Father Han Gaozu

Chapter 503
"Hey! Young Patriarch! Don't look around! Don't look around!"

The old servant driving the car screamed in terror.

A half-sized man was standing on the carriage, about the same age as Liu An, looking around. There were many carriages here, even forming a long queue. Looking back, he couldn't see the end, maybe he had been waiting for a long time. There were irritable people swearing, and conflicts broke out from time to time. The heavily armed soldiers walked around with a cold face, but if they encountered troublesome people, they would whip them, and almost no one dared to resist them.

This is the East City Gate of Chang'an. Under the sun, most people's hearts are anxious, and some even simply lie under the carriage to block the scorching heat. Sweat, some barbarians from the Tang Kingdom in the distance are already topless, and the people around are shaking their heads contemptuously. These Tang barbarians are really rude.

Here, you can hear dialects from all over the world, and you can also see people with different faces, such as Tang Guohu people with high nose bridges, short, black and thin Nanyue people, Liaodong people with big faces and small eyes, and people with extremely complex skin. People from the Western Regions in Bai, all kinds of dialects gather together, chattering, it's a headache to hear.

The young man had never seen such a scene before. He stood very tall and looked at those strange people with a smile on his face.

The old man was a little scared because he was afraid that his gaze would offend these rude people.

"There are soldiers here, you don't have to worry!"

As the young man said, he looked at the mighty soldier again. His eyes were burning with the armor they were wearing all over his body. A soldier passed by and glanced at him displeasedly, but seeing that he was a half-grown child, he did not follow He thought about it, turned around and continued to move forward. The old man looked bitterly, and looked at the road ahead again, "Why haven't you moved forward yet? When will this be?"

The boy suddenly sat down, took out some food from his sleeve, and said while eating: "This is already very good!"

"You don't know, at the beginning, people from all over the country could not leave their hometowns at will. They had to be certified by local officials and had sufficient reasons before they could leave their hometowns. The punishment is today's Holy Son of Heaven, who abolished the original decree and allowed the people of the world to travel freely without the need for local officials to testify. This is how prosperity is achieved today, and the great Han can be so powerful because of the Holy Son of Heaven!"

When the young man talked about the Holy Son of Heaven, his voice was raised a lot and his eyes were fiery.

The old man didn't speak, how could he not know, what he said was from the child who lived from Qin Shi to the present, and it was all his life experience.

"As for the blockage in Chang'an now, it's because this is Chang'an. At the feet of the Son of Heaven, to prevent someone from entering with a crossbow, they must be interrogated. There are so many people coming and going, so it is natural. But the Son of Heaven cannot be blamed for this. It’s not that Sheng Tianzi expands Chang’an, I’m afraid this team will be able to line up to Luoyang!”

The boy's eyes were full of longing, and he asked, "I've been waiting for so many years, and I've already arrived in Chang'an, so why not wait a little longer?"

"The Holy Son of Heaven is an unprecedented holy king, but he is surrounded by useless courtiers who don't know anything, and will only drag the Holy Son of Heaven all day long. The Holy Son of Heaven lacks people like me!! "

The boy said more and more outrageous, and his voice was still loud.

The people on the front and rear carriages all poked their heads out in surprise, wanting to see what kind of person it was who uttered such big words. Seeing that it was a child, they didn't say much.

But in the face of so many gazes, the old man just felt embarrassed, and he hurriedly said: "You can't talk nonsense! Young Patriarch, the Patriarch asked you to come to Chang'an to study at Taixue, not to enter the palace to assist His Majesty"

"Too learned??"

"Heh, the people in the Taixue are worthy of teaching me? There are some corrupt Confucian scholars in the Taixue, they are not worthy of my study!"

Finally someone couldn't help it anymore, a Confucian scholar sitting on a donkey cart raised his head, looked at him and reprimanded him: "You are so young, why are you acting like a crazy student?!"

