Chapter 107: One hundred and seven

Wei Lan smiled, naturally she understood Xie Zichen's consciousness. Such things as reforms, the person taking the lead has always taken a huge risk. Just like her teacher back then was also a person who participated in the reform. She could survive, and her senior sisters could get a whole body, but her teacher had to hang the limbs on the tower after five horses and expose them to the sun for ten days.
Even if she and Xie Zichen are now both prosperous and both prosperous and ruined, there is still one who is destined to die even more miserable and even more deadly.
A selfish person like Xie Zichen also took the initiative to stand up for others to block the knife. Wei Lan couldn't help but sighed and softened her expression: "Zichen, this is not necessary."
Xie Zichen shook his head, jumped into the carriage, and said nothing.
The reform of the law is imminent. Today, the great Chu’s internal and external troubles are rooted in the imperial court’s weakness, not to strengthen centralization, and not to allow the court to have extra money to support the establishment of another army. If the great Chu continues like this, sooner or later, the country will be destroyed. Dangerous.
Huan Heng's strength and Rong Hua's ambition were both factors of instability, which made the southern court at risk. Not to mention that there are eggs in the nest, even Wei Lan's ideals in life can't tolerate her watching the imperial court so rotten and not making any noise.
She was a person who died once, without any fear or regret. The only regret in the last life was that the north was not recovered.
So even if she took huge risks, she had to implement the reform.
On the one hand, Xie Zichen is in the firm consideration of his political rights, and on the other hand, he supports Wei Lan. He finally climbed to the position, unwilling to fall in any form.
The two people focused on the reform, and then forced the reform forward.
This is not a strong reform. From a land tax to a household tax, the princes and nobles are just paying a few more people. The only embarrassment is the subordinates protected by the nobles. They didn’t have to pay taxes in the past. It is inevitable to be dissatisfied with taxation. They urged their masters, found scholars, and began to degrade the malpractices of the reforms one after another.
But this is a much gentler method compared with the direct demand from Teacher Wei Lan that the princes and nobles be taxed on the land. Wei Lan opened one eye and closed another, watching the scholars post articles about you coming and going.
At this time, there were rumors in Beijing that Wei Lan and Xie Zichen had done their best to overshadow their masters, and wanted to follow the example of Cao Aman in order to hold the emperor to make the princes. Because of a disagreement, the two forced the emperor to use a rod to kill the six-rank courtiers, whose lives were like mit grass mustard.
These things were mixed together, and the popularity of Xie Zichen and Wei Lan fell to the extreme. Sometimes when you come to the street and see the carriages of the two of Wei Xie, there will be boys hitting them with stones.
Stained ink was extremely angry. One time when the carriage was smashed by the boy, she suddenly stopped the car and chased the boy. The boy was panicked and fell to the ground. Passers-by looked on and accused him. At this time, a cold voice came from the carriage. Voice: "Stained with ink."
Standing in front of the little boy, Ran Mo froze, and then everyone saw a young man in a purple embroidered python robe with a jade and golden crown poking out of the carriage.
Her eyebrows are drawn like a brush, and the lines are smooth, with a sense of inexhaustible romance. With thin lips and high nose, it is the kind of handsome posture that Da Chu people appreciate most nowadays.
She picked up a step from the carriage, her temperament was magnanimous and calm, everyone was stunned by the appearance, but the person was completely unaware, walked up to the boy, stretched out his hand to the boy, and said gently: "Stand up. "
The boy stared at the people in front of him blankly, Wei Lan chuckled: "Well, don't you say that Da Chu's men are all big men? After a fall, they can't stand up?"
"It's...nothing!"
The boy blushed and jumped up, Wei Lan straightened up, with her hands folded between her sleeves, and smiled and said: "This brother has a reckless temper and scared you. I apologize for her."
The child did not speak, snorted coldly, and turned his head away. Wei Lan didn't care, and continued: "But you smashed my car, but you were wrong. You have to apologize to me."
"Why!" The little boy scolded angrily: "Daddy said, you are all bad guys!"
"Oh?" Wei Lan raised her brows: "Who is your father?"
