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The first thousand four hundred and ninety chapters divide the imperial power!

Zhao Zhen was not interested in the greed and nothing in elementary school. After all, what if this greed is caught? Stop it, but it cannot stop all greed and nothing, but he is very interested in Feng Jing's theory, which is the so-called shortcoming theory.

"What you mean is that the good or bad court does not depend on how many good things they have done, but on how many bad things happen. If there are few such bad things and many greed in front of the people, then in the hearts of the people, this court is a good court?"

Feng Jing looked at Zhao Zhen in surprise. Unexpectedly, someone could understand his words here. He reached out and led his hand to the canteen. As he walked, he asked: "I still don't know the name of this brother Taizun?"

"Uh... My surname is Emperor!"

"It was Brother Huang. As Brother Huang said, the great things done by the court are often brilliant throughout the ages, and the officials are even more of a saint. But will the people see these? Will they see the role of the officials in destroying Dali in the south? Maybe, but they just strengthened their courage. They will see the role of regaining Yanyun? Maybe, but they will see more horses."

Having said that, we can't say anything more. The three of them are smart people, and Feng Jing's meaning is also very obvious. The people will only see things related to their own interests, just like people in the world.

The emperor's thinking often cannot touch the people, and the people's thinking will not touch the emperor.

Zhao Zhen suddenly laughed: "This reminds me of an allusion! One day I happened to meet an old farmer farming in the fields. I went to ask for a bowl of water, so I asked him: How did the emperor live every day? Do you know what the old farmer answered?"

Fu Bi and Feng Jing were puzzled, and Zhao Zhen pushed open the small door of the canteen: "The old farmer replied: How else can he survive? It's probably just a golden hoe!"

Zhao Zhen walked into the small canteen and it was obvious that the children had eaten it. The white rice in the rice bucket was invisible at all. It should be good to eat white rice. This kind of fine grain was rare in the past. Although the dishes were not good, it was not difficult to swallow.

Zhao Zhen took a bowl of white rice leisurely, poured some vegetable soup, and started eating it. Fu Bi, who had just reacted, was so scared that he was scattered. Here the official family completely abandoned the rules in the palace...

Feng Jing, who was standing at the door, shouted and understood what Zhao Zhen meant, and walked over and looked at Zhao Zhen and said, "What do you mean is the old farmer a frog in the well? But without this old farmer, where does the white rice you are holding in your hand come from?!"

Zhao Zhen pointed to the side: "Sit down and eat, the gentleman's courtesy, eat without saying anything, sleep without saying anything!"

Fu Bi stepped forward and sat down beside Zhao Zhen, and had a meal like Zhao Zhen. Feng Jing, who was beside him, felt uncomfortable and had a lot of words to say, but he couldn't say them.

After Zhao Zhen finished eating, he drank the water for rinsing his mouth, and then he finished the leftovers voraciously, stared at him and said, "Brother Huang hasn't answered my question yet."

Zhao Zhen pointed to the rice bowl and said, "You can see that these foods are not leftovers, and the children eat roughly the same, white rice and vegetable soup. These are the foods that ordinary people eat. How good can you eat?

The court gave the supplement, but you didn't know the difficulties of the primary school's supervising school. You just thought that the food should be well-liked and that the money should be spent on it, but you didn't see the other expenses of the primary school.

You should know that the money of the teacher in elementary school is also in this subsidy, and the money of the helper is also in the subsidy. It is indeed natural, but as you said, most people will only see bad things, but you do not see good things."

"So, Feng Jing is also a frog in the well!"

Fu Bi stood by and said nothing. He knew that this was the official's examination for Feng Jing, but he had different views on Feng Jing and Zhao Zhen. The two of them stood at different positions and saw naturally different things.

Zhao Zhen looked at Feng Jing's dissatisfied look and smiled: "The old farmer farming in the field all day long, and what he knows is his own life, and the people around him are the same, so he has such a vision. And what you teach and educate people here comes from books, hear from literati, and see from Shendu City, so he is only in his own circle.

However, the comments you wrote are criticizing current problems and have made great achievements. However, there are many scholars among them. It is not just to be passionate about eliminating current problems. It also requires good methods of reform. If there is no, it is better not to be."

Feng Jing nodded and said, "Brother Huang's words are reasonable, and Feng Jing has limited knowledge, so in his comments, he only supports the elimination of current problems and the changes in the government. He is also thinking about how to change these days."

Zhao Zhen suddenly became interested: "Then tell me what you think!"

Feng Jing was also teased to the itchy place, pointing to the pavilion in the school and said, "The school is small, with only one pavilion resting, two officials invite you!"

Obviously, he also regarded Zhao Zhen as a court official, and was able to meet two court officials, one of whom was a Hanlin bachelor, and Feng Jing was quite satisfied.

The pavilion was not big and just enough for four people to sit opposite each other. Three people were more than enough. There was a cushion on the ground and it was great to sit on the ground. The servant Fu Bi brought to get a tea set and make tea quickly.

Feng Jing had already seen that Zhao Zhen's position was above Fu Bi. Fu Bi always followed his leader whenever he did things, so he gave up the host and guest seat and sat down.

"Since you have seen Feng Jing's comments, you should also know that the biggest difficulty of the court is checks and balances. Although it is good to stack beds and houses, it is long and slow, and simple things will be delayed for a long time. If Your Majesty had not acted vigorously, you would not know what time it was. What you were worried about was that the officials had too much power, abused their power, and formed a clique for personal gain."

This is what I meant. Zhao Zhen and Fu Bi nodded repeatedly: "I don't know what you think?"

Feng Jing said confidently: "The censor should be used as the supervisor! Your Majesty set up a patrol. The second department of Supervision will supervise local officials. Why not use the censor to supervise court officials? In this way, both the officials can be supervised and the officials can be delegated power!"

Fu Bi smiled and said, "The Censor was originally responsible for supervision!"

Feng Jing shook his head and said, "The censor is in charge of supervising all officials, inspecting counties, correcting criminal prisons, and rectifying the rituals. But in the end, only supervisors are not in charge. There were fifteen people in the Tang Dynasty, but in the Song Dynasty, it was reduced to only six people. How could these six people be able to observe the six ministries and hundreds of departments in all aspects? What's more, the rank is only seventh rank!"

Zhao Zhen looked at Feng Jing and said, "What do you mean is to give the Censor a higher rank and jurisdiction?"

"That's right!" Feng Jing nodded firmly and said, "Although relying on laying down beds and building houses can limit the power of officials, it has great disadvantages. It is better to delegate power to supervise the censor, let him pick all officials and convict him!"

"Conviction and punishment?!" Fu Bi's voice rose in vain and his expression became extremely ugly. In the Song Dynasty, the only one who could convict and punish officials! Officials could only submit memorials to impeach. Whether they were guilty in the end depends on the judgement of the officials.

Now that Feng Jingyu is not shocking, he will never stop. The sentence of conviction is to divide the important part of the imperial power. Is that so great?
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