But he was not afraid at all, instead his eyes were full of joy, he bowed to the man, and asked, "Then at what age should I look like a crazy student?"

"People should keep the etiquette, and should not be crazy students at any time!"

"If exceeding the etiquette is madness, then how does Confucius talk about doing what one wants without exceeding the rules? I have heard that there are three types of madness in the world, those who have no talent and despise others, those who hate others for their talents and status surpassing themselves, You don't know your own talent and other people's talent, you don't know me but you think I have no talent, you despise me and scold me, you are angry because my ambition exceeds yours, so it seems that your behavior is in line with madness. The standard of life!"

"you!!"

The old man hurriedly got up and said: "Please don't be angry with the child, please forgive me."

The Confucian scholar pursed his lips, hummed coldly and continued to lie down.

The young man laughed, "I thought there would be a lot of sages in Chang'an, but they are almost the same as those in Liang Guo!"

The old man's face was bitter, and he was even more worried. As the young head of the family, he loved reading since he was a child. He read a lot of books. He could read all kinds of books. When he was very young, he was sent to Mr. Tian in Zou County to learn "Han Feizi" and the theory of Zajia. He learned it very quickly, but when he was a little older, he became a little arrogant and asked people to come to him all day long. Debating, often offending others.

The owner couldn't sit still, so he wanted to send him to Chang'an to study.

But this is already like this before entering Chang'an, so how can it be paid back in the future?

The old man's eyes were full of worry.

The young man was very happy. After looking around for a long time, he took out his books again. After reading it, the convoy was slowly moving forward. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the car finally arrived at the gate of Chang'an. The soldiers guarding here followed them. Ask for documents and ask them why they are here.

"Study."

The soldier pursed his lips and cursed a few words in a low voice.

The old man could hear clearly that he was scolding the Kanto people.

The old man is used to it. After passing through the Hangu Pass, there are such abuse all the way. During this period, the Kansai masters look down on the Kanto bumpkins, and the masters of Kansai are masters!Poor people from Kanto come to Kansai to beg for food, right? !

Even in the fiefdoms, there is discrimination. The Marquis of Kansai are more noble than the Marquis of Kanto.

During the time of Emperor Wu, there was a Louchuan general named Yang Pu, who was from Yiyang. He really wanted to become a native of Kansai. As a native of Kansai, this Master Yang came up with a clever plan. Since I can't move to the west of Hangu Pass, why don't I move Hangu Pass to the east of me?

Ever since, he wrote to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, hoping to build Hangu Pass to the east of him, and said that he would pay for it instead of paying a penny from the temple. Let's go repair it. Ever since, this Liang Hou Yang servant led his subordinates and disciples, spent his family property, and moved the Hangu Pass to the east of Xin'an County, which is three hundred miles away, and called it Xinguan. Become a Kansai native.

In order to fight against this unfair regional discrimination, this old master Yang also put forward a brand new moving idea for the people of the world at that time. If Emperor Wu didn't stop it, this Hangu Pass might be destroyed Repair to Jiaodong country
Interestingly, in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the situation was reversed. The lords in the Kanto began to look down on the Kansai people, calling them the Kansai barbarians. ran west.

The soldiers didn't check for too long and let them in.

Entering Chang'an, the young man was stunned immediately. He looked at the prosperous capital city and the bustling pedestrians, cheering and jumping for joy. He even ran out of the carriage and wandered around in Chang'an. Compared with Liang Guo, the people in Chang'an looked very different. Busy, in a hurry, without the silence of Liang Guo, the road is full of hawking, unusually lively.

The boy had never seen such a scene before, and walked around Chang'an curiously.

The old man couldn't resist him, so he had to go with him.

There are all kinds of people in Chang'an, all kinds of things that you have never seen before, and there are tall buildings everywhere, dazzling people who look at it.

"Father!"

"I want to buy this!!"

"I want to buy this!!!"

The little baby took an old man's hand, pointed to the snacks sold by the merchant, and stamped his feet, his words were full of urgency.

