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Volume 76: Zhao, Yin, Han, Zhang and two Wangs

Chapter 87 of 漢書 ✓ Translated
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This is Book 76 of the History of the Han: the forty-sixth set of biographies, devoted to Zhao Guanghan, Yin Wengui, Han Yanshou, Zhang Chang, Wang Zun, and Wang Jun.
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涿 使 巿
Zhao Guanghan, styled Zidu, came from Liwu in Zhuo Commandery, in what had once been the kingdom of Hejian. While young he held posts as commandery clerk and provincial aide, earning a reputation for clean hands, sound judgment, and a habit of deferring to capable men beneath him in rank. Recommended on the "outstanding talent" roster, he was named Director of the Office of Equitable Marketing. A "incorrupt and capable" nomination brought him the magistracy of Yangdi. His governance stood out so sharply that he rose to Metropolitan Commandant and served as acting Governor of the capital prefecture. When Emperor Zhao died, Du Jian of Xinfeng—then a clerk in the metropolitan yamen—was put in charge of work on the tumulus at Pingling. Du Jian was a local strongman whose hangers-on ran rackets; Guanghan caught wind of it and tipped him off before taking action. When Du Jian ignored the warning, Guanghan had him seized, prosecuted, and punished under statute. Influential eunuchs and grandees lobbied relentlessly for Du Jian; Guanghan refused every approach. Kin and retainers plotted a rescue, but Guanghan already knew every ringleader; through his officers he sent word: "If you go through with this, your whole clans will be wiped out." Several guards marched Du Jian to the execution ground in the marketplace, and nobody dared interfere. Word of it spread through the capital, and people praised him.
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The King of Changyi had just been enthroned and was running wild; Grand General Huo Guang and the court deposed him and set Emperor Xuan on the throne. For his role in fixing the new reign, Guanghan received the noble rank of marquis within the passes.
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He was then posted as Governor of Yingchuan. The Yuan and Chu lineages bullied the region; their clients committed theft and violence, and one governor after another had failed to bring them to heel. A few months after he arrived, he executed the chief villains of both houses, and the whole commandery trembled.
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使 缿
Earlier, the great houses had married one another into a single bloc, while officials and local habit alike were bound up in cliques. He broke the deadlock by encouraging selected insiders to register complaints, then investigated each lead—but he also leaked the informers' identities so the magnates blamed each other instead of him. He set up sealed post boxes for accusations, then stripped signatures from the letters and circulated them as if they had been penned by rival magnates' younger kin. Soon great families were at each other's throats, criminal networks dissolved, and the moral climate of the commandery shifted overnight. Informants multiplied, so Guanghan always had ears in the streets; crime rarely surfaced, and when it did arrests followed fast. His stern justice became famous even on the steppe: Xiongnu who had come over to the Han reported that his name was known in every camp.
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滿
In 72 B.C. the court launched five columns against the Xiongnu; Guanghan marched at the head of his commandery contingent under Zhao Chongguo's Pu-lei command. After the campaign he resumed acting duty as Governor of the capital; a year later the post was made permanent.
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Though he held rank at two thousand piculs, he met subordinates without airs and took unusual care with promotions and day-to-day kindness to his staff. He habitually credited his aides: "That was so-and-so's work, not mine," he would say, even when the achievement was substantial. None of it was theater; his men felt it was heartfelt. Officers who dealt with him laid their plans bare and volunteered for the dirtiest work without flinching. He read people quickly, matched talent to duty, and knew who was slacking. Slackers got a private warning first; if they ignored it he moved in, and his interrogations were so tight that guilt surfaced the same day.
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使 使宿 調
He was physically tough and born to the work of a frontier magistrate. He would interview petitioners through the night until cockcrow. His specialty was the cross-checking method later called "hook and gauge." The idea was to circle the truth: ask about dogs, sheep, and cattle before you ask about horses, compare the numbers, and the real price of the horse emerges from the pattern. Others imitated the trick, but none wielded it with his precision. He could map every thief's den in the capital and trace petty corruption in the yamen to the last coin. A gang of youths was still mid-plot in a slum tenement when his men kicked the door and had full confessions before dawn. Su Hui, a wealthy resident who served as a court gentleman, was taken hostage by two robbers. Guanghan took his place in the courtyard and had Xi She knock at the hall door and call to the kidnappers: "Metropolitan Governor Zhao thanks you both—do not kill the hostage; he is an imperial guardsman on duty." Release the captive, tie your own wrists, and you will be handled fairly—perhaps even freed under a future amnesty. They opened the door, came down, and kowtowed; Guanghan knelt with them and said, "It is a great relief that the gentleman is safe!" He committed them to prison with orders for decent food and drink. When winter came he told them plainly of the coffins he had provided; each answered, "We die without regret!"
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He summoned the Hu post chief, who met a colleague at the border; the man joked, "When you reach the yamen, give Governor Zhao my regards." When the chief arrived, Guanghan finished his business, then said, "The border chief sent his regards through you—why did you not pass them on?" The officer confessed at once. Guanghan added, "On your way back thank the border chief for me: urge him to mind his duties and find ways to prove himself—the metropolitan Governor has not forgotten his courtesy." Stories of that sort were endless; people said he could smell a lie before it was spoken.
