Father is on top, I was wrong

When Wen Wujue returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was already dusk, and the lights in Changping's workshop were gradually turning on.

But in front of the gate of the mansion, there is a four-horse shouldered vehicle, the top is covered with bright satin, and jade bells hang from the four corners, which is gorgeous and magnificent.

"Whose carriage is this?"

When Lu Jia heard the Prime Minister's question in a daze, he said, "Prime Minister, this is from Xue Shangshu's family."

Wen Wujue let out a soft "Oh", looked through the gap in the car curtain, took a closer look, and caught a glimpse of a figure wrapped in a sky-blue fox fur jacket, pacing back and forth in front of the door anxiously.

Who is that person if not Xue Sizhong?

He smiled slightly, knowing what was in his mind.

As soon as Wen Wujue's carriage stopped in front of the mansion, he bowed to get out of the carriage, Xue Sizhong hurried over and helped him eagerly.

"The prime minister is back, please be courteous."

Wen Wujue said with a light smile, "Master Xue, is something wrong?"

Xue Sizhong's face paused, and he said bluntly: "I'm ashamed to say that the prime minister has a lot of things to do every day, so I shouldn't bother the prime minister at this time, but the matter is urgent, so I have to come to ask the prime minister!"

Wen Wujue pretended to be ignorant, "Master Xue, but it's okay to say."

Xue Sizhong sighed, his face paled anxiously, "Gun'er, an unfaithful and unfilial thing, yesterday, the lower officials found out that he was actually looking for flowers and asking willows during the funeral of the late emperor last year. That firework girl is also an idiot. Not long ago, I gave birth to a scoundrel, it must be a dog, but now this matter has been brought to Mr. Guo of the Ministry of Rites."

Stealing rape during the national mourning period, according to Daliang's law, needs to be dismissed from office and exiled for three thousand miles.

Wen Wujue heard this, and said: "Master Guo is not easy to get along with, he is upright, and he will never see anything that violates the etiquette system, and besides, this matter is related to the late emperor, I am afraid..."

Xue Sizhong hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Why don't you know that, I am here to ask the Prime Minister? Mr. Guo has always respected the Prime Minister. Maybe the Prime Minister can say a word or two in front of him."

"Master Xue, do you want me to be scolded?"

Guo Xuanzhi was one of the four assistant ministers appointed by the late emperor. He was in charge of court etiquette.

Wen Wujue pretended to be helpless, and spread his hands open, expressing his helplessness.

Xue Sizhong secretly thought how he hated him because of the grain and grass, and he must be pretending now, so he hurriedly said: "If the prime minister can help, even if the amount of grain and grass in southern Xinjiang is not enough, I will definitely get it from my own granary." I set aside to make up for it, do you think you can help Quan'er this time for the sake of serving the country wholeheartedly?"

Wen Wujue sneered endlessly in his heart, wholeheartedly for the country?Really thick-skinned than the city gate.

With a calm expression on his face, he let Xue Sizhong hold his hand, sighed regretfully and said: "Young Master Ling is too careless, there is nothing wrong with what you love and what I want, if you can't help it, you should avoid others Eyes and ears, why did you leave such a big gap and let someone report it to the Ministry of Rites?"

Mentioning this, Xue Sizhong gritted his teeth, and said bitterly: "Who else could it be? With whom my Xue family is not friendly in the court, it's just the one who can't see it."

The Xue family in Jinling is one of the most famous families in the country, and the Langya Wang family is not inferior. These two families are evenly divided, monopolizing most of the money, food and land in the country, and their interests are at odds with each other. Therefore, they have been fighting openly and secretly for decades. No one will be defeated.

When Yuanshen was there, he took advantage of the struggle between the two families to gain some fisherman's profits and raise food and grass for the army.

The rape of Xue Sizhong's son during the national funeral was discovered by the original body and someone quietly reported it.But in the book, it was already very late, when food was extremely scarce in the middle school.

Not long ago, Wen Wujue pretended to go to Fuyin Pavilion, but actually visited Yihong Courtyard and made some tricks to make this happen in advance.

Wen Wujue pondered for a moment, and decided to hit Xue's family hard.

Without changing his face, he said: "Master Guo is an old-fashioned person, and he never gives people face. Even if I intercede, I am afraid it will be difficult to impress him. It is better for Master Xue to save himself. There is a lack of food and grass everywhere in southern Xinjiang. The support this time is just a drop in the bucket. If Master Xue can borrow 10,000+ stones, then the local soldiers and civilians will be grateful to Master Xue. At that time, even if Master Guo is unreasonable, he should see it for the sake of Master Xue’s credit. Close one eye."

10,000+ stone?

Xue Sizhong's face turned pale.

Wen Wujue took the tea cup that Wen Bo handed over, took a sip, and watched his reaction slowly.

Taking the opportunity to blackmail, it's not that Xue Sizhong is ignorant of Wen Wujue's thoughts, but now he has to bow his head because he has something to ask for.Xue Sizhong gritted his teeth and had no choice but to respond.

"As long as you can give the dog a chance to reform, even if you sell all your property, the lower officials can only do so. They say that it is the fault of not raising the father, and that the lower officials have no way to teach the son. If the prime minister is willing to help this, the next official The official even took on the prime minister's [-] stone grain and grass, what do you think, prime minister?"

Wen Wujue also showed a look of pain on his face, "Let the young master also learn a lesson, don't do it again next time."

"Your official must." Xue Sizhong hurriedly said again: "What about the intercession, Prime Minister?"

"Master Xue, don't worry. As long as you send someone to send out the food and meet General Gao, I will take the letter to Master Guo when I receive a letter from General Gao."

