Liang Rong was born in Gaodu and went to school in Lucheng. Now Shangdang County has become his father's feudal state, and the meaning is even more different.
Just coming back alone this time, everything seems to have changed.
"Master Rong, all ten counties are ready. As long as the grain is ripe, the sickle can be opened. This year's weather is good, it will be a full year." Guo Jiao smiled and presented several books.
Facing this slightly flattering Shangdang internal history, Liang Rong nodded slightly and took the brochure. Now Liang Rong has also started to learn genealogy. He knows that this Guo Neishi, although his surname is Guo, has nothing to do with the Guo family in Jinyang. He was born in a poor family. It was only because of his father's appreciation that he was promoted to the position of internal history.
Such a person must be a trusted confidant. But Liang Rong always felt awkward getting along with him. When you enter the city, you are welcome, which is the righteousness. But then following him by his side, in the saddle and in the back, never leaving, but it was different. His attitude was so earnest that it could be called flattery.
I saw him a few times before, but I didn't feel that way. Could it be that something happened in the county that you want to hide
Liang Rong is not the young and ignorant child left at home by his father. This time, I really want to check the affairs of the county and country, how dare I neglect it? Although he was puzzled, he still calmed down and ordered someone to carefully check the most important autumn harvest farming.
This matter is complicated and cannot be rushed at all. Liang Rong patiently followed the subordinate officials and asked the same questions. But the trial went back and forth, and no fault was found. On the contrary, Guo Jiao acted extremely prudently, following the rules left by Cui Ji, and could not find any mistakes at all.
Why should such a clerk be so flattering? Could it be that he was only born from a humble background to have this character
Unclear about the situation, Liang Rong had to continue with the affairs at hand. In Shangdangguozhong, Guo Jiao was in charge of internal and external affairs, but other people were in charge of the craftsmanship and the three armies. Duwei Chen, who was in charge of military affairs, was also born in the Liang family. He seemed to be stable and well-trained. The steward of the workshop is an acquaintance.
"Nursing mother!" Liang Rong stood up excitedly when he saw the woman waiting outside the hall. He was precocious, and as he grew older, he became more mature and prudent in front of outsiders. But when he saw the nurse who had raised him since he was a child, he couldn't hold back. He took three steps and took two steps to meet him.
Liang Rong was excited, and there were tears in Chao Yu's eyes. Rong'er was brought up by her, and she spent more time with her than her own son. After being separated for a long time, she missed her. Even so, she didn't lose her balance. First, she bowed to Fu and saluted: "My concubine has seen Young Master Rong."
"Nursing mother, get up!" Liang Rong hurried forward and lifted Chaoyu with both hands. Take this opportunity to carefully look at the other party's complexion. When Xu Shiren reached middle age, Chaoyu's figure was much plump, but his face was rosy and shiny, and he didn't look thin and tired due to official duties.
A little relieved, Liang Rong asked, "How is the nursing mother? How is the family? Is brother Xi not here?"
"It's all good." Chao Yu smiled and held Liang Rong's little hand, "Xie'er has just entered the county school and is busy with her studies these days. Why did Young Master Rong come back alone?"
"My father asked me to inspect on his behalf." Liang Rong explained, leading Chao Yu to take a seat at the banquet, "Brother Xi went to school, why didn't he enter the Chongwen Museum? I said with my father, he will definitely agree."
It is really easy to get his son Sun Xi to enter the Chongwen Museum. But Chaoyu thought clearly that he had become a deacon of the craftsmanship by exception, and it was really ostentatious that his son who shared the same mother with Liang Rong would enter the Chongwen Museum again. Shangdang County School is also an excellent place, so there is no need to worry about it.
However, Chao Yu wouldn't say it clearly, he just smiled: "Xie'er is still young, it's better to be by my side."
Hearing this, Liang Rong looked slightly gloomy: "Actually, the wet nurse can go to Jinyang with me. Now that the craftsmanship is busy, why bother the wet nurse?"
This is not the first time Liang Rong has said this. Chaoyu immediately put on a solemn look: "Mongolia County is very trustworthy, how can Chaoyu be avoided? Besides, there are already established rules in the craftsmanship, and there is a suggestion from the manager. The concubine is only dealing with some account books and documents, so Young Master Rong doesn't have to worry about it."
