Wei Lan smiled, naturally understanding Xie Zichen's intention. In matters such as reform, the person who takes the lead has always taken a huge risk. Just like her teachers back then were also participants in the political reform. She could survive, and her senior sisters could get a whole body, but her teacher wanted to divide the body into pieces and hang the stumps on the tower for ten days in the sun.
Even if she and Xie Zichen are both prosperous and hurt, one of them is destined to die even more miserably and without room for death.
Xie Zichen is such a selfish person, but there was a day when he took the initiative to stand up to others, Wei Lan couldn't help sighing, and softened his expression: "Zichen, don't have to be like this."
Xie Zichen shook his head, jumped into the carriage, and said nothing.
The reform is imminent. Now that the Great Chu is suffering internally and externally, the fundamental reason is that the imperial court is weak and powerless. It does not strengthen the centralization of power and does not allow the imperial court to have extra money to support another army. If the Great Chu continues like this, sooner or later the country will be destroyed dangerous.
Huan Heng's dominance and Rong Hua's ambition, both are destabilizing factors, putting the southern court in jeopardy. Not to mention that there are eggs under the nest, even Wei Lan's life ideal cannot tolerate her watching this court so decayed without making a sound.
She is someone who has died once, without any fear or regret. The only regret in my previous life was that I didn't regain the north.
So even if she is taking huge risks, she will carry out the reform.
On the one hand, Xie Zichen was considering the stability of his own political rights, and on the other hand, he supported Wei Lan. He managed to climb up to the position, unwilling to fall down in any form.
The two were determined to reform, so they forcibly pushed forward the reform.
This is not a very strong reform. From land tax to household tax, the princes and nobles just pay a few more people's money. It is only the subordinates who are protected by the nobles. They did not have to pay taxes in the past, but now they have It is inevitable that you will be dissatisfied when you have to pay taxes. They encouraged their masters, found scholars, and began to belittle the shortcomings of the reform, and there was a lot of noise for a while.
But this is a much milder method compared to when Teacher Wei Lan directly asked the princes and nobles to pay taxes according to the land. Wei Lan turned one eye and closed the other, watching the scholars posting articles back and forth.
At this time, there are rumors in Beijing again that Wei Lan and Xie Zichen have made great achievements, and they want to follow the example of Cao Aman back then, coercing the emperor to order the princes. Because of a disagreement, the two forced the emperor to kill the sixth-rank courtiers in court, and the lives of the courtiers were as worthless as ants.
These things got mixed up, and the reputation of Xie Zichen and Wei Lan fell to the extreme for a while. Sometimes when they came to the street and saw Wei Xie's carriage, some boys would throw stones at it.
Ran Mo was extremely angry. Once when the carriage was smashed by a boy, she stopped the car suddenly, and went after him. The boy panicked and fell to the ground. Passers-by watched and blamed him coldly. Voice: "Dye ink."
Ran Mo standing in front of the boy froze, and then everyone saw a young man in a purple embroidered python official robe with a jade and gold crown sticking his head out of the carriage.
Her eyebrows were drawn like a brush, with smooth lines, carrying an indescribable and inexhaustible sense of romance. With phoenix eyes, thin lips, and a high bridge of nose, it was the kind of handsome posture most admired by Chu people nowadays.
She stepped down from the carriage with a calm and calm demeanor, everyone was stunned by that appearance, but the man didn't notice it at all, walked up to the little boy, stretched out his hand to the little boy, and said gently: "Stand up. "
The little boy stared blankly at the person in front of him, Wei Lan smiled lightly and said, "Why, didn't you say that the men in Da Chu are all big men? You fell down, but you can't stand up?"
"It's just... not!"
The little boy jumped up with a blushing face, Wei Lan straightened up, put her hands in her sleeves, smiled and said: "This brother has a reckless temper and scared you. I apologize to you for her."
The little boy didn't speak, just snorted coldly and turned his head away. Wei Lan didn't care, and continued: "But you smashed my car, it was your fault, you have to apologize to me."
"Why!" The boy scolded angrily, "Daddy said, you are all bad people!"
"Oh?" Wei Lan raised her eyebrows: "Who is your father?"
"My father..."
