Chapter 855 Aren’t You Afraid of Being Infamous Forever?
good!
When used verbally, this word is a kind of praise from elders to younger generations, and it is extremely intimate.
But how old is Yan Shifan?
I'll be forty soon.
Jiang Qingzhi is almost twenty years old.
I’m old enough to be your dad, what are you saying?
good!
But who is Jiang Qingzhi?
Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty.
New policy makers.
He is a big shot who is on par with Yan Shifan's father Yan Song.
Yan Shifan was nominally only the Minister of Taichang Temple. If Jiang Qingzhi spoke, Yan Shifan would have to cooperate.
Almost like a subordinate!
But the word "good" was used in a rather naughty way. Zhu Xizhong wanted to laugh. He knew that Yan Shifan had prepared some "gifts" for his younger brother today, but the gifts were not used as his younger brother took the initiative.
While giving Yan Shifan a slap in the face, he was also warning Yan Song and Xu Jie.
This is no ordinary prime minister.
But he is a powerful official who can sit down and discuss things with you!
Can Yan Shifan get angry?
can!
But he knew Jiang Qingzhi's methods. Now the status of the two was very different. If he opened his mouth to scold him, Jiang Qingzhi would take the opportunity to deal with him. Even Yan Song would be speechless.
Cui Yuan didn't expect Jiang Qingzhi to be so imposing right after he arrived. He coughed dryly and said, "Well... harmony is the most important thing."
"Yes! Harmony is the most important thing." Zhu Xizhong agreed, but his words were a little ambiguous.
Yan Shifan was not giving face at first, and was also indecisive.
If Jiang Qingzhi slapped him, the Taoist would just clap his hands and cheer.
Yan Shifan was holding back his anger at the moment because he knew this.
Yan Song spoke to break the deadlock, "Chief Wilbur, please!"
As the Prime Minister, Yan Song had to come out to greet Jiang Qingzhi on the first day he arrived. They met first and discussed the future power distribution in secret.
Thinking of this, Yan Song turned around and glanced at his son. Yan Shifan actually smiled as if nothing had happened, "Congratulations, Lord Wei!"
Then everyone went in.
In the duty room, everyone sat down according to the nominal order.
"Let me sit here!" Xu Jie humbly prepared to sit below Jiang Qing.
Zhu Xizhong laughed, "Why is Lord Xu acting like this?"
As he said this, Zhu Xizhong gave his younger brother a look.
Xu Jie was retreating in order to advance.
I know that my status is not as good as yours, so I will take the initiative to step back.
If Jiang Qingzhi sits in his position openly, there will be rumors in the outside world later that Jiang Qingzhi forced Xu Jie to give up his position as soon as he went to Zhilu.
Jiang Qingzhi smiled.
Just when everyone thought he would give in, he said, "Lord Xu, just sit there and don't move."
So, are you willing to sit under Xu Jie?
Cui Yuan smiled and waited to see what Jiang Qingzhi would do.
"Yuanfu, how long has it been since we last met in the north?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
Yan Song didn't know what he was up to, "It's been more than a month!"
Jiang Qingzhi smiled and said, "Yuanfu has the demeanor of an elder, which is admirable. When I was in the army, I was able to ask for advice from time to time. I thought it would be difficult to have such an opportunity again, but who knows that the heavens will grant one's wishes."
Jiang Qingzhi lifted the chair with force and cursed inwardly: Damn, it's so damn heavy!
He placed the chair next to Yan Song, parallel to him, and sat down.
He said with a smile: "In this way, from now on, I can often get close to Yuan Fu. It's the best of both worlds."
……
"Chang Wei Bo had a conflict with Yan Shifan in Zhilu... He humiliated Yan Shifan and then went to the duty room. When the seats were arranged, Xu Ge Lao took the initiative to give up his seat, but Chang Wei Bo did not sit down. Instead, in the name of closeness, he placed himself next to Yuan Fu, sitting on an equal footing."
