In the Qianqing Palace, Tu Shanjin was reviewing the memorial.
Now that almost all positions in the Ministry of Household Affairs are vacant, other forces in the imperial court are eyeing this and want to get involved.
Tu Shanjin wanted to resist this muddy water, arrange the people he trained into the household department, and completely control the household department.
As a result, he was busier than before these days.
Yun Yaoyao was lying comfortably on the imperial concubine's couch, thinking about the little cuties in the treasury.
Suddenly, she asked: "Tu Shanjin, there are also a batch of rare ancient paintings, porcelain, jade, jewelry, etc. that the treasury cannot contain. What are you going to do with them?"
Tu Shanjin stopped writing. He was also quite troubled by these things.
It would be too much of a loss to sell it, and there would be no place to put it if you don't sell it. Let's give it to the ministers of the court, because they don't deserve it.
After much thought, there is still no suitable solution.
Yun Yaoyao smiled mysteriously: "I have a good idea."
Tu Shanjin became interested: "Tell me."
"Build a museum in the capital, and these things will be exhibited in the museum." Yun Yaoyao explained the concept of a modern museum to Tu Shanjin in detail.
"As for the tickets, they should be set low so that ordinary people can come to the museum. If there are special days like the Autumn Festival, they will be open for free."
museum?
This novel name made Tu Shanjin's eyes light up. After hearing Yun Yaoyao's explanation, he immediately understood the benefits of opening a museum.
It can not only solve the problem of where these things go, but also make money with money.
The most important thing is to win the hearts and minds of the people.
The existence of these exhibits always reminds the people that Lou Jianshan and the Hubu gang members who harmed the people and the country were eliminated by the emperor. They can also bring the emperor and the people closer to each other, and even serve as a warning to the court ministers.
Think about it.
Ordinary people pointed at these exhibits and sighed: "Thanks to His Majesty, I can see such precious things with my own eyes in this life. These corrupt officials must have robbed us ordinary people ruthlessly, and they are so rich!" Fortunately, Your Majesty eradicated these scourges. Your Majesty is wise!
The officials of the imperial court looked at these exhibits with fear: We must not imitate the Ministry of Household Affairs, otherwise our homes will be confiscated, and family heirlooms and other items will be placed here to be observed by the people, and they will be poked in the spine and scolded by the world every day. The underground list of ancestors If Zong knew about it, he would be so angry that he would be killed. It’s terrible!
Tu Shanjin's eyes were filled with approval.
Setting up a museum is really a way to achieve all the benefits without any harm!
"My method is good." Yun Yaoyao crossed her legs, almost feeling proud.
"I will claim that Concubine Miao came up with this idea later, and then I will appoint you as the director of the museum!"
In the future, if she puts on Yun Yaoyao's body, she can also make a stable income as a curator~
Tu Shanjin cast a surprised look.
Although she still didn't see her body completely destroyed by her words, demeanor, and demeanor, she was thinking about herself again.
"Yes." Tu Shanjin agreed, a hint of joy that he was unaware of flashed through his eyes.
At this time, there was a knock on the palace door, and Niu Xiuer's loud voice came from outside.
"Your Majesty, my concubine, I have stewed two cups of official swallow, can you bring it in?"
Yun Yaoyao happened to be hungry, so she quickly changed places with Tu Shanjin, picked up the memorial and read: "Come in."
Niu Xiuer pushed open the door and put Guan Yan on the table respectfully, and looked at her young lady distressedly.
Hey, His Majesty is obviously the one who is working hard to deal with political affairs. The young lady sleeps after eating every day. However, the young lady's face looks even more tired, with a greenish tint under her eyes.
On the other hand, Your Majesty is radiant and energetic.
Thinking of the nickname "Dapeng Concubine" for her young lady, Niu Xiuer said after careful consideration: "My Lady, do you eat too much on weekdays and find it difficult to digest? I once heard a folk doctor say that digestion will also consume energy. If you are energetic and energetic, it’s too much to go too far.”
"Mother, please eat less next time."
Tu Shanjin was stunned, and when Yun Yaoyao heard this, she burst into laughter.
As for a guilty conscience, it doesn’t exist!