"My dad..."
"Little fat!" A woman's voice came over, and a woman wearing an embroidered sarong hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd. When she saw Wei Lan, she immediately led the child to kneel down and said in a panic: "My lord, Slaves have no way to teach, and I hope adults don’t care."
Wei Lan nodded, but said: "I don't care about children, but I want to care about adults. Who told him what he said?"
"That was all he heard indiscriminately!" The woman hurriedly said: "Sir, children's words are all nonsense, not really!"
"Oh," Wei Lan nodded and waved: "That's it."
The woman kowtows her head in gratitude. When she thinks this matter is over, Wei Lan said, "Go back and tell your father-in-law. Seven days later, at noon in the Seven-Star Building, wait for him at the lower stage. I hope I can have a clear talk, and I hope he can meet his appointment. Come."
The woman looked up suddenly, as if struck by lightning. Wei Lan turned back to the carriage, dyed ink and drove back, wondering: "The son knows who her mate is?"
"The word Nie is embroidered on the corner of the dress she is wearing."
"what?"
"And the family crest of the Nie family."
The Nie family was originally considered a high-ranking clan. Later, because the family members were too cautious, and the family quarreled, they would retreat if they didn't advance, so the Nie family fell step by step. By the generation of Nie Ping, it was just a teacher.
However, although Nie Ping is just a teacher who has opened a private school, he has many students, widely acclaimed knowledge, and he is keen on current affairs, and he is good at discussing and arguing with others. It is said that he had debated with seven famous scholars in the world. , Argued for a month, and then the other party conceded defeat, which shows his ability to speak loudly.
This time, Nie Ping was the one who rushed to the forefront of the reform. He rushed forward, and the fan community responded quickly, and the response from the people became intense. Catch the thief first, capture the king, and wipe out the vitality in one fell swoop, and then lose momentum.
Wei Lan was thinking about this too, so she just met today and said directly.
Everyone at the scene listened to Wei Lan's words, and when she returned to the house, Xie Zichen greeted her: "I heard that you are going to set the stage in the Seven-Star Building, and you are still singles out Nie Ping?"
"Yeah." Wei Lan handed the cloak to Ranmo, smiling: "Your news is very fast."
"Why don't you say a word?"
Xie Zichen followed her, like a big dog wagging its tail. When she walked there, he followed wherever she was, frowning and saying, "I don't think it's appropriate."
"how?"
Wei Lan was amused by her thoughts, and glanced back at the man's prosperous beauty: "Are you still afraid that I won't win those pedantic scholars?"
"Why would I be afraid that you won't win them?" Xie Zichen sneered: "With them, there is no pressure to come to a camp."
Wei Lan: "..."
Although the first pillar of Yushitai is no longer in Yushitai, skills still exist.
"Then what do you think is wrong?"
Wei Lan cleaned her hands, Xie Zichen said with a straight face: "Too long for him."
"I'm not arguing with him alone. After a while, I will send people to major colleges and celebrities to deliver posts. If you want to come, please come. I will set the stage for three days and they will go together."
"Then I..."
"Just watch it carefully." Wei Lan blinked: "Why, when I get married, I have to be so strict, don't you give me a chance to be handsome?"
These words made Xie Zichen's face darkened instantly, remembering the heroic deeds of Wei Lan in the past. In her life, she has never forgotten to pretend to be coercive and handsome. There are countless male and female fans, similar looks, Wei Lan's admirers can be queued from Shengjing to Di Jie, and Xie Zichen...it's good to queue up to the tower.
Wei Lan looked at Xie Zichen's appearance and laughed low. It seems that it was influenced by mood. After getting married, he didn't like to wear black clothes. He was dressed in light colors such as lake blue and moonlight, with a jade crown sachet, which made his whole person much brighter and more charming than before. , Finally had some romantic appearance of the family son.
Wei Lan likes his bright appearance. She doesn't like the cold and lonely man. All the coldness and depression come from the surroundings. No one is born so indifferent, so every time she sees Xie Zichen standing away from the crowd wearing black clothes , Wei Lan will feel distressed.
