Daily note

In July of the third year of Dawei Chengzhao, the rebel army entered the capital and killed the king.Fang Jibei, the leader of the rebel army, ascended the throne as emperor, changed the name of the country to Yue, and changed the name of the year to Xieyu.

Kong Zhigao was naturally the same as Zhong Shumen, that is, the prime minister of Dayue - because Fang Jibei felt that the official's name was too long and troublesome, so he simply kept everything simple.Kong Zhigao is the prime minister, and Wu Sansheng is the left deputy prime minister, and the right deputy prime minister is temporarily absent.The Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment is still in charge of the Ministry of Punishment, and the other three provinces and six ministries are all streamlined, and those who do not know what they are doing are removed, such as the Ministry of Rites.

The country will not be the country.This is what Wu Sansheng told Jiuchen privately.

Can you imagine that the majestic king of a country is actually a rough man who can't read.He even removed the dragon chairs in the Liuxi Palace, dismantled the high platform, and asked people to set up more than a dozen chairs in the hall, saying that in the future, everyone will sit on the chairs when they go to court, and they will also sit and talk when discussing things.

How decent!Immediately, some great Confucian scholars in the court fainted and were carried to the newly renovated room behind Liuxi Palace to rest.And their unseemly emperor was still sitting upright in the hall, next to his courtiers whose buttocks were half hanging in the air.

The rebel army—now they are all organized into the Dayue army—even the soldiers and officers are muddy legs, and it stands to reason that they should still rely on veteran officials in the front court in governing the country.But under Kong Zhigao, everyone with a little knowledge began to despise those old ministers after a few days of strolling in the court, thinking that they were really better than each other in terms of reasoning, and they were nothing when they did things.

They all follow Fang Jibei to fight the world, and they know that the lives of the common people are better considered in many aspects than those officials who stay in the mansion every day.And they just took a seat, and they haven't reached the point where they can only profit for themselves-although Bi Zihao said that it will be a matter of time according to his experience in history books.

Among the officials of the old dynasty, it is rare that Bi Zihao is a living person who has not been abolished.

Fang Jibei has almost driven out the eunuchs and maids in the palace. The next step is to dismantle the palace into pieces, and anyone who wants to live can live in it. Those given to the rich are paid in silver, and gold is also fine.

He had always told Bi Zihao that he could also go out of the palace. He was still young, so it should be good to go out and live a life.

Bi Zihao lowered his head, a few strands of hair fluttering on his temples: "Can't I stay? Go out... what can I do?"

He immediately raised his head, his pale pink lips curled up slightly.

"Do you know why there is such an official position as a housekeeper? The emperor is the supreme being in the world. Why do you have to keep someone by your side all the time, so you can't be free?"

Fang Jibei is sensitive enough to this question: "Could it be that you are looking at the emperor?"

"It doesn't really matter, but remembering the emperor's words and deeds and passing them on to future generations is the meaning of living and giving to others." Bi Zihao said, his long eyelashes flashing, "How many emperors don't want to be famous forever? Living and giving to others, If you can not be taboo for your lord, you should write down the most authentic things. This official position was originally set up to let the emperor discipline himself."

Fang Jibei rubbed his head: "Okay, then you can stay, just tell me when you want to leave. But... it's so awkward, there is someone watching all the time, can it be that you go to the toilet to take a bath? Are you also recording by the side?"

Bi Zihao couldn't help laughing. He was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off with a smile: "I have not been by your side for a day or two. Did you see me when you went to the toilet to take a bath? Don't worry, you and the harem When the concubines are together, I won't watch from the side."

Fang Jibei's face flushed instantly, which surprised Bi Zihao.

It took a while for the red color to fade, and Fang Jibei thought about Bi Zihao's physical condition, so it was not easy to tell him about it, so he didn't explain that he didn't plan to have any concubines in the harem.

It must be hard not to be able to marry a wife. She is such a beautiful child, so it would be nice to be with a beautiful woman.

However, Fang Jibei sometimes felt awkward. He was uneducated and not smart. In Bi Zihao's eyes, he probably looked very bad.It would be better if we saw each other after a few days. If we are together every day, wouldn't the other party notice any stupid things we do?

