Daily note

In the absence of talents, Dayue's first publicly issued Di Bao was produced.The name is very simple, it is called the semi-monthly report-short of manpower, and it is already very good to be published once every half a month.

This monthly report can almost be said to be the first time that the new dynasty has publicly disclosed the strategy of governing the country.In fact, the change of dynasty has always only changed the name of the country and changed the emperor, and the actual content is almost the same.But this time, something was obviously different.

People sat around in the middle of the restaurant, and a person who could read shook his head and read: "It is the way of the sage, but the way of the common people. The benevolent is benevolent, because all living beings are the same, neither noble nor cheap..."

"Gu San, did you read that wrong? There is nothing noble or cheap. Is there no difference between us and the emperor?" A rough man next to him couldn't help but shouted loudly when he heard this, interrupting the man who was studying.

The people sitting around laughed, and the ancient three blushed: "How could I mispronounce it, the black and white characters are clearly printed here, take a look..."

"Why would you ask me to read it if you know how to read it?" asked a person next to him.

"Guo San, we invite you together, but we want you to read it carefully, so don't be fooled!" The rough man also said, "I heard that the emperor is recruiting people in this booklet, and anyone who is proficient in a craft can go Try it in the palace, is it true?"

"So you want to listen to this, I'll turn to that page later..." Gu San quickly flipped through the book, found a page and started reading again.

There were two people sitting in the corner of the restaurant, one was rough and looked like a soldier, the other was very beautiful and delicate, like a woman.

The two of them ate while listening to the discussions around them.Jiaorou said softly: "Your Majesty..."

"Call me fourth brother when you come out, didn't you tell me?" The rude Fang Si, that is, Fang Jibei, interrupted him.

"Uh, fourth brother..." Bi Zihao felt that this address was awkward, and called out a little uncomfortably, "We have seen a lot of people going to the palace during our journey, don't we need to go back and deal with it?"

"With Lao Kong here, what are you afraid of?" Fang Jibei shook his head with a smile, "Although there are many people, there may not be many who can use them. After all...now the semi-monthly newspapers are mainly sold in the capital."

Bi Zihao's eyes flickered: "Could it be taken elsewhere..."

"Naturally." Fang Jibei replied, "But this kind of thing can't be rushed...a lot of things can't be rushed..."

He said, his eyes were a little scattered, obviously thinking about something.Bi Zihao had long been used to him being absent-minded from time to time, so he didn't bother him, just looked around.

Although he was busy, Fang Jibei would come out every ten days or so to see the situation among the people, and Bi Zihao followed him every time.The current Bi Zihao is no longer the bumpkin who saw everything new at the beginning. He can also say a few words about people's livelihood.

Whether he wants to admit it or not, he has to agree that the life of the people in the capital is getting better—of course, it refers to the common people, and some officials are getting worse.

Dayue was not long after the founding of the country, and the seeds that were said to be good varieties produced by the farmers in the palace had not yet been planted, but their farm tools had already begun to be used.

Fang Jibei opened Dawei's internal treasury, and used the money from the former emperor's private house to exchange farm tools for farmers. The harvesting speed was fast. Anyway, there was plenty of time to dig those fields, but the loss of the harvested grain was reduced, which was equivalent to Increased food production.The grain production in the capital is insufficient, and they all rely on the transportation of grain from Zhili, Hebei, but this year they hardly rely on other places.

The same goes for other things.Even if the time is short, those "technical specialists" in the palace haven't researched anything too new, but it is absolute that there are hidden skills in the 36 lines. Fang Jibei raised those people in captivity and dug out some exclusive secret skills , distribute it.

As for the outside of Beijing... the current big officials in frontiers and the governors of various places are almost all appointed by them when the rebels revolted. I heard that there were local people who had not yet fallen into the hands of the rebels. They secretly ran to the rebels to rule them. Yes - better off.

There are no talents, and those who can be used have been scattered along the way.

Bi Zihao sneered from the bottom of his heart to hide his frustration.

Both are emperors, but what they do is the difference between heaven and earth.

One who tried his best to seize power, and since he took office, all his energy has been devoted to how to defeat the powerful officials.The other is careless and has no intentions. All he thinks about is how to make the people live well, and hand over the throne if he finds the right person.