Looking at him now, she finally had the aura of a family prince who was accustomed to growing up like Wang Xi, she couldn't help feeling a little proud. This proves that Xie Zichen must be extremely happy with her.
She raised her hand and brushed his dark and soft hair, raised her hand to the tip of her nose and sniffed, closing her eyes and said: "Zichen doesn't have to be jealous. She has a small heart. Now she is full of eyes, the only one."
"You said a word to me before."
Xie Zichen spoke indifferently, Wei Lan raised her eyes and let out a nasal sound: "Huh?"
"Love words are unbelievable, you just talk about it, I just listen to it."
"I've said this?" Wei Lan was stunned. Why did she dig such a deep hole for herself back then?
Xie Zichen looked like water, and pushed Wei Lan to the ground. Wei Lan fell to the ground, raised her hand to rest her head on her elbow, and looked at Xie Zichen with a smile: "If you can't listen, Zichen is jealous, what should I do? "
Xie Zichen smiled, and his fair face smiled slightly, bringing the beauty of spring water and pear blossoms.
He attached to her ear, his voice was low, "Of course it is, you."
Wei Lan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud and clapped her hands: "Well, well, I like Zichen's ambition."
Xie Zichen was silent, and let her know that there was a price to be paid that night.
Seven days later, the Weilan Seven-Star Building was set up. Many people arrived that day. After Wei Lan came down, he came early and set up a stage in the center of the lobby.
By noon, the Seven Star Building was already crowded with people. Xie Zichen sat in the private room closest to Wei Lan, quietly watching the man.
The man dressed in a white robe with wide sleeves embroidered with orchids, sitting behind the slip, quietly making tea for himself. Obviously, he only said that he was making tea for himself to kill time, and he could be done by that person like a dance. Every action is pleasing to the eye, showing the heritage of a century-old family.
Standing like a Zhilan Yushu, smiling like a moon into the arms.
Xie Zichen never thought that such a term could be so suitable for a woman. He looked at her from a distance, she was waiting for everyone, when Nie Ping came, there was a boo, and it was heavy rain that day, Nie Ping came with an umbrella, Wei Lan took a sip of tea and saw Nie Ping walk in and step onto the stage. , Said lightly: "I have seen Wei Xiang."
Wei Lan nodded and said calmly: "Mr. Nie, please."
In fact, from the change of land tax to household tax, as long as you pierce the paper that "princes do not tax", the truth becomes extremely clear.
Not to mention that today is the reason, even if it is not, Wei Lan is also a black-and-white reversal.
She came and went with Nie Ping calmly, and the scholars and celebrities began to add a word to me.
There were a dozen people sitting on the stage at a time, and Wei Lan responded to the questions and siege of a dozen people at the same time, but she did not hesitate and solved all the problems with clear thinking.
Xie Zichen watched quietly in the private room, and couldn't help but remember that Wei Lan was like this when she closed out that year.
At that time, they took the nine subjects together, and then they debated the duel. The person opposite was in such a posture, calm and unhurried. He originally wanted to admit defeat at the time, but she surrendered in advance. Now when I think about it, it was her demeanor.
The women in their world are really strange.
Everyone understands, why is a man respected in a world? Because a stronger physique has established an overwhelming social system, economic power creates the right to speak, and with the right to speak, women can be raised in captivity and repeatedly told them that they are weak and need protection, so they cannot resist Yes, it is necessary to rely on men's bowing to achieve oneself.
But their world is not like that.
They have repeatedly taught their children that because they have gone through more hardships, women have a more determined character and an unyielding spirit in any case. Physical weakness is the key to their need to overcome.
They master writing, mastering knowledge, and monopolizing technology. Women practice martial arts since childhood, literate literacy, cultivate the fields, and support their families. Through study and hard work, and through the self-confidence in women taught from an early age, we can finally overcome the weakness brought by the body and form that strange world.
Xie Zichen looked at the shining person and seemed to understand what he finally liked her.
He likes her, he can climb up no matter what desperate situation, he doesn't give up on himself, she has such a tough mind. This is the pride and pride that women in this world cannot have.