Xue Sizhong knew that Wen Wujue, an old fox, would not help unless he saw the food. Even though he was very anxious, he had no choice but to press down. After exchanging a few words of greeting, he hurried to gather food and grass.

Wen Wujue looked at his back as he left in a hurry, felt it was funny, and felt much better.

Wen Bo worried from the side and said: "The Xue family is not easy to get along with, this old slave is worried that they will provoke and retaliate in the future."

He smiled softly, "Retaliation is certain, it depends on when."

These aristocratic families have monopolized the farming land and the grain harvest. Daliang produces a lot every year, but the common people still don't have enough to eat, and the treasury is always empty, all because of these aristocratic families.

They would rather stockpile a large amount of grain until the worms rot than sell it, just to control the price of grain and rice in the market and maximize their interests.

Secondly, if the price of grain and rice is low and the people are full, no one is willing to work for the family's manor, and more people are willing to cultivate it by themselves, which will lead to no one farming their land, resulting in no food production. The monopoly position is shaken.

The reason why the former dynasty was destroyed was because of the many clans of these gentry, they not only monopolized food, but also monopolized the way for the talents in the court to move up, and controlled the government.

Later, several natural disasters in the Little Ice Age became a huge catalyst, directly intensifying the conflicts between the two countries, and frequent civil uprisings.

It was at this time that the first emperor rose up. However, although the first emperor defeated the enemy militarily and gained strong support from the people, he still lacked food.

Where there is food, there are soldiers.

The first emperor had to cooperate with the great families of the previous dynasty, had to accept their funding, and at the same time awarded them high officials and generous salaries after he ascended the throne.

All the late emperor could do was hand over the military power to someone from a poor family like Wen Wujue, and try his best to promote the children of the poor family to fight against the aristocratic clan. Everything the late emperor did was well-intentioned, but he still couldn't completely cure the abscess of the aristocratic clan.

The so-called "dynasty of flowing water, family of iron", if Daliang fails to suppress these aristocratic families, in the long run, it will be like the previous dynasty, internal strife will eventually lead to external troubles, and then it will perish.

Wen Wujue sighed in his heart, the interests cannot be coordinated, the struggle with the family will come sooner or later, and now it is just maintaining superficial peace.

After being away for a day, there was a backlog of papers, Wen Wujue carefully read them one by one.

Among them was the Xue family's nemesis, the Wang family, accusing the Xue family's child of stealing rape. Wang Bao also wrote a special sentence, hoping that the prime minister would handle it fairly.

Wen Wujue smiled silently, and commented, okay.

After finishing all business, it was late at night.

Wen Bo prepared hot water for him and waited for him to take a bath.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took off his robe, he saw a large bruise on Wen Wujue's shoulder, which was very dark in color.

"Prime Minister, what's going on here?"

Only then did Wen Wujue remember the injury on his hand, and said, "It shouldn't be a serious problem, you can ask the imperial doctor to come and have a look at it tomorrow."

Wen Bo's face darkened, and Wen Wujue knew that he was going to talk about him again, so he hurriedly urged him to go out, "Wen Bo, the water is not too hot, please help me add more."

Wen Bo wanted to say something more, but in the end he just sighed and went out.

In the next two days, Wen Wujue heard that Xue's son was accused of stealing and raping, Jingzhao Mansion Yin personally came to arrest him, Guo Xuanzhi handed over the note, demanding severe punishment.

The Xue family quietly sent [-] shi of grain and grass to the Wen family's Zhuangzi, and asked the housekeeper to pass it on, asking the prime minister to accept it with a smile.

Wen Wujue pressed them all, without making a sound.

On the third day, when he received Gao Shenxian's secret letter of wax paint, ensuring that he had received the food and grass, which amounted to 12 shi, Shi Shiran took a soft sedan chair to go to Guo's mansion.

Not surprisingly, when Guo Xuan heard that Wen Wujue had come here for the Xue family's affairs, he immediately turned his face.

He is over sixty years old, his temples are white, but he is full of air when he scolds others.

"Wen Wujue, your conscience was eaten by a dog? How kind was the late emperor to you? This disloyal and unfilial person of the Xue family does not respect the late emperor. If he dares to do such a thing during the national mourning period, let alone be exiled for three thousand miles, he will be chopped off." It’s not an exaggeration to plead for such a person? How will you go to see the late emperor in the future?”

Wen Wujue boasted that he had a good skin, but it was really uncomfortable to be scolded like this.

He had no choice but to make amends and said with a smile: "Old Guo calm down, listen to what I have to say, the Xue family also knows that the crime is not light, this is not to make amends, donated 12 shi of grain for Southern Xinjiang..."

"So what?" Guo Xuanzhi didn't appreciate it at all, "You can pay for your crimes? If things go on like this, where is the law? Aren't you an upright person before? Why are you so confused now?"

Wen Wujue smiled wryly in his heart, that's because you are not in charge of the family, and you don't know how difficult it is to be in charge of the family.

"Old Guo, you also know that the national treasury is empty, and there is no money or food for border wars. You can only rely on these aristocratic families. The Xue family boy did not kill and set fire, so you have to forgive others."

Guo Xuanzhi was extremely stubborn, Wen Wujue talked for a long time, and he was about to talk dry, but the old man couldn't listen.

Wen Wujue hit a hard nail and returned disappointed.

When he came out, he wiped his face with his hand, and there was still saliva. He took out his handkerchief dumbfounded, and wiped it off carefully.

"Prime Minister, if Mr. Guo doesn't cooperate, what about the Xue family?" Lu Jia followed behind him worriedly and asked in a low voice.

Wen Wujue waved his hand, he is just here for a formality today, he is just holding back, who can do anything to him?

Zuo has only gained a reputation of being a corrupt dictatorship.