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He won hundred-picul rank for patrolmen and jailers so they would not be bullied into illegal arrests. Under him the capital administration ran clean, and praise ran from mouth to mouth. Old men said no capital governor since Gaozu had matched him. Because the two "assistant" prefects also policed the city, wrongdoers often darted into Guanghan's jurisdiction to dodge them. Guanghan sighed, "What undoes my work is always those two adjunct prefects!" Give me all three offices, he said, and order would be simple.
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In Huo Guang's years of dominance Guanghan had been his man. When Huo Guang died, Guanghan read the court, led a party straight into Huo Yu's Bolu mansion, hunted for illicit breweries, smashed equipment, and split the gate hasp with an axe—then walked away. Huo's daughter was empress; she wept until the emperor took notice. The sovereign felt for her and called Guanghan in for an explanation. After that he treated even consort kin and senior statesmen as fair game. He filled his staff with aggressive young men from clerkly families, trained them to strike fast and ask questions later, and discouraged second thoughts. That reckoning would destroy him.
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巿 使 使 使 使 使
Long before, a client who brewed bootleg wine in the market had been chased off by the chancellor's office. The client blamed Su Xian and told Guanghan. Guanghan set the Chang'an assistant on Su Xian; a clerk named Yu framed him for absenting himself from cavalry duty at Bashang. Su Xian's father appealed, implicating Guanghan, and the file went back to the regular agencies. Yu drew a capital sentence and demanded Guanghan be seized as well. An imperial order forced a hearing; Guanghan admitted fault, then caught an amnesty that only stripped one rank. He suspected Rong Chu, a townsman, of coaching the suit and later had Chu executed on an unrelated charge. Word reached the chancellor and censor; the scrutiny tightened. He slipped an agent into the chancellor's gate watch to listen for dirt. That summer a foster maid in the Wei household hanged herself after a beating. Guanghan assumed the wife had murdered her out of jealousy. While Wei Xiang was fasting for the imperial sacrifice, Guanghan sent Zhao Fengshou with a veiled threat: drop the probe of Guanghan, or else. Wei Xiang ignored the pressure and doubled the effort to clear his own house. He asked the star readers whether a high minister would die violently that year, then filed capital charges against Wei Xiang. The rescript read: "Send the case down to the metropolitan Governor for trial." He stormed the chancellor's compound, forced Wei's wife to give testimony in the courtyard, and dragged off a dozen slaves as witnesses. Wei Xiang wrote in his own defense, "My wife did not kill the maid." "Guanghan has repeatedly broken the law without paying for it; he twists the statutes and pressures your subject Wei—only Wei's patience has kept this from being reported." "I beg that a clear-sighted envoy be sent to test what Guanghan claims he proved about your subject's household." The commandant of justice found that Wei had whipped the girl, she fled to a brother's house, and died there—nothing like Guanghan's story. Xiao Wang-zhi impeached him for terrorizing a chief minister and subverting public order. The emperor, disgusted, jailed him on multiple counts: judicial fraud, wrongful death, and abuse of military law. The throne accepted the verdict. Tens of thousands mobbed the palace gate, weeping; some cried, "Our lives are useless to the state—we beg to die in Governor Zhao's place so he may go on protecting the little people." He went to the block nonetheless.
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Even after his execution, memory lingered of a governor who faced down magnates and gave commoners a fair shake. Ballads about him are still sung.
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巿巿
Yin Wengui, styled Zixiong, was a native of Pingyang in Hedong who later settled at Duling. Orphaned early, he was raised by an uncle. He began as a petty jail clerk and memorized the code. He loved fencing and had few peers with the blade. While the Huo family swaggered through Pingyang, armed slaves brawled in the market until Yin Wengui took the market office—after which nobody dared make trouble. He took no bribes, and the guilds walked wide of him.
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西 便
He resigned and lived privately for a time. When Tian Yannian toured Pingyang as governor of Hedong, he lined up five or six dozen old clerks, civil men to the left, military types to the right. When his turn came, Wengui alone stayed prone and said, "Wengui combines civil and military skills—employ me as you will." Yannian only laughed and asked, "What harm is there?" Yannian called him up, quizzed him, and was so struck by his answers that he named him a clerk-scribe on the spot and took him home to the governor's compound. Wengui broke cases wide open; Yannian rated him above himself and moved him to the inspector's post. The commandery was halved for inspection duty—Hongru rode the north bank of the Fen, Wengui the south. Even magistrates he ruined admitted his charges were fair. He rose from Goushi sheriff through acting county seats to capital granary chief, then to Hongnong as an "incorrupt" nominee.
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The court named him governor of the Eastern Sea; he stopped to take leave of Yu Dingguo at the commandant's office. Yu Dingguo wanted a favor for two locals from his home county and parked them in the back hall. Yu talked with Wengui until nightfall and never dared introduce the pair. After Wengui left, Dingguo told his townsmen, "That is a worthy governor; you are not fit for office, and private pleas cannot move him."
