In the sixth year of Qingyuan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, November 15th,
The Great Zhou Dynasty held a state funeral for Zhang Wenshan, and all officials in the court, dressed in plain clothes, saw him off for ten miles.
Because Zhang Wenshan's merits were in Sheji, the Zhou royal family posthumously awarded Zhang Wenshan the title of Duke Wen Guo, with the posthumous title Wenyuan, which means a humble literary style and eternal education. He was specially buried in the Xihua Garden of the Royal Garden Mausoleum.
That day, Tokyo was filled with cries and cries of grief and grief.
Listening to the crying sounds outside, in the tavern on the side of the street, Lu Heng sat at the wine table by the window, his hand holding the wine bottle trembling slightly.
Turning around, I took a look at the scene of seeing each other off on the ten-mile long street, and the cold coffin in the swirling paper money.
Lu Heng sighed, his eyes were a little blurred, and he said softly: "Jiangbeiting, the chess game is not over yet!"
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The next day, the descendants of the Zhang family came to ask for an audience.
He handed over Zhang Wenshan's last letter to Lu Heng.
At that time, Lu Heng was sitting in the study, quietly explaining the plan for the next five years to the emperor's grandson, the emperor who was about to ascend the throne.
After Agui handed the letter to Lu Heng.
The nervous Xiao Wu stretched his neck and took a look. When he saw the teacher turning his head, he quickly sat up straight again.
"What did Mr. Zhang say?"
Seeing Lu Heng's helpless smile, he put away the envelope. The emperor's grandson was curious and asked in a low voice.
Lu Heng turned his head and glanced at the emperor's grandson. Seeing that he was very curious, he smiled and handed him the envelope.
The emperor's grandson chuckled, wiped his hands, and quickly took it.
After unfolding it and taking a look, the emperor's grandson suddenly smiled and felt relieved.
There are only a few words in the letter, but they are of great significance.
The letter says: To establish a heart for the heaven and earth, to establish a destiny for the people, to carry on the unique knowledge of the past saints, and to create peace for all generations. Please! Yours sincerely, Wenshan!
Seeing the emperor's grandson smiling happily at the side, Lu Heng rubbed his forehead helplessly.
I originally thought that I would take advantage of these two days to explain the matter to the emperor's grandson, and then seize the time to go north.
Unexpectedly, I was only one day late to catch up with such a thing.
Hey, old man.
They're all dead, why don't you let me worry!
You clearly know that I don't like this, but you still insist on giving me a suicide note that I can't refuse.
On the side, the emperor's grandson held the letter and looked at the words on the letter, feeling extremely happy.
In the past two days, the teacher was like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, instilling various postures into himself.
If you slack off even a little bit, you will definitely be scolded in full.
At the beginning, the emperor's grandson didn't know what was going on. He thought what was going on with the teacher. But then he thought about it and realized that the teacher seemed to want to leave.
Teach yourself a lesson as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible.
The emperor's grandson was reluctant to give up, so he thought of a way to make the teacher stay and teach him how to govern the country.
However, the teacher had no choice but to make up his mind. No matter what he said, the teacher would always shake his head and refuse.
Unexpectedly, Master Zhang, who has passed away, still retains such a hand.
Gee, it really helped me a lot, haha!
Now, looking at the teacher's sad face, the emperor felt as if he had eaten ice in June, feeling refreshed from head to toe.
"Isn't it funny?" Lu Heng felt unhappy and happened to see the emperor's grandson snickering at the side. His aggrieved heart just found an outlet. After reaching out his hand and flicking the folds on his body, Lu Heng said
Heng looked at the emperor's grandson with a half-smile and asked with a smile.
The emperor's grandson shrank his neck, shook his head quickly, and said in an obedient manner: "It's not funny, it's not funny!"
Lu Heng glared at him, looked away, walked to the door with his hands behind his back.
He raised his head and looked at the crisp blue sky and white clouds outside. He took a deep breath and said softly: "Emperor Taisun, you must be worthy of everyone in Da Zhou, no matter they are evil people or good people. No matter they are dignitaries,
We are still poor people! Do you remember?"
The emperor's grandson didn't know what was going on and frowned: "Are you sorry?"
Lu Heng nodded and said softly: "Yes, I'm worthy of it! I must be worthy of it!"
Lu Heng said these three words very seriously.
After the emperor's grandson frowned and thought for a moment, he suddenly thought of the topic they were talking about today: legal system!
He suddenly understood in his heart, bowed his hands and said: "Students, please remember this!"
Lu Heng nodded, smiled and said: "As long as we are worthy of it, that is, we insist on the rule of law, the country will be passed down for generations, and the country will never fall. If once the imperial code is corrupted and the law is trampled on, it will be a suicide.
Destroy the country!"
The wind blows and pieces of clothing fly.
A slight chill came with the wind. Lu Heng tightened his tight gown, turned his head, looked at the emperor's grandson with a solemn expression, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "To be worthy of everyone in the world, this is
The way to govern a country!”
Afterwards, Lu Heng gently patted the emperor's grandson on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Including you!"
The emperor's grandson trembled slightly and nodded heavily: "Student, please keep this in mind!"