However, within half a year, the former has been forgotten by the common people, and although the latter has been opposed by the "righteousness" of scholars, its status among the common people, if not unprecedented, is enough for a while.

And that's just the beginning.Wait until the beginning of spring to introduce better seeds, wait until the imperial examinations recruit a new batch of courtiers, wait until Fang Jibei recruits more talents, and carry out reforms in various aspects...

By that time, who would still remember the Emperor Chengzhao, Chen Yuyou?

Bi Zihao is familiar with history books, so he naturally knows that after the change of dynasty, if the later emperor is not better than the previous one, even if the court's revision of history will add many crimes to the previous dynasty, the common people and scholars will still cherish the previous dynasty.And if the later ones are stronger, then the previous dynasty deserved to be overthrown.

Obviously just an illiterate vulgar person, obviously just...

"Xiao Bi, Xiao Bi?" Fang Jibei, who came back to his senses first, called Bi Zihao, seeing that he didn't respond, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes twice.

"Ah!" Bi Zihao snapped back to his senses, "Huang...fourth brother, what did you say?"

"I said we should settle the score and leave after we finish the meal. You can see that the face of the waiter in the shop is not right." Fang Jibei said with a smile, "And I brought you out today because I wanted to show you the market that just opened. Old Kong It is said that the market at Chaotianmen is very lively, although the big market is on the seventh day, there are usually many people and merchants, there are also barkers and sugar sellers, have you seen it?"

Bi Zihao shook his head of course.Fang Jibei patted his head: "It's because you haven't seen anything in the palace that you look so young and mature. At your age, it's time to play around..."

"Fourth brother, what are you doing at my age?"

Bi Zihao let him touch him, at first he felt that this behavior was very awkward, and he was always on guard against him doing anything, but now he got used to it.

Fang Jibei was taken aback.

"At that time, he had been dispatched to Yingzhou...that is, as a handyman or something." He hesitated for a moment, but put on a relaxed expression, and answered lightly.

The scholars were angry.

Although most scholars have the idea of ​​seeking a career in court, it does not mean that they will please the court. On the contrary, most of them have a strong interest in opposing the court.

Interested, but Fang Jibei's move made it difficult for them to deal with - with their financial resources and influence, they were not enough to compete with something like Dayue's Half Monthly News, in terms of folks.

Just when they couldn’t find a suitable way to express their objections, Fang Jibei put a sharp weapon in front of them—the semi-monthly newspaper accepts contributions from all parties, as long as they are sent to the newspaper office, the responsible personnel will select good and suitable ones for publication—the emperor promised , as long as it is written well, no matter who it is or what its point of view is, it may be published.

In this way, the scholars of course became crazy, desperately writing manuscripts and sending them to the newspaper office.The newspaper quickly fell into the predicament of insufficient manpower, so it had to ask the palace for help.Of course Bi Zihao wanted to help, and even Fang Jibei, who had learned a lot of characters, came to join in the fun and watch together.

Fang Jibei has a minimum requirement for the article, which is to make it understandable for him.There are not no articles that meet this condition, but the number is relatively rare, and the quality is not guaranteed.Bi Zihao had no choice but to read more, looking for relatively good ones among the many articles.

The next half-monthly report almost became a place of debate.In fact, this debate was destined to be unfavorable to the scholars from the very beginning.

Even though Fang Jibei has always emphasized that the newspaper should not be biased and that both sides of the article must be published, but Bi Zihao's writing and writing skills are unmatched by others, and his understanding of the book of sages is also very deep. Almost no one can walk past his writing Two rounds; secondly, this literary battle is actually for ordinary people and scholars who are not of high level. Not much to look at.

Taking advantage of the fact that the scholars were focusing their energy on this debate, Fang Jibei opened Enke.This time Enke was very different from the previous dynasty, and also opened a miscellaneous subject—Kong Zhigao said that the miscellaneous subject was not pleasant, so he changed its name to Shuke.There is no threshold for surgery, and the time is staggered.At the same time, Fang Jibei abolished all lowly status, and the people of Dayue were no different.

