It's the end of March, the weather is getting warmer day by day, and the day of the annual Jinmingchi bid is getting closer and closer.

The Son of Heaven is about to drive the dragon boat on the pond to watch the athletes in the army compete for the bid. In order to prepare for the Son of Heaven's patrol, the carriages and horses coming and going are also one after another, and the two gates near Jinmingchi in the west of Tokyo City, Xinzheng Gate and Wansheng Gate, are becoming more and more crowded and busy.

Sitting on the second floor of the Banlou Hotel next to Wansheng Gate, Lu Jia, the judge of the Ministry of Households, asked for a table. After the wine and food on the table came up, he only moved his chopsticks slightly, and kept playing with the silver cup in his hand. The noise downstairs was blocked by a bamboo curtain, which also made his ears a lot clearer.

The household department in the judge of the household department is not the household department of the six departments, but the household department of the three divisions under the yamen of the three divisions of the Great Song Dynasty.

As the judge of the Ministry of Households, Lu Jiawen is very competent. The taxes of the people in the world he is in charge of can at least be regarded as clear accounts. The treasurers who are also in charge of it are also impossible to find fault. And the official liquor in Beijing is also in charge of him - the day before yesterday, he implemented the method of connecting stoves in the official liquor farm, which can save the national treasury 160,000 yuan of firewood and grass money every year.

Therefore, the day before yesterday, when the Son of Heaven asked about the affairs of the three divisions, Wang Anshi would say that among the judges of the three divisions, only he Lu Jiawen was the most competent.

It's not enough to be competent. Lu Jia asked him with a big heart, how could the great-grandson of Lu Yijian, the minister of power of the Renzong Dynasty, be satisfied with the sentence 'competent'?

So he proposed a new bill

-- Municipal Law.

Wei Jizong, a small merchant in the capital, proposed to let the government intervene in the sale and sale of goods. Although it was not initiated by him Lu Jiawen, if it was not his strong advocacy, it would not have been approved by Wang Xianggong at all.

This is not a competition for profit with the people, it is still a competition for interests with the annexation house that the New Party upheld before.

The city of Tokyo was the center of the Great Song Dynasty, with a population of one million, and the number of goods imported into the capital from all over the world is incalculable. However, after these goods arrived in the capital, they were not directly sold, but had to be resold to the heads of the guilds, who then distributed them to the merchants in the guilds for retail.

The leaders just made a lot of the profits in the middle, and they didn't have to take any risks. This kind of method of sitting on the ground and distributing the spoils is outrageous, and it also makes the government salivate, but the merchants who do not abide by these rules can't stay in the capital at all, and the power of the leaders can go all the way to the harem!

However, since Wang Anshi Bingzheng, the law of equal loss has been implemented in the world, and it has grabbed a lot of shares from the hands of the leaders. At present, the main purpose of the law is to completely seize the resale rights of the leaders.

Of course, when the law is implemented, the measures and means used will not be so simple, and even the government can come forward to purchase unpaid goods in order to buy off merchants. But the essence of snatching money from the heads of the bank will not change anything.

Lu Jiawen is at ease with this, in the local area, all the surplus loans for the convenience of the people will force the upper households who do not need to borrow money to borrow - that is, the so-called inhibition of allocation, in order to earn interest. Since he can clearly snatch money from the squire, his implementation of the city law is naturally justified.

Now Lu Jiawen is waiting for the dozen or so people in the Chongzheng Hall who are sitting and standing to make the final decision on this bill.

Holding the silver cup of Xiangyun Lianzhi hard, the expression on Lu Jiawen's face made a guest who was about to sit at his table immediately get up and hide in a far corner - he had no way to retreat now.

Since he stole the draft of his uncle Lu Gongbi's criticism of the new law two years ago and showed it to Wang Anshi, he has no place in his home. Because of this petition, Wang Anshi had a countermeasure to Lu Gongbi's attack in advance, so that Lu Jiawen's uncle planted a big heel in the Chongzheng Palace. After coming back, Lu Gongbi thoroughly investigated the house and found out the ins and outs, so he scolded Lu Jia for asking a 'house thief'.

'House thief!? ’

Lu Jia asked and sneered, it's just a matter of becoming a king and defeating a villain!

"Wangzhi, you are so comfortable!"

A sudden call woke Lu Jiawen from his personal little world.

Lu Jia asked and when he looked up and saw someone coming, he immediately got up, "It turned out to be Shengmei, this is really a coincidence...... Why didn't you see Wang Yanei? ”

When the visitor heard this, his face changed slightly, but he smiled again, "Wang Yanei is now in the palace to talk about the feast, don't you know?" ”

Lu Jiawen secretly snorted coldly, and with the same smile as if he was entertaining, he invited the prince Shaowang Shengmei to sit down and talk.

Wang Zishao entered Beijing the day before yesterday and followed closely behind the Wang family's great office. It's only been a month's work, and the name of the Ya Nei drill has fallen in the mouths of the people in the capital, and he is naturally not a decent person

——In the second or third year of Xining, Wang Zishao also served as a supervisor of the imperial history. Being able to enter the Yushitai is naturally the foundation of soaring. It's a pity that he followed and attacked the old party when Wang Anshi was hot, and then when the old party fought back, and when Wang Anshi said he was sick, he wavered again and fell to Lu Gongzhu. The last thing is to be driven out of the capital and settle in Shangyuan County. After two years, he was transferred to the post of Jingnan transfer judge.

