Crossing Prince Yinren

Fireworks flickered in the dark night sky, and Li Qufei was studying hard against the lights in the Henan Guild Hall outside Chongwenmen. He looked up in surprise and asked, "Whose family is celebrating what?"

Facing him, the book boy Xiao'er was holding a brush and studying in a serious manner. He would lick his icy fingertips from time to time. He lifted his eyes and looked up, stomped his feet and said excitedly, "I'll go find out." ran out the door.

Li Qufei couldn't stop him, shook his head, and buried his head in the book again.

After a while, he came back with a smile, holding a big roasted sweet potato, blowing on it until it was hot, changing his hands back and forth, and said with joy on his face: "Young master, I have asked clearly, it is Chengjun Prince's mansion who added a little boy today. Elder brother, we are celebrating! Son, isn’t Chengjun Wang the one who sent us a post asking us to attend the literary conference?”

Li Qufei also flashed a gleam of joy when he heard the words, but then frowned: "Yes, the Chengjun Prince is happy with his son, and the County Prince's Mansion is probably going to be busy for a few days. It seems that this literary meeting will not be able to be held."

Xiao'er was shocked: "Ah?" He hurriedly said again, "I heard what Yanqing and the others in the courtyard said, and I don't know if it's accurate."

While talking, he forgot to change hands while holding the sweet potato, he was so hot that he gasped.Li Qufei put down the book, took the sweet potato and broke it in half, steaming hot from the soft flesh, filling the room with a tempting and sweet aroma, which immediately made the stomachs of the two growl.

Giving half of it to Xiao'er, Li Qufei couldn't wait to take a bite, and he was blown by the heat, and said: "Look at the direction where the fireworks are set off, it's probably the Chengjun Prince's Mansion, it seems that this literary meeting is hopeless It's gone." There was some regret between the brows, but he was not too disappointed, and then he turned his attention elsewhere, "Who gave you this sweet potato?"

Xiao'er saw that he didn't care, and didn't pay attention to that, and replied: "It's Yanqing, he and Danyun are warming up at the rose frame." She wrinkled her face a little unhappy, "My lord, you Why did you promise Mr. Zhang and the others to move to the guild hall? Isn’t the place we lived in a good place? Even if you think it’s broken, we have money now, so we can rent another place.”

Li Qufei asked sharply: "Xiaoer, did someone bully you?"

Xiao'er flattened her mouth a little aggrieved.

In view of the fact that Father Li is so capable of offending people, more than half of the people in the entire Henan Guild Hall have offended him to the death even if they themselves have not had a holiday with him. You can't live in the guild hall.Now, although Li Qufei seemed to have a bright future, the guild hall showed his favor to him, and he didn't want to offend Xiangzi, so he moved in again, but although these people didn't embarrass him face to face, they couldn't help but laugh underneath angry.

Thinking of this, Li Qufei said apologetically: "Xiao'er, you have been wronged. The spring is coming soon, and we will move out immediately after the spring."

Xiao'er hurriedly said: "My lord, I'm fine, but someone said a few weird words. It's nothing, don't be in such a hurry to move."

Li Qufei smiled and patted his head.

Xiao'er gnawed on a sweet potato, suddenly remembered something, and said mysteriously: "Young master, I heard that after Master Duanmu invited us to drink that day, we haven't seen each other since he went back to his hometown in Fujian!"

"Ah?" Li Qufei was surprised, "It will be Chunwei in ten days or so, why is he coming home at this time?"

Xiao'er said: "I heard that something happened to his family's business."

Li Qufei knew that Duanmu's family was a family of merchants, and he was still puzzled: "What kind of important business matter can be bigger than the imperial examination? Where did you hear about it?" Duanmu's family in Fujian is just a family of merchants. The family can go to a higher level, what kind of major event can make them call back the younger generation of the family who are about to take the exam?

Xiao'er said, "It was Master Zhou's Shutong brother Yiying who told me."

The young master Zhou in Xiao'er's mouth refers to Zhou Wanggu, who came from the same place as Duan Mulin, if it came from him, it must be true.Li Qufei thought for a while, finished his sweet potato in two or three bites, and continued to bury his head in the book.

Because the Prince of Cheng County wanted to add Liner, the literary meeting was canceled. In fact, Li Qufei was surprised. There is no pity not to go to the time of the book.On that day, several scholars from the nearby guild hall and our guild hall came to look for him.

A scholar in this guild hall who is famous for his talent first said with a smile that was not a smile: "Brother Li, isn't it the time for the Wenhui of the King of Chengjun today? Why doesn't Brother Li go out?"

Another scholar who came with him said disapprovingly: "Zizhou, today we came here to ask for some serious advice, what are you doing so weirdly?"

The scholar who spoke first curled his lips when he heard the words, and did not speak again.

Li Qufei was very surprised, did he know the arrogance of this and that scholar, and he also recognized that these people were all famous talents nearby, so he wondered what happened to them.A handsome gentleman in blue shirt standing by the door sized him up and asked straight to the point: "Brother Li, we came here to ask you what you think of the 'scaling into the mother' that is being discussed in the court. view?"

