategy."
"My previous view was too narrow."
He turned over the bamboo slips under the case and picked up "Han Feizi" which had been gathering dust again. He patted the dust on it with his hand, without opening the bamboo slips, but stared straight at it.
"The political principles summarized in "Han Feizi" cannot be understood by reading a book. Only by going deep into the whirlpool of power can we have a real understanding of this and can we use this to temper our own power of insight." Fusu whispered. A few times.
finally.
He put down "Han Feizi".
This time, he did not place "Han Feizi" beside the case, but directly on it.
Fusu said softly: "In the past, I regarded the tactics of power as a conspiracy, but now that I think about it, I just find it funny. Unfortunately, I didn't understand the reason at that time. Even before I took charge of the matter, I was still full of uncertainty about it. With disdain, only when you really put yourself in the situation can you understand the importance of tactics."
He opened a bamboo slip on the case and read it intently.
These days.
His life was not stable.
Although he was not impeached by the court officials by name, he was always pointed out secretly. He was no longer the impulsive and impulsive person he used to be when he was young. He could certainly hear the foreign voices of these officials.
Officials from Tingwei's Mansion, Shaofu Mansion, and Zhisu Neishi Mansion have complained to me frequently in the past few days.
Some are shirking their responsibilities, some are complaining that political affairs are too heavy, and some are complaining about their own inaction, which has caused their offices to be criticized miserably by the public.
All kinds of things here.
It all fell to him in the end.
He also felt heavy pressure for the first time.
This pressure is different from before.
In the past, most of the pressure he felt came from the things themselves, but this time the pressure came from the joint pressure from officials inside and outside the court. Although it was not stated clearly, the pressure was obvious both inside and outside the words.
He has been suffering a lot these past few days.
He had only just touched upon political differences and encountered such resistance. He could not imagine the pressure that the First Emperor had faced on his courtiers due to major political differences in the past, and the constraints he would have encountered.
I'm afraid it will be worse.
It can be seen that there is no small matter in the court.
After looking at the bamboo slips for a while, Fusu put down the rabbit-hair pen in his hand and frowned: "I still underestimated the impact of this matter at the beginning. It may be wrong to let Zhang Cang participate in this matter."
"Zhang Cang is the Censor of Shangji and is not responsible for punishing officials. Now because of my recklessness, Zhang Cang has been under a lot of pressure. Not only has he offended other censors in the Censor's Office, but also officials from various major government agencies. Quite a few, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Zhang Cang to do anything in the court from now on."
"Zhang Cang was already disliked by the courtiers because of his body shape. After this incident, it may be even more difficult for him to be promoted."
"I really owe Zhang Cang."
But soon, Fusu's eyes became determined.
He knows.
Something has to be done.
If it had been in the past and he had been dissuaded by so many people, he would have given up long ago and would have directly adopted the suggestions of Du He and others. But now, after so many things, his will has already transformed and become incomparably better. Be firm and never change.
He looked outside the palace and said loudly: "Wei Sheng, how is the situation in the city these days?"
Wei Sheng said: "Go back to the young master."
"People have been sent to do what the young master ordered, and the news has spread. After a few days, most people in the city know about it, but there are also a lot of doubts and refutations. Generally speaking, the city People still have trust in the imperial court, and they also believe that the imperial court can take action to resolve this matter."
"It's just that the time for spring plowing is getting closer and closer, and the mood at the bottom has obviously become restless again."
"Master, look"
Fusu nodded slightly and said, "I have my own idea about this matter."
"Yes." Wei Sheng said.
Wei Sheng looked at the sky and said with worried eyes: "Master, it's getting late now. It's time to rest. Master, you have been working so hard for several days."
"I am worried."
Fusu frowned and said displeasedly: "What does this little fatigue mean? Some things were caused by my carelessness. If I could have done it at the time..."
Halfway through the words, Fusu seemed to have thought of something, and a shadow flashed across his face. He didn't say anything more, but just raised his arms and said, "Okay, that's it. When it's really time to rest, I'll take it myself."
"You don't need to persuade me!"
Seeing Fusu getting angry, Wei Sheng looked frightened and timidly did not dare to persuade him again.
Fusu looked at the case again.
Looking at the documents submitted by the Shaofu and Tingwei, a cold look appeared in his eyes, and he said: "I really can't do anything about your current laziness and lazy administration, because you can always find reasons and excuses, but now the major The official office is no longer what it was half a year ago."
"In the past six months, under my father's deliberate control, many officials have been promoted in various government agencies."
"Many of them are newly promoted."
"If you don't do something, someone else will do it."
"Da Qin has not yet reached the point where it is indispensable for you, and you want to use this to put pressure on me. You have made the wrong idea."
"How can I, Fusu, bow to you?!"
A flash of coldness flashed in Fusu's eyes.
If it were more than half a year ago, he would really be helpless about this, but in the past half a year, Daqin has been making adjustments to various major government offices, which also gave Fusu the opportunity to intervene.
The current Shi Lu of Tingwei Mansion.
He was originally the censor of Ling Canal and supervised the construction of Ling Canal. During his tenure, there were no mistakes in the construction of Ling Canal. In November last year, he was appointed Ting Weizheng by his father.
This person can help himself.
In addition to Shi Lu, there is also Sima Chang, the bronze officer of the Shaofu.
After Sima Chang became the Qin general Sima Cuo, the Sima family was considered an influential family in the history of Qin. However, the Sima family has gradually declined in the past few decades. The reason is mainly due to the involvement of one person. .
Bai Qi!
Sima Chang's eldest father, Sima Qi, was Bai Qi's deputy general, but was eventually killed for being implicated in Bai Qi's affairs. The killing of Bai Qi by the late King Zhaoxiang had such a great impact that subsequent generations of Qin kings did not dare to rashly involve him. For decades, the Sima family also declined.
It was only after the First Emperor took office that Bai's name was corrected.
Not only did he reward Bai Zhong, Bai Qi's son, as a marquis.
The major families who were implicated back then were also reactivated.
The Sima family was able to rise again.
Just a few decades later, the influence of the Sima family in the Qin State has long been reduced. The two brothers Sima Chang and Sima Xin are now a bronze officer and the other is just a military commander.
In addition to these people, there are also some new officials.
These can all be used by Fusu.
Think of this.
Fusu frowned.
He felt that all this seemed to be natural, but it was obviously not the case. Instead, someone was secretly planning it. All the changes in Da Qin seemed to be following a predetermined trajectory.
In a moment of thought.
Two figures appeared in his mind.
One is the First Emperor.
The other one is Ji Heng.
Fusu didn't think too much about it. There was no benefit in thinking too much. He made some annotations on the bamboo slips and stopped reading the bamboo slips. He finally felt a little sleepy.
Yawned several times.
Then he got up and left the study, heading towards the side hall where he slept.
Outside the hall, Wei Sheng had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Fu Su coming out, he quickly followed him.
Fusu's figure disappeared into the palace.
now.
The sky has turned a little white.
The surrounding trees made a rustling sound under the breeze.
(End of chapter)