"Little Fatty!" A woman's voice came, and a woman in an embroidered sarong hurriedly squeezed out from the crowd. When she saw Wei Lan, she immediately brought the little boy to her knees and said in a panic, "My lord, I am a slave who has no way to teach, and I hope the adults don't care about it."
Wei Lan nodded, but said: "I don't care about children, but I want to care about adults. Who told him what he said?"
"That's all he heard indiscriminately!" The woman hurriedly said: "My lord, what the child said is just nonsense, and it can't be taken seriously!"
"Oh," Wei Lan nodded, waved her hand and said, "That's all."
The woman kowtowed in gratitude, and when she thought the matter was over, Wei Lan said, "Go back and tell your husband-in-law that seven days later, at noon in the Qixing Building, wait for him on the lower stage, and hope that we can have a clear talk, and hope that he can come as promised." Come."
The woman suddenly looked up, as if struck by lightning. Wei Lan turned and went back to the carriage, Ran Mo drove back, wondering, "Your Majesty, do you know who her husband is?"
"The character Nie is embroidered on the corner of the clothes she is wearing."
"ah?"
"And the family crest of the Nie family."
The Nie family was considered a noble family at first, but because the family members were too cautious and family disputes, if they did not advance, they would retreat, so the Nie family fell down step by step. In Nie Ping's generation, he could only be a teacher.
However, although Nie Ping is only a teacher who opened a private school, he has many students, his knowledge is widely praised, he is keen on commenting on current affairs, and he is good at talking and debating with others. It is rumored that he once debated with seven great Confucians who are known for their talks at the same time , debated for a month, and then the opponent conceded, which shows his ability to speak out.
This time, this Nie Ping was the one who rushed to the forefront of the reform. He rushed forward, and the fan base responded quickly, so the folk reaction became fierce. To capture the thief first capture the king, and wipe out the vitality in one fell swoop, and lose momentum.
Wei Lan was thinking about this too, but just happened to encounter it today, so she said it directly.
Everyone in the room listened to Wei Lan's words, and when she returned home, Xie Zichen came up to meet her: "I heard that you are going to stage a ring in the Qixing Tower, and you are going to single-handedly challenge Nie Ping?"
"Yeah." Wei Lan handed the cloak to Ranmo, and said with a smile, "Your news is very fast."
"Why don't you say anything?"
Xie Zichen followed her like a big dog wagging its tail. Wherever she went, he would follow her. He frowned and said, "I don't think it's appropriate."
"how?"
Wei Lan was amused by her own thoughts, and turned her head to glance sideways at the man's prosperous beauty: "Are you afraid that I won't be able to argue against those pedantic scholars?"
"Why am I afraid that you won't be able to argue against them?" Xie Zichen sneered, "With them alone, there is no pressure to come to a battalion."
Wei Lan: "..."
Although the first pillar of Yushitai is no longer in Yushitai, the skills still exist.
"Then what do you think is wrong?"
Wei Lan cleaned her hands, Xie Zichen said with a straight face, "Tai gives him a face."
"I'm not debating with him alone. After a while, I will send people to various academies and celebrities to deliver posts. Anyone who wants to come can come. I will set up the stage for three days. Let them go together."
"Then I..."
"Just take a good look at it." Wei Lan blinked: "Why, you are so strict after getting married, why don't you give me a chance to be handsome?"
These words made Xie Zichen's face darken instantly, thinking of Wei Lan's heroic deeds in the past, in her whole life, she never forgot to pretend to be aggressive and handsome. There are countless male and female fans, with similar looks, Wei Lan's admirers can be ranked from Shengjing to Di Jie, and Xie Zichen... to the city tower is not bad.
Wei Lan looked at Xie Zichen's appearance and smiled softly. It seems to be affected by his mood. After getting married, he doesn't like to wear black clothes very much. Shichang wears light colors such as lake blue and moonlight, with a jade crown sachet, which makes him much brighter and more romantic than before. , and finally have the romantic appearance of some aristocratic sons.
Wei Lan likes his bright appearance, she doesn't like that cold and lonely man, all the coldness and depression come from the surroundings, no one is born so indifferent, so every time she sees Xie Zichen standing away from the crowd in black , Wei Lan will feel distressed.
