At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"All the men of the Sheng family were executed after autumn, and the married women with children were exiled to the north of Youzhou to cultivate military fields."

"All the descendants of the Sheng family grow sweet potatoes from their mother."

"The rest of the unidentified children will be handed over to the Ministry of Household Affairs Department to verify their identities and be sent back to their place of origin..."

So far, only three of the eight major aristocratic families in Beijing are living in disgrace.

Mrs. Sheng knelt at the front, her gray-haired head lowered, wondering what she was thinking.

Suddenly a young woman cried heartbreakingly: "I was abducted and trafficked into the Sheng family, and I am not their biological child."

"Why should we go with them to farm in the bitter cold land of Youzhou?"

The northern part of Youzhou is covered with ice and snow for most of the year.

With the Xiongnu to the north and Fuyu to the east, one might not know if one day they would be killed in a fight.

The Dali Temple official sneered and glanced at the woman's luxurious clothes. Without further explanation, someone had already told her to shut up.

He only raised the imperial edict and signaled Mrs. Sheng to accept it.

"We have a long way to go today, so the old lady should accept the order quickly and get on the road as soon as possible."

After speaking, he made a gesture, and the officials, big and small, performed their duties.

Those who moved things moved things, those who registered and made records, everything went on in an orderly manner.

There were also strong female servants who dragged the ladies into the room, took off their luxurious clothes and put on coarse linen clothes.

I'll sell them all later and put the money into the treasury.

They have done this kind of thing four times, so they are very proficient at it!

Watching boxes of luxurious items being carried out of the mansion, more and more people were watching.

When Fang saw the female envoy passing by with a pile of clothes, Xie Zhushu was stunned and said, "Most of them are made from Yangzhou Yunjin."

"I went to a cloth shop in Dongshi with my sister earlier. This Yun brocade is so valuable that I can't afford it at all."

Xu Lu stood against the wall with his arms folded and joked:

"It doesn't matter. I'll wait until you become a second-grade official one day. One year's salary is enough to buy your sister a suit."

"I will definitely..."

Xie Zhushu wanted to cry but had no tears. Is this a second-grade official something he could become if he wanted to?

......

At the same time, in the palace city, Tai Chi Hall.

At the great court meeting, a certain second-rank official of the Ministry of War engaged in a verbal quarrel with the Confucian scholars, and cursed the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette bloody.

Si Yuan was wearing a crimson golden pheasant patchwork official robe and stood side by side with an old man in the same color official robe.

They looked like they were standing side by side, but in fact, Si Yuandao's saliva almost sprayed on the face of the Minister of Rites...

"If you live high in a temple, you will worry about its people."

"Now that the country has a good idea, the imperial court organizes a caravan that violates the ancestral etiquette and laws, and makes the whole house stink."

"So, Shangshu Ye can live by drinking dew every day and eating the energy of heaven and earth? Can the official kitchen of the Ministry of Rites be withdrawn?"

Si Yuandao wished he could knock him on the head with a wat board.

When he was still the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, he allocated the capital of the public kitchen to the Ministry of Rites, which was enough for a whole year.

If you dial it down in the first month, hey, it will be gone in March.

The Ministry of Rites cried again and begged the Ministry of Revenue to allocate more money, saying that they had no money to buy food for Honglu Temple.

In fact, he felt that officials in the Ministry of Rites did not need to eat.

All of them have copper teeth and iron teeth, capable of chewing copper plates and silver.

In order to cultivate Taoism and become an immortal, he refined alchemy and became a feather and ascended to heaven. Otherwise, how could he spend his money so quickly?

After some investigation, I found out that the person the Ministry of Rites was looking for to catch the money was a person with a low level of knowledge and was not reliable at all.

If you only know how to pay attention to etiquette, Kuku will compensate you for the cost, and you won’t bring anything into the account.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Si Yuandao secretly moved a step towards the Minister of Rites, hoping to find the right opportunity to kick him.