Fang Jibei was almost exhausted and paralyzed after finishing his work. On the day when all the exams were over, he watched the examiner smear the name of the last exam paper, so he relaxed completely, and finally even went back to the palace in a sedan chair.

He was really working too hard. Although he was not good at writing, this Enke was unprecedented, and there were so many unexpected situations that it was unimaginable.And many things can only be resolved by him, the emperor.

Bi Zihao has been following him, holding a pen, recording his every word and deed.

Although in the end, Fang Jibei could barely make a sound, and his movements became very slow.Bi Zihao advised him to rest many times, but Fang Jibei just told him to go to bed.

He, Ren Tian, ​​and Fang Jibei were both extremely tired in the end.Fang Jibei, who was equivalent to the sum of the two of them, was in a known state at the moment.

Fang Jibei gave Ren Tian a break, he called the sedan chair back to his residence outside the palace, and Fang Bi and the two went back to the palace together—it was really together, Fang Jibei never took a sedan chair, and they had to share it together in a hurry. take.Of course, Bi Zihao said that he could ride a horse by himself, but Fang Jibei dragged him in.

The sedan chair was prepared for Bi Zihao who was not in good health. He was not of a high rank, and Fang Jibei was used to saving money, so the sedan chair was really not spacious.Fang Jibei lay half-reclined, thought for a while, reached out to hug Bi Zihao, and pulled him into his arms.

Bi Zihao's stature is thin and small, so he won't put any pressure on Fang Jibei.He felt very awkward being held by Fang Jibei, but he didn't dare to move.In the small space, only the sound of two people breathing could be heard.

One of them gradually calmed down, and Fang Jibei fell asleep.Bi Zihao slowly turned sideways, looking at Fang Jibei's face.

In this life, the person who has seen the most variety of faces is this person.

The blood-stained bravery and ruthlessness when they first met, the hesitation before ascending the throne, and the difference after becoming the emperor.It is hard to look directly at him when he is severe, but most of the time, he is so kind that he does not match his appearance.

When dealing with the common people outside the palace, talking to the old lady who couldn't hear clearly was very lively.And when he fell asleep, he looked so harmless again.

She is very quiet, her eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and there are dark bags under her eyes, which are caused by the tiredness of these days.

"Why do I want to watch it? I want to see how you will govern this country, and I actually believe that you will govern it well...Obviously you are such a stupid guy..." The pink lips were silent Open it, Bi Zihao said to himself.

Even to see how happy you are, I helped you solve some problems... The living room should be an inconspicuous shadow, but what is going on in this situation?

While thinking about something, the sedan chair stopped and returned to the palace.

Bi Zihao raised the curtain of the sedan chair and ordered the bearer to carry the sedan chair directly to the bedroom without disturbing Fang Jibei.

Fang Jibei really fell asleep, and he didn't wake up until the guards carefully carried him out of the sedan chair.He walked back to the dormitory by himself, lay down on the bed, and prepared to continue sleeping.

"Your Majesty, wait a while before going to sleep." Bi Zihao stopped him and gave some instructions to the guards.

After the guards left, Bi Zihao went to the bed and helped Fang Jibei straighten the quilt, "You talk too much, if you sleep like this all night, your throat will be even worse when you wake up..."

Fang Jibei looked at him sleepily, and nodded stupidly.

Bi Zihao was stunned suddenly. For some reason, his heart was beating a little hard, and he swallowed his saliva, but his throat was a little dry.

"Bisher, the honey water you ordered..."

One sentence interrupted the somewhat weird atmosphere, Bi Zihao hurriedly recovered, took the honey water, and sent it to Fang Jibei.

Fang Jibei's eyelids were only a crack away from closing, probably because he was so sleepy that he didn't know how to take the cup.Bi Zihao had no choice but to half kneel in front of the bed, scooped up a spoonful and brought it to his mouth.

"Your Majesty, open your mouth..."

Fang Jibei opened his mouth obediently, and the silver spoon touched his dry lips, and the honey-colored water moistened his lips.

