When Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao heard this, they became excited and started discussing.
"This is a good idea. Anyway, these officials will only quarrel and curse in the court. Why not let them go and pick on the local officials."
"Father, the emperor is wise. It can form a custom. Sending the censor to inspect regularly can also prevent Chen De from bullying the people and failing to do anything by the officials."
"Just call the governor. Ask Zhao Qian, the minister of household affairs, to go to Jingchu now with the disaster relief materials and inspect the disaster relief situation in Huguang."
Zhu Bai suddenly realized that he had done something extraordinary again: before they said they were going to supervise his official dental bureau, he thought that sending the censor to inspect the next inspection was custom-made.
Only now do I remember that the patrol system of the Ming Dynasty was originally introduced after Emperor Yongle came to power.
Just patrol. Anyway, he would be happy if those officials were not in the court.
Zhu Bai lowered his head and pondered, while playing with his tooth cards.
Lao Zhu knew that he was a little impatient, so he waved to him: "Go, go back. Tomorrow's provincial examination, don't run around, go to the examination room with your elder brother and take a look."
Zhu Bai: "I understand, I'm resigning."
Zhu Bai had lunch, took a rest, played with Brother Monkey, and thought about the Huguang Guanya Bureau, he came out again.
It was also a busy time in the Guan Ya Bureau. Zhu Bai just asked Chief Ya to open the door on the second floor and let them go about their business.
The book on the table was still in its original position. Zhu Bai flipped through it and found that the traces of intentional folding had been smoothed out.
That was because someone had read the book and put it back.
He wrote a few more pages of calligraphy on the blank paper on the table, and deliberately placed the one he wrote last time beside it.
Is this a demonstration to him? Does it mean she writes better?
Or do you want to teach him to write like this?
Hey, woman...
He waved to Fugui: "Have you brought my book with you?"
Then he took the book from Fugui and exchanged two books with the ones on the table.
Fugui murmured in his heart: What on earth is our little ancestor doing...
There was a "swishing" sound from the yard.
Zhu Bai looked over and saw that his daughter was sweeping the floor. He turned back and started reading the letters on the table. They were all reports sent by various first-level official bureaus, as well as letters from Zhu Fan and Zhu Xi.
Both brothers said that they inspected the first-level official bureaus of their respective vassals and found no problems for the time being.
Each first-level official bureau sent over a copy of the account book for the first half of the year. The general bureau has already checked it and put it on the table for his review.
Zhu Bai flipped through it and saw no big problem for the time being.
Then Wang Litong also wrote back, saying that there was a flood in Hubei and Guangzhou. According to Zhu Bai's previous instructions to the Jiangsu and Zhejiang official and dental bureaus, he asked all second-level official and dental bureaus that were still operating to prepare enough medicine and food before closing down.
The chief envoy of Huguang and the prefect of Changde once came to him, asking the Guanya Bureau to provide money and hire people.
Wang Litong refused on the grounds that he had not received the notice from the General Administration.
Zhu Bai was a little relieved: Wang Litong was doing things fairly steadily, which showed that Hu Mei had a good eye for selecting people.
There was the sound of sweeping the floor again outside.
Recently the leaves of the ginkgo trees in the yard have fallen.
Just after sweeping it, it fell to the ground.
Nannan could only keep scanning.
Zhu Bai couldn't help but frown, stretched his head out and said, "Hey, the leaves will fall when they fall. You don't have to worry about them. It looks better with fallen leaves."
Nannan was stunned, looked up at Zhu Bai, and smiled sweetly: "Yes, Your Highness."
Although Zhu Bai didn't want to know, this group of people, especially the mother-in-law, came to tell him everything about his daughter, no matter how trivial it was.
He now knows that Nannan is very diligent but doesn't talk much.
Nannan doesn't know how to be a female celebrity or cook. She also has beautiful handwriting and likes reading. Maybe she comes from a wealthy family.
The fact that she doesn't talk much is an advantage of a woman in a deep palace.
But it is definitely a shortcoming in the official tooth bureau.
Because Guan Ya Bureau relies on words to make a living.
He also knew that although Nannan didn't like to call people and was not sweet-tongued, when she spoke, she was gentle and gentle, her voice was pleasant, and she always had a smile on her face, so everyone simply ignored her shortcomings.
Zhu Bai knew that she didn't like to laugh.
She tried to smile just because she was afraid that the guests would not like her and complain about her, and then Zhu Bai would force Ya Chang to fire her.
Originally there was nothing wrong with this. After all, not all the other agents in the Guanya Bureau are born to speak so nicely and kindly, and they are not always good at smiling or speaking at all.
But I don’t know why. The way she forced herself to smile at the guests made Zhu Bai very uncomfortable, so he asked her not to go to the front hall to serve tea and water.
Zhu Bai withdrew his gaze.
The things that need to be dealt with today have been dealt with.
Why is he still sitting here?
I also wrote two calligraphy articles seriously.
He doesn't need to hand in homework to Nannan, so why he has to do it every time he comes here is really baffling...
Zhu Bai got up and went down to see Ya Chang and said: "Tomorrow is the provincial examination. I don't have time to come these days."
This is Zhu Bai's property. Zhu Bai has always been very casual, and he would sneak over to take a look when he remembered.
It's not uncommon to not be able to remember to show up for half a month.
When did you say hello to Chief Ya in advance?
Ya Chang didn't understand and didn't dare to show it, so he hurriedly handed over his hand: "I understand. Don't worry, Your Highness."
Zhu Bai actually subconsciously wanted to tell Nannan to let her read with peace of mind.
At this moment, he woke up and felt more and more unreasonable, so he walked away without saying anything.
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In September of the golden autumn, the provincial examination begins.
Thinking about the last time there were so many talented people, it was several years ago.
The people gathered outside Yingtian Mansion Office to watch the excitement.
In the front yard of the examination room, candidates entered in an orderly manner and sat down quietly.
After the door to the front yard is closed and candidates are not allowed to come in, the examiner will hand out the papers.
In the backyard of the examination room, the officials who had finished copying the questions were let out.
In the side hall, ambergris was burning.
On the sweet-scented osmanthus tree outside the window, a thrush made a melodious and changeable call, which was very sweet.
Zhu Bai is writing and Zhu Biao is reading.
What a peaceful scene.
After less than half a stick of incense, Zhu Bai put down his pen and said, "I want to take a walk. I feel so tired just sitting there."
He was afraid that the examiner would collude with the candidates, or that no one would see the candidates cheating, so he wanted to patrol.
Zhu Biao also put down his book: "Let's go, together."
Because it is a provincial examination, and the examination hall has not been repaired yet. So we put up screens in the courtyard of Yingtianfu Yamen and divided them into small rooms, with one candidate sitting in each room.
Four older adults sat two at the front and two at the front. The other two patrolled the center.
Then Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao patrolled the past row by row, one from the left and the other from the right.
Zhu Bai didn't look at what the candidates wrote, since he couldn't understand it anyway. He just observed everyone's expressions.
A person with a guilty conscience, no matter how calm he is, will involuntarily reveal his mood through his micro-expressions.
For example, touching your nose, or subconsciously turning your eyes.
Moreover, a person who is really immersed in answering papers will not pay attention to who is walking around him.
Then Zhu Bai suddenly stopped.
He actually saw the back of Ding Fu's head! !
This kid actually dares to take the provincial examination? !
Oops, he would like to see what Ding Fu wrote.
