Subordinates who are sensible can be promoted faster.
Sun Cheng feels that he is a sensible person, so he has now reached the rank of Deputy Qianhu of Jinyiwei.
Sun Chengdu felt as if he was dreaming when he thought that he had only been following the third master for half a year, and that he had been promoted from a small general of the pro-army Habayashi Wei to deputy Qianhu of the Jin Yiwei.
I couldn't help but think of an interesting story from the beginning. At that time, Yu Ma, the commander of the Yulin Guards, found himself and Zhang Zhiyuan and asked them to go to the East Palace to be the personal guards of the two princes and asked them if they were willing to follow.
At that time, Sun Chengcheng answered the commander without hesitation that he was willing to be with the third master.
He didn't know why he said that at the time.
Maybe it was because he felt that the third master needed more protection, or maybe he didn't want to compete with Zhang Zhiyuan for the opportunity to protect the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen, who was still widely praised at the time.
He thought of Zhang Zhiyuan again.
This guy probably feels that he was planning it from the beginning.
I just don’t know where he is now and what will happen to him after he goes to the north.
…
"Why did you wait so long and you weren't afraid of delaying tomorrow's affairs?"
After driving away Sun Cheng and others, Zhu Yunxi stepped forward with a chuckle, walked up to Tang Queqing, and wanted to reach out and hold the other's hands that were clasped in front of his lower abdomen.
However, Tang Queqing took two steps back, turned around, and said resentfully: "I've cooked the chicken soup several times, and I haven't waited for you to come back."
"Gene Era"
Tang Queqing walked in front, and Zhu Yunxi followed behind.
He smiled helplessly: "Three groups of people from two small countries stayed up late at night and were fighting in the post house, and some of them involve the Ming Dynasty, so we have to deal with them."
Tang Queqing shook his head: "Don't talk to me about these foreign affairs. I don't understand. I only know that your favorite Luzhou chicken soup will get cold again if you don't drink it. "
As they spoke, the two entered the house.
Zhu Yunxi glanced at the room quietly, and found that Cai Die and Cailian were not there.
Tang Queqing seemed to know what he was doing. He chuckled and whispered, "I asked them to go and rest first."
As she spoke, she pushed Zhu Yunxi onto the soft couch.
Tang Queqing patted Zhu Yunxi's chest: "You have been busy all day, so take a good rest while I serve you some soup."
Zhu Yunxi just leaned on the soft couch and watched Tang Queqing busy in the room.
The beautiful woman's figure seemed to be enveloped in a halo under the illumination of the candlelight.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes became a little confused.
When Tang Queqing took the soup bowl and sat sideways in front of him, he called softly: "I'll feed you here."
Only then did Zhu Yunxi flash his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and stared at Tang Queqing sitting in front of him with a smile in his eyes.
While Tang Queqing was feeding soup, he whispered: "Today when you were discussing matters in the former court, the founding government sent several boxes of money, saying it was the income accumulated from selling iced food during this period. What about the tax money?" According to your previous rules, we have separated them and sent them to the Ministry of Revenue."
Zhu Yunxi took a sip of the soup and hummed: "From now on, you can take care of these things. The money sent by my uncle's house is all clean. You keep it for me. If I use it later, I will pay it to you."
Put yourself in charge of your money.
Hearing Zhu Yunxi's arrangement, Tang Queqing's eyes immediately filled with joy, and then he said with a charming look: "The people in the Founding Government said that the sales of iced food have not been very good recently, but it can be regarded as a long-term profit. As for the return, Whether you want to continue selling it or not depends on your plan.”
It's autumn now, and the weather is getting cooler.
After the people of Yingtian tasted the novelty, their enthusiasm slowly faded away.
He thought for a while and then said: "You can send someone to my uncle's house later and tell him that this business can be stopped. I will think of new things later and then sell them over there."
Winter is coming soon, but the peppers haven't come in yet.
For a moment, Zhu Yunxi really couldn't think of any more profitable projects.
However, Tang Queqing let out a crisp hum. After Zhu Yunxi drank all the chicken soup at the bottom of the bowl, she put the soup bowl aside and looked at Zhu Yunxi quietly with lowered eyebrows.
Zhu Yunxi blinked and said with a smile: "What's wrong?"
