Seeing His Majesty and Lin Qing talking about the harmony between the monarch and his subjects, with sticky eyes, many ministers became sour.
There was Zhou Siren before him, who became the Minister of Household Affairs after following His Majesty, and there was Lin Qingti after him, who is now the Minister of Rites.
what to do? I'm so excited, I really want to hug His Majesty's lap, and experience the joy of being promoted as simple as drinking water...
No, they are noble neutrals and will never fall into the muddy waters of the imperial court!
It must have been an unknown creature that had taken over their brains just now, and they had such ridiculous thoughts.
right!
That’s right!
That's it!
Not envious at all...shit
In the Qianqing Palace, Yun Yaoyao and Lin Qingti discussed matters alone, while Tu Shanjin sat aside, holding a copy of the story and reading it.
"Your Majesty, how do you plan to deal with these eleven poor students whose exam papers have been changed?" Lin Qing asked.
"What's your advice, dear?" Yun Yaoyao casually opened the booklet and let her thoughts wander.
I just drank too much tea in order to fill up my bladder, and now I feel like my bladder is bloated.
Lin Qing asked: "I think... blah blah blah..."
After talking a lot, Yun Yaoyao nodded perfunctorily, "Yeah, deal with it, you go ahead and do it."
"I can rest assured that my dear, you will do your work."
Lin Qing added: "Now that Yun Liang has been executed, Yun Li committed suicide, Li Nantong is also dead, and there is only one person left in the Yun Mansion, the young and only son of Li He's third daughter..."
Before he finished speaking, Yun Yaoyao interrupted him with a death smile: "Just leave this person to Aiqing."
Are you finished? She was going to open the gate and release the water.
Lin Qing thought to himself and said: "This son is only eight years old. He is talented and intelligent, and has a photographic memory. He is a talent that can be made, so the humble minister kept him in the Lin Mansion..."
"Wait." Yun Yaoyao interrupted him again.
"Now that this son has no support from the Li family, I feel very sorry for him, so I will keep him in the palace and send him to the Imperial College to study."
The calculations in Yun Yaoyao's heart were rattling.
Nowadays, there are many bad old men among the court ministers, and I don’t know how many years of service they have left.
Now there is an eight-year-old genius. We need to train him first. Even if he can only work in the court when he is thirty years old, he can still work for thirty or forty years!
What a deal!
"Ai Qing, do you have anything else to report?"
Lin Qingti shook his head.
"Then go down and get busy."
Seeing this, Lin Qingti bowed his hands and left in a hurry.
After becoming the Minister of Rites, he was indeed very busy. He just hoped that the hair on his head could hold up and his baldness would be slowed down.
After Lin Qingti officially left, Yun Yaoyao immediately jumped up from the chair, lifted up her dragon robe, and walked quickly towards the side room.
"I can't hold it in anymore. I can't hold it in anymore. I can't hold it in anymore..."
Soon, Tu Shanjin heard the deafening sound of water being discharged from the next door. It was accompanied by someone's long sigh of relief.
Tu Shanjin:......
What is it like to listen to Xiao Gong by yourself?
Don't ask, it's hard to explain.
After draining the water, the eunuch outside the door immediately came in to replace the bucket with a new one.
After the eunuch left, Yun Yaoyao returned to Tu Shanjin with the steps of disowning her relatives.
The two changed positions, and Tu Shanjin began to handle government affairs seriously.
This time Yun Yaoyao did not lie down and eat leisurely, but picked up a pen and paper and sketched.
Tu Shanjin glanced curiously.
Her handwriting was not as graceful and bold as he imagined, but rather twisted and horrible like an evil spirit.
Could it be the word from their underworld?
As she wrote, she seemed to be going crazy.
From time to time he frowned and scratched his head, and then suddenly he was ecstatic and writing furiously, and then he suddenly got stuck. He irritably tied a strand of hair on the top of his head with his fingers, and then pulled it out with a strong force.
What on earth was she thinking? So hardworking.
etc…
Tu Shanjin suddenly realized, Yun Yaoyaofan was pulling out his hair!
"Stop, let go of my hair!" Tu Shanjin clamped Yun Yaoyao's hand that wanted to continue pulling out.
"A hug, a hug." Yun Yaoyao smiled apologetically and continued to think hard.
His usually cold face showed extremely colorful emotions, and Tu Shanjin, who was used to it, didn't bother him anymore.
Regarding Yun Yaoyao's expressions, demeanor, and behavior, he already had too much to say, and his bottom line dropped again and again.
Tu Shanjin thought to himself that as long as she was not so frightened that she used his body to poop in the street, then he would be able to accept it.
Tu Shanjin continued to handle government affairs.
Time passes slowly in this peaceful scene of time.
Suddenly, a voice exploded from my ears.
"Finally done!"
Yun Yaoyao happily handed over a stack of rice paper. Tu Shanjin rubbed his ears and took it naturally.
"The former is called papermaking."
"The latter is called printing!"
Yun Yaoyao twisted her sore wrist with an amused look on her face.
"These are technologies much more advanced than the current papermaking and printing technology of the Yanchi Dynasty!"
Thanks to her being an Internet-addicted girl in modern times, she loves to watch short videos. Short video bloggers have come out one after another with such things as "making a nine-turn resurrecting pill for nine deaths and nine lives" and "spending a year to restore the ancient palace." vegetable"…
Restoring and improving ancient papermaking and printing techniques is a piece of cake for this group of bloggers.
Tu Shanjin looked at the contents on several pieces of rice paper. The more he read, the brighter his eyes became.
"Can these simple and cheap materials, through these processes, really make paper?"
Yun Yaoyao nodded: "Of course, and the quality is better and the output is higher!"
"Can this improved printing technology really be so efficient?" Tu Shanjin asked again.
Yun Yaoyao nodded again: "It's better than anything else. The product produced by Yaoyao must be a high-quality product!"
Tu Shanjin held these two pieces of paper as if holding treasures.
Both men deeply understand the importance of these two technologies.
Why is it so difficult for poor students to study?
First, knowledge is too limited. Books are precious items. Many children from poor families cannot afford them. They can only borrow them and copy them out. This is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Second, cultural inheritance is not easy, paper is scarce and expensive, and printing efficiency is low.
The story of Mr. Fu Gui is so popular because it is so popular that bookstores are willing to take the trouble to print it. The easy-to-understand and fascinating content of the story also allows the public to spread it spontaneously. Books that can be learned cannot do this.
If these two technologies can really be applied and developed, they will be of great significance to cultural development.
Apart from this level of righteousness, Yun Yaoyao also has selfishness.
The body of Tu Shanjin that she is currently in, as a king, has natural authority and status that is respected by the people.
But the body of Yunyaoyao where Tu Shanjin is located is just a concubine in the harem, and she is a woman, so she is restricted in every way.
Therefore, she wants to create a new character for "Yun Yaoyao", a new character who can break away from the identity of Miao Fei and be respected by all people!
There is a prophecy of "Great Furui" from the National Preceptor in front of him.
The response to the museum was also good, with an endless stream of people coming to admire it, which also increased the public trust of Yun Yaoyao.
Later, all the credit for "papermaking", "printing", etc. was attributed to her.
Coupled with the side brainwashing of Mr. Fugui, a top marketing account.
Make her Yun Yaoyao into a god who descends from the sky and is the reincarnation of a true dragon to save the Yanchi Dynasty!
Wonderful, really wonderful!
Yun Yaoyao patted Tu Shanjin on the shoulder and said seriously: "Tu Shanjin, I will put all the credit for these two technologies on you, and leave these two things to you."
At this moment, the gears of fate begin to turn!
