Chapter 387 Transaction

The tree is about to grow cold and cold, and the people are in trouble.

There is a cool place under the sun, and mosquitoes and flies suck human blood.

Wang Can walked out of Xianyang Palace with a slightly slow pace. When the hot wind blew, he noticed the wetness on his back. He looked up at the dizzying sun, and his body swayed a little in an instant. When the servant who was waiting at the door saw his master coming out, he hurried over and helped him into the carriage. The servant stood outside and whispered: "Master, will you go home directly?"

There was no response in the carriage for a long time. After a long time, Wang Can sighed and said, "In the Hui tribe."

As the Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Secretariat, Wang Can has a prime minister's mansion in Taicheng, and most of the members of the Wang family of Langya live in Wuyi Lane in the south of the city.

Not only the Wang family of Langya, but also the Xie family of Chen County also lived there, but other second-rate gentry members were also near Wuyi Lane. This was the will given to Wang Can by Emperor Zhou.

Wang Can leaned on the carriage with half-squinted eyes, recalling what Emperor Zhou said in his ear just now.

"I know what you want!" Emperor Zhou's voice was a little hoarse, but he couldn't tell that he was weak. In terms of age, he was enough to be comparable to his father, but Emperor Zhou was enough to make his back feel cold at this time.

"You always think that I am suppressing the gentry. Nowadays, most of the people I trust in the court are from poor families. Wang Qing, you should know that those scholars are only willing to serve as honest officials, but they do not do practical things and support them with the money of the court. Go to the Shangshutai to ask how much money the treasury in the Great Zhou Dynasty has to support them. You go to the palace to ask the gentry. The gentry men spend a month higher than half a year! I also want to save some money to make the people of the world less hungry and take back the lost land in the north! So I never refuse to give up on the matter of the scholars in various families entering the government."

Emperor Zhou said slowly, but Wang Can was speechless when he heard it.

"But God did not follow my wishes. Now Jiankang is in a critical condition. I am willing to give in. As long as each family of your gentry produces a thousand stones of food, you can choose one young scholar from the three generations to join the government. Each family has a maximum of two."

Emperor Zhou took a breath and smiled helplessly, "Yes, I am selling official positions. This is what I hate the most. Now I take the initiative to do it. This is my concession, but if you refuse this time, or if any family does not want to donate grain, then the children of that family will not want to step into the court from now on."

Wang Can didn't speak. After knowing that Emperor Zhou had finished speaking, he thought about it before speaking: "Your Majesty, how can a scholar measure his official position in the official position?"

"This is a matter between you and the Shangshutai. After deciding the list, it will be presented to me for a review. After all, they are all children, so it's not too difficult for them."

When he returned to the mansion, Wang Can talked about this with the clan leader, and the clan leader immediately sent someone to find the elders of all races to discuss the matter.

"Wen Yuan, what do you think about this?"

The patriarch knew that Wang Can had left the palace and went back to the clan. Before he could eat lunch, he ordered someone to go to the kitchen to get some food. After waiting, he couldn't help asking.

"This move seems to be your Majesty's helpless move, but it is actually very mysterious." Wang Can pondered.

"How to talk!" the patriarch asked urgently.

"Your Majesty only allows three generations of scholars from all tribes to enter the government, and only my clan and my brother Wang Quanzhen holds important positions in our clan, and there is no one among the second generation. Other families are not as good as us. Except for the Xiao family entering the court with martial arts, the Xie family has been squeezed out of the court after Xie Hui's affairs. There are only a few people in the Zheng family, Liu family, Yuan family, and Lu family who hold some idle positions in the court, and they are old!" Wang Can talked about the current situation of the various gentry in the court one by one.

Before Xie Hui rebelled, there were two clans of Wang and Xie in the court, and the gentry and emperor were still in a even-matched state, and even had a slight advantage, so most of the clans were in peace.

It was not until Xie Hui was killed and the Xie family was in decline and left the court that all ethnic groups suddenly woke up. They no longer had the absolute right to speak in the court.

In recent years, the children of all races who have been busy trying to find ways to send them to the court, but they have been strictly guarded by Emperor Zhou and King Ling, and there has been little progress.

This "buying and sale" is undoubtedly a good opportunity for all races. Therefore, there is no need to worry that all races are reluctant to give up that little food. If Emperor Zhou had not restricted each family from choosing only two, each race could do his best to make up a few thousand stones.

The head of the Wang clan did not understand Wang Can's worries at first, but after he reminded him, he also realized that "Yuan Qingyuan is the oldest in three generations of each family, and now he is only twenty or eight. If he is a civil servant, it will take at least ten years to reach a high position in the court with his qualifications. This is still someone in the court to support him. But Yuan Zhi is still two years old at the age of resignation. The ten years in the middle are considered to be broken!"

Wang Can nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty is fighting this time difference. As long as his health can be better, ten years will be enough for him to firmly take over the government's power in his hands. By then, the gentry will never be able to get a share of the pie."

Wang Can wanted to do something, but he was still a son of the Wang family. As a gentry, he could not consider the family.

"In accordance with Wen Yuan's opinion, how should we deal with this matter?" The head of the Wang clan looked at Wang Can and asked in a deep voice.

"This time, we only select people from this, only about qualifications and character, but not about their background!" Wang Can thought for a while and replied firmly, "After these children enter the official position, I will discuss their official positions with the Secretary of the State, and finally the Majesty will decide. The official position can be imagined, but it depends on themselves if they can go."

Just then, the servant brought the food up, Wang Can sat down to have a meal, and the clan leader stood in front of the window frame and pondered.

Although he also knew that what Wang Can said was the best way, it would take some verbal slap to convince the old stubborn people in the clan.

"The candidates still have time to discuss slowly. Two thousand stones of grain are not a small amount, so we have to prepare."

Wang Can rinsed his mouth with a full stomach, then stood up and looked at the patriarch's back and said.

"Food is not a problem. The amount of grain stored on several farms in the suburbs of Beijing should be enough." The patriarch said relaxedly.

Wang Can nodded and was about to leave, "Your Majesty ordered me to lobby all races. I have to explain the key to this with each family."

When he walked to the door, he turned around and reminded the clan leader, "Uncle, Your Majesty has specially ordered that all ethnic groups not to steal grain from the people this time, otherwise they will be severely punished and not loaned. What I mean is that the current situation is better not to leave a handle for Your Majesty to arrest him."

"Okay, I know it!"

Seeing that the clan leader responded, Wang Can left straight away.

Just when the various aristocratic families were in a rampant position due to a deal made by Emperor Zhou, Zheng Wei was not idle all day long.

Last night, the two figures wearing hats kept flashing in front of her eyes, and she always felt familiar.

At first she thought she recognized Awan, so she became familiar with her. Later, she felt something was wrong.

At that time, Awan looked back and Zheng Wei was sure that she saw her.

Although she was quickly pulled away by another person, Awan did not struggle fiercely to resist, but

Zheng Wei suddenly sat up, Awan met the woman who took her away!

Moreover, the woman in the hot weather not only wore a veil, but was wrapped tightly, looking a little bloated, and she was afraid that others would recognize her.

Zheng Wei made a more bold guess, maybe the woman was afraid of recognizing her.
Chapter completed!