"Your Highness, Mr. Changsun handled a few things in the official room and went out again. He said he was invited by Brother Maoming."
"Send someone to ask him to come back. I have something important to discuss."
"yes."
Zhao Si entered the east study room, picked up the manuscript and read it carefully.
These documents were all taken from the Ministry of Secretaries, and they are all related to the Xining Reform. For example, during the Xining period, after the implementation of the new law, the tax, household registration and other information of various states.
Since he took over the Secretariat, he seemed to have found a huge treasure.
This is the national library and archives of the Song Dynasty. It stores a large number of documents and materials of this dynasty starting from Emperor Taizu, as well as historical documents of the Han, Tang, Liang, Later Tang, Later Han, Later Zhou and other Central Plains regimes.
As vast as the ocean.
Zhao Si asked Zhang Shuye, Changsun Moli, and Zeng Baohua to help recommend and select a group of low-level civil servants and scribes, all of whom were recruited into the Secretariat and given the official position of Secretary Lang to organize and restore these materials.
, classification and compilation.
Soon, Changsun Moli was hurriedly attracted by Li Fang.
"Your Highness, do you have a problem with me?"
"No hurry, let's have a cup of tea first. Mr. Li, heat up a pot of tea."
"yes!"
After the hot tea was served, Zhao Si poured a cup for his eldest grandson, Mo Li.
While drinking tea, Zhao Si explained the details of the missing children of the two families reported by Zhang Shuye to his eldest son, Moli.
"I always feel that people with double pupils have other uses. Please come over, brother Xuan Ming, just to discuss the details together. You are well-read, have you ever read the corresponding records?"
Changsun Moli pondered for a while, then raised his head and said, "I once read in an ancient book that people with double pupils can cure eye diseases and make blind people see again."
"Brother Ninth!" Zhao Si said coldly, "Sure enough, my Ninth Brother is the mastermind behind this disappearance. He should have destroyed Yu Tipoint in Jianlongguan Temple and Yuanhui Temple in Shangfang Temple.
mouth."
"Mr. Ji Zhong also guessed a thing or two before admonishing His Highness." Changsun Moli said softly, "The Thirteenth Prince asked Yu Gaopin to investigate secretly. That would be safe. We just found out the clues about King Shen.
,so what?"
"Yu Huatian still has some skills, and he actually inserted two spies in the Imperial City Department. When the time comes, the clues that King Shen kidnapped people's children and used magic to treat their eyes were discovered by those two spies inadvertently.
"
Zhao Si held the tea cup and looked at the steam rising from it. His whole face was behind the steam, as if in a mist.
"That's fine. King Shen secretly does illegal things. It doesn't matter whether others know about it, but he must let the officials know. But..." Changsun Moli reminded, "Your Majesty, Cao Duo's Lixing Society still has a card.
He is covered with skin, and now he has the cover of the Police Department and the West Campus Parade Hall, so he will not be easily detected."
"In the east school room, there is no skin and no cover. Yu Gaopin seems to have been a little hasty in recent days, and his subordinates are worried that it will attract the attention of the Imperial City Division."
"Brother Xuanming reminded me that the East School Office is indeed the easiest to be noticed by others, but it cannot be caught by the Imperial City Department. Otherwise, my impression in Brother Huang's heart will be very bad. Well, I will adjust it.
In the east school office in Huatian, we focus on burying spies everywhere to conduct secret investigations and collect intelligence. The matters of investigating and gathering intelligence are left to Cao Liulang."
"Your Majesty, this arrangement is indeed more secure."
The two drank a pot of tea and chatted about the Knight Rider Camp, the Training Team and the Iron-Blooded Regiment.
Changsun Moli accidentally saw Zhao Si's papers spread out on the table and asked curiously: "Your Majesty, are you reading the papers from the Secretary's Office?"
"Yes, it was taken from the Secretariat Department, and it's a file related to Xining's reform."
"The files on Xining's reform? Your Highness is preparing for the meeting with Duke Fan?"
"Yes. I can't escape. I will be invited to visit Mr. Fan's house in two days. Make some preparations in advance."
Changsun Moli said meaningfully: "Your Majesty, Mr. Fan is a man whose reputation, uprightness and loyalty can be used."
Zhao Si smiled and nodded.
Fan Chunren's mansion is very simple.
