Jingming

Chapter 89

The Gongsheng students who were sweating and writing policy papers outside the Fengtian Temple did not know that their predecessors were also "taking the exam" like them.

The emperor's sudden attack was a test of all court officials.

Although everyone knew that this was asking for a policy, why didn't the emperor understand the talents of all officials through his specific questions?

And the signal of the emperor's intention to reform and strengthen himself was completely transmitted from here.

In the examination room, Zhang Cong's pen was unstoppable.

He is 47 years old.

Why did you get a little close to Huang Zuo?It's just sympathy and sympathy for each other.

20 years after Zhang Cong won the examination, he failed in seven general examinations.

But this time he not only won, but also encountered a strategy that was most suitable for a middle-aged man with rich experience like him.

Why is the country rich?With the vastness and richness of Ming Dynasty, why is it not rich?

Before officially writing, he closed his eyes and meditated for a long time under the sun.

Generally speaking, policy issues are the state affairs that the emperor is most concerned about at present.

Aren't His Majesty's most concerned about the disputes over succession and heirship that have been raging in Beijing before, the many new policies in the enthronement edict, the abolishment and re-establishment of the three major camps, and the pursuit of Yu Qian's posthumous title?

Not necessarily, the prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

After more than a hundred years of Ming Dynasty, how many evils have accumulated?
The young emperor who inherited the throne as a vassal king faced a situation that he had never thought about, could not think about, and did not dare to think about. Sitting on that throne, he raised such a strategic question. What kind of mood did he feel?
A mess, don't know where to start.

Take on heavy responsibilities, but only wish to live up to the destiny.

When Zhang Cong opened his eyes and picked up his pen, he had decided how he should write this policy this time.

Money is the clue for the emperor to unravel the current situation and lead to Ming ZTE.

Your Majesty wants to see the truth!
Zhang Cong decided to take a gamble.

Not far from him, Huang Zuo had finished writing, but he was staring at his theory with blank eyes.

Fate is bad, admit it.

His talents and learning are not in this area.

Probably it is true that fate is in conflict with Ketu.

Although Liang Chu once mentioned him, His Majesty's strategy is so practical, and it is a financial plan that Huang Zuo has never paid much attention to in the past. What can I do?
He knew that he just made a well-behaved article.

No matter what the topic is, it is right to focus on people.

Things are made because of people, and things are broken because of people.The strategy of enriching the country is not achieved in a day, and the experience of previous dynasties is vivid, no matter what kind of strategy, it needs officials to ensure its implementation.

But is there any merit in such an argument?

The top three is the top three, Huang Zuo is already mentally prepared to be a small official in a local area to benefit the good side.

In the same examination room, Fei Maozhong, who had been familiar with the famous Fei family in Qianshan since childhood, saw it more clearly.

The policy of enriching the country involves too much.

The output of military settlements is rotten, local fields are increasingly concentrated, commercial taxes and tariffs are difficult to implement, the right to mint coins is chaotic, internal treasury disputes, natural disasters and misfortunes are uncertain...

Many problems are untouchable.From the standpoint of the gentry, there are some issues that he is unwilling to touch.

After much deliberation, he chose the entry point of disaster control and famine control.

If the common people can be less displaced due to natural disasters and military disasters, the output of land tax will at least be more and more stable.

At this point in time when his uncle was about to return to court, Fei Maozhong didn't want to be too prominent.

For him, a Jinshi background is enough, no higher ranking is needed.

……

The imperial decree was promulgated to all the counselors in Beijing, but in fact, several letters were passed out from various post roads.

Their targets are some important people who are on their way back.

Fei Hong, Yang Yiqing, Wang Shouren, Sun Jiao... What kind of answers would these people give to the questions asked by the emperor?
At night, the Gongsheng students who had tried their best did not know the news until they left the Forbidden City.

"Take the same exam in Beijing, take the same exam in Beijing!" Zhang Cong pulled Huang Zuo to drink with a little excitement.

