My historian is dying every day

In Jiufang and Twelve Streets of the capital city, there are quite a few famous people, but if you want to say that there are only five clans that are so important that even the royal family will give some face.

Zhou, Lin, Tang, Peng, Wen.

The first three are the family members led by the three ministers in power at present——Zhou Taishi, Lin Taifu, and Tang Taibao. The relatives of the country, the in-laws among the three families are mixed, the population is prosperous, and the prosperity is very prosperous.

"Peng" is the Peng family of Shangshu of the Ministry of War. They are full of loyalty, and most of their children are in the army. Although they are not as rich and large as the three families of Zhou, Lin and Tang, they are still an arm of the court.

And the last "Wen" refers to the Wen family that is now led by Wen Jiuling, the minister of Honglu Temple.Although they are not as prosperous in population and rich in wealth as the first four clans, if the first four clans are compared to the towering body of the imperial court, then the Wen family is the clothes of the imperial court.

Wen Jiuling has been the Minister of Honglu Temple for ten years. His outstanding ability is that he can not only persuade the old Goryeo monarch who wants to marry the eldest princess to agree to marry the concubine daughter of the clan, but also persuade the independent The troubled Helen Tuo and the Uighur ministries were appeased until they surrendered to the imperial court.

Pay tribute every year.

However, Mr. Wen, who has been at ease in the diplomatic relations of various countries all the year round, suddenly saw his unworthy youngest son in front of the imperial court at this moment, but he couldn't calm down.

He saw that Wen Yanzhi had been kneeling from just now to the present, and now he looked at Wen Yanzhi with an unfathomable smile, thinking that his son must have caused trouble.

Years of experience in the ups and downs in the officialdom told him that every time he smiled, the situation was bound to be bad.

A few days ago, a doctor was demoted to raise horses in the northwest.

Alas, my son is dying!

"Your Majesty, I deserve death for my crimes!" Wen Jiuling knelt on the ground with a plop.

Qi Yu was taken aback by his sudden kneeling, and quickly gave him a hand: "Wen Aiqing has made great contributions, what is the crime, quickly get flat."

Wen Jiuling couldn't afford it, and fell down on the ground and said: "The sinful minister only thinks about the conclusion of the covenant, but he doesn't know where this bad boy got his blessings, so he suddenly moved to serve the emperor in front of the imperial court. The bad boy is ignorant and lacks in words and deeds. I mean, it's all because of the criminal's lack of discipline and over-indulgence! The guilty minister voluntarily asked for a fine of annual salary and a three-level reduction in rank, and begged the emperor to allow the criminal to bring this bad boy back to the clan. guilty!"

Qi Yu was a little confused, so: "Wen Aiqing..."

I... didn't do anything to your son.

How do you make it sound like I can eat people?

Even though Wen Yanzhi memorized all the memoirs that should or should not be memorized, it is really annoying to stand in the hall looking dumbfounded...

But I am the king of a country, and I can't make trouble with the official historian.

Qi Yu lowered his head and saw Wen Jiuling's aged eyes shining earnestly looking at him with tears in his eyes. He suddenly imagined that Wen Jiuling was a loyal minister of the Wen family for generations. For the femur, I don't know how much tribute he has brought to the court every year.

Such a tactful and sophisticated Wen Jiuling, who is better than anyone else at crying and selling miserably, how could he have such a stupid son as Wen Yanzhi?

I sigh for you.

In this situation, Qi Yu really couldn't tell Wen Yanzhi all kinds of weird things, so he could only grit his teeth and comfort him: "Wen Aiqing is worrying too much, Wen Sheren..."

...How should I say hello to him?

His eyes fell on Wen Yanzhi, and he saw that idiot was still standing solemnly by the edge of the screen, staring at this side, still holding the soft charcoal pen in his hand.

...It seems that he has been remembering since he stood up, as if nothing happened to him.

Everything in front of him made Qi Yu suddenly think of all the things that happened in Yanfu Palace in the morning.

A mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

"... Wen Sheren is also a very dedicated historian." He heard himself say so.

After hearing these words, Wen Jiuling's internal organs became stable, and he quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes just now, and stood up obediently: "Your Majesty praises a bad boy so much, I really don't dare to be a minister."

Qi Yu: "..."

Not a criminal any longer.

Forced me to praise your son, don't you dare to do it?

Qi Yu silently made a toast to the kings and princes of the various countries in his heart. It was hard work for them to face such Mr. Wen every day, as if he had to face such Mr. Wen every day.

Some things are really consistent.

It was only at this time that I discovered that the bloodline between father and son is really a mysterious thing.

"Wen Aiqing," Qi Yu said, returning to the main story, "Since the beginning of the year, there have been droughts and famines, and now Huainan has suffered from frequent floods and people's hearts are in turmoil. I am determined to honor the king as the leader, and then sacrifice Fang Ze to tell the world and soothe the hearts of the people."

Wen Jiuling said: "Your majesty is wise, I will immediately arrange some matters and choose a time."

Qi Yu said: "The virtuous king has already left for Huainan, and it will take seven or eight days to arrive. For all disaster relief and fundraising matters, the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Households have sent people to follow and mobilize. There are many benefits and benefits. If they still need anything, You also have to help the ministries."

The implication is to urge Wen Jiuling to use his strengths to mediate and balance the interests of all parties.

Wen Jiuling responded one by one.

Qi Yu asked about the various funds of the affiliated covenant in detail, and Wen Jiuling answered them fluently, with insightful insights, and handled them well.

Qi Yu was quite satisfied.

