The malice of the Lord of Anguo These craftsmen cannot speak elegantly...
When Wen Tao doesn't speak, she looks really quiet.
Once she speaks, she no longer fits the definition of quiet.
It's not that they were noisy, but she talked too much. Sometimes Shen Zhiwei was afraid that she would rap to herself on the spot.
I haven't seen any ability to sophistry, but he is indeed good at talking.
When hearing Tao's long speech, Shen Zhiwei was a little distracted. Among the talents who can govern a country, there shouldn't be a chatterbox, right?
It is easy for a chatterbox to lose control of his mouth, which is a taboo in official circles, so she found such a young, inexperienced and chatty girl to be an official, which will definitely not affect the process of her country's demise.
The key is that she also provided the girl with a civil servant internship position. If the girl wants to pursue further studies in the future, she can show her resume to other monarchs, and they will definitely be vying for her.
When Shen Zhiwei thought about it, he felt that he was really a kind person.
"Okay, I'll make you..." Shen Zhiwei paused just as he began to speak.
She still had some memories of her original body and had a preliminary understanding of the official positions in the court. In addition, with the lectures given by Master Wen in the past two days, those official titles that sounded so unfamiliar to her before had become familiar to her.
But no matter how familiar he was with them, Shen Zhiwei still had some difficulty understanding what those officials did.
The Zhou Dynasty governed the country with rituals and music, which was very different from the rule of law in later generations.
Nowadays, law is just a small path. It can govern the common people and some nobles, but it cannot govern the great nobles and royal families.
It is precisely because the law has certain limitations that the rule of law cannot be implemented.
This made Shen Zhiwei particularly uncomfortable. She was completely unable to adapt to a lawless world.
The rites and laws can be considered as the laws of the Zhou Dynasty, but the regulations of the rites and laws are not that detailed, and the idea of killing someone and paying with one's life did not appear.
When Shen Zhiwei thought of this, he raised his eyelids with a lack of interest and continued, "I will temporarily be accepted by the Qiu official as an assistant."
Wen Taifu was shocked. The Chief Justice was the official in charge of criminal punishment, and the current Chief Justice was Jiang Bin, who was from the Jiang family.
Jiang Bin is not a very good person. He has no talent. It's mainly because of his good family background. If he had any ability, he would not have stayed in Jingchang.
The key point is that the staff under Qiu Guan are also responsible for trying cases. Wen Tao has just entered the court, and she is asked to be responsible for trying cases and sentencing. Taifu Wen is worried that Wen Tao will not do a good job.
This is equivalent to Shen Zhiwei arranging someone to be a minister in the Ministry of Justice.
In fact, Wen Tao has good eloquence, so he should be under the rank of Chunguan. Zongbo is in charge of state rituals and has to deal with people more often.
It can be simply and roughly understood as the Ministry of Rites, which can be regarded as the predecessor of the Ministry of Rites.
But Shen Zhiwei didn't really want to make the Zhou Dynasty prosperous, so she certainly wouldn't put the right talents in the right positions.
Before Master Wen could say anything, Wen Tao gave her father a look, and the father and daughter thanked him for his kindness and accepted their assignment.
Shen Zhiwei still wanted to go and see the craftsmen, watching them making the iron pot, but when he saw that everything was fine here, he let them go first.
As soon as the two Wen family members left the palace, Grand Tutor Wen immediately asked Wen Tao, "Why did you accept the position of Sikou just now in the palace? What will happen if you fail to perform well and betray the king's trust?"
"Don't worry, father. Since the king is willing to appoint me to the position of Sikou, he must have made arrangements long ago. Besides, I haven't even started yet, so how can you be sure I can't do it?"
Wen Tao is a person with a strong personality. To put it bluntly, he is very stubborn.
Whatever she decides to do, she will do it to the best of her ability.
Just like when she wanted to study, she went all the way to Bian State. She wanted a famous teacher, so she begged Changzi to accept her as his disciple.
Now she wants to repay the king, so she will do her best in any favor the king gives her.
When she gets home, she'll start reading books and memorize all the etiquette and laws governing the common people!
Shen Zhiwei took people to see the craftsmen.
The person who was brought along was naturally Hu Youan.
Now the person Shen Zhiwei trusts the most is Hu Youan, because he and the original body grew up together and have a good relationship with each other. The most important thing is that the original body and Hu Youan have not met in the past few years.
No matter what changes occurred in Shen Zhiwei's temperament, Hu Youan would not know.
Hu Youan is very skilled and she is a woman, so she can protect Shen Zhiwei closely. Of course, Shen Zhiwei will value her very much.
Someone will definitely ask, isn't Shen Zhiwei's goal to become the king of a fallen country? Why does she need someone to protect her closely?
Of course, it’s because Shen Zhiwei doesn’t intend to become a dead king.
Shen Zhiwei was sitting in a carriage. Today, the carriage she was sitting in was open-top. The sun shone on her, making her feel warm.
Squinting his eyes at Hu Youan who was riding the imperial horse, Shen Zhiwei asked, "Youan is very happy."
That's right, Hu Youan was extremely happy, and that happy mood was accurately conveyed to Shen Zhiwei through Hu Youan's expressionless face.
"Your Majesty, you now have your own people in the court. From now on, those officials will no longer dare to lie to you. Moreover, Grand Tutor Wen also approves of your philosophy of governing the country. You'an is delighted."
