Xiao Jiaojiao suffered from morning sickness and had many babies, and was pampered by Qing Leng'

Xie Yuan expressed his point of view. Seeing his wife and daughter sleeping, he whispered to his son: "It's very late, go to bed! My sister and my mother-in-law have already gone to bed."

Tuanzi turned to look at his mother and sister and said with a sweet voice: "Okay!"

Then he closed his eyes.

Xie Yuan gently patted his little buttocks to coax him to sleep.

After a while, Tuanzi, who was bored and unable to sleep, grabbed his father's arm and muttered something.

"Monster, take a stick from me."

Xie Yuan listened to his son's mutterings and couldn't laugh or cry.

"The monster was beaten to death by you, go to sleep!"

Tuanzi pursed his lips and smiled. After a while, his eyelids began to fight, and he fell asleep soon after.

Xie Yuan looked at his son who was sleeping soundly in the moonlight, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, picked up a thin blanket, covered his son and daughter, and looked at his wife.

Who would have thought that "Journey to the West", which was praised by everyone in Yuanjiang Mansion, was actually written by Mingyue. If he hadn't seen the original manuscript and recognized his wife's handwriting, he might not have known about it till now.

The next day, when Jiang Mingyue was dressing up, she saw through the mirror that her husband had been staring at her for a long time, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"I like [Journey to the West] very much. In order to curry favor with me, the people below gave me the original manuscript."

No wonder he stared at her for a long time.

"[Journey to the West] was not written by me. I am not capable enough to write such a novel. It was written by a gentleman named Wu."

"Mr. Wu?" It was similar to what he had guessed before.

"Well, maybe because he thought I was in love with him, he gave the book to me. I thought it would be a pity if such a good book was buried, so I made a copy and sold it to the bookstore."

"I see!"

"You must not let Tuanzi and Putao know about this, so that they won't pester me with questions in the future."

Xie Yuan smiled and nodded.

In early June, zhezi from various places arrived in Kyoto one after another. In the imperial study, Song Ming opened a zhezi and took a look at it, then commented: "It's all nonsense!"

After reading several memorials in a row, Song Ming felt a little bad. He could explain things clearly in one sentence, but he wrote a long article of hundreds of words. It was really a waste of his time.

Song Ming threw these memorials aside and asked, "Is there any memorial from the Yuanjiang Mansion?"

"Have!"

Hai Dagui hurriedly found Xie Yuan's memorial and handed it to Song Ming.

Song Ming opened the memorial, and his frown instantly relaxed. He saw that this was a man who did practical things. He knew that his time was precious, and there was not a word of nonsense in the memorial. A total of three things were written in the memorial, and they were also numbered. Marked.

The first thing is that the disarmament of the navy has been completed, and 50,000 people have returned home one after another.

The second thing was to tell him about the situation of Crucian Carp Island, hoping that he could assign some officials to manage Crucian Carp Island with him.

The third thing was to tell him that Yuanjiang Prefecture had a great harvest, with an increase of 23 kilograms per mu. The summer grain had been put into storage. Since it was far away from Kyoto, it was inconvenient to transport it. He converted the grain into money and handed it over to the Ministry of Household Affairs. And these grains will later flow into Crucian Carp Island and be used to trade with the barbarians.

Song Ming put down the memorial and had a smile on his face. Since Xie Yuan entered Yuanjiang Mansion, everything he had done made him extremely satisfied. The auction he held before was even more beneficial to the national treasury. Taxes increased by one-sixth.

With the promotion of farmyard manure, eight prefectures and one state have had a bumper harvest this year. It can be said that Song Ming has never been so wealthy since he ascended the throne.

During this time, Jiang You was smiling all day long, and he didn't want to cry anymore. He wanted to renovate the summer resort, and Jiang You immediately agreed.

Thinking of Jiang You, Song Ming picked up the memorial again. Well, he could assign a few people from the Ministry of Household Affairs to go there.

With a decision in his mind, Song Ming said loudly: "Hai Dagui!"

"Xuan Jiangyou has an audience!"

"Yes!"

After the young eunuch went to announce the decree, Song Ming took out Xie Yuan's previous memorial and handed it to Hai Dagui and said: "Go to the cabinet and give this memorial to Mr. Shen Ge, and ask him to order someone to copy it and send it to From now on, they will give me notes from various continents and prefectures, and they will write them for me in this format."

Upon hearing this, Hai Dagui took the memorial respectfully.

"Yes!"

He walked out of the imperial study and exhaled slowly, Xie Yuan is amazing! From now on, everyone in the world may not recognize you.

Not long after Hai Dagui left the cabinet, the Holy Emperor took Xie Yuan's memorial as an example and asked officials from all over the country to follow suit, which quickly spread in Kyoto.

When Song Cheng received the news, he felt quite complicated, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

Xie Yuan continues to be favored and may join the cabinet in the future. It would be unwise to provoke such a person.

Knowing that his wife was smashing things, Song Cheng sighed and entered the backyard.

What Song Cheng didn't know was that at this moment, the two brothers were in very similar moods. Although Song Min had suppressed Xie Yuan before, they had not formed a deadly feud. They would definitely not be able to win him over. If they could repair the relationship between the two, When Xie Yuan returns to Kyoto in the future, Song Min will not be a stumbling block for him, and Song Min is satisfied.

However, there is no rush to repair the relationship. After all, no one is in Kyoto now. The first thing he has to do now is to cut off all the wings of the boss. Unexpectedly, after Zhang Zhongyue died, he no longer had any scruples. These few times He suffered a lot against him, it was really hateful!

In the evening, Ryan returned to his house and while walking with his wife, he whispered a few words in her ear.

Jiang Sanniang's eyes instantly brightened as she looked at her husband and said with a smile, "Our ninth brother-in-law is really not an easy man."

Ryan said with emotion: "He may become the fastest promoted person in our country."

Jiang Sanniang looked at her husband after hearing this.

"In other words, once the ninth brother-in-law returns to Beijing in the future, he will be promoted immediately?"

Ryan nodded.

"His contribution is huge."

After hearing this, Jiang Sanniang took her husband and walked happily to the study.

"What to do?"

"Write a letter to Ninth Sister and tell her about what's going on here in Kyoto. It will also make her happy."

…………

In the academy, Jiang Minghong only found out on the third day of June that his brother-in-law had made a big splash again.

"Brother-in-law has made meritorious service again?" Jiang Minghong asked after thinking about it.

Shen Yu said 'hmm'.

"Grandpa said that regarding the Crucian Carp Island, my brother-in-law has done a good job. In addition, the effect of promoting farmyard manure has gradually appeared. This year, there will be a bumper harvest in eight provinces and continents. The national treasury has never been as abundant as it is now. The Lord Longyan is very happy. "

"I see."

The two talked about what happened in the court, and Jiang Minghong suddenly asked: "Did you solve the arithmetic question in this quarterly exam?"

The expression on Shen Yu's face froze instantly. They were still good friends even if they didn't mention this.

Looking at his expression, Jiang Minghong knew that he hadn't written it yet, but he had taught him questions like this three times before.