Xuancheng left the mansion, and he brought Mingyue into the rivers and lakes like this. In fact, the rivers and lakes are not far away, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are swordsmen walking.
Xuancheng was negotiating with those Jianghu people in a big mountain outside Chang'an City.
He always saw the descriptions of those knights in the rivers and lakes in the books. The knights he saw in the movies were all characters with long flowing hair and stern eyes, but the ones in the books and movies were people's fantasy after all.
Really chivalrous, they need to live.
"One hundred thousand taels, this is the total price." Xuan Cheng said.
There are two people who come here to negotiate, one is the leader and the other is young, they can control the forces in the northern rivers and lakes, Xuancheng thought, this should be the so-called martial arts leader or something.
The knights and swordsmen they can mobilize are no less than the army they can mobilize. Some people may be in the barracks and some in the government hall, but they may have entered the rivers and lakes secretly. Who doesn't have a two-dimensional world yet.
"We are not here to negotiate a price." The two said coldly.
"So, you are recruited by the imperial court to serve the country?"
"No, Lord Yangping, we are willing to serve Lord Yangping for the sake of Lord Dongyang, but we have never said that we will contribute to the court."
Lord Dongyang? Xuancheng thought about these four words, and it took a while to realize what they said about Wang Jia. Wang Jia practiced Taoism in Zhongnan Mountain, and now he is cultivating Taoism in Laojun Mountain. He comes from Dongyang area, and he calls himself Dongyang Junren, which makes sense.
"Okay, since that's the case, I won't waste my words. I have plans to eliminate the powerful forces in Guanzhong, and I intend to use you and others. This is the plan I drafted. Please take a look."
Xuancheng motioned Mingyue to take out the cloth in her bosom, on which was densely written a whole piece of cloth, including who are the powerful people in Guanzhong, where they live, who they are in the court, what position they are in, and how to attack. Listed out.
Mingyue spread it out for the two of them to see, the elder took the cloth and glanced at it, then handed it to the young swordsman.
"So, Lord Yangping has already planned, what do you want me to come here to discuss?" the two said.
Xuancheng gritted her teeth, and smiled lightly, "I'll let you two discuss the specifics, and I won't count on what I say."
Mingyue murmured unhappily, "What kind of swordsman or chivalrous man is disrespectful to my master." The voice was low, but the two of them could hear clearly, and a ruthless gaze swept over, Mingyue shut up immediately. Word.
Xuancheng patted Mingyue's hand, "What are you muttering about, what do you know?" He deliberately raised his voice again, as if he was speaking to the two of them on purpose, "Everyone says that the heroes of the Jianghu are righteous, I don't like those powerful and overlords the most, if such talents can be used by our dynasty, I don't know if it is a blessing that I have waited for several generations to cultivate."
"Mr. Yangping doesn't need to flatter us. When we do something, it's an exchange of equal value."
Xuancheng also shut up.
It is easy to be cold when dealing with people from the Jianghu. This is the conclusion drawn by Xuancheng.
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The chariot moved slowly on the way back.
Mingyue waited beside Xuancheng, muttering incessantly, "What knights, what Jianghu? I think those people are deliberately bluffing, so that the court will find them to do things. They are the ones who have made a lot of money. Doing something like murder and arson is simply breaking the law."
"I really don't know how His Majesty would agree."
"Brother Huang agreed, can you control it?" Seeing that he was not angry all the way, Xuancheng finally couldn't help but let out a cry.
"Master, it's because you are so kind and trust them as Jiang Hu people."
"So what if you don't believe it, use violence to control violence, have you heard of it?"
Mingyue shook her head blankly.
Xuancheng scoffed at him, "Then shut up, you boy."
Back in Chang'an, Xuancheng went to see Fu Jian, and told him in detail about the alliance with Jianghu knights.
Fu Jian was still a little puzzled, "Although they agreed to this matter, I feel that it is not the right way after all. Jing Lue will rectify the law and order and severely crack down on robbers and powerful people. If you do this, the imperial court will get involved with the Jianghu. We, ,"
"Brother Huang." Xuan Cheng interrupted him.
Xuancheng knew what he was thinking.
The Wuhu chaos was originally prejudiced by later history books. Although Fu Jian entered Chang'an, after all, the Sima family in the south was still an orthodox Han court. Fu Jian wanted to get rid of his Wuhu identity, so he has always been so Sinicized. Advocating Confucianism and Taoism is because they are afraid that the world will judge them as unorthodox, but now the imperial court wants to attack the powerful, but it has a relationship with the forces of the world, which is actually contrary to Fu Jian's original intention.
"Brother Huang, when we first moved into Chang'an, Guanzhong was full of powerful and powerful people, and theft was frequent. You ordered Prime Minister Wang to improve the security of Guanzhong. This is how Guanzhong has been pacified for decades. What do the people say? They are all praising your wisdom. You and I both know what Prime Minister Wang’s methods are. Although he did not rely on external forces, the Prime Minister enforced the law strictly, punished crimes with the law, and vigorously cracked down on social violence. People still praise you, but in fact it doesn’t matter what the means are. An important court has to protect the people. If the people’s life is not good, the society is plundering and violent, even if you rule the country with Confucianism, the people will scold you. A faint ruler, not a wise ruler who governs the world."
After saying these words, Fu Jian thought for a while, nodded and said, "You are right."
"Brother." Xuancheng called out so softly. He approached Fu Jian's side and looked at Fu Jian's eyes full of everything and his gentle gaze. He froze for a moment, but he still put his hand on Fu Jian's. On, "I know what you think in your heart, I support you, and you trust me."