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巿
In the Eastern Sea he knew the moral ledger of every household. Every district had a dossier on its people. Anyone on his hot list found the docket mysteriously quiet until he was ready to move. When clerks and commoners relaxed, he reopened the registers and closed the trap. He swept up corrupt underlings and bullies and prosecuted them to the block when the evidence warranted. Roundups came only at the annual clerk muster or on inspection tours, never as casual harassment. One high-profile arrest taught the whole commandery a lesson. Xu Zhongsun of Tan was the sort of bravo who owned the local yamen. Every previous governor had found him untouchable. Wengui had Xu strung up in the marketplace, and overnight the law meant something again. The Eastern Sea became a model of quiet streets.
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滿 使 使
He scored highest on the merit list and took acting charge of Right Fufeng; a year later the post was his in full. He picked honest hard-liners for the top desks, treated them with respect, and stood with them on what to punish— Yet anyone who betrayed Yin Wengui paid the price without exception. He ran Fufeng the way he had run the coast, with a file on every crooked deal in every county. If a theft rang the neighborhood alarm, he called the magistrate in, fed him the names of local fences, and told him how to trace the trail—and he was never wrong. The poor got mercy; magnates got the law. Convicted grandees chopped hay under the granary steward at fixed daily quotas, with no stand-ins. Short weight meant the rod; a few killed themselves with the court axe rather than face another round. The metropolis heard his name with respect; crime statistics in his district led the capital region year after year.
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退
He was a hangman with a scholar's manners: severe on the bench, soft-spoken in the capital, never trading on his talent. He fell ill and died in 62 B.C., only a few years into the Fufeng post. He died poor; the emperor told the censor: "I lose sleep over finding good officials, kin or stranger, if only the people may rest. Yin Wengui of Fufeng was clean, straight, and a singular governor; cut off before his prime, he leaves unfinished business that grieves Us." Give his son a hundred catties of gold for the ancestral rites."
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Each of his three boys rose to a commandery governorship. Cen, the youngest, climbed to the Nine Ministers and ended as rear general. His old partner Hongru made chancellor of Guangling with a name for competence. People said Tian Yannian had an eye for talent.
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Han Yanshou, styled Changgong, was a Yan man who settled at Duling. He began as the commandery's literary officer. His father Han Yi held a gentleman post at the Yan court. When the Prince of Guangling turned traitor, Han Yi spoke out and died for it; Yan mourned him. Under the boy emperor, Huo Guang called in local scholars to debate what had gone wrong in the realm. Wei Xiang answered the examination, "Rewards and punishments encourage good and restrain evil—that is the root of government." The Prince of Yan had murdered Han Yi for daring to rebuke treason. Han Yi was no royal uncle, yet he matched Bi Gan's courage; honor his son and the world will see what loyalty costs." Huo Guang agreed and pulled Yanshou up to remonstrant, then sent him to Huaiyang as governor. His reputation there earned him Yingchuan.
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便 巿
Yingchuan's magnates made it a posting that tested every governor. Zhao Guanghan had broken the cliques by turning neighbor against neighbor; the habit of spying lingered and hatreds piled up. Yanshou meant to replace denunciation with ritual: he feasted the village heads, heard their grievances, and preached reconciliation until they believed him. They drew up wedding, funeral, and sacrifice rules from old texts, kept within the code, and endorsed the plan. He put the schoolboys in caps and gowns to stage public weddings and funerals by the book. Vendors of paper hearses and cheap grave goods cleared their stock from the roads. A few years later he left for the Eastern Commandery; Huang Ba inherited his methods and finished the job in Yingchuan.
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便
Han Yanshou governed as a Confucian reformer: he patronized scholars, welcomed remonstrance, and spread ritual education in every county he touched. He singled out men who yielded property at funerals and sons famous for genuine filial conduct, then paraded them as models. He rebuilt the schoolhouses, held spring and autumn village sacrifices with bells, drums, and pipes, and drilled the militia beneath halberds and banners until the commandery looked like a small army on parade. Tax days were posted in advance and kept sacred; nobody missed a deadline. He tied hamlets together under headmen who vouched for mutual virtue. Any whisper in a ward reached the yamen the same day; crooks stayed out of his commandery. The paperwork looked heavy at first, yet soon there were no manhunts and no beatings in the courtyard. He spoiled his staff with favors but wrote the rules in stone. When a clerk betrayed that trust, Yanshou bitterly blamed himself: "Have I failed them—how did it come to this?" One deputy was so ashamed he opened his own belly. A gate clerk tried suicide and survived mute. Yanshou wept in court, paid a doctor, and pensioned the family.
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輿
One morning a mounted escort was late; Yanshou told the merit clerk to draw up a fine. At the gate a watchman stopped the horses. Yanshou reined in; the watchman said, "The Classic of Filial Piety teaches that the reverence one shows a ruler matches the reverence one shows a father." That morning the governor's carriage had waited long at the gate; the rider's father had come but dared not interrupt. Hearing his name, the son ran out to greet his father just as the governor called for the horses. Would you punish a man for filial haste, and teach the whole commandery to fear honoring a parent?" Yanshou lifted his hand: "Without you I would have blundered." At home he sent for the watchman. The fellow was a scholar who had taken gate duty just to meet him; Yanshou put him on staff. That was how he took advice. Three years in the Eastern Commandery cut the docket to nothing and put him at the top of the empire's scorecard.
