Chapter 1793： Brother

Changzhi's eyes were deep, and the bedroom was extraordinarily quiet for a while, Changzhi smiled, "You don't really want to know, I'll tell you now, why are you no one answering?"

Master Shi's heart was pounding, and he could feel the rapid flow of blood. He clenched his hands in his sleeves slightly, and said with a smile, "Sir, you are joking, you are only in charge of the examination."

Changzhi, "It's not just for the exam. I heard that Chuanzhou has outstanding people, and I came here in advance to learn more. I really didn't disappoint me."

Master Shi's heart beat faster. He never underestimated Zhou Changzhi. There was clearly something in his words, "I listened to the meaning of the words of the adults, the adults have gained insight?"

"Not only did I gain knowledge, but also opened my eyes. Some people are really brave, and some people are really cruel. Are these explanations enough? Do you want me to explain in detail?"

At this moment, Master Shi felt a knife on his head landed on the ground, but his heart gradually calmed down. He swept his tail clean, and was sure that no one would find any evidence. Thinking of this, he relaxed and said: "No need, I will cooperate with the adults."

Changzhi tutted in his heart, the investigation has been so long, and the evidence of this person is the most difficult to find. With a clean and honest character, it is too dirty in secret, "Okay."

An Er felt the most guilty. He thought of his eldest son, Yu Guang couldn't help but glance at his younger brother. Seeing his brother nodding, An Er was relieved. What happened to Master Zhou's investigation?

Ding Jue stood on the side with a chill in his heart. Even after sorting out the evidence, it was still hard to believe that the prefect who was honest and honest in the mouths of the people was so black-hearted, look at their expressions, hehe.

A few people from Master Shi left, Changzhi said, "Let's talk about it now, and we'll check it out tomorrow."

Ding Jue, "Yes."

Chang Zhi sneered, "Since they are so busy, they are busy for this official."

Ding Jue pursed her lips, "Sir, will you give the victims the fame they deserve after the case is closed?"

"nature."

Changzhi sighed in his heart, he has told Ding Jue till now.

A few days later, a new issue of the newspaper in the capital came out. The first page was devoted to the political affairs of the imperial court. Zoya's funding for poor students took up the front page of the second page. The article was written by Rong Enqing.

After Zhulan read it, "This newspaper Zoya will rely on in the future."

Li was somewhat envious, "Miss Zhuo not only appeared in the newspaper, but was also praised. I was envious when I saw it, I knew it earlier."

Zhao shi answered, "Sister-in-law, I knew you wouldn't be so high-profile."

The Zhouhou Mansion involves too many people's nerves.

Li smiled, "Indeed, it's too high-profile for our family."

She will not look at the problem from her own point of view now, she is the wife of the prince and must take responsibility.

Su Xuan put down the newspaper in her hand, "Mother, is the cashier ready?"

Zhulan, "It has been selected. These fourteen people not only look at the test results, but also have interviews one by one."

Li pointed to the last date of the article, "Mother, poor girls can apply for admission in a month, do you mean that the expansion of the college will end in a month?"

Zhulan nodded, "Yes."

The Ministry of Household is happy to give money, the Ministry of Industry has money, and the labor force is cheap. Even if there is no mechanization, the speed of recruiting more people is very fast, and it will change greatly in a few days.

Mrs. Li asked, "Mother, there will be a lot of money donated by the newspaper. Should we donate some money to help the students?"

Zhulan shook her head, "No need."

Her every move is too representative, there is a precedent for Zoya to donate half of her dowry, she doesn't want to change her taste in the end.

As Zhulan thought, many people paid attention to her after reading the newspaper, and some people asked someone to ask, and Zhulan also expressed her attitude, "This is all up to personal wishes."

Many people in the capital felt at ease, fearing that they would be forced to donate money in the end.

Zoya, who was the first to donate, was in dire straits, and there was a lot of controversy when she got the benefits, especially since Zoya was a woman.

The pedantic people are annoyed at her restless, some people say she is stupid, and the Yongan government is even more angry, because Zoya has not discussed with the government, and people keep asking whether the dowry is too much for the daughters of the government. local flower?

There are indeed a lot of people who donate money. In ancient times, merchants had low status and it was difficult to get a good reputation, so the merchants hoped to donate to get a good reputation.

Some people are really kind-hearted. Officials don’t donate much. It’s hard to explain the source of the money if they donate too much.

However, not wanting to be looked down upon by the common people, they finally suggested that the court set up awards for outstanding students, which could be silver or items.

Zhulan thought in vain, and muttered to Rong Chuan, "Okay, I don't need to mention it."

Rong Chuan smiled, "This time it's all in one heart. The emperor asked me to draw up a charter. In the future, not only the students of the academy, but also the academies certified by the government and the government will enjoy the award."

Zhulan, "Set up a few more awards."

Rong Chuan said, "I think so too."

Zhulan added: "The merchants are really generous, no less than a thousand taels."

"The country's economy is developing well, and the merchants are indeed rich. Mother, they have received a lot of money now."

Zhulan lowered her voice, "Fortunately, this money is independent, otherwise wait."

Sooner or later, someone can't help but take action. Don't expect corrupt officials to have more conscience.

Rong Chuan is naturally clear, "I heard from the emperor that the Ministry of Rites will expand officials After the end of the imperial examination next year, some people will be selected for the Ministry of Rites."

Zhulan understood in seconds, "This is to cultivate talents for the future branch!"

Rong Chuan smiled, "Mother, it's a pity you're not a man."

Zhulan raised her eyebrows, "I'm fine now too."

When Rong Chuan thought about it, it was true. What if my mother was a woman? Now not only does she run errands, but she also publishes books. The articles she writes from time to time are also very popular, but it's a pity that her mother doesn't write often.

In the Jingcheng restaurant, Minghui accompanied his younger brother Mingjing out. Mingjing waited for the dishes to be served, and couldn't wait to taste them with chopsticks, "Well, the taste is really good, no wonder it has become a signature dish in a short time."

Minghui looked at the vegetables on the table and his heart was pumping, his flesh hurt, "Is your monthly money out of this month!"

Mingjing felt distressed for a second, and then continued to taste the food, "So today, brother treats you."

Minghui, "...No money."

Ming Jing didn't believe it, "Where did your money go?"

Minghui, "The flowers are gone."

Seeing that her brother didn't lie to him, Mingjing's eyes widened, "What have you bought? I didn't even see what you added?"

Minghui became angry, "You still stare at me every day?"

Mingjing felt guilty, and then stretched out her fat fingers, "Brother, if you have no money, you should have said it earlier. I won't say that I will invite you to dinner. I would have known how many sisters I would invite!"

Minghui pulled the sleeve out of Fatty's hand, "Oh, you treat me to pay for it?"

Mingjing's fat face is very innocent, "Who made me a younger brother!"

Minghui stretched out his hand and rubbed his younger brother's fat face desperately, "Well, the skin is indeed thick enough."

Mingjing was a little flustered, and couldn't help but look at her personal servant. Seeing the servant shaking his head, Mingjing grimaced, "Brother, I really have no money. Tell me how to pay for this meal."

He said that without delaying the speed of his eating, um, delicious.

Minghui, "..."