Bi Zihao was inexplicably nervous, staring at Fang Jibei's not-so-beautiful lip shape, subconsciously feeding him a spoonful, his thoughts wandering somewhere.Until Fang Jibei probably felt that he had drunk enough, he licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, stopped opening his mouth, finally closed the remaining slit of his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Bi Zihao was agitated by his actions, his hands trembled, and his fingers brushed across his lips.

In fact, the two came back in the afternoon and slept for a full six hours. When Fang Jibei woke up, it was still dark.

Compared with him, Bi Zihao was obviously not so tired, nor did he stay awake for several nights like him.But before going to bed, Bi Zihao stared at Fang Jibei for a full hour, so the two woke up almost at the same time.

"Is your voice any better? Shall I go get honey water again?" Bi Zihao was startled when he opened his mouth—his voice was low and hoarse, as if he had suppressed it after patience.

"Xiao Bi, your voice..." Fang Jibei said, his voice was much better, and he couldn't hear the hoarseness from the night before, "You only care about me, but you don't take care of yourself?"

"Cough... my throat is fine. It's a normal phenomenon when I wake up in the morning. Just say a few more words." The truth is absolutely not to be told, not to mention that he doesn't want to admit that he will see this guy dry mouth .

Fang Jibei didn't think about it too much, he listened to his voice, he was relieved, and got up to do things.

Bi Zihao hurriedly pulled him back, and said: "It's too early, Your Majesty, you were overworked the past few days, you'd better sleep a little longer."

Fang Jibei looked at the sky outside, and it was indeed too early, so he smiled and said: "It seems that people are still old, and it's not like fighting on the battlefield without sleep for several days, but they are so tired..."

"Worrying is more tiring than hard work, it's normal." Bi Zihao said, sitting up halfway, and then covered Fang Jibei with a quilt, "I'm so tired and want to get up early, do you really think you are made of iron?"

Fang Jibei lay obediently on the bed, staring at Bi Zihao, not intending to sleep at all.Bi Zihao was a little guilty when he saw him, and said: "Go to sleep, rest for a few days, and you still have to be busy."

"Can't sleep..." Fang Jibei said innocently, "I've slept too much, I'm not sleepy anymore."

"Let's talk for a while, and wait until dawn before getting up." Bi Zihao said.

Fang Jibei looked at him directly, as if he didn't know what to say.Bi Zihao was uncomfortable seeing him, and said: "You can say whatever you think now."

"I'm thinking, this time Enke didn't find anyone in criminal law, so he didn't conduct a scientific examination in this area. Those people in the Ministry of Officials can't make a clear decision on the case, and they can't be counted on at all..."

"Your Majesty, I want you to rest, not to keep thinking about these things!" Bi Zihao interrupted him, and said, "Talk about something lighter, such as the things you were happy about when you were young, Your Majesty..."

"Are you happy..." Fang Jibei whispered, his eyes were a little blank, "Probably, I was happy when I was an apprentice in the Hou Family Martial Arts Academy and was with Xiaohong..."

He has always been rough, where did he have such an expression.Bi Zihao watched from the sidelines, feeling uneasy for some reason.Although he was making a cliché by asking this question, he was not happy when Fang Jibei really said it.

Quietly listening to Fang Jibei talking about how poor his family was when he was a child, fortunately he had some strength and went to the martial arts hall to help.The owner of the gym has only one daughter, seeing that he is very talented and has many brothers in the family, so he wants him to marry and inherit the martial arts gym.He and the Hou family's daughter were childhood sweethearts, so they made an appointment.

But in this world, beautiful things are always the source of evil, even if it is not the source of evil intentionally.

"The next thing is very simple. The magistrate fell in love with Xiaohong and snatched her away. Uncle Hou went to sue the officials, but was imprisoned and died for no reason. Then I..." Fang Jibei actually laughed Laughing, he said, "I know we can't fight, so I just sneaked into the prefect's mansion at night and killed the prefect and his son, but Xiaohong..."

His smile was already bleak, but it froze on his lips at this moment: "She committed suicide... They said that she was still calling my name when she died. I... But I couldn't save her..."

Bi Zihao was shocked.

Although it happened before Emperor Chengzhao ascended the throne, he had heard about it.He remembered that the murderer seemed to be...

