Tiantang Splendid

4174 NATIONAL IDEAS
Civilian politics has always been the prosperous age dreamed of by civil servants and sages. There is a set of rules to follow the world and rule the country according to the law, rather than the emperor who decides life and death with one word, and even the well-being of the common people depends on the wisdom or stupidity of one person.

And the foundation of the supremacy of imperial power lies in the rise and fall of generals, the two are integrated, and they are the objects that civil officials want to abandon...

Liu Jie naturally understands this truth, but he is still a little bit resentful: "With His Royal Highness's favor and trust in Fang Er, coupled with the power of the government and the opposition, once the crown prince ascends the throne, it is conceivable that Fang Er is likely to be in charge of the center for decades. , can be regarded as a generation of powerful ministers, and we will all be suppressed by him."

The thought of this filled him with depression.

Fang Jun supported the crown prince so that he could support the crown prince under the circumstance that His Majesty Li Er was determined to be easy to save. Finally, when the will was dark and the flowers were bright, the East Palace was grateful to him. Even when Fang Jun entered the East Palace, the Crown Princess did not care It is taboo to meet each other with homely makeup, which is the so-called "family goodness" among the people. It is conceivable that not only the prince is fond of him and obeys his words, but even the princess and the prince are also close to him.

The two generations of crown princes are close and trust him, as long as Fang Jun does not die suddenly, he will be in charge of the center for at least 30 or 40 years at his age... What do other civil officials think and think?
When a towering tree with deep roots and luxuriant leaves stands in front of you blocking your future, no matter how determined you are to forge ahead and make outstanding achievements, it is impossible to make further progress. How resentful and depressed will this be?
Cen Wenwen frowned, cast a glance at Liu Ji, who was depressed, and said in a slightly stern tone: "Why is Si Dao so narrow-minded? Confused!"

Liu Ji was stunned, since he joined Cen Wenwen, he has never endured such harsh words...

Cen Wenwen was also aware of his tone and attitude, so he slowed down a little, and said earnestly: "Imperial power is supreme, and monarchy is bestowed by heaven. This is an ancient truth. Who can control it? If you want to curb the imperial power from promoting civil politics, you must It is possible to work together, but it doesn't matter who is the prime minister? Whether it is Fang Jun or Si Dao, even if Xiao Yu can change his mind now, as long as he can lead the ministers to implement civil servant politics and curb the imperial power, the Since ancient times, the shortcomings of the rise and fall of empires have been made up for, so that the Tang Dynasty will last forever, and the people of the world will no longer suffer from the change of dynasties and the rise and fall of imperial power. Then our lifelong wish will be fulfilled, and the history will be described one by one. Our achievements, even after a hundred years or a thousand years, are still admired and worshiped by future generations, this life is enough!"

He spoke quickly and urgently, with agitated emotions, short of breath for a while, his face turned blood red, and his expression was agitated.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to implement civil servant politics. Civil and military competition is fine, but how can it be for the sake of inner selfish desires and the pursuit of fame and fortune that the success will fall short?
He had high hopes for Liu Jie, believing that he could inherit his political ideals, so he spared no effort to support him, and even offered his political legacy with both hands.But at this moment, I realized that how hopeful I was before, how disappointed I am now. This person may have outstanding talents, but he is narrow-minded.

Insufficient realm...

Liu Ji was stunned for a moment, then blushed, quickly got up from his seat, bowed his head to the ground, and said shamelessly: "Mr.'s teachings are like Hong Zhong Dalu, enlightening the deaf and enlightening the younger generation. Today I know my own shortcomings, and I will definitely listen to the teachings in the future. Follow through!"

Cen Wenwen took a breath and saw Liu Ji's expression of submissiveness and remorse. Although he didn't know if he realized the gap in realm, he couldn't be too harsh after all, so he eased it and said softly: "It's not me who is picky. , it is really the realm that determines the height, if you don't have a heart of compassion, how can you do the great things that will last forever?"

"The junior realizes his mistakes, so he must reflect on it at all times, and live up to his entrustment."

Liu Ji's expression became more and more panicked, and he bent even lower.

Cen Wenwen said: "You don't have to be like this. After all, you have never been in charge of the center, and you can't overlook the world from the highest level. It is normal to have a lack of character. But now that you are serving as a servant, you are one of the prime ministers, and you always ask for more money when you encounter problems." Starting from the interests of the empire and the people, tolerating the world and benefiting the common people, instead of being trapped by the self-interest of a family, missing this golden opportunity, and ultimately regretting for life."

Some things need to be experienced by oneself in order to gain some insight, rather than letting others instill them.

The truth is realized, not heard.

*****
The so-called "civilian politics", in short, means that relative power checks and balances the imperial power, so that the supreme imperial power in the world cannot act arbitrarily, and must be limited to a rule approved by the ruling and opposition parties, so that it will not be due to the mistakes of one person. As a result, the entire country committed an irreversible blunder.

