When Cai Yuan heard the name Zhu Yi, he suddenly realized, "It turns out he is Mr. Zhu, please forgive me for being clumsy!"
Speaking of Zhuyi, he was beheaded for corruption before. Although the family members were not executed, they were demoted to common people.
Zhu Yi was the Minister of the Ministry of Finance at that time, and he was very talented in numeracy. His son was once a well-known numeracy genius in Beijing when he was a child. Unfortunately, the family fell into decline. This young master Zhu was able to join the Northwest Prince's Palace.
Cai Yuan was also a little surprised.
"Young Master Zhu has a reputation as a genius in mathematics since he was a child. With the help of the young master, this matter will definitely be done twice the result with half the effort!" Cai Yuan smiled gently. He had a good impression of this young master before he came here, and secondly, the prince and the princess were here.
Because of this, he was naturally very polite to him.
"You're welcome, Your Excellency!" Zhu Qinglan saluted Cai Yuan in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, then turned to look at He Lanji and Chu Tianjiao, asking for instructions, "That's it, Qinglan will go to the household department right now!"
"Yes!" Helan coughed quietly, "Now I appoint Zhu Qinglan as the commissioner of the Ministry of Household Affairs, responsible for supervising the construction of the southern wall of the country. In all matters related to this matter, all ministries must take Qinglan as their top priority!"
Although the Commissioner of the Ministry of Household Affairs does not have a real job, he undoubtedly transferred Zhu Qinglan from a commoner to an official in an instant. As long as this matter is done well, he will naturally have no worries about rising up in the future and save the situation for the Zhu family.
Zhu Qinglan, how can you not be grateful?!
With a shock in his heart, he already picked up his robe and knelt on the ground, kowtowing deeply to the two of them, "Qinglan will never insult the mission!"
"It's all your fault this time!" Chu Tianjiao bent down and helped him up from the ground, "Now that you are pressed for time, there is no need to kneel here to thank you. Go to the Ministry of Household Affairs to complete your task as the Commissioner of the Ministry of Household Affairs.
That’s the right thing to do!”
"Commissioner Zhu, please follow me to the Household Department!" Cai Yuan smiled and walked forward, leading Zhu Qinglan out of the imperial study and to the Household Department.
Chu Tianjiao and He Lanji took Lan Nuo and others back to the palace, leaving the two of them talking in the hall. Chu Tianjiao took Long Xiang to the backyard, and ordered his servants to prepare a banquet for the old butler.
He asked if there was anything unusual about Dan that night.
Long Xiang thought for a moment and then spoke, "If it's unusual, I think he was very depressed. That night, he just kept pouring wine into his mouth without saying much, and he soon became drunk and unconscious!"
Chu Tianjiao was thinking in his heart, but there was no expression on his face, "You go to the kitchen and tell them to prepare a banquet, and I'll go see him!"
She walked through a quiet corridor and came to the door of the courtyard where Dan lived. As she walked through the door, she saw the little maid who was usually responsible for taking care of Dan sitting in the courtyard, twisting a cotton handkerchief. When she saw her, she immediately
He lifted his skirt and saluted, "I've met the princess!"
"Master Dan, where are you?!" Chu Tianjiao asked, looking at the hall door.
"Young Master was drunk again yesterday, and he still hasn't woken up yet!" The little maid pointed to the door, "Is there something wrong, Princess?!"
"It's okay, I just didn't see him at home last night, so I was worried about coming over to see him!" Chu Tianjiao walked up the steps, "What happened to the young master recently? Why is he so good at drinking?!"
The little girl shook her head and lowered her voice, "Last night I heard him mumbling about 'strange' and 'dreaming'... and he hit his own head with his fist. Princess, sir, is his head broken?"