Seeing Zhang Bao suddenly come in, Li Xian and Shang Ren quickly stood up to greet him.
Shang Ren had been idle at home for several years and was once again promoted to an official position. He cherished this opportunity.
However, Zhu Jianshen did this intentionally. He was deposed by the emperor and expelled from the cabinet because he opposed the new tax system, but now that it has been re-enabled, he is still responsible for the new tax system in the cabinet.
Of course, this is Zhu Jianshen telling Shang Ren, an upright and old-fashioned man, that when manpower is exhausted, the general trend is unstoppable.
After Shang Ren returned to the official position, he accepted his fate and was not as resistant to the new tax system as before. Of course, the most important reason was that he had seen the changes in the court in the past few years.
"Li Shoufu, Shang Shangshu, didn't bother you two, right?" Zhang Bao said with a smile.
"Eunuch Zhang, why are you disturbing us? Your Majesty has summoned us."
"No, His Majesty asked the old slave to send the memorial from Qufu City to Li Shoufu, and specifically explained how to deal with it. Li Shoufu will decide on his own. There is no need to report it. You can directly approve it and send it to the Chief Ceremony Supervisor for sealing. Wear red." Zhang Bao said, turned around, and took the closing words and memorial from the hands of the young eunuch behind him.
Li Xian also hurriedly stepped forward and took the memorial from Zhang Bao's hand: "Eunuch Zhang, after I have finished handling it, you still have to read it and report it to His Majesty. This is the rule."
Zhang Bao smiled: "Your Majesty said, don't worry about you, I will leave it to you. I have some things to do next, so I won't disturb you two. You can do it yourself."
"Okay, Eunuch Zhang, walk slowly."
"Walk slowly."
"You two stay here."
As he spoke, Zhang Bao turned around and walked out of the cabinet duty room.
Li Xian looked at the memorial and closing words in his hand and sighed. In fact, he knew the contents very well.
When the emperor arranged for him to do this, he was also telling him that if you interfered in Qufu's affairs, you should do it to the end, finish it well, and don't let anything happen again.
Shang Ren looked at Li Xian, who was not very interested, and said, "Oh, Sir, I still have to express my condolences."
Li Xian smiled bitterly, then turned around and placed the memorial on his desk.
"What's the point of expressing condolences? Now, I want to minimize the impact of this matter. Compared with the reputation of your majesty, my son-in-law's reputation is more important. I also understand in my heart."
"Yes, this is what we should do as ministers... Mr. Chief Assistant, I will not disturb you anymore. After you handle this matter first, we will talk about the southeastern affairs."
"Okay, Lord Shang, walk slowly."
Shang Ren cupped his hands and turned to leave.
After Li Xian saw off the merchant carriage, he turned around and sat down at his desk, looking at the memorials by Xu Youzhen and others, as well as the closing statement written by Li Shaoxun.
After reading it, Li Xian closed his eyes and thought carefully about how to deal with it.
As the saying goes, good things don’t go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.
The story of Holy Duke Yan of Qufu had already spread among the officials in the capital.
The Hanlin Academy, the home of pedantic civil servants, a group of Hanlins who read and study the classics of saints every day, also discussed the affairs of Qufu in the past few days.
Because for them, Qufu's affairs accounted for several hot topics, including saints, Yanshenggong, vendetta, new tax system, and millions of dollars in vain.
The minds of scholars are not fast, but they are not stupid. We are all scholars. I have been studying hard for decades, and my monthly salary is only two or three taels of silver. If the emperor does not send some red envelopes to subsidize the family at the end of the year, I will You are going to live a shabby year with little water, but you are eating and drinking every day, and you are sitting on a huge fortune.
Why am I so poor and why is he so rich.
Literati look down upon each other.
Even in front of the Queen of Saints, they were unwilling to lower their arrogant heads.
At this time, in the study room of the Hanlin Academy.
An old editor from the Hanlin Academy carried a pot of tea and walked up to a middle-aged man who was reading. He looked at the middle-aged man, as if thinking of his yesterday, and couldn't help but shook his head, sighed and walked forward. .
The middle-aged Hanlin put down the book in his hand and turned to look at the old editor: "Old Huang, why don't you just be lazy and drink tea and come to me to sigh."
The middle-aged Hanlin's name was Zhang Qingzhi, while the old editor's name was Ren Lao.
After hearing Zhang Qingzhi's words, Ren Lao turned his head, then walked back and placed his teapot on the table in front of Zhang Qingzhi. M.biQuge.biZ
"Why are you still studying? Our Hanlin Academy is about to become a nursing home. Those few who are trying to read and lecture are in front of us every day, jerking like big cocks, but they haven't seen His Majesty in a long time. They are in the sixth grade. They have official positions, let alone them. Our envoys are not qualified to go to your majesty's palace. The Sutra banquet stopped in the eighth year of Chenghua and has never been held again. Your majesty, some of you don't believe us. ”
"You are still studying, studying. Even if Your Majesty gets interested and holds a sutra banquet, it won't be your turn. Don't forget, I am the editor of the seventh rank, and you are the reviewer of the seventh rank. Alas , I can’t even survive.”
Listening to Ren Lao's words, Zhang Qingzhi was obviously a little dissatisfied.
"The book has its own beauty like jade, and the book has its own golden house. If you don't read, how can you understand the saint's classics? Do you have to read it over and over again and consider every word to understand it?"
"Ah, Yan Ruyu, the golden house belongs to Kong Sheng's family. The Kong Sheng's family is really filled with mountains of gold and silver. What do you have? You live in the westernmost city and come to sign in every day. Sitting there is a skinny donkey. Pulling a car. If I remember correctly, it’s time for your girl to get married. Have you prepared a dowry? I’d like to tell you. You should also think about your career path. Work here and find another job outside. I heard that Lao Li and the others went down to make money secretly in the middle of the night. We are Hanlin, and the wealthy businessmen outside here value our status very much. You know the meaning of a classic , how much money can I earn? Twenty taels, a month’s salary.”
"Old Huang, I don't like to hear what you are saying. They are willing to degenerate. I am ashamed to be in their company. Those who are pure will become pure themselves, and those who are turbid will become turbid. Also, although you see me sitting on a donkey every day, The car came to Hanlin Academy, but I still have two mules at home. I won’t tell you, but you know that when my girl gets married, I will sell these two mules to my colleagues. I will have the dowry, and then I'm saving some money to buy a little donkey..."
"Although our monthly salary is small, at the end of the year, His Majesty's rewards are quite large. Last year, I received four taels of silver, three buckets of rice, and ten pounds of meat... The most valuable thing in a person is contentment. I have books to read every day. Now, I go to the Supervisor of Ceremonies to ghostwrite from time to time, which is quite satisfying."
Listening to this middle-aged man's rather proud words.
This old Hanlin man is dumbfounded. My dear fellow, I really can’t tell that you still have some wealth...
Having said that, no matter where you are proud of, I can't find it...
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