Wanyan Xiyin clapped his hands and laughed, as if he was very satisfied with the answer. Nianhan was stunned for a moment, but then looked at Wanyan Xiyin again: "What do you mean by only shooting female lions?"
"I just shoot arrows and compose poetry at the same time." Wanyan Xiyin explained helplessly.
Nianhan let out a sigh of relief on the spot, while most of the other nobles present were in awe, and no one knew what they were afraid of or waiting for.
"That... Hela... Adan." Wuzhu finally couldn't help but speak. "Do you still recognize me?"
"You are my fourth uncle!" Wanyan Tan immediately said. "Master Han was brought here by my fourth uncle."
Wuzhu nodded, and then said seriously: "It is like this, Ah Tan, since you have read a lot of books, you should know two things. One is that you are Anban Bojilie, and you will be the ruler of the country in the future, that is, the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty; the other is that you should also know that our Great Jin Dynasty was established in a hurry, and the system is very simple. The local government orders are different, and the rules of the Jurchens, Khitans, and Han people coexist... Then let me ask you, when you become the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty, what system are you going to use? Or will you just keep mixing it up?"
Wanyan Tan blinked when he heard this, then looked at Nianhan and others, and said nothing for a while.
"Don't be afraid." Wushu waved his hand and said, "As long as your uncle is here, no one can take away your position as Anban Bojilie, so don't worry and speak!"
Nianhan frowned for a moment but said nothing.
At this time, Wanyan Tan carefully said to Wuzhu: "My nephew thinks that our Great Jin has its own national conditions. It is too difficult to use only one system."
"That's right... Then let me ask you again, which of the three systems do you think is the best?"
Wanyan Tan hesitated for a moment, and finally answered seriously: "My nephew thinks the Han people's system is the best."
"Why?" Wuzhu asked curiously.
"Because the Han system is the most complete, and the Han system is to centralize power, so that big things can be done from the middle." Wanyan Tan said carefully. "But Master Han said that this should not be said for the time being..."
Wushu and the people around him sneered and said indifferently: "Then why did you say it anyway?"
"Because Master Han and the Imperial Uncle both said that Fourth Uncle is the most trustworthy person today." Wanyan Tan became more cautious. "Master Han also specifically said before coming that we should do whatever Fourth Uncle tells us to do today."
The hall, which had been gradually becoming lively, suddenly became quiet, and Nianhan could not help but glare at the somewhat flustered 'old scholar' Wanyan Wuye.
Wuzhu laughed dryly again, but hurriedly asked: "Then let me ask you another question... Previously, we moved the Han and Khitan people from Yanyun and Hedong to Huining Prefecture, but countless of them fled on the way, which strengthened the Mongols. Then the king and the commander-in-chief also felt that this was a mistake, so they stopped it last year... Did you know?"
"Know."
"That's good to know." Wuzhu suddenly said seriously. "There is another big mistake now. The Meng'an and Mouke were enfeoffed to the local areas before. As a result, the Han people were treated as slaves in the local areas, causing the Han people to rebel constantly. Then these Meng'an and Mouke lived with the Han people in the local areas. They did not learn the good things of the Han people, but instead learned the bad things of the Han people. They became arrogant and indulged themselves every day. Their fighting power was getting lower and lower, so that they suffered a great defeat in Guanxi... Ah Tan, if you become the emperor, how do you think you should deal with this matter?"
"Wuzhu!" Nianhan suddenly shouted. "How can he understand such a thing?! And so many Meng'an and Mouke have been sent out, how can we easily collect them back?"
"Isn't this a test?" Wuzhu was not afraid at all. "It's not like he will ascend the throne today, abolish the Bojilie and Duyuanshuaifu systems the day after tomorrow, and negotiate peace the day after tomorrow... What are you afraid of with such a child?"
Nianhan helplessly gave up on the spot.
"That's all I'm asking." Wushu looked at Wanyan Tan, who looked a little scared, and said to him carefully, "After that, you can go home today!"
Wanyan Tan nodded when he heard this, then thought carefully and answered seriously: "We should unify the laws and give these Meng'an and Mouke land, property, clothes and other things according to their ranks, so that they will stop harassing the local Han people."
Wanyan Xiyin and Wanyan Wushu nodded in unison, and even Nianhan seemed to be thinking about something.
"Where do the things given to these Meng'an Mouke come from?" Xi Yin couldn't help but ask half a question.
"It is precisely that the Han people should pay taxes to the country instead of being slaves of these Meng'an and Mouke. The country will collect taxes and distribute them to those Meng'an and Mouke." Wanyan Tan answered calmly.
Xi Yin nodded again in vain.
"Go back!" Wuzhu also nodded, but as he said this, he stood up and saw him off in person as agreed.
Wanyan Tan then bowed once again in turn in the hall, and then carefully retreated with Wanyan Wuye. After a short pause, Wushu accompanied them to the steps of the main hall before returning to the provincial hall.
Seeing Wuzhu coming back, Nianhan immediately said: "How can this boy be a Jurchen? He is a Han kid! I am afraid that he will only think that we are rude and barbaric."
"Marshal, you are too polite..." Wanyan Xiyin quickly defended Wanyan Tan.
"Wait a moment." Wushu, who had just made a move to sit down, turned around and came to the front of the hall, and then shouted at the Mouke and the soldiers on duty who were talking a few dozen steps away. "No talking! No spying or eavesdropping on what is being said here! Get away from me!"
Knowing that the nobles were about to say something extremely violent, those Moukes also moved away one after another. Even the few remaining soldiers on duty in the Shangshutai walked out a dozen steps and stood about seventy or eighty steps away from the provincial hall.
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