Daily note

Fang Jibei is very economical, because he knows that two pennies can buy three biscuits, and three biscuits may save ten lives.If he was Xiao Fang who had just started troubles in Yingzhou, with so much silver and copper coins, he would have distributed them to those poor brothers one by one.

But he is the emperor now, and he is in charge of the entire Dayue. At the same time, it is impossible for him to distinguish how many people in the world are really poor and how many are poor because of laziness and gambling.Even if it is clear, he can't send money one by one, let alone let those officials do it.

It is not difficult to govern a state and a county, but it is extremely difficult to govern this country.Even his own brothers have begun to change now.

He said earlier that he wanted everyone to go back to farming.Even though he himself knew it was impossible.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fang Jibei was still sitting at the table, fondling a stone that was "supposedly" auspicious, and four large characters were clearly painted on the stone: Xie Yu Wannian.

Fang Jibei stared at the stone, smiled wryly, seemed to be talking to himself or talking to someone who came in.

"I don't know other characters, but I can still recognize the four characters Xieyu and Wannian. It's ridiculous, ridiculous, don't they think it's fake, as long as these four characters are painted on, it's fine?

"Xiangrui, I want fast horses and a few crops of grain a year. What do I want these bluffing things for? What kind of auspiciousness is heaven? If there were not many brothers killed in battle, if there were no everyone's life and death, this stone would not be Chengzhao Wannian four words?"

Bi Zihao who came in sat by the bed and didn't speak.

"Aren't most ordinary people like me? They don't know what auspiciousness is if they are killed, let alone use it to fake it. Officials...do you think about this kind of thing every day? If you don't manage your own place well, no When selecting talents, you only think about how to create auspiciousness to make me happy?" Fang Jibei said in a deep voice, his face was filled with disappointment, "I really want to dismiss them all, if there is no one to replace them..."

"What's good at the top must be worse at the bottom." Bi Zihao's voice sounded, "It's useless to change them all, the important thing is that you let them know that you don't like this kind of thing, otherwise even if you change people, you will still do it." Same thing."

Fang Jibei thoughtfully, walked from the table to the bed, lowered his head and patted Bi Zihao on the shoulder: "Xiao Bi is really smart, yes, unfortunately, I still feel that those officials are naive and believe in morality, I am not stupid Is it? It’s useless to change people, if you want to change, you have to change to something else.”

He had figured this out in his mind, and when he was happy, he rolled onto the bed and hit Bi Zihao who was sitting by the bed with a "boom", and almost fell on top of him.

Bi Zihao hurriedly backed up: "I'm offended..."

Fang Jibei laughed, patted him and said, "Xiao Bi, what are you doing with me so politely for so long? Relax, we can discuss how to do it. What do you want to say about being an official and governing the country? I don’t understand anything, I don’t even know what auspiciousness is. If you don’t feel sick, tell me about these things tonight!”

"You should serve your life." Bi Zihao nodded and smiled.

At the end, Fang Jibei's eyelids were already fighting, Bi Zihao said: "Your Majesty, it's late, time to go to bed."

"You...if you're not tired, tell me about Master and then go to bed..." Fang Jibei murmured, his voice could not be heard clearly.

"Okay. In fact, there have been dynasties in all dynasties. Local officials generally have to change within three years at most. We also talked about the issue of political performance earlier, so the team in the government..."

Bi Zihao was still explaining, but the people around him had already drooped their heads and closed their eyes lightly, they were actually fast asleep.

Fang Jibei who is asleep is actually very cute, although this word does not match his emperor's majesty, nor does it match his appearance.But it's really cute.Bi Zihao stared at him, remembering that he was actually not much older than himself, and he was only in his twenties.

But when he fell asleep, he probably wouldn't be so defenseless like a child.

Thinking about it, Bi Zihao also let himself fall asleep.Just lying on the bed, my mind is full of words and deeds of the person around me.

"People, hehe, people..." He whispered, with a sneer on his lips, and gradually fell asleep.

"Xiao Bi, do you want to go out of the palace for a stroll?"

After listening to Bi Zihao's lecture on the general knowledge of officialdom, Fang Jibei suddenly asked, which made Bi Zihao stunned.

"Leaving the palace?" Bi Zihao, who was still eloquent just now, asked stutteringly, as if he didn't know what these two words meant.

"Yes, leave the palace." Fang Jibei nodded and said, "I've been in the palace these days, and I've heard so much from you these two days, if I don't go out and have a look, I'm afraid I'll forget it."

Forget how people live, forget what it is like to endure hardship, and forget what human life means to everyone.

