Wei Qi nodded slightly, and said: "General Liu has promoted several strategies in Hanoi, set up a special office to accept refugees and stabilize people's hearts, establish joint defense to maintain law and order, and implement the resumption of production in Tuntian. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The lower official thinks that this can also be done inside and outside the customs. It's just that although the strategy of Tuntian is good, it costs a lot of money, and it is difficult to see results in a short time, and I am afraid that things will happen. ”

Liu Yong has a large number of industries to support the implementation of Tuntian in Fuyi, and he does not feel that there is much difficulty. But here is very different, not only is there a lack of people and money, but also the powerful and powerful everywhere are eyeing each other, and if you don't get it right, you will have another disaster of swords. Liu Yong was worried about this matter, and was overjoyed when he heard Wei Qi's words, and hurriedly asked: "Brother Bo Ji must have a good plan, please come quickly." ”

Wei Qi said eloquently: "Salt and iron are the weight of national taxes, and they are related to the stability of the society and the people. But since Dong Zhuo's rebellion, the imperial court has not collected salt and iron taxes, and all of them have been lost, which is a big mistake. The lower officials thought that the imperial court should immediately issue an edict to re-establish the salt and iron divisions, restore the salt and iron monopoly, and let the state and county governments take over and set up special personnel to supervise the sale, and no one else should be allowed to buy and sell privately, so that the imperial court could collect a large amount of tax and silver in a short time. The imperial court set aside a portion of the money from the taxes paid to buy grain, cattle, horses, and farm tools, and if the people returned, they provided rice and tools to reward the hard-working workers. If this is the case, the people who are far away in a foreign land will hear about this, and they will travel day and night, rushing to come back, so that there will be an accumulation of grain, and the Guanzhong and Guanwai will prosper again. ”

Liu Yong nodded frequently in agreement, only to hear Wei Qi and said: "The imperial court will send Si Li Xiaowei to stay in Guanzhong as the main general, and gradually weaken the local heroes, and at this time, the prefectures and counties are full of inventory, the strength is strong, and the people are rich, so there is no need to worry about someone committing chaos!" ”

Liu Yong praised: "Brother Bo Chai's strategy is gradual and thoughtful, and Liu Yong is happy and convinced. Then he sighed lightly and said: "Brother Bo Jiao, after ten years of war in Guanzhong and Guanwai, the people are miserable, and the people are hungry and cold, and they are miserable. Now that Yu Fang is peaceful, people are determined, and they must no longer carry out poisonous policies. Liu Yong thought that the imperial court should impose light taxes and even exempt Luoyang and Chang'an from taxes, so as to reduce the burden on the people and recuperate. I wonder what Brother Bo thinks of it? ”

Wei Qi cried with joy when he heard Liu Yong say this, and said excitedly: "Wei Mou has long had this intention, General Liu is sympathetic to the suffering of the people, and Wei Mou has thanked the general on behalf of the people." ”

"Shame! Liu Yong is lowly and can only do his best. If Brother Bo has no more opinions, and he bothers to draft a document, how about you and I report to the prime minister? ”

Wei Qi saw that Liu Yong's proposition was so similar to his own, and it was even more rare that he was so close to the people and loved the people, he was really overjoyed, and bowed down and said: "Your Majesty will receive your order." I wonder what the general wants from the submission? ”

Liu Yong pondered for a while and said: "Liu Yong is not good at writing, and suggests that this piece is divided into four parts, one is the current situation outside Guanzhong and Guan; second, the proposed measures; the third is the expectation of the people; Fourth, the benefits of implementing these measures and the consequences of not implementing them. What does Brother Bo Ji think? ”

General Liu was very thoughtful and thoughtful, and the lower officials agreed. The next official will go to the draft. ”

"Brother Bo Ji, please wait. Dare to ask Cai Zhonglang if his house is okay? ”

