Liu Xie also had the idea of abolishing the prefectural governor and restoring the governor.
But he did not expect that Ni Heng proposed to abolish the state governor because the pastor had the intention of grazing, which was contrary to his love for the people.
At first, he felt that Ni Heng was a scholar who had not finished his habits and was too rated.
But after thinking about it carefully, I felt that Ni Heng was right.
If the name is not right, the words will not go well.
Sometimes the title has a strong suggestive effect. Calling a state governor means that the official authorization of the people is like grazing cattle and sheep, and does not regard ordinary people as human beings.
In "Shuowen Jiezi", Mu's explanation is the cattle shepherd. As this part of the book spreads more and more, such explanations have gradually become known to more people.
Especially ordinary people.
At this time, the title of the provincial governor was a bit out of place, and it was very necessary to change or cancel, just as the craftsman and doctor were changed to craftsmen and doctors.
From this suggestion, Liu Xie felt that Ni Heng's heartfelt respect for ordinary people was not just a lip service.
To be honest, this was a bit beyond his expectations.
"Suggestions are good suggestions, but some people will definitely feel that changing the system is inconvenient. You can prepare and write a letter to discuss with the ministers at the court meeting."
"Yi." Ni Heng was happy.
Although he believed that the emperor would accept his advice, he did not expect that the emperor's reaction was so decisive and hesitated at all.
The two talked in an opportunistic manner, and time passed without realizing it.
Xun Wenqian finished washing up and sat in the room waiting.
Seeing that it was the beginning of the hour and there was no movement outside, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
I guess the emperor has forgotten again.
The emperor has been very busy lately.
The end of the year is approaching, and the plans for counties and counties are about to begin, and virtuous literature from all over the country are coming one after another, preparing to attend the meeting at the end of the year. The conflicts between the armies in Guanzhong are gradually becoming prominent. Some people propose to reorganize the armies, but there are also voices of opposition.
Then, then
Although Jia Xu and the Grand Marshal greatly suppressed the generals and relieved a lot of trouble for the emperor, this was just a temporary measure and the problem still needs to be solved in the end.
The army is the foundation, and no hidden dangers can be left. Any problems must be solved in a timely manner.
In contrast, the affairs of prefectures and counties can be slowed down without rushing for a moment.
When he thought of the affairs of the prefectures and counties, Xun Wenqian couldn't help but think of the emperor's attitude towards Xun Chen.
It is obvious that the emperor didn't care whether Yuan Tan was surrendered, and even refused. It is hard to say whether to reject Yuan Tan or the Ru Ying people behind Yuan Tan.
Sometimes, she is quite disgusted with those Ruying people.
Some old people who rely on their seniority are not only self-righteous, but also bold and reckless.
Among them, Xu You is also a typical example.
Even if such a person is called a minister, he may not be able to be content with his own affairs. Instead of doing so, it is better to pacify the situation with force and save their lives.
Just as he was thinking, the footsteps sounded outside, and the maid hurriedly ran in.
"Neither, the emperor is here."
Xun Wenqian withdrew her thoughts and stood up to greet her. As soon as she reached the door, Liu Xie walked in with a smile on her face.
"It's late, it's late." Liu Xie said repeatedly, hugging Xun Wenqian's face and kissing her on the forehead.
Xun Wenqian signaled the maid to prepare the water and smiled and said, "Your Majesty is so happy, it seems that there is good news?"
"Indeed, an unexpected surprise." Liu Xie sat down, still sighing. "It's still a young man who has less burden, and it's easy to change his mind. Ni Heng went to Hanyang for a few months, as if he had changed his personal life."
Xun Wenqian was surprised. "Your Majesty and Ni Heng talked about the present?"
"Yes, we have been talking about it until now. His past few months are worth it, and it is too worth it. In the future, the system will be formed. Those who want to enter North Korea will go to the place for internships for a period of time, which is more useful than reasoning."
Liu Xie was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and then said, "There was no news for Changqian for a while, right?"
Xun Wenqian thought for a while. "The last letter was from three months ago. At that time, he said that he might meet a barbarian after the beginning of spring, maybe he was busy with this matter."
Liu Xie calculated the time and felt it was necessary to pay attention.
Xun Yun and Ke Bieneng have already gone far, and the news is seriously lagging behind. If there is a conflict with other tribes, only the Western Regions Protectorate can provide support and the troops are limited. The garrisons of the four counties in Hexi must have the imperial edicts to be used, one by one
, it will take at least one month.
"Yang Xiu, Changqian, and Ni Heng are all the best among the younger generation. If scholars could be like them, why should the great man not be prosperous?"
The maid brought water, Liu Xie washed his face, rinsed his mouth, and took off his coat.
Xun Wenqian took the fan and fanned Liu Xie. "Your Majesty, these are all children of aristocratic families. If you value them too much, it will probably cause unnecessary suspicion."
"What's there to worry about?" Liu Xie disagreed. "I'm not against aristocratic families, I'm against those aristocratic families that only care about small families and ignore everyone. It's fine for ordinary people. Scholars must have the responsibility of scholars, and they cannot just focus on the front line.
All morality remains in your mouth.”
Xun Wenqian pursed her lips and smiled. "Only Your Majesty has such a mind, no one else can imagine that it is so far."
"That's because they didn't stand high enough and didn't go far enough." Liu Xie reached out and put his hand on Xun Wenqian's shoulder. "You went to Liangzhou, but did you have a broad vision?"
"That's right." Xun Wenqian felt quite the same. "I felt incredible when I thought of what His Majesty said, "We have already stepped on Mount Hua under my feet. For a long time, I couldn't believe it."
"Believe it now?"
"It feels difficult to accept, but all kinds of proofs show that what Your Majesty should be right."
"for example?"
"For example, the climate. I remember that when I was in Liangzhou, it was not so hot this season, especially at night, I had to cover myself with a quilt. I asked a few people who had climbed Mount Hua, and they said that the climate on Mount Hua was like this.
Going higher, the more you do.”
Liu Xie laughed and said, "You have read so many books, have you ever thought about writing a book?"
"Me?" Xun Wenqian shook her head repeatedly. "I don't have that knowledge. I just read books to relieve my boredom. I can't just study it. I only seek to be extensive and not profound enough. How can I make a joke by writing books?"
"The benefits of being broad and varied. The few Western languages you translated have many liked, and even Kong Wenju praised your writing for being clean and versatile. If you can write down your experiences in Liangzhou, let those who have never been to Liang before.
It is also a good thing for people in the state to experience the customs and customs of Liangzhou."
"Really?" Xun Wenqian was overjoyed.
After the Tongwenguan opened, she did translate a few words, but she did not dare to sign her name, for fear of being laughed at. The praise from Kong Rong was beyond her expectations.
Kong Rong's thoughts are a bit stubborn, but his articles are famous for being good. Those who can get his praise can count them with one hand.
"Can I still lie to you? Just treat it as a relief. Write a little if you have time, save a few thousand words and give it to your sister-in-law, and ask her to arrange someone to print it out."
Xun Wenqian turned over and sat up. "Your Majesty, I recently translated an article. Are you willing to take a look and help me pick the wrong ones?"
"Yes. What article? Who wrote it?"
"A Greek philosopher, about the same time as the saint, was named Aristo Carlos. Alas, the name of this Western Regions is troublesome. However, his articles are very interesting, a bit like the famous white horse theory, which seems nonsense, but also a little bit.
The truth is. I can't handle it, and I haven't dared to send it out."