With a sparse expression like Bi Zihao, he couldn't help showing joy on his face at the moment: "Can I go out?"

Fang Jibei felt a little distressed when he saw the real joy rarely seen in teenagers.

This young man has never walked out of here, and he has never known what the outside world is like.

The sky outside seemed to be bluer. Bi Zihao looked around, curious about everything he saw.

He stayed in that resplendent place for too long, as if he hadn't seen anything.Even the people passing by on the street, the gadgets in the hands of children, and the absolutely not gorgeous clothes on passers-by are all the objects of his attention.

Fang Jibei also sneaked out when he left the palace. He was the emperor on horseback, and he didn't need anyone to protect him. He and Bi Zihao were the only ones hanging out.

Fang Jibei thought about Bi Zihao's youthful mind, asked the way, and headed for the bustling place in the capital.

Bi Zihao saw that the clothes of the pedestrians on the side of the road were getting more and more gorgeous, his eyes became a little curious, and he asked a question, which surprised Fang Jibei.

"Why are these people dressed better than those just now? Did those people just not like such clothes?"

Fang Jibei's eyes widened: "Of course it's because they are poor. Who doesn't like to wear good clothes?"

"You." Bi Zihao said, "You don't dress well, even when you go to court, you are dressed so poorly. All the people in the palace put together, you may be the worst."

Fang Jibei was stunned: "Don't compare me, why do big men care so much, just eat enough and wear warm clothes. I mean, those people just now are mainly because they can't afford it, not because they don't buy it like me."

Bi Zihao let out an "oh", turned his head in a trance, and finally said: "So clothes are very expensive, I always thought they were cheap."

Fang Jibei frowned, why did he always feel that this was a bit strange.

He figured it out quickly.

Bi Zihao doesn't understand at all, he doesn't even understand what poverty is, and he doesn't understand that some people in the world really "can't afford it" or "can't live on".

Although Fang Jibei didn't know the story of "why not eat minced meat", he did see a person who asked "why not eat minced meat".

Bi Zihao could even tilt his head to look at beggars on the street, curiously asking what they were doing with a bowl.Fang Jibei told him that those people were begging for food, and Bi Zihao said strangely, there is such a thing as a restaurant in the folk, so you can go and eat directly?

After explaining for a long time, Bi Zihao suddenly realized: "Ah, they are the refugees in the legend, I understand!"

...Did he really understand?

The bustling area is naturally lively, and there are many street vendors. Bi Zihao also likes some weird things in his eyes.However, never pay.

Does this guy really understand?

Fang Jibei followed him to take the money, feeling that he was being taken advantage of.

Bi Zihao came back with a smile and took the cotton candy, stuffed one into the mouth of the victim, and ate one by himself.Seeing his smile, Fang Jibei sighed to himself.Forget it, let's take advantage of it.

"Where is the place in front? It looks very lively." Bi Zihao asked, pointing to a gorgeous building in front of him.

Fang Jibei's face turned red suddenly, and he tugged on his sleeve: "Let's go, I have other things to do, I can't stay here all the time..."

"But what is that place in front?" Bi Zihao insisted on asking.

But it seemed that he didn't need to ask further, they were already close to that building, so someone shouted at them: "Master, brother, come and have a look at our yard, the girls in our yard are beautiful... Oh, I'm sorry, Our yard does not allow female guests..."

Fang Jibei hurriedly dragged Bi Zihao and fled.

After running far away, Fang Jibei stopped when he saw that Bi Zihao was out of breath.Bi Zihao asked in a daze: "Just now those people said that the female guests...are they referring to me?"

"It's not a good place there, so don't ask too much." Fang Jibei was afraid of touching on his sad things, so he hurriedly interrupted him.

"Could that be the legendary brothel?" Bi Zihao didn't care at all, his eyes sparkled with curiosity, "I want to go in and see, I heard that there are many beauties inside, just like a harem..."

Fang Jibei took a deep look at him: "Xiao Bi, if you go out alone in the future, you must stay away from that kind of place. They... don't only want women..."

Bi Zihao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his fair face flushed a little, then he lowered his head and remained silent for a while.

The two of them breathed for a long time, before they had time to look around and study where they went.

Apparently the two ran too fast, and even ran from the bustling area to the civilian area. The surrounding houses were no longer bricks and tiles, but thatch.

Although he was very curious, Bi Zihao finally didn't ask "Why do they build houses with grass".

Fang Jibei began to knock on the door, and dragged Bi Zihao into the room to chat with others.Bi Zihao was dumbfounded, he never expected that someone would actually open the door for him, let alone Fang Jibei who was a stranger, but Fang Jibei could quickly get in touch with him, as if he had known him for a long time.

