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The prime minister of the world.

He was happy with the price.

In the time that followed, it is not an exaggeration to describe Pang Ji's thoughts for the court and the official family.

The official family is also the only one who looks ahead.

Obey every hundred and obey your words.

A considerable part of the military power of the relatives was received in the hands of the officials, the Chinese book, and the subordinates.

In the future history books, this period of the past will probably be written like this-

"In the fourth year of Chongning, the hussar general Cao Shuqi said that he was ill, begged for military power, and the emperor obeyed him, and he was the first to disperse the officials, and the reward was very generous."

"In the sixth year of Chongning, Wang Miao, the general of Zhenguo, was relieved of his military power because he was responsible for the defeat of Xiping Mansion, and he was an idle official."

"In the tenth year of Chongning, Gao Fuwu, the general of the auxiliary country, begged the bones with illness, and returned Lu to the king."

At most, only a few.

But behind this, it is like walking on thin ice, and it is a thorny journey.

It's a succumb to it.

If you are not careful, the official family and Pang Ji will be a catastrophe and shattered.

During this period, there are many dangers and treacherous clouds, and when I look back on it after the incident, I am still very emotional.

Since then, the Wang family, the Cao family, the Gao family, and the Han family still have protégés and children serving in the army and the court, but they can no longer control the court situation as the first emperor did.

When Chongning was ten years old, Pang was really turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain.

He was appointed by the Emperor to take care of his life.

He is the most trusted prime minister of the official family.

He is truly under one man and above ten thousand.

Life is like a dream.

Like morning dew, if the white horse passes through the gap.

Looking back suddenly, all of a sudden, more than ten years have passed.

- "Shaobao, beware of praying mantis catching cicadas, yellow finches behind." ”

That day in the Yufupo Teahouse, Le Song's last persuasion, Pang Ji had never dreamed of it even when he dreamed back at midnight.

……

One day in the eleventh year of Chongning, or the twelfth year, he sat in the carriage as usual, and when he passed Qinglong Street, suddenly, the carriage stopped.

"What's the matter?"

Pang asked the coachman.

"Sir," said the coachman, "the carriage ahead is overturned." ”

Hearing this, he lifted the curtain and glanced out the window.

The street was misty and misty, and the light rain was like fog, ** the red begonias next to the street, and the green willows on the riverside.

The carriage in front of it was as the coachman said, perhaps the right side was too heavy, the right wheel was slightly worn, and half of the body was stuck in the ditch on the side of the road.

Pang Jiqing raised his eyebrows, and his eyes lit up.

Oh, it's been a long time since I've seen this carriage.

The small-leaved red sandalwood of the southwest tribute is carved with fine patterns.

The first time he saw the carriage, it was still a deep orange-red color. Today, it has become a deep purple lacquer, mellow and textured.

The carriage given by the emperor was once upon a time, this was a symbol of Lu Yijian's status.

No, it still is.

Pang Ji was both proud and sad for his former opponent.

A person who really has status doesn't need any symbol.

Just like him, even if he is sitting in this half-new and unattractive carriage, he is still the most powerful person in the Great Song Dynasty.

He was about to lower the curtain, pretending not to know, to save face for the man.

But unexpectedly......

- "Mellow! ”

This call is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiar, because this voice Pang Ji has heard for many years, and his most precious youth to middle age is full of this voice.

is strange because Lu Yijian never called him "mellow".

When he wants to provoke, he will call himself a "huge man" with bad intentions.

When he couldn't argue with himself, he would shout angrily: "Pang Yuan, you traitor who reverses black and white and has bad intentions!" ”

When he devised a trap and was ready to mock himself with a series of cannons, he would say, "Presumably, Champion Lang has a better plan?" ”

When he is behind people, he will probably grit his teeth and call himself "Shanzhouzi".

……

Pang Ji followed the voice and looked up, and was even more surprised.

Lu Yijian leaned on his back, leaned on his crutches, and reluctantly moved slowly forward with the support of the servant.

Long Zhong is like an old man.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a sworn enemy who had been fighting with him for half his life, he wouldn't have recognized him.

Pang Ji was surprised, and secretly wondered that Lu Yijian was only ten years older than him.

It is said that power makes people younger.

In fact, it is the loss of power that makes people age faster.

In order to hide his impolite surprise, he got out of the car and turned his head and instructed the coachman: "Go, see if there is anyone in front of you who needs help." ”

Lu Yijian nodded slightly at him: "Mellow, thank you." ”

Pang Ji was stunned for a moment, and sighed: "The prime minister has never called the words of the younger generation before." ”

"Mellow, but he still calls me 'prime minister'."

"I'm used to it."

Lu Yijian smiled: "Now, you are the prime minister." ”

Pang Ji gave up his hand indifferently: "I agreed." ”

The willow trees beside the road swayed slightly in the wind and rain.

The air is cool and crisp.

Probably no one thought that the two people, who have always been-for-tat and fighting to the death, would come so calmly and unobtrusively when they looked at each other and smiled.

"Mellow."

"Huh?"

"The official family is different from the first emperor."

Lu Yijian said this meaninglessly.

Pang Ji was inexplicably puzzled: "The official family and the first emperor are naturally different. ”

"No, you don't understand what I mean."

"Lu Xianggong might as well speak out."

However, Lu Yijian only grinned the corners of his mouth as if he was silent.

But at that moment, another of his servants came in small steps and informed him that the carriage had been repaired.

"Mellow," Lu Yi said simply, "I have taken my leave." ”

Pang Ji frowned slightly, and said: "Wait, Xianggong, since you have something to say to your juniors, why do you want to say it......

Lu Yijian stopped, looked back, smiled gloomily, and spit out two words in a very slight voice: "Yellow Sparrow." ”

Yellow Sparrow?

It's the yellow finch again.

Who is the Yellow Sparrow?

Whose power is the Yellow Sparrow?

While Pang Ji was pondering, Lu Yijian had already gotten into the carriage and walked away.

The purple paint of the carriage gradually changed into a faint shadow, a small dot, between the smoke and rain.

……

- "Prime Minister, what do you think of Yi Yongtang's performance?" ”

One day not long after that, after leaving the court, the official family left him alone, and dismissed all the palace maids and eunuchs, and asked in an ominous voice.

In the huge Daqing Palace, there are only two monarchs and ministers.

What the official asked was a suggestion made by Yi Yongtang, the right-hand counselor, -- the salt tax reform.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, the old law of the Five Dynasties was followed, and the system of government and commerce was combined and sold, stipulating that either official sales or trade could be done according to the suitability of each prefecture and county.

Therefore, the official sales area and the trade area were divided, with the coastal states and counties as the official sales areas, and the inland states and counties as the trade areas. In the official sales area, the salt is sold by the state and county, and the province is declared according to the tax profits collected every year, and the transshipment makes it win, so as to support the cost of the road.

Its salt production follows the old system of the Tang Dynasty, and the household registration of pavilion households is set up, specializing in boiling salt, stipulating the amount of production, and compensating the capital, that is, the salt boiled is converted into two taxes in the spring and autumn; Set up farms, supervisors and other salt administration institutions in the salt-producing places to supervise the production and collection of salt.

Yi Yongtang made a proposal to ask the merchant to pay grain and grass to the side plug, calculate the price, and issue it to the "cross-citation"; After that, the merchant went to Beijing, and the government handed over the salt works to him to receive salt for sale.

Pang Ji didn't think about it, and replied directly: "This is a good policy." ”

……