E Yufang was a little upset, his uncle was originally his maid when he was young, and he was the kind who was desperate for him, how could he not know this? It's just that after a few years, now in his opinion, she is just a woman who had a friendship with him when he was young, and it is impossible for him to develop this love into the love of men and women.

But after all, she left the country for her own sake, and this love was unsettled, and it was not good for her to say something too hard. So he softened his tone and said, "Since you want to enter the palace, you should make a palace order first. If there is a good place to go in the future, will it be good to settle it again?"

The uncle didn't dare to say more, with tears in her eyes, and bowed down, "But it's up to the prince's arrangement."

On the day of the opening of the gate of Ho Jingcheng, the whole city was plunged into a carnival, with people singing and dancing in every open space, street, teahouse and restaurant. The streets and alleys of Hokyo are crowded with horse-drawn carts and ox carts that have just returned from Fengjing or Chengzhou. In the following days, the sound of bells and drums was heard in the mansions of various clans and nobles, which was to gather guests and friends for the joy of returning home.

Most of the shops on Long Street have reopened, and they are overcrowded, and the merchants are no longer worried about the future, and they are taking out all their inventory to supply. Every teahouse, tavern, and bookstore was crowded with people, and all of them were so elated and unavoidable. Everyone shouted and laughed. It is as if the vitality accumulated by guarding everyone's soul in the past two months has been exhausted in these few days. People of different identities gather together and rejoice, and when death comes, there is no real peace, but the joy of liberation from disaster does.

While people enjoyed the revelry, they naturally became more grateful to the heroes who helped them to extricate themselves from this disaster. Of course, everyone knows that this benefactor's name is Rong Yi, and he is the owner of Fengming Medical Hall. The huge pickaxe capital city was spared, and the conspiracy of the lynx failed again, all of which were the merits of Rongyi. With such a great merit, how should the summoned minister, who has always been courteous and fair, reward him? Seal a doctor, and give two or three more cities as Tang Mu's needs, that is indispensable, right? Even if you enter the court, it is not too much.

People are looking forward to it, but the reality is surprising to everyone.

Some people who did good things saw Rong Yi's master and apprentice come out of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion together, and they did not board the bronze chariot specially prepared by the Prime Minister's Mansion for distinguished guests, but still took the black canopy chariot they took when they came, and quietly left. The car has a cover and no canopy, and the passengers can sit or stand, and the passers-by are also clear to the people on the car. The Prime Minister's Mansion sends off guests in a luxurious car, which is precisely to give guests this kind of glory that everyone can see. But Rongyi didn't appreciate it, and the apprentice Chongli behind him was also angry, so he was not satisfied with the reward.

Gradually, the matter gradually fermented and became the subject of street discussion.

"What? Just give it to the next doctor, and pay fifty catties of gold a year? Not an inch of sealed soil?" At first hearing this, people didn't believe their ears and questioned, "Isn't there some misunderstanding when Zhao Mu Gong doesn't act so biased?"

"No," the man who spoke looked mysterious: "The summoning minister originally wanted to give the fifty miles of land near the Qiaoling to the Duke of Rongyi, but he didn't expect this Duke to refuse calmly. Guess what he said?"

"Say what?" People asked eagerly.

The man stroked his beard and said, "Qiaoling is the place where the Yellow Emperor rests, how can he live in this holy place and blaspheme the ancestors?"

"If the bridge mausoleum can't be done, can the rest of the cities be resealed? With such a big credit, the royal family can't say anything, right?" The Zhou people still have traditions when discussing politics, and they go straight and do not shy away from it.

"Rong Yigong said, as the people of the Great Zhou, seeing that the people are suffering from the plague like hanging upside down, saving the villagers from fire and water is a matter that should be done, how can you stretch out your hand and ask for a reward?"

"Oh, Rong Yigong not only has excellent medical skills, but also has a noble character, which is beyond our reach, and he is really a rare celebrity in ancient and modern times!"

"Yes, yes!"

In this way, the prestige and noble conduct of Rong Yigong spread throughout the capital city in a day or two. Whether it is the noble family of the government or the alleys of the market, all of them praise each other, and for a time, the name of Rongyi is like thunder. Naturally, it will also reach the ears of Zhou Li and Wang Jihu.

"Qi Zhong, bring the wine!"

Qi Zhong walked over quickly: "The king is self-disciplined, the master has instructed that you can't drink alcohol at night."

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Such a strange text, how can there be no wine!" Ji Hu re-struck the case.

Qi Zhong had no choice but to bring sweet mash, which was also a little drunk, sweet and delicious, and did not hurt his stomach. After two days, three or two empty wine jars were piled up next to the bookcase, and the large study room was always filled with a rich mash fragrance.

Ji Hu is like this, sometimes shooting and sometimes marveling, day and night to read a thin parchment book with hunger and thirst. Rao is so, and it is still not happy. At the twilight of the day after reading the parchment, Ji Hu strolled into the poplar forest in the back garden, wandering all night among the golden leaves, sometimes chanting loudly and sometimes meditating, until the frost and mist covered the world, Ji Hu returned to the bedroom and snored loudly, and slept for a day and a night.

