Chapter 203 I will have the sword in my hand someday! (Here we come!)

Wang Gongchen stepped to Zhang Heng's side, reached out and grabbed Zhang Heng's arm and whispered: "This is absolutely impossible! Although the family that buys and sells land and houses is a local gentry, no one has connections with the imperial court.

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If we attack the wealthy gentry, we will infringe on the interests of the officials of the imperial court, and this is an act that will provoke public outrage.

Fan Xiwen implemented the New Deal before. Do you think he didn't know that land was the key? But he would rather start from the official position than get into trouble, so even if the reform failed, he could still serve in the local government.

Did not suffer physical death.

You cannot touch the land issue. If you really touch it, you will have to stand against all the officials in the world. You cannot withstand such a huge backlash, and neither I nor your teacher can withstand it. Even if

Even if you are an official, you can’t stand it!”

Zeng Gongliang also whispered: "Guess why the officials chose to settle the matter in this situation?

Because once we get down to it and the local gentry embezzles the refugees’ houses, once it breaks out, do you think the officials will handle it or not?

If we deal with it, even the foundation of the imperial court will be loosened; if we don’t deal with it, how will we be able to account to the people of the world?"

Zhang Heng said with a gloomy face: "If we don't care, what will happen to these refugees?"

Zeng Gongliang and Wang Gongchen were silent for a while.

Zhang Heng said excitedly: "Farmers make a living from the land, which is the life of their family. If you lose the land, you will lose everything. If you lose everything, you will have nothing to worry about. You will not be able to save your family's life. What do you want the court to do? What do you want the country to do?"

Worse, it’s better to rebel against his mother!

Teacher, Wang Shenzheng, this is not an ordinary rebellion, it involves five or six roads and tens of millions of refugees. Once there is turmoil, half of the country will collapse!"

Wang Gongchen's face was ashen and he said: "Ju Zheng, you should look at the problem more deeply. Looking through the past dynasties, there has been no successful peasant rebellion. The successful rebellions were all done by the gentry!

As long as the gentry supports the imperial court, the imperial court will not fall. No matter how much the people make trouble, it will be useless. Once the army arrives and is invincible, it can be suppressed very quickly.

If you want to disturb the gentry, you will shake the foundation of the imperial court. Therefore, I will not agree with this matter, and your teacher will not agree with it. If you find the official family, if you dare to make such an argument, your future will end here.

Got it!"

Zhang Heng felt that his heart was filled with blood. He turned to look at Zeng Gongliang. Zeng Gongliang looked at him with a worried look on his face. Zhang Heng looked at Zeng Gongliang with pleading eyes.

Zeng Gongliang sighed and said: "Ju Zheng, you are my student, and more importantly my son-in-law. I can understand your desire to fight.

There are indeed very few good officials like you. It is precisely because they are few that they appear to be different and have so many setbacks. I am proud of you.

But what Wang Shenzheng said about this matter is not wrong at all. This is a way to die. We really don’t dare to touch it. We can’t touch it. Whoever touches it will die!"

Zhang Heng's heart kept falling, as if falling into an abyss.

After leaving the political hall, Zhang Heng returned to the public room in the household, sat on a chair, as if lost in thought, from daylight to dusk, from dusk to daylight, until Zeng Youwei was so anxious that she asked Zeng Gongliang to ask, Zeng Gongliang

He hurried over and saw the haggard Zhang Heng, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Juzheng..."

Zeng Gongliang shouted cautiously.

Only then did Zhang Heng come back to his senses. When he saw Zeng Gongliang, he was a little surprised and said, "Teacher, why are you here? Didn't I just come back from the Political Affairs Hall?"

Zeng Gongliang sighed in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "You have been back for a day and a night. Now go home quickly and have a good rest. Youwei is waiting for you at home. She is very anxious.

In the morning, before dawn, he ran to Zeng Mansion to send me a message."

Zhang Heng suddenly felt guilty: "I lost my mind all of a sudden, I will go back right now."

Zeng Gongliang hurriedly said: "Yes, go back immediately. Don't worry about the household affairs. I can just ask the palace official to handle it for you."

Zhang Heng lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "That's okay. My current state is not good anyway. If I deal with things reluctantly, something will inevitably go wrong. Then I will go back and adjust myself first."

Zeng Gongliang nodded happily: "That's right. Since the second year of Qingli, you have been too obsessed with work and have been under too much pressure. You should take a good rest. You have to remember that there are people in the world, not you.

If you really tire yourself out by doing things alone, then you would be sorry to others, especially Youwei."

Zhang Heng smiled, stood up, waved his sleeves and said, "Okay, teacher, I won't entertain you anymore, I'll go back first."

Zeng Gongliang waved his hand: "Go ahead, go ahead."

Zhang Heng turned around and left. He saw that the sleeves of his robe were loose, very chic, and quite the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Zeng Gongliang's heart moved, and he felt that Zhang Heng seemed to have undergone some changes, but he couldn't explain the specific changes.

However, he immediately put this thought aside and summoned three court officials.

Fang Yuanque, Qiao Xinyou, and Zhu Chenzhong all came in a hurry.

“I’ve seen Zeng participate in politics!”

Zeng Gongliang nodded and said with a smile: "Zhang Titian felt cold and went home to rest, but the house cannot be empty, so I came here to keep an eye on it. It happened that I also had to take care of the disaster relief matters, so I was here later.

