"When the three kings offer sacrifices to the river, they all start with the river and then the sea, either as a source or as a source. This is called Wuben." "Book of Rites"
As dusk fell, Wang Bin, who was sitting on the verandah and taking a nap, suddenly sneezed. He slowly opened his cloudy eyes and looked around in a sleepy state.
A pair of young brothers walked side by side on the opposite side. The younger brother was a head shorter than the older brother and followed closely behind him. The elder brother Wang Duan was calm, well-mannered, and charming. He seemed to have measured the distance with every step he took, while his younger brother Wang Fu was undisciplined.
Very soon, following Wang Duan, he obviously wanted to walk faster, but he didn't dare to overtake him, so he could only shrug his shoulders and move forward in small steps.
Wang Bin watched from a distance and nodded with a deep look.
"Ah Weng" both came to Wang Bin together and saluted Wang Bin respectfully.
Wang Bin looked at Wang Duan and said: "These days, you have collected not only one thousand memorials, but eight hundred."
"There are quite a few, but not many were sent to the Chancellor's desk for drafting and approval of edicts." Wang Duan and Wang Fu sat on the mats on the left and right, and answered truthfully: "Many memorials have been suppressed."
"They must all be memorials against salt and iron." Wang Bin said lightly: "This matter is too big."
"There are different opinions on the matter of the salt and iron franchise. Taiwei Ma Gong and Sikong Huang Gong both spoke out at the same time. No matter how ambitious your Majesty is, I'm afraid," Wang Duan took back the last paragraph.
Wang Bin looked at his eldest son, whom he was most satisfied with, and raised his slack eyelids slightly: "You are worried that your Majesty will not be able to withstand it."
Although he didn't answer, Wang Duan's expression undoubtedly showed his worries.
"You have been with your Majesty all day long. You have read books, met people, and learned a lot. What do you think?" Wang Bin glanced at Wang Fu and asked in a routine manner.
Wang Fuzheng was looking around at the maids who were coming and going to light the lights in the corridors and rooms. His eyes were focused on the maid's graceful figure. At this moment, he suddenly heard his father's question and suddenly came back to his senses. He saw that Wang Bin's face turned blue.
, and the helpless expression on his brother Wang Duan's face.
He smiled coquettishly and said, "Aweng asked me just now."
"Humph" Wang Bin snorted coldly, with a bad look on his face.
He is also a member of the royal family. The eldest son is gentle and mature. At the age of 600, he is the commander of the carriage. He is in charge of officials and people, contributes from all directions, and has a good reputation among the scholars. It can be said that the future is bright. And this time
Zi Wangfu was unlearned, arrogant and unruly. I thought that he would be in the secretarial prison, hang out with the public servants, get close to Zhu Zhechi, and make some progress. Unexpectedly, almost no one in the secretarial prison would like to see him. In total,
Among the nine secretaries, the scholars only eliminated him and compiled the eighth secretaries of the province instead of the ninth secretaries.
This Eight Secrets is just like the titles of scholars and gentlemen such as Bagu and Bachu in the previous dynasty. Those with this title can still be celebrities for a while even if they are not appointed as ministers. At the right time, they can turn their reputation into political capital. It is a pity that it is so
Wang Fu missed the good opportunity.
Wang Bin was aroused by Wang Fu's move. He couldn't help but think of the eighth secret's hatred. He suddenly became angry and pointed and cursed: "You are such a bastard. I have made you feel uncomfortable all day long. You only know how to have fun together."
.I finally sent you to the Secretary's Prison. I don't expect you to learn from the king's wisdom. I just hope that you can get along with those public servants and learn their talents. But you, you are fooling around in the Secretary's Prison.
something"
This series of harsh reprimands made Wang Fu unable to raise his head. He retorted aggrievedly: "How could I be fooling around? Not to mention anything else, the sons of Tingwei Fa Gong and Shi Yu Shi Pei Gong are all in love with me."
Goodness, isn’t this a case of becoming one?”
"you"
Wang Duan frowned, looked at the unconvinced Wang Fu, and said: "Don't lift them up to explain for you. Fazheng and Pei Qian are both young talents. It is reasonable to have weird tempers and arrogance.
But apart from your temperament matching theirs, have you learned anything about other talents?"
"Why haven't you learned anything?" Wang Fu glanced at Wang Bin, who was still angry, and said softly: "I understand what they said in front of you, and even what they said in private. Sometimes everyone analyzes it together.
In the government, some people’s ideas are not as good as mine.”
"There are still people who are not as good as you" Wang Bin laughed angrily.
"Of course." When he mentioned this, Wang Fu immediately said with confidence: "For example, the scholar Sun Meng, apart from being able to write a few good articles, he doesn't understand the situation as thoroughly as I do. The same goes for Wang Can.
Likewise, I thought that as the son of a famous family, he would have some great insights, but I didn’t expect him."
Wang Duan was keenly aware of a detail, frowned and immediately relaxed, and asked seriously: "What did you hear in private?"
"I didn't say anything." Seeing Wang Duan's serious expression, Wang Fu put away his casual attitude, thought about it carefully, and replied: "It seems that your Majesty wants to take advantage of the people this time and is at a loss of control.
It is impossible to cut off the salt and iron. Not to mention that each of the salt ponds in Hedong has its own owner, and they have been operating for nearly a hundred years. It would be too simplistic for the emperor to take it back with just an edict."
After saying that, Wang Fu returned to his rash look and said disdainfully: "So I say that these two people only have family heritage. They only know the classics and are good at literature. It can be said that they don't know anything else. The Book of Songs has said it all
All the benefits of the mountains, forests, ponds and lakes in the world belong to the Shaofu. Naturally, the same goes for the salt ponds. They are all the private property of the king. Everyone has their own owner. If they have been running it for hundreds of years, they are just allowed to take care of it.
, just like the emperor allows the common people to enter the mountains and rivers to fish, hunt, and collect firewood. If they are allowed to do it, it is because of the emperor's favor that they are not allowed to do it. That is the king's law."
Wang Bin was a little surprised that Wang Fu had such a point of view. It seemed that the other party was not stupid, but his cleverness was used in the wrong place: "What you said makes sense, but if it is really implemented, there are still many obstacles.
Take the people who go into the mountains to collect firewood as an example. The government has no control over it. They have to let them go into the mountains and forests at the right time and pay taxes on what they get."
"But there are only so many salt ponds in the world, and the imperial court can't control them even if it wants to." Wang Fu clasped his hands and said matter-of-factly: "The salt ponds are originally the private property of the emperor. If they really follow the national law, they still dare to take it by force."
Wang Duan shook his head and didn't want to explain the difficulty. He asked, "Did they say anything else?"
"I just mentioned a sentence about the foreign ministers who tried to stop me from admonishing me, but your Majesty ignored them, so I had to find an opportunity to argue with reason." Wang Fu replied casually.
"Do we have to defend ourselves in Chang Dynasty?" Wang Duan thought and said.
"Today is the Chang Dynasty. Your Majesty, Zhao Situ is seriously ill, so he cannot go to court. The next Chang Dynasty will be in five days. Can they afford to wait? If this matter continues, it will be detrimental to them in the end, so I
Talk about Wang Can and the others"
"Just these two days." Wang Bin said suddenly and coldly.
Wang Duan and Wang Fu immediately stopped what they were about to say and looked at their father in surprise.
"Argument," Wang Bin snorted dullly. He lowered his eyelids and his expression gradually became serious: "There are still people who think that you can bully me when you are young."