"Nonsense, just nonsense!"
When Feng Junhou heard that someone was privately worshiping the prime minister on the roadside at the foot of the mountain, he became furious on the spot.
He said "Nonsense" several times, and then kicked the remaining sacrifice.
Then he turned his head and said to the guards guarding the Prime Minister’s Tomb:
"The Zhongyi Temple is the Zhongyi Temple, and the Prime Minister's Tomb is the Prime Minister's Tomb. The Zhongyi Temple is a place of worship allowed by the imperial court. The Prime Minister's Tomb has not yet received permission from the imperial court."
"Besides, they are still worshiping on the side of the road. If we really need to investigate, this is a wild and obscene sacrifice!"
There was the "witchcraft disaster" in the past and the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the later period. The two Han dynasties had relatively strict management of the sacrifices to various gods and ghosts.
Unless approved by the government, they will all be regarded as wild sacrifices and obscene sacrifices.
It would be better not to pursue this kind of matter, but once it is investigated, it will be highly related to political correctness.
By then, not to mention ordinary people, even princes and ministers may not be able to bear this charge.
Not to mention the distant one, Cao Hong, who is closer, is a good example.
In his early years, Cao Pi once borrowed money from Cao Hong, but Cao Hong was reluctant to borrow it, so Cao Pi recorded the matter in his notebook.
Later, Cao Hong's retainers went to worship the wild gods privately, but were reported.
Cao Pi, who had become emperor, still clearly remembered the little incident of borrowing money many years ago.
So he was overjoyed and immediately took Cao Hong to prison, preparing to take the opportunity to kill Cao Hong.
If Bian hadn't died and tried his best to help Cao Hong, maybe Cao Hong would have gone down to reminisce with Cao Cao because of this matter.
It can be seen from this that the matter of private sacrifice is really a big deal.
If you are not held accountable, it is a small matter; if you are held accountable, it is a big deal.
Although the prime minister's status in the Han Dynasty is quite special, and the little fat man may be more practical, he can't stand the fact that there is a woman named Zhang in the palace.
Even if the royal family doesn't say it clearly, it's not good to have a grudge in his heart.
Feng Junhou's face was full of anger, and he glanced at Zhang Xiaosi quietly.
"Remember, if anyone continues to offer sacrifices privately at the foot of the mountain in the future, they must be driven away!"
"Really, both of you don't care enough to let you guard the tomb, not to lie down on the mountain and sleep!"
The leader, Shi Chang, had a look of embarrassment on his face and hesitated to speak.
How can it be that the common people come to offer sacrifices to the Prime Minister, only to be driven away?
Is this reputation bad enough?
But when he saw Feng Junhou getting angry, he could only lower his head and accept the punishment.
Feng Junhou scolded the soldiers, and his eyes began to drift towards Secretary Zhang again.
Secretary Zhang had a straight face, just pretending to be watching a show.
Feng Junhou cursed for a long time, but did not see the slightest reaction from Zhang Xiaosi. At that moment, he had to shut up angrily and lead the way up the mountain.
The soldiers guarding the tomb had already placed new sacrifices, and Feng Junhou personally paid homage to them.
After the worship was completed, the group went back down the mountain. The sun was already setting in the west.
Feng Junhou came down the mountain, held his waist and sighed:
"I'm getting old. I feel so tired after going up and down the mountain."
As he spoke, he turned his head, looked behind him, and said with some emotion:
"I am considered a disciple of the Prime Minister. It is natural for me to go up the mountain to worship. However, the people in Sichuan have received a lot of favors from the Prime Minister. They want to worship, but they are not qualified to go up the mountain."
"The Prime Minister doesn't know how much less incense he will receive. The Prime Minister has been burdened by the big man for his whole life, but in the end he can't even enjoy this incense. It is really unreasonable..."
Feng Junhou said nonchalantly, sighing at the same time.
Secretary Zhang finally couldn't stand it any longer, so he just flew over and glared angrily:
"You can't say less!"
