"The public listens carefully and is alert, and he handles important tasks with ease."——————[Xiaoting Miscellaneous Records·Qiu Wenda Duke]
Situ Yang Biao was shocked when he learned that the emperor had temporarily assigned him an additional task. Although he got the "recording of affairs" that he had dreamed of, he did not want to pay the price that the emperor asked him to pay. After receiving the appointment, he immediately
He wanted to write a memorial to reject this urging edict, but before he could think of the wording, his long history, Fazheng, came uninvited.
"What is Ming Gong writing?" Fazheng sat down next to Yang Biao. He didn't even look at the writing on the desk, and said calmly: "Isn't it a memorial to reject the emperor's destiny?"
"I am old and can't see clearly. I feel ashamed to hold the position of one of the three princes. Now I have to be entrusted with important matters by Your Majesty. How can I reluctantly hold the position and delay the government?" Yang Biao said slowly, he
It is true that he is now at an age where his ears are soft, and it is probably true that he does not have the energy to do anything. However, the fact that he refuses the imperial order at the moment means more than just being old and sick.
Fazheng chuckled lightly and followed his words: "Since I am the official history of Ming Dynasty, why bother to write such things myself? Please do it for me."
After saying that, he looked at Yang Biao with bright eyes. The two looked at each other in silence for a while. In the end, Yang Biao was defeated. He sighed softly and stretched out his hand to push forward. Fa Zheng nodded and looked at Yang Biao.
At his instruction, I took the unfinished glossary and read it under the lamp.
"It's all good, but in my humble opinion, there are a few things that would be more appropriate if slightly modified." Fazheng said lightly.
Yang Biao's eyes flashed, and then the other party asked: "Which places are they?"
"This." Fazheng pointed to a certain place on the list of words without politeness, as if he was completely unaware that the person in front of him was a great scholar who had been immersed in writing for many years: "What is written here is: 'Brothers, I have passed away, but I am with you.
"Yi Ducun." There seems to be something wrong. Ming Gong's descendant Dezu, wasn't he recently sent to Jiaozhou to serve?"
Yang Biao looked unmoved, but Fazheng was still commenting, as if he was evaluating a student's article: "How about adding another sentence here: 'After experiencing chaos, going through hardships and dangers, relying on holy virtues to seek perfection'?
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"The law is filial and upright." Yang Biao finally spoke. His tone was still calm, but anyone could hear that he was dissatisfied, not to mention that smart people are upright.
"I have heard that Ming Gong is very proficient in classics. Today I read the article, and I feel that it is even more extraordinary. I have really learned from you." Fa Zheng praised him pretending not to know, and then changed the topic: "It's just that once a glossary like this is presented,
Does Mr. Ming really think that he can retreat in peace?"
"The emperor is young, and there are many capable men and women in the court. I have been in the government for many years, and I have not made any great achievements, so I feel ashamed. This time from Jingzhao to Luoyang, passing by the hometown of Hongnong, I couldn't help but think about the shield.
I want to beg for the bones after I go back, but I’m just making early plans for now." Yang Biao tried to avoid talking about it.
"I am very puzzled by what Ming Gong said." Fa Zheng pressed forward step by step: "Your Majesty's edict is about to be issued, and Ming Gong went to me to ask for his resignation. He said it was nice to say it, but he was avoiding trouble, but it was not nice to say it... The so-called 'resignation'
"The king is supreme." Ming Gong is a Confucian scholar, so you don't know the meaning of this sentence, right?"
Yang Biao could no longer sit still. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted softly: "Fa Xiaozhi!"
Fazheng seemed to be frightened by it. He took half a step back, knelt down and prostrated, and presented the speech with both hands: "Whether you want to retreat or advance, please think twice!"
"What are you going to do?" Yang Biao seemed a little angry and resolutely resigned. Not only his son Yang Xiu, who was far away in Jiaozhou, but also the Yang family of Hongnong could not escape without his protection in the court; but
If he accepted the emperor's edict and presided over the imperial edict, what would the world's scholars think of him? No matter how smart he was in the past, Yang Biao now found that he was unable to do anything to the boy in front of him.
"As Situ Changshi, I naturally want to help Ming Gong and do my best. If Ming Gong resigns as Situ, where will I go?" Fazheng said matter-of-factly: "This time I move to Hao, Ming Gong only needs to sit in charge of Luo.
Yang, I, together with Henan Yin Liu Gong, Chang'an Ling Wang Ling and others, rely on the prestige of Ming Gong, the local governor, obey the orders and act according to the imperial edict, and it will take less than half a year to accomplish the task. If there is any interference with Li Shu, Ming Gong can impeach your majesty.
After waiting for the tombs of the late emperors in Luoyang to be built and guarded, returning to Chang'an, entering the Chengming Palace to discuss politics with the Dukes of Zhao and Cao, governing the world with what I have learned throughout my life, and assisting the sage kings, what does moving to a wealthy position mean in comparison?"
Yang Biao regained a lot of his sanity by his words. He slowly exhaled and thought calmly, as long as it doesn't affect himself and does not harm Li Shu, so what if he pushed it with his own hands? Only by reaching a higher position can he do more.
If he retreats from the matter like this now, not only will it not help, but he will only follow Huang Wan's footsteps in vain. Fazheng reminded him in disguise, which made Yang Biao start to become serious in the real sense: "You really think so.
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"This is natural." Fazheng said.
"So, it was your idea for Dezu to go to Jiaozhou, right?" Yang Biao suddenly said, seemingly intending to raise an army to investigate, but in fact he wanted to take back the initiative.
Fazheng said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Lang Jun went with Huanzhi of Jiaozhou."
Yang Biao was speechless. It seemed that the emperor didn't know some things, but he held them in his hands without asking questions. He had to accept this edict whether he accepted it or not. Fazheng was just 'helping' him to do things.
It's just his role to remind him.
After thinking about this, Yang Biao sighed lightly, put the dictionary on the candlelight and burned it to ashes, and then let Fa Zheng leave.
In the early spring of the 10th year of Jian'an, after Yang Biao formally accepted the task of relocating the powerful people, he began to figure out the way as soon as he got started. He asked local officials to carefully screen the powerful people, and required that within a certain family property, there were usually many unscrupulous powerful people to move to various places in Henan first.
The mausoleum, and then the rest, could be used to combat lawlessness, fulfill the emperor's request, and minimize the impact on the prestigious noble families.
At the beginning of summer, a large number of powerful people from Hebei, Qingzhou and other places began to move into Yuanling, Xianjieling, Jingling and other mausoleums in Henan. Changcangci, who had made great contributions to moving the powerful and peaceful people to Wenling, became a household name in Henan.
Cao, began to actively participate in the resettlement of wealthy people.
There is an example of Wenlingyi. How many households were arranged in which Lingyi? Liu Bei, Wang Ling and others did it in an orderly manner, which neither interfered with the lives of the local people in Henan nor caused any major public security problems.
Among them, Yang Biao played a role in stabilizing people's hearts. When some people hated and cursed the Yang family, some people saw that they could not do anything, so they turned to Yang Biao and others to build a good relationship, and even escaped the fate of being evicted.
, with various measures, most places were relatively stable, but just when Yang Biao thought he could breathe a sigh of relief and return to Chang'an smoothly before six months, something happened.
The Qingzhou Yellow Turbans attacked Jinan, and Jinan King Liu Yun was killed.