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In mid-June, Li Zhen sent a letter from Lizhou to greet His Majesty. The letter said that although Lizhou is in need of prosperity, there is no shortage of money, food and manpower, and everything is about to be on the right track.

Jiang Zhao was overjoyed and exempted Lizhou from taxes for three years. He personally wrote an article and published it, praising the righteousness of the people of the world to Lizhou. He also inscribed a few plaques with his own pen and sent them to various places. Big family.

All of a sudden, the emperor's name spread far and wide, congratulations came from all over the world, and a batch of good things were sent to Jiang Zhao.

Gao Sheng'an read the gift list until he was out of breath. He took a peek at Jiang Zhao, and saw her leaning sideways on the couch, holding a book in her left hand and serving tea in her right hand.

"Read it?"

Realizing that there was no sound, Jiang Zhao raised his eyes and looked lazily at Gao Sheng'an.

Gao Sheng said in a hurry: "Return to Your Majesty, I haven't finished reading yet, the slave is just taking a breath, and continue reading immediately."

Jiang Zhao smiled, and calmly said: "Forget it, let someone register it directly, and send all the things to my private treasury. When I have free time, it's not too late to go and count them one by one."

"The servant complies with the order." Gao Sheng'an was overjoyed, and quickly responded.

Jiang Zhao said again: "You should keep an eye on it when the time comes, pick out a few exquisite gadgets for Jinniang, and prepare a congratulatory gift for me, and when Han Xuan gets married, you will go there on my behalf. "

"Slave complies with the order." Gao Sheng'an responded again, reacting slowly, and asked in surprise: "Scholar Han is getting married?"

Jiang Zhao nodded and said, "It's probably coming soon, he is not young after all."

Gao Sheng'an showed suspicion, hesitated to speak, approached Jiang Zhao, and asked carefully: "Isn't it forced by your majesty?"

Jiang Zhao's face was slightly condensed, he raised the hand holding the book and pointed to the door, staring at him without saying a word.

"My slave is talking too much." Gao Sheng'an quickly stretched out his hand to give himself a mouth, and said with a flattering smile: "Your Majesty has a big heart, and you have a lot of people, so you must not do things to persecute your courtiers. This is because this slave is careful and considers a gentleman's heart." .”

He said many good things again, but Jiang Zhao's heart was as hard as iron, and he didn't change his mind at all. In the end, Yuan Xiang hurried in, kowtowed to Jiang Zhao on his knees, and Jiang Zhao diverted his attention, and didn't insist on driving Gao Sheng'an out.

Yuan Xiang held up the letter in his hand to His Majesty, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the matter is done."

Jiang Zhao straightened his face, put the scroll and the teacup in his hand aside, sat up straight and took the letter, opened it and read it carefully, and ordered: "Don't tell Jinniang about this for now, wait for me to arrange everything. Will let them meet."

Yuan Xiang kowtowed and said, "I understand."

The next day at the court meeting, the two imperial envoys who returned to Beijing from Lizhou took up their posts. All the officials thought that Lizhou's affairs were over, and praised Her Majesty for her timely response and proper arrangements.

Jiang Zhaogao sat on the dragon chair, his face was not happy, he looked down at the officials in the hall, and suddenly smiled coldly: "Have you finished talking? Shut up when you finish, just so I have something to say."

So the officials stood silently and listened to the hadith.

"Zhao Zhijie, the inspector of the Yunyang Mansion, was slow to respond to the natural disaster in Lizhou and did nothing.

Taxes are levied every year, seven of which are collected by the imperial court, and three of them are kept in the mansion. As far as I know, there have been no natural or man-made disasters in Yunyang for more than ten years, but the grain that Zhao Zhijie gave me is not even as much as a rich gentry donated. Where did the grain saved in the government office for more than ten years go?

Whether it was eaten by rats or soaked in river water, he sent me a total of four apologies, but none of them explained the reason. "

Jiang Zhao stretched out his hand, and Gao Shengan, who was standing on one side, quickly brought out several memorials and presented them to her. Jiang Zhao reached out and grabbed them, threw them under the steps of his majesty, and asked with a smile: "Everyone, do you think this is reasonable?" Woolen cloth?"