What deeply shocked Ji Hu was the book of Rong Yi that Qi Zhong brought back when he went to Fengming Medical Hall to buy medicinal herbs.

There were not many books written in this era, and Ji Hu had read most of them, but none of them or a person's thoughts could give him such a peculiar feeling—like seeing a bright morning star in the foggy and boundless darkness.

Reading the "Book of Zhou", from the distant desolate land all the way, the rise and fall of the past dynasties are as in the present, the rise and fall of allusions to the ancestors are like a number of treasures, whether you agree or disagree, you will be spontaneously sighed.

Reading "Zhou Yi" is a groping for a boundless and profound wisdom, which may give insight into a strange treasure or scoop up a useless straw; Like a strange stone in the ocean, some people regard it as the peak of ten thousand thousands, some people regard it as a comfortable pillow, some people regard it as a divine weapon, and some people regard it as a pure heart medicine stone; However, no matter how you try to figure it out, its soul is shrouded in boundless mystery, which makes you give birth to a kind of mediocrity and insignificance in the face of the wise.

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And so on and so forth. The most important thing is that none of these works of the sages can provide a directional ideological basis for Zhou Li Wang Jihu, who is determined to work hard and revitalize the majesty of the Zhou royal family. Rong Yi's book is different.

On this thin piece of parchment, Rong Yi clearly put forward his strategy for governing the country, specifically from three aspects:

First, the core of rectifying the rule of officials is to reform the official system.

Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a suicidal method of granting real estate from time to time has been adopted on the issue of the income of officials and ministers, which has actually established the operation of the entire Western Zhou government on the basis of "exchanging favors for loyalty". The land became an important economic link between the Zhou king and the aristocratic officials.

This is precisely what Ji Hu hates the most. He thinks it's like cutting meat on oneself to feed the aristocratic clansmen who never know how to be satisfied. The Zhou royal family weakened day by day, while the power of the nobles and princes increased day by day, until they were able to compete with the royal family. He had long wanted to change, but he didn't know where to start, and Rong Yi's letter provided him with a feasible plan.

Second, it is necessary to dredge water conservancy and develop agriculture.

Agricultural production is the economic foundation of the dynasty, but the well-field system is too rigid, and after many years of implementation, most of the Mao Canal and branch canals are either blocked or abandoned, so that the fields are not harvested every year, and floods are flooded. The public land and the private land of the aristocracy are criss-crossed, you have me, I have you, and the renovation of water conservancy requires overall planning, and you can't treat your head and feet with a headache. For decades, the wells and fields have been abandoned.

Third, weak separation.

Rong Yi believes that when King Wu first conquered Shang, as a local power in the western corner, he seized the central land and had to be divided to defend the Zhou royal family. But now that the times have passed, and the land of Wangji will continue to shrink endlessly. This is the root cause of the continuous weakening of the Zhou royal family.

The fundamental solution lies in abolishing the separation, and if it is not possible, at least it must be weakened. In this way, the royal family has enough land and people, and the benefits of wealth and goods to support the operation of the dynasty, as well as foreign wars, and even expand the territory and establish immortal achievements.

This night, Ji Hu couldn't sleep peacefully, and drank the sweet mash one by one, not knowing its taste.

The rooster crowed on the fifth watch, and Ji Hu let out a long sigh: "Wow! But when I see this man, I am not allowed to swim with him, and I hate him to die!"

"Qi Zhong!" The tall young chamberlain entered in response, only to hear Ji Hu instruct: "Take the lonely order to go to the long street to pick up Rong Yi into the palace, and you want to pay homage to the official!"

Qi Zhong was stunned, raising his eyes in surprise

He looked at the young Son of Heaven: "But the king, you are not yet in power, how can you be an official? This matter should be discussed by Xiangguo in the palace!"

As if a basin of cold water was poured on his head, Ji Hu suddenly felt irritable, and said stupidly: "Then you will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion first, and ask the young father to enter the palace quickly!"

"No!"

"What? The king wants to confer an official on Rongyi?"

In the big study of Wangcheng, Zhao Bohu had just sat down in front of the exclusive big case at the foot of the Wang case, and when he heard Ji Hu's plan, he couldn't help but be surprised, and instinctively retorted: "King, this matter is not in accordance with the etiquette system!" :

"Lone knows, Lone is not in power, and he has no authority to delegate officials, so don't you come to discuss with the young father?" Ji Hu frowned, quite displeased.

"The king has misunderstood," Zhao Bohu thanked him, "The minister said that this Rongyi is from an unknown background, although he has the protection of the Marquis of Wei and the Duke of Song, but his people in the two countries of Song Wei are only the position of strategists, and have not held the official position of real power. The officials of my Great Zhou Dynasty are all hereditary replacements, and such a person, suddenly conferred an official position, I am afraid that it will cause public criticism."

"So what! Those who have talent make the best use of it, so that all the talents in the world have the meaning of yearning for the dynasty, which is the foundation of the long-term stability of the dynasty!" Ji Hu left the table and got up, seeing that Zhao Bohu was silent, knowing that he was expressing his opposition with silence.

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