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滿 使退 紿
He moved to acting Left Pingyi and won confirmation after a year. For over a year he would not ride circuit. His deputies begged him to inspect the counties and judge the magistrates. Yanshou replied, "Each county already has a worthy magistrate; the surveillance inspector sorts good from evil beyond the walls—a grand tour would bring no gain and would only vex the people." They pressed him to bless the spring planting. At Gaoling he found two brothers suing each other over land and said in anguish, "I hold this post as the commandery's model, yet I have failed to spread moral teaching until flesh and blood sue in open court—this shames custom and makes worthy magistrates, village chiefs, elders, and exemplars of filial piety bear disgrace; the fault lies with the Governor of Pingyi, who should withdraw first." He shut the yamen, took to the inn sickbed, and fasted in self-reproach. The county officers tied their own hands and waited for the axe. The clans shamed the brothers until they shaved their heads, stripped to the waist, and deeded the land back and forth in tears. Yanshou opened his doors, feasted them, and told every hamlet to copy the story. He went back to work, thanked his staff, and held promotions court. Word of the scene ran through every district; nobody wanted to be the next headline. Within a season his twenty-four counties stopped filing petty suits. Sincerity that deep left no room for lies.
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殿 使 使
When Xiao Wang-zhi rose to imperial counsellor, Yanshou took his old seat at Left Pingyi. A tipster told Wang-zhi that Yanshou had embezzled millions in the Eastern Commandery. Wang-zhi asked Bing Ji, who said amnesties had wiped the slate. Wang-zhi told the touring censor to add embezzlement to his brief. Yanshou struck back by auditing Wang-zhi's own grain-fund accounts at Pingyi. Under the rod the accountants confessed to splitting the loot with Wang-zhi. He filed charges and had guards stop Wang-zhi at the Dadian gate. Wang-zhi answered, "My duty is to oversee the empire; hearing of a matter I dare not fail to inquire—yet Yanshou has seized and constrained me." The throne lost patience with Yanshou and told both camps to finish their probes. Wang-zhi's own case collapsed, but his censor in the Eastern Commandery dug up the dirt Yanshou had buried. In the Eastern Commandery he staged a full dress review: chariots emblazoned with dragons, tigers, and vermilion finches. He rode in yellow silk, four-in-hand, with royal-style banners, feather parasols, and a traveling band. Even his chief clerk's chariot ran four horses and carried a rack of halberds. Cavalry formed fives, split into wings, with temporary majors and chiliarchs flanking the axles with pennants. Chorus girls in the butts wailed Chu airs as his train approached. He presided from the gallery while guards bracketed the stairs and escorts bristled with bows. Armored riders circled the field on horseback, crossbows loaded. The show included circus riding—vaulting, swapping mounts mid-gallop. He melted government bronze on eclipse nights to forge blades aping the palace armory. He diverted treasury coin and cloth to pay unofficial labor. Ornamenting the chariots and armor ran past three million cash.
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使
Wang-zhi impeached Yanshou for usurping ritual and lacking the Way, then added, "Earlier Yanshou impeached me; now I bring his crimes—the crowd will think I nurse an unjust mind and wrong Yanshou." "I beg that the matter be sent to the chancellor, ministers at two thousand piculs, and erudites to debate his guilt." The consensus: Yanshou had flouted rank for years, then framed a chief minister to save himself. The emperor approved; Yanshou went to the block. Thousands walked him to Weicheng, clutching his axles and pressing cups and skewers on him. He drank with everyone until he had taken more than ten stone of liquor. Through his clerks he thanked the escort: "You have troubled yourselves, clerks and people—Yanshou dies without regret." The road was wet with tears.
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Each of his three boys served as a court gentleman. On the scaffold he made them swear off government service. They quit their posts at once. Only the grandson Han Wei returned to the rolls—and reached general's rank. Wei inherited the family's gift for winning hearts on the frontier. He too died for the same flash and overreach that had killed his grandfather.
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祿 使
Zhang Chang, styled Zigao, came from Pingyang in Hedong. His grandfather Zhang Ru governed Shanggu before resettling at Maoling. His father Zhang Fu rose to chamberlain for the palace attendants under Emperor Wu. Zhang Chang followed Emperor Xuan to the new mausoleum town at Duling. He worked up from village head to governor's chief clerk, then granary chief at Ganquan, then aide to the chamberlain for the imperial stud—Du Yannian marked him early. When the King of Changyi took the throne and flouted the law, Zhang Chang wrote, "Emperor Zhao died young without an heir; the great ministers were frantic and chose a worthy sage to continue the temple line; on the day of the eastern welcome they feared only that the rear carriages would be slow." The realm now watched a young emperor to learn whether his court would steady the age or squander it. State ministers go unrewarded while Changyi's petty favorites leap ahead—that is the gravest error." Within two weeks the prince was thrown out; Zhang Chang's memorial made his name and won him Yuzhou. Emperor Xuan called him to court as grandee of the palace to screen palace memorials beside Yu Dingguo. His bluntness crossed Huo Guang, who shunted him to logistics and then to the Hangu Pass garrison. The emperor still feared the deposed Prince He at Changyi, so he parked Zhang Chang in Shanyang as governor.