Is it reasonable?

Of course it is unreasonable.

But everyone knows that Zhao Zhijie is from the Zhao family, and Zhao Heng is standing in front. Who dares to be this unflattering young bird, so no one dared to answer Jiang Zhao's question, only a few sneaky people looked up To Zhao Hengze, the rest of the people lowered their eyebrows and looked down at their toes, kept silent and did not dare to breathe.

Sitting on the top, Jiang Zhao saw their expressions clearly, and said meaningfully: "Is my question so difficult? No one in this civil and military court, the important minister of the country, can answer it?"

Her eyes fell on Zhao Hengze, seeing that he also had a solemn expression, lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, as if Zhao Zhijie, the inspector of Yunyang Mansion, had nothing to do with him at all, Jiang Zhao couldn't help but sigh that he was really dull Hold on.

"I have nothing to say now, and I don't need to talk for a while."

Jiang Zhao leaned on the armrest of the dragon chair, played with the sachet hanging on his waist, and ordered: "From now on, Zhao Zhijie will be relieved of his duty of patrolling cases in Yunyang Mansion, and escorted back to Beijing for interrogation.

Qiu Wenhe, Minister of Dali Temple, was transferred to Yunyang Mansion, temporarily acting as a detective, Shaoqing Tang Jinshan was promoted to Zhengqing, Minister of Criminal Affairs Xiangqin was transferred to Yushitai Supervisor. "

She raised her eyes and glanced at the few ministers mentioned just now, and asked, "Do you have any objections to the above?"

The three people mentioned, Qiu Wenhe and Tang Jinshan, were promoted to the first rank. Although Xiang Qin was mediocre in terms of grade, but in terms of nature, he was no different from the promotion. Naturally, the three of them had no objection.

So he kowtowed to thank Zhao Heng, and looked at Zhao Hengze again. Although his brows were furrowed, he didn't say a word.

Jiang Zhao also specifically asked him: "From the perspective of Prime Minister Zuo, is there anything wrong with my arrangement?"

Zhao Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled subtly, and cupped his hands at her and said, "Your Majesty is wise, there is nothing wrong with it."

Jiang Zhao asked again: "Zhao Zhijie is Zhao Xiang's nephew, right? He has been appointed outside, and I have not met him before, and I have condemned him for a serious crime. It is really a state-owned state law. I hope that Zhao Xiang will not cause a rift with me because of this. "

"Your Majesty was joking." Zhao Heng said, "He is a citizen of the Great Mencius first, and then he is the nephew of a veteran. It is his fault that he is ashamed of the common people and even more ashamed of His Majesty. , The old minister dare not have any complaints."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhao gave him a false smile and praised him, "Ms. Zhao is really sensible, and all officials should be like this."

Right Minister Qin Duan suddenly turned around, held a wat board and bowed to Zhao Hengze, "The Left Minister can clearly distinguish right from wrong, and can kill relatives righteously. He is indeed a model for all officials to learn from, and we should encourage ourselves."

So Zhao Heng was praised by the officials, but he could only force himself to smile and be humble, with an ugly expression as if he had eaten a fly.

After the court, Jiang Zhao was in a good mood. After returning to the bedroom and changing clothes, he rarely thought of taking a vacation for himself, so he didn't go to the Imperial Study to deal with political affairs, but went to Qingyuan Palace to visit the little princess.

At this time in Qingyuan Hall, Xie Jin was leading Jiang Han to learn some simple words. Although the princess was young, she always seemed to have a half-knowledge, but fortunately, she was not tired of it. Instead, her eyes were full of curiosity, which made Xie Jin quite happy A sense of accomplishment.

After reading a few words, Xie Jin had a whim, wrote the word "晗" on the paper, pointed to the princess and said: "This is the name of the princess, pronounced as Han, which means that the sky will be bright, it is very word of hope."

Jiang Han didn't know if he understood or not, he raised his head to look at her, and then opened his mouth twice.

