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What Zhang Jingche said was correct, but after serious investigation, he said a lot of correct "nonsense".

Everyone knows that the annexation of the people's fields is a long-term illness, and everyone knows that freezing three feet is not a one-day cold, and the treatment of stubborn diseases cannot be solved overnight, but he didn't mention how to do it or how to last.

It wasn't that Zhang Jingche was perfunctory on purpose, it was because he had suffered too much in "fishing for the world" - in order to relieve the worries of the East Palace, he suffered two consecutive blows of the court rod, almost costing his life, fools should learn to be smart.

If he is not in his position and does not seek his own government, the words of the ancestors are reasonable after all.

Liu Yanzhao waited for a while, but did not wait for the next sentence. He raised his head to look at Zhang Jingche, and saw that his eyes were wandering, looking a little distracted, and his mind was flying somewhere. Jiangnan has been in the wild for a few months, and the person has returned, but his heart is still outside! How to plot it and how to eradicate it, I have explained it clearly!"

Zhang Jingche lowered his eyes, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, this humble minister is in charge of Jinyiwei, and he deals with some treacherous villains all day long... There are gentlemen in the court who worry about the country and the people, you should ask them more. "

He spoke tactfully, but there are all smart people present, how could they not hear his evasion?Liu Yanzhao's eyebrows twitched, his eyes filled with real displeasure, Xu Qian made a sudden move, and quickly smoothed things over: "Master Guo asked in a hurry, Commander Zhang didn't prepare in advance, and he didn't react for a while... how about Rong He will go back and think about it, and when he thinks of a solution, it will not be too late to report to His Majesty."

Liu Yanzhao looked at Zhang Jingche, that person seemed unaware that he had just swept the Ninth Five Supreme Master's face, and lowered his eyes as if nothing had happened, seemingly respectful, but in fact he was alienated thousands of miles away.

The new emperor's chest was suffocated, and he just felt that this person went down to the south of the Yangtze River, and his mind was so wild that even Liu Yanzhao, the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, was not sure what he was thinking, and he felt an unpredictable sense of irritability. He waved his hands angrily and said, "Okay, let's go down!"

Zhang Jingche saluted, and exited the hall calmly.

He was going to leave the palace the same way, but when he was halfway there, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.Zhang Jingche stood still, looked back, and saw Guo Chen catching up quickly, out of breath, and said, "Commander Zhang...you are walking so fast."

Zhang Jingche looked back, but he didn't find the eyeliner watching him, so he asked, "Is Master Guo okay?"

Guo Chen managed to catch his breath, and said solemnly: "That day in the imperial prison, I was rescued by the commander, and I will always remember it... I heard that for the grievances of the people in the south of the Yangtze River, the commander entered the mine to find criminal evidence, This kind of heart of family and country is really admirable."

Zhang Jingche smiled: "Master Guo deliberately caught up with me, probably not just to say these things, right?"

Guo Chen paused, and lowered his voice: "Is it really impossible for the commander to think about the aristocratic family's annexation of Mintian?"

Zhang Jingche was a little helpless: "Did Mr. Guo ever hear that if he is not in his position, he will not seek his own government?"

Guo Chen was slightly taken aback.

"Jin Yiwei is the Son of Heaven's pro-army, and he is in charge of the errands of supervising officials and prisons, which is enough to be eye-catching," Zhang Jingche said in a low voice, "Now he has to intervene in the national economy and the people's livelihood... Do you think he died not fast enough?"

Guo Shangshu grew up reading the words of the sages, and his mind was filled with "making a life for the people", but he forgot about it.Now awakened by Zhang Jingche's words, he was stunned for a moment before he said: "Commander Zhang's words are reasonable, and it's really difficult for me to force others... It's just that the stubborn illnesses are not cured, and it is the Li people who suffer after all. Thinking of the tragic situation of the refugees in the south of the Yangtze River, I In this heart..."

His voice suddenly stopped, and the circles of his eyes suddenly turned red.

Zhang Jingche observed the words and expressions, and knew that his heart was really hurting, so he couldn't help sighing secretly: Nowadays, the wind and rain are turbulent, and the country is turbulent, and there are many people with corpses and vegetarian meals... The reason why he managed to maintain it is nothing more than the fact that there are still a few roots in the wall full of rotten wood and dung. The pillars of the sky support this mountain and river that is riddled with holes.

He was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little low: "There is no other way than a thorough investigation... But the emperor has not long since ascended the throne, and now is not a good time to turn against the family, so we can only bear it for the time being. Wait until later." In a year or two, first try to divide the major families, and then break them one by one, maybe there is still room for recovery."

Guo Chen frowned and paused: "We can wait, but the common people can't wait. In another year or two... Hey, I'm afraid that the Guizhou head of refugees will be overwhelmed again."

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed, and walked away with his back bent.

For the next few days, Zhang Jingche worked as usual, as if the disturbance in the Qinzheng Palace had never happened, and everything was as before... except that there was suddenly a Dingbianhou in the small courtyard of the Zhang Family.