"Cough cough."

Sitting on the dragon chair, Chu Heng had a wide view and could clearly see the officials' little moves.

He covered his lips and pretended to clear his throat, reminding a certain little old man to pay attention to his appearance at the court meeting.

"The matter of the caravan will be postponed for later. My dear friends, let's take a look at the Chang Ping Cang mentioned in this volume. Is it feasible this year?"

Chu Heng raised his hand, and the eunuch immediately stepped forward to take an ink scroll with his name affixed to it, and then handed it to the Minister of Personnel, who then circulated it among the ministers.

Listening to the whispers of the courtiers below, Chu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

This paper came into his hands at the end of the middle of last month, and he has discussed it with the Grand Master several times.

For example, in the Wanxiang Kingdom, there was no food in the country due to the locust plague, so they took desperate risks and imitated the Huns who came to fight the autumn wind with food.

Unfortunately, there is no matching fast horse. He was beaten to the ground years ago, and now the envoy who submitted the letter of surrender is on the way.

If it sells grain, it may indeed foster the ambitions of other countries.

But what if every time you sell grain, you also purchase some local products at a price slightly higher than the local price?

For example, only highland barley can be grown in the Western Regions, and the yield is extremely low.

I heard from the little guy that you can’t even grow sweet potatoes in that kind of place.

If you don't sell grain for a lot of money, then exchange it for cattle, sheep, pepper, etc., you can make a lot of money from wealthy domestic businessmen.

After years and months of developing the habit, there was no need to send people to the tribes in the Western Regions to spread rumors when Daliang had cheap and affordable food.

The people in the Western Regions can see the benefits of pepper.

In this case, who would still want to work so hard to cultivate highland barley? At that time, Daliang would control the lifeline of the Western Region.

Obviously, all the old foxes present are not fools. Whatever the emperor can think of, they can naturally think of it.

The Minister of Hubu muttered: "This is not helping to boost the arrogance of other countries. It is clearly setting people up for death."

This ink scroll is the original scroll written by the candidates for this examination. The calligraphy is also very beautiful in Guange style.

I don’t know which phase Miao Miao answered, but this Miao has a bit of a black heart...

The Secretary of the Ministry of Finance secretly glanced at Si Yuandao through the cover of the wat board.

Judging from the way Si Jinzhou fought with Ye Zhongliang earlier, could it be that the Marquis of Jiangling responded?

"I think it's feasible, and it's very feasible!" Shangshu of the Ministry of Revenue was the first to come out of the queue and replied loudly with a bow.

"I second the proposal!"

Chi Guanxu's dark eyes quietly fell on Si Yuandao in front of him. He also stepped out of the queue holding a wat board and said loudly: "I second my proposal."

I sighed in my heart, the talent of that little brat in the Xie family is not comparable to that of Chi Song.

What's more, 'Aunt Tang' was run away and has not been recaptured yet.

It was originally planned that Chi Song would try out, but if Xie Yuheng couldn't be overpowered, he would try.

He made Chi Song meet his mother and found an opportunity before and after the palace examination to hurt the little bastard.

It’s not his biological son anyway…

Chi Guanxu rubbed it with his fingers, his eyes full of contemplation.

After all, the Liangzi of the Chi family and Xie Yuheng all started because of that idiot Chi Bai.

Fortunately, in the eyes of the outside world, the eldest and second bedrooms of the Chi family are at odds with each other. I don't know, but there is still a chance to win over this kid Yi Er.

Wanjun, on the other hand... is too embarrassed to enter the palace because of his awkward status, so it would be nice to have a cousin of the Marquis.

After some seconding, the officials and officials in the court kept expressing their opinions on the caravan.

The only person who could not see the ink scroll was Ye Zhongliang, the Minister of Rites, who was a little confused.

Didn’t Your Majesty ask the general to close the position? Why is it involving the caravan again?