He took a sip of his tea and watched her lightly smile, unconsciously, there was a smile on his face, he wanted to pull the person from the crowd, kissed and smashed hard.
After getting married, it is easy to have such thoughts when looking at that person anytime and anywhere.
I just want that person to be with myself all the time, he loves that moment so much, she only sees him.
Xie Zichen's mind was full of absurd thoughts, but Wei Lan on the stage repelled everyone with only a few words. Those scholars were annoyed by the comments. One of them said angrily: "Speaking of which, Wei Xiang is just saying that the princes occupies too much land, the people are taxed too much, and the country does not have enough money. The key to this problem, is it? Isn’t it because the prince owns a large area of ​​land but does not pay the tax?! Then why not go straight to the root and let the prince pay the tax?!"
Upon hearing this, the audience fell silent. The celebrities and scholars with a little brain changed their faces, and Wei Lan took a sip of tea, and said flatly: "If the son thinks this method is more suitable, then go to the palace gate and submit the Wanyanshu directly to your majesty. It’s not bad either."
"No!" Nie Ping said immediately, but said with the scholar: "If you do this, how can the princes and nobles give up? This method is definitely not feasible!"
"Is it right? Isn't it your Majesty's words?" The scholar consciously proposed an excellent idea, and sneered: "These princes and nobles, do they really despise your Majesty to the point where they don't even listen to the emperor's words?!"
Nie Ping was choked by these words.
These celebrities have been fighting against Wei Lan and never touched on the root cause of this matter. The reason is that everyone knows the tricks in this. A large number of them are entrusted by these princes and nobles to hinder Wei Lan. How can it really hurt the interests of these people?
But public debate, the core issue was originally here, Wei Lan and them you came and I spent an afternoon, and finally these stunned youth heard the key point and led the scholar to say this.
When these words came out, Wei Lan had no room to speak. Those pure scholars who devoted themselves to the country and the "famous scholars" who used to curse people under the princes and nobles immediately argued with these people.
Wei Lan sat on the high platform, took a sip of tea, and said amidst the noise of the crowd: "In other words, now everyone feels that the reform is necessary, but there is a problem with the method of reform, right?"
Those who opposed it were speechless. The reasons for Wei Lan’s reform were already too sufficient. However, they said at first that they were doing improperly around Wei Lan’s reform. They waited for an afternoon to argue, and now come to question Wei Lan’s reform. The motivation is too late.
Because invisibly, Wei Lan had already led them to quarrel about whether her method of reform was reasonable for an afternoon. That is to say, they all carried out all afternoon on the premise that the reform should be done now.
The faces of those who were bought were very ugly, but those scholars who really came for the country felt that they had found the key and proudly said: "Exactly, since Wei Xiang wants to reform, why not be more thorough? How can tax really solve the problem?"
"I am a prudent person here," Wei Lan said calmly: "The method of reform is not something you and I can decide. The official handed over the method to Your Majesty. If you think there is a problem, you don't need to argue anymore and go directly to the palace. That's it!"
"Okay!" The scholar replied decisively: "Wei Xiang has Wei Xiang's method, and I have my own opinions. I believe that your majesty must act justly."
"This is natural."
Wei Lan hooked the corner of her mouth, then got up and said goodbye to everyone.
However, the crowd is not far away, and those who want to reform the law are still arguing. Wei Lan left calmly from the high platform under the of the guards. Xie Zichen was already waiting for her on the carriage. Just as Wei Lan got on the carriage, she was pulled over by the man and pressed directly against the wall of the carriage.
He endured all afternoon, he loved her so shiny appearance.
Wei Lan raised her leg to wrap around him, and said dumbly: "Have you heard?"
"Ok."
Xie Zichen lowered his head and held her in his arms, and his voice was so that his heartstrings were tense: "You put this ring on, just wanting those scholars to tens of thousands of words to directly force the tax increase, right? Those nobles are in a hurry, choose between For one, it will naturally support you."
With that said, Xie Zichen rushed in and said slowly: "Little villain, you are pushing them like this, and you are not afraid that they will directly turn back."