Feng Junhou immediately shut up and said nothing.
Secretary Zhang looked at him angrily:
"What's the relationship between me and Alang? What do you want to do? You can't just say it directly, but you still need to say it in such a vague way?"
Isn't this what you've been waiting for?
Feng Junhou immediately said:
"I want to build an ancestral hall at the foot of the mountain so that people can have a place to worship the prime minister."
"I know." Secretary Zhang glanced at him with disdain, then flatly refused: "No!"
"Why?"
"Not now!" Secretary Zhang glared at him, "You are not allowed to say such things again."
"Why?"
Feng Junhou asked in pursuit.
"I just said that I am a disciple of the Prime Minister. After setting up a shrine for the Prime Minister, your mere status as a disciple of the Prime Minister is enough to bluff people."
"In addition, Zhijie, the leader of Guanzhong, has a large number of troops and controls nearly half of the territory of the Han Dynasty. If you are the first to submit a letter to the prime minister to build a temple, what will you let others think?"
Want to be independent?
Secretary Zhang said so much in one breath, and finally concluded:
"I don't care who wants to submit a letter to the Prime Minister to build a shrine, but you must not submit this letter."
Then he glared at him hatefully:
"Don't you want the royal family to lose face? You can't bully the royal family to talk easily, just because you want to get more."
Feng Junhou was a little helpless: "Public opinion..."
"Then let them worship at the foot of the mountain. At worst, they can build a shed, but they cannot publicize it, otherwise it will be against the rules, unless the emperor issues an edict."
(Note: The establishment of temples for ministers has been practiced by both public and private institutions since the Han Dynasty. This does not mean that temples for ministers cannot be built.)
(Adou has never agreed to build a temple for the Prime Minister. One important reason is that he originally proposed to build a temple for the Prime Minister in the capital.)
(However, it is against etiquette to build a temple in the capital, because there is an emperor's ancestral temple in the capital. If you build a minister's temple again, it will invade the ancestral temple, so it is not appropriate)
The emperor has just taken office, and judging from various signs, his move to take back power is quite obvious.
Otherwise, why would he give Wei Yan the title "General Zhenbei" if he had given him the title "General Zhenbei" to Alang?
Don’t you just want checks and balances?
It's not that you can't build a temple for the Prime Minister, but it's too sensitive for Alang to write a letter to build a temple for the Prime Minister at this time.
Secretary Zhang's words had reached this point. Feng Junhou was unwilling, but he couldn't say anything more.
Seeing his appearance, Secretary Zhang slowed down and said:
"Don't worry, the Prime Minister is very kind to the people of Shu. If the people are truly grateful, someone will express their gratitude to the emperor on behalf of public opinion, but that is also a matter for the court."
"You are far away in Guanzhong now. Why are you worrying so much? Don't come forward on this matter. I'm afraid there are people in the court who are more anxious than you."
After the prime minister passed away, all kinds of monsters and monsters wanted to jump out and have their own plans.
Secretary Zhang didn't want his Alang to get involved in this kind of thing.
"The most important thing for you right now is to quickly find a way to stabilize the situation in Guanzhong and appease the people. Doing this well is a great achievement."
Secretary Zhang stared at him and said:
"Just like now, if you go out to inspect farming and understand the people's conditions, you will do a good job. Don't think too much about other things."
Feng Junhou rarely saw her like this, and he was slightly surprised.
However, Secretary Zhang has always been the woman who stood behind Feng Junhou and made suggestions.
Although she is considered a member of the royal family, she will definitely not harm her Alang in this matter.
Seeing her warning him with such a serious expression, Feng Junhou suddenly reacted:
The Han Dynasty is now at the time of power transition. Strictly speaking, this situation can be regarded as the most sensitive moment in all dynasties.
In addition, he holds great power and leads the troops.
Even the simplest letter may be over-interpreted by some people.
Not to mention building a temple for the prime minister.
