The Jin army besieged the city, and the Song emperor’s daughter died

Chapter 55: How do the six thieves make money?

Under the city wall of Suanzao Gate, Wang Fu took out the handkerchief in his arms, wiped the dust on the ground, and then sat down.

Zhu Meng, who had already been sitting on the ground, laughed and said: "We have all fallen into this situation, how can Mr. Wang be so particular?"

Wang Fu smiled and said: "It is the way of a gentleman not to be happy with things and not to be sad with yourself."

Zhu Meng admired Wang Fu's mentality very much: "Hey, the officials abandoned us in the forbidden army at the top of the city and didn't care. I don't know when this day will end."

Wang Fu took out an apple from his arms, wiped it on his sleeve, and took a bite: "My talents are destined to be useful, so there is no need to worry about this. As long as the government keeps my life, I will be able to succeed one day." "

Zhu Meng looked around and came to Wang Fu's side: "Have you heard? Li Yan got cold a few days ago, and his men were gone after a short time. Liang Taiwei's men were also gone. I heard that he was guarding the city a few days ago. At that time, I accidentally fell down the city gate and fell to my death. Don't you think this is too coincidental?"

"Life and death are matters of fate. If the officials really want us to die, why bother playing with these imaginary things?"

Wang Fu bit the apple with an indifferent look in his eyes, as if he was a master who had experienced the world and was calm and calm.

Until he saw a group of imperial city yamen officers walking towards him, Wang Fu finally lost his composure. He dropped the apple in his hand to the ground, looked at the imperial city yamen servants and asked timidly: "You gentlemen..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Yamen servant looked him over and asked, "Wang Fu?"

Wang Fu shook the apple in his mouth and nodded.

"Where's Zhu Meng?"

Wang Fu pointed at Zhu Meng who had his head lowered next to him.

"You two, let's go!"

Hearing what the yamen officer said, Zhu Meng didn't react much. Wang Fu, who had been extremely calm just now, suddenly fell on the ground and cried loudly: "Please, officials, let the guilty minister see the official family! If the guilty minister doesn't want to, then he can He’s dead like this. The guilty minister has an old mother who hasn’t fulfilled her filial piety, so we can’t just die like this!”

Zhu Meng looked at Wang Fu who had lost all his posture and nodded: "You are indeed a good actor!"

Then Zhu Meng followed Wang Fu and started crying loudly, with snot and tears mixed together.

Cai Jingfu.

The Zen-like courtyard with jagged rocks and dead trees had already become a mess.

Cai Jing sat on the chair with squinted eyes, looking at Zhu Meng and Wang Fu who were sitting opposite him without saying a word, and suddenly asked tremblingly: "Are the officials coming?"

Zhu Meng replied: "That's what the Yamen of the Imperial City Department said."

Cai Jing groaned, slowly closed his eyes, and sighed softly: "When Guan Jia was still a child, every time the Emperor held a family banquet, I would hug Guan Jia, pick up vegetables and feed her soup... Guan Jing My son Cai Chi and I were playing in the imperial garden, we were such a pair of childhood sweethearts... The scene at that time is really nostalgic."

When people get old, they love to recall the past, especially when they were glorious.

"Speaking of you two, you were also my disciples back then. I thought you two would be able to rise to prominence, but you didn't expect that you would end up like me, just like me."

Wang Fu was not in the mood to listen to him recalling those years. He was only concerned about what happened next: "Ms. Cai, why do you think the officials want me to wait here?"

How did Cai Jing know that he could only turn a deaf ear and continue to talk about his glorious past.

Zhu Meng pouted: "There's no need to ask. We are all grasshoppers in the same boat. The government wants to catch them all."

Wang Fu's face collapsed again!

Just after Chen hour, the door of Cai Mansion was pushed open. Han Shizhong rushed in with a group of forbidden troops and pointed around the front hall of Cai Mansion: "Be on guard here!"

Later, Zhao Fujin also walked in wearing regular clothes.

Looking at the mess all over the garden, Zhao Fujin frowned and thought: "Li Gang ransacked the house too professionally, not even leaving a stone road?"

Zhao Fujin stepped on the bumpy muddy ground and walked to the front hall of Cai Mansion. Wang Fu and Zhu Meng had already knelt down on the ground as guilty ministers. Cai Jing tremblingly wanted to get up to greet him, but he couldn't even stand still. Zhao Fujin waved. Waving his hand: "Ms. Cai, there is no need to be more polite."

An ordinary sentence made Cai Jing burst into tears: "Old minister... thank the official family."

Zhao Fujin really hates this crying atmosphere: "Okay, don't cry anymore, I'm not here to ask questions, I'm here to ask questions about politics!"

