The banquet of King Zhao gradually became simpler and there was no longer the luxury of the past. Zhao Kuo felt that this was probably because of Xinling Jun. It can be seen that King Zhao had many things to discuss with Zhao Kuo, but there were too many ministers here, and King Zhao always started and did not continue to talk. Zhao Kuo naturally did not inquire much. King Zhao looked at the ministers under his command and didn't know what he was thinking.

At some point, Zhao Bao led a shy young man to Zhao Kuo.

The young man dressed extraordinaryly, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to that of King Zhao. He was shy and shyly lowered his head and secretly looked at Ma Fujun in front of him. Zhao Bao and Zhao Kuo smiled and asked about Zhao Bu's situation. Now Zhao Bu is staying in Danshui and stationed with General Lian Po, but has not returned to Handan. Then he asked the young man to pay homage to Ma Fujun, and then introduced to Ma Fujun: "This is Chang'an Jun, who was a hostage in Qi before."

"Oh..." Zhao Kuo nodded with a smile. This Chang'an Jun is still very famous in Zhao State. Everyone said that when Qin attacked Zhao State, in order to get the help of Qi State, this Chang'an Jun voluntarily went to Qi State as a hostage and saved Zhao State. Therefore, Zhao Kuo had also heard of his reputation. Chang'an Jun hurriedly paid homage to Zhao Kuo, Zhao Bao sat beside Zhao Kuo, and Chang'an Jun stood behind them.

"Ma Fujun... Wei Wuji wants to rebel." Zhao Bao lowered his voice and suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Zhao Kuo widened his eyes, looked at Zhao Bao, then shook his head, and said, "This is impossible." Zhao Bao sighed helplessly, but did not say anything else, and stood up and left. Chang'an Jun did not leave. He sat beside Zhao Kuo and said to Zhao Kuo with a smile: "Ma Fujun... When he was in Qi State, everyone was talking about your deeds. They said, you are a benevolent and righteous gentleman in Zhao State..."

Chang'an Jun talked about his experiences and asked Zhao Kuo again. Zhao Kuo chatted with him for a while, but he was still thinking about Wei Wuji. It seemed that the conflict between Wei Wuji and these nobles in the country had reached the most intense level. Zhao Kuo was still conceiving a detailed reform, but Wei Wuji could not wait to implement it in Zhao State. Zhao Kuo had previously advised Wei Wuji that there was no detailed outline of the reform, and the hasty implementation would only cause chaos in the government and the country.

It was not until Dong Chengzi told Zhao Kuo that Wei Wuji was assassinated and was still recovering from his injuries in the mansion that Zhao Kuo realized: Something big happened.

He bid farewell to King Zhao again and left the banquet. King Zhao knew his character. Ma Fujun did not like the banquet very much, so he did not try to keep him. He just told Ma Fujun that he would come to the palace again tomorrow to meet him. Zhao Kuo hurriedly left the banquet, got in the car, and asked Ge to quickly rush to Wei Wuji's mansion. As soon as he arrived in front of Wei Wuji's mansion, Zhao Kuo felt that unsettling atmosphere.

Wei Wuji's disciples were guarding the door with weapons and even crossbows. After seeing Zhao Kuo's carriage, they quickly took action. After seeing Zhao Kuo, they quickly put down the crossbows and squeezed out a smile. Zhao Kuo walked out of the carriage, and Wei Wuji's disciples led him into the courtyard. The visitors in the courtyard were still drinking and enjoying it. Seeing this scene, Zhao Kuo was no longer so nervous. They were still interested in drinking, which means that the problem was not big.

“Didn’t you ever want to stop the war?”

"I found that I could not do this. There was a deep hatred between the countries. Their relatives died at the hands of each other, and their hometowns were burned by each other. Even if Qin no longer killed the people and no longer regarded them as slaves, this hatred would not dissipate... It was just that the remarks of our seven countries could not be eliminated. It was just that with my words, there was no way to stop the war."

Wei Wuji was a little surprised, and he asked again: "Have you given up?"

"I didn't give up. I couldn't stop the war, let alone save everyone. However, I will still do my best to do what I can do... Even if I didn't come to this era in vain... I will promote medicine. If in the future, if my theory can be inherited by later generations, I can save many people, right?" Zhao Kuo asked seriously.

In his eyes, Wei Wuji saw an expectation. He wanted to be recognized and prove that his efforts were not in vain. Wei Wuji gradually became serious and said: "It must be like this. Many years later, if there is no war in the world, many people will survive because of the medical officer system you proposed. Plagues and diseases can be effectively controlled..."