Rui Jingxian described it vividly. When he mentioned that Jiang Qingzhi praised Yan Shifan for being well behaved, the Taoist looked strange, as if he wanted to laugh but was holding it back.
When talking about Jiang Qingzhi moving the chair to Yan Song's side, Rui Jingxian glanced at Dao Ye.
The Taoist's mouth curled up slightly.
"Guawazi!"
……
Zhilu was Yan Song's duty room.
Xu Jie still sat in his seat.
Jiang Qingzhi and Yan Song are on equal footing.
In the past, Yan Shifan sat below Yan Song, but today he sat behind Zhu Xizhong.
Yan Song looked calm, "Since your majesty has launched a new policy, we have no choice but to follow suit. Chief Chang Wei Bo, do you have any plans for the new policy?"
"Just do my best." Jiang Qingzhi naturally would not tell anyone about his plan.
"Well, here in Zhilu... I just had someone clean up a duty room. Will Long Wilbur be on duty in Zhilu from now on, or..."
"No need to take turns for now." Jiang Qingzhi would not trap himself in Zhilu. "Your Majesty means that I will be in charge of the new policy. There are many things to do with the new policy. If there is anything that requires the cooperation of Zhilu, I will naturally speak up."
After saying that, Jiang Qingzhi suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, the security in the capital is unstable, so my manor was robbed by thieves yesterday. I will wait and see what happens next."
——I will investigate this matter!
Yan Song nodded, "It is up to Chang Wei Bo to handle this matter."
You communicate with His Majesty yourself, I don’t care!
"In addition, the Ministry of Revenue will bear the brunt of the land inventory."
Jiang Qingzhi looked at Yan Song, "Does the Prime Minister have any explanation?"
——Benbo is about to start, what is the position of the Yan Party?
"This is a good thing, but if we act too hastily... it will be bad." Yan Song's words were gentle but firm, but he could find no fault with them.
…Jiang Qingzhi didn’t bother to argue with him about this at all. He just reported the matter and said, “Send someone to the Ministry of Revenue to invite Lu Song.”
Three fires!
here we go!……
Outside the city, in Jiangjiazhuang, the farmers spread the news of the reward everywhere. Han Shan thought there would be no news today, but he didn't expect that someone would come just over an hour after the news was spread.
"Those people hid in the woods yesterday afternoon. I saw Ma Laoer from our village among them, looking very sneaky..."
The visitor was a farmer from a neighboring village. Han Shan asked, "Is Ma Laoer here?"
"Yes." The farmer said, "I deliberately found an excuse to go to his house earlier, and he was sleeping soundly."
Han Shan turned around and said, "Go and ask the guards of the Lord to come."
Boer was arranged by Mo Zhan to stay at the farm. He rushed over after hearing the news. After learning the news, he immediately said: "Let's go in plain clothes, quietly capture Ma Laoer, and torture and interrogate him."
Han Shan said, "I'm afraid of alerting the enemy. How about waiting until night?"
Bol shook his head. "My Lord took office today and said he wanted to make something to sacrifice to the emperor." He pointed to his neck and said, "It has to bleed."
Then he took two guards and followed the farmer to the next village.
"It's cold, everyone is staying at home!" The village was extremely deserted at the moment, with no one outside. The farmer sniffed, stretched his hand out of his sleeve, pointed to a dilapidated house in front and said, "Ma Laoer's house is over there."
"how many people?"
"His parents are gone, and he is lazy and gluttonous, so he lives with his brother and his wife. There are five of them in total."
"it is good!"
Paul walked forward with his guards and knocked on the door gently.
"Who is it?" someone asked.
"Something happened." The guard said.
The door opened, and the man behind the door was startled to see Bol. Just as he was about to speak, Bol sneered, "We are officials. If you want to die, just shout!"
The guard behind him stepped forward and said, "Is your brother at home?"
The man hesitated for a moment, then said dejectedly, "I knew that sooner or later he would cause a disaster... Here!"
