Chapter 343 Generosity to death

Zhao Youju leaned on the Taishi chair, closed his eyes, and gently tapped his fingers on the tabletop, and the monotonous and rhythmic sound of "tuk tuk" kept ringing in the room.

In this study room in Boya Building, he was the only one there, and all the important ministers of the court who came to ask for a meeting were rejected by him. He wants to be quiet alone, but he will be quiet for half a day.

"None of the saints and ministers are reliable...... None of them are reliable......"

He shook his head slowly, a faint smile on his face, not the usual bitter smile, but a knowing smile when looking for a soulmate.

The ministers outside thought that he was angry now, but they didn't know that he was hiding alone in the Boya Building, but they greatly admired Zhao Jingyun's article.

Only he understood that what Zhao Jingyun said was right. History has long proved and will continue to prove that the saints and virtuous ministers are unreliable, for thousands of years, the children of China have a kind of inertia to hand over their fate to others, hoping that the Qing Dynasty master will be the master of their own affairs, and the Confucian scholars who have read some books and have some career aspirations also take the world as their own responsibility - in fact, it is their own responsibility to decide the lives of others, so there will be a saying that Qing officials are more hateful than corrupt officials. Zhao Heju disagrees with this statement, clean officials are naturally better than corrupt officials, but if there is a system to force corrupt officials to become clean officials, at least the cost of forcing corrupt officials to abuse power and bend the law is high, wouldn't it be better?

And this system is what Zhao Jingyun said about the people's knowledge, the people's ownership, the people's governance, and the people's enjoyment. It is necessary to let the common people know their power, have power, and understand how to exercise power, only in this way will those officials not do things that infringe on the interests of the people in order to cater to the higher officials.

However, although Zhao Jingyun's view is correct, it was thrown out too early, if it is another twenty or thirty years, when he is old and his health begins to fail, he will take this out again, at that time, two generations have passed since the people's education, and the number of the middle class who own property and fulfill obligations will exceed the six layers of the population of the Great Song Dynasty, and the foundation for thorough social change will be formally formed.

As for now......

Zhao Youju was almost certain that if he was to trumpet Zhao Jingyun's views now, then the first thing that would come would be the collective betrayal of the scholars, and even Wei Liaoweng, who was considered enlightened, would not be able to tolerate Zhao Jingyun's views, let alone the rest? Then there is the division of the Guards, as a decisive force under his control, he is currently able to control the Guards, because the Guards generals are loyal to him as the "Holy Monarch", if he himself denies the existence of the "Holy Monarch", then the Guards generals will inevitably have different intentions, this is not because they are accustomed to betrayal, it is really human nature. The third step is a showdown, and the middle class, which currently accounts for only about half of the population, will face strong opposition...... Even within themselves, there will be divisions.

This Zhao Jingyun is really a troublemaker, he would have a problem wherever he went, but now he is simply causing trouble at home!

There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the chamberlain and the palace maid whispered hello, Zhao Heju could hear that it was Yang Miaozhen coming. He sat upright from the Taishi's chair, the fourth lady came, and he still wanted to calm down and think about things, so it was impossible.

Sure enough, there was a gentle knock on the door twice, and then Yang Miaozhen called: "Official, official!" ”

Zhao and Ju responded: "Come in." ”

Yang Miaozhen was angry when she walked in, although she was in her thirties, she still had the charm, and her angry and angry appearance made Zhao Heju's index finger move.

"Why is the fourth lady angry, could it be that which maid in the palace has annoyed you?" Zhao Youju asked softly.

"Don't do the things of the palace maid, I'm just annoyed by Zhao Jingyun who doesn't know what to do!" Yang Miaozhen replied very straightforwardly: "Your Majesty is generous, and he is used to such a rotten Confucian, if there is no such holy monarch as an official, their dog head would have been taken away by those barbarians and aliens, how can there be leisure and ease to point fingers at my official family here!" ”

Yang Miaozhen is not Zhao and Ju, she can't see the future development direction, she is almost instinctive, and she has a bad feeling for everything that opposes Zhao and Ju. She didn't pay much attention to the newspaper, but today she heard that the Son of Heaven was furious, and reprimanded all the palace maids and attendants, and shrank alone in the Boya Building, and even Prime Minister Wei Liaoweng was summoned and scolded. She looked for someone to inquire about the reason, and the governor was Zhao Jingyun's article that caused the turmoil, and then went to read the article, and then came over angrily.

"Huh?"

Zhao Youju was not as angry as she expected, so she was surprised by her fierce reaction, and then smiled dumbly: "Even you are alarmed......"

"How can you not alarm me, if you continue like this, the dragon robe of the official family will be taken away by that bold and corrupt man! The official family, I have never asked about political affairs, and I should not interfere in the courtesy of the harem, but Zhao Jingyun does not abide by the courtesy of the ministers, and the official family has always been generous, and it should not be connived at! ”

"What do you say?" Zhao Yoju asked.