The workshop is now under the control of the master, and Jinyang is in full control of the overall development, while the details belong to each principal. Chaoyu is more like a Cao official, only responsible for making books, monitoring, uploading and distributing. When Liang Feng appointed her before, he also left behind two confidantes, Cang Lan and Cai Wei. These two people have served in the study for a long time, and they are well-mannered, which is also a great help to Chaoyu.
However, Chaoyu knew that he was able to climb to this position only because of the lack of people in the mansion. Otherwise, as a mere wet nurse, she would not be able to get such reuse anyway. Should he return to Liang Rong and enjoy a false name, or should he stay in the Shangdang and hold an important position? Of course she can tell.
Seeing that Chaoyu was so determined, Liang Rong couldn't persuade him any more, but only got: "What's the problem with the wet nurse, you can write to me. The wet nurse and I have the grace of nurturing, and Rong'er will keep it in his heart for the rest of his life."
Chao Yu responded with a smile, but he had no intention of acting recklessly based on his identity. She is in such a position, I don't know how many people are watching, and being cautious is the way to live. The relationship between himself and Liang Rong cannot be changed. How can this rare friendship be squandered at will? Only when her son is mature enough to take her place, will her line make a leap, instead of just enjoying a short lifetime of glory.
The relationship was close, and it was rare to see each other. The two chatted for a long time before Chaoyu ordered someone to fetch the Craftsman's account book. Liang Rong still remembered his responsibilities and still checked it carefully. I found that there were no gaps, and my heart was also relieved. However, Chaoyu never neglected, and personally led Liang Rong to the lower workshop to observe.
In the same way, Guo Jiao would not let go of this rare opportunity. If it weren't for the fact that Gaodu was on the front line, it wasn't safe. Maybe he would like to accompany him around the Liang residence.
Therefore, this month, Liang Rong has been busy like never before. I have seen a lot of people, seen a lot of things, and learned a lot of things that I have never heard of. After the autumn harvest was completely over, he returned to Jinyang with the team.
It took more than a month since he left, and when he saw his father again, Liang Rong couldn't hold back his thoughts, and ran straight to his side: "Father!"
Liang Feng smiled and glanced at the other's face: "I've lost some weight. How is this trip?"
"Fortunately not to be humiliated!" Liang Rong replied with pride, "The boy has gone to many places to inspect them all. The party and the government are well-connected, this year's harvest is excellent, and the people live in peace."
These are all to be expected, Liang Feng did not ask in detail, but instead said: "How many death row are there in the prison? Have you ever discovered an unjust case?"
"Ah?" Liang Rong was stunned there. Isn't this trip for the autumn harvest? Death row? No one mentioned it to him!
"What about the plague? Insects, frost, drought, waterlogging. Where can the production be reduced? Where is the reduction?" Liang Feng then asked.
"I... I didn't check..." The sweat on Liang Rong's forehead was down. He only asked about the growth of people and fields, made sure that the counties were ready for the autumn harvest, and also asked about taxation. But meticulous to the reduction of production and death? No one has mentioned it to him!
"Then how did the officials and scholars you see behave?" Liang Feng did not scold, but changed the subject.
"The wet nurse is the most responsible, the documents and accounts are prepared in great detail, and there is no difference in the workshop. Guo Neishi is capable of public affairs, and there are no flaws. In the county school, there are several scholars who write excellent poems and have good riding skills. For Gaoming. I wrote down their names." Liang Rong replied carefully.
Hearing this, Liang Feng laughed: "Why do you talk about Chaoyu first and then Guojiao?"
Liang Rong's face turned red: "The nurse treats me kindly and fulfills her duties, so I will mention it first. As for Guo Neishi... The boy always feels that he is a bit flattering..."
"Did you think Guo Jiao was a flattering villain before?" Liang Feng asked rhetorically.
"Not like." Liang Rong answered quickly this time.
"Is Chaoyu the same to you as before?" Liang Feng asked again.
"It seems to be a little different?" Liang Rong recalled for a long time before sighing, "Perhaps I have grown up, and the nurse treats me not as close as I was when I was young."
"But a lot of respect?" Liang Feng smiled.
After thinking about it for a moment, Liang Rong had to nod and say yes: "How does Father know?"
"Because of your identity on this trip." Liang Feng no longer pretended to be a mystery, and revealed the mystery, "In the past, you were just the youngest son behind me. But this time, you went to Shangdang to check government affairs for me. How do you think others will react when you start to get in touch with the affairs of China?"
