Jinling City is windy today, and the flying flowers all over the city are accompanied by the wind of early summer, and the city has been turned into a beautiful picture in the legend.

Zhao Xuan sat on the Luoxian Tower, holding a cup of tea with a solemn expression. When the breeze blows, the hair on his forehead is repeatedly broken and rippling with the wind, but he is a superb handsome son, really as Song Beiyun said, this old Zhao family has no crooked melons and cracked dates.

"Okay, my arm is going to break."

"It's almost there, don't move."

Zhao Xing sat opposite Qiaoqiao, after Zhao Xing euphemistically proposed several times to leave a realistic picture, Qiaoqiao finally reluctantly went out of the mountain.

Recently, Zhao Xing has been a little floating, he feels that the old crooked neck tree can no longer satisfy him, and his mind is rushing in the direction of the first emperor of the ages, he is holding a communication meeting of the members of the study group in the Qinglong Garden these days, and wants to quickly implement the first round of assessment and management methods for grassroots officials in the Great Song Dynasty.

The new official system is larger and more complicated than the current one, and the framework is still proposed by Song Beiyun, but his framework has too many loopholes, and Zhao Xing feels that it is not perfect enough, so he put this matter on the table and put it in Qinglongyuan as a topic.

It is not difficult to really implement this matter, but what is really a headache is the many tests after implementation.

This imperial examination system has been implemented for hundreds of years since the Sui and Tang dynasties, from the very beginning of recruiting talents to become a personnel tool of the family, not to mention the ordinary people, even those poor families are no longer able to produce noble sons.

The most typical example is Kuang Yusheng, although this person is somewhat stained with Song Beiyun's strange light to get into the department, but Zhao Xuan still went through Kuang Yusheng's dossier in previous years for the sake of insurance, but found that although this person is not as talented as Song Beiyun, he is definitely a talent, but this kind of talent has been tried and failed.

There's nothing to check here, the stench always starts from the root, just catch a few people who do things according to the "chapter", there is no point in it and it involves too much.

It's just that from this incident, Zhao Xing can see that the grassroots level of the Great Song Dynasty is just like Song Beiyun said, it has been chaotic and corrupt, and the educational resources are monopolized by the big ones, and sooner or later these people will gradually encroach and occupy the top and bottom of the country, forming a network one by one, fighting with each other for some petty profits.

Zhao Xing is naturally not a stupid person, even if everyone says that he is an emperor who has touched shit luck, but many people have just thought about it, why don't others have this shit luck? After all, he was lucky to be the emperor, but if he relied on luck in the next few years, I am afraid that he would have been bullied by those eunuchs in the palace under house arrest now.

He knew that the root of this problem was to improve the selection system at the bottom, and this topic had been raised by Song Beiyun a long time ago, but he also said that it was not the time yet, because the vast grassroots were a silent majority, and they had no ability to discern and no right to choose.

Therefore, even the emperor of a country must not act rashly, otherwise it is likely that after moving someone's cake, he will not be able to let the group of mud stick to the wall, and the trouble behind it will be endless.

"The official family is fine."

"Thank you, girl." Zhao Xuan could finally put down his hand: "I heard that you guys are very busy these days?" ”

"yes, very busy. The plan for the new palace is about to be handed over in a blink of an eye, and the deadline is imminent, but so far it has only been half completed, and there are many things to do. ”

There was a complaint in her whispered words, it's not that she is not afraid of the king's power, if she wants to blame that ghost Qinglong Yuan, Qinglong Yuan is in their house, and when she is fine, she will hold the child to listen, and then let Song Beiyun point to the child and let Yan Shu call him uncle.

Over time, he naturally lost his respect for Zhao Xing, after all, the emperor was not an immortal who farmed with a golden hoe, he was also a living person who drank too much and vomited, ate too much and gasped, and squatted in the corner to eat noodles when he was hungry.

"Okay, okay, sister, hard work." Zhao Xuan smiled and said, "You can get busy, I will steal some snacks from the palace and bring them to you to eat in a few days." ”

"When will Beiyun come back?"

He ...... I don't know. Zhao Xing shook his head and said: "But the news that has come these days is a great victory, so you can relax your heart." ”

"Oh......" Qiao Qiao didn't get the answer she wanted, she shook her head and handed the painting in her hand to Zhao Xing, and then left.

Zhao Xing took his portrait and looked at it, but he felt that it was a little better than the real person.

He took a sip of tea and remembered what they had talked about during the last Qinglong Yuan topic party before Song Beiyun left.

"Da Song needs an idol and a god, this person must not be someone else, you can and can only do it."

