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

"When the wooden rails are laid all over the thirteen states, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains will be returned in one day."

"Our Daliang army can reach the border in a few days."

"The number of civilians transporting grain has decreased significantly, and so has the amount of military ration."

"With the addition of the three-bowed crossbow, why can't we level the surrounding area?"

Chu Heng's voice was deep and powerful, slowly describing Kunpeng's aspirations.

After a short pause, he didn't know what he thought of, and the man chuckled: "That little guy doesn't know why."

"It seems that I have an sworn hatred with Fusang, and I want to destroy him quickly."

Chu Zhen covered her forehead, looked at the tall and steady figure, and asked, "What is the emperor's plan?"

"He..."

Chu Heng's voice was long, and his words were full of doting like a nephew's.

"Just one sweet potato can save many hungry people in the world."

"Don't you just want to destroy the barbarians on the island? Why not?"

The people in the palace were so shocked that they held their breath and concentrated, why not!

God, you know...

"You were not like this before, Brother Huang."

"You said you should treat the people well, and those who win the hearts of the people will win the world!"

"If it is not the heart of our clan, what is the need to obtain it?"

Chu Zhen: "..."

It seems to make sense!

Chu Heng turned around, and the brother and sister looked at each other for a long time.

Chu Zhen knew what her brother meant. Such expansion of territory would require a large number of generals.

And she does know some art of war...

Chu Zhen thought for a long time and said: "Jiancai Council, the Marquis of Jiangling is also quite advanced in the art of war."

In the flickering candlelight, Chu Heng sighed heavily, "Yes..."

It's a pity that I have bad health.

Chu Heng summoned Chen Qiu and asked, "Is there any reliable news about the fleet sent to find the elixir?"

Chen Qiu wanted to cry but had no tears, so she almost knelt down in front of Chu Heng.

"My lord! Is the elixir so easy to find?"

"It's so easy to find, how could he depose the emperor..."

As for using young girls to cultivate immortality!

Another sigh spread throughout the hall.

Let’s not say whether those destructive methods are useful or not.

Chu Heng didn't want that child to get into such a hobby...

......

The sky was gray, with occasional fine snow falling on my shoulders.

After leaving Chui Gong Hall.

Xie Yuheng noticed that Zheng Xiu had been following her and her husband at a very close distance.

Even the husband took out small dried fish from his pocket.

Feeding the little raccoon slave raised by an unknown palace concubine on the palace wall.

Zheng Xiu also stopped and waited.

But the routes back to the six divisions of the Imperial City are mostly the same, so it’s hard to question them out loud...

Until I returned to the imperial city, I passed by the house of the Duke of Hubu.

Zheng Xiu also refused to enter the property transfer department and continued to sneak behind the two of them.

Si Yuandao frowned slightly, stopped and gathered Xie Yuheng's cloak.

He turned around and glanced at someone.

"Master Zheng, the household department is very busy?"

That must be impossible. The busiest people at the end of the year are the Department of Household Affairs and the Department of Officials!

Zheng Xiu stood a few steps away from the two of them, shook his head and said:

"I'm busy, why don't you lend your precious disciple to the Ministry of Finance for a few days?"

Si Yuandao gave him a look, turned around and took Xie Yuheng's forearm to walk to the Ministry of War.

"No, Si Jinzhou, you are really..."

Zheng Xiu hurriedly stepped forward to catch up. He was just joking, and he didn't really want to borrow it.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, say it quickly."

Si Yuandao raised his eyebrows in response and motioned for Xie Yuheng to go back to the mansion first.

It's cold today, don't get sick from the cold!

While he was worried here, Zheng Xiu sneezed so loudly that the fine snow fell from the wall.

Zheng Xiu rubbed his sore and itchy nose before explaining his intention.

Xie Yuheng chuckled lightly and said, "If that's not the case, Mr. Zheng will go into the mansion first and have a sip of hot tea."

"The hall where I work is equipped with commonly used medicines in Xinglin Pavilion."

Zheng Xiu hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "Okay, okay, thank you Marquis Jiangling."

Listening to his thick nasal voice, Xie Yuheng returned the salute and walked quickly to the Ministry of War.

Perhaps this is because my husband also served as the Secretary of the Transfer Department before.

Many boring people often compare two elders and even make unpleasant remarks.

In addition, my husband always lives in the Marquis Mansion in Jiangling, except for his uncle who sometimes comes over as a guest.

As for Nalan Shangshu, he occasionally went to catch a greedy traitor and brought him back to his home.

For the first time, the ministers of the other three departments did not have a private banquet with Si Yuandao.

Xie Yuheng quickly climbed up the steps and crossed the threshold.

As we walked fast, a few strands of long ponytail hair behind us were picked up by the sharp walking wind and floated out of thin air.

Red robe, white cloak and golden crown, a jade-faced young man, pure and pure.

It was obviously an ordinary pace, but there was a sense of oppression coming towards my face.

When others saw it, they couldn't help but hold their breath for a few moments, for fear of disturbing the people in heaven.

After Jiang Jizhou copied a page of military records, he saw his boss walking into the hall of the Arsenal Department.

The young man stood in front of the Ochi wood cabinet, pulled out the drawer, and rummaged through it.

He took out a white porcelain bottle and turned around to leave.

Jiang Jizhou yawned, shook his head, took the teacup from the table and drank it all in one gulp.

The Marquis of Jiangling is a small person, but he is very busy all day long.

Jiang Jizhou curled his lips and smiled, his eyes full of warmth.

I think so, but under the leadership of such an enlightened little family master.

A girl from the Xie family is as talented as a pearl covered in dust.

Once the clouds and fog are cleared, talent will be revealed to the world.

only......

Jiang Jizhou stopped laughing, clicked his tongue in annoyance, and returned to his cynical expression for a moment.

Put the tea cup back to its original place and continue to write.

The snow outside gradually stopped at some point.

The days are busy and pass by day by day.

It was another court meeting, and Chu Heng told the officials:

"This year, it will be sealed on the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, and the dynasty will begin on the eighth day of the new year."

Xie Yuheng clearly felt that the atmosphere in the palace became relaxed and cheerful in an instant.

She couldn't help but bring a smile to her face. Who doesn't like a holiday?

After careful calculation, I received a letter from Jiangling last time.

I guess my mother and the others arrived in Beijing around the time of the seal.

It's just a holiday, but not all officials in Beijing are on holiday.

In each government office in the imperial city, there are still people to be kept on duty, most of whom are newcomers to the court.

For example, at the end of the sixth year of Yongping, Xie Zhushu took turns guarding the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

But as long as it's nothing, it's an urgent matter.

Most of them will be left until the end of the year and will be dealt with at the beginning of the new dynasty.

Just when the ministers thought that this court meeting was coming to an end.

Nalan Weizhi, Minister of the Ministry of Official Affairs, came out holding an ivory and white tablet.

He said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, in the third year of Yongping, the first batch of Jinshi were released."

"In the sixth year of Yongping, the second batch of Jinshi were released..."

Jinshi in the sixth year of Yongping.

It was the year when Xie Yuheng, the youngest number one scholar in history, won the sixth prize.

Looking back now, it was really a fight between gods!

The children of aristocratic families from all over the country gathered in Kyoto and went to the Liansaochi family in Beijing, and the Lu family, a family of poets and calligraphers.

Yangzhou, the Jiang family, the richest man in Lujiang County. Jingzhou, the Qi family, the richest man in Wuling County.

Fu Qingchen, a poor man from Yanzhou Jieyuan, fought his way out of a tight siege by the sons of wealthy gentry in a state.