This question came suddenly, which made Yang Yuanqing unprepared. After a while, he asked indifferently: "How could Prime Minister Du think of asking about this?"
Du Ruhui suddenly realized that he was asking a little rashly. He should warm up first when talking about such things, such as power changes, people's hearts and military spirits, and then the expectations of civil and military officials in the court, and finally slowly turned the topic to the dengji.
superior.
I didn't warm up at all, so I went straight to the point. It would be strange if Your Highness could accept it. Du Ruhui apologized: "I have been in the officialdom for so many years and have no knowledge of speaking and have no cultivation at all. I speak abruptly, please forgive me!
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Yang Yuanqing smiled. This was just Du Ruhui. If someone else asked this, he would not be too happy. As a prime minister, he spoke tactfully and implicitly, which was the minimum cultivation. If he didn't even have this depth, he would be the prime minister.
What is the difference between it and the seventh-rank official?
However, Du Ruhui has always been such a person, speaking very straightforwardly. He has worked with him for more than ten years and has never changed. He has also talked about him several times. It can be said that he has not changed after repeated teachings. After a long time, he gets used to it.
Yang Yuanqing didn't agree with it and laughed: "I know your old habits. You can do things and can't speak. If you suddenly become able to speak that day, I'm really not used to it. Is this the Prime Minister Du?"
Du Ruhui also laughed embarrassedly, "Your Highness really knows how to play with the slap..."
Yang Yuanqing turned the topic back again, "Secretary Du, if I guessed correctly, this matter was first raised by Su Prime Minister Su, right!"
Du Ruhui nodded, "Your Highness said it well. It was first proposed by Su Prime Minister Su. He looked for me last night. This morning, I and Cui had a close encounter with him about this matter. We both thought, first of all,
It depends on your Highness’s intention. If your Highness really intends, you can do some operations, such as Ruizhao, Tianying, etc. If your Highness has no such intention, then this matter will not be mentioned again."
Yang Yuanqing took two steps in the big tent with his hands behind his back. He did consider this matter. He is now the regent of the Great Sui Dynasty and has completely grasped the supreme power of the Great Sui Dynasty. For him, ji is just a matter of status.
The Emperor of Sui was just a nominal imperial shell
Yang Yuanqing's current status is similar to Cao Cao at the end of the Han Dynasty, but the Sui Dynasty is different from the Han Dynasty. The Sui Dynasty is far less popular than the Han Dynasty. Cao Cao was afraid, but Yang Yuanqing's constraints were not much. If he were to be dengji, he would not have any resistance.
However, Yang Yuanqing does feel that the time is not yet ripe. On the one hand, he does not have the natural feeling. Now he still seems a little reluctant.
On the other hand, he could not yet let the military power be released. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, there were still many forces, so it was easy for people who held military power to have a different intention. Liu Heita and Song Jingang are the best examples.
Li Yuan also realized this, so his major military forces were all Li clan members, and he was not even at ease with the royal clan members. From this battle in the Central Plains, it can be seen that Li Yuan still strategically controls the army.
Although it was this strategic control that led to the failure of the Central Plains, Li Yuan had good methods. If he had led the imperial army in person, the Central Plains War might not have been defeated so miserably.
After repeated consideration, there was only one result. He is still in his entrepreneurial period and is far from being the time to become emperor.
Thinking of this, Yang Yuanqing changed the topic again, "It is rare that Prime Minister Du took the initiative to come tonight. Let's talk about: talk about food issues!"
Du Ruhui sighed softly, and he sighed that the depth of King Chu's speech was much more clever than Du Ruhui. The King of Chu said nothing, made only one gesture, and expressed his meaning accurately.
Dengji is obviously more important than food, but he would rather talk about food, that is, don't mention the matter of dengji again.
Du Ruhui no longer mentioned the matter of dengji. He took out a memorial and handed it to Yang Yuanqing, "This is a memorial written by the junior official after sorting out some information. Please check some ideas about food. "
Yang Yuanqing took over the memorial and saw that the first one was, “Increase the government’s storage and storage price of grain, and collect the surplus grain of farmers in Taicang…
Du Ruhui explained: "Your Highness, although the grain is not collected today, there are still many farmers with surplus grains. We need to find a way to collect this part of the grain. The officials think that it will make farmers feel profitable and voluntarily sell grain to the government.
It's the best way."
Yang Yuanqing nodded, "In principle, I can agree. What is the key to do? This matter can be written by the Ministry of Revenue."
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The celebration of the Zhongyuan Festival is three days in total, July 14, 15 and 16. The first day is the government held some sacrificial activities. The fifteenth is the day of the day, mainly the folk lights are set off. Today, there are more night markets and appreciations.
The lanterns, the sixteenth, mainly holds Dharma meetings in various temples and Taoist temples.
For ordinary people, temples and Taoist temples are unprecedented in the ceremony. Almost all the city was dispatched, and all temples and Taoist temples were crowded with people coming to participate in the ceremony.
But on the evening of the 16th, there were basically no people on the street, because on the night of July 16th, it was the time when hungry ghosts received food, and the Ullambana placed at the door of their house was for the ghosts to enjoy.