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退
When revolt broke out in Bohai and Jiaodong, Zhang Chang volunteered, "I have heard that the way of loyalty and filial piety is, at home, to exhaust one's heart for one's parents, and in office, to exhaust one's strength for one's ruler." Even a petty state can breed ministers who die for their lord; how much more should the Han, under a sage Son of Heaven, demand the same. Your Majesty toils day and night toward the age of peace. Every minister should spend body and soul in reply. Shanyang counts ninety-three thousand households and half a million mouths, yet seventy-seven named bandits still roam free—other quotas look the same. I have warmed a quiet seat while bandits multiply—that is neither loyal nor filial. I hear the eastern coast has failed several harvests; mobs sack offices, free convicts, loot the markets, and even rob marquises. Local government has lost its grip. Send me where you will—I will break the gangs and shelter the helpless. If I succeed, I will report from each county how rot set in and how I set it right." The emperor named him chancellor of Jiaodong and weighed out thirty pounds of gold. On departure he asked for the emergency powers the capital prefects enjoyed—bounties, summary justice, and promotions for good arrests. The throne agreed.
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He posted bounties and offered amnesty to any gang that delivered another gang's heads. Successful officers went to the capital personnel office and dozens jumped straight to magistrate. The gangs turned on one another for the price on their heads. The realm went quiet; the rebellion melted.
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When the dowager of Jiaodong took to the hunt, Zhang Chang wrote, "I have heard that the King of Qin loved dissolute music and Queen Yeyang therefore refused to listen to Zheng and Wei airs." Lady Fan Ji of Chu gave up fowl and flesh until her king abandoned his obsession with the hunt. They starved the senses to steer their lords back toward the altars. Ritual says a queen mother rides veiled, walks behind a nurse, jingles with each step, and dresses with every ribbon in place. That is how dignity disciplines appetite. Your mother is praised for grace; a name for pleasure hunts would ill become the court's ear. Look backward to the sages, forward to a flawless example for the harem and a story officials can tell with pride." She never hunted again.
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宿
Huang Ba of Yingchuan, first on the merit list, took acting charge of the capital. Within months he washed out and went home to Yingchuan. An edict ordered the imperial secretary: "Let Chancellor Zhang Chang of Jiaodong act as metropolitan Governor." After Zhao Guanghan's death a string of appointees, Huang Ba among them, had failed the capital. Chang'an markets slid toward anarchy; the guilds begged for relief. The emperor turned to Zhang Chang, who said he could fix it. He found the fence bosses: respectable neighbors who rode out with child pages and looked like grandfathers. He called them in, forgave past sins, and traded amnesty for every pickpocket they could deliver. The thief chief said, "If we are summoned to the yamen at once, the other thieves will panic; we beg to receive commissions first." Zhang Chang made them deputies and sent them home. He threw a banquet; when the small fry were drunk, their leader dabbed ochre on every coat tail. Guards at every alley mouth grabbed anyone with a rust-colored hem—hundreds in a day. Follow-up trials showed career criminals with a hundred counts each. The night-watch drums fell silent; the emperor applauded.
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Zhang Chang was brilliant and decisive, sometimes too quick with mercy or the rod. He ran the capital much as Zhao Guanghan had. He lacked Zhao's spy web but leavened police work with Confucian praise and blame—and lived to tell the tale.
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便 使便
The capital prefecture is the empire's cockpit; Chang'an is the hardest post of the three. Most governors lasted a year or two, some only months, before scandal ended them. Only Zhao Guanghan and Zhang Chang endured. In great council he quoted classics and carried the day so often the emperor habitually took his side. Off duty he raced down Zhangtai Street fanning his ponies like a boy racer. He sketched his wife's eyebrows; the capital mocked "Governor Zhang's bedroom calligraphy." The censorate reported him. Before the emperor he replied, "I have heard that within the women's quarters, between husband and wife, there are private acts more intimate than painting eyebrows." Emperor Xuan laughed off the charge. He still never rose to the summit.
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祿 使 使簿 使使 使 便 便
He was friends with Xiao Wang-zhi and Yu Dingguo. He and Yu Dingguo had vaulted the ranks together on the Changyi memorials. Yu stayed at court on documents; Zhang went to the provinces while Xiao was still a foreign-affairs aide. Xiao became censor-in-chief, Yu became chancellor; Zhang never left the commandery level. Nine years in the capital ended when his friend Yang Yun fell for lese-majeste; the court cashiered Yun's whole circle, but Zhang Chang's dismissal slip somehow never left the desk. He ordered bailiffs to seize his investigator Xu Shun. Xu assumed Zhang was finished and walked off the job. When scolded, Xu sneered that Zhang was a "five-day governor" with no time left to settle dockets. Zhang Chang had him dragged to jail at once. In the last days of winter his jailers worked Xu Shun round the clock until they had a hanging charge. On the eve of execution Zhang sent his registrar with a note: "Still think I'm a five-day governor?" He asked whether the turn of the month had bought Xu Shun a stay of execution. He had Xu Shun cut down in public. Spring audits began; Xu's kin hauled the body and Zhang's taunting note to the touring inspector. The inspector reported deliberate murder. The emperor went easy: he rubber-stamped the old Yang Yun guilt first so Zhang could slip to commoner status instead of the block. Zhang handed in his seals and vanished from the capital the same hour.