Looking at his appearance now, she finally has the aura of a nobleman like Wang Xi who was raised by him, and she can't help but feel a little proud. This proves that Xie Zichen must be extremely happy when he is with her.
She raised her hand to brush his jet-black soft hair, raised her hand to the tip of her nose and sniffed lightly, closed her eyes and said, "You don't have to be jealous, you are small-minded, but now you are full of eyes, only you are alone."
"You said something to me before."
Xie Zichen spoke indifferently, Wei Lan raised her eyes and made a nasal sound: "Huh?"
"You can't believe love words. You can say whatever you want, and I can listen to it."
"I said such a thing?" Wei Lan was stunned, why did she dig such a deep hole for herself back then
Xie Zichen's face was like water, and he pushed Wei Lan to the ground, Wei Lan fell down like a stream, raised her hand to rest her head on her elbow, and looked at Xie Zichen with a smile: "If you can't listen to me, Zichen is jealous, what should I do? "
Xie Zichen smiled, and with a slight smile on his fair face, he brought a beauty like spring water reflecting pear blossoms.
He clung to her ear and lowered his voice: "Of course, fuck you to death."
Wei Lan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly, clapped her hands and said, "Okay, okay, I like that Zichen has such ambition."
Xie Zichen smiled and said nothing, and let her know that there was a price to pay for such a smile that night.
Seven days later, Wei Lan Qixing Tower staged a ring. Many people came that day. After Wei Lan went down, she came early and set up a stage in the center of the hall.
At noon, the Qixing Building was already full of people, Xie Zichen sat in the private room closest to Wei Lan, quietly watching that person.
The man was wearing a white robe with wide sleeves embroidered with orchids, sitting behind the desk, quietly making tea for himself. He obviously only said that he was making tea for himself to pass the time, but he was able to be performed by that person like a dance. Every move was pleasing to the eye, showing the heritage of a century-old family.
Standing like an orchid and a jade tree, smiling like a bright moon in your arms.
Xie Zichen never thought that such a word could be so appropriate for a woman. He looked at her from a distance, and she waited for everyone. When Nie Ping came, there was booing. It was raining heavily that day, and Nie Ping came with an umbrella. Wei Lan took a sip of tea and saw Nie Ping walking in and stepping on the stage. , said lightly: "I have seen Wei Xiang."
Wei Lan nodded and said calmly, "Mr. Nie, please."
In fact, the change from land tax to household tax, as long as the paper of "the king does not pay taxes" is pierced, the truth becomes very clear.
Don't say that today is justified, even if it is unreasonable, Wei Lan is also a person who can turn black and white with eloquence.
She came and went with Nie Ping calmly, and all the students and celebrities began to add in one word at each other.
There were more than a dozen people sitting on the stage at the same time, and Wei Lan responded to the questions and siege of more than a dozen people at the same time, but she was not slow or hurried, and solved all the problems with a clear mind.
Xie Zichen watched quietly in the private room, and couldn't help thinking that Wei Lan was like this when he graduated that year.
At that time, they took nine subjects together, and then they had a debate. He wanted to admit defeat at the time, but she gave up ahead of time. Now that I think about it, it was her demeanor.
The women in their world are really weird.
Everyone understands why a world is dominated by men? Because a stronger body establishes an overwhelming social system, and economic power creates the right to speak. With the right to speak, women can be kept in captivity, and they are told repeatedly that they are weak and need protection, so they cannot resist Yes, it is necessary to rely on the bowing of men to achieve oneself.
But their world is not like this.
They repeatedly teach their children that because they have experienced more hardships, women have a more resolute character, and they must be unyielding in any case, and their physical weakness is the key they need to overcome.
They mastered writing, mastered knowledge, and monopolized technology. Women practiced martial arts since childhood, became literate, cultivated fields, and supported their families. Through learning and hard work, through the self-confidence in women taught from childhood, I can finally overcome the weakness brought about by the body and form that strange world.
Xie Zichen looked at the shining person, and seemed to understand why he finally liked her.
He likes her, who can climb up no matter what desperate situation, never gives up on herself, and has such a tough mind. This is the pride and pride that women in this world can hardly have.