Li Qufei was stunned.

Huang Bing, the former governor of Shandong Province in the autumn of last year, submitted a memorial. He said that all parts of his territory were suffering from drought and people's livelihood was difficult. He asked the emperor to allow the abolition of the local Dingyin and collect it on the land to relieve the people's poverty. The emperor immediately handed over the memorial to the Ministry of Household Affairs. Discuss with Jiuqing, Zhan Shi, and Ke Dao, and the world is shaken.

After Li Qufei passed the provincial examination, he had heard similar arguments countless times all the way to Beijing, and he said without hesitation: "It is natural for good government to get a farmer into the mu. I have seen the current state of the world all the way to Beijing. The rich are sitting on thousands of hectares, and the poor have nothing. It is really unfair that they all bear the same tax in the same place.”

As soon as this remark came out, all the scholars showed joy and said, "We knew Brother Li was a sensible person!" Only the former scholar named "Zi Zhou" still sneered and said, "Brother Li said so , is it because the family is poor and has nothing to stand on?"

All the scholars showed some anger when they heard the words, and wanted to stop talking.Li Qufei was not angry, and said leisurely: "Brother Xie's family has a thousand hectares of fertile land, I think he must be against it."

This time it was Xie Zizhou who was furious.

Seeing him blushing, everyone quickly suppressed their smiles and said, "Brother Li, don't say that. Brother Xie is not the kind of person who only cares about his own self-interest. He also supports the court's good governance. Otherwise, why would he come to find you with us?"

Li Qufei asked with a smile: "Are you here to ask about your attitude?"

Everyone hurriedly said no, and another person in the room said impassionedly: "Jin waited here, but he wanted to borrow the pen of Mr. Li Yan Liu to write this "Letter to Admonish the Dukes of the Imperial Court to Early Decide to Share Ding into Mu" for the lower class! "Speaking, he took out a piece of paper from behind and spread it in front of Li Qufei.

""Remonstrance to the princes of the imperial court to decide early to enter the mother's letter"." In the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the Forbidden City, the young emperor Yinfeng leaned on the kang table, holding a stack of common-looking scholars who came to Beijing to study for the Confucian scholars in Beijing Gongqing wrote the letter, and said with a smile, "Good words, I seem to have known each other before."

A handsome young civil servant standing underground replied: "On the third day of the twelfth lunar month last year, the minister and Zhou both accompanied the emperor and Princess Ning'an out of the palace in modest clothes. This son was selling divination beside the Dongzhimen city wall. The emperor once praised him Character."

Yinreng smiled and flipped through them one by one, and read: "There are endless expenses for the folk schools, including the fees for lishu and Zhouxian scribes to make books, the fees for Lichang's meals pending trial, and the fees for yellow silk, paper, splints, ropes, comprehensive books, etc." Fees for the package... Poor people with no land and no land, now they are Ding Dang Ding, in addition to Ding Yin, and the tax is increased every year; and the family with fields and rice paddies, the food is in hand, openly leaking, and it has become a habit... Well written." He pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit."

The civil servant thanked him politely, and sat down on the chair respectfully obliquely.

His Majesty the Emperor glanced at him and said, "Ran Mo, you are so boring because you are rigid, and you still hold it like this in private."

The civil official was Ran Mo, the right servant of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and he replied sternly: "Your Majesty, there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, and etiquette cannot be discarded."

Yinfeng shook his head slightly, but in fact, he admired the attitude of this waiter who grew up with him since he was a child. He sailed for ten thousand years with care. He is so close to the center of a country's power, no matter how cautious he is Not too much.This is the attitude that a sober-minded person should maintain towards the emperor.

Yinfeng asked: "How many copies of this submission? Has anyone received it?"

Ran Mo replied: "Returning to the emperor, there are 23 people in Beijing who have received letters. The Jiuqing, Zhanshi, Kedao who presided over the discussion have all, and the great Confucians in the field have also received letters. This belongs to the minister."

"Oh?" Yinreng flipped through the remonstrance book again, with a leisurely demeanor and a slow speech speed, and the slender fingers flipping the paper were surprisingly white, "So the word should have spread by now, tell me how everyone's attitude is?"

Ran Mo replied: "Sheng Feng, the Dao of Ke Dao, said that the Dingyin of a county is divided into the acres of fields in the whole county. Guarantee, no problem in the examination of officials, is a long-term solution. Zhan Shiqiu Jiasui said that Ding follows the grain, which will make the idlers have nothing to do. It’s not fair to let the poor get away with food, and let the rich pay the silver on their behalf. The general opinions are nothing more than these two.”

Yinreng glanced at the letter of remonstrance in his hand again, and said with a smile, "Someone should check the details of Qiu Jiasui's family property. I, my parents, brothers, and my wife's and mother's families should check it out carefully, and spread it out. The businessmen in Hangzhou are so Didn’t you run a commercial newspaper for two years? Post it. The idea of ​​selling a small house to the mother was first thought up by Ningbo people. I remember that Qiu Jiasui is from Ningbo, so how could he not let his hometown know about it.”