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使使 使使 使 便 使 調 調殿 滿
Within months the capital slid back toward chaos and Jizhou boiled with outlaw armies. The emperor sent recruiters to Zhang's hideout. His household wept in terror, but Zhang Chang alone laughed and said, "I am a fugitive commoner—commandery officers should come to arrest me; now an imperial agent has arrived, which means the Son of Heaven means to employ me again." He packed, followed the agent, and on the road submitted a memorial: "Your subject formerly stood among the ministers, awaiting judgment as metropolitan Governor, for killing the thief-catching clerk Xu Shun." Xu had been a favored clerk who abandoned an assigned inquest, sneered that Zhang was only a "five-day governor," and threw away every kindness his patron had shown him. Zhang admits he stretched the statutes to kill him. He pleads guilty to judicial murder and accepts whatever sentence follows." The emperor received him and named him inspector of Jizhou. From outlaw to provincial governor in one edict. Guangchuan's royal clique ran wild and eluded every net. Zhang's ears named the ringleaders; he beheaded them. Princesses' brothers and Liu Tiao laundered the loot until the trail dead-ended inside the palace walls. Zhang ringed the palace with hundreds of wagons, tore up the rafters, and dragged Liu Tiao out of the roof. His men killed them in the fight and nailed the heads to the palace gate. He then indicted the king. The emperor spared execution but slashed the fief. A year later Jizhou was quiet. He moved to Taiyuan as acting governor, won confirmation, and left the commandery spotless.
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使使
Emperor Xuan died soon after. Emperor Yuan's courtier Zheng Peng urged Zhang Chang to tutor the heir. Xiao Wang-zhi called him a brawler, not a teacher. The throne still meant to give him Left Pingyi. He died of illness before the chariot arrived. Taiyuan families he had ruined trailed him to Duling and murdered his second son. Each of his three boys who served rose to chief commandant.
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使
While Zhang Chang ran the capital, his brother Zhang Wu became chancellor of Liang. Liang's king was a spoiled cousin; magnates filled the fields—it was a notorious posting. Zhang Chang asked, "By what means do you intend to govern Liang?" Zhang Wu would not say. Zhang sent a clerk to the border to worm the answer out of him. "Treat Liang like a rank stallion," Wu said—"bit, whip, and the black cap of a Qin jailer." He meant hard-line criminal justice, the way Qin clerks had run trials. Zhang laughed: "Then my brother will handle Liang." Zhang Wu proved a strong governor in his own right.
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His grandson Zhang Song, under Wang Mang, rose higher in scholarship but never matched him as an executive. Song's line ended Zhang Chang's descendants.
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涿 使 西 便
Wang Zun, styled Zigong, came from Gaoyang in Zhuo. His uncles put him to minding sheep on the marsh. He stole lessons and learned clerical hand. At thirteen he begged for a jailer's stool. In the governor's yamen he could quote any edict from memory. The governor made him a writing clerk and acting jail overseer. He quit to study the Documents and Analects under the commandery scholar. He returned as capital-case clerk for the commandery. Statute carried him to a staff post under the inspector of Youzhou. The governor named him head of the Liao salt monopoly for incorruptibility. He peppered the capital with policy memos that reached the chancellor's desk.
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On a "blunt counsel" nomination he became magistrate of Guo, then acting Huaili with Meiyang added. A woman of Meiyang reported her foster son, saying, "The boy treats me as his wife, is jealous, and beats me." Wang Zun arrested him; he confessed. Wang Zun said, "The statutes have no crime called 'wife-mother'—the sages could not bear to write it; this is what the classics mean by manufacturing a case where none should exist." He dragged the man into the courtyard, tied him to a tree, and had five archers shoot him apart while the crowd watched in horror.
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When the emperor passed through Guo, Wang Zun's reception train was flawless. Top marks won him Anding. On taking office he issued instructions to the counties: "Magistrates, chiefs, and captains who uphold the law and guard the walls, acting as fathers and mothers to the people, checking the mighty and aiding the weak, spreading grace and broad moisture, labor bitterly." "The governor enters the mansion today; I hope you gentlemen will straighten yourselves and lead those below." "Those who were greedy and base in the past—whoever can reform may share in good order." "Be bright and careful in your duties; do not test the law with your bodies." He also charged his senior staff: "Each of you must spur himself on and help the governor govern." "Those who are not fit should withdraw at once and not long block worthier men." As the proverb says, a bird with broken feathers cannot fly a thousand li. When the inner offices fall into chaos, no amount of zeal on the frontier can restore order. The deputy shall rank every clerk by talent. Merit before money. A millionaire merchant is no partner in policy. Confucius killed Shao Zhengmao in seven days; Wang Zun had been governor a month while Zhang Fu embezzled the treasury dry—enough loot to fill his grave. Fu goes to jail now; the tally clerk will take him from my hand. "Assistant governor—mark this warning!" "Or you will follow Zhang Fu into the same cell!" Zhang Fu died in custody; the audit found a million in dirty coin. The commandery froze; bandits fled across the line. Magnates fell in waves to the headsman's bill. He lost the post for excessive harshness.
