Northern Song Dynasty Revitalization Strategy

Chapter 706 The Unspoken Rules of Song Dynasty Officialdom

Chapter 706 The Unspoken Rules of Song Dynasty Officialdom
"Why are the officials so tired?" Zhu Lian looked at Zhao Huan, who was sleeping soundly in the palace, and asked Zhu Fengying with a puzzled expression.

Zhu Fengying looked at her sister with an innocent face. In order to rush from Shenzhou to Yanjing, the official family did not stop for a whole day on the road.

Some tiredness is normal.

"I told you a long time ago that the official family is weak. There was another time when they simply got cold and passed out for three days. Let you take it easy. Why are you still like this? It seems that the official family is tired." He blamed his sister sadly.

Zhu Fengying looked at Zhao Huan, then looked at her sister and asked, "Sister, you say the official family is weak? My land has been destroyed by plowing."

She thought of the Emperor Song who was hit by a wild boar, and a hot current rose from her lower abdomen. How could it be seen that the official's body was weak?

But she soon knew why her sister was so misunderstood. Not only was the official tired, but she was also haggard and haggard.

She didn't wash up properly for five or six days, and the horses and horses were exhausted. If her sister hadn't called her, she would have fallen asleep long ago.

"My sister wronged me. The official family is thinking about the flood in the south." Zhu Fengying shook her head repeatedly and said, "The official family is so busy that they don't seem to see anyone. It's not like my sister doesn't know. If you can sleep for a while, the officials will only take a nap when they can't stand it anymore."

"Why do you have to work so hard?" What Zhu Fengying still couldn't understand was that the Diligent Emperor of the Song Dynasty in front of him was really too diligent.

Zhu Lian took a closer look at Zhu Fengying, only to find that Zhu Fengying's brows were full of energy, not at all pale as a result of having too much sex, and then realized that he might have misunderstood.

"Then let's discuss the surprise for the officials..." Zhu Fengying looked at the sleeping Emperor Song and asked with hesitation.

"Let's take it easy for now, wait until the officials have nothing to worry about." Zhu Lian thought for a while, and surprises can only be regarded as surprises when the officials are free, and now they can only be regarded as a burden.

Zhao Huan slept for three hours, opened his eyes suddenly, panted heavily, sat up, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a face full of shock.

Zhu Lian looked at the official sitting up, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you, official?"

"Nightmare, floods in the south of the Yangtze River, tens of millions of people lost their land, and they broke Bianjing together. I dreamed that I died in Wenhua Building." Zhao Huan replied, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Zhu Lian covered his mouth, and was so frightened by the officials' words that he lost his mind, and hurriedly said: "The officials, the dreams are the opposite. Li Dazai has already presided over the disaster relief in Bianjing, and the officials don't need to worry too much about arranging disaster victims and distributing food for disaster relief." Too worried."

Zhao Huan is a staunch materialist. Naturally, he does not believe that dreams are prophecies. He tends to dream day by day and night by night. He is thinking about the flood in the Yangtze River, so he will naturally dream about it.

"Zhao Ying! Bring Li Dazai's letter, get the car ready, and drive back to Bianjing in a while." Zhao Huan shouted loudly as he wiped off the sweat from his forehead and got up from the bed.

"You also pack up later, so you don't have to rush back to Beijing." Zhao Huan said to Zhu Lian.

Zhu Fengying worked hard for several days with her horses and chariots, but it was still a bit hard.

"Yes." Zhu Lian said without hesitation.

Although she had already received the news that Zhao Huan was going back to the capital, she had already packed up and prepared to go back to the capital with the official family, but she was ready to do as the official family said.

She doesn't want to cause trouble to the official family when the official family is busy.

The construction of Bianyan Chidao is indeed an extremely wise choice!Zhao Huan felt more and more that his original decision was correct.

At this time, it only takes two days to rush back to Bianjing from Yanjing, and no matter what troubles arise, they can catch up.

"Admonish Li Dazai, don't follow the method of the Work Relief Institute, using work for relief. Wait until the people are stable and resume production, then talk about work relief."

