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

Chu Heng had discussed a lot of government affairs with her in the past, so it didn't seem difficult to break the news.

Time passed quietly in the writing, and Chen Qiu came to report during this period.

Having found out the channel for Tianzhu's magic medicine to enter the palace, the concubine unsealed the palace city.

The setting sun melts gold, and the dusk clouds merge together.

Ji Pingjun held the book from the left minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and was fascinated by it unknowingly.

This is a statement about the arrangements of the Mingshu Branch after next spring.

I couldn't help but think of that talented Qilin man - Marquis Jiangling.

She smiled. That little guy was, as someone said, a natural talent for economic development.

It has never been mentioned openly that women can also participate in the imperial examination.

I just silently added a lot to the big beams, and I needed to figure out what to do with talented people.

When the time comes, people are pushed away, and when there is a shortage, there is a vacancy.

Who would know if he didn't know the details of Wu Desi's investigation.

The driving force behind all this is just a young man who has not yet reached the championship.

Ji Pingjun is also a woman, and she is very talented and knowledgeable.

Born in a military general's family, he read poetry and books.

She also envied her brothers who could succeed in literature but could not succeed in martial arts.

It's not like a woman who has read four books and five classics, but in the end can only add fragrance to her red sleeves and live in the inner house.

Chu Heng woke up at some point. He put his hands under his head and his loving eyes fell on the woman.

Childhood sweetheart, he knew the regret in her heart.

It's just that his second sister, Ji Er, is too restrained and observant of etiquette.

Fortunately, he also has little Lucky Star to help him.

Whatever she regrets, he will try his best to realize...

Ji Pingjun thought about how to reply to the statement from Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and was about to put pen to paper.

Suddenly she heard the sound of fabric rubbing behind her, and the man's warm palm covered her hand.

"If your hand hurts, just rest for a while. I'll just listen to what you say."

Ji Pingjun looked back and met the man's loving eyes. His cheeks were hot and he quickly looked away and said:

"Secretary Zuo's arrangement is very appropriate. There is nothing that needs to be corrected."

“I just feel that it’s hard for women in this world, even if they have the amazing talent of abacus.”

"If it's far from Beijing, it will be forced to stop because of the insufficiency of guarantees and the huge expenses required on the way."

"Um......"

Chu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment and said, "Then come out of our private treasury."

"The traveling expenses of Mingshu Ke to Beijing to take the exam will be reimbursed to all the women."

Ji Pingjun rolled his eyes at him, "Those who don't know better would think that Wang Xing'er has tens of millions of taels of gold in his private treasury."

"I think it can be reimbursed for those women who have passed the exam."

"It not only ensures that the people hired have real talents and knowledge, but also does not waste money."

"It's not like you don't know that in the past, businessmen, in order to avoid taxes, colluded with the juren who came to Beijing to take the exams and evaded taxes."

"But in this case, the guarantees are incomplete and some ministers feel that they are favoring one over the other."

"In addition, serious imperial examinations do not offer such treatment, so there may be more trouble."

Ji Pingjun carefully analyzed the pros and cons. After he finished speaking, Chu Heng did not reply, and the woman raised her eyes in confusion.

A kiss fell, sealing the lips. Tossing and turning, the room is full of charm.

After a long time, Chu Heng's hoarse voice came from the room: "I will listen to you."

"Wang Xing'er, do you know that you look like a fool now?"

"With the cabinet bachelor and the little lucky star Gupao here, I will be fine even if I am a fool."

"The Marquis of Jiangling is only eleven years old! You are so oppressive, you are still not a human..."

......

The eleven-year-old Marquis Jiangling finished fishing and placed his value.

I am very curious, what happened in the palace this morning?

Si Yuandao looked at Xie Yuheng's curious eyes and felt his head hurt.

Although the concubine blocked the news in time, Si Yuandao, as the minister of the Ministry of War, still heard some rumors.

He could only vaguely say: "It is indeed poisoned, but His Majesty was not poisoned deeply."

"The poison has been detoxified by the Tai Hospital, so don't worry."

Xie Yuheng blinked, she wanted to eat melon!

The servants all retreated, so just let her hear this?

If something happens to the emperor, how can the palace city be unsealed again?

"Sir, do you think Yu Heng looks like a fool?"

Si Yuandao shook his head, "No, you are a little fool!"

Little fool: "..." The relationship between master and disciple is as light as mist, which will disperse in the wind!

There will be no court meeting the next day, so there is no need to go to court.

But Zheng Xiu, the Minister of Household Affairs, left the Zhengzheng Palace for a while and felt so depressed that he wanted to go to the grave.

With an old face of depression, he entered the Hanlin Academy and found Xie Yuheng, crying for a while.

"Xiao Yuheng, it's not like you don't know how much money our caravan has made."

"Your Majesty will reimburse the travel expenses of the woman who passed the scientific examination!"

Is that travel expenses? It’s clearly Zheng Xiu’s flesh and blood and marrow!

Xie Yuheng nodded after hearing this, "This is a very good move. Your Majesty is doing great kindness!"

This was exactly what she wanted, but she couldn't put it forward through her mouth.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yuheng reacted like this. Zheng Xiu was speechless. Wasn't this little guy the one who proposed the caravan?

Isn't this his hard work? Now that your hard work is given to others in vain, don’t you feel bad?

Zheng Xiu thought so and asked the same question.

Xie Yuheng asked: "Taking it from the people and using it for the people, what's the point of feeling distressed?"

"Only the winning women will be reimbursed, not all of them. It's just for encouragement."

"If Mr. Zheng thinks it is not feasible, he can also persuade the world's scholars to abandon the practice of calculation and refer to Mingshu."

"In this way, Daliang doesn't have to let women take the math class. It's just that not many men in the world are willing!"

There is no man in the world who can take the formal imperial examination.

Who can look up to Mingshu Ke, but an official with a higher rank than Jiuzhizhi.

Zheng Xiu understands the truth, but it is difficult for the national treasury to have a little savings...

He also wanted to save some money in case something unexpected happened.

Zheng Xiu laughed sheepishly and said, "It's almost the end of the year, and it's time for officials to receive their salaries."

"After next spring, we will have to allocate funds for public kitchens to various government agencies."

"The little prince from Goryeo is coming to Beijing again. He can't just do nothing and lose face."

Zheng Xiu sighed and continued: "Not to mention military expenditures. The soldiers are asking for money everywhere for food and use."

"Before the rainy season next year, water conservancy projects in various states will need to be inspected and repaired. If there is a disaster somewhere, money will have to be spent for disaster relief."

In short, I just wish I could break open a flower and become a flower with two petals!

Xie Yuheng's eyes twitched when he heard this, and he suggested: "Sir, you can go to the temple to find the God of Wealth and pay homage."

"Hey, how can the God of Wealth be so useful to us as the Marquis of Jiangling!"

Zheng Xiu looked at Xie Yuheng sincerely. Most Jingzhou merchants paid homage to Xie Yuheng's portrait.

He also felt that it would be quicker to worship the God of Wealth than to thank Yuheng.

Xie Yuheng tapped his fingers on the table a few times and raised a question: "Since the money from the public kitchen has been allocated to various government offices, they also want to find the money maker and make money make money."

"The ability of money-catchers varies. For example, the money-catchers from the Ministry of Rites lose money every year, while those from the Metropolitan Procuratorate are just enough."

"But the household department has a surplus every year, or even doubles."