Wei Qi replied: "General, the imperial capital first had the disaster of ten permanent servants, and then the rebellion of Dong Zhuo. When Dong thieves coerced the saints and hundreds of officials, and drove millions of people from Luoyang to move west to Chang'an, a fire set fire to the palaces, temples, treasury, and houses within 200 miles of Luoyang City and its surroundings. Luoyang City, which was prosperous in the past, turned into ruins in an instant, and the desolate and miserable scene made people feel sorry for it. ”

Liu Yong thought about what he saw when he entered the city, although it had been nearly ten years since this incident, but the entire Luoyang City was still in ruins and ruins, and it was a mess, needless to say, he knew what the situation was. Liu Yong sighed and said, "The country is unfortunate. Liu Yong understood, and Bo Ji asked. ”

Liu Yong is still thinking about how to reply to Cai Wenji, and Wei Qi has already submitted the proposed recital. Liu Yong couldn't help but sigh with emotion that Wei Qian's high efficiency also proved that he was indeed a good official who was anxious about what the people were anxious about and thought about what the people thought.

Liu Yong unfolded the bamboo slips and looked at them one by one. Although Liu Yong also studied classical Chinese in high school and college, and read it in Fuyi for a few days, it was still a little difficult to really read, so he had to ask Cai Wenji for advice.

Cai Wenji browsed it first, and praised it in her mouth: "Wei Bo is worthy of being a celebrity today, this article cites scriptures, has arguments and evidence, and shows his talents." Seeing that Liu Yong seemed to understand on the side, he explained to him one by one.

After hearing this, Liu Yong nodded and said, "Uncle Wei covets his literary talents!" It's just annoying Miss Lao, change it for Liu Yong? ”

"How does Childe want to change it?"

"Let's just say that Wei Coveted Wei Bocha and offered a plan to Liu Yong, and Liu Yong felt that the strategy of governing the book and serving the imperial history was very good, so he forwarded it to the prime minister, hoping that the prime minister would adopt it."

Cai Wenji was taken aback and said in surprise: "Why did the son refuse, most of this is also your opinion." ”

Liu Yong smiled and said, "Miss just modify it according to this, Liu Yong has a reason." ”

Cai Wenji shook her head, puzzled in her heart, but she still revised and copied it according to Liu Yong's intentions. Liu Yong stamped his own seal on the text and instructed him to hurry up and submit it to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Liu Yonggang breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Cai Wenji ask: "Does the son know if the slave family's former mansion is still there?" ”

Liu Yong was stunned, hesitating and not daring to answer. When Cai Wenji entered the city, she had already seen Luoyang's desolate appearance, and she was already uneasy, but now when she saw Liu Yong's appearance, the last glimmer of hope was also shattered, and her heart was unbearable, and tears fell down like beads.

Liu Yong sighed secretly, and muttered in his mouth, "'The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crow for thousands of miles.'" The people are left behind, and the thought breaks people's intestines. 'Cry, it might be better to cry. This poem is the last four lines of Cao Cao's "Artemisia Journey" written last year, which truly reproduces the suffering brought to the people by the long-term disputes between the heroes in the late Han Dynasty. When Cai Wenji heard this poem, she burst into tears.

After a while, Cai Wenji stopped crying, wiped away the tears with a silk handkerchief, and said to Liu Yong: "The slave family wants to go to the old house tomorrow to have a look, I wonder if the son can accompany him?" ”

"Liu Yong will definitely accompany him." Liu Yong hurriedly agreed.

The next day, Liu Yong took more than a dozen personal soldiers to accompany Cai Wenji back to the Cai family's old house. Although she knew the result, she still knelt on the ground and cried bitterly when she saw that the house had long been reduced to a pile of rubble, and the precious bamboo slips that carried history and culture had also turned into ashes. Liu Yong was by the side and grieved for a long time, Cai Wenji stopped crying and sighed: "My father accumulated more than 4,000 precious classics during his lifetime, but I didn't expect that after this chaos, not a single volume was left. It's a pity that there are many rare and unique books in there, hey......"

