Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Qiu Zhi had known about the talents of these children for a long time. He just said this lightly and did not blame them. He just rubbed his eyebrows. He, Qiu Zhi, had been a wise man in his life, and he was afraid that he would fall on these two brats.

"Uncle, is Yi'er still in trouble?" Qiu Rongrong asked worriedly.

She didn't even need to ask Jin Xiuyi. With Doctor Jin here and Jin Yan himself being a court official, it would be easy for Jin Xiuyi to get into the Imperial Academy even if he failed the exam.

There is only Xie Anyi, the only one who is a merchant's mother. Although she is Wen Xiuyi's adopted daughter, she is still an adopted daughter, not the serious young lady and Master Sun of Wenchang House.

Although Qiu Rongrong teases her son and sometimes teases him, no mother doesn't want her child to do well, and she does the same. She also hopes that Xie Anyi can be as promising as Datou and the others, so she heard Qiu Zhi say this, My heart also became suspended.

If it doesn't work, just spend money and find a way. Anyway, the only thing she can get out is money.

Qiu Zhi looked at Xie Anyi with his head hanging down, full of helplessness, and now he knew he was panicking.

But he has watched several children grow up, so naturally no one will be left behind.

"It doesn't matter, I'm here, don't worry." He still has a little bit of face to send someone to the Imperial Academy.

Qiu Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief, and Xie Anyi's head drooped even more.

Qiu Zhi glanced at a few people and said:

"From tomorrow onwards, you guys will start going to the Imperial College. As before, after school every day I will give you instructions on what you have learned today. Remember, the Imperial College is different from an ordinary academy. You must be strict with yourself and be cautious in your speech. Okay, you know?”

Several people saluted in unison: "Yes, sir."

Qiu Zhi nodded with relief, looked at the sky outside, and stood up to say goodbye.

"It's time for me to go back."

Wen Xiuyi asked without thinking: "What? Why don't you come back to live?"

Qiu Zhi even laughed. He said that the Wen family was his family, but in fact, the Qiu family was his home.

"Uncle is old. I have been away for more than ten years, so it's time to fulfill my filial piety. Uncle loves Datou very much, so when you get off school, you go directly to Qiu Mansion. It will be more lively and the old man will be happier. I will Someone will be sent to the Imperial College to pick you up every day.”

"Oh, okay, it's the same everywhere. Yes, as an old man, as you get older, you want your children and grandchildren to be around you. Just in time, I'm going to report to the Ministry of Industry in two days." Wen Xiuyi said, anyway, there are a few people in the family The children have started going to school, and Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong are expected to be busy opening a factory in the capital.

Even in the capital, everyone in their family is busy with their own affairs, which is fine, fine.

Qiu Zhi still failed to stay for dinner, but before leaving, Wen Yao ran to the kitchen and made some delicious dishes and snacks suitable for the elderly, and asked Qiu Zhi to take them back.

Early the next morning, Qiu Zhi came early. Today he would personally send Datou and the others to school.

In order to go to the Imperial College, Qiu Rongrong specially asked Yuyi Pavilion to send them new clothes according to their sizes.

As the saying goes, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Although Wenchang Bo Mansion has just risen in the capital, it cannot be looked down upon by others.

After seeing off a few people, before they could return home, they saw an old acquaintance at the gate.

"Oh, Mr. Zhuo? Why are you here? I haven't seen you since I returned to Beijing. Come on, come on, let's go in and have a drink." Wen Xiuyi hurriedly greeted him.

Zhuo Yi looked at him, then at the two girls standing at the gate, and twitched his lips: "I've met Uncle Wen Chang, official, oh, no."

Wen Xiuyi: "..."

What's going on? Is this? Something is wrong.

Wen Xiuyi saw something was wrong with Zhuo Yi's expression, and quickly greeted him: "Let's go, let's talk after we get home."

Several people entered Wenchang Bo's house. Wen Xiuyi led them directly to the front hall. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to ask: "Lao Zhuo, what's wrong with you? Just now...??"

Zhuo Yi smiled, glanced at Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong, and said, "Your Majesty took away my official position."

"What?" All three people in the room were shocked.

Zhuo Yi is a great hero, a great hero in steel-making. Why did he give up his official position? Could this emperor want to kill the donkey?

As soon as Zhuo Yi saw the expressions on the three people's faces, he knew that they had something wrong. However, since there were maids waiting in the room, he hesitated and looked at the maids.

Wen Xiuyi noticed it and raised his hand: "Mingyue, you guys go down first."

Mingyue understood instantly, and retreated with all the maids in the front hall, directly into the courtyard. She could not hear the conversation in the room, but could see whether they had any orders at any time.

When no one was in the room, Wen Xiuyi asked in a low voice: "What happened? Why did you get your official position so well? Is it because the steel produced is not good?"

It shouldn't be. He has seen the steel smelted by Zhuo Yi. Although it is not as refined as post-modern, it is already the best compared to this era.

Shouldn't he be promoted? Why did you get an official position?

Zhuo Yi quickly comforted him: "Don't panic, don't panic, Brother Wen, this is not necessarily a bad thing. His Majesty secretly announced my entry into the palace last night and told me that the two girls were going to build a factory in the capital. You also know that this sewing machine Now only me and my few apprentices can do it.

In order to prevent the civil and military officials from causing trouble, His Majesty also needed me to make sewing machines, so he simply found an excuse to remove me from my official position and asked me to follow the two girls to open the down factory first. "

When the emperor found Zhuo Yi and told him the truth, Zhuo Yi was terrified. He actually knew the emperor's secret. Is his head still safe?

So when the emperor told him to resign and help Wen Yao and others make sewing machines from now on, Zhuo Yi quickly agreed.

Let alone let him be a blacksmith and make sewing machines, just let him be an errand boy.

Moreover, Zhuo Yi had a feeling that His Majesty was definitely not trying to get him out of the Ministry of Industry just because of the opening of the factory. There must be other reasons.

This feeling was very strong, but he didn't dare to think about it.

"This...hey, I'm really sorry." Wen Xiuyi felt that he had been at a disadvantage for a long time. The biggest way out for the ancients in life was to become an official, but now he has lost the official position that Lao Zhuo finally got.

Wen Xiuyi glared at the two girls.

Look at the good things you've done.

Neither of them expected that the emperor could be so ruthless, taking people's official positions just to make money.

"Here, Mr. Zhuo, how about we go and beg for mercy from His Majesty?" the two said sheepishly.

Zhuo Yi just smiled mysteriously: "No, think about it, if I were still in the Ministry of Works, then the things I made would be under the control of the Ministry of Works, but now I am alone, and what I made It’s just something I can use however I want.”

Hehe, besides, what does it matter if he is an official or not? Now he is directly hugging His Majesty's thigh.

Wen Xiuyi, Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong understood what he said instantly.

The emperor was still scheming. This was to prevent the Ministry of Revenue from seeing that they had made money in the future and pressure the Ministry of Works to make a fuss about Zhuoyi who was in the Ministry of Works.

Is he determined to put the money he earns into his own private treasury, or the national treasury? No chance.