This is a lofty ideal of civil servants, which has been pursued tirelessly since the Qin and Han Dynasties. Of course, this ideal has sometimes been achieved and sometimes abandoned, depending on whether the emperor is wise or not, and also depends on the foundation of the minister's ability.

Of course, this is just the most perfect ideal. In fact, even if there are occasional courtiers who can limit the imperial power, they often go astray as "power ministers". It is difficult for a powerful minister to control his heart...

But compared with the supremacy of imperial power, civil politics still has more advantages than disadvantages.

The emperor passed it down from generation to generation, the more the emperor came to the middle and late period of the dynasty, the more the emperor came out of the deep palace and was better at women's hands, ignorant of the sufferings of the world, ignorant of the world, and even a fool who said "why not eat minced meat", poisoning the world and causing the country to collapse Decadent, Guozuo cut off.

And as a Zaifu, which one didn't go through countless ups and downs, overcame the thorns and tricks one after another, stood out, and reached a high position?Each of these people is an outstanding person, regardless of their conduct, their ability is absolutely outstanding. If such a person restricts the emperor to assist in governing the country, the chance of making mistakes will naturally be greatly reduced.

In all things in the universe, balance is the ultimate. Only the imperial power and the power of the prime minister check and balance each other and complement each other, which is the most perfect system in the world.

But how difficult it is to achieve this...

……

Jiangnan, Huating Town.

The rainy season has finally passed, and the weather has been sunny for many days in a row. The sun shines on the vast sea area, and the waves are undulating, with golden light.

Fang Xuanling was wearing an ordinary silk shirt, with his trousers rolled up, stepping barefoot on the piled-up dirt ridges on the coast, raising his hands on his eyebrows to block the sun and looking far away, there were squares of salt fields in front of him. Extend it as far as you can see.

The sun evaporates the seawater, leaving a layer of salt grains spread in the salt pan, which is white and delicate, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Next to him, Xiao Xun also put on a set of ordinary clothes and a bamboo hat on his head. He grabbed a handful of salt grains from the salt field at his feet, felt the slight moisture, and sighed softly: "There are thousands of hectares of salt fields here. The sea salt produced is innumerable, and it is sold to various places in the Tang Dynasty, making countless profits, which can be compared to "making money every day"? Your son is outstanding, and he will surely keep the family rich for a hundred years."

In the south of the Yangtze River, who doesn't covet the thousands of hectares of salt fields in Huating Town?Although most of them have been "contracted" out, the sea salt produced by the salt fields in Huating Town is enough to make the Fang family firmly seated as the "richest man in the world".

A veritable wealth in the world.

Fang Xuanling watched a group of workers walk into a salt field, using brooms, pushing boards, etc. to push up the salt grains. They were transported to the shore bit by bit, loaded into carts, and then transported to the wharf, and transported by water to the prefectures and counties of Datang.

Wandering in this "sea of ​​salt and mountains of salt", Fang Xuanling said with a smile: "Yesterday, I already mentioned in the letter to Quanzi's family that when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ascended the throne, all the salt fields held by the Fang family will be used as Congratulations, all dedicated."

Xiao Xun was stunned, and wondered: "Isn't that necessary? Although the salt field here is rich in production, it will inevitably arouse the jealousy of others, but now your son is the humerus of His Highness the Crown Prince, and His Royal Highness's favor for him must not be because of the mere salt field. and have suspicions."

Since ancient times, "gentleman making profit" is actually not a taint. The more moral a gentleman is, the more famous he is, the more prosperous his family will be. How can he support his family business if he doesn't collect money?But when the money reaches a certain level, it often becomes a disaster.

There are even some immoral kings who will allow officials and wealthy businessmen to amass wealth, and when they have billions of dollars, they will find a wrong place at will and confiscate their homes to fill their internal funds...

But the Fang family is now prosperous and prosperous, at least during the prince's reign, there is no need to worry about this matter.

And the roots of the Fang family are basically deep, with the shadow of Fang Xuanling, and the astonishingly talented son of Fang Jun, plus the wealth that is incomparable to the country, it will take less than 50 years to become the number one in the world. I family.

Fang Xuanling smiled, every wrinkle on his face stretched out under the sun, raised his finger and pointed at the salt piles around him, and said softly: "Look, Mr. Nanhai, these salt piles are transported to the inland, or go north, Or go south, and the domestic salt price will drop again and again, even ordinary people will no longer worry about eating salt. And the huge profits of sea salt have been filled into the treasury, supporting the country to launch an Eastern Expedition, It can even continue to use troops overseas, guaranteeing one route after another, one port after another, trafficking the goods of the Tang Dynasty all over the world, and bringing back countless money, which was used to build country roads and build schools in the village... How can my family prosper? The prosperity of this country?"

The gentry in the south of the Yangtze River crawled and crouched in the fertile land in the south of the Yangtze River, a land of fish and rice. Instead of giving back to their hometown and paying taxes, they exploited their hometown and exploited it. There is no sense of nationalism.

Damn it.

And Xiao Xun was already standing in the salt field, the snow-like salt grains under his feet were warm and warm, but he felt cold all over his body.

(End of this chapter)