Wei Lan circled him, and the carriage began to move. The two pressed their voices and movements. Wei Lan tried to keep her voice as calm as possible, and said with a low smile: "What are you afraid of, don't I have Master Xie to support me?"
Xie Zichen took a bite of her: "Wei Xiang holds the Jing and Qing states in his hand, with his party feathers spread over half of the court, and the 600,000 soldiers in the north. In the lower district, the second-grade Shang Shuling, where can I support Wei Xiang? "
When he spoke, his movements became fierce, with a smile in his voice: "I'm the little rabbit raised by Wei Xiang, right?"
"I dare not dare," Wei Lan gritted her teeth and said, "Yang Xie Sir, a wolf king like a rabbit, is afraid of losing his life."
"You won't be able to fold your life," Xie Zichen laughed, let her sit on him, held her waist, attached to her ear, and said with a low voice: "I'm afraid that we might fold Wei Xiang's waist."
The two of them squeezed their movements all the way and carefully carried out a ridiculous cause. When they arrived at the Xie Mansion, Xie Tong sensibly drove the carriage into the yard without calling anyone. When the two were finished, Xie Zichen jumped out with Wei Lan and went back to the room to wash.
"Zichen," Wei Lan sighed, "Since I got married with you, I feel that I have really lived the life I have been thinking about in my previous life."
"Huh?" Xie Zichen rubbed his back to Wei Lan, looking down, "What life?"
"In my last life, my desire to be in bed was to marry someone who was dignified and sloppy under the bed. I didn't expect that this wish could be realized, and it was more exciting than I thought!"
Xie Zichen's hand holding the veil stiffened, and after a while, he said lightly.
"I envy you for being able to marry me such a good man."
"Yeah," Wei Lan nodded: "I also envy myself. I can marry such a good lord and live such a shameless life."
So shameless and embarrassed, are you proud?
The dye ink who came in to deliver the clothes silently slandered in his heart, turned and walked out.
As soon as I walked to the door, I met Xie Tong, and Ranmo curiously asked, "What did you do?"
"Ventilate the carriage."
Xie Tong showed a sour expression: "To tell you the truth, I didn't know the son was such a person before he got married!"
Yanmoxin nodded in the same sympathy: "Yes, before getting married, I didn't know that my master could be like this."
Xie Tong glanced at dye ink, the two sighed at the same time, then stood at the door, not knowing what to say, standing side by side on the promenade, looking at the buds of peach blossoms, Xie Tong endured and endured, finally Said: "Actually, I still envy it."
"What do you envy?" Ran Mo turned her head, Xie Tong looked at her, and said seriously: "Amo, when will I be able to live such a turbulent life with you?"
As soon as the voice fell, Ranmo slammed his fist up, and directly smashed Xie Tong out of the corridor.
Xie Tong was dizzy by this unexpected blow, lying weakly in the courtyard and raising his hand: "Just talk. I'll just talk."
Dyeing ink: "Haha."
Do you think I am a person like my master?
Yes, I am.
But you can't say it!
The author has something to say:
【small theater】
Mo Shubai: "Please identify, who is the most wavering in this book?"
All people collectively pointed to Wei Lan, Wei Lan pointed to Xie Zichen, Xie Zichen didn't point to anyone.
Mo Shubai: "Xie Zichen, why didn't you point to other people?"
Xie Zichen: "I'm here, so I don't need to point to other people."
Mo Shubai: "You don't look like this kind of person..."
Xie Zichen: "Men Sao is all muffled Sao."
Wei Lan: "Mo Shubai, are you envious? Are you jealous?"
Mo Shubai: "Hehe, so will my husband!!"
Turning to see, Mo Shubai's husband Er Gouzi was tearing down her keyboard.
Wei Lan (applause): "Yeah, this operation is really awkward?"
Mo Shubai (pushing Ergou): "Don't disassemble the keyboard, come and support the scene, come and show one."
The two dogs pondered for a moment, and instantly made a nervous cat spanking himself on the bed.
Ergou: "Come on!!!"
Everyone: "..."
This is not Sao, this is neurosis.
# In memory of my keyboard that was removed last night, my heart is broken#