Kanchanabufeng Street in Taiyuan City is also deserted. A thin layer of night fog covers the street. There is no pedestrian on the street. There is also a Menglan basin at the door of every household, which contains rice, wheat, beans, millet and other grains.
, for hungry ghosts to enjoy.
At this time, a man led his horse across the street. He couldn't see clearly in the night, but he could see that he was coming from afar, with thick blankets and suitcases hanging on the horse.
He walked and looked at both sides, as if looking for something, and finally he stopped in front of the door of a mansion.
Under the dim lights of the two big lanterns, you can vaguely see the words "Weiping County Bofu" written on the plaque above.
This is the residence of the Earl. The man tied his horse to a wooden stake and walked up the stairs quickly. There was also a Ullambana at the door, filled with various rice and grain.
He knocked hard on the door. After a while, a sound of Zhan Zhan coming from the door, "The grain and rice are all in the Ullambana, you can enjoy it."
The man was stunned, and then he was angry and funny, "I'm not a hungry ghost, I came from Chang'an to find your master."
After a while, the door was harsh and a scared face appeared. It was the housekeeper of the mansion. He looked up and down at the mansion and confirmed that it was not a wandering hungry ghost. He quickly opened the door a little wider.
"Let's talk about it when you come in!"
The man walked into the door and asked, "Is your master here?"
"At the mansion, you are..." The butler looked quite mysterious and felt a little strange when he saw this man wearing black clothes and a hat.
The man took out a letter of name and handed it to the housekeeper, "This letter of name is for your master."
"You wait for a moment, I'll go right away."
The housekeeper was leaving, and the man called him again, "Can I take my horse out of the horse's house?"
The butler nodded and ordered a servant to take the horse out of the horse's house. Then he ran to the inner house. After a moment, the butler came back, with a clear respect in his tone, "Please follow me, the master will invite you."
The man in black followed the butler to the back house directly.
The owner of this mansion is the mansion of Zhang Lei, the military weapon supervisor of the Sui Dynasty. Zhang Lei’s real name is Dugu Lei. He is a side house clan of the Dugu family. He was once the chief of the bow and crossbow office of the Shaofu Temple of the Sui Dynasty. He was a sect of Dugu Zhen.
Go to Fengzhou.
Because of his superb crossbow making skills, he was highly valued by Yang Yuanqing and his official position grew step by step. After successfully building heavy crossbows and assembled into an army, Zhang Lei was named Weiping County Bo, and he is currently a military weapon.
Supervisors are in charge of the manufacturing of weapons of the Great Sui Dynasty.
In the study, Zhang Lei was paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and there was a letter of name on the table. It was this letter of name that made him feel worried.
Since he left Dugu Mansion, he has never had any contact with the Dugu family. Two or three years have passed, and he has gradually forgotten his mission. Today, the Dugu family has come to him again.
"Master, he is here." The butler's voice came from outside the door.
"Please come in!"
The door opened, and the man in black walked in from outside the door. The housekeeper closed the door casually. The man in black took off his hat. He was about 34 or 35 years old. He was big-eared and had a strong aura. He smiled and said:
"Does my fifth brother still remember me?"
Zhang Lei recognized him as Dugu Wei, the second-sun of Dugu family, and Dugu Zheng's legitimate grandson. In the Dugu family, Zhang Lei has a humble status. In front of Dugu Wei, he never raised his head.
Dugu Wei would not give him a good face.
But at this time, each other's mentality has changed. More importantly, Zhang Lei has become independent and relies on his own to serve as the military weapon supervisor of the Sui Dynasty. He has already had enough confidence in his heart, and the humble family imprinted on him.
The body has faded away.
"So it's my second brother. I haven't seen you for a long time. I'll apologize!"
Zhang Lei bowed his hand and was neither cold nor warm in his attitude. He calmly asked Dugu Wei to sit down.
Dugu Wei could not see surprise or excitement in Zhang Lei, nor did he see that he respected him enough. Dugu Wei felt a little disappointed.
He laughed dryly, sat down, a maid came in and served tea, Zhang Lei waved his hand and asked the maid to go out.
"Is there anything wrong with my second brother looking for me?"
"Hey! First, it's about Uncle Huai'en's affairs, and secondly, there are some families..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Lei waved his hand and interrupted him, "I will say ugly words first. If I want to do something to betray the Great Sui Dynasty, I will not be able to obey my duty!"
"this……"
Dugu Wei's expression was a little embarrassed, and he felt a little annoyed. He knew that his face was still too small and could not affect Zhang Lei. After a while, he said coldly: "Uncle Chang has arrived in Taiyuan, just outside Taiyuan City, he
Want to meet you."
Uncle Chang is Dugu Liang, the second person in the Dugu family. Zhang Lei's body was slightly shocked. He didn't expect Uncle Chang to come too. This is not a question he wanted to see. When Uncle Chang comes, he must see him.
Zhang Lei pondered for a moment and asked, "When will Uncle Chang ask me to see him?"
Seeing that Zhang Lei did not dare to show off any more airs, Dugu Wei felt a little secretly proud in his heart, and said, "The city gate is not closed yet. If you have time, go with me now!"
Why doesn’t Zhang Lei have time? He nodded, “Okay! I’ll go with you now.”