This time, Fu Jian obeyed Xuancheng's advice.
In addition to transferring the direct-line generals of the ten frontier counties back to Chang'an, the rangers of the rivers and lakes were used to attack the tyrants in Guanzhong, and the trial was extended to Bingzhou, Youzhou, Yecheng and other places in the northeast. Strategic planning for violence control.
Wang Meng established a series of official systems during his time, and after Xuancheng took over the prime minister, they all inherited them.
The system of rewards and punishments for recommendation and the new standards for the selection and evaluation of officials have been extended.
Local governors recommend talents named filial piety, honesty, literature, and political affairs to the central government. The central court evaluates the recommended candidates one by one. Receive a reward, or be punished. Officials at all levels with an annual salary of more than 100 shigumi must "learn the classics and master the art before they can master the art."
There are clear rewards and punishments, and the society is fair and just. Xuancheng appreciates these two systems created by Wang Meng very much.
Wang Meng came from Confucianism, and he came to Fu Jian from the south and the north, and he was not an old nobleman of Qin, nor was he an official who relied on military merits. Naturally, a Confucian person has some scholarly atmosphere, pay attention to Cultural classes, continuous learning of cultural knowledge, brought the atmosphere of Confucianism to Qin, so today, Fu Jian can also get the support of the people, because his country is actually no different from the Han court.
In late May, one secret report after another was delivered to the palace.
Xuancheng guessed that it must be a matter of the powerful people in Guanzhong.
Sure enough, several big powers in Guanzhong perished one after another overnight, and the local officials couldn't sit still. Usually they couldn't afford to provoke these big powers, but suddenly the powers were destroyed, and they couldn't sit still anymore.
Even Jing Zhaoyin Murong Wei sent memorials.
When officials report to each other level by level, all the memorials will pass through the prime minister, so Xuancheng naturally knows everything.
So when those secret reports were sent to Fu Jian, Xuancheng laughed secretly.
Fu Jian, he still intervened in this matter.
Xuancheng and Fu Jian sat down to discuss this matter seriously. Xuancheng insisted on showing him those things, but Fu Jian refused to show him what he said. When Xuancheng got angry, Fu Jian came over to coax him. The two brothers People nestled in the propaganda room for several days, and the people outside thought that their sage and prime minister were working hard for the country.
into the night.
There was a slight breeze.
The window lattice of the Xuanshi Hall was stained with a bright color of moonlight.
Nan An brewed a cup of good tea for the two of them respectively, covered the palace gate with a smirk and retreated.
Xuancheng's heart pounded, and he wanted to get up, but Fu Jian pressed his hand, and Xuancheng threw it away.
Fu Jian raised his eyebrows, "Why, the emperor won't try such a good tea?"
Xuan Cheng said, "The mansion has its own good tea, there is no need for you."
Fu Jian slowly got up from the ground, "You've been here for three or four days, are you shy today? Isn't it because I kept some things from you? It's not what you think, it's all sent to me by Wang Jia Letter, you are right, these swordsmen are a very good group, if they are used well, I think they will be of even greater use."
"What's the use?"
Fu Jian smiled mysteriously, then bent down to cling to his body, "Then you stay here."
Xuancheng cast a murderous gaze.
Fu Jian hurriedly picked up the teacup on the case table and handed it to Xuancheng, and said weakly, "Good brother, try this tea, it's really good tea."
Xuancheng took it, and Fu Jian pursed his lips and smiled, "Didn't you ask Zhang Tianxi to go to Guzang to plant tea? He has delivered a letter."
Xuancheng glanced at his hands, and looked at him suspiciously.
Fu Jian smiled, "You think too much."
Xuancheng lowered his head and took a sip, the smell...
"Murong Wei sent it."
Xuancheng's expression darkened immediately upon hearing this.
"Look, look, I guessed that you would change your face. Sure enough, you still can't let go of the Murong family."
There was something in the words, Xuancheng heard it.
Throwing the teacup on the table angrily, Fu Jian grabbed his wrist to prevent him from leaving, Xuancheng slapped down sharply, and Fu Jian caught it, "Why, you still want to fight me, brother, you It’s not right, brothers and sisters, it’s not good for your reputation to spread the word.”
Fu Jian is a scoundrel, this is the conclusion that Xuancheng has drawn countless times.
"Murong's family, the past is in the past, I have long since left it alone, who is the one who can't let it go?" Xuan Cheng resented but was full of sour taste.
Fu Jian let go of his wrist, and stared at him silently, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, Xuancheng was startled, and regretted his words just now.
"I can let go of everything, except..." Xuancheng covered his mouth without a single gap, so that no matter what Fu Jian wanted to say, he would not be heard.
But Fu Jian held his hand in his arms, "Those letters were sent from Guzang. Zhang Tianxi is indeed the best candidate to grow tea. I plan to let him stay in Guzang temporarily."
Seeing the slight change in Xuancheng's face, Fu Jian said seriously, "It's better for him to stay in Guzang than in Chang'an. For some reason, there is always a shadow in my heart, and I always feel that it is not a good thing for him to be close to you." , although you sent him this errand, but I am the lord of a country, and if I don’t let him come back, he won’t be able to come back. Wang Jia also wrote a letter, you guessed it right. It’s all a good thing, where did you receive it? The memorials are all the officials below just mentioned above, but I am your elder brother, there are some things that you don't know, but I always want to know."
Xuan Cheng shook his head, "Brother, you still don't believe me."
"Fu Jian, whoever you believe, you still don't believe me in the end."