At the beginning, Qin Shi Huang traveled to my home

Li Wu made a helpless expression and looked at Zhang Heng with a little sympathy. He had worked so hard to collect the information, but the emperor didn't even take a look at it.

What else could he do? There was absolutely no solution.

Fan Zhongyan's face darkened. The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun were the eternal pain of their Song Dynasty!

Because the Song Dynasty never took it back, and it was not taken back until the Song Dynasty was destroyed. It was taken back by the Ming Dynasty.

This, alas, Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

How should he explain this matter? The Song Dynasty values ​​culture over military affairs, and it is very serious.

Although this situation has changed a lot after the appearance of the little fairy, it cannot be changed in a short time.

Of course, Taizu also expressed his opinion, and the people behind him naturally followed suit.

In front of the sky curtain, Song Shenzong's face was not looking good. As for the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, it was not that he did not want to take them back. He did not think so much about it before. But now he had taken them back after all. With so many weapons and food, if he did not act tougher, their Great Song would really be laughed to death by other dynasties.

But before that, he didn't want to say it anymore, he also felt that their Song Dynasty was a bit shameful.

The ministers looked at each other in bewilderment. How could they explain this matter? The court was divided into several groups. One group wanted to fight, one group did not want to fight at all, and the third group was neutral.

Of course, there wasn't much fighting, because the Song Dynasty preferred peace talks!!!

So the Song Dynasty was ridiculed by other dynasties in the barrage again, but the Song Dynasty remained silent. They were used to it. They just had to pretend they didn’t see it.

As for refuting in the barrage, they never thought about it, because those things really happened and they could not refute. Besides, there were only a few people in their Song Dynasty, and there were also many people in those dynasties. They could not win the argument at all. The other people's spit could drown out their Song Dynasty.

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When Zhang Heng heard this, he just sneered twice and said nothing. In fact, he felt a little uncomfortable, but now he thought that their Song Dynasty was different, so he didn't feel uncomfortable anymore.

"After returning to the imperial court, Senior Zhang Heng is still bold in speaking and acting. Senior Zhang Heng, who is well versed in the Chronicles of Successive Dynasties, discovered that the court officials did not even understand the tax system of the previous dynasty.

You immediately read through all the books in the three libraries and wrote the five volumes of "Compilation of the People".

As a result, this action offended the scholar-official group, and you, Senior Zhang Heng, were ostracized again. The desk of Emperor Shenzong of Song was full of memorials impeaching you.

As for you, you were naturally not afraid, and you took only three months to uncover the dark side of the century-old tax system.

So, you were demoted again," Li Wu shrugged. It would be strange if he was not ostracized for doing such a thing.

Although he did nothing wrong in this matter, he offended too many people. He offended everyone in the court.

"Heh," Zhang Heng sneered again. Fan Zhongyan looked at Zhang Heng. This man was even more stubborn than himself!

"Under the pressure from other officials, you, Senior Zhang Heng, were transferred out of the capital and sent to Changzhou to serve as the prefect.

When he took office, there happened to be legislation prohibiting people from selling private salt.

However, you, Senior Zhang Heng, believed that the common people only sold contraband salt to make a living and did not care whether it was illegal or not. If you issued such an order, the prisons would only be filled up. So, you, Senior Zhang Heng, cancelled the ban on contraband salt.

I am not good at commenting on this matter, because in your time, salt belonged to the government and was very valuable. It was also one of the channels for the government to make money.

Therefore, many dynasties generally prohibited the sale of private salt, and if it was violated, the consequences would be quite serious.

But as Senior Zhang Heng said, selling contraband salt is just for a living and it is a crime. Don’t they know that?

Of course they know that it is a crime, but sometimes they can no longer live happily and survival becomes a problem, so the question of whether to commit a crime or not is not that important anymore.

The most important thing is to be able to survive first.

Alas, life was not easy for the lower class people, they were hungry and cold," Li Wu couldn't help but sigh, it was really too difficult at that time.

In ancient times, people attached too much importance to salt. Li Wu couldn't understand that. Because in later generations, salt was so abundant and so common, and it was also very, very cheap, so she naturally couldn't understand how important salt was in ancient times.

Hearing the words of the little immortal, the three of them couldn't help but sigh.

In front of the sky curtain, many ancestors frowned. How could they sell contraband salt?

In fact, they also know that there are many people who sell salt privately. It would be fine if they are not caught, but once they are caught, the consequences will be disastrous.

But nowadays, salt is sold very cheaply and ordinary people can afford it.

Later, Senior Zhang Heng was transferred to Zhending. That summer, the water level of Tuohe River rose sharply. Facing the frequent flooding of Tuohe River, Senior Zhang Heng stood barefoot in the mud, gesturing for the 20-meter-high stone embankment to be built. The head of the treasury was holding an abacus and was about to cry, saying that it would take at least three years of taxes.

Senior Zhang Heng, you directly opened the "Shui Jing Zhu" and said that the casualties caused by the dike collapse in the first year of Xining were few. How many people were displaced and died there?

Even if you don't have money, Senior Zhang Heng, you still have to repair it.

This avoids the scourge of floods. The Tuohe River floods every year. If we build a project, we should build the best. Otherwise, it will be in vain. What's the point of building a shoddy project?"

Zhang Heng also nodded, that's right, there is no money, that's true, but if he grits his teeth, how many lives can be saved by collecting taxes for three years!

How much is lost when the Tuohe River floods every year? Have you ever calculated this?

"Senior Zhang Heng, you have traveled to many places throughout your life and served as governor of many prefectures. Wherever you went, you were honest and upright and served the people.

You don't care about your personal reputation, you only care about whether the people are living well.

In 1099 AD, Mr. Zhang Heng passed away lying on a bamboo couch. Before his death, you revised the "Chronicle of the Complete Annals" for the last time. You passed away at the age of 75!

"I have finished talking about your deeds, Senior Zhang Heng. Actually, I think your career has not been very smooth. You have been excluded everywhere. You are just too stubborn. But you are also powerful. You dare to offend anyone," Li Wu couldn't help but admire him. He really does things when he has something to do.

"Well, those people are just jealous of me," Zhang Heng waved his hand indifferently. After all, those old accounts were dug up and those people were embarrassed. But he was not afraid because they could not scold him anyway.

Hearing this, everyone else couldn't help but laugh. This was Senior Zhang Heng.

In front of the sky curtain, Su Shi also started laughing and was stared at by the ministers. What was he laughing at? Was he laughing at them?

Su Shi rolled his eyes secretly and gossiped with his brother Su Zhe. The ministers were so angry that they didn't want to talk. These people, these people, they didn't want to say anything. One or two of them couldn't read people's faces and only knew how to offend people!

"I didn't expect that I would live to be over seventy years old. Not bad, I'm a long-lived person. Don't be too envious," Zhang Heng said with some complacency. He knew that many people in front of the sky envied his longevity.