At least you have to be smarter, at least know a few words, and don't do things like stamping...

In fact, Fang Jibei didn't have to worry about his image in Bi Zihao's heart at all, because in Bi Zihao's heart, he had no image at all.

What hypocrisy is playing the game of wanting to welcome or reject, changing the court rules, talking vulgarly and being rude to others, if he is not under the eaves, when would he have endured such a vulgar person and suffered this kind of anger?

The old daily note was still in his hand, Bi Zihao flipped through the pages and looked at every note recorded.

The young emperor, when he ascended the throne, cronies gathered in the court, and his relatives in the harem exercised power.This daily life note describes the process of an emperor's seizure of power. Putting it together with Fang Jibei's, the contrast is really obvious.

In the final analysis, one is for power and to keep himself alive; while the other...although it is vulgar and illiterate, it is for the common people.

Bi Zihao bit his lip, the expression on his face changed.

The lights were turned off in the dormitory, and Bi Zihao lived in a small room outside the dormitory, so he also turned off the lights and fell asleep.The small rooms outside the bedroom are all occupied by servants, so the conditions are naturally not much better.It is rare for a foreign official like him in the actual sense to have such a place, so he could only endure and toss and turn for a long time before falling asleep.

Woke up earlier than Fang Jibei, slept later than Fang Jibei, and kept staring at Fang Jibei during the day, and then wrote.After the imperial court was over, Fang Jibei had to read the memorial to Fang Jibei—fortunately, he was not alone. Fang Jibei found a literate confidant in the rebel army called Ren Tian, ​​and he and Bi Zihao took turns reading, otherwise Bi Zihao's voice would have been choked Can't stop.

But Bi Zihao was still required to teach calligraphy, and Ren Tian's handwriting was very ugly and could only be understood by others.Fang Jibei is also the king of a country at any rate, so words should still be used as a facade.

After a day of tossing around, Bi Zihao was more tired than Fang Ji Bei.He has always been weak, if Fang Jibei is not as strong as a cow, how can he hold on.He couldn't stand it at night, and passed out before returning to his room.

When he opened his eyes, it turned out to be bright yellow. Bi Zihao was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was on the dragon couch.He was shocked immediately, and hurriedly rolled over and got out of bed, but was held down by someone.

The person in front of him is Fang Jibei.

"Don't move, the imperial doctor said that you need to rest. If you move, I will inevitably have to hire an imperial doctor. Although it can be cheaper, it is still expensive!" He grinned.

Bi Zihao was stunned for a while, remembering that one of the greatest hobbies of the Great Yue Emperor was to make money, he actually gathered all the imperial physicians together and said that he wanted to build an imperial hospital, those who were willing to stay for daily consultations would stay, and those who did not would not force it , It is open to the public four or five hours a day - the last half hour is free time, which is exclusively for certified poor people.The imperial court took a small part of the consultation fee earned as venue and manpower expenses, and the rest belonged to the imperial physician.

Even Fang Jibei didn't have the right to be free. He was so poor that he didn't even go to see it when he sneezed twice.Anyway, the old ministers of the court, Chinese and Wu all wished that he could die sooner, so naturally they would not persuade him to put the dragon body first.

Bi Zihao knew the cause and effect, and he was a little strange that such a miser would spend money on medical treatment for himself.

"Could it be deducted from my salary?" Bi Zihao asked this question.

Fang Jibei was dumbfounded, and then patted him: "I, Fang Si, aren't that stingy, are I? I tired you out, so how could I still deduct your wages?"

"I'm useless." Bi Zihao said, just after waking up from a coma, his face was still pale, "It's not that I'm too tired, it's just that I'm not in good health..."

"An official like you who always writes must not resist." Fang Jibei nodded and agreed, "It's okay to be ten times tired after farming and fighting like me. You still have to work hard!"

"Work hard?" Bi Zihao looked at Fang Jibei strangely.

"Yeah, I decided to take you to exercise in the afternoon starting tomorrow. It's not summer now, so I'll practice boxing and kicking first. When spring comes next year, we will open a field in the palace, and I will lead you to plant crops." Fang Jibei said.