Feng Junhou figured this out and nodded to Secretary Zhang:
"In that case, as Siniang said, we will continue to patrol."
Fishing, isn't that a simple thing?
The so-called eight rivers circumnavigating Chang'an, after looking at the south side, doesn't there still be a north side?
"On the left is Cangwu, and on the right is the extreme west. Danshui is further to the south, and Ziyuan is to the north. It ends with Bachan, going in and out of Jingwei; Fenghao is dripping, and the remaining snakes are running in it. It is divided into eight rivers. , contrary to each other."
This gorgeous text is a description of the Eight Rivers circumnavigating Chang'an.
All seven waters flow into the Wei River, and finally the Wei River flows into the Yellow River.
(Note: Due to changes in waterways in later generations, part of the flow of the Eight Rivers no longer directly meets the Wei River.)
Therefore, Guanzhong is roughly centered on the Weishui River and is divided into northern and southern parts.
Now that I've seen the south side, isn't there a north side?
The eight rivers surrounding Chang'an brought abundant water sources around Chang'an, and also brought great convenience to farming.
But going north after crossing the Weishui River, the topography gradually becomes different from that south of the Weishui River.
Before the opening of the Zhengguo Canal, there were a large number of swamps and a considerable amount of saline-alkali land between the Jingshui River and Luoshui River north of the Wei River, and water conservancy was inconvenient.
These reasons make it difficult to effectively utilize the large amounts of wasteland north of the Wei River.
After the Zhengguo Canal, which runs from east to west and connects Jingshui and Luoshui, was opened.
With the Weishui River, Jingshui River, Luoshui River, and Zhengguo Canal as the main arteries, and the large and small water flows north of the Weishui River as capillaries, a spider-web-shaped water conservancy irrigation system has been formed.
This project, which required hundreds of thousands of manpower and took more than ten years to complete, added more than one million acres of arable land to Guanzhong.
On this basis, the Early Han Dynasty continued to tinker with things to further expand the cultivable area, laying a solid foundation for the prosperity of the Early Han Dynasty.
It is a pity that since the capital of the Later Han Dynasty was Luoyang, Guanzhong was far less concerned than the former Han Dynasty.
In addition, in the late Later Han Dynasty, the Qiang and Hu rebellions in Liangzhou lasted for more than a hundred years, and even spread to Guanzhong during this period. The water conservancy that was originally a great success has gradually been neglected.
Although Cao Cao had pacified Guanzhong for more than 20 years, he did not have much manpower and material resources to restore production in Guanzhong.
In other words, Sima Yi had only reclaimed part of the cultivated land during his farming in the past few years, but it was only limited to the vicinity of Chang'an, and did not even cross the Wei River.
"This canal must be repaired again!"
A few days later, Feng Junhou stood in front of a large puddle, looking at the grass growing around him, and couldn't help but said with some worry.
The large puddle in front of me is more like a pond than a puddle.
There are a total of seven such ponds along the Zhengguo Canal. These are specially dug reservoirs to buffer the water flow of the canal and to store water on daily basis.
Although the reservoir in front of me looks very big, it can be clearly seen that the water inlet and outlet are already heavily silted, and there is also collapse around the pool.
All this shows that this water conservancy project is declining due to lack of care for a long time.
"How to fix it? This is no small matter."
General Guan had a way of killing enemies in battle, but when it came to dealing with such matters, the only thing she could think of was to replace the knife in her hand with a hoe.
"The former Qin Dynasty spent more than ten years and consumed countless manpower and material resources. I am afraid that the Han Dynasty does not have the ability at this time."
Feng Junhou was confident:
"It's not excavation, it's just re-construction. It won't take much effort. It just depends on whether you are willing to put in the effort."
As he spoke, he sighed a little, "Guanzhong now includes the barbarians, and I'm afraid the number is less than one million, but I don't dare to do it like the former Qin Dynasty. So I can only take it slowly."
