Chapter 31: Ten Thousand Liberty (2)

The Shangshu Room is not far from the east of Ganqing Gate. There are five spacious Shangshu Rooms, two of which are prepared for the masters for rest, and the others are classrooms.

When the emperor arrived, he was reading in it, which was a section in the "Great Learning": "...Mr. Mu Muwen, respecting and being a king, stopping by benevolence. Being a minister, stopping by respect; being a son, stopping by filial piety; being a father, stopping by kindness; being a fellow countryman, stopping by faith."

Listening to the clear sound of reading in the study room, the emperor stood there in a daze as if he had remembered something. Wen Qing took a step forward: "Your Majesty, the master (Beijing dialect, the sun) is too strong, should I go inside?"

"Oh, oh." The emperor agreed casually, but instead went up to the entrance of the study room, he turned into the hut where the masters were resting.

Since the Qing Dynasty established the dynasty, it attached great importance to the education of princes. Shangshufang even taught them the education of the princes since the age of 6. The selected masters were divided into Manchu and Han, and they were all well-educated. Now the chief masters in Shangshufang are Grand Secretary Zhuo Bingtian, other masters include Jia Zhen, Minister of Personnel, Cheng Tinggui, Censor of the Censorate, and Linggui, the clan.

Zhuo Bingtian had just received the order and was about to explain it to others and handed over the errands in the study. While he was talking, the door opened and the emperor and Wenqing walked in. Everyone was stunned and hurriedly knelt down to see the emperor: "My teacher, Zhuo Bingtian, please be at peace with the emperor!"

"Get up." When we met the ministers, the emperor could no longer do a minor act as he had just done. Instead, the little eunuch Xu was supported and sat on the kang in Zhilu: "What's wrong, is it that I was at the wrong time? Why didn't I talk anymore?"

"Reply to the emperor!" Zhuo Bingtian hurriedly replied: "Please forgive the old minister for his great disrespect! I need to study the emperor first!"

"Okay. I know, it's just a white dragon fish suit, which is easy to be deceived by fish and shrimp. The last time Shen Huai went to this chapter." The emperor was really unimaginable when facing such an old minister, so he had to speak kindly and perfunctorily: "Hasn't I left the palace yet? Moreover, Kong Xiu is also my loyal minister. Even if you don't say it, he will not allow me to act rashly."

"Yes!" Wen Qing made a fuss: "What the emperor said is very much. One of the responsibilities of a slave is to ensure that the emperor cannot do anything rash."

"Listen, he will climb along the way!"

After a few jokes, the emperor unfolded the memorial in his hand: "This is a new copy from Yang Dianbang, Liangjiang. The content is about changing the canal transport to sea transport. There are many difficulties! Let me show you."

Zhuo Bingtian took the folded book from the eunuch, looked at it ten lines at a glance, and handed it to the person next to him: "What does the emperor mean?"

"The canal transport is changed to sea transport. This matter must not be stranded due to the difficulties in the canal transport. There are many people in the canal transport, and there are no less than tens of thousands of people. If there is no good charter,..." The emperor wiped his lips, and he felt a little embarrassed: "Have you heard about Guangxi?"

"Yes, I have already seen Di Zhuan."

"That's it. Guangxi is located in a remote place and will not harm much. The places where the Cao Gang are located are the foundation of our Qing Dynasty. If something happens in the southeast half of the wall, the sky will collapse and the earth will fall. Therefore, the Cao Gang Gang must not appear. The Cao Gang is not allowed to have food and clothing caused by the reform of the canal transportation."

"Old ministers' proposal," Zhuo Bingtian nodded immediately, saying: "It is just that the emperor's reform of the canal transportation will inevitably involve the livelihood of the canal gang and the canal tutors. This matter still needs to be discussed from a long time."

"I know, I know. So I came here just to hear what the masters in the study have. " He looked around and looked at Cheng Tinggui sat there shaking his head and tail, without a moment of steady urgency, as if he had something to say, and said immediately: "Lingxiang, say something boldly, don't worry."