"The most urgent task at the moment is to let the common people eat, wear clothes, and not suffer from the wind and cold, and let Hu Yuan take the imperial doctors and students from the imperial hospital to the disaster area."

Zhao Huan looked at Li Gang's note and asked Zhao Ying to write it down.

Relief with work is conditional.

Sudden and large-scale disasters like floods, if you are not careful, it will be a civil uprising, and you will only be given food if you work. The people of Song Dynasty who are hungry and have just experienced floods, you let them work?
That is inspiring a civil uprising!
There are a few caring people who take the lead and raise their arms, and they join hands with dozens of states and counties to suffer.

The method of substituting work for relief is not a universal method. If any disaster is applied to work for relief, good governance will become bad governance.

Zhao Huan used work as relief at the beginning, and it was a military disaster, but now it is a flood, and there is an essential difference.

"The officials are benevolent and benevolent." Zhao Ying wrote down what Zhao Huan said, and flattered him by the way.

Zhao Huan ignored this nice sentence and continued: "There is also the matter of the prefect of Suzhou escorting him to Beijing. Let him take the blame for his crimes and make meritorious deeds to help the people."

Zhao Huan's decree to oust the prefect of Suzhou arrived in Bianjing and was quickly executed.

But Li Dazai pleaded for the prefect of Suzhou in Zhazi.

It was only then that Zhao Huan realized why when he was in Bianjing, he was dizzy and dizzy all day long, and couldn't finish approving papers. He felt that the entire Song Dynasty was a big funnel, and there were too many things to deal with.When I arrived in Shenzhou, I received various reasons for asking An Zhazi every day.

These are all unspoken rules of the Great Song Dynasty. The official expedition to Liaodong County was at the northernmost point of the Great Song Dynasty, and the war was more important than anything else.

The courtiers will immediately hand over all kinds of difficult matters to the Prince Jian and the ministers of the auxiliary country to solve them.

This is all to prevent the emperor from worrying about the fire in the backyard at the front line.

The prefect of Suzhou did give the emperor a letter of greeting, but the disaster situation in Suzhou was also reported to the imperial court and cooperated in disaster relief.

OK without error.

Only then did Zhao Huan understand the essential difference between Beijing officials and local officials, and why the Chen family in Huainan wanted to let Chen Chong enter the power center of the Sangong and Liuqing with all their wealth.

It is too difficult to be a petty official.

Although the prefect of Suzhou has the highest official rank in Suzhou, he is still a prefect.If Li Gang hadn't interceded for him, after this man entered the Bianjing Prison, he would have made a fuss even if he had nothing to do.

And he has ten thousand mouths, and he can't explain the unspoken rules.

The reason why unspoken rules are unspoken rules is that they cannot be put on the table.

The prefect of Suzhou is following the unspoken rules, but he is a bit suspicious of his majesty. The disaster is not reported to the emperor, but to Li Gang?
The magistrate of Suzhou entered the Xing Prison, and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment also had to charge him with the crime of being disrespectful.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be that the officials misunderstood the courtiers in this matter?
To choose between the emperor's right and the emperor's wrong, no matter how upright Song Shiqing, the servant of the Ministry of punishment, he could only choose the emperor's right with his eyes closed.

After Zhao Huanli understood the twists and turns, he also sighed again and again, such things as political correctness exist no matter in which corner or in any era.

"The letter from Qin Tianjian, is it possible to set up the praying platform in advance and wait for the official family to return to Beijing?" Zhao Ying handed a copy of the letter to the official family.

"Why, Qin Tianjian is planning to let me follow the example of Emperor Wen of Han and ask ghosts and gods instead of common people?" Zhao Huan opened the letter and said with a sneer.

However, Zhao Huan hesitated again and again, and decided to build a prayer platform to pray for the people in the flooded area.

The reason is simple, it doesn't matter whether the officials believe in ghosts or gods, what matters is that the common people believe in them. Zhao Huan did this to calm the hearts of the people.

(End of this chapter)

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