"Murder pays for my life, but the successor magistrate and the predecessor have a bit of hatred, and many villagers have come out to intercede for me, and even raised money to hire a famous lawyer for me. Most of the lawyers are not good people, and the reputation of Zhao lawyers is not very good. But he actually helped me make a deal..."

Fang Jibei's eyes flickered.

"Before he left, he said something to me, and I remember it to this day. He said, my life was picked up from Da Weilu. If the regulations were not too vague, I wouldn't just It's a matter of distribution. If the people didn't understand the law, their lawyers wouldn't have gained such a reputation. Of course, if it wasn't for the protection of the lawless officials, Xiaohong and Uncle Hou would not have died..."

Fang Jibei stopped talking and started to be in a daze.Looking at his expression, Bi Zihao felt a little pain.

When he got better, Fang Jibei got up and continued to deal with official duties.These days I am only busy with the imperial examination, and other things have been put on hold.

"You're not in good health. Take another day off. Let Ren Tian follow me today." It's Zhaori, Fang Jibei stopped Bi Zihao from going to court, and said, "It's still early, sleep more, in a few days Still busy."

Fang Jibei took care of Bi Zihao like a younger brother. Although he was the fourth eldest in the family, only one of the above three survived.And he is relatively strong, and he has always taken care of his younger siblings.Later, when I went to the martial arts school, I did everything, and taking care of others has become a habit.

Bi Zihao wanted to get up and follow Fang Jibei, but when he pressed him, he felt a little strange.He swallowed hard, watched Fang Jibei tuck up the quilt for him, and then walked away.

"Mingming is so cold, why...it seems to be very hot..."

This question did not exist for too long, because after the absence of a person, the temperature and temperature in the bedroom quickly returned to normal, leaving only Bi Zihao lying on the bed repeatedly, doing things that are not humane.

"That guy obviously needs something, but he never looks for maids or concubines. Could it be that he is so devoted to that little red, who has been dead for many years, and he still misses it?"

After dealing with the recent frequent attacks of desire, Bi Zihao muttered a few words unhappily, then got up.

Once Fang Jibei is not around, the bedroom will look deserted and empty, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.After Bi Zihao finished washing and washing, he sat down at the table and felt that he had nothing to do.

Picking up the daily life note and reading it, I couldn't help laughing several times.Thinking back to the beginning, how could he think that guy was the kind of person who was so smart that he lied, obviously the kind who put all his thoughts on his face and could say whatever he thought in his heart, idiot.

That guy's intelligence does not lie in those intrigues.His cleverness is reflected in his hard work, how to govern the country, and how to make the people live better.

How to win power, how to secure a seat, how to balance the forces in the court... He doesn't need to think about these things, as long as he is always like that, many people will support him.For example Kong Zhigao, such as Nintendo.

As the prime minister, Kong Zhigao was obviously very competent. He balanced the old and new forces in the court very well, and he also controlled the military power well.And he does not allow anyone to dominate the court, even including himself.

As for Ren Tian, ​​although his literary talent is poor, he has good martial arts skills and a high level of vigilance. It seems that he is also protecting Fang Jibei at the same time.The two of them are really one master outside and one master inside, they take good care of Fang Jibei.

Thinking of this, Bi Zihao was a little unhappy, picked up a brush and blank rice paper, and wrote and drew on it for a long time, venting his depression.

"Hmph, what's so great, I'm not the only one who can write articles and help him with his papers." Bi Zihao snorted coldly and said to himself.

He didn't realize the weirdness of his state of mind at the moment, and he didn't realize that his mind was full of personnel matters related to Fang Jibei.

Every face of Fang Jibei flashed across his mind, and finally settled on the expression he had when he told himself about the past the day before yesterday.

"Do you want to take the law exam... Although I don't have much experience in judging cases, I can memorize the laws of all dynasties and generations. Anyway, there will be no more exams for a while, so I should have time to come up with exam questions."

Thinking of this, Bi Zihao was more excited, so he picked up another blank paper and started writing.

While writing, I thought, what kind of expression would he see? He should be happy. That guy can read a lot of words now, let him see for himself...

Thinking of that guy's silly smile, Bi Zihao couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and dimples appeared on his lips.