Lu Heng smiled, turned his head, looked at the freezing northern scenery outside, and said to himself thoughtfully: "It's time to go to Mount Wutai!"
When the emperor's grandson heard this, his face suddenly fell.
"Teacher, you won't help me?"
Lu Heng coughed, pretending to be serious, and waved his hand: "What are you helping me with? I have written everything down for you. You can just implement it according to the situation. As long as the legal system is in place and people are employed properly, more than half of the work will be successful. Besides,
Yes, His Majesty the Emperor is beside you, and so is your Eighth Emperor Uncle. One more of me is not more, one less of me is not more, what are you afraid of!"
The emperor's grandson smiled bitterly and sighed: "But it's a lot of pressure!"
Lu Heng laughed, turned around, looked at the emperor's grandson with gloating, and said with a smile: "You finally understand! Haha!"
Ridiculing his disciples, such a good teacher?
The emperor's grandson was speechless.
November 20, the sixth year of the Qingyuan Period of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The emperor's grandson, who had already taken charge of the government and began to handle government affairs, announced a series of reform policies.
Its contents include agriculture, commerce, handicrafts, education, water conservancy and other policies, which have been implemented in Dazhou.
Because Taiyuan has already achieved outstanding achievements as a demonstration site before, the issuance of this policy did not cause much backlash or resistance in the local area. On the contrary, it went extremely smoothly.
With the strong support of the imperial court, within a few months, a reform trend suddenly emerged in various counties and counties in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
From the changes in the agricultural corvee taxation system to the rise of supporting commerce to the improvement of the status of craftsmen, a series of top-down practices brought a breath of fresh air to the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Among these, the most eye-catching one is the reform of the education system.
The establishment of Jiangning Military Academy became the cradle of Zhou generals.
It turned out that after the war, the generals who served in the army took the initiative to ask for posts in Jiangning.
Wu Ningyuan, Wang Xirang, Wang Gongye, Liu Debiao, Ma Sanbiao, and Lao Lang, who was disabled and was recuperating in a mansion in Tokyo, all became teachers at Jiangning Military Academy.
On the day when he went to Jiangning to take up his post, the emperor and his grandson Jindian saw him off.
A group of generals wore newly made military uniforms and were so happy that they could not stop smiling. They kept promising the emperor and the emperor's grandson that they would train a large number of good generals for the Zhou Dynasty.
After Wang Xirang took over the seal ribbon, he looked at himself wearing this new military uniform, looking like a human and a dog, with his mouth grinning like a lotus.
After raising his head and taking a look at the envious eyes of the officials, Wang Xirang became even more proud.
However, the next moment, Wang Xirang realized something was wrong.
There seems to be one less person among those present today.
Wang Xirang scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, where is the principal?"
The emperor heard this and thought for a moment. Then he turned his head and looked at the emperor's grandson beside him.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then both lowered their heads and sighed: "Let's go pick up girls!"
When Wang Xirang heard this, he immediately stood in awe.
The admiration for the military advisor's talent in my heart reached a new level: "The military advisor is indeed an extraordinary person. On such an occasion, he is thinking about picking up girls. He is really a role model for me and others!"
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Yes, Lu Heng did go to pick up girls.
When the palace announced the establishment of Jiangning College, Lu Heng had already appeared on the official road to Mount Wutai in a carriage with Agui and a group of Yanyun Guards.
Today, it is April.
Spring returns to the earth, the season when all things revive.
The cold winter gradually goes away. Open the car curtain, and what comes to you is the breeze carrying the fragrance of the fields.
At a glance, one can see the vast land of Sanjin and a scene of renewal.
On both sides of the official road, old farmers who were busy with spring plowing, with smiles on their faces, talked about the new tax and corvee policies promulgated by the government this year.
From time to time, laughter and laughter could be heard, which made Agui and the others even more excited.
Do you know that all these benefits you have are brought to you by the young master in the car?
Agui held his head high and his chest high all the way, and he was extremely successful.
If it hadn't been for the Young Master's instructions, this guy would have jumped off his horse and ran into the fields, dragging the old farmer with him to enjoy himself.
However, despite this, Agui was still smiling. Along the way, he crossed his arms and laughed non-stop.
The laughter was like thunder, spreading in all directions.
It attracted the curiosity of the two passers-by who were rushing to take the exam.
"What's wrong with this guy?"
"It's just the wind now!"
"The wind will blow immediately? No, right!" A student shook his head, then frowned and said, "It is said that the wind will blow immediately!"
Then, he winked and explained secretly to show that he was knowledgeable and knowledgeable.
The companion next to him curled his lips and snorted: "Fallacies, everything you say is fallacies!"
"What's the explanation?" My companion held up his hands and asked humbly.
"Ma Feng, as the name suggests, goes crazy on horseback!" The student shook his head and explained, his voice sonorous and powerful.
The companion immediately made a gesture of admiration, cupped his hands and said: "Brother, you are so talented!"
The two put their arms around each other and left immediately.
Agui was left sitting on the horse, his face as black as carbon, like a volcano about to erupt, and his whole body was shaking with anger.
Beside them, all the Yanyun Guards were laughing so hard that they almost laughed. (To be continued)