The office is ready. You can handle government affairs as usual. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me."

"Yes, I once participated in politics."

All three of them surrendered.

Qiao Xinyou couldn't help but asked: "Zhang Tidian once participated in politics, what happened to Zhang Tidian? From yesterday to today, Zhang Tidian has been sitting on the chair blankly, not caring about anyone, the villain is very

Worry."

Zeng Gongliang looked at Qiao Xinyou, who had worry on his face, as well as the other two people. Zeng Gongliang took another deep look and found that the worries of the three people came from their hearts and had no other meaning, so he sighed:

"Zhang Tidian has worked too hard and worried too much in the past few years, so my body is a little unable to bear it, and my heart is probably a little tormented. For small things, just take a good rest for a few days, and you can probably come back to work. Don't worry.

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Qiao Xinyou and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiao Xinyou smiled and said: "That's good, that's good. Household rooms are indispensable without Zhang Tidian. If Zhang Tidian is in the household room, we guys will feel confident."

Zeng Gongliang pretended to be angry: "Why, are you saying that I can't sit in the household house?"

Qiao Xinyou quickly waved his hand to deny: "How dare a villain have such an idea? With a boss sitting here, we are not only confident, we have immortality!"

Zhu Chenzhong, Fang Yuanque and others all laughed.

Zeng Gongliang also laughed, waved his hand and said: "Go, go, there are a lot of things, deal with them quickly, I am here, come to me anytime if you have anything."

Everyone dispersed.

Zeng Gongliang sat on the chair where Zhang Heng had sat. The chair was still warm.

Zeng Gongliang looked around. Zhang Heng's public room was simply furnished, surrounded by large bookshelves that stood high above the ground, filled with books.

Upon closer inspection, it is not a book that should be read by scholars. It contains all kinds of household registration statistics, state and county records, land records and the like. It does not look like a scholar, but more like a subordinate official who is busy with common affairs.

Zeng Gongliang casually took out a book, opened it and looked at it, only to find that it was densely packed with annotations, all of which were Zhang Heng's experiences written down while reading.

He thought it was a coincidence, but he pulled it out and looked through it again. The situation was still the same. Zeng Gongliang was a little surprised: "Hasn't he seen all these boring things?"

It must be a coincidence, right?

Zeng Gongliang thought, Zhang Heng was a little more relaxed when he was Zhizhizhigao. The rest of the time, whether he was working as a magistrate in Kaifeng Mansion, serving in Liuneiquan, or going to Zhiquanzhou, and then serving as a magistrate after returning to Beijing, he is now

Taking care of each household was a very busy task. How could he have time to look at so many records?

Zeng Gongliang simply moved down dozens of books and read them one by one. The result shocked him. Without exception, they were all filled with dense annotations!

Zeng Gongliang said with emotion: "The spirit of being upright in politics is rare in ancient and modern times. He works hard and sleeps day and night, but never slacks off. No wonder he always handles things with originality and the policies he proposes are always so practical. It turns out that he has long been

I have used countless efforts..."

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Zeng Youwei hurried back home after Zeng Gongliang went out, fearing that Zhang Heng would not be able to see her when he returned home.

When Zhang Heng returned on his little donkey, he looked up and saw Zeng Youwei's tearful eyes.

Zhang Heng quickly jumped off the donkey and stepped forward quickly. Zeng Youwei threw herself into Zhang Heng's arms with a cry, hugged Zhang Heng tightly, and burst into tears. While crying, she said: "Youwei

I'm so worried about you, Sanlang, Sanlang, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Heng hugged his little wife, his heart full of warmth. He took out his hand and gently touched Zeng Youwei's little head, and said with a smile: "It's okay, nothing happened. I just feel a little unhappy recently."

The couple returned to the yard hand in hand and sat down at the foot of the steps. Seeing this scene, the servants at home avoided each other, leaving the couple alone in the yard.

Zeng Youwei looked up at her husband, stretched out her hand to rub Zhang Heng's tangled brows, and said distressedly: "Look at how haggard you are..."

Zhang Heng smiled and said: "It's okay. I've thought about it. There's nothing else to do. Let's go to the house over at the Imperial College tomorrow to stay. I want to rest there these days."

Zeng Youwei heard this and said happily: "Can Sanlang finally rest for a few days?"

Zhang Heng smiled and nodded: "Well, take a rest, I've neglected you all these years."

Zeng Youwei shook her head and said: "No, Sanlang, although you are busy with work, you never go to restaurants and brothels to socialize. After work, you go home to accompany me. I am very happy. I can hold you to sleep every night.

You are too busy and have to work so long every day. I feel sorry for you."

Zhang Heng scratched Zeng Youwei's nose and said with a smile: "It's agreed that I am not a concubine. If we don't play that trick, we will all call ourselves mine."

Zeng Youwei said a little shyly: "Then I will arrange for someone to go there to clean it. Although there are often people cleaning it, if you want to go there, you still have to sweep and dust it."

Zhang Heng shook his head and said: "No need, I will clean it myself tomorrow. I haven't done housework for a long time and I want to do it properly."

Zeng Youwei squeaked and said: "How can anyone ask a high-ranking official to clean the house? If people find out, wouldn't it be a joke?"
To be continued...