Secretary Zhang glanced at Feng Junhou and suddenly said: "I also want a share of the Imperial Villa."
"What?"
"The fields that can be cultivated in Guanzhong now are probably all in Weinan, right?"
Secretary Zhang gestured to the south, "This is close to the north, and you can often see Hu people. How can anyone come to cultivate the land?"
"So do you want the Xinghan Association to take care of this matter again? Then you can do whatever you want, racing and staking the land, and no one will care until the horse is exhausted."
Feng Junhou made a sound, "When did Xinghanhui ever do horse racing and encirclement of land?"
"We didn't interfere in Juyan County, right? Aren't they all distributed to the people?"
"Tonozawa..."
Feng Junhou sneered:
"Duyeze is a gathering place for Qiang and Hu. You let the people go and see if anyone dares to go? Prosperous Han will worry about the country. Is it wrong?"
"Besides," Feng Junhou pointed to the surroundings, "If you walk a hundred or so steps now, the weeds will block you."
"In this situation, in this place, if you don't give me some benefits, who will do it? You can't let the horse run away without letting the horse eat grass, right?"
Secretary Zhang held out three fingers: "Thirty-seven points."
The evil-hearted woman turned her elbows outward!
I just said a few days ago that she knows how to think about herself!
Feng Junhou said with a dark face: "There is a herb in Nanzhong called Panax notoginseng. It is a top-grade blood-tonifying herb. Are you planning to use Xinghanhui as Panax notoginseng to restore blood to the court?"
"After Guanzhong, the capital will be located!" Secretary Zhang pouted, "The imperial court must keep some land in its hands, otherwise how can it allocate land to the people?"
"During the Pre-Han Dynasty, the population in Guanzhong increased, and the court had to transport grain from all directions, and even Longyou had to send people to open up wasteland."
Feng Junhou said "tsk" again.
That was at least two generations away.
Two generations later, if the court still relies on the small amount of land in Guanzhong to make a living, it will be a regression of society, and it is not necessary for the court to do so.
"Fifty-five."
"No, just Sanqi."
No matter how clever Zhang Xiaosi is, he cannot escape the limitations of the times.
Her dedication to the land made her, who represented the imperial court at this time, refuse to give in.
"Alang, please listen to my advice and let me help you handle this matter. The Xinghan Association is in the border county, and it can be enclosed in any way."
"The imperial court will only be happy to see success, but this is Guanzhong, where the future capital will be, and things cannot be compared with those of border counties."
Feng Junhou looked unhappy:
"First it was Nanzhong, then Liangzhou. After all, the Xinghan Society did a lot of practical things, right? Why did they always drive us to the border counties?"
"Then are we going to be placed on the Jiuyuan side again this time, or on the Pingcheng side of Bingzhou (that is, Datong in later generations)?"
Zhang Xiaosi covered his mouth and smiled:
"What a great grazing land. How great would it be to open a pasture there? I don't believe you don't want it."
Feng Junhou glanced sideways at the fox who had stolen a little hen:
"Sanqi is fine, but we have agreed that Jiuyuan and Pingcheng will let us enclose the land, and the court will not take it back with any excuse in the future."
Seeing Feng Junhou so cheerful, Zhang Xiaosi felt a little unsure.
She looked at the big pond, then at Feng Junhou, who looked leisurely and contented, and emphasized with some worry:
"It's about repairing the entire Zhengguo Canal, not just this section."
"Don't worry, I'm talking about the entire Zheng Guoqu."
Zhang Xiaosi's heart suddenly "thumped".
not good!
I fell into King Feng Gui’s trick!
Zhang Xiaosi's expression changed slightly as he thought of the rumor of a certain foresight.
Although I don’t know what else can be done in Jiuyuan Heping City besides opening up pastures to collect wool.
But after sleeping with Feng Junhou for so many years, Zhang Xiaosi instinctively felt that something was wrong.
It can’t be that the food grown there is better than that in Guanzhong, right?