Jingnan is not a good place, Wang Zishao has suffered a loss, so he naturally knows what to do, and the flattery of the stammering thing is really worthy of the title of the first jinshi. However, this Wang Zishao actually still has some ability, and he can climb Wang Anshi and Wang Yan again, and he also relies on his talent to be admitted to the Jinshi before he was weak.

The sentence 'that is, the clouds do not see the princes, why do you see King Liang Hui again', even if Meng Ke is resurrected, he can only reluctantly defend himself, so that he can get a chance to show himself again in front of Wang Anshi and Wang Yan.

- 'If you welcome it with courtesy, you will do it', Lu Jia asked himself if he didn't have the impatience of Wang Zishao, and he could use Mencius's words to let the prime minister treat him politely.

A mouth can speak well, and quoting scriptures and classics will never lose, so it's no wonder that Wang Yanei likes him. That is, in terms of character, it is up for debate.

Let people come up and remove the wine and food on the table and replace it with a new one, Lu Jia asked and secretly laughed at himself, he didn't seem to have the face to say that others were not right.

However, as long as the city law can be implemented in the world and stabilize its position in the new party, one day it will be able to get a seat in the political hall in the future. At that time, look at the people who are now drawing a line with themselves, can they continue to cut ties with their own families?!

His great-ancestor Wenjing Gong [Lu Yijian] was not scolded as a traitor and a traitor. Several times as a prime minister, holding the power of the DPRK and China, Fan Zhongyan, Han Qi, Ouyang Xiu, and Fu Bi have suffered losses in his hands. was scolded by the world's Qing discussion, but what about the last - to accompany the true sect! This is a rare honor for courtiers.

In this world of laughing at poverty and not prostitution, the official position is the first. Don't look at the Lu family now, no one dares to get close to him, and no one informs him to worship his ancestors during the New Year's holidays, but I'll take a look in two years! Let's wait until those two old ghosts are dead!

"Why does Shengmei have time today, and she will come to this restaurant?" Filling the prince with a glass of wine, Lu Jia asked casually. Banlou Hotel is also very late in the list of 72 main stores in Beijing, and there are not many people who come.

Wang Zishao put a chopstick on the roasted venison, and said lightly: "The academy is locked." ”

"What!" Lu Jiawen almost screamed. The Son of Heaven came to the small hall of the inner east gate, the academy locked the courtyard, and the Hanlin scholars who wrote the edict were not allowed to come out, which was a harbinger of the slaughter worship or the prime minister's appearance, "Is it the political hall or the Privy Council!?" He asked nervously.

"It's just a joke." Wang Zishao showed a mischievous smile, then looked at Lu Jia, who was frowning, and asked, "But when the one in Weizhou comes back, he will lock the courtyard." ”

"But 'who reads Yuguan and is old'?"

"Exactly!" Prince Shao Ha laughed twice, "Now this song is spread all over the capital, and it has already reached the ears of the Son of Heaven." No, Cai Zizheng [Cai Ting] is coming back. ”

"Cai Zizheng has been Wei Shuai for many years, and he has built Jingyuan all the way like an iron bucket. He deserves the post of Privy Councillor! ”

Wang Zishao did not say what position Cai Ting would hold when he returned to Beijing, but Lu Jiawen could also guess what position the Son of Heaven would give him.

Wang Zishao put down his chopsticks, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression became deep, "Actually, who reads Yuguan is old." In fact, there is another solution! ”

Lu Jiawen immediately shook his head, "This is definitely not Cai Zizheng's intention!" "This is a frame-up, even if he is bold, he does not dare to interject.

"Although Cai Zizheng's little poem is well done, it can suddenly spread all over the capital, someone must be secretly fueling the trouble." The smile on Wang Zishao's face made Lu Jiawen feel as if he was possessed by Zhou Xing and Lai Junchen, "Who reads Yuguan and is old, since he ascended the throne today, Shaanxi has stopped using troops for a year?" ”

"Actually, it doesn't matter, Hezhou City has been captured, and Wang Shao is about to enter Beijing. With the merit of opening up the territory, perhaps he can also sit in the Privy Council. Shaanxi will naturally be cleaned. Lu Jia asked if he didn't want anything to happen at this juncture, no matter what Wang Zishao wanted to do, he had no intention of getting involved.

Wang Zishao smiled even more meaningfully: "It stands to reason that Hezhou City has been captured, no matter how you say it, you should celebrate, why is it still quiet." ”

Although the news from Hehuang is a military secret, there has never been a word for secrecy in the city of Tokyo, and even Wang Zishao, a foreign minister who went to Beijing and waited for the summons of the Son of Heaven, could easily find out the news.

Lu Jia asked Zhilu, there must be some new news coming today, "But what's wrong?" ”

Wang Zishao turned his face stiff, leaned closer, and lowered his voice, "Wang Shao led the army over the snowy mountain, and it is said that the news has been cut off. ”