Bi Zihao was dumbfounded, and had the urge to pass out again.

"Why do you need to farm? The imperial garden in the palace is full of exotic flowers and plants, do you want to get rid of them?" Bi Zihao asked distressedly.

"Of course those flowers and plants won't be removed." Fang Jibei replied, but his next sentence made Bi Zihao feel relieved again, "What would I sell if I didn't? I heard that those flowers can be sold for a lot of money."

Burning pianos and boiling cranes!A vulgar person indeed!

When Fang Jibei said this, his eyes were dazed, as if he was thinking about something: "I heard someone read a poem before, saying that one flower is equal to the living money of ten families..."

"A clump of dark flowers is a gift from ten households." Bi Zihao corrected him, "It's not one."

"By the way, it's this poem!" Fang Jibei said happily, "I've heard it several times, but I still can't remember it."

Hmph, Wu Fu.

Fang Jibei was sitting on the edge of the bed, but now he was probably a little tired, so he just went to bed.Anyway, the dragon couch is very big, and it is very spacious for two people to sit on it.

He put his hands behind his head, looked at the roofed algae well, and said in a low voice: "Before I was dispatched to Lingnan, I had been farming in Yangzhou. Every spring and summer, the flowers all over the city are so beautiful. I always wanted to give Xiaohong Buy one, put it next to her hair, it must be very beautiful..."

He actually talked about this kind of thing... Bi Zihao's eyes flashed a few times, but he didn't say anything, waiting for Fang Jibei to continue.

Everyone knew that Fang Jibei started the uprising in Yingzhou, Lingnan, but nothing about the previous events was reported, and no one knew what kind of life experience gave Fang Jibei the ability to grow from a small group of uprising people to conquering the world.

But Fang Jibei didn't want to say any more, just stared at the complicated patterns on it, in a daze.

You can tell at a glance that you are thinking of a woman, hum...

After such a thought popped into his mind, Bi Zihao quickly stopped himself from thinking about it—the way he spoke became more and more casual, which was really bad.

After a while, Fang Jibei couldn't speak again, Bi Zihao turned his head curiously, and saw that he was asleep with his eyes closed.

Are the two going to sleep together tonight?

Bi Zihao's face turned ashen for a long time, and in the end he could only be thankful that this guy didn't snore—er, snore.

Fang Jibei slept very quietly. If he didn't know, he might even think he was a dead person.Listening to his regular and subtle breathing, Bi Zihao fell asleep in his mind.

When I woke up the next day, there was no one beside the bed.

Bi Zihao hurriedly got up and went to the ground, but a court lady came and smiled at him: "Ren Bi She, the emperor asked me to watch over you, don't be tired anymore, if you have anything to do, tell me."

Fang Jibei sent out most of the people in the palace, and those who remained were paid monthly according to the employment method.Fang Jibei has been used to taking care of himself for many years, and he would never be willing to spend more money, so he never asks for help.

Bi Zihao could imagine that his illness caused Fang Jibei a lot of expenses this time, and he must secretly feel distressed behind his back.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing secretly.

The court lady was taken aback by his snickering alone: ​​"Bisher, Bishe?"

Bi Zihao came back to his senses immediately, and couldn't even believe that he would show such a stupid expression unconsciously.Seeing him recovering, the maid said, "Ren Bishe, what do you need, tell me and I will do it."

Bi Zihao said solemnly, "I'm afraid you can't do it."

The palace lady was always clever, she immediately said: "Just tell me, there is nothing in this palace that my sisters can't do..."

Bi Zihao put on his shoes anyway, and squinted at her: "I want to go to the bathroom."

The maid immediately blushed and let him go out without stopping him.

Bi Zihao came out of the bedroom, first cast aside his vulgarity, then adjusted his clothes, took out the booklet that he never left from his arms, and walked towards Liuxi Palace.

During court time, Liuxi Palace was not quiet.

The one sitting on the chair in the middle of the hall was naturally the extraordinary Emperor Fang Jibei of Dayue, and a small half of the court hall were soldiers who followed him, and those who sat firmly and without rules were all these people.As for the former ministers, each of them only sat in one corner, as if they could jump up and kneel down at any time.