"For the sake of future generations, you should be punished." Yang Miaozhen is categorical.

Yang Miaozhen's words had a cold taste, and Zhao Heju glanced at her, and his heart was slightly cold. Zhao Jingyun's statement was too radical, almost forcing the royal family into a desperate situation, and even Yang Miaozhen was also aware of this. Although Zhao Jingyun is only denying the existence of the Holy Monarch now, the next step is to deny the monarchy itself, and at that time, it will either be countless crowns falling to the ground, or countless heads falling to the ground - either way, it will be accompanied by a lot of bloodshed.

Just really want to get rid of Zhao Jingyun, a pioneer guy?

Zhao Youju gently patted Yang Miaozhen's hand and muttered for a long time: "Although Zhao Jingyun and his text are very rebellious, his people have great merits, and if they are removed at this time, wouldn't it be announced to the subjects of the world that I am afraid of his fallacy?" ”

"Besides, in the past three hundred years, only those who have won a soldier by their words, and have never killed a soldier by their words, if they are killed by their great falsehoods, will they be killed if they are stabbed in the face in the future?"

Zhao and Ju were very calm when they said these two words, Yang Miaozhen was a little overwhelmed, it was obvious that the Son of Heaven was furious, why was he comforting himself after he came in? Moreover, judging from his tone, although he was extremely angry, he didn't want to kill Zhao Jingyun?

"As a monarch, every word and deed is related to the luck of the country, and it must not be careless. Today I killed a Zhao Jingyun who spoke outrageously, and tomorrow I can have children and grandchildren take this as an example to kill those loyal subjects who dare to speak out. On the contrary, my authority has been established in the struggle between the Jin people, Menghu and foreign enemies, and if I do not execute Zhao Jingyun, who will think that I am afraid of him, and who will think that I am helpless to take him? ”

Zhao Youju's words were not so much to Yang Miaozhen as to convince himself. Of course, it is not difficult to execute Zhao Jingyun, and no one in the world will be stupid enough to think that the Son of Heaven really can't bear to kill or dare not kill a scholar, let alone betray because of this, on the contrary, they will only have the courage to speak out because of the generosity of the Son of Heaven, so that the subjects dare to express their opinions, which is the result that Zhao Heju hopes to get.

"The intention of the official family, let Zhao Jingyun go?" Yang Miaozhen asked.

"Nature is not...... If I let him go, I will be unwilling, and for the subjects of the world who are united in my heart, will it not be a great injustice? The corners of Zhao Heju's mouth twitched, and a sneer floated.

If you seek benevolence, then let you seek benevolence and be benevolent.

The next morning.

The clouds that had accumulated all night had not yet turned into thunderstorms, and the air was still so heavy that it was breathless, as if it were pressing a stone on a person's heart.

At this time, the publishers who came to pick up the newspapers, the Confucian scholars who came from afar to present their articles with hope, and the students who came to the Weekly Office to help hone their own work, they could startle the birds on the two big camphor trees in front of the office.

But today is different, there are guards soldiers standing at the door of the office, their guns are stabbed, the tips of the snow bright knives are cold, although they have been on duty for a long time, but they are still full of energy, without the slightest fatigue, on the contrary, the fierce killing intent, so that passers-by can't help but bypass.

"This Song Times Weekly is going to fall down!"

There are pedestrians whispering, yesterday's events, in a place like Lin'an, can't keep secrets, just two days, everyone is already knowing.

Because of the presence of the guards, no one came to splash dung today, Deng Ruoshui got up and listened to the porter's whispered report, and his heart was a little happy for the arrival of the guards.

Yesterday evening, when the guards arrived, they didn't say a word, and they didn't care how he asked, and they stood at the door like statues. Deng Ruoshui was not so narcissistic as to think that these guards were here to protect them, and he could roughly guess that the arrival of the guards was actually to control their whereabouts and prevent them from running around. Now he is just waiting for the Lin'an Mansion to send someone from the Criminal Prison Department to arrest them and put them in prison - it may also be someone from the Military Intelligence Department, he knows that it is difficult to get out, but he feels calm, but Wu Wenying, who originally had nothing to do with this matter, was also involved, which is really a pity.

Thinking of Wu Wenying, I could hear his voice: "Gong Deng, Mr. Deng!" ”

"How did you sleep last night?" Deng Ruoshui packed up his clothes and said to Wu Wenying.

"I slept very well last night, and it's very quiet here." Wu Wenying replied with a smile.

