At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The more I thought about it, the more feasible it became, so I hurriedly asked people to go to the Yamen Office of the Ministry of Industry to ask Shangshu Yang Chengwu.

"The Minister of Hubu and the Minister of Dali Temple are also calling me!"

"besides......"

Chu Heng carefully calculated the number of people who had to be called, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, we will discuss it in court tomorrow morning."

The palace man retreated silently, "Godfather, I will not deceive you."

Don't guess what the emperor is thinking. You won't be able to figure it out even if you keep guessing.

The changes are so rapid that it’s confusing.

Xie Yuheng touched his nose and decided to pour a basin of cold water on it.

She reminded: "Daliang has a vast territory. To build the wooden rails, we need people from the Water Resources Department of the Ministry of Industry, who are proficient in geology, mathematics and science, to travel over the mountains and ridges to survey the terrain on the spot."

"If we only expand the existing official road, it may be...not feasible. Some places are not suitable for trains to travel."

Xie Yuheng was silent for a while, and then said: "Besides, bridges still need to be built in some places. With the current bridges in Daliang, Yuheng feels that none of them can bear its weight."

Chu Heng's hands were itchy after being doused with cold water, and he wanted to beat this little guy up!

He waved his hand and said: "Although there is no bridge, we can cross it by boat."

"It takes a little more effort on the left and right. There are many people in Daliang, but I am not afraid of giving up my job when the train encounters water."

In this way, it can increase the livelihood of the people without having to leave their hometown thousands of miles away.

really not bad!

As for traveling over mountains and ridges to survey the terrain, this is definitely necessary. As for those who are proficient in geology and mathematics...

Chu Heng asked: "Do you have anyone to recommend?"

Xie Yuheng shook his head: "There are only people who are proficient in arithmetic, but there is no one who knows everything."

There is a shortage of people...Chu Heng rubbed his fingers and narrowed his eyes slightly in thought.

It seems that it is indeed necessary to increase the number of imperial examinations in other subjects and select talents in various aspects.

The monarch and his ministers discussed it for a long time, and then asked Xie Yuheng to bring the small train from the house and demonstrate it in the palace.

This attracted the concubines who used to stay alone in their boudoirs to come out of the palace and watch from a distance.

Only the queen stayed with Chu Heng and chatted with Xie Yuheng from time to time.

One concubine was so jealous that she almost tore off the veil. Why should a woman who was infertile occupy the position of queen?

How can I pretend to be virtuous and generous and choose a concubine for His Majesty?

If they don't dominate His Majesty and don't let him go to other people's palaces, what's the difference between them and widows?

After having a meal in the palace, before leaving the palace, I took over the matters of going to court tomorrow.

Xie Yuheng sat in the soft sedan on the way back, holding his little head in his hands, thinking to himself: The emperor always felt like an NPC.

Once you get close, there are endless tasks!

I think tomorrow's court meeting will be bloody again.

After returning to Jianglinghou Mansion, Xie Yuheng got into the study to prepare for the court meeting!

After Xie Mingli, Xie Zhushu and others got the news, they came to help one after another.

Xie Yuheng buried his head in the book and said: "You will have the exam in a few days. This is not good. My eldest brother and I are enough."

"One more day is not much, one day less is not much!"

"How can we lose the love between you and my brother and the friendship between the same clan for even half a day!"

It sounds like that...

But Xie Yuheng seriously suspected that they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to fish...

Seeing that the head of the family stopped talking, Xie Zhushu breathed a sigh of relief. He really wanted to vomit while reading the book.

Although I still read books now, there is no need to keep them in mind.

......

The next day, twenty-fifth.

Officials of sixth rank or above in Beijing are required to attend the morning court.

It's still dark, the morning bell has not yet rung.

Xie Yuheng was dug out by Si Yuandao, burned with incense and bathed, washed himself, and put on his court clothes that had been pressed by a fire iron yesterday.

After all this trouble, the night ban was still not lifted until two o'clock at five o'clock.

Sitting on the stone bench under the crabapple tree, Xie Yuheng looked at his husband with resentment.

Si Yuan said: "..."

I don't dare to look at each other, I don't dare to look at each other at all, I feel guilty!

It wasn't until the morning bell rang that Si Yuandao thrust the wat tablet into Xie Yuheng's hand and carried the young disciple out of the door.

We walked all the way to the imperial city, majestic and high-spirited.

When the guard at Hanguang Gate saw him, he murmured in his heart: In the past, didn’t Mr. Si always go to court on the spot?

It feels like I got chicken blood today.

When he saw the young boy next to him, he felt that Xu was a master and wanted to establish a positive image for his disciples, right?

I walked all the way to the Zhonghua Gate, but the Zhonghua Gate wasn’t even opened yet!

After waiting for a while, officials arrived one after another.

Si Yuandao lovingly straightened Xie Yuheng's clothes, which were already neat...

"Hey Si Jinzhou, why did you bring Xiao Yuheng?"

As soon as Yang Chengwu spoke, he immediately attracted the attention of all officials.

Si Yuandao stroked his goatee and said with a smile: "Hey, wasn't this child admitted to the palace by His Majesty yesterday?"

"No, the emperor is here today, hahaha."

The corners of Yang Chengwu's mouth twitched, wondering how he didn't know the tricks of his old friend, so he cursed in his mind that he was shameless.

Approaching Xie Yuheng, the silver-haired old man took out a handful of ginseng candies and gently asked:

"If you can't stand any longer, take one."

"Thank you, uncle."

Xie Yuheng's well-behaved appearance attracted many officials to come up to chat with him.

"Master Si is so lucky. Having this disciple inherit the mantle, I will have no regrets in this life!"

Si Yuandao laughed loudly: "Where, where."

"Your Majesty still has the foresight to point out such a good apprentice to me."

My colleagues gritted their teeth, feeling so disgusted.

Why wasn't he the one who resigned in the first place?

"I heard that the Marquis of Jiangling built a carriage and could travel thousands of miles in a day!"

Si Yuandao said modestly: "I never thought that a toy made by a child could have such a great effect."

My colleague clenched his fists and his hands felt so itchy.

Whose child can make toys like this?

Xie Yuheng pulled Si Yuandao's sleeve. If Mr. Xiang continues to show off like this, he will probably be beaten...

At this moment, the Chinese door behind him opened with a creak.

All the officials, big and small, hurriedly kept silent and walked inside.

Si Yuandao protected half of Xie Yuheng's shoulders with his hand to prevent the little guy from being accidentally knocked down.

After entering the Chinese Hall, since it was not yet dark, candles were still burning on both sides.

The civil servants stood on the left and the military attachés stood on the right.

Because there are major, medium, and small court meetings, the positions are different every time.

There are also officials who were recently transferred to the capital. They started quarreling with others because they didn't understand the difference between positions.

Seeing the censors from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, they took out the charcoal kuku and wrote on the wat board.

Xie Yuheng asked in a low voice: "Sir, where should I stand?"

According to the ranking of officials, the Marquis should stand behind the first-grade officials and before the second-grade officials.

But the little guy is a county marquis, a third-rank official...

According to his official position in the Hanlin Academy, he was compiled from the sixth rank, and he was not qualified to attend the Chinese Imperial Academy.

Si Yuandao was also a little confused and called Ye Zhongliang. It turns out that he, the Minister of Rites, didn’t know much about it!

At this moment, a young eunuch came quickly and saw the queen.

He said: "Your Majesty asked the Za family to come and tell the Marquis that you should stand behind the second rank and at the head of the third rank."