This guy... is really familiar!

Watching and listening from the sidelines, Bi Zihao had to admit that Fang Jibei was a person who could easily be liked.Of course, the same people who live in this area have no scheming.Fang Jibei said that they dared to open the door with excuses, and when Fang Jibei chatted with them, they would ask and answer whatever they asked without hiding anything.

Of course, these people have nothing to fear.

It was the first time in Bi Zihao's life that he saw the poor with his own eyes, and it was the first time he really knew what poverty was.

He had read Du Fu's sentence "In and out of endless skirts", but never thought that such a thing would really happen-when a family was begging for water, the people in the back room urged him to hurry up, he was going out to do work , the clothes are on the person in the front room.

Bi Zihao was greatly shocked. Later, he was dragged from house to house by Fang Jibei. He was just in a daze when he heard Fang Jibei tell people about life and what was wrong.

During the chat, Fang Jibei did a lot of work for others, and he also gave some financial help to those who were extremely poor.He is obviously used to working, and he does all the work as soon as he says it, and he is extremely skilled.

This is another world.The world that really exists in front of Bi Zihao's eyes.

Even the beads of sweat on Fang Jibei's face were so real.

"Why do you have to help them with work? Wouldn't it be better to just leave the silver?" On the way back to the palace, Bi Zihao asked Fang Jibei.

"Don't help the poor, how much money do I have, can I give it to everyone?" Fang Jibei asked back, looked up at the sky, and sighed, "This is still the capital city, a prosperous place. Some places are really poor, so poor To a degree you can't imagine..."

He turned his head sideways, and Bi Zihao peeked at him, only to see the sadness in his eyes, but his expression didn't change much, and he even retained the cheerfulness he had when he was chatting with others just now.

"I took a long breath to cover my tears, mourning the hardships of the people's lives."

Bi Zihao said deliberately, which attracted Fang Jibei to ask: "What is normal?"

Bi Zihao explained the meaning of this sentence to him, and at the same time explained Qu Yuan's deeds to him vividly.Fang Jibei was very puzzled after hearing this: "But why did he throw himself into the river? The emperor rebelled if he was not good. Besides, even if the country is destroyed, but the people don't all die, it can't be regarded as the real death of the country, right?"

"When you came in, didn't many ministers die for their country?" Bi Zihao didn't answer directly.

Fang Jibei thought for a while, then nodded: "I have never understood why they committed suicide. Of course, some of them are probably out of fear of crime, but some of them have a very good reputation."

"You don't understand that kind of integrity." Bi Zihao blurted out, and immediately felt impulsive, so he stopped.

Fang Jibei stopped in his tracks and pointed to the place he had just passed: "The common people live like that and they don't have the integrity to die. I brought a group of people who couldn't survive into the capital and slaughtered the emperor. Are they going to die? What kind of festival is this?"

"The emperor's concern for all people is the blessing of the country." Bi Zihao said neither soft nor hard.

Fang Jibei couldn't hear the slight sarcasm in his words, but he could feel it.

He scratched his head, thinking that scholars are really mysterious.

Back in the palace, Fang Jibei continued to be busy.

Compared with being an emperor, he prefers to farm and work outside the palace, doing things that are laborious but not worrying.To him, being the emperor was not impossible, but it was too troublesome.

Of course, he is burdened too much now, and it is impossible for him to let go.

The imperial examinations, court officials, and all kinds of things in the court piled up, so that he couldn't take it easy.Therefore, even though the daily morning morning period has passed, Fang Jibei has only been busier, getting up early and going to bed late, and his physique as strong as a cow has lost weight.

In this case, I still have to practice calligraphy and read books every day.Bi Zihao and Ren Tian could take turns off, but he couldn't.

After this, Fang Jibei was extremely tired.The most important thing is that things are too messy, and the opposing force below is too great.

Half of the ministers sabotage their work, and the remaining half are also subjected to difficulties everywhere in their positions.Although Dayue won the world immediately, he still had to rely on civil servants to govern the country, although they didn't have any outstanding skills.

Small talents make profits, and those strange skills are even more disdainful for gentlemen.Fang Jibei is a usurper of the country, and he is not recognized by scholars, not to mention that he put on such a posture.

"The current plan is to appease those scholars first and give them certain benefits. I think this time we will open Enke, don't touch those Mingjing or something, find someone to write questions according to the previous example-let's call it Liberal Arts .Then we opened a miscellaneous subject in addition to the liberal arts to recruit talents from various fields."

Even if there is no early court, Kong Zhigao and Fang Jibei still have to discuss matters and discuss the troubles in front of them every day.