Fang Jibei was really happy.He searched everywhere in the dynasties to no avail, but he did not expect that people who were proficient in the laws of various dynasties were by his side.

He looked even more silly when he was happy, smiling happily and innocently, like a child.Bi Zihao was stunned again when he saw his unattractive smiling face.

"Little Bi, you really know everything, you're amazing." The happy Fang Jibei even gave Bi Zihao a hug, and then continued to study the part he had finished writing so far.

"I just memorized the laws of various dynasties, but I haven't settled the case..."

Fang Jibei sighed and interrupted him: "I heard that in the previous dynasty, there was a Qi Shangshu who was like a god in judging cases. I heard that he could memorize the laws of all dynasties. At the same time, he has rich experience in judging cases and is impartial."

Bi Zihao was taken aback.

Fang Jibei shook his head: "He was dispatched farther away than me. I sent someone to pick him up, but he is still on the way. Even if he can be found, whether he will come back is still another matter...

"Xiao Bi, you also know that there were not many capable ministers left in the previous dynasty. The only few who either committed suicide or lived in seclusion in the countryside. No one... except you, the ministers of the previous dynasty, and no one They are willing to help me. All they think about is how to regain power, how to deceive us who don’t understand anything, and restore everything to the way it was before.”

Bi Zihao stretched out his hand and touched Fang Jibei's shoulder: "Your Majesty, some people will be selected in the imperial examination this time, and they will help you. I... will help you too."

Fang Jibei smiled: "Xiao Bi, I killed so many people and forced the emperor of Dawei to death, don't you hate me?"

Bi Zihao was shocked, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, which made him stunned for a moment.

Panic, uncomfortable.But it seems that flustered is flustered, he no longer put himself by his side, uncomfortable is uncomfortable, he doubts.Although he habitually calculated the due response and possible consequences in his mind, the emotions in his heart continued to hinder his thinking.

"Your Majesty, have you never believed me?" Bi Zihao blurted out without clarifying his thoughts, in a hurt tone.

Fang Jibei patted him on the shoulder: "Xiao Bi, maybe the palace is very complicated. In such an environment, you must learn to protect yourself. But after all, you don't have much life experience. Although your hatred is well concealed, The killing intent cannot be concealed."

In the beginning, he thought about killing him, but now...

Bi Zihao bit his lip and did not speak, letting Fang Jibei's voice slip past his ears.

"Xiao Bi, you and Emperor Chengzhao must have been together for many years. I'm not surprised that you resent me, and I don't think you are wrong. I just hope that no matter what happens, the common people will not be implicated."

Fang Jibei looked at him and stood up slowly.

"Bi Zihao, I will appoint you as deputy prime minister, and all expenses will be handled according to Wu Sansheng. Now that the imperial court is in short supply, it cannot build a new house for you. How about you pick and choose those confiscated by the former ministers?"

Bi Zihao's expression changed: "Are you afraid that I will harm you?"

He knew it was stupid as soon as he said it, how much power should the deputy prime minister have in his hands, and he was not so wary of others.

"Xiao Bi, you are very powerful, even better than Wu Sansheng and even Lao Kong." Fang Jibei shook his head and said, "It's too inferior for you to be a small housekeeper."

Bi Zihao didn't respond.

"Although you don't need to kneel down to thank the emperor, you should say "I heard it"?" Fang Jibei said seeing him like this.

"No." Bi Zihao shook his head and looked up at him, "I don't want to leave the palace, I don't want to be a deputy prime minister. I..."

I want to stay by your side and watch you go step by step and see how this country will change in your hands.

"It doesn't matter if you don't leave the palace. If you want, you can continue to live in the palace, and you can save money." Fang Jibei replied, "But the deputy prime minister must be done, so that it is convenient for you and me. And there is no need to worry about keeping daily records.”

"No." Bi Zihao continued to shake his head, "Most concurrently, I absolutely don't want to give up the official position of living and living!"

Fang Jibei thought for a while: "Okay, Deputy Prime Minister, I will also serve as a housekeeper..."

"Wrong, it's a living room person who also serves as the deputy prime minister." Bi Zihao interrupted him.