my brother-in-law is the prince

Chapter 572
Zhang Anshi's words made Hu Mu think deeply.

Of course he knew that what His Royal Highness Song Wang said must have his reasons.

It's just that he still needs to think carefully about where the truth is.

After all, these things never appeared in the Four Books and Five Classics.

Nowadays, many scholars like him, who once studied the study of saints, are starting to get confused now, which is the reason.

Back then, scholars all over the world were overwhelmingly opposed to Zhang Anshi, but not necessarily all the scholars were heinous, in fact, it was because in their opinion, what they had learned and known could not accept Zhang Anshi behavior.

After all, in an idyllic society created by gentry, many of Zhang Anshi's works can be called deviant.

It's just... Now that the new policy is implemented, the world has already changed beyond recognition. In Zhili, boats of overseas merchants have flowed in, and taxes have also increased. Many workshops have sprung up, and various universities have sprung up. Generally, steam locomotives run on the railway line, and there are many workshops. It can be said that it belongs to the foundation of scholars, but in fact it is gone forever.

At this time, many scholars were surprised to find that the supposedly unchanging sage's knowledge was no longer enough to explain the phenomenon that happened before them, and the real world seemed to be completely out of touch with them.

Of course, there will be many people who don't understand the past, who are indifferent to this and still stick to their own opinions.

But there are also many scholars who have to think in confusion.

They became more and more aware that those things that could not be explained by the existing knowledge in the past gradually found the answer from Zhang Anshi, and inadvertently, under the subtle influence, many people like Hu Mu have actually been reborn .

Many times, people are like this.

At the beginning, they would fall into self-doubt, and as a last resort, after learning from the pain, they began to slowly try to accept it.

But as long as you accept it for the first time, it will suddenly become clear to your eyes. Things that were unclear before are suddenly clear. Things that were unreasonable before, you follow Zhang Anshi's way of thinking, but you find is so clear.

At this time, a person like Hu Mu has turned into Zhang Anshi.

The frightening thing is that there is a kind of psychology in the world called convert fanaticism. The more such people, after experiencing confusion and slowly becoming convinced of the new field of knowledge, they are often the most radical at this time.

As a result, many scholars began to think about smashing the Confucian Temple all day long.

Hu Mu is one of them, but his temperament is more stable, so he won't be too extreme.

So he left, but what he was thinking about was chewing on Zhang Anshi's words.

But Zhang Anshi obviously didn't understand Hu Mu's strange state of mind. He was looking forward to the news from Fujian and Guangxi chief envoys.

A few days later, Donghua Gate.

This place is the main commercial road of Nanjing City, and a special road has been set up here, so a large number of carriages and horses continuously send in the goods for the capital city.

A large number of merchants gather here, and at the same time, because this place is lively, there are countless shops inside and outside the city wall.

Where there are people, there will inevitably be disputes. Therefore, this place is almost the distribution center for news about Nanjing City.

Because there are people from all over the world, when everyone gathers in one place, they can't help but sit around in nearby tea shops and wine shops, read the latest residence newspapers, and exchange some current news.

Naturally, compared with the news in the mansion newspaper, some discussions in the streets and alleys naturally became more and more popular.

Speaking of the current situation, many people frowned. The world is not peaceful, which is unavoidably worrying. Coupled with the news of rebellions in various places, it is even more worrying.

But at this time, there are people who come here every day, most of the time they are silent, but they are looking around for something.

The person who came was from Xia's family, and he was Xia Yuanji's steward.

There is only such a young master in the Xia family, and his life and death are uncertain now. Although people have been sent to find a way to the Fujian chief envoy, but in fact, this is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The manager of the Xia family was in a hurry and there was nothing he could do. He knew that there were many merchants and tourists here, and there were a lot of people talking. Although they might not be able to find out accurate information, they couldn't help but want to find out some clues about the Fuzhou government.

In the past few days, he has inquired too much about news, saying everything, but the more he listens, the more confused he becomes.

Just as he was listening to the discussions of the scholars sitting next to him and the merchants at the next table with his ears pricked up.