Cheng Tinggui hurriedly stood up: "Emperor, my subordinates believe that the matter of grain transportation should be slow or urgent. If you fail to do it, it will cause inappropriateness."

"Oh? Do you think so?" The emperor looked at him with interest: "Tell me seriously?"

"Yes!" With the encouragement of the emperor, Cheng Tinggui also came to the courage. He said: "The matter of the canal transportation was passed down from the previous dynasty. After the revision of the rules of the ancestors and ancestors of our dynasty, it has been 200 years since then. In addition to transporting the canal rice in the north, the northern goods can be transported to the south through the waterway, and the people along the canal can have a place to live and establish a life. It is actually the lifeline of my Daqingshui Road. Tao Yunting, a Taoist dynasty, rashly wrote a letter to invite the emperor's favor and change the course, but it attracted public resentment and finally gave up halfway..."

He also wanted to continue to say that the emperor slapped his hand on the table on the kang: "You are confused!"

Everyone was startled and hurriedly left the table and knelt down: "As the governor of Liangjiang, Tao Yunting was in office, worked diligently and worked hard. Even if there were occasional mistakes, it was not something that a pedantic man like you could evaluate. What's more, the matter of the canal transportation has gone through 200 years, and there are countless disadvantages, and it is even more time to change. Otherwise, the court would take out a large sum of silver but raise a bunch of worms in vain, which would be inappropriate?"

"The minister is confused, the minister is confused! Please punish the emperor!"

"You all... get up." He felt a little regretful for no reason. He waved his hand to let the few people stand up again. He said: "Lengxiang's words just now cannot be completely wrong. After 200 years of Cao Transportation, it has indeed become the only hero of the Qing Dynasty's prosperity. However, to this day, there are too many accumulated malpractices in the Cao Transportation. I have seen the memorials that Tao Yunting passed the imperial examination for the emperor, but there are more than ten kinds of bad rules in the Cao Transportation! What kind of fish, comedy, sued rice, are full of ways and many names. As long as you attach a little, you can delay payment, pay less, or even not pay! So what about the difference? It can only be distributed to the common people!"

"Not to mention the bad rules of prefectures such as kicking and taking off. Whenever the food is paid, it will cause public grievances. The common people will swallow their anger and let others exploit it. What about the future? If someone climbs up and calls, it will be a decay in the southeast! People, hehe, are they so easy to bully? Qin Shihuang unified the **, what a hero..."

Wen Qing heard that he was a little overwhelmed and quickly interrupted: "The emperor's words are so great. We should follow them."

The emperor also noticed that his words were off topic, so he restrained himself: "Not only the common people, but also the Cao Gang itself, aren't it also deeply harmed by bad rules? Are there fewer hardships in the canal? Every time he passes, there are officials who check it out and spend money to buy roads everywhere. It was originally a gift from Tianyu, but what he could get in the end was just a meal of food and clothing."

"The emperor is in the ninth level, and the holy heart is concerned about the common people. I think that no matter the people in Jiangnan or the Cao Gang, they will be grateful to the heavens."

The emperor was really annoyed to the compliments that the ministers often said without any nutrition, and was unable to change: "I am not here today to hear you praise you. I would rather discuss how to solve the problem of the canal transportation?"

After a long discussion, the king and his ministers could not come up with a practical solution. After all, they were in the nine levels and could only make decisions based on the content described in the memorial of the minister. Even if they did not feel like they were looking for fish, they could not escape the ridicule of making a car behind closed doors. It was not until Jia Zhen gave up class and knelt down at the door that the emperor and others were distracted: "Is it Yuntang here? Is the class here?"

"Yes!" Jia Zhen is a typical Neo-Confucian master. He is a regular step and refuses to go beyond the line. Even if the emperor does something wrong or says something wrong, he will refute it in person without hesitation. Fortunately, he didn't see it when he came just now, otherwise he would have made each other sad. Why bother?
Chapter completed!