When they heard that the officials were not here to ask questions, Wang Fu and Zhu Meng finally stopped shaking and raised their heads cautiously and asked, "Asking about politics?" After Zhao Fujin took his seat at the head of the hall, he got straight to the point: "You have controlled the politics of the Song Dynasty for many years, and you have treated me so well. The situation in the Song Dynasty should be more understood than the average person. I just want to ask you about the method of filling the national treasury. If you can provide me with good advice, I will save you from the death penalty!"

Wang Fu and Zhu Meng turned to look at the old Cai Jing.

When it comes to making money, Cai Jing is definitely a good player.

At least that's what these two people think.

However, Cai Jing didn't seem to want to say more, squinting his eyes and looking sleepy.

Wang Fu quickly offered his advice: "The guilty minister thought that Xining's New Deal could be restored..."

Zhao Fujin directly rejected it without waiting for him to continue: "What Wang Anshi said is inappropriate."

Zhu Meng then asked: "Can taxes be increased?"

Zhao Fujin still shook his head: "Competing with the people for profit is not a long-term solution."

Seeing that their idea was rejected, the two of them looked at Cai Jing with great expectation again. If Cai Jing could come up with some good ideas that would satisfy the officials, they would be lucky, and at least they would not die for a while.

Seeing that Cai Jing was still silent, Zhao Fujin snorted coldly: "Cai Jing, are you unwilling to provide me with advice?"

Cai Jing then slowly opened his eyes: "It's not that the old minister is unwilling, it's just that the current situation is really... the old minister is incompetent!"

Zhao Fujin was speechless. He originally thought that the Six Thieves had been making money for many years and had rich experience. When forced, they would always come up with some effective methods. Unexpectedly, they were all a bunch of idiots who would only line their own pockets.

"Forget it, since that's the case..."

Zhao Fujin's face turned stern, and he was about to convict the six thieves when he suddenly heard someone in the Cai Mansion courtyard shouting: "Officials, wait a minute! I am willing to offer suggestions to the officials to forgive my father's sins!"

Zhao Fujin followed the sound and saw a man in a green shirt standing in the ruins outside the front hall. He had an unkempt beard and disheveled hair, looking down and out.

Zhao Fujin stood up and walked out of the front hall, stood on the steps and looked at the man in green shirt, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

The man in green shirt smiled sadly: "Caomin, Cai Chi!"

Zhao Fujin was stunned when she heard this. In her memory, although Cai Ji was not handsome and handsome, he could at least be seen, but the person in front of her was so down and dirty that it was unbearable to look at him.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for many years, why have you become like this?"

Zhao Fujin was asking questions knowingly.

Eight years ago, he ran away from marriage and refused to marry, which was a big blow to Cai Chi. During this period, he first killed Cai You, and then took over the Cai family. Not only did the Cai family have many official positions, but even an individual could not withstand the blow of such a change. Falling into despair is inevitable.

But Zhao Fujin doesn't care about this. What she cares about is, does Cai Ji have this ability? Why doesn't she know?
"Heh... OK, I'll wait to see what you can do within three days. If you talk nonsense, I'll punish you for the same crime as the six thieves!"

　I have said before that as long as the male-female channel is not used for discussion, I will not delete it for normal discussions.

　　Some people in the comments said that I am illiterate for two reasons.

　　[-]: When a woman became emperor in the Song Dynasty, did she ever ask the clan?
　　[-]: Is Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism just a decoration?
　　Then I, an illiterate person, will do some popular science.

　　The royal family of the Northern Song Dynasty was nothing. Ever since Zhao Er got the throne, in order to prevent people like him from appearing again, he designed a hell-level game difficulty for the royal family of the Northern Song Dynasty. The salary they received was less than one-third of that of military generals and less than that of civil servants. one-fifth of .Not to mention going to court to discuss matters, even if you press the court affairs privately, the censors will be involved.Their daily routine consists of walking birds, practicing calligraphy, and visiting brothels that they can't even afford.A group of mascot decorations, Zhao Fujin still wants to ask them when he is an emperor?This is the Song Dynasty, not Lao Zhu’s family!
　　As for Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism... I'm lazy to say that in 1126, Zhu Xi was not even a fertilized egg. What is Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism?When Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism was influential, the Song Dynasty was already gone.

　　Some people say that there was no soil for a woman to be emperor in the Song Dynasty...

　　emmm...Liu E said: "If I wanted to be one, I would have done it long ago!"

　　He said to the Queen Mother: "I want to live a few more years, and Zhao Ji won't dare to mess around!"

　　Only the Song Dynasty was explicitly written into the national policy to listen to politics behind the curtain!

　　So...please, don't call me a historian. I may not be familiar with other dynasties, but I still have a little bit of research on the Song Dynasty, so it's not too outrageous.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)