Xie Jin was very patient, and taught her the pronunciation bit by bit, pointing to the word, and pointing to the little princess himself.

"Jiang Han, your name."

Jiang Han pouted, pushed the piece of paper with her name aside, held Xie Jin's finger with her small hand, as if she was correcting something, and said in a low voice, "Ah... Yuan... A Yuan ..."

Xie Jin tentatively asked, "Is the princess talking about his name?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Han seemed to understand, nodded his head, and smiled with his small teeth.

The little princess was titled An Le, and her first name was Jiang Han. As for whether it was A Yuan or A Yuan, it was probably given by Kang Wang and his wife. She heard it a lot at home, so she knew it was her own name.

This kid is clever and cute, Xie Jin couldn't help pinching her corner, and echoed, "Got it, Ah Yuan."

She saw that the little princess was chubby, and her complexion was white. She really looked like a round and lovely glutinous rice dumpling. Although she didn't know what King Kang thought, she recognized the word "round" first.

When Jiang Han heard his baby name, he was obviously much more excited than hearing his name, so he leaned over and kissed Xie Jin on the cheek.

Xie Jin was amused by her. Seeing that the nanny brought a bowl of cheese for children, he suspended the teaching and let this obedient and able to make people happy to eat cheese.

Coaxing the children was indeed a lot of work, so while Jiang Han was eating, Xie Jin got up and walked around the yard to relieve his fatigue.

In addition to a few nuns, there are many eunuchs and maids in the Qingyuan Palace. Since Xie Jin took over the errand of the talented person in the Qingyuan Palace, he did not neglect Jiang Han because of his young age. , and the palace people of Qingyuan Palace are all familiar, especially the nuns and maids who serve Jiang Han closely.

She walked a few steps in the courtyard, when a familiar maid approached and whispered something to her, wanting to take a step to speak.

This maid was not in front of Jiang Han, and Xie Jin was only familiar with her, and couldn't even call her name. When he was hesitating, the maid took out half a handkerchief from her sleeve and showed it to her.

Xie Jin's face turned cold, and he recognized that it was something she embroidered for Yuan Qi back then, and it was also split in two by her own hands.

"You've got the wrong person, I don't recognize such a thing."

Xie Jin nodded politely, and was about to leave, but the maid grabbed her sleeve.

The palace lady accepted the benefits, so naturally she would not let Xie Jin go easily, she forced half a handkerchief into her palm, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master Xie, this matter should not be publicized, you should go and meet."

Xie Jin almost laughed angrily, and said coldly: "Who do you want me to see? Why should I go to see him?"

The maid said forcefully: "This servant is only responsible for passing on the message, and I don't know much about the entanglement between you. There are many people in the palace, and this matter needs to be understood as soon as possible. You should not make it difficult for this servant."

"Since you know that there are many people with mixed opinions, you shouldn't spread the word for anyone." Xie Jin said with a cold expression, and broke free from the shackles of the maid.

She wanted to return the handkerchief, but the maid refused to take it, she hid her hands behind her back, and seeing that there was no one around, she quickly said: "The man said that he will wait for you to meet for the last time at the place where we met last time. I brought them all, and I don’t know anything about the rest, whether to go or not is entirely up to Mr. Xie to decide!"

After saying this, the maid left in a hurry, not giving Xie Jin a chance to say a word.

Xie Jin looked at the back of the palace lady running away, clenched the half of the handkerchief in his palm, stood there for a long while, his expression was difficult to distinguish, and finally went into the hall to talk to the nanny, and left the Qingyuan Hall to attend the appointment.

It's not that she still has friendship with Yuan Qi, and it's not that she wants to give him any hope, it's just that Yuan Qi's heart is not dead, and she always feels that there will be endless troubles, so she simply goes to meet him for the last time as he said, and explains everything clearly to him.

Along the way, he kept thinking and walked in a hurry, Xie Jin didn't notice that he was following a person far behind.

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Sprinkle dog blood, let Your Majesty stand up quickly, my brain hurts from grinding