This is something Liang Rong never thought of: "But, but I'm not yet ten years old..."
"Age doesn't matter, what matters is what you represent." Liang Feng said patiently, "You are my only son and the only heir to this family business. After ten or twenty years, all these people will be gone. It is your subordinates and subordinates, I look up to you. How do you treat people who can decide their own life and family with a single word? What kind of flattery is not an exaggeration!"
As if a finger pierced through the barrier, Liang Rong suddenly realized why Guo Jiao had changed so much. Perhaps in front of his father, this Nei Shi has always been so humble and humble that he can't wait to be a bull and a horse. It's just that this face has never been shown in front of him.
"And those who are smarter will use other ways to please you." Liang Feng continued, "either old love, or childhood love. Even if you like it, take the opportunity to show it. If it can be exchanged for you Thinking about it for a moment has endless benefits. And these are just so that you can make a premise in front of me. Now, when you are in power, what will they do?"
Liang Rong couldn't sit still. He found that the people he remembered might not really be a coincidence, but seized the opportunity and deliberately did it for himself. What about the nursing mother? He didn't think that the nurse treated him was hypocritical!
"Is it possible that no one will treat me sincerely in the future?" Liang Rong raised his voice involuntarily.
"There will be sincerity, but it is slightly different from what you imagined. It is loyalty, respect, and love, but the identities are different after all." Liang Feng paused, "The king of the county is called an orphan, and the emperor is called a widow, but that's the case. "
If the bell rang in his ears, Liang Rong understood the deep meaning of his father's words. Why are lonely people? But the identity is different. No one wants to be friends with the Son of Heaven. Doing your duty faithfully is the duty of a minister. And this will be with you for life. The teacher who was close to him as a child and his favorite playmate will eventually become a monarch and minister with a clear distinction between them. Neither indulgence nor arrogance.
At this moment, the chill filled the air, as if to freeze his bone marrow: "That boy, can you still trust those people?"
"Yes." Just like a pick that breaks the ice, Liang Feng answered decisively, "Not only can you trust, but you can also love and pet. You just have to learn to distinguish. Who treats you with sincerity and fulfills their duties? Love is poured out, and it will never change in this life. And you can't confuse the two. The trust in the former dynasty and the favor in the back house must each perform their own duties. Just like the peach-splitting Duke Ling of Wei."
Duke Ling of Wei had poor morals, but he never let the favored people mess up the state affairs. This alone is better than countless kings.
Liang Rongmu paused for a moment, then said softly, "What about the one who is flattering? Just like Guo Jiao..."
Liang Feng snorted: "Nine times out of ten people you will come into contact with will be flattering to you in the future. In various ways, they will sing praises and praises to please you. All you can hear are auspicious and happy omens. Just like any wise ruler of the world, with good weather and good crops every year. Guo Jiao’s skills are just a little shallow, what is the difference between him and others?”
Liang Rong was speechless. Yes, he stayed in Shangdang for a month, and he didn't find anything wrong. But is the upper party really safe like this? Probably not.
"However, you don't have to be too exclusive. The most important thing is to watch what he does. Guo Jiao is a competent internal historian, and that's enough. If you can meet a minister who dares to speak out and speak out about his ills, you can't alienate him. . . . those who have the courage to speak so bluntly are more credible than those who speak eloquently. . . ”
Looking at Liang Rong's little face that was about to wrinkle together, Liang Feng stopped, reached out and hugged him on his lap: "These may be too difficult and cruel for you. But you don't have to worry too much. People are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless? Pro-virtuous ministers, distant villains, it is easy to say, but who doesn't want to listen to some good words and live happily? At that time, you can still do what you want. Just like Ling Gong, just like Han Wu. As long as you don't forget, what is on your shoulders."
Leaning against his father's warm embrace, Liang Rong's tense heart relaxed slightly. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, he still has a father. And this person will, as always, clear the fog for himself and light up the light.
Father will be with General Yi, is that also because of this? Because of General Yi, can I make my father happy
With such a heavy burden on your shoulders, why should you care about the little things...
Liang Rong moved and hugged tightly in his arms: "Father still has me."
Liang Feng was startled and couldn't help but smile: "Yes, there is Rong'er for the father, and Rong'er also has a father."
As long as there is this warmth to accompany, what is the hardship next to it