"Yes... it will be useful, it will definitely be." Zhao Kuo said with a smile, with a light flashing in his eyes. He said with a smile: "I still have many ways... I can definitely save a lot of people." Wei Wuji made a gesture of asking for advice. Zhao Kuo continued: "Now, the taxes in various countries are different, and I want to improve them. Do you know what tax is?"

Wei Wuji hurriedly said, "I am willing to listen to your teachings."

"Taxes are a form of compulsory and free participation in product distribution in accordance with the provisions of the law." When Zhao Kuo spoke, Wei Wuji was stunned. Zhao Kuo continued to talk about the functions of the state and the reasonable distribution of social products. Wei Wuji considered himself a smart person, but at this moment, he did not understand Zhao Kuo's words at all. Seeing that he didn't understand, Zhao Kuo continued to tell him in detail.

Zhao Kuo first explained the specific meaning of taxation, and then said to Wei Wuji: "Now, taxation is unreasonable based on the amount of land and the goods of merchants. There is no law to stipulate it. It is also wrong to collect taxes at will without verification. There should be a detailed tax system, not based on the amount of land, but the amount of grain produced in the land, not based on the goods, but based on the profit."

“There is also a tax on livestock. Is it reasonable to raise a hundred cattle as the tax on keeping one cattle?”

"To formulate a grain production quota. Those who exceed the quota pay taxes, and those who are below the quota can be exempted. Then, as the quota continues to increase, the taxes paid will also be increased accordingly. This is reasonable..." Zhao Kuo talked about personal income tax and land tax. Wei Wuji frowned. Listening to the brushing sounds coming from his ears, Wei Wuji looked at the door with some anger, but saw Han Fei quickly recording.

Wei Wuji did not scold him anymore, and he still had many questions about the new system raised by Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo stayed in Wei Wuji's mansion for a long time, and after a long time, he left his mansion. Wei Wuji went out in person to see Zhao Kuo farewell, and watched Zhao Kuo get on the carriage and leave in the distance. Wei Wuji felt indescribable admiration in his heart. Until Zhao Kuo left, he was standing at the gate of the courtyard and unwilling to go in. Hou Ying coughed and walked to his side, looking at Zhao Kuo who was leaving, and asked, "Don't you want Ma Fujun to participate in the reform?"

"Hahaha, Shang Yang's reform, Shang Yang died because of the reform, did Qin Xiaogong die because of this?"

Wei Wuji asked with a smile, but Hou Ying couldn't speak.

"You can't put down the bamboo slips you copied, are you still copying here?" Ge looked at Han Fei behind him with some displeasure. Han Fei put a lot of bamboo slips on the carriage. The old horses used for driving were a little unbearable, and his pace became slower. Han Fei dared not be rude to the old man and said with a wry smile: "Old... Old... The teacher said so well. If you don't... don't... not write them down, this will be a regret for the whole world."

Zhao Kuo sat in the carriage, closed his eyes, and suddenly asked, "Ge, have you ever heard of paper?"

"What? Pig?"

"Forget it...you said, how do you make something as light as cloth and can be recorded with a pen?"

"You have to ask Du about this matter. I only know how to drive." Ge said, but he already understood in his heart that his head of the family began to think about those messy things again. What kind of car with only one wheel before, what kind of kang that makes fire inside, and what kind of cloth to write now? Poor Du, he is going to be tortured by the head of the family again.

Zhao Kuo simply asked briefly, then looked at Han Fei. He said seriously, "I think you can set up a school room in the horse costume." Han Fei was immediately overjoyed when he heard this. This was something he had proposed to Zhao Kuo for a long time, but Zhao Kuo always disagreed and felt that he had no talent to teach others. Han Fei asked with a smile: "Teacher? What do you...you...you want to teach?"

"Teaching the way to govern the world and save people."

"It should have been... it should have been like this..." Han Fei said, lowered his head and looked at the bamboo slips in his arms. The words and deeds of the teachers he recorded over the years were enough for others to learn for ten years. Zhao Kuo, facing the cold wind and slowly heading towards the horse suit in the night, had already understood in his heart that he could not be the endorsement of the troubled times. Even if Zhao State had undergone reforms, he would not be the opponent of Qin State.

Many of his own ideas and systems were implemented before the State of Zhao even began.

This is a kind of institutional gap, a desperate gap. He could not take Zhao to the king of the world. Even if Zhao is united and reformed, it will not be able to keep up with the efficiency and progress of Qin. He heard the Qin officials of the Party say: Qin has set up a governor and supervisor in various places... This is enough to make Zhao despair. Zhao Kuo only mentioned a few words. King Zhao just thought this method was good, and Qin had already completed it...
Chapter completed!