It just so happens that there are a lot of them over there from the old party!

However, Guo Zhongxiao was a little panicked by Zhao Xu's smile. He could only lower his head to hide his fear - he was a military minister, and he did not dare to get involved in this vortex that was very likely to involve civil servants, literati, and important ministers fighting each other.

If Wu Chen gets involved, he will die!

Zhao Xu did not continue to embarrass him. He just waved his hand and said, "Please go down and rest."

"No!" Guo Zhongxiao bowed before bowing and stepped back.

Zhao Xu took Su Che's bullet and continued reading.

Then he discovered that Han Jie's dementia was not only reflected in the salt.

His actions in discussing tea also completely exposed his weakness of not understanding the economy and people's livelihood at all.

This guy, together with Lu Shimin, a tea official from Chengdu Main Road, collected tea in the tea garden on Chengdu Road with a large scale, but only gave tea farmers the tea price of a small scale, thereby squeezing the tea farmers' interests.

There was widespread dissatisfaction among the local people. Su Che said in a piece of writing: Many gardeners did not want to grow tea.

Obviously, as a Sichuan native, Su Che's statement must be well-founded.

I am afraid that the tea farmers in Sichuan collectively made a certain sound - if the court does not correct it, we will quit.

The worst case scenario is that they will break up in one fell swoop.

We don't make money, and the court doesn't want to receive tea.

And this is the weakness of the imperial court.

In the Song Dynasty, tea law has been discussed and discussed since the founding of the country.

Countless changes have been made and countless reforms have been made.

But the result...

Chicken feathers all over the place!

In the end, the imperial court was ruined and no longer wanted to do anything.

Even Wang Anshi's reform did not touch the tea method.

Because everyone knows that the tea method is like a sinkhole, the kind that you cannot climb out of if you fall into it.

reason?

The experience of tea law reform in the past dynasties has clearly told everyone that the balance between the government, farmers, and tea merchants when discussing tea law is extremely fragile.

If the interests of any party are damaged, the entire tea tea method may not be able to continue.

However, Han Jie dared to follow the local tea official Lu Shimin on Chengdu Road, playing tricks on the big name and charging the tea price for the small name.

This made Zhao Xu completely despair of his IQ.

How naive must one be to think that local farmers would lose money growing tea for the imperial court?

Are they stupid?

Well, even if they are stupid enough to grow tea at a loss, is this model sustainable?

The farmer went bankrupt and all the leek seedlings were gone.

Where does the imperial court go to make money?!

"Everyone..." Feng Jing walked in with someone: "It's time to wash up and rest."

Zhao Xu put down the magazine in his hand and nodded: "Yes, I changed to wash up."

He looked at Feng Jing and suddenly asked: "Feng Jing, do you want to go out?"

Feng Jing was startled and quickly knelt down: "Everyone, are you serving me right?"

"I have something important to entrust you to me!" Zhao Xu looked at Feng Jing seriously and said, "Think about it seriously!"

Zhao Xu said: "In the ancestral system, internal ministers must be appointed to other posts before they can transfer to another official position."

"You are already an enshrined official. If you are promoted again, you can only secretly transfer funds and send funds. Transfer funds secretly and send funds. This is not according to the laws of our ancestors. I am not afraid of doing it."

"Therefore, if you want to be promoted again, you must take up a job abroad, otherwise you will always be the chief minister of Funing Hall."

Feng Jing hurriedly bowed and said, "I will do everything according to everyone's wishes."

Zhao Xu smiled and said, "You'd better think about it seriously!"

"The foreign office is no better than Bianjing!"

"Besides, you are someone close to me. Once you take office, from the local government to the center, countless eyes will be staring at you!"

As long as Feng Jing was appointed abroad, the civil servants would inevitably use a magnifying glass to find problems with Feng Jing.

Maybe a bunch of spies will be placed where he works, and they will monitor him from all directions at all times, 12 hours a day.

If you catch a little problem, you can get it online.

This is the instinct of civil servants.

It’s more of a kind of PTSD!

Who said that the big minks of the Tang Dynasty were so powerful?

After Feng Jing heard this, he immediately trembled and said, "I don't dare to deceive everyone. If this is the case, I'm afraid I will embarrass everyone."

Zhao Xu hummed after hearing this.

He could finally see that Feng Jing didn't have any big ambitions.

He probably felt that staying in Funing Palace for the rest of his life was enough.

As for other things?

Does he need to think about it?

Zhao Xu nodded. Since Feng Jing has this self-awareness, there is no need to rush the ducks.

So, someone needs to be replaced.

Find someone you can trust.

who?

Zhao Xu subconsciously remembered the names of the two ministers.

Yan Shouqin, Tong Guan.

In terms of qualifications, Strict Shouqin is more appropriate.

But in terms of intelligence and work, I'm afraid Tong Guan is suitable.

Feng Jing watched Zhao Xu deep in thought and knew that he was thinking about something, so he quietly ordered someone to put the foot-washing water in front of the bed and began to wash Zhao Xu's feet.

Clean him up and take off his clothes for him.

"Everyone, it's getting late, it's time to go to sleep."
Chapter completed!