Kong Zhigao had thought about it a long time ago, and said, "This miscellaneous subject should be opened after the liberal arts. We not only need to be good at a skill, but also literate at the same time, so that it can be taught and improved..."

"These things have to be done, but... how to calm down the situation first? If they are allowed to toss like this, I'm afraid not many people will come to take liberal arts exams, let alone miscellaneous subjects." Fang Jibei Scratching his head, "If you don't change your mind, even if you can find a talent, you may quit because of too much pressure...Damn it, did that old ancestor of yours really say such unreasonable things?"

"It doesn't matter what he said, what matters is how others understand it." Kong Zhigao smiled wryly, "If those people only focus on the phrase "a villain speaks for profit", then of course his other views will be ignored. I care, even if he said it."

"The ancestor of Prime Minister Kong...was the sage Kong?" Bi Zihao, who was recording at the side, finally couldn't help but opened the door and asked.

Kong Zhigao nodded proudly.

Fang Jibei glanced at him sideways, and said to Bi Zihao: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he sees everyone and claims to be the eighth-generation great-grandson of Confucius No. 70, but in fact, he has no relationship with Confucius at all except for his surname!"

The two bickered for a while, and then looked at Bi Zihao who was scared stupid by them, and smiled at each other: "Okay, stop making trouble, what did you just say?"

The two of them fight the world together, they spend a long time together, and they also understand each other deeply, it's normal to make a joke.But Bi Zihao had never seen this side of them before, so it was normal to be scared.

Bi Zihao remembered what he said just now, and brought the topic back.

"What I want to say is that for these scholars and literati, the best way is to use sages against sages. It is not to say that Confucius is wrong, but that their understanding of Confucius is wrong...Confucius's lifelong ambition is to govern the country, how could he look down on farmers and craftsmen, no ?"

He said quietly, with an ordinary calm expression on his face, and looked at the two of them with a slight flicker of eyes.

Kong Zhigao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Fang Jibei.

Fang Jibei nodded: "I think this is very good, what about you, old Kong?"

Kong Zhigao nodded in agreement: "This is indeed the best way, but..." He hesitated for a while, looking at Bi Zihao, "It's easy to say, but it's hard to really make an impact. First of all, find such a person to write articles It’s not easy anymore, even if you find it, how can you distribute his articles? Now it’s not like before, there are no great Confucian scholars in the capital, and..."

"It's not impossible..." Bi Zihao said in a low voice, looking at Kong Zhigao, "the government has a mansion newspaper, and articles can be posted there. As for the writers..."

He raised his finger and pointed at himself, with a slight smile on his face: "Although I dare not call you a great Confucian, it is probably okay to be a brick to attract jade."

The living room should be inseparable from the emperor. Bi Zihao has done a more thorough job of living with the emperor. He even lives with the emperor. Ren Tian was born as a soldier and is in good health. Bi Zihao has many people, so he lives a little further away.

Perhaps it can be said that the person who knows the emperor best is the living person.I have been watching from the corner, recording the opponent's every move, except for the emperor, I can't see anything.

At the same time, living and caring for others has always been non-political.I can only write down everything I see and hear, but I don’t need and can’t comment.

But on this day, Fang Jibei's living room, the founding emperor of Dayue, showed unusual abilities.

"Your Majesty, you should think more about the official newspaper!" Taking advantage of Ren Tian's shift, Kong Zhigao entered the palace to discuss the matter of the day before yesterday with Fang Jibei, "That thing is troublesome, and the more troublesome thing is that Bi Zihao Your Majesty, you must be clear, he is an old minister of the former court, and his heart cannot be trusted."

"What's the relationship between the former court and the old ministers?" Fang Jibei looked at Kong Zhigao sideways, "Old Kong, you still remember that we didn't go to the capital to seize the world. If we can meet someone who can manage the country well I will not hesitate to give this position to him.”

"But if those people in the previous dynasty were able to govern the country well, how could you revolt and how could so many people follow?" Kong Zhigao smiled wryly, "Don't you understand? In the eyes of some people, the important thing is The emperor, not the country and the people."

Of course Fang Jibei knew.He's just stubborn in some ways, not a fool.

"The important thing is the people. Isn't the official newspaper just for the people? What's the trouble?" Fang Jibei changed the subject and returned to the previous point.

"Yes, as long as this thing is in our hands, we can control the general direction. But your majesty, what if other people want to do this?" Kong Zhigao shook his head and said, "Besides, Bi Zihao is about to write an article, your majesty If you ask him to manage it again, I'm afraid he will make the official newspaper the way he needs... If he has different ambitions, it will be difficult to handle..."