After the oolong that night, Zhang Jingche hadn't seen Yang Fan for a few days. He thought it would be over after a long time, but who knew that the guy surnamed Yang didn't know which muscle was wrong, and he didn't understand what Commander Zhang was doing. After a lot of painstaking efforts, he ran to the Zhang family instead.

After turning on the lights that day, Zhang Jingche was sitting alone in the study, when he suddenly heard three knocks outside the window, and then someone came in through the window, and his footsteps landed lightly on the ground.

Zhang Jingche didn't need to look to know that it was an unexpected visitor who came to the door to cheer the autumn breeze.

He didn't raise his head, and sighed slightly: "Master Hou has a high status, so he can come in through the main entrance in a dignified way, why do you want to fly through the window and walk over the wall? I don't know, I thought my house was some kind of shameful place. "

Yang Fan crossed his legs and got on the Arhat couch, and poured a cup of tea carelessly: "Didn't it mean that a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief? Entering through the main entrance, how can it be as wonderful as stealing incense and jade?"

This idiot surnamed Yang saw that the sky was full of talk, Zhang Jingche took it seriously at first, fearing that if he didn't respond properly, this rare friendship would be ruined, so he tossed and turned for several days.Later, I heard a lot, and knew that this man was a dandy in Fireworks and Willow Lane, so he took it easy, raised his eyelids, and gave him an annoyed look: "Stealing incense and jade? I have neither fragrance nor Yu... If Lord Hou wants to hug left and right, turn left when you go out, and you will be two streets away from the drunken red building, so walk slowly!"

Yang Fan chuckled, although he was squeezed out, he seemed to be in a good mood.Relying on his thick skin, he forced his way to Zhang Jingche's side, and looked at the table with his head: "It's... densely packed, what is it painted on?"

Zhang Jingche: "Fish scale map."

Yang Fan was stunned: "...what?"

Zhang Jingche put down his pen, pointed to the album and explained: "Arrange and draw the houses, forests, ponds, and fields in each place, and then indicate the number of each piece of land, the name of the owner, the number of acres of land, the area, and the grade of the land. , there is a comprehensive map of land in front of each volume, which looks like fish scales, so it is called 'fish scale map'."

Yang Fan heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning: "You want to use the fish scale map to sort out the acres of land in various places and reset taxes? It sounds like it is feasible."

"It can only treat the symptoms," Zhang Jingche smiled wryly, "There are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. No matter how good the national policy is implemented for a period of time, people will find loopholes... But at least it can solve the urgent need. Wait for a year or two. Now, if you sit firmly on the dragon chair, you will be able to drastically eradicate the ills."

This method is indeed feasible, but it is difficult to implement, not to mention anything else, it is not so easy to find out the actual acres of land that the aristocratic family actually controls. This hot potato is turned around, and it is very likely that it will eventually fall on the head of Jin Yiwei .

Zhang Jingche was the one who came up with the idea, and he was the one who did the work. Did he think Commander Zhang didn't have enough hatred, so he wanted to put him on the fire?

Yang Fan didn't even think about it: "You can't bring it up, let alone Jin Yiwei, otherwise, the Jingzhong family will tear you apart like a black-eyed chicken!"

Zhang Jingche didn't expect Marquis Dingbian to say such a thing, so he couldn't help but glance at him in surprise.

Yang Fan didn't pay attention, and murmured to himself: "Well, you draw up the paperwork and ask Guo Chen to hand it in—he is the Minister of the Household Department, and the paperwork should be handed over. He accepted your favor in the imperial prison before, so he probably wouldn't." Refuse. As for who will do it... If the Holy Majesty does not call the name, you should not know, if you do, it’s okay, I have a way to push it for you.”

Zhang Jingche's heart became hot - the new emperor regarded him as a sharp blade and a favorite, and he was eager to squeeze out the last bit of use value; although Guo Chen thought of his kindness, he finally regarded the people of the country more seriously... No one is like Yang Fan As if, he kept his situation and safety in mind, and did everything possible to plan a turnaround for him.

Not for profit, not for family and country, just for him alone.

Zhang Jingche stared straight at Yang Fan, his eyes were too straightforward, Ding Bianhou couldn't help touching his nose, and said cautiously: "Why, there is something on my face?"

Zhang Jingche shook his head, his heart felt weak, and his tone became a little more pampering that he didn't realize: "It's nothing, I wrote down what Master Hou said...Is the dinner still served at my place? Are there any taboos?"

Yang Fan stretched his waist, and leaned on his shoulder like a boneless: "I can do whatever I want, but you, the doctor told me to rest more and worry less, and avoid greasy food, I think you are a I didn't remember either!"

He grabbed Zhang Jingche's shoulder, turned his head slightly, and saw that the collar of the man's jacket was slightly open, revealing a flawless neck.For a moment, Yang Fan suddenly felt his mouth was dry and wanted to pinch it.

Dingbianhou bit the tip of his tongue violently, suppressing this unreasonable desire and desire.

