The sun gradually moved westward. In the evening, the wind suddenly became stronger, and thousands of clouds were blown into the sky. The chill between the sky and the earth suddenly increased, and it suddenly fell from midsummer to late autumn.
Shuang Yanque was afraid that Xia Zhao's clothes would be cold, so he immediately sent someone to bring thicker outer clothes.
However, the atmosphere in the room was too warm and the severe cold outside could not be felt for the time being. Xia Zhaoyi was not wearing anything and asked Zhan Ning to take it for a while.
Starting from the long table meeting hosted by Yang Guanxian and Mu Tingyu in Zhengwen Hall that day, every official is now required to submit an article every two days.
Every afternoon at application time, Xia Zhaoyi would select several articles and have them read out in public by officials who volunteered.
I just read the third article today, and I was blown away because this article talks about a new recruitment strategy for all people to embrace martial arts. Regardless of whether they are rich or poor or poor, men from the age of 12 to 40 must serve in the military.
, regardless of whether he is an official or not.
As soon as this article was read, the officials present looked at each other.
Many officials are very old, already over forty years old, but they still have children.
To Xia Zhaoyi's surprise, while this article was opposed by many people, it was also approved by many people.
But soon she understood why.
For example, Bao Chengle, Minister of Rites, is forty-one years old and has only two daughters.
Lu Zishi, the minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, all his sons failed to live up to expectations. Lu Zishi wanted to throw them into the barracks to suffer.
Zhuge Shan also supported it. There were many heirs in the Zhuge family. If all of them were sent to the barracks, most of the men in the Zhuge family in Hejing would be gone at once.
However, Xia Zhaoyi could also guess his intention. The world situation was unpredictable, and Zhugeshan might want his sons to go to the military camp to expand their contacts and develop their financial foundation.
Noisy and noisy, the whole afternoon passed in an instant.
Xia Zhaoyi did not participate, nor did she make the final decision. All matters in the past few days were decided by the nine officials of the Political Affairs Hall. After they summarized and came up with their own ideas, she would discuss with them to see how to improve it.
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Of these nine officials, Yu Shiling, Yin Zeming, and Wei Yaojun occupied three. Xia Zhaoyi gave one of the remaining six positions to Hang Yusheng.
As the only minister among the nine officials, Hang Yusheng has the lowest rank, but he is the toughest and the one who always offends people.
Everyone was talking behind their backs, saying that the Ministry of Industry was suppressed too hard by the late emperor, and now that it was given a little sweetener, it immediately bottomed out and started to tremble. This is called a villain's success.
After cursing, the meeting was over. Xia Zhaoyi did not wait until everyone left as she did before. She took the clothes from Zhan Ning's hand and came out from the side door of the political hall.
Many officials also took a shortcut and passed by. When they saw her, they felt as if they had seen a ghost. Some of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they hurried over to say hello.
Xia Zhaoyi nodded and smiled lightly at them.
Zhan Ning looked at their backs and muttered: "The second young lady is more beautiful than a flower, they don't know how to please their eyes."
Xia Zhaoyi suddenly smiled and said, "If Zhao Ning were here, I seem to have guessed what she would say."
"Zhao Ning? Oh! Hengxiang, that Mrs. Zhao!"
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said: "Yes, if Zhao Ning hears what you say, she will say," Xia Zhaoyi's face suddenly turned cold and her words were cold, "How can a woman who is pleasing to the eye be a formidable woman?"
The woman is good.”
Zhan Ning was startled by her change of expression faster than flipping through a book. She calmed down and said, "Second Miss...you are still the best!"
Xia Zhaoyi smiled again: "Let's go."
The reason why I left early today was because I had to go back and pack my things.
Calculating the time, Yang Guanxian should be able to walk around. Although it was a bit unkind, he was pulled back to take charge of the situation before the person was seriously injured. Fortunately, the life was easy, and he could just sit there and listen to the quarrel.
In contrast, Lingzhou needs her more now.
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Jinxing Restaurant has been closed for a long time, and there is not a single diner in the huge lobby. Under the newly lit lanterns under the eaves in front of the door, the old patriarch Gu is sitting on a bamboo stool, playing with the cattail leaf fan in his hand, and Mu Tingyu is sitting next to him.
The wind outside was so strong that it was like flying sand and stones. The two had been chatting for a long time. When Xia Zhaoyi came from the backyard, she heard Mu Tingyu's voice saying with a bit of flattery: "Well, old man, how can I bow to you?"
How about joining your Wangxing Sect? Do you accept lay disciples?"
Old Sect Master Gu smiled: "I'll take it!"
"Then look at me..."
"We accept tall people."
Mu Tingyu paused: "This..."
"Oh, after all, you are a lay disciple. If you want to bear the name of our sect, but are not willing to go up the mountain to live a miserable life of poverty, then the conditions must be more stringent. At least you must be tall, handsome, elegant and
You have to be talented and knowledgeable, right? If you enter the academy, no matter how ugly, poor, or illiterate you are, we will accept you. If you don't enter, you will have to pass our tests at all levels."
Mu Tingyu held up his cheeks depressedly: "How can I pass the test?"
After he finished speaking, he turned around with some emotion. Old Sect Master Gu also turned his head. The young girl, dressed elegantly, stood tall and graceful in the lobby. She raised her hand and waved to them: "I'll go upstairs to find Master."
Old Sect Master Gu watched her go up and praised: "Look, Ah Li is really outstanding."
Mu Tingyu thought of seeing the word "Zhu Xian" on the file today, and his scalp felt numb again.
He regretted more than once, why did he follow Lu Mingfeng to Yong'an?
In the Zhenguo General's Mansion where Zhu Xian was imprisoned, the Zhenguo General Qian Xutian had just died a few days ago and was captured alive.
His son Qian Yuandeng died last year, and he was the first to die.
Not to mention Lu Mingfeng, the girl planned every step and carefully planned every step of the trap, so that Lu Mingfeng was killed by tens of thousands of pairs of eyes under the order of the emperor who was his most loyal supporter.
Only he, Mu Tingyu, is still surviving...
Moreover, she had taken the initiative to mention this matter in Qingque Pavilion before!
"Before, when he helped the people, the prince lost a lot of money and couldn't sleep at night. Now that something happened to Lu Mingfeng, is the prince afraid that you, who were also present when Master Zhu Xian died, will follow in the footsteps of Qian Yuandeng and Lu Mingfeng?"
Mu Tingyu sighed, and he found that no matter whether she wanted to settle the old score or not, he could not escape this thorn in his heart.
Moreover, she also said: "Before he died, Master Zhu Xian said two words, common people."
"People." Mu Tingyu said in a low voice.
"Huh?" Sect Master Gu looked sideways at him.
"Senior, the most worthless people in this world are the heroes." Mu Tingyu sighed.
Old Sect Leader Gu was curious: "Why did you suddenly talk about this?"
"I can say a little about those things before, but I still have some success," Mu Tingyu raised his finger, "but it's not enough at all. Well, senior, tell me, how can I do good things for the people?"
Old Sect Leader Gu smiled and said: "This is not easy, just be a good official!"
"A good official must die from exhaustion..."
"Then you should make good money, and if you have nothing else to do, go hand out money on the streets and help the poor."
Mu Tingyu let out a long sigh: "Forget it, I'm even more tired and heartbroken. I'd better think about how to be such a bitch!"
Old Sect Leader Gu thought he heard wrongly: "What?"
"Seek wealth in danger? No," Mu Tingyu raised his hand and patted his face, "You have to give up wealth in order to be rich!"