"Where does he have the time to manage, old Kong, you think too much." Fang Jibei smiled and said, "And I really want other people to run this kind of newspaper, so I won't print it in the palace. This thing should be changed to outside the palace, so you don’t have to worry so much.”

Kong Zhigao breathed a sigh of relief: "Yesterday, Bi Zihao was clearly making progress by retreating. I thought you would hand over the power of managing the official newspaper to him without thinking..."

"My official newspaper must be aimed at scholars at the beginning. It is best to print different opinions, but we must make our side more reasonable." Fang Jibei said, "But in the future, I plan to make literacy Everyone can read it, and even those who can't read can listen to it. Bi Zihao doesn't understand life outside the palace at all, so he can't manage this official newspaper."

Hearing what he said, Kong Zhigao thought for a while, his eyes flashed.

"Your Majesty is indeed His Majesty, with far-reaching thoughts, I can't even flatter a horse."

As soon as Fang Jibei was slapped, his face turned a little red: "This idea is from Xiao Biti, I just follow his idea."

"I knew from the very beginning that there would be nothing wrong with following you." Kong Zhigao said with a smile, "Bi Zihao said the Di Bao, and expanding his influence must be his goal, but he never thought of opening people's wisdom... Do you think nothing will go wrong?"

Fang Jibei turned his head and thought for a while: "There will be some twists and turns, but I always feel that doing this will bring more benefits."

Kong Zhigao had always known that Fang Jibei's feelings were very accurate, so he thought about this matter in his heart, and he probably had some calculations.

"What to do, I need to trouble you to find someone." Fang Jibei frowned, "We just have too few talents, especially those who can write articles. Old Kong, you are already very busy, and I will give you more things to do... ..."

"Why are you being polite? You were not the only one who made the vow to raise the matter together." Kong Zhi master knocked on the table and said, "Everyone has food to eat, clothes to wear, and a good life... At that time We think about this matter too simply. We should be a little tired now."

Since the sky does not save people, then people save themselves.If the officials do not save the people, then the people will take up arms by themselves.

There are many people waiting for them.

The two discussed some details. After all, this was unprecedented, and the two of them didn't know much about it.However, Dayue had just founded the country, and there were no literati who were truly loyal to Dayue.This kind of thing can't be done by speculators, so it's not easy to deal with.

"By the way, old Kong, aren't you a good example? Why can't you write your own articles?" Thinking of this, Fang Jibei thought of a doubt, and asked, "I remember that you wrote articles well. It was written by you."

Kong Zhigao smiled wryly: "I've failed many times. Your Majesty, you don't have much knowledge so you don't understand. I can't write that kind of nonsense articles. If I could, how could I be so poor in Yingzhou? Run off to be an officer."

"Oh..." Fang Jibei patted his head, "So you're not very good, old Kong. You see, Xiao Bi is only a little older, so he can write."

"He's a writer, of course he can write..." Kong Zhigao looked disdainful when he was told, "And what's the big deal? When you were at his age, what did you have to go through? Like him, A whole worthless snack can be picked up by a dog if thrown outside the palace, and I haven't suffered at all..."

"Isn't it good not to suffer?" Fang Jibei interrupted him, "When I was suffering, I thought in my heart, if I have the ability in the future, I will make everyone no longer suffer like that!"

Kong Zhigao smiled: "That kid is really lucky...By the way, you and him have been living together, right? Is...isn't that good? It's time for you to find a wife."

Fang Jibei's complexion could not help but change, a little ugly: "Old Kong, you should know..."

"Forget the past, so forget it." Kong Zhigao sighed secretly, and said, "You are the emperor now, and you should have a queen and have a child. No one else can tell you that you are with Bi Zihao." What sounds nice."

"Let's talk about it later..." Fang Jibei obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, "That kid is too beautiful, if I don't take him with me, I'm afraid he will be bullied. He is very thoughtful, and he must have had a hard time before. Since I I know, nothing can happen to him."

Hearing what he said, Kong Zhigao couldn't persuade him anymore, so he continued to change the subject and say something else.The five-year-old Ren Tian couldn't keep up with the speed of the two of them talking, and hearing what they said was boring, he fell asleep on the table early.

The wall behind the desk is very thick. If you lean on the wall and listen, you can hear faint voices inside the wall.After the two of them finished discussing, the sound inside the wall turned into the sound of footsteps and gradually disappeared.

In an extremely inconspicuous corner of the wall, a person appeared from nowhere.The appearance is astonishingly beautiful, but the expression is in a daze.

"Did I... read it wrong?" The soft voice asked himself, but there was no answer.