"It's not yet time," Yang Fan thought, "he has been called a 'domestic favorite' for so many years, so he must be very taboo about this kind of thing...I can't act too hastily, let's wait."

Although Yang Fan came to the door frequently, he seldom spent the night in Zhang's house. He got tired of it, so he left contentedly - he didn't go through the main entrance, but went out over the wall by repeating the old trick. You Yunwei under the eaves heard Turning around in surprise, I saw a vigorous figure quietly blending into the night.

It was Xu Shen who was on shift that night. He tilted his head and thought for a while, pretending he didn't see anything.

Sending away the troublemaker Dingbianhou, Zhang Jingche was going to finish the booklet, but for some reason, this night he was always a little restless, the tip of the pen was hanging in the air, and it couldn't fall for a long time. On the paper dripping bean big ink print.

Zhang Jingche frowned slightly, crumpled up the dirty booklet, spread out the paper again and copied it.

After tossing like this until midnight, the premonition of plague was verified—something happened in the palace.

Concubine Zhang Shu was the one who had the accident, and this is a long story: after dark that night, an assassin suddenly appeared in the palace, and the patrolling guards watched the shadow slip by the wall, and when they hurried to catch up, the man had already disappeared trace.

All the nobles lived nearby, not far away was Concubine Zhang Shu's Jiaolan Hall, the guards didn't dare to neglect, so they hurried forward to explain the reason.Concubine Zhang Shu had already fallen asleep at that time, and the palace guards on duty at night were afraid of disturbing the noble lord, so they refused to let the guards search the palace without saying anything.

Unexpectedly, this search will lead to trouble.

The guards who searched the palace did not find the assassin, but instead found a stack of letters under Concubine Shu's dresser box. The dates of inscriptions were different, but without exception, they were letters from Zhang Jingche.

The Tian Family is most taboo about passing the song secretly to the harem. The empress was shocked, and immediately took the evidence of the crime to question Concubine Shu.Concubine Shu seemed to be stunned, no matter how hard she asked, she couldn't tell the reason, she could only cry and mourn.The queen had no choice but to put him under house arrest in the palace, and then came to the Qinzheng Palace with a letter to explain the reason to Liu Yanzhao.

Liu Yanzhao was half-believing at first, but when he saw that the letter was indeed in Zhang Jingche's handwriting, he believed it unconsciously.After a closer look, what was said in the letter was mostly my daily preferences, as if it was mentioning how Concubine Shu would fight for favor, and couldn't help being furious, her lips quivered: "Come... come! Order the commander of Jin Yiwei to make Zhang Jingche enter the palace immediately !"

Zhang Jingche was woken up from the bed by someone. It was already August and the autumn wind was rising, but it wasn't too cold.When he put on his clothes and went out, he was swept upright by the night wind. He felt that the warmth from the blanket had dissipated completely, and shivered involuntarily.

The eunuch who came to the door showed no expression on his face, and bowed like a wooden man: "Master Zhang, please come with our family."

Zhang Jingche hesitated for a moment, finally put on a cloak, and nodded politely to the eunuch: "I will guide the way."

The road was long and obstructed, and Zhang Jingche knew that this matter could not be done well just by looking at the inner officer's face.After entering the Hall of Qinzheng, all the eunuchs retreated cleanly, but Liu Yanzhao stood in front of the case, holding back the anger in his eyes, tightly clutching the stack of "criminal evidence" in his hands.

Countless thoughts turned in Zhang Jingche's mind, but his expression remained calm: "This humble minister kowtows to the emperor."

Before the words finished, there was only a "bang" sound, but it was Liu Yanzhao who threw the "evidence" viciously on the ground, and the letter papers flew like snowflakes, and some of them fell in front of Zhang Jingche.

Liu Yanzhao said angrily, "You are guilty!"

Zhang Jingche knelt upright on the spot, expressionless: "This minister is guilty, please show your Majesty, where is this minister's fault?"

He pleaded guilty in his mouth, but his tone was firm. To Xindi's ears, it was like "unrepentant".Liu Yanzhao's [-]% anger instantly surged to [-]% and he pointed at Zhang Jingche with trembling fingers: "You...you are a foreign minister, colluding with the inner palace in private, there is no reason for it!"

Zhang Jingche said indifferently: "The minister and the concubine Shu have known each other since they were in the countryside. Even though they are separated by the palace wall, they still have a friendship for a while... I think that a few private greetings are not a big deal."

Liu Yanzhao stared at him with a cannibalistic expression: "A few private greetings? Private greetings... Do you need to send letters privately every now and then? Need you to take the trouble to tell her my preferences?"

He suddenly saw Zhang Jingche's boots, they were a new pair of boots, the style was exactly made by Zhang Jingsu, Liu Yanzhao's anger gathered around him, and he became angry: "Private greetings, do you need her to make boots for you? Zhang Minghuang, I don't care how much friendship you have, but now that she has entered the palace, she is my concubine!"

"You miss my concubine in every possible way, what is your intention!"