This is Song Beiyun's argument, and later Zhao Xing pondered for a few days, but he pondered it thoroughly, he knew the meaning of idols, and he also understood the meaning of God, as for why he could only come, it was nothing more than because if someone else came to do these things, then it would violate the emperor's boundary. King Fu can't do it, Song Beiyun can't do it, even the crown prince can't.

So as for how to create a god-like emperor, this is the most important thing, just some things to recover the homeland are not enough, because it is too far away for the people, after all, for ordinary people, no matter how the royal banner at the head of the city changes, they always pay attention to how far the head of the person on the execution ground rolls out today.

Obscene and uninteresting.

As for how to create a fairy-like emperor, it is not to talk about it, it will take a long time to plan, first of all, to elevate the entire Great Song Dynasty to an unprecedented strength, and all this credit is the emperor's. Entering the Central Plains is a basic operation, and at least one major unification must be completed.

After this is done, we can discuss how to overturn the mountains of history and make him an unsubversible god in the hearts of the ignorant people, and then destroy all the aristocratic families who control knowledge, wealth and power.

But before that, what needs to be done is to keep the foundation of the entire Great Song Dynasty, and how to achieve a balance has become the most difficult thing to do.

This crazy idea was put forward by Song Beiyun, who said that if such extreme methods were not used, it would be impossible to extinguish the hegemony and monopoly of state resources by small landlords. And this method will also be a kind of harm to the entire Great Song, and even cause irreversible damage.

So how exactly it should be, Zhao Xing decided for himself.

Zhao Xing is not sure, but from the perspective of history, there will be the shadows of those families in the alternation of dynasties, they are everywhere like the ghosts of the times, and the emperors of all dynasties do not want to curb the existence of these people, but there is absolutely nothing that can really do it.

And even Song Beiyun didn't know that his crazy suggestion that seemed to be nonsense had actually ignited a fire in Zhao Xing's heart, anyway, it was close to the annals of history, so it was better to leave a strong mark in the annals of history.

Zhao Xing's thinking is simple, even if it is not for the descendants of his own family, but also for the toiling beings of this vast China. At that time, whether someone scolds or praises, after thousands of generations, no matter whether Da Song is still or not, someone will always give him an explanation for Zhao Xing.

In addition to this, Zhao Xuan also made up his mind, and from this time on, he began to concentrate on presiding over internal affairs, and all foreign affairs were handed over to Song Beiyun. Although he is a mediocre man who is not so smart, he is still accurate in his ability to see people, and he knows that the dog thing is not good at internal affairs, and since this is the case, he will be in charge of the internal affairs, and the external affairs will be handed over to the dog things.

To be born as a human being, or not to do it or to do it for a great cause, worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the ancestors, worthy of the world.

Power and money are just a passing cloud, and thousands of emperors have already turned into water, and now real men want to be evergreen!

Thinking of the excitement, Zhao Xing clenched his fists tightly, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

He finally understood the reason why Song Beiyun was clearly separated from the Manchu Dynasty from the beginning, not only did he not move anyone's purse, but kept stuffing things into it. Is it so easy to get money for dog stuff? Is his Zhao Xing's money so easy to take? Da Song's money is so easy to get?

Then they will all be spit out, even those with interest. According to the design of Qinglong Yuan, the best result of the Great Song Dynasty is that everyone has relative fairness. There are still merchants, but merchants are just merchants. There is still corruption, but corruption is always only in the audience. There are still injustices, but injustices can be appealed. There are still emperors, but emperors are only symbols.

Reading is no longer the preserve of the upper class, and even the children of masons, bricklayers, carpenters, and vegetable farmers can become the pillars of a country.

Being an official is no longer the only way to make a fortune, and more people are turning being an official into a stage to display their ambitions.

Everyone no longer accepts fate, everyone has room to shine, everyone lives hard, but there is a hope that tomorrow will be better.

The state has become a sophisticated instrument that is allowed to be broken but not dismantled. At that time, it will be the real royal paradise, where there will be rebellion and famine.

"Official...... It's time to go back to the palace. ”

"Don't worry." Zhao Xing sat upstairs and took a sip of the hot strong tea that had just been refilled: "Let me sit for a while, sit for a while, sit for a while......"

"The slave understands." The little eunuch of the Si Ming Division retreated to the side, quietly guarding Zhao Xing, who was full of longing for the future in his heart.

"You say, tomorrow will be better?"

"Yes...... The official said that it would be, and that would be it. ”

Getting this answer, Zhao Xuan shook his head silently, there was no light in the little eunuch's eyes, what he said on his lips was not the same as what he thought in his heart. Such heaviness pulled Zhao Xuan back from his imagination, he flicked his sleeves, rolled up the painting in his hand, and finally glanced at the Jinling City flying in the sky by the railing, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Go back to the palace."