It will take another two days to release the rankings, but they have already relieved a burden and are just waiting for the results.

Huang Zuo lost interest a little: "Little brother understands what you mean, Your Majesty is very concerned about financial planning, and even intends to implement new laws, otherwise why do you need ministers to offer advice?"

"...Your article is excellent, are you still not satisfied?"

"What's so good about it? It's so off topic and so mediocre!" Huang Zuo exchanged glasses with him in a somewhat dispirited manner, "Brother Zhang, this course is really fate! If you fail in seven tests, God will keep you Assistant Xinjun. Where’s the younger brother? That’s God’s frequent warnings, but I don’t realize it. I, why don’t I just be a teacher and educate people.”

"Why should you be depressed?" Zhang Cong took the wine cup from his hand and put it on the table heavily, "Brother, I think that your strategy has its own uniqueness. After thinking about it carefully, Your Majesty is actually capable now." The meaning of the new law, is the rule of officials not fundamental? Last year, I regretted losing my honor, Cai Bo, this time you have a great hope of being a first-class man?"

"...You are comforting me." Huang Zuo already had a phobia of life and suffering, "Your Majesty asked why the country is rich, and I talked about the administration of officials, which is a long way from the topic. Do it carefully and carefully, and try to guide you if you are rash. The younger brother The laughing stock goes straight to heaven, how can His Majesty enroll me in the First Class?"

In Yang Tinghe's mansion, Yang Shen dried the ink on the paper, and rushed to Yang Tinghe's study excitedly.

He is confident that if he is also among the Gongsheng students in this subject, the champion will still be his.

After knocking on the door of Yang Tinghe's study and entering, he still behaved modestly and prudently: "Father, my son has already prepared the countermeasures. I don't know if there is anything wrong. Please correct me."

He looked at it, and saw that the paper on his father's desk was laid out, but the ink in the inkstone was dry, and there was not a single word on the paper.

Glancing at his son, Yang Tinghe frowned and said softly, "Just finish it before the end of the month, what are you in a hurry for?"

"...Father, don't you take a look first?"

"Don't read it." Yang Tinghe narrowed his eyes, "You are no longer a Gongsheng. You have to write this booklet three times, and then read it together for your father. If one article is not better than one, all three articles are worthless. You might as well just stay in the Imperial Academy and study history."

Yang Shen was so wronged that his face flushed red: "Father, is your son so unreasonable?"

Yang Tinghe suddenly opened his eyes and his eyes were extremely sharp: "The annual income is 800 million taels. You can't extort it violently, and you can't shake the country because of it. It can't be just a temporary achievement! Can you convince yourself that you can do this? Gongsheng can talk eloquently, you I can't! I thought that my father has been in the ups and downs of the officialdom for many years, and he has been thinking hard for half a day, and now he dare not write a single word! Why, you are already more capable and practical than your father?"

Yang Shen seldom, very rarely saw his father so sharp and scolded him so unceremoniously.

"...Your Majesty is just asking for advice, how can you really act according to someone's instructions?"

"Just? That's all?" Yang Tinghe stared at him sharply for a long time, and then he became lonely, "I should have let you go to a place to practice a little earlier. Now it's too late... You are the son of my Yang Tinghe! If you are really talented Extraordinary, how could he waste ten years in the Imperial Academy?"

Yang Shen opened his mouth, unable to refute for a moment.

After careful calculation, it seems that he has really been in the Imperial Academy for ten years.

How many decades can life be?

But how can he, who is so proud and arrogant, bear to be always considered the son of so-and-so?
"A talented man and a capable minister are two different things!" Yang Tinghe said sharply, "You have already passed your thirties, thirty and three years old, haven't you enjoyed enough of the fame of a talented man? As a father, one day he will be an official, and people leave tea to cool down .There are huge waves and undercurrents in this hall, are you standing still? Go back to your room and think carefully!"

Yang Shen opened his mouth, but did not refute after all.

Why on earth did father get so angry today?
(End of this chapter)