Tiptoing in through the side door, Bi Zihao sat quietly in a hidden corner without being noticed.His record official is the most inconspicuous existence, in a noisy environment, it is simply transparent.

Noisy, yes, the hall is full of noise now.Even the old ministers who always paid attention to self-cultivation and never spoke loudly in the court could not hold back their excitement.

"You mustn't do it, Your Majesty, those lowly servants, those who are so skillful and ingenious, how can they be in the hall of elegance!"

"That's right, the courtiers are all low-class people. The emperor actually wants them to face the saints and even promote them? The saints are here, how can the saints bear it!"

"..."

Bi Zihao couldn't help a smile on his lips, he knew why these courtiers were like this, when he was drafting the decree for Fang Jibei, he already thought that Fang Jibei's behavior would offend scholars all over the world.But he didn't say a word of reminder.And that Ren Tian only knew a few words, not a scholar, and of course he didn't understand the key.

"What nonsense!"

Fang Jibei finally couldn't take it anymore, he patted his chair and shouted, "If you don't pass on the fried tea from Lingnan, what are you drinking now? Before the plow rakes are reinforced, ask how much the yield per mu is, what do you eat? You can wear silk and satin, but what are the people's sackcloths made of?

"Among other things, you are sitting in this house now. The house is not collapsed. Could it be because of your saints? You pierced the city wall? You built the weapons? You built the embankment? The carriages running on the street are You made it? Besides saying a few words about saints, what else would you do? A bunch of idiots!"

Everyone is stupid, of course all the old ministers.

Many of the new ministers hid their mouths and snickered, thinking that these guys would become arrogant when they saw that Fang Shuai was usually more amiable, now they learned the lesson, right?In the final analysis, the world was brought down by us with bloody battles. It’s good for you old bastards to have something to eat, and you’re still talking here, so be careful.

Fang Jibei looked at the old brother who was gloating, and warned verbally: "Don't be too happy, I want someone who can do things and know a lot, you all study hard for me, and you know what I do. , if anyone dares to become an official and forget his origin, I can make anyone return to his original form!"

The new ministers hurriedly said they didn't dare, and privately threw a few murderous looks at the old ministers, thinking that it was you who caused us to be scolded.

It took a while for the old officials to realize that the clever ones who had no backbone would plead guilty, and those who were stubborn would not dare to say anything. Anyway, Fang Jibei is just proposing an idea now, and when it comes time to implement it, it is not easy to hinder it?

This world is still the world of scholars.

Since this topic was suspended, everyone found other things to continue Chaoyi.Some people reported that since Fang Jibei ascended the throne, there have been auspicious signs everywhere, and whether the common people are allowed to come to Beijing to offer auspicious signs.

"People can enter Beijing if they want to, why not?" Fang Jibei asked strangely, "But what is auspiciousness?"

Of course, Bi Zihao, who recorded the question, secretly despised it, but the ministers in the palace were obviously not as familiar with Fang Jibei as he was, and thought he was asking about the specific content of auspiciousness, so they reported it one after another.There are dry wells with water, dry trees in spring, flying dragons in the sky, giant tortoises going out to sea, and foot-long rice sweat and blood BMWs, etc., and so on.

Fang Jibei was very happy when he heard that, and ordered the people to show him their things first after they came to the capital.

It is normal for auspiciousness to be watched by the emperor, and everyone doesn't care.Bi Zihao snorted slightly while writing, thinking that he usually looks stupid, but he is not so stupid to do this kind of thing.

Today's morning court is really not pleasant, so the court will soon be over.Fang Jibei missed Bi Zihao and returned to the bedroom.

"What about people?"

When he ran back, he didn't see the usually quiet child. Fang Jibei panicked and asked the maid.

The court lady is not a fool, Bi Zihao said that she went to the toilet and didn't come back after so long, of course she knew something was wrong.But she is a woman, and she can't go to the hut to call Bi Zihao.But now there are not many maids and eunuchs in the harem, and they have things to do, so she can't even find anyone, so she can only wait for Fang Jibei during the next court time.