Liu Yong comforted softly: "The matter has come to this, Miss must not be too sad. He also persuaded: "I heard that Miss is well-read and has a strong memory, ten lines at a glance, it is better to write out the book that I remember, and I can also recover some losses and make up for some shortcomings." ”

Cai Wenji's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said happily: "What Childe said is extremely true. The concubine still remembers more than 800 articles, and this will be written. According to historical records, although Cai Wenji had been away from home for more than ten years when she returned to the Han Dynasty, she could still remember more than 400 of them, which is really amazing.

"But I want Liu Yong to send someone to assist Miss."

Cai Wenji smiled: "Only the concubine remembers these, how can others help me?" The corners of Cai Wenji's mouth turned up, and her face showed a playful color, as if she was joking at Liu Yong, who was usually very smart, how could she say such ignorant words.

Liu Yong said: "Miss misunderstood the meaning, I think these classics are so precious, it would be better to find a few people with beautiful words to copy a few more copies of the articles written by Miss silently." ”

Cai Wenji knew Liu Yong's original intention in her heart, a few blushes flew on her face, and she said in the sun: "It's rare that the son is attentive." I'm afraid the progress of the concubine's silent writing is not fast, and this matter will be done later. However, I have to bother the prince to prepare a large number of bamboo slips for the concubine. ”

Liu Yong said with a smile: "Why do you need bamboo slips, Liu Yong has a lot of paper, and Miss can use it." ”

Cai Wenji explained: "Childe doesn't know, although this paper is good, it is easy to be eaten by insects, and it is not resistant to preservation, so it is best to use bamboo slips." ”

Liu Yong said with a smile: "Miss's concerns are indeed reasonable in the past, but Liu Yong's paper is quite unusual, even if it is put for a hundred years, there is no need to worry." ”

Cai Wenji was happy and suspicious, and hurriedly urged her to go back to her house and ask Liu Yong to take out the paper.

Looking at the white, tough and thick paper, Cai Wenji was overjoyed, but still said with some skepticism: "Although this paper is very different, it can really prevent moths?" ”

"Miss, relax." Liu Yong said with a smile: "This paper is equipped with anti-insect medicine, so it can be stored for a long time." ”

Cai Wenji was amazed and sighed: "I don't know where the prince got it, I don't want the concubine to leave Chang'an for about a year, and there are so many good things in the world." ”

Liu Yong said with a smile: "Miss still needs Liu Yong to prepare something, although it is ordered." ”

"Childe is polite, just prepare a quiet room for the concubine."

Liu Yong nodded, and set aside a small courtyard in the Taishou Mansion for Cai Wenji to write books in it, except for the two girls who regularly sent some tea and snacks, no one was allowed to disturb, and he took Wei Qi around to observe the people's feelings and appease the people.

A few days later, Liu Yong returned to Luoyang, beckoned Xiao Lian and Xiao Ai and asked, "Xiao Lian Xiao Ai, is your young lady okay?" ”

Xiao Lian smiled: "Childe, we have changed our names." My name is Zijin, and her name is Zipei. ”

"Why did you change your name?" Liu Yong doubted.

"The young lady didn't think our names sounded good, so she took another one. From the "Book of Songs", what is it called'Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart; Qingqingzi Pei, I think about it'. I'm sorry, son, the servant only remembers these two sentences. The little girl croaked in her mouth, and couldn't stop stroking her mouth and chuckling.

Liu Yong also smiled: "I only know these two sentences." Then he asked, "What are the difficulties of your young lady in writing a book?" ”

Xiao Lian (Zijin) thought for a while and said, "Miss eats very little every day, but writes a lot. ”

Xiao Ai (Zipei) was also worried: "Miss bends her knees and writes for several hours every day, and the maid is worried that in the long run, Miss's knees and legs will not be able to bear it." ”

Liu Yong agrees. Han Dynasty people sit on the ground, in fact, it is similar to kneeling, most of the weight of the body is pressed on the knees and legs, and after a while, there will be back pain, not to mention writing on the desk for a few hours. Liu Yong nodded and muttered, "It's time to think of a way." I see, you go first. ”

Liu Yong made up his mind, took out a pen and drew a sketch on the paper, and ordered the carpenter to be called. It was the first time the carpenter had seen something of this style, and he asked suspiciously, "Childe, what is this?" ”