The next day it was the twelfth day of the first lunar month.

Because he was about to take the turn in the yamen, Jiao Shun had to get up and practice in the morning before dawn.

Yuchuan served him listlessly and watched him go out again, and then began to clean up the end of the bed and body.

First, she rolled up the replaced underwear with a bed sheet, then carefully took off her stockings and threw them into a cypress basin. After Jin Chuan died, Yu Chuan originally wanted to burn this thing, but then she thought, wouldn't it be like wearing Mrs. Wang's close-fitting objects to do that kind of pickled thing like she was?

Therefore, not only did it not be destroyed, it was used as a "battle robe", which can relieve hatred and promote fun.

Just look at the traces above and you will know that yesterday must have had a great time.

But Yuchuan couldn't be happy at all. At first, she was unaware of human affairs and always thought that men and women could get pregnant by sleeping together. Later, she was unable to get pregnant for a long time. Instead, Aunt Xing got pregnant shortly after she entered the school, and then she gradually became suspicious.

After inquiring indirectly, she finally realized that when the old man and the maids were together, they all took contraceptive measures, so if they wanted to rely on their offspring to take office directly, there would be no hope in a short period of time.

At present, the most likely shortcut is the bait given by Jiao Shun - that is, to make breakthrough progress on Lin Daiyu.

But the problem is that since Xing Xiuyan was pregnant, she has never dared to go out at will. Even if Yu Chuan was full of energy and wanted to promote her uncle in front of Miss Lin's master and servant, she had to have this opportunity first.

There is no hope for the road to progress. I heard yesterday that Mrs. Wang promoted a little red from Jia Baoyu's house and replaced Jin Chuan's place. This made Yu Chuan feel even more unhappy.

After finishing the mess in depressed manner, she was stunned in the bedroom for a while. As expected, Jiao Shun was about to finish the morning exercise, she arrived in the living room.

As a result, Xiangling was leaning on a mop, frowning and frowning, as if she had something big to worry about.

Yuchuan couldn't help but wonder, Xiangling was always heartless, but why did she feel worried for no reason?

Could it be because...

Just as she thought Xiangling had finally opened her mind, she heard the foolish girl muttering: "Article has been known for its achievements and gains and losses, and the authors are all listed. How can the reputation be overwhelmed? The poet sighs and cannot see it. The Han Dynasty is prosperous here."

"What's the meaning?"

Yuchuan was confused when she heard this, and went up to ask, "What are you muttering about here?"

Xiangling sighed and shook her head without saying a word.

Yuchuan became more and more curious, repeatedly asked questions, and threatened to slap her itch. Xiangling then said truthfully: "I see Miss Lin and Mr. Bao becoming more and more distant, but I'm afraid... in the future..."

"What will happen in the future?"

Before she could finish her words, Yuchuan sneered: "Do you still hope that they will reunite? OK, okay, I'm sorry, I love you so much on weekdays, but you turned out to be a traitor!"

"What are you talking nonsense!"

But Xiangling, a foolish girl, knew that she would never admit it, and hurriedly explained: "I mean they are getting distant, so I will be ruined after the festival."

Yuchuan rolled her eyes when she heard this. There were so many serious things - such as how to lift her aunt - this silly girl didn't worry about this poetry club, but was worried about this, and what was the best thing about the sour poems that were not hungry or full?

"They are them, and the poetry club is the poetry club."

Yuchuan was about to sarcastically, Jiao Shun picked up the curtain and walked in, and continued: "Your aunt is pregnant now, and she should look for some entertainment - not to mention that her beautiful writing should also show off her to the outside."

Xiangling's eyes immediately shone and hurriedly asked: "What is the master meant that this poetry club should still be run?"

"Of course, we have to do it, and we have to do it well. After the holiday, we will pay 500 taels of silver from our family and ask Miss Lin and Miss Shi to take the lead in starting the club. It is necessary to do it lively!"

Xiangling was naturally overjoyed. Yuchuan didn't care at first, but later she became happy - she was not interested in the poetry club, but since she was going to hold a poetry club, she naturally had the opportunity to contact Lin Daiyu's master and servant.

After all the breakfast was happily used, they went to the main hall to meet Lai Wang, and the father and son drove to the office of the Ministry of Works together.

According to the court's regulations, the government offices should actually start working formally since the fifth day of the lunar month, but there are policies and countermeasures at the top. In addition to the serious annual leave, there is also a saying of "seal" in the government office.

Since the Song Dynasty, every year from the 20th day of the 12th lunar month, the official seals in the yamen will be sealed, and they will not be unsealed until the 20th day of the first lunar month of the next year - the sealing of the troupe is learned from here.

Although some officials took turns to be on duty during this period, they would be postponed unless it was a major matter in the world.

I heard that during the Taizu Dynasty, similar bad habits and chronic diseases had been abandoned, but after Xia Taizu died, the old systems of the previous dynasty were picked up by nobles and civil servants.

Of course, for Jiao Shun today, it is better to have more holidays than to have less holidays in the yamen. Unless he rebels in the future and becomes the emperor, he will definitely not have any opinions on these systems, and he even has to support them with both hands.

Less gossip.

But when he arrived at the yamen, Jiao Shun first browsed the backlog of government affairs so that there would be some difficulty in handling it in the future.

Not to mention the trivial matters, there are two things that attracted Jiao Shun's attention. One is that the emperor passed the cabinet's instructions and asked the Ministry of Works to promote such a scheming opera to the people as soon as possible.

This coincides with Jiao Shun's follow-up plan.

But the problem is that the emperor’s personal supervision during the New Year seems to have done some big problems, but it is probably too much, which will attract the vigilance and counterattack of the civil servant group.