"Your Majesty, Bi She called him... He said he wanted to go to the toilet, and then he disappeared..."

Fang Jibei scratched his head: "Usually, I don't see this kid has this kind of problem. Besides his physique... How long has he been there? Will he fall?"

Bi Zihao, who had just walked to the door, felt sick: You just fell!

"Your Majesty, I'm back." Bi Zihao said, while stepping into the room.

He saluted Fang Jibei first, and then looked at the maid, "Sister, I'm a little hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

The maid is busy getting ready.

Fang Jibei pulled him to the bed and covered him with the quilt, and forgot how long Bi Zihao had been there.Just thinking about it, he took out a piece of silver from his pocket and handed it to him, saying: "You have this problem at such a young age, it will not be good in the future. Don't be reluctant to part with the silver, when you get better, go to the imperial physician and prescribe some medicine, you know? "

Bi Zihao was dumbfounded for a moment, and then he realized that his face was flushed, whether it was from anxiety or anger.

You are spleen contract (note: constipation)!

Naturally, Bi Zihao would not go to the imperial physician, and Fang Jibei didn't know there was an idiom called avoiding medical treatment due to disease, so he stopped paying attention to this matter.His attention was completely diverted to other aspects.

This country is now in his hands, and the lives of tens of thousands of people in this world may be in his hands.

Fang Jibei is a person who is very aware of his abilities, but he can't do it if he is asked to hand over the people to those scholars who can only say "Saint Day".

Even if he is reluctant, even if he can only grope in the dark step by step, he will give the people of the world a different country.

But how to start?

First of all, you must have people. There is no need to worry about the army. He has conquered the world. No matter how many generals he has appointed, their actual military power and status in the hearts of the soldiers cannot be greater than his emperor.But when it comes to people who govern the country, there are very few people who can be officials and manage a place well.

Those ministers who are full of benevolence and righteousness can't count on much.How many hypocritical officials he has seen, and how many incompetent officials who think they are upright and upright, but are played around by their subordinates.

"I don't believe that there are so many people in Dayue, so I can't find any good ones!" Fang Jibei said to himself, "But... how do we find them?"

"Looking for talents, of course you have to take the imperial examination." Bi Zihao, who was sitting on the side, put down his pen and interjected, "The emperor has been on the throne for more than a month, and the court has generally settled down. It's time to start an Enke selection."

"Take the No. [-] Scholar?" Fang Jibei thought for a moment, "Should I have to be like those old ministers? Old Kong seems to have failed the exam several times..."

Next to him, Ren Tian interjected, "I have passed the exam as well, the township exam, and then go up...hehe..."

"You are the emperor, you can designate what to test yourself." Bi Zihao said, "Don't the emperor really need tricksters, you can add those contents to the scientific examination."

"That's a good idea!" Fang Jibei nodded excitedly, "Yes, let Lao Kong come in right away. It seems that there is a book on growing crops that is better than the common people. I have been planting fields for several years. There should be no problems in this area. Difficult to get out. I can also fight wars...Other aspects depend on Lao Kong, if you can find a scholar who can govern the country, it will be even better."

Kong Zhigao was quickly summoned into the palace. He listened to Fang Jibei's orders, but only said that he would do it right away, without any objection.It's just that when he was leaving, his eyes glanced at Bi Zihao, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Young man, don't be too smart."

Bi Zihao was shocked by these words.

Kong Zhigao is not a fool, Bi Zihao discovered this a long time ago.But such a person who is not stupid supports or condones the fool who is the emperor everywhere.If you talk about ambition, it doesn't look like it; but if you really obey, it won't reach this level.

At least Kong Zhigao should be able to see how much disturbance Fang Jibei's idea would cause in the court, and even how much trouble would arise among scholars all over the world.

But he didn't say anything, he just seemed to warn Bi Zihao.

The imperial palace is more and more like a street market, anyone can come in and even live in it.The people Fang Jibei found were farmers with hands full of dirt, blacksmiths with burns all over their bodies, and all kinds of people like that.