At this time, someone came upstairs, and the steward glanced subconsciously, but couldn't help being stunned, and subconsciously murmured: "Master."

It's very light.

Obviously, the steward never expected that Xia Yuanji would come here today.

These days, the master can be said to not think about tea and food, but he is still stubborn on the surface.

The steward once mentioned that he came here to inquire about news, but a few days ago, Xia Yuanji did not respond.

It's just that I didn't think that the master couldn't bear it after all, and came here too.

The steward got up quickly and gave up his seat to Xia Yuanji.

Both master and servant were silent.

He only heard the commotion from the next seat, and someone said: "The rebellion has been going on for so long, why didn't His Royal Highness Song raise troops to quell the rebellion? If things go on like this, something big will happen."

"What nonsense, His Royal Highness Song Wang has his own reasons..."

Hearing this, Xia Yuanji's face could not help but tremble.

He finds these people... unreasonable.

At this time, I heard them say again: "I heard... the capital of Datong, there are signs of chaos now, but... it's hard to say..."

"Hey, if we don't stop the chaos, I'm afraid there will be many thieves...they are sharpening their knives...Those damned thieves made us panic, and now the business is also affected. The market is much lower than before. Everyone is afraid... ..."

As he was talking, someone couldn't help saying: "There is no movement in Prince Song's mansion, which is rare. Logically, His Royal Highness Song would hate this the most. Could it be that His Royal Highness...is sick..."

"I'm sick, His Royal Highness Song Wang is young, what kind of illness can he have?"

"It's... hard to say... the old man heard some rumors..."

"Quickly tell me..."

"I heard...His Royal Highness King Song doesn't have any bad habits in his daily life, but...he knows a little...hey, it's hard to say..."

"You mean lewd?"

"Ahem, that's not what I said."

"It is said that someone has seen His Highness the King of Song in the brothel. Of course... it's just a rumor. Don't believe me when I say it casually."

All of a sudden, everyone couldn't help pricking up their ears.

Such things are like this, if you say His Royal Highness Song Wang reads "Spring and Autumn" every day, maybe everyone is not interested, but if you say that Song Wang likes to visit kilns, then he must be enjoying it.

Xia Yuanji was speechless, and he was talking about the affairs of his family, country and the world, so why did he just talk about this?
But the man said again: "I was thinking, could it be that...His Highness Song Wang unfortunately contracted the disease of willows and willows because of this? According to reports...this is a stubborn disease, even the medical school is helpless."

"No way, is there a mistake?"

"I just said it casually."

"However, if you think about it carefully, it may not be impossible... Hey, poor His Royal Highness King Song... Damn Firework Girl, if it wasn't for this Firework Girl who didn't know how to keep herself clean, how could she be stained with flowers and willows? It will be infected on His Royal Highness Song, if His Royal Highness Song is not also infected, how can this traitor be so rampant? After all, in all dynasties, women have wronged the country."

After hearing this, Xia Yuanji's face darkened.

The more he listened, the more absurd he felt, so he subconsciously stood up, snorted coldly, lifted his legs and walked away.

When the steward saw it, he hurriedly chased him out and left the teahouse.

Xia Yuanji glanced at him and said, "Is this what you call scouting for news? It's ridiculous, what kind of news do you expect to get from these people?"

The manager said with a bitter face: "They don't always talk about this..."

Xia Yuanji sighed and said: "Hey, don't talk about it anymore, don't talk about it anymore..."

His heart was desolate, and he couldn't help but smile wryly: "But I don't know what evil I did. In the end, I became an unfilial descendant of the Xia family."

There are three so-called unfilial piety, the greatest is having no heirs. Xia Yuan Jiben is an old man who got a son, but now his temples are speckled, but this son is gone. A white-haired man gives away a black-haired man. Whenever Xia Xuan makes a slight mistake, the Xia family will be here Never before.

When he said this, Xia Yuanji had an indescribable desolation on his face.

The person in charge followed him silently, but said nothing, with the same sad look on his face

But at this moment, someone galloped past on the street.

