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Chapter 1196 Where is this place?Where are we again? (Second more)

Chapter 1205

The Ministry of Households is a professional who manages accounts and property, while the Ministry of Officials will keep a close eye on the behavior of those young officials. As long as there are mistakes and omissions, they will not let them go. Even if it is an egg, they will try to pick out the bones .

As for the scope of supervision and supervision of Yushitai, it is even larger. In short, no matter how wise he is, Wang Yang is almost a monster, and the three departments work together, and he will eventually show his flaws.

The Son of Heaven looked at these satisfied servants who retreated to the ranks, the corners of their mouths raised slightly indiscernibly, and then quietly retracted.

Forget it, since these ministers can have such thoughts, then let them work hard,
The emperor looked forward to it even more when he thought of the scene of the secret discussion with Wang Yang a few days ago.Especially seeing the faces of these guys who seemed so excited that they were about to sharpen their knives. When the time comes, when they understand the truth of the matter, will they be so angry that they want to vomit three liters of blood?

If it wasn't for the atmosphere, the emperor really wanted to laugh three times to express his joy.

Ma Shanggong next to him was not as deep in the city as the emperor. At this moment, the little eunuch Ma looked at the ministers who were communicating and whispering to each other with some gleeful eyes.

Hehe, with Lord Wang Yang's IQ and skill, how can you guys be the opponent of Wang Yang and the Son of Heaven?

Su Dongpo, the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty, looked very serious because he really didn't know how to express his feelings at this moment.

Seeing that the old party and the new party joined hands again to deal with Wang Yang, he couldn't help but start to worry about that guy Wang Yang.

However, when his eyes swept across the emperor and fell on the face of Mr. Ma Shang, he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Could it be that this is another hole dug by Wang Yang and the emperor for the civil and military men of the Manchu dynasty?Due to his familiarity and understanding of Wang Yang and the Emperor, Su Dongpo, an experienced driver, could already guess that in all likelihood, the pair of best crotch-shooters were playing tricks on each other again.

After a while, after the court breaks up, I will pay my respects to His Majesty, and I believe that I will be able to unravel the mystery in my heart.

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After receiving the emperor's permission, the Yushitai, the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and the Ministry of Household Affairs took action as quickly as possible after the court meeting, and sent out capable generals to rush towards the Xiangjun camp outside the city where the refugees lived. .

Supervising censor Zhao Tingyuan is Zhang Dun's capable general. As soon as he received Zhang Dun's instruction, he personally led a group of colleagues to the camp of the Xiang Army.

But when he came here, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. In his original impression, the refugees who had left their hometown and wandered here should be gloomy, hugging each other and crying, or indifferent, or full of resentment.

But when he came here, he felt that the camp of the Xiang Army seemed very empty.And from time to time, there were bursts of noise in the distance.

Zhao Tingyuan waited for a group of censors to peek at each other, but they didn't understand what happened inside, but soon, when they, the officials who had specially changed into casual clothes, stepped into the camp of the Xiang army and left. After a long journey, I finally saw the source of the noise.

It was in a corner of the school field of the Xiangjun camp. On the ground, nearly two hundred children between the ages of seven and eight to thirteen and fourteen sat densely. At this moment, they were all focused on the person in front of them A Taixue student in his early twenties.

Behind this Imperial College student was a huge blackboard. At this moment, he had written dozens of eye-catching and large white characters on the blackboard.

Whenever the pointer in his hand crosses one of the lines, and after reading aloud, the more than 200 children sitting there will read aloud: "If you don't learn, it's not suitable; if you don't learn, what should you do?  … ..."

Zhao Tingyuan and the others were confused, where is this place?where are weWho is that guy?What the hell are they thinking?

"Hey, hey, who are you and what are you doing here?" At this moment, an officer patrolling nearby saw these foolish guys in a daze, so he couldn't help walking over quickly and scolded in a low voice. .

One of the censors raised his eyebrows and wanted to explode, but Zhao Tingyuan immediately raised his hand to stop his colleagues, then stepped forward with a smile and saluted the officer.

"We are from Bianliang. I heard that this is a place where refugees temporarily live. I came here to see if there is anything we can do for us..."

The guard raised the corners of his eyes and looked at the censors who were about 40 to [-] years old, and waved his hand when he saw their powerless appearance. "If you want to donate money or goods, please go straight forward for three hundred steps, and then turn right. In this big camp, you must not wantonly make noise, otherwise, the torture instruments in our Xiangfu County Yamen are not for nothing ,Understand?"

After the guard threw down such a threatening word viciously, he wanted to leave, but was stopped by Zhao Tingyuan. "This officer, I want to ask you, what are they doing?"

"What else can you do? Of course it's studying. Didn't you see that he is the custodian from Taixue? He is teaching those children. Not only here, there are nearly forty classes here, specializing in Teach these children how to read and read.”

A gust of wind blew by, and the expressions of the censors at the censor platform froze instantly.Yasi, that is, a folk appellation for officials, officials are responsible for doing things, but in the hands of Wang Wushan, a pacifier, they are actually used to teach?

"Are they teaching those refugees' children to read and write?" A censor almost swears. We are here to monitor those officials to see if they are enriching their own pockets and whether they have committed crimes.

But you actually told us that these officials who have been registered with the Ministry of Personnel are actually teaching...

"Of course, there are more than 6 refugees, ranging from unweaned babies to 3000 or [-]-year-old bastards, there are more than [-], and these classes only recruit children from six to thirteen or fourteen years old. The children in this period, because even the older ones have already gone to apply for jobs as workers.”

"What about the little ones?"

"The little ones? They are all in the kindergarten. They are specially taken care of by those women. They also learn to read, learn nursery rhymes and so on..." The guard smiled and pointed in another direction to explain.

"Thank you for your guidance, then can we take a look at it casually to ensure that it will not disturb the order here." Zhao Tingyuan asked after nodding his head.

The officer once again looked at these gentle scholars with long robes reaching to their bodies.After thinking for a while, he turned his head and said hello not far away, and soon a young servant ran over.

"Boss, what are your orders?" The young guard glanced at the group of people, and then asked the old guard.

(End of this chapter)