He took a sip of his tea, watched her smile lightly, unconsciously, a smile appeared on his face, he wanted to pull that person out of the crowd, kissed her softly, and slammed her hard.
After getting married, it is easy to have such thoughts when looking at that person anytime and anywhere.
She just wants that person to be with her all the time, he loves that moment so much, she only has his appearance in her eyes.
Xie Zichen's mind was full of absurd thoughts, while Wei Lan on the stage repelled everyone with just a few words. Those scholars were annoyed by what they said, and one of them said angrily: "After all, Minister Wei is just saying that the princes occupy too much land, the people's taxes are too heavy, and the country's money is not enough. The key to this problem, isn't it Isn’t it because the prince owns a large piece of land but doesn’t pay taxes?! Then why not go straight to the root and let the prince pay taxes?!”
Hearing this, the audience fell silent. The complexions of celebrities and scholars with a little brain changed, while Wei Lan took a sip of tea and said calmly: "If you feel that this method is more suitable, then you can directly submit the Wanyan Letter to His Majesty in front of the palace gate. It’s not impossible.”
"Impossible!" Nie Ping said immediately, but said to the scholar: "If you do this, how can the princes and nobles give up? This method is definitely not feasible!"
"Is it okay, isn't it just a word from His Majesty?" The scholar felt that he had an excellent idea, and sneered: "These princes and nobles, do they really despise His Majesty to such an extent that they don't even listen to the emperor's words?!"
Nie Ping choked on these words.
These celebrities have been fighting with Wei Lan all the time, and have never touched the root of the matter. The reason is that everyone is well aware of the tricks in it. A large number of them are entrusted by these princes and nobles to hinder Wei Lan. How could it really harm the interests of these people
But in the public debate, the core issue is already here. Wei Lan and them came and went for an afternoon, and finally these stunned youths understood the key point, and led the scholar to say this.
When these words came out, Wei Lan had no room to speak, and those pure scholars who were dedicated to the country and the "celebrities" who were specially used by princes and nobles to curse people immediately argued with these people.
Wei Lan sat on the high platform, took a sip of tea, and said amidst the crowd's clamor: "That is to say, everyone thinks that the reform should be done now, but there is a problem with the way of reform, isn't it?"
Those who objected were speechless. The reasons for Wei Lan’s reform were already too strong. However, they said that for a long time at the beginning they focused on the inappropriate way of Wei Lan’s reform. Motivation, it's too late.
Because invisibly, Wei Lan had already led them to quarrel all afternoon about whether her method of reform was reasonable.
The faces of those who were bribed were very ugly, but those scholars who really came for the country felt that they had found the key, and said proudly: "Exactly, since Minister Wei wants to reform, why not be more thorough? How can taxes really solve the problem?"
"Your Majesty is a cautious person," Wei Lan said calmly, "The method of reform is not for you and me to decide. I will leave the method to His Majesty. If you feel that there is a problem, you don't have to argue any more. You can go directly to the palace. Just hand over the book of ten thousand words!"
"Okay!" The scholar replied decisively: "Wei Xiang has Wei Xiang's method, and we have our own opinions. I believe that Your Majesty will handle things fairly."
"It's natural."
Wei Lan hooked the corners of her mouth, then got up and said goodbye to everyone.
However, the crowd hadn't dispersed far away, and those who wanted to reform were still arguing. Wei Lan calmly left from the high platform under the escort of her guards. Xie Zichen was already waiting for her in the carriage. Wei Lan had just gotten into the carriage when she was pulled over by that person and pressed against the wall of the carriage.
He endured it all afternoon, he loved her shining appearance so much.
Wei Lan put her legs around him and said in a hoarse voice, "Did you hear that?"
"Um."
Xie Zichen lowered his head and hugged her, and his voice was so sexy that it made people's heartstrings tense: "You put this ring, you just want those scholars to write tens of thousands of words to directly force tax increases, right? When the time comes, those nobles will be in a hurry. One, it will naturally support you."
With that said, Xie Zichen rushed in, and said slowly, "Little rascal, if you force them like this, you won't be afraid that they will turn against you directly."