It was three or four men and horses, wearing the special short clothes of the post office. Three or four pegasus, each carrying a huge package on their backs, roared past.

In an instant, he passed Xia Yuanji and headed towards the end of the street.

Xia Yuanji subconsciously glanced sideways, but saw one of them... unexpectedly familiar.

He thought he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he opened his eyes again, the group of people had already disappeared.

Xia Yuanji froze in place, motionless, his eyes widened.

Seeing Xia Yuanji's appearance, the manager thought that he was not in good health, so he worriedly said: "Master, master... what's wrong?"

Xia Yuanji said in a daze: "Just now, can you see the faces of those people clearly?"

The steward was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Ah... villain... I didn't look carefully, master, why..."

Xia Yuanji twitched his lips, and said: "Just now... there is a person, like Xuan'er..."

The steward said in surprise, "Ah..."

The butler's reaction brought Xia Yuanji back to his senses at once, and after he thought about it carefully, he couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Maybe I misunderstood it, hey... these days, I'm always in a trance, always I feel...as if Xuan'er is back..."

He shook his head and continued to smile wryly.

The steward comforted him: "Master, the young master will surely turn the crisis into safety, he is a lucky man with his own destiny."

Xia Yuanji only pursed his lips, and the spirit in his eyes seemed to dissipate a lot at once, and he didn't say a word.

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"Report, report..."

Zhang San hurriedly broke into Zhang Anshi's study, shouting loudly: "Fujian chief envoy...Fujian chief envoy...here comes."

Zhang Anshi was sitting in front of the table and reading a book, when he heard the words of the three of Zhang who arrived before the sound, his face was still calm, and he only asked: "Which mansion is it from?"

Fujian's chief envoy is very large. In fact, these days, postmen from Fujian have also come to Beijing one after another, but the news they brought is not accurate.

These days, Zhang Anshi became calm after hearing too much about these miscellaneous disappearances.

Zhang San had already arrived in front of Zhang Anshi, with a bit of excitement on his face, he said directly: "It's Fuzhou Mansion, the postman of Fuzhou Mansion said that there is definite news."

Hearing this, Zhang Anshi suddenly stood up from his chair, and his whole body suddenly became energetic.

Fuzhou and Quanzhou were the hardest-hit areas of the rebellion. If people came here, the news would be true.

After a while, Zhang San led several people in.

Zhang Anshi looked at these people carefully, and the first person stepped forward and said: "Xia Xuan, the third-class official of Pingtan Station of the Fuzhou Post Office, has seen Your Highness."

"Xia Xuan..." Zhang Anshi raised his eyebrows, the name sounded familiar.

But there are too many people who are familiar with it, Zhang Anshi is not in the mood to think about it at this time, so he asks: "How is the situation in Fuzhou now?"

Xia Xuan said straightforwardly: "The traitors have been wiped out."

Hearing this, Zhang Anshi opened his eyes slightly, let out a long breath, and his whole body became alive for a while.

However, he still had many questions, so he stared at Xia Xuan closely and said, "Are you sure?"

"Humble and fortunate, I participated in the suppression of thieves. Yes, there are related reports here. Please read it, Your Highness."

With that said, Xia Xuan presented a memorial.

Zhang Anshi took a quick look, then his body shook, and he said, "The Great Song Emperor..."

Xia Xuan then said: "These thieves, out of their minds, actually set themselves up as false emperors, and appointed dozens of princes and hundreds of people, and even set up internal prisons, canonized the crown prince..."

Zhang Anshi said angrily: "Fucking his mother, it's fine if you don't want to die. Why do you proclaim yourself the Emperor of Song Dynasty, and this king has enmity with him?"

"This..." Xia Xuan was a little nervous, but also a little bit excited. After thinking for a while, he said, "Maybe...they also admire His Highness."

Zhang Anshi suddenly gave Xia Xuan a hard look.

Xia Xuan immediately realized that his flattery had been slapped on the horse's leg, and quickly pursed his lips.