The gate is deserted and there are stray dogs walking around on the street, so there is not much to see.
Zhao Si asked Cen Meng to go forward and knock on the door. After a while, the door opened, revealing the face of an old servant.
"Who are the officials looking for?"
"We, Your Highness Prince Jian, are here to visit."
"Jian... what did you pick up?" the old servant asked loudly, opening his mouth with several missing teeth.
"Your Highness King Jian!" Cen Meng shouted loudly.
"Don't bark. My ears were broken by my master in Pizhou, so I'm half-deaf. Don't bark too loud, it will scare the cats I raise."
Cen Meng's face straightened. He didn't expect that this old man, who looked seventy or eighty years old, would actually follow Mr. Fan Wenzheng across the border.
He immediately became respectful.
The old man was still mumbling, "Prince Jian. I know that the prince who wrote to the officials last winter and gave up his family property to help the hungry people outside is a good man. Come, please sit in the front hall!"
The old servant used all his strength to pull the heavy door open, but Cen Meng was not allowed to help.
"You brat, are you bullying me for being old?"
After pulling away, he gasped and sat on the threshold and said.
"Brother Jian Wang, you go in first, and I will catch my breath and follow you."
After sitting in the front hall for a while, Fan Chunren came out, wearing similar clothes to what he wore at Jinmingchi Duolexuan, except that the Dongpo scarf was replaced by a cloth futou.
Maybe there are only a few sets of clothes at home that can be worn by guests.
"Your Highness, please sit down. This is the tea I grew myself in Yongzhou. Please taste it."
Zhao Si picked up the teacup, took a sip, and exclaimed, "Good tea!"
Fan Chunren's eyes flashed and he asked unceremoniously: "How can I ask?"
"Mr. Fan, how does the tea taste? I'm a rough man and I can't judge the taste of the tea. But I have a sincere heart and I can taste the deep meaning in this tea."
Listening to Zhao Sitian's shameless words, Fan Chunren raised his head and burst into laughter.
"A sincere heart? Then please tell me, Your Highness Prince Jian, with a sincere heart, what do you think of Wang Jinggong's reform?"
Looking at Fan Chunren's old face.
The bags under my eyes are saggy and my eyes are cloudy, but my gaze is clear and powerful.
Zhao Si pondered for a while, "Does the law not spread to the six ears?"
Fan Chunren said proudly: "Please rest assured, King Jian, just because my surname is Fan, you can trust me!"
"Fan Gong, I think the Song Dynasty must implement reforms, but I don't agree with Wang Jinggong's reforms."
Fan Chunren listened quietly and was not in a hurry to express his opinion.
"We all know the reasons why reform is necessary: redundant personnel, redundant troops, and redundant expenses. The result is weakness and poverty."
When Fan Chunren heard that he was weak and poor, his eyes flashed, but he still did not speak.
"The most obvious thing is that the imperial court cannot make ends meet and the national treasury is in embarrassment. This is a very serious financial problem. To solve this problem, Sima Wen Gong's way is to economize on spending and reduce expenditures. For this reason, it is strictly forbidden to engage in border provocations without using weapons. However,
This method treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and will undoubtedly lead to waiting for death."
Fan Chunren stroked his beard, his face was calm, without anger or approval.
"Wang Jinggong's method is to open up the source of wealth. 'The people will not be taxed, but the country will use enough.' The idea is correct, but it is a pity that the methods he used are undoubtedly poisonous to quench thirst."
"Drinking poison to quench thirst? Now that Wang Ao Xianggong's method has been followed, the treasury is full and the atmosphere has changed. How can it be that drinking poison to quench thirst?" Fan Chunren asked in return.
You old man is also very bad!
You may be very happy to agree with what I just said, but you just pretend to ask me back.
"Fan Gong, Wang Jinggong's goal of open source is wrong. The real open source is to increase the output of the people and increase wealth in a real way, rather than taking away the existing wealth from the people. Wang Jinggong is not called open source, it is called collecting wealth.
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"Making money." Fan Chunren's expression finally changed, "Thirteenth Lang, you really dare to say that."
"Because Mr. Fan's surname is Fan."
Zhao Si replied calmly.
Fan Chunren was stunned for a moment, then he raised his head and laughed. His face was full of appreciation. This chapter has been completed!