At this moment, when it was reported that the Sangong and the five ministers had arrived, Wen Jiuling knelt down and resigned. Before leaving, he told Wen Yanzhi again with tears in his eyes, that the guilty minister was incompetent, and so on, forcing Qi Yu to grit his teeth and praise Wen Yanzhi again. A "very motivated", this is willing to leave.

Qi Yu looked coldly at Wen Jiuling's leaving back in the hall, and then at Wen Yanzhi who was kneeling behind the screen and kept brushing up the records, maintaining a warm smile on his face, but the jade handle in his hand was soft. Gotta creak.

Taifu Lin and Taibao Tang who had just walked into the hall looked at Taishi Zhou with embarrassment when they saw this scene.

Grand Master Zhou shook his head: I wish for good luck.

Avoiding a lot of hypocrisy, Qi Yu threw Tan Qingnian's booklet to San Gong, "All the gentlemen have also read this booklet. According to what Tan Qingnian said, do I have to work hard on this embankment?"

Tang Taibao said: "Nowadays, every time the Xingzekou dam is repaired, it can't last for two days. If it is still repaired and finally repaired, it will always be a bottomless pit."

Qi Yu curled the corner of his mouth, can't he say something I don't know?

Zhang Shangshu from the Ministry of Works reported: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Works has sent an old craftsman to accompany the virtuous king to Huainan. If the time is right, an underground canal will be dug under the old embankment to drain the water, and then we will try to divert it."

Qi Yu asked: "What if the time is not ripe? What if the old embankment is still crumbling day by day? What about Zhang Shangshu?"

Zhang Shangshu leaned forward and said, "My minister is admonishing me, and I should rush to repair and chisel."

Qi Yu felt a headache.

It is not impossible to rush to repair and dig.If the levee collapsed during rush repairs and digging, the lives of craftsmen and workers caught in the flood would be a great loss.

Lin Taifu said: "Your Majesty, the treasury and silver have been sent to the hardest-hit places one after another... It is not enough to support the rush to amend the road. I think it is better to find a more solid method of reinforcing the embankment and fill the embankment firmly first. , Delay the time, and wait for the treasury to become more and more abundant, before we can facilitate the diversion in one fell swoop."

Xu Shangshu from the household department added a sentence at the end: "Report to the emperor, it is estimated that it will only take eight years."

"Eight years? That's enough for more than a dozen floods in Huainan!" Qi Yu scolded angrily, "The ground is full of floods, and the crops are not harvested. What do you want the tens of thousands of people in Huainan to feed on? Do you rely on you, Xu Shangshu? Or where does Taifu Lin have a million mu of fertile land?"

Everyone in the hall hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty.

Behind the screen beside him, Wen Yanzhi slowly stopped writing, his bright eyes moved slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Taishi Zhou said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I have an admonition. In the past, Emperor Qin used Zheng Guo's advice to build canals when he cured the drought. The descendants of Guanzhong have Zheng Guo Canals. Now our dynasty is governing the water. The same is true. Outside the mountains, there must be others. An expert, if you listen to both, you will be enlightened, and if you listen to it, you will be dark. I think that you should accept the opinions of the strange people in the world, and maybe you can find another way."

After hearing this, Qi Yu, who was sitting in the hall, and Wen Yanzhi, who was kneeling behind the screen to record things, raised their heads at the same time.

Clouds dyed the horizon, the sky will be late.

The Shenshi bell rang, and the chief eunuch Zhou Fu walked into the imperial study quickly, saying that Empress Dowager Huirong invited Qi Yu to have dinner.

Qi Yu knew that it was his mother who heard about his anger today, so she wanted to ask some questions, but the flood and the treasury matter were on her shoulders, and she was still reviewing the detailed reports from various Uighur ministries sent by Wen Jiuling. On the top of his head, he really lost his appetite.

"Let's go back," Qi Yu said, "Let the imperial dining room send some soup to the queen mother to relieve the heat and soothe the nerves, and apologise for me."

Zhou Fu agreed and ordered people to go.

When it was time for Wen Yanzhi to leave work, he put away a bunch of flower paper from behind the screen, put away the cloth bag, and knelt down to leave.

Qi Yu waved his hand casually without paying attention.

But after a while, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the Wensheren still kneeling there.

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows and looked down at the hall, his expression slightly tired.

But there was a strange curiosity in my heart.

Under his calm gaze, Wen Yanzhi didn't look up.

The orange sunset cast heavy light and shadow from behind him, and the light beam stained his black hair.He knelt there with his back straight, and his skin was so white that it was almost transparent.

"Your Majesty," came the clear voice without any anxiety or trembling, "I have something to play."

Qi Yu nodded, "Say."

"Report to the emperor, my minister is in the palace, and I heard the ferocity of the Huainan water incident, and I want to express my humble opinion." Although Wen Yanzhi said the word "humble opinion", his body did not appear to be very humble, on the contrary, he became more erect.

This surprised Qi Yu, a seventh-rank family member of the Neishi Mansion, who spent all his time tinkering with writing and writing, now wants to talk about water conservancy.

He smiled noncommittally.

But Wen Yanzhi's expression was still solemn.

His hands hang naturally on his sides, without any wat board or reminder in front of him, but the words he speaks are resounding, with a series of sentences: "I think that the repair of water conservancy can only be changed. It is better to change the way of heaven." The disadvantage of the rivers in Huainan lies in the sand and gravel. The sedimentation at the bottom of the river cannot be done by human beings. Flooding fields will take people's livelihood. If rice paddies and city ponds are sufficient to drain water, and fertile fields and river valleys are sufficient to disperse water, and the embankments collapse slightly, what is there to fear?"