Under such circumstances, Bi Zihao didn't dare to wander around the palace - because he was on duty with Ren Tian, ​​he could occasionally wander around the palace and take care of the flowers and plants.But now...

"Girl, I think this orchid suits you very well, you can wear it!"

……Again.

"First, I'm not a girl. Second, this orchid is worth at least a thousand dollars. Since you dare to pick it off, prepare the money and give it to the servant!"

I really want to kill...

In order not to be harassed or misunderstood, Bi Zihao had no choice but to try not to go out, and stayed in the imperial study to watch Fang Jibei handle domestic affairs.

"Eh? Auspiciousness has arrived?" Fang Jibei was very happy after listening to the contents of the memorial, "Let them enter the palace quickly, I want to see..."

The emperor issued an order, so the people below naturally did not dare to neglect, many strange animals and plants were carried into the palace, making countless noises along the way.

But when the things arrived, Fang Jibei was also dumbfounded.

"This thing... is what they call rice with the size of a stick?" Fang Jibei held a bunch of golden rice ears and said angrily, "Send this thing back to me and ask them how they did it. The outer skin is not cracked after being cooked!"

"What big watermelon? I thought I couldn't see it together!"

"..."

After seeing dyed horses, trimmed roosters, and a bunch of weird things, Fang Jibei finally couldn't bear it anymore, and threw all these messy things aside, sulking himself.

"Your Majesty, it's time to eat." Everyone was too timid to go forward, only Bi Zihao was not afraid, and said clearly.

Seeing him, Fang Jibei looked a little better, and said dejectedly: "Xiao Bi, why do you think they sent these things all the way to lie to me?"

Bi Zihao smiled slightly: "Isn't that what auspiciousness is like? It's fine for the common people to believe in it. If you don't believe in auspiciousness, you can believe it if you want, Your Majesty."

"What the hell is auspiciousness?" Fang Jibei finally realized that there might be a gap in his understanding and asked.

"Your Majesty's ascension to the throne is in accordance with the heavens, so the heavens are auspicious." Bi Zihao said, seeing Fang Jibei's blank face, he asked, "Does the Emperor want to hear the truth from my ministers, or..."

"Of course it's the truth." Fang Jibei said, "I've said many times that you don't have to be afraid of me, and you can just call me by your usual address. You don't have to have so many problems."

"Because the emperor was born in response to the sky, of course the sky will give some signs to prove that the emperor obeys the destiny." Bi Zihao sneered slightly, "If the sky doesn't give it, then the government and the people will make it themselves. Anyway, no one will go to this kind of auspiciousness Distinguish between true and false, stupid people believe it is true, those who create auspiciousness will be rewarded, the government will please the emperor, and the emperor will get the mandate of heaven. It is something that benefits everyone, isn’t it?”

Fang Jibei slammed down the table so hard that his hands hurt from the shock.

"I thought..." He paused, the anger on his face gradually mixed with ridicule, "I thought it was the good seed they said, it could harvest more grain, produce bigger watermelons, improve the breed of horses... ...It turns out that they all lied to me? And I actually wasted money on such things and brought them into the palace?"

Bi Zihao was a little dazed, but when he was dazed, he still remembered to remind casually: "When people come to Beijing to offer auspiciousness, it is customary for the local government to pay, and it is still money from the treasury."

Fang Jibei went crazy, and finally resisted the urge to chop things with his knife - everything in the palace was valuable, so he couldn't use it to vent his anger - thinking about it, he was really angry, and ran back to the bedroom.

"Your Majesty, dinner..." Everyone spoke hastily, it was already a step late.

Ren Tian, ​​who often followed Fang Jibei, waved his hand skillfully at this time: "No, the emperor probably won't come out tonight, and he might be hungry. Put the food away, and the emperor will still eat it tomorrow." .”

When the others went down, Bi Zihao tugged at Ren Tian's sleeve: "Your Majesty...couldn't it be to save money..."

Ren Tianzheng nodded: "By the way, don't you live in the bedroom, and persuade the emperor at night, if he feels sorry, he can punish those people, don't make things difficult for yourself."

Bi Zihao was a little dazed, and nodded in agreement.