Zhang Anshi gritted his teeth and said, "Thousands of people were captured, and the rest...all surrendered, more than [-] surrendered?"

"Yes." Xia Xuan said: "Many are ignorant people who are coerced by them, so... once they see the real chapter, they will either rush away or surrender, but those who are stubbornly resisting are these two thousand people... ..."

Zhang Anshi nodded: "You have recruited tens of thousands of people..."

"There are more people, they are all recruited by the state capitals..."

Zhang Anshi nodded: "It is said in the report that your contribution is not insignificant. I didn't expect it to be a dreadful future generation."

"Where there is any credit for being humble, it is taught by the senior officials. Besides... there is Your Highness..."

Zhang Anshi waved his hand: "Don't talk about this. Later, I have a lot to ask you, but now is not the time to talk about it. This king teaches people to prepare the car. You will ride with me. Later, on the road Speak slowly."

"Prepare the car..."

"Go to the palace." Zhang Anshi said: "Since we have definite news, we should report it immediately. By the way, do you bring all those letters with you?"

Xia Xuan said: "It's all on my back..."

Zhang Anshi glanced at the big baggage they were carrying, and he knew it in his heart, and said in a confident voice: "Take it with you."

Along the way, Zhang Anshi had to ask many details.

In fact, these details are similar to what Zhang Anshi had expected before.

For ordinary people, the New Deal is extremely tempting.

But the mere temptation doesn't actually mean much.

The fundamental problem is that it takes countless people like Xia Xuan to go deep into the village, and besides that, the mansion has to be reported to every village and every mile.

The first thing to do is to have a group of people who are eager for knowledge and gradually master a certain amount of knowledge. In fact, learning to read is difficult and easy, even if the conditions are insufficient, as long as there are printed materials, there are people who really make up their minds. Find someone to ask for advice, but some basic literacy can be done.

However, these people who are not reconciled and are willing to make great efforts to learn to read are often not ordinary people. A person with such perseverance and determination, and a good brain, is bound to be a person in every village and district. 'Capable man'.

They are not only the backbone of the implementation of the New Deal, but also the disseminators of the content of the Dibao, and they are very willing to make contributions. Therefore, as soon as Zhang Anshi's edict arrives, they must encourage their relatives, friends and old friends to follow the post.

Of course, judging is one thing, but actually being able to do it is another.

Among them, it can also be seen that the postal department has really done its best.If not, it is absolutely impossible to have today's results.

Zhang Anshi only listened to Xia Xuan's statement carefully, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Soon, Zhu Di heard the news and hurriedly summoned Zhang Anshi, Xia Xuan and others to have an audience.

In the Wenlou, Zhu Di sat upright, and several accompanying ministers stood beside him.

Zhang Anshi saluted: "I..."

Zhu Di was obviously also a little anxious, and said: "My great general who seeks rebellion, it can be counted."

Hearing this, Zhang Anshi smiled wryly in his heart. For more than a month, His Majesty felt very hard in his heart. Ever since he took the initiative to invite Ying, he has been holding back. His Majesty is not urging, and he is not urging. Today is finally Zhang Anshi. It's up to the gun.

The five words "discuss against the great general" are quite resentful.

So Zhang Anshi said: "Your Majesty, I am here to report the results of the battle."

"The result of the battle?" Zhu Di looked at Zhang Anshi and frowned: "What result?"

"Naturally, it's a matter of asking for rebellion." Zhang Anshi said: "Your Majesty, Fujian's chief envoy, Dajie, wiped out all the thieves. Feng Gonghou, fortunately the emperor blesses you, Your Majesty is holy, and as soon as the appeal against the traitors came to the chief envoy of Fujian, loyal and brave people from all over the place rose up one after another, praying for rebellion, and within a few days, the rebels collapsed and the entire army was wiped out."

"This is all the result of His Majesty's practice of benevolent government and loving the people like children..."

Zhu Di: "..."

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I'm really sorry yesterday, mainly because yesterday was really busy and Tiger was too tired, but Tiger was indeed wrong!

(End of this chapter)