Later, Boll left a guard to guard the Ma family and hurried back to Beijing.
Jiang Qingzhi was talking to Lu Song in his duty room.
When Lu Song came in, he first looked at the duty room and said, "New."
"That's right, but Old Yan's aesthetic taste is not that good." Jiang Qingzhi said lightly.
Lu Song pointed at the table and said, "This is made of the finest wood. If I am not mistaken, it is cut from a whole huge wood. The Ministry of Revenue also has a table like this, but the wood is far inferior to this one. It has been regarded as a treasure of the ministry by successive ministers. After I took over as the minister, I used it for a while, but I felt it was too old, so I replaced it."
"Is this calligraphy... an authentic work of Yan Zhenqing?" Lu Song's eyes narrowed, and then he stared at the calligraphy with burning eyes, "Wonderful!"
"This is... This is Li Bai's handwriting!"
"This is……"
Lu Song suddenly laughed, "Yuan Fu has good intentions!"
"That's right." Jiang Qingzhi smiled.
Lu Song suddenly retracted his gaze and saluted solemnly, "Your subordinate Lu Song, greetings to Chang Wei Bo!"
"So polite?" Jiang Qingzhi accepted his greeting with a smile.
As a prime minister, you have to bear what you have to bear. Being too modest is not a virtue, but also self-deprecating.
If you look down on yourself, others will naturally look down on you. Then they will laugh and scold you. Who the hell will take your words seriously?
This is also the change in how many officials get along with others after being promoted.
"Less than twenty!" Lu Song sighed, "When I got the news, I almost threw the cup in my hand. I thought it was shocking and unbelievable, but when I think about what Elder Wilbur has done in the past few years, it seems reasonable."
"Old Lu, do you know what I asked you to do?" A clerk came in and served tea to the two of them.
This should have been done by Sun Chonglou, but this guy... is too big and strong. According to Sun Bu Tong, if Shi Tou stands next to a guest, his huge body will put a lot of pressure on him.
——This is an office space, not the White Tiger Hall, let alone a sitting room.
Lu Song took the tea and took a sip. "This is the tea bestowed by the emperor! I have only drunk it once, but I use it to entertain guests here at Chang Wei Bo's place."
Jiang Qingzhi waited for him patiently.
Lu Song put down his teacup, "To be honest, the land inventory is urgent. But since your majesty has proposed tax reform, Lord Changwei can only follow suit."
Jiang Qingzhi nodded. In fact, according to his idea, the new policy should start with the administration of officials. But the Taoist priest obviously couldn't wait any longer and wanted to dig up the foundation of his opponent as soon as he made a move.
"Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back," said Jiang Qingzhi.
Through the water vapor, he was looking at Lu Song, the Confucian general.
"The task of checking the land should be mainly carried out by local officials, and officials from the court should be sent to supervise," said Lu Song.
There are so many acres of land in the Ming Dynasty, and even if all the officials in the Ministry of Revenue are sent down, it would be a drop in the bucket.
Therefore, this is also the reason why Jiang Qingzhi wanted to rectify the administration of officials first.
"The Ministry of Revenue does not have enough manpower."
This is the question given by Lu Song.
He looked at Jiang Qingzhi with sharp eyes, waiting for the reply from this unbelievably young minister.
"The Censor will go down!" Although this matter has not been discussed with the Taoist priest, it is not a big deal.
"Local places have emotions, even..."
"I know if he will take action."
"I have been an official in the local area for many years and I know the nature of those people. What consequences will the land investigation lead to... The local officials will cover up for the gentry. If they are forced too much, those people will resist and do something... unbearable to talk about."
Lu Song looked at Jiang Qingzhi, "Is Chang Wei Bo prepared for this consequence?"
Jiang Qingzhi looked straight at him and said, "Just do it, I'll take care of the rest!"
Lu Song looked at him steadily, "The pen is in their hands. Isn't Chang Wei Bo afraid of being infamous for eternity?"
(End of this chapter)