The old man was tall and wearing very ordinary clothes, but he shook his head and said softly: "Hui, be content without being humiliated, and know that you will never die. You have bought a lot for a long time. If you buy more, you won't be able to eat any more. If you save the money and buy it tomorrow, you can continue to eat, do you know this truth?"

The young man who was buying snacks heard the conversation between the two and looked at the old man in surprise.

As expected of Chang'an, can any old man say such a thing?
He bowed to the old man, "Dare to ask old man, are you the one who treats Huang Lao?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "I have never studied anything, just read a few books when I was young."

"Then is there any great sage in Chang'an who is good at debating?"

"I don't know."

As the old man said, he was about to leave with the child, but the young man followed him with a smile, "Then what is Chang'an famous for?"

The old man stopped in his tracks and looked at him sideways, "You just came to Chang'an?"

"Yes, my name is Han Anguo, and I am from Liang Guo. I came to Chang'an this time to assist the Holy Son of Heaven and create a prosperous world!"

"Oh, what are your talents?"

"Scholarly, political, and military, I can do it all!"

"The palace is over there."

The old man pointed him in the direction of the palace, and continued to walk forward. Han Anguo was taken aback, and became even more interested in this old man with extraordinary words and deeds. When he talked about his ambition, almost everyone laughed at him and despised him , this old man is so calm? ?

"Old man! Old man!"

"What's the matter with you?"

"Why are you not surprised at all?"

"I have seen many people like you, but most of them die in grief and anger in the end. They have no ambitions, and they have studied a lot, but they can't do anything well. Human energy is always Limited, it is impossible to achieve results in all aspects, perform their own duties, find their own strengths, and work hard to develop them, so that they can achieve something for future generations, so go back and study hard.”

Along the way, Han Anguo heard a lot of cynicism, but none of them could reach this level of power, which made him very angry, "How do you know that I have no talent?"

"I read through Han Feizi."

"There are many people who have read Han Feizi thoroughly. A few days ago, I met a few craftsmen who could not read, and they used Han Feizi's knowledge to perfection."

"You're talking nonsense! Craftsmen use the knowledge of the Mohists. How can people who don't know how to use Han Feizi's knowledge?"

"According to the name and reality to determine right and wrong, and to judge words based on reference and test, craftsmen use the method of reference and test to make instruments. Isn't this the knowledge of Han Feizi?"

Han Anguo faltered, his hands began to tremble, and he was speechless, "I also know how to govern the country and promote agriculture!"

"There are also many people who know how to govern a country. A few days ago, I saw a few merchants selling sheepskins, and they knew how to govern a country."

"You are humiliating me!!! How dare merchants talk about governing the country?!"

"Things are more important for storing things, less for sending them out, and more for loosening them. If the coins are heavy, the people will die and benefit, and if the coins are light, they will never be used. Therefore, they are clearly implementing Guan Zhong's policy of governing the country. How can they not be regarded as governing the country?" What is the strategy?"

"me."

"I still."

"As for the matter of leading troops to fight, my grandson also understands this matter. When we were talking, he ran over and bought snacks. This is the truth recorded in the Art of War. Why is this surprising? where?"

Han Anguo felt his whole body trembling. He gritted his teeth and hesitated for a long time before asking, "Who is this old man?"

"I am an ordinary old man in Chang'an. When I was young, I used to drive for others. Go back and study hard!"

The old man didn't say anything more, gave the vendor money, and led his grandson away.

Han Anguo stood dumbfounded for a long time.

The old man who came with him stepped forward worriedly, "Young Patriarch? Are you okay?"

Han Anguo shook his head, and said bitterly: "Fortunately, I thought I had enough knowledge to come to Chang'an to compete with real sages. An old man in Chang'an can reprimand me like this. But I can't answer what kind of knowledge this is. Woolen cloth?"

The old man was silent for a moment, "You are still young, it is normal that you are not his opponent."