Wu Wenying also did not agree with Zhao Jingyun's article, but he realized one thing, that is, the Holy Monarch and the Virtuous Ministers could not solve the problem. When today's son can be regarded as a holy monarch, the courtiers are also the choice of talents, can be regarded as virtuous ministers, whether it is the Son of Heaven or the courtiers, they have repeatedly warned the local officials to be close to the people and love the people, but among the local officials, there can always be some monks with crooked mouths, and they will recite the good scriptures messily. For example, the mining disaster in Jingxi Province that almost killed him, the Son of Heaven and the courtiers could only remedy it afterwards, although belated justice is also justice, but after all, it cannot solve all the problems.

As long as officials are promoted by catering to the will of the above, then the holy monarchs and virtuous ministers will not be able to prevent similar things from happening, even if they are not eliminated, as long as they are not as common as they are now.

"Junte ......" Deng Ruoshui groaned slightly, and finally spoke: "I thought about it again and again last night, this weekly magazine is not fortunate, the dragon has reverse scales, and I am waiting for this time to wear reverse scales." ”

"Deng Gong doesn't need to say much, although I don't completely agree with Zhao Manqing's views, but in this matter, I also feel that only the official family is alone, and this day when the world will always be clear in the sea, Manqing said that the people know, the people have, the people govern, and the people enjoy, which is the avenue. What's more, this matter started because of my writing, and if I stay out of it, I will inevitably be ridiculed by the world. A manly man, when he has the courage to do anything, how can he be reluctant to do anything! ”

Wu Wenying didn't wait for Deng Ruoshui to open his mouth to persuade him, so he rejected his meaning.

Deng Ruoshui was waiting to say more, but Zhao Jingyun frowned, Li Shimin followed behind him with a smile, he was afraid that Zhao Jingyun would misunderstand, so he didn't continue to go down.

"It's a rare thing that no one comes to the door today." Zhao Jingyun's eyes flickered, and he snorted.

"If Manqing has anything to say, just say it, why do you have to act like this!" Deng Ruoshui said with a smile.

"Deng Gong, but I have been involved in the weekly magazine and all of you......" Zhao Jingyun clasped his fists and saluted him, only then did he straighten his waist, and then he heard a voice outside: "It's just you, now outside, you don't suffer as much scolding as me." ”

With the words, Zhang Duanyi walked in with a wry smile on his face, and among the crowd, he was older than Deng Ruoshui, and his face was wrinkled together, looking very old. As soon as he saw him, Deng Ruoshui paused and said, "What are you doing, haven't you received the telegram I gave you!" ”

"It's when I received it, how can I make you take responsibility for me." Zhang Duanyi shook his head: "This thing is really ...... Why did those guards at the gate come? ”

"I don't know, I arrived yesterday, probably because I was afraid that we would escape." Wu Wenying smiled: "Mr. is Zhang Zhengfu? ”

Needless to say, at this time, there was no one else who came to the Weekly Office like moths to a fire.

"Everyone seems to have arrived...... Deng Ruoshui looked at everyone, and couldn't help but feel a little agitated, he slapped the table suddenly: "I'll go and ask someone to bring the table and banquet, let's not get drunk today!" ”

"I'm afraid that no store is willing to give us a banquet." Zhang Duanyi muttered, he could hear the businessmen's criticism of his article on the train.

Although the voice was small, it made everyone hear clearly, and everyone looked at each other, knowing that this was a certain thing. Just hesitating, the old man in the porter came over with a bitter face, he respectfully saluted Deng Ruoshui, and said in ...... way."

Deng Ruoshui smiled slightly: "Naturally, let you take seven days off...... You should go to the account office to settle the wages first. ”

"Little Lao'er knew that this shouldn't be, but he just heard about it...... Speaking of ......" The old man in the porter glanced at Zhao Jingyun again and shook his head: "This Mr. Zhao is young after all, that article is really inappropriate, our official family of the Son of Heaven, isn't it the Holy Monarch who is alive, he is inappropriate, it is really inappropriate!" ”

Zhao Jingyun's face twitched, and he looked at the porter, revealing a faint sense of loss. At this point, the situation was far beyond his expectations, he thought that as soon as his article came out, the world would not gather to respond, and there should be voices of approval, but what he didn't expect was that his article was originally speaking for those small people, but those small people didn't understand him!

"Am I late?" Just when he was sad, he suddenly heard humanity.

"Who is this man, and how is the voice so familiar?" Zhang Duanyi thought to himself.

Note 1: Cui Zhu killed his monarch, and the two brothers who killed the historian were not allowed to change their text, and when they wanted to kill the third, the Nan Shi clan had already gone outside the palace gate. There have always been many long-distance revolutionaries in China, but there are also many people who have the courage to sacrifice. Even if the concept of generosity to the dead may not be correct, their spirit is the reason why I am upright in China. The author's pen power is limited, and the atmosphere at the time of the catastrophe may not be very well written, but spending so much pen and ink to make the reader scold, that is the goal.