"As you know, the imperial examination is currently underway, and the palace examination will begin soon. The candidates are all gathered together. If they knew about this, it would easily cause trouble."
He is the Grand Tutor and the Prime Minister, so he needs to consider more.
Although we know that paying taxes together with officials and gentry is definitely the best measure for the court's tax revenue.
However, we also need to pay attention to timing and moderation, otherwise it will easily backfire, and it is even more likely that this reform measure will fail before it is even implemented.
Therefore, we must plan carefully and implement it when the time is right.
“The students understand.”
Song Gongwen originally wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't open his mouth.
He also knew very well that this matter did not need to be charged according to the land tax and could not be rushed.
Especially now that scientific expeditions are underway.
Note.
This is the first imperial examination since His Majesty ascended the throne. We must not be careless and must not allow any chaos to occur.
Of course, this was one of the reasons why Song Gongwen did not persist.
I'm also worried that there will be problems.
I just discussed it with the teacher. Now that the other party has given me advice and asked me to wait, I naturally won't insist on it.
"Well, it's getting late, we should go back."
Zhang Zhengming smiled and did not continue talking about this matter.
But soon, he paused and said, "I don't know where Ying Xing will go first when he returns to Beijing this time. If he comes to find you, please talk to him and ask him to come back to live with you. As his uncle, I will try not to nag you."
really.
The teacher says he doesn't care.
But in the end, I still care.
"Yes, teacher."
Song Gongwen nodded and said no more.
After the two said goodbye, they left the courtyard one after the other.
at the same time.
At the east gate of the capital.
A middle-aged man, looking dusty and with messy hair, was standing under the city gate, carrying a tattered bag.
"It's been more than two years, and I'm finally back." The middle-aged man looked at the bustling crowd coming and going, feeling a little emotional.
The middle-aged man had a tall and straight figure and clear eyes and brows. Even though his clothes were a little ragged, his spirit could not be concealed.
He lived for more than forty years, but since he was twenty, he had been traveling outside almost all the time, traveling through countless mountains and rivers, and seeing all kinds of rare things, although he had new feelings every time.
But now, as I am middle-aged, I can hardly walk anymore.
Now I am back in the capital again.
There is a sense of familiarity in my heart.
"Where should we go first?"
The middle-aged man thought for a moment and muttered to himself, "My uncle will definitely be angry if he sees me like this, so I'd better not go there for now. Well, let's go to Brother Gongwen's place so we can clean up."
"But Brother Gongwen is now the Deputy Minister of the Cabinet. I wonder if he will still like me."
The middle-aged man laughed.
The capital.
It is under the feet of the emperor.
If you want to get in, you must verify your identity.
But this doesn't matter to middle-aged people.
Without hesitation, he walked to the city gate for inspection and then went in.
...
In the east of the capital, there is the Song residence.
Although Song Gongwen is now the second assistant of the cabinet.
But he remains as low-key as before and still lives in the same house.
In the lobby.
Mrs. Song brought a bowl of hot soup and placed it on the table.
Song Gongwen nodded, then said, "Madam, please bring a few more dishes. Brother Ying Xing looks very hungry."
After saying that, he raised his head.
At this moment, a middle-aged man was sitting opposite, holding a bowl and eating with heart. His eating manners were almost comparable to Song Hongzhi's.
After hearing what Song Gongwen said, the middle-aged man swallowed the food in his mouth, drank a cup of hot tea, and then said, "Brother Gongwen, you are wrong. I am not starving, but I have been away from home all the time and rarely eat such delicious meals. My sister-in-law is still the same as before, and her cooking skills are still as good as before."
The middle-aged man was none other than Zhang Yingxing, the nephew of the current Grand Tutor Zhang Zhengming!
The sister-in-law mentioned is naturally Song Gongwen's wife.
Note.
The reason why Song Youwei has excellent cooking skills is that
It was because he inherited Mrs. Song's true teachings that he was able to surpass her.
"Brother Ying Xing, please finish your meal before talking." Song Gongwen smiled upon hearing this.
Although his relationship with Zhang Yingxing was not close, they were good friends. In addition, when he was still the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple, Zhang Yingxing would often come to his house to eat and drink whenever he was in the capital, so he was not polite in his words.
Zhang Yingxing didn't say much and immediately started to eat seriously.
Obviously, as mentioned before.
I have never had such a sumptuous meal.
No wonder.
He had been wandering for many years, sleeping in the open air, and it was good enough to have some dry food to eat.
a long time.
Zhang Yingxing ate up all the more than ten dishes and hot soup on the table.
It really scared Song Gongwen.
He immediately asked the servants to prepare a pot of hot tea and said, "Brother Ying Xing, you must have seen many new things during your two years away. They say that reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. This time, I will be your student and listen to your advice, okay?"
"What do you mean by student or not? That's not the tone of the letter you wrote to me."
Zhang Yingxing laughed. He was a free and unrestrained person by nature.
When speaking, he naturally doesn't beat around the bush.
That's why.
Sometimes I really can't talk to Zhang Zhengming, a great scholar of our time.
Zhang Yingxing paused and continued, "It's nothing, it's just that I walked a little further. It doesn't matter whether I tell you or not. But Brother Gongwen, I came to your house this time to ask for a favor."
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