Tsk ~

Although the emperor had some knowledge and knew that industrial innovation was the general trend, he was always so anxious, but he was afraid that it might not be a good thing.

Try to drag it out as much as possible first.

The second thing is that the state-owned factories near the capital city submitted a draft to the Ministry for the establishment of a craftsman picket team in accordance with the instructions from the New Year.

According to the size of the factory and whether there are confidentiality requirements, the number of picket teams can have a hundred people, while the number of fewer is only seven or eight people. They are all added together, and the scale is almost 1,600 or seven hundred.

Considering that after the actual approval is continued, each factory will definitely try every means to stuff some related households into it, and the final quota should be around 2,000 people.

Although these two thousand people are not completely out of stock, the acceptable military training will not be much worse than the formal army - especially those military factories, which are easier to raise equipment than the army.

If you can hold it in your hands, it will be considered a military force either big or small.

Although the size of these two thousand people is not worth mentioning compared to the three battalions and one guard, the total number of these two thousand people is not worth mentioning, but the workers are high-quality soldiers. At the critical moment, these two thousand people raised their arms and shouted, and pulled up a mob of tens of thousands of people.

Jiao Shun initially proposed the military representative system, but wanted to cause some trouble to the Ordnance Department so that they could not hold on to themselves.

Later, he proposed to form a picket team, but he wanted to follow the situation and reduce the burden on the Ministry of Industry.

But now he has taken these drafted charters and suddenly has some strange thoughts, and even made up the scene of the changing king flag on the city wall.

But this is just thinking about it. Nowadays, it is not a chaotic world. The people have been peaceful for a long time. Moreover, the imperial court has just made great contributions outside the territory, and it is the time when the national pride is the strongest.

If he really wants to go against the will of heaven, let alone raise tens of thousands of rebels when he raises his arms, he is afraid that as soon as he reveals his ambition, the picket team will tie him up and hand him over to the court for disposal.

but……

Although he knew that there was no use for birds, Jiao Shun could not help but develop greed that wanted to control this new force in his hands.

Of course, you must not be able to be shaky and hard. It is best to sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.

After thinking about it, he decided to put pressure on the construction of the workers' picket team first and then talk about it.

The reason is ready-made: whether it is a civil servant or a craftsman, they are all laymen in this regard. After the military representative takes office, they are familiar with the basic situation in all aspects of the factory, and then they will preside over the construction of the picket team.

After the military representatives arrived, the primary task was not to prepare for the construction of a picket team, but to focus on product quality.

It's not difficult to drag it out for three to five months.

By then, the first batch of work-students will be graduated. These people have received military training in elementary school for half a year. For the factory, they are their own people. Wouldn't it be natural to let them participate in the construction of the picket team as assistants of military representatives?

After all, this picket team was going to accept dual leadership.

Jiao Shun has always regarded these work-students as the foundation of the future team. It is certainly not difficult to use their hands to control part of the real power of the picket team.

Thinking that he would be able to master a military force soon, Jiao Shun felt that he had added some confidence, or courage, during his actions.

At the same time, he secretly regretted that he was not reborn in the chaotic world and the end of the world. Otherwise, with this group of workers, peasants and soldiers, he might not be able to make a emperor - bah, a chairman.

…………

But on the evening of the day, Jiao Shun received a post from the Xue family when he returned home. In addition to asking him to have a banquet tomorrow, he also invited Xu to go with him.

This is normal. After all, Xu was originally an aunt Xue’s maid. The two have been like sisters since childhood. Now their identities have changed, but their relationship has always been good. They often get together to chat and chat.

Jiao Shun knew it was unlikely, but he still looked forward to it when he went there.

Unfortunately, Aunt Xue was the only one who accompanied her during the meal - Xue Pan fell ill after all - and never mentioned Baochai's sentence from beginning to end.

Although he did not want to give his daughter to Jiao Shun, Aunt Xue was still very intimate about Jiao Shun. She didn't say thank you very much, and she frequently picked up food and persuaded him to drink during the meal, such as duck feet, roasted deer tails, and fried chicken tongues. She piled up the high-end on the plate.

After all, Jiao Shun's alcohol tolerance is not comparable to that of a woman, so he is only drunk, and Aunt Xue and Xu can no longer hold on.

Jiao Shunyuan wanted to help her mother go back to rest, but Aunt Xue forced her to stay with her, saying that it would not be too late to wait until Xu woke up in the evening before going back. If she couldn't wake up, it wouldn't be a big deal to keep her for a night.

Jiao Shun had to say goodbye alone and leave.

Wearing a cloak and carrying a cloak - the one to Xue Pan - was walking forward while drinking, and I felt that someone seemed to be following me.

Looking back, there was no one.

In this deep courtyard, no one dares to beat him, Mr. Jiao, right?

Jiao Shun secretly raised his vigilance and quietly tied the bag with a cloak to his forearm, preparing to use this thing as a shield once the enemy showed his weapon.

At the same time, he also changed the direction of his journey, no longer walking home along the inner wall, but to the densely populated area - since he was following the plot, he would never dare to take action in public.

"Stop!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned, I suddenly felt a whisper from behind.

When I looked back, I saw a familiar figure flashing by the side of the road. I had a tall gourd figure and a beautiful hair that was tied into a simple ascetic style. My correct facial features were cold and calm, but my eyes seemed to be about to spit out fire.

Jiao Shun couldn't help but say in surprise: "Li...Grandma? Why are you?"

The person coming was Li Wan. She folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, took a few steps forward with her long legs and brushed the willows and the wind. Her eyes were nailed to Jiao Shun's face as if she wanted to swallow him alive.

Tsk ~

Why did she come to the door?
To be continued...