Hu Youan still remembered the king when he first ascended the throne. He was trying to remain calm, but was actually filled with fear and anxiety.
He seems like two different people from the king who governs the country with ease today.
When Shen Zhiwei heard the words "philosophy of governing the country", a question mark slowly appeared in his mind.
What kind of governing philosophy is that? Does she have one?
Shen Zhiwei didn't know what to say. If she explained to Hu Youan, she would have to make it clear that she was governing the country with the intention of ruining it. This statement sounded even more outrageous than her having any idea about governing the country.
Forget it, if thinking this way can make Hu Youan happy, then think this way.
When she started to commit suicide, Hu Youan was no longer happy.
Thinking of this, Shen Zhiwei felt a little guilty. It was not easy for her to earn 100 million from the system. She was simply making money against her conscience!
But this is inevitable. As history rolls forward, the king of the old dynasty is destined to be overthrown, and the new dynasty will continue the glory of this nation.
By the time the carriage stopped, Shen Zhiwei had already comforted herself.
She stepped down from the carriage on the wooden step, looked around, and found the place very desolate.
"Why place those craftsmen in such a desolate place?"
Shen Zhiwei asked Hu Youan, in her opinion, those craftsmen who could make large iron pots for her to cook were much more noble than those courtiers who just ate dry rice in the court.
Those court officials can live in big houses, why do technical workers have to live in this shabby place?
Shen Zhiwei didn't know that there was such a desolate place in the palace.
"Your Majesty, this was originally where the craftsmen worked, but it later became deserted. Upon learning that craftsmen from Anguo had arrived, the palace staff renovated the place, but it still looks rather desolate from the outside."
Hu Youan was not surprised by this, as she had lived in such a small palace before.
Everyone thinks that the palace is magnificent and golden everywhere, but in fact, the more beautiful a place is, the more manpower and material resources are needed to maintain its brightness and splendor.
How could the place where those powerless palace maids lived be so good?
A house is considered to be the best if the roof doesn’t leak, the table has legs that aren’t missing, and there are no potholes on the ground.
Shen Zhiwei was speechless for a moment after hearing this, and he understood more and more how bad the Zhou royal family's current situation was.
Even if she wanted to save him, she didn't have the ability to do so.
"If the king has any business, he can summon the craftsmen for questioning."
Seeing that Shen Zhiwei had not taken a step forward, Hu Youan thought that the king felt that this place was too crude and there was no place for him to stay, so he persuaded Shen Zhiwei to be summoned by the craftsmen instead of coming in person.
Hu Youan said this two or three times on the way, and was rejected by Shen Zhiwei every time.
This time is certainly no exception.
Shen Zhiwei also wanted to take a walk in the palace. The life of going back and forth between the farm and the palace these days was really boring, and she had to find some fun for herself.
She also wanted to see how blacksmiths of this era worked.
No, there is no blacksmith, but a master forger who makes weapons.
When they approached, the guards guarding the door had already saluted Shen Zhiwei, and Shen Zhiwei waved his hand to let them stand up.
Hu Youan asked, "Are all the craftsmen from Anguo here?"
"Doctor, there are five people in the room, all here."
The guards replied simply that they were standing at the door in armor as door gods, looking very professional.
The guards in the palace were not from poor backgrounds. Most of them were descendants of aristocrats. They had no worries about food and drink, were well-developed, and were tall and strong. Their appearance was very different from that of the common people outside the palace.
And they can speak elegant language.
After Shen Zhiwei came to the ancient times, in addition to the difficulty in adapting to food, clothing and housing, he also had difficulty adapting to the written language.
Apart from the official use of elegant language and Zhou characters in the Zhou Dynasty, other countries had their own dialects and writing systems. Shen Zhiwei suspected that if he left Jingchang, he would become a dumb, deaf, and hopelessly illiterate.
Shen Zhiwei sighed, then walked in with Hu Youan.
The craftsmen inside had known that the king was coming today, so when they heard the sound at the door, they hurried to the door to greet him. When they arrived at the door, they all knelt down without even looking up to see the king's appearance.
With his head pressed against his hands and his hands against the ground, all he could see were the king's golden shoes and jade boots, as well as the gentle clatter of the jade pendant on his waist, which was pleasant to the ears.
Shen Zhiwei thought he would hear the sound of them paying homage, but he didn't expect the scene to be completely silent.
Just when Shen Zhiwei was thinking about skipping the etiquette and calling people directly, she heard the guards who followed her in from the door whisper to her, "Your Majesty, these craftsmen are all mute."
Mute?
There were people who were born deaf and dumb, but it was difficult for them to survive in the Zhou Dynasty. Those who became craftsmen for high-ranking officials rarely had physical disabilities.
So this dumb...
"Mr. An is so despicable! Insidious! Cunning!"
Hu Youan had already reacted and started cursing.
In order to prevent the craftsmen from revealing things that should not be revealed, they were simply made mute.
Without asking, Hu Youan could guess that these craftsmen probably could not read or write.
Shen Zhiwei asked in a low voice: "Can they hear the sound?"
"Your Majesty, they can hear you, but they don't speak elegantly."
The guard’s words made Shen Zhiwei’s face completely gloomy.
At this moment, Shen Zhiwei felt a strong malice coming from the Zhou emperor's nominal uncle, Anshou (Si Shou), the king of Anguo.
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