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Recalled from private life, he escorted grain as acting colonel under the Qiang campaign. The Qiang cut his road and surrounded him with tens of thousands. He punched through with a thousand riders. Before his dispatch could be filed he was cashiered for abandoning his column—then amnestied home.
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Xu Ming of Zhuo said waste of such talent was a crime; the court made him Mei county magistrate, then inspector of Yi. At the nine bends of Qionglai, Wang Yang had sighed, "I carry my parents' leftover body—how can I risk this road again and again!" He quit on health grounds. Wang Zun asked his escort: "Is this Wang Yang's coward's hill?" They said yes. Zun shouted at his driver, "Drive on!" He shouted to his driver: "Wang Yang turned back like a filial son; Wang Zun rides through like a loyal minister." Two years in Yi won back the tribes beyond the passes. Zheng Kuanzhong's inspection tour praised him up to chancellor of Dongping.
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Dongping's king was another pampered kinsman who broke the law and burned through chancellors. Wang Zun stalked into the courtyard with the sealed edict, walked away before the king appeared, ate lunch, then came back. At the levee the grand tutor lectured him with the "Big Rat" poem from the Odes. Wang Zun cut him short: "Do not bang a rag drum at Thunder Gate!" The king stormed off to the harem. Wang Zun marched straight out to his own lodging. The king of Dongping had been sneaking out to carouse with his in-laws' households. Wang Zun ordered the stable master to block any unofficial joyride—the king rode only with full escort and harmonized bells. On a later levee the king invited him upstairs again. Wang Zun told the king, "Zun has come as chancellor; everyone offers me condolences, for I was not tolerated at court and was therefore sent to serve as your chancellor." "All under heaven call your lordship brave—yet you merely rely on noble rank; how can that be courage?" "Men like Zun alone are brave." The king changed color and stared as if he would strike, then said pleasantly, "I should like to see the chancellor's belt knife." Zun raised his sleeve and told the attendant gentleman at his side, "Step forward and show the king your belt knife—is the king accusing the chancellor of drawing steel on him?" Caught out, the king remembered Wang Zun's reputation, poured wine, and made peace. The queen mother had the chronicler memorialize that Zun, as chancellor, was arrogant and not a proper minister, and that "the king's blood and qi are not yet settled and cannot bear such insult." "In sincerity I fear mother and son may both die." "Now your handmaid cannot allow the king to see Zun again." "If Your Majesty pays no heed, your handmaid begs to kill herself first—I cannot bear to watch the king abandon righteousness." Wang Zun lost his post and rank. Wang Feng pulled him back as colonel on staff, then as metropolitan governor.
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South Mountain outlaws defied a year-long dragnet led by Fu Gang's thousand archers. Someone urged Grand General Wang Feng, "Several hundred bandits sit beneath the chariot hubs; raising troops yet failing to take them shames the Han before the four barbarians." "You must choose a worthy metropolitan Governor." Wang Feng nominated Wang Zun: remonstrant, capital commandant, acting governor. The hills were quiet within a month. He rose to chamberlain, then full metropolitan Governor for three years. He fell for disrespecting an imperial messenger. A clerk named Fang said the roundup must be secret. Zun answered, "In administering what is just, the metropolitan yamen is expert at leaking human affairs." Fang said, "Those to be arrested should be taken now with officers you dispatch." Zun replied again, "The edict bears no metropolitan wording; officers should not be dispatched." Meanwhile Chang'an's jails swelled past a thousand inmates in three months. While touring the counties he met a man named Guo Ci, who addressed him: "
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More than ten members of Xu Zhong's household jointly killed my elder brother Shang; they have gone home in the open." No constable would touch them. On his return he memorialized, "The strong do not oppress the weak; each has his proper place; the policy of magnanimity prevails and the air of peace runs free."—pure sarcasm. The censor-in-chief impeached him for brutality, bluster, and loss of moral authority. The verdict came down first; the capital mourned.