Wei Lan circled him, the carriage started to move, the two of them suppressed their voices and movements, Wei Lan tried to keep her voice as calm as possible, and said with a low smile: "What are you afraid of, don't I have Master Xie to support me?"
Xie Zichen bit her: "Wei Xiang holds Jing and Qing prefectures in his hands, his party members spread across half of the imperial court, and he is backed by the 600,000 troops in the north. He is the second-rank minister in the lower district. How can he support Wei Xiang? "
When he spoke, his movements became fierce, and there was a smile in his voice: "I'm Wei Xiangyang's little rabbit, right?"
"Don't dare," Wei Lan gritted her teeth and said, "Raising a wolf king like Mr. Xie as a rabbit master, I'm afraid I will lose my life."
"It's not possible to break your life," Xie Zichen smiled lowly, let her sit on him, supported her waist, clung to her ear, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that Wei Xiang's waist will be broken."
The two of them carried out the absurd business carefully all the way back. When they arrived at Xie's mansion, Xie Tong drove the carriage into the courtyard without calling anyone. After the two finished their work, Xie Zichen jumped out with Wei Lan and went back to the room to wash.
"Zichen," Wei Lan sighed, "Since I married you, I feel that I have really lived the life I dreamed of in my previous life."
"Huh?" Xie Zichen rubbed Wei Lan's back, lowered his eyes and said, "What life?"
"In my previous life, my wish in my next life was to marry someone who is dignified under the bed and promiscuous on the bed. I didn't expect this wish to come true, and it's even more exciting than I imagined!"
Xie Zichen's hand holding the handkerchief froze, and after a while, he said calmly.
"I really envy you for marrying such a good man as me."
"Yes," Wei Lan nodded, "I'm also very envious of myself. I can marry such a good master and live such a shameless life."
Are you proud of being so shameless
Ran Mo, who came in to deliver the clothes, cursed silently in her heart, turned and walked out.
As soon as he walked to the door, he met Xie Tong, and Ran Mo asked curiously, "What did you do?"
"Air the carriage."
Xie Tong showed a toothache expression: "To be honest, before the son got married, I didn't even know he was such a person!"
Ran Moxin nodded with sympathy: "Yes, before we got married, I didn't even know that my master could be like this."
Xie Tong glanced at Ran Mo, the two sighed at the same time, and then stood at the door, not knowing what to say, standing side by side on the corridor, looking at the buds of peach blossoms, Xie Tong endured and endured, and finally Said: "Actually, I'm still very envious."
"What do you envy?" Ran Mo turned back, Xie Tong looked at her, and said seriously: "Ah Mo, when will I be able to live such a carefree life with you?"
As soon as the words fell, Ran Mo slammed his fist, knocking Xie Tong out of the corridor.
Xie Tong was dizzy from the unexpected violent blow, lying in the courtyard weakly raised his hand: "Just talk. I'll just talk."
Dye Mo: "Hehe."
Do you think I am someone like my master
yes i am.
But you can't say it!
The author has something to say:
[small theater]
Mo Shubai: "Please identify, who is the most profane in this book?"
Everyone collectively pointed at Wei Lan, Wei Lan pointed at Xie Zichen, and Xie Zichen didn't point at anyone.
Mo Shubai: "Xie Zichen, why didn't you point out anyone else?"
Xie Zichen: "I'm here, so there's no need to point to other people."
Mo Shubai: "You don't look like this kind of person..."
Xie Zichen: "Men Sao is always Mouth Sao."
Wei Lan: "Mo Shubai, are you envious? Are you jealous?"
Mo Shubai: "Hehe, my husband will too!!"
Turning her head, she saw that Mo Shubai's husband, Er Gouzi, was dismantling her keyboard.
Wei Lan (applause): "Oh, this operation is really cool, isn't it?"
Mo Shubai (pushing Ergou): "Don't disassemble the keyboard, come and support the stage, let's show off."
Er Gou pondered for a moment, and instantly made the appearance of a nervous cat spanking himself on the bed.
Ergou: "Come on!!"
Everyone: "..."
This isn't coquettish, this is psychosis.
#Remember my keyboard that was dismantled last night, heartbroken#