"If you're not in Chang'an, you'll only be humiliating yourself. Let's go back. I'm going back to study."

"Aren't you studying in Chang'an?"

"I suddenly discovered that what I learned from the teacher was far from enough. When I have learned enough, I will come to Chang'an again"

On this day, a frivolous young man died in Chang'an and left in despair.

Chen Ping led his grandson, and walked casually on the road. Chen Hui quickly ate up the snacks, and then asked curiously, "Father, why did you talk so much to that person?"

"That person is not bad, he has courage and great ambition, but he is too frivolous and has covered too many fields. If he polishes it for a few years, he may be able to use it for the National University of China."

"What about me?? I want to use it too!!"

Chen Ping laughed, "Okay, okay, you will do the same."

Since Liu Chang sent Chen Hui to Chen Ping, Chen Ping's life has been different. He is no longer the cold and violent old man in the past, and he is no longer bored at home studying. This little guy is very noisy, all day long Even if he wanted to play outside, Chen Ping still spoiled him. He took his little hand and wandered around in Chang'an. He has become a real retired old man. No matter what he looks like, he doesn't look like the Han Kingdom that once frightened all the officials to tremble. Mutually.

Although there is a woman to help take care of it, the little guy still likes to play with his father, and even asked Chen Ping to ride him as a horse, so Chen Ping let him ride on his neck, and slowly used him as a war horse. If the officials saw it, they would all think that they were hallucinating.

Back in the mansion, he coaxed his grandson to eat.

Chen Ping picked up the pen and began to write, while Chen Hui sat obediently on the desk and watched his father write.

"Father? What are you writing?"

"Strategy of statecraft."

"Oh"

Chen Hui's eyes widened, and he looked at it seriously, as if he wanted to see something inside, but he didn't know how to read, so it didn't work no matter how he looked, "You've been writing for so long, haven't you finished it yet?" ?”

"No."

Chen Ping replied and continued writing.

After writing for a long time, Chen Ping finally put away his pen and watched it over and over again for a long time before nodding his head in satisfaction and putting away the paper.

Putting away the pen, he saw Chen Hui dipping his hands in ink, smearing it curiously, Chen Ping frowned, and immediately washed his hands, Chen Hui lowered his head, looking at the busy father, father Everything is good, except that he looks very serious, unlike his father, he rarely smiles.

In the court meeting, the ministers talked a lot.

On the issue of economic development, apart from Zhang Buyi and Zhang Cang, almost no one stood on Liu Chang's side. They all felt that Liu Chang was too aggressive, and merchants could never take on big responsibilities.The system is completely copied from the big Han of the Qin State, and the treatment of merchants is also in the same line. They are given priority to mining, corvee, and war work, and they are very stingy when giving titles. However, Chao Cuo put forward the theory of Su Gui and wanted to build a tall building on the basis of Shang Yang.

The contempt for merchants and the worry about merchants and farmers are deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and it is not easy to change.

Only Liu Chang has always firmly believed that commerce and agriculture should not be in an opposing relationship, and the two should develop each other. The era when the people of the big man were starving to death has passed. In the new era, if there is no change, continue to contain The economy, curbing the development of commerce, and focusing on agriculture alone will not achieve the goal of promoting agriculture.

Liu Chang was very stubborn, and the officials were even more stubborn, so the two sides confronted each other.

The smell of fireworks from the court meeting became very strong.

Zhang Buyi was loudly reprimanding these ignorant but dull officials, cursing violently, but the officials just kept raising their own doubts. If the son of a merchant is allowed to be an official, what about the collusion between officials and businessmen?If merchants are allowed to own the land, what about their mergers?If merchants are allowed to hire other people, what if they form private soldiers to rebel?
Just when the court meeting was at its most intense.

A man pushed away the armored soldier standing in front of him, and walked slowly into the hall of Xuanshi.

When he walked in, all the officials were silent.

It was Chen Ping who came.

(End of this chapter)