Royal Gold Magistrate

"Your Highness knows?" Fangzheng frowned.

Could it be that your kid is collecting money behind his back?impossible!

"Since your highness knows, why don't you stop it?"

"Well, I knew these things from the beginning." Li Yuanzhao vowed: "Old Fang, you don't really believe the nonsense said above!"

"The so-called rectification of the restaurant was approved by me alone, and the so-called extortion of people's money is completely non-existent!"

"It is this Palace who made those people who disobeyed the order pay fines, and every sum is well documented!"

"The common people don't understand what micro-worms are, and I can't explain them one by one. Even if I explain it, no one may believe it."

"And it will take some time for the rectification to take effect, so we can only choose a tougher approach."

"Old Fang, you don't understand."

I see...

As soon as Fangzheng tapped the table with his fingers, he suddenly regretted it.

Maybe the microscope shouldn't come out until there is no mass production capacity.

So many bad things happened, in the final analysis it was his fault.

"Your Highness is right, but has Your Highness personally seen how the health team works?"

Li Yuanzhao said without hesitation: "Of course I have seen it! My palace has always been hands-on, and I can see all the big and small matters of the health team."

"However... there are so many things that I can't follow them one by one!"

"Old Fang, what's the problem, just tell me!"

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Your Highness is right, but let's take a look at it together tomorrow."

"We can discuss it if there is any problem at that time."

"That's good! Let's go and have a look tomorrow! I'd like to see what you can find fault with!" Li Yuanzhao laughed, looking rather smug.

Fang Zhengyi was speechless.

Young people who have not been beaten by society feel really good about themselves.

"Your Highness, I'm tired and going home to sleep! I have to go back to see Zhang Biao in a while, and maybe I have to go to His Majesty at night."

There was nothing Li Yuanzhao could do if he didn't listen to persuade him for a while.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, what they need most is respect from others, and blindly preaching will only have the opposite effect.

Fang Zhengyi doesn't intend to entangle too much, tomorrow it is better to use reality to teach people how to behave than anything else!

.......

Saying goodbye to Li Yuanzhao and returning home.

Zhang Biao also happened to have just returned, but his face was much more exhausted.

It seems that he must have been pestered by reporters.

Fortunately, Xiao Tao has prepared hot water in advance, so she can take a hot bath directly when she gets home.

Fang Zheng asked a few questions with concern and went straight to the study.

There are a lot of letters in the study, and there are special matters in Taoyuan County waiting for his approval.

There are still important things to arrange in the workshop.

Autumn is just around the corner, so he doesn't have to worry about the reporter's arrangement with Xie Xian.

The only thing that matters at the moment is the textile mill.

Three or four months after the fall, the weather will start to turn cold.

From the completion of the construction of the textile factory to the placement of female workers and the arrangement of equipment, it will take two to three months before production can start.

This is not counting the running-in period. The production must be completed before winter, and a large number of winter clothes must be produced in advance.

Emperor Jing had already found himself running to Mingluan Hall, and it would be difficult to go again in the future, he had to start up the factory quickly.

Finding a wife is a big deal!

After burying his head at his desk for an hour, Fang Zhengyi just stretched his waist when someone came to report from outside the door.

It was the eunuch who delivered the decree who came with Emperor Jing's oral order.

Fang Zhengyi didn't think too much, and rushed directly to the imperial study room.

.......

In the imperial study room, Emperor Jing looked at him with a smile and said, "Fang Qing, how is Zhang Biao?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. Zhang Biao is doing well. He just suffered some skin trauma. He will be fine after a while of recuperation."

Emperor Jing said with emotion: "What a warrior! I just thought he was an ordinary master, but he was stronger."

"I didn't expect Kung Fu to be so good, and it's rare to see it in the palace! If he wants to enter the palace and give him an official position, it's all right."

Hearing this, Fangzheng rolled his eyes in all directions.

What do you mean?Your Majesty wants Brother Biao to enter the palace as a security guard...

"Your Majesty, he doesn't want to enter the palace! Zhang Biao likes to sew people around with a needle and thread when he commits a crime, and I can't even stop him!" Fang Zhengyi shouted. "The minister is afraid that he will do something in the palace that will damage the royal family's face..."

When it came to needlework, Emperor Jing looked weird for a while, and then he said sullenly: "What do you mean? Do you think I'm robbing you? It's not uncommon for Zhang Biaozhen to be mere. There are many people who are better than him in the palace!"

Fangzheng nodded sharply.

Yeah!What you said is correct, but it seems that you didn't say that just now..

Emperor Jing's face paled slightly, and he said calmly: "Since you think he is not suitable for entering the palace, then I will give you a hundred taels of silver, and you can accept it for him."

"I called you here this time, and there are other things you need to do."

Fang Zhengyi was still thinking about why 100 taels would be enough, and looked up at Emperor Jing when he heard this.

Emperor Jing continued: "You don't have to take care of the envoys of Beirong. Someone will be responsible for the business."

"I asked you to come here about the newspaper."

"The six ministries run newspapers, and today there are many gaps. Insufficient manpower has always been a problem."

"The daily report is too much pressure on the six departments, but there is no one who can use it."

"So at the time of the talent promotion ceremony, I want you to be an examiner and help the Sixth Department select some suitable people to run a newspaper."

"No one is better at this than you."

Fangzheng was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "Your Majesty, what do you mean... those who fail the exam should also be used?"

Emperor Jing was silent for a while, then took a deep breath: "That's right, I really mean that."

"The people on the list have their own arrangements. It is impossible to allocate manpower to run the newspaper."

"That's why I want to recruit those who failed the list, what do you think?"

After thinking about it, Fangzheng quickly understood.

Although Emperor Jing verbally said that he was running a newspaper for the six ministries, in fact he was recruiting some low-level errand reporters who could read and break characters and had a solid foundation in writing.

In other words, it is more appropriate to call them temporary workers.. because these people are nominally serving the court, but in fact they have no establishment at all.

This matter may not be dominated by Emperor Jing, and there is a high probability that it was instigated by Liubu.

Presumably they have been miserable because of the shortage of manpower. After all, everyone is in a public housing, and no one wants to run around every day.

However, it is indeed a good thing for many scholars who have failed the rankings. The difficulty of the provincial examination is definitely that thousands of troops cross a single-plank bridge.

How many people are obviously not that material, wasting a lot of time on the exam for nothing.

The job of a reporter will have a bright future, even if you fail the exam, you will be paid for it!

It's no problem to live comfortably in the future.

But... Being an examiner by yourself is too fucking misleading, you can't do anything!

I used the vernacular in Taoyuan County, so I guess the scholar would not pass the exam!

I didn't inherit the knowledge from my predecessor at all!

What about this?