Tu Shanjin's face was livid, and he remembered the joke about "a little bird's stomach turns into a Dapeng concubine", and suddenly felt that the official swallow in his hand no longer smelled good.
Yun Yaoyao suppressed her laughter and patted Tu Shanjin's shoulder seriously: "My dear concubine, what Xiu'er said makes sense! You have to control your food intake from now on."
"Well, I'm tired during this period. The apricots in Mingguang Temple should be ripe. I'll take my concubine to stay for a few days, so I can relax."
Niu Xiuer nodded solemnly, yes, you have to take the young lady out for a walk, otherwise she will not be able to eat, and when she grows up, she will not be able to break His Majesty's dragon root when he sleeps at night!
Tu Shanjin frowned slightly and was about to refuse: "I'm busy with government affairs, so I don't..."
Before he finished speaking, Yun Yaoyao interrupted him: "Don't worry, my beloved."
"Zhou Siren is now the Minister of Household Affairs. He is willing to follow me. As a superior, he should make good use of his abilities and delegate power appropriately to show trust. Let him do the rest."
As long as the subordinates do their job well, the boss will go to bed early every day! As long as the subordinates have plenty of work to do, the boss will change his motorcycle every day!
Above Yun Yaoyao's head, a little devil appeared with a capitalist smile and waved a small whip.
Tu Shanjin was still a little worried, but he gave up thinking that he would still be convinced by Yun Yaoyao in the end.
He happened to hear that the National Master's traveling meeting was passing through Mingguang Temple recently, and he had some questions about the exchange of souls between him and hers.
"good."
Therefore, Yun Yaoyao's words directly laid the foundation for Zhou Siren's sour life in the future.
Picking up this mess in the household department, he stayed up from morning to night every day without daring to take a break, which made his already severe constipation worse!
But when he thought that this was His Majesty's trust and importance in him, Zhou Siren became full of energy again.
Ah, what a painful and happy life!
At the same time, in Yun Mansion, Yun Liang was uneasy in the study room, feeling extremely fearful in his heart.
On the day of Lou Jianshan's birthday party, he didn't go because of illness, so he asked his servants to send gifts there.
Unexpectedly, when he woke up, the court would change, and Lou Jianshan and the members of the household department were directly uprooted!
Yunliang broke into a cold sweat at that time. He quickly supported his sick body and asked his colleagues what happened that day.
Only then did he learn that he was isolated again...again...again.
His Majesty "invited" all the important ministers in the court to the secret room of the mansion, but he was the only one left out. Being isolated was his fate.
O(╥﹏╥)O
Yunliang is now in a panic. There is Lin Qingti, who is flourishing in the court, and there is an evil girl in the harem who wants to seduce him.
Will it be his turn next?
Thinking of this, Yun Liang looked up to the sky and shouted, "I'm done with my life." He couldn't hold it in any longer, left the study, sent his confidants to get on the carriage, and drove directly to Prince Ze's Mansion!
In the crisp autumn weather, several low-key and luxurious carriages left the palace and headed for the suburbs.
The vegetation on both sides of the road gradually increased, and after a while, a deep path appeared leading to the mountainside.
Yun Yaoyao and Tu Shanjin got off the carriage, rode on Fan Tong and Gao Feng, followed by the escorting Long Shadow Guards, and headed towards Mingguang Temple halfway up the mountain.
When we arrived at the mountain behind Mingguang Temple, there were already several monks waiting here.
"The temple has prepared a resting room for the two distinguished guests. Please come with Pindao."
The young monk took over the horses from Tu Shanjin and Yun Yaoyao.
During the handover, Tu Shanjin felt something being stuffed into his palm, and he quietly hid it in his sleeve.
When he arrived at a separate room, Tu Shanjin took out something from his sleeve, which was a tightly folded piece of paper.
Tu Shanjin unfolded the note, and there were two lines of small words written on it: Find a way to get this thing to him, and he will renew his relationship with the beautiful woman tomorrow night.
After reading it, the words magically disappeared, leaving only a small cluster of white powder in the center of the note.
Tu Shanjin figured out the origin of the note in an instant, and there was a dark and stormy look in his eyes. He smiled coldly and spoke out the name of the owner of the paper word by word.
"Tu Shanze."