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Three Hu district elders petitioned in Wang Zun's defense. The elders wrote that southern-mountain bandits had blocked the roads, plundered the people, and slain law-abiding officers. The infantry colonel's campaign had exposed the army to weather and emptied the treasury without catching a single chief. Two ministers fell in disgrace, the gangs grew bolder, and officer morale collapsed while rumor of Han weakness spread in every direction. The court would have paid any price in gold or noble rank for a man who could break the deadlock. At last the emperor recalled Wang Zun from private life, gave him the old brief as grandee and acting metropolitan governor, and turned him loose on the hills. Wang Zun broke the great clique in twenty days and sent in the chieftains' heads. Farmers went back to the plough; he coddled the poor and cut the magnates down. He listed the capital's fence bosses—Jia Wan, Wan Zhang, and the rest—who had terrorized the markets for twenty years— For twenty years successive governors had failed; Wang Zun prosecuted those bravos to the full letter of the law and made the verdicts stick. Evil withered; the people cheered. They said his feat outdid any general's campaign. Yet the court never gave him a special bonus. Now the imperial counsellor writes that Zun "injures yin and yang, brings worry on the state, shows no mind to receive and use edicts, speaks peace while acting perversity, and conspires with Gong to flood heaven." The true author of the impeachment, they said, was the assistant imperial counsellor Yang Fu, once Wang Zun's clerk, a man who nursed a petty grudge. Yang Fu had once staggered past Wang Zun's head slave and been beaten; a nephew had nearly knifed him— From that day Yang Fu nursed a poison grudge and framed the memorial that struck at Wang Zun. The elders called it a smear job built from office paper. They compared him to Bai Qi, Qin's greatest general, destroyed at Du Post by Lord Ying's whisper campaign. They compared him to Wu Qi, who guarded western He until slander drove him from Wei into Chu. Qin had listened to dripping slander and killed a loyal general; Wei had believed lies and expelled a faithful guardian—both realms lost their best men. The petition insisted that Wang Zun had crushed uncontrollable bandits and lifted a national crisis while slanderers quoted scripture to ruin him. The court had plucked him from commoner obscurity to save the capital, then cashiered him as a flatterer the moment quiet returned. For one man's career to swing from paragon to parasite within three seasons was intolerable caprice. They quoted Confucius: to love a man and wish him life, then hate him and wish him death, is the very definition of confusion. They quoted him again: a ruler who ignores seeping slander may truly be called clear-sighted." They asked a full bench to judge Wang Zun's whole career. If Wang Zun had truly unbalanced yin and yang, let him die beneath the palace watchtower. If he had smooth-talked the throne while acting perversely, let him suffer banishment and the axe. If the charges did not hold, let the slanderers themselves face the law at the palace gate. Anyone who recommended him should share the blame. If the memorial was false, punish the authors and choke off lying. They begged the emperor to sort truth from lies." The emperor restored him to Xuzhou inspector, then governor of the Eastern Commandery.
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Years later the Yellow River threatened the Huzi levee; villagers fled the coming breach. Wang Zun led the sacrifice—a white horse to the River Earl. He swore to plug the gap with his own corpse and slept on the embankment. Tens of thousands begged him to come down; he refused. When the wall gave way everyone ran; one chief clerk stayed weeping at his side. The flood then eased and rolled back. The white-horse district elders reported his stand to the throne. Investigators confirmed every word. An edict ordered the imperial secretary: "In the Eastern Commandery the Yellow River rose high, ruined the golden dike, came within three feet of breaking, and the people fled in panic." "The governor personally blocked the flood's rush, trod danger inch by inch, and did not flee death or peril, thereby steadying every heart; clerks and people returned to the levee and the water did not become disaster—We greatly approve." "Raise his rank to the full two thousand piculs and grant twenty jin of gold besides."
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He died in harness; the commandery wrote his name into local lore. His son Wang Bo later held the same post but was sacked for softness.
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Wang Zhang, styled Zhongqing, was from Juping in Taishan. He rose through the literary track to grandee remonstrant and a reputation for plain speech. Under Yuan he joined Chen Xian against the eunuch Shi Xian; Shi Xian won—Chen nearly died, Wang was cashiered. Chengdi recalled him to metropolitan governor; the mighty walked wide of him. When Wang Zun fell, Wang Zhang was picked to replace him. Wang Feng had sponsored him, but Wang Zhang would not join the clan machine. A solar eclipse brought a sealed memorial urging Chengdi to sack Wang Feng. The emperor wavered and kept his uncle. Wang Feng struck back with a treason charge. (His end is told in the annals of Empress Yuan.)
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As a student in Chang'an he lived alone with his wife. Once, feverish under a cowhide mat, he wept farewell to her. She snapped: "Zhongqing! Who in this court outranks you in promise? A little fever and you whimper like a child!"
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When he prepared another sealed memorial, his wife stopped him again: "People ought to know contentment—have you forgotten weeping under the cattle mat?" Zhang answered, "That is not something a woman understands." He filed anyway and landed in prison with his whole family. His younger daughter, about twelve, rose at night and wailed, "When prisoners are called up the roll always reaches nine; tonight it stopped at eight." "My father is stubborn by nature—the ninth name will surely be his." By morning the guards found Wang Zhang dead in his cell. The court banished his wife and children to Hepu on the Gulf of Tonkin.
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Wang Shang succeeded his brother Wang Feng and won permission to bring Wang Zhang's family home. They had grown rich diving for pearls until Xiao Yu, as governor of Taishan, helped them repurchase their old lands.
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He had ruled the capital two years and died for a crime he did not commit; the people mourned him as one of the "Three Wangs." Wang Jun—Wang Yang's son—has a separate biography in this history.
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The eulogy recalls the proverb of Emperor Wu's three capital prefectures: first Zhao Guanghan and Zhang Chang, then the three governors surnamed Wang. Liu Xiang anthologized only Zhao, Yin, and Han; Feng Shang and Yang Xiong gave Wang Zun his own scroll. Zhao Guanghan's wit left no clerk a liar; Han Yanshou's moral zeal remolded every commandery—yet each turned on his masters and threw away his fame. Yin Wengui wrapped the law in personal integrity and set the standard for his day. Zhang Chang walked the tightrope between Ru learning and relentless punishment—history still pins on him the label of a rake. Wang Zun mixed bravado with battlefield nerve and never met a crisis he could not dramatize. Wang Zhang chose principle over survival; his kin paid the price of exile—how bitter the end.
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