Tang Queqing shook his head, biting his cherry lips with his silver teeth: "I just want to take a good look at you."
"ah……"
A cry of surprise.
Zhu Yunxi had already reached out and pulled Tang Queqing into his arms.
The two looked at each other, and their eyes began to become heated.
Zhu Yunxi still had that indifferent smile on his face: "In this way, can we see more clearly?"
The breath that hit his face made Tang Queqing feel obsessed and shy.
She looked at Zhu Yunxi, then tilted her head in embarrassment.
He whispered in his mouth: "I can't see clearly..."
However, the two hands on her back that were originally just holding her waist began to act dishonestly.
Tang Queqing could only feel numb all over, and turned around helplessly to look at Zhu Yunxi: "Your Highness... Grandma said you can't do that..."
At the end of the sentence, Tang Queqing's face was almost dripping with water.
Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, his hands became firmer, and he said slightly tiredly: "I'll hold you like this."
"Um……"
There was sudden silence between the two of them.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhu Yunxi was almost drowsy.
Tang Queqing already wanted to leave at this time.
Just when she was about to pull away and stand up.
Zhu Yunxi suddenly opened his eyes: "Don't leave tonight."
Tang Queqing's whole body suddenly tensed up, and his heart became increasingly panicked.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the panic on her face and comforted her in a low voice: "It's just like this, I always feel like hugging you and the breath on your body is soothing."
Tang Queqing felt that she was too embarrassed to see anyone else anymore, but Zhu Yunxi's voice made her secretly joyful and happy as if she was possessed, and she couldn't bring up the thought of going back.
She bit her lips tightly, and after a while, she spoke like a mosquito: "I...turn off the light..."
"kindness."
"call!"
…
As Zhu Yunxi said, he really didn't do anything with Tang Queqing.
Just hugging each other, it was very comfortable and sound sleep.
In the following days, there were no court meetings. After the old man officially appeared, Zhu Yunxi left Jie Jin and the others beside the old man. He himself, the grandson of the emperor who oversaw the country, hid in the East Palace.
The only way to improve our relationship with Tang Queqing from time to time was to hide in the side room that had been completely turned into a studio and busy with my own affairs.
In the corner, the culture, preparation and purification of penicillin no longer appeared, but were taken away by people from the Tai Hospital.
These things, along with allicin, are now handled by Taiyuan Hospital.
A place has also been found in the city, and the Ministry of Industry and General Supervisor are building a royal pharmaceutical factory.
Once the pharmaceutical factory is completed, Taiyuan Hospital can start mass production of solidified allicin, so that Shan Yongnian, the old hospital envoy, can advance his great dream of being a benevolent doctor and saving the world.
Officials in the DPRK now also know that the emperor is organizing the Longevity Festival this year, and the matter has been handed over to the emperor's grandson. After hearing that the Ministry of Finance did not want to pay, the courtiers were relieved and prepared to have delicious food when the time came. Have a nice drink.
Only the inner palace has a sad face all day long.
If the emperor's grandson hadn't patted his chest and promised that they would temporarily squeeze out some money and food to spend on the Longevity Festival and then make up for it later, they would probably have left the matter alone.
At this moment, Zhu Yunxi, who was hiding alone in the studio, was busy working on his own money-making business.
The most important thing at hand is to thoroughly develop and utilize the inns that are now located every few dozen miles along the official roads of the Ming Dynasty and turn them into a new revenue point for the imperial court.
Throughout the dynasties, great importance has been attached to the construction of official road stations.
This is because in this era of slow carriages and horses, the foundation of the imperial court's rule over the world is closely related to this inn.
The post station connects the whole world, and there are countless government servants every day, carrying memorials from the imperial court and local governments, etc., building a bridge of communication between the imperial court and local governments.
In addition, every time there is a war on the border, officers and soldiers will be sent to rush forward to deliver military information 800 miles away, using the post station.
But other than that, Zhu Yunxi knew it very well.
Today's inn can be simply and clearly summarized as the predecessor of the post office.
Even on this basis, it also has the functions of hotel and warehouse.
As long as you play it well, the benefits will be huge.
At this moment, what was in front of him was a memorial about the restructuring of the Ming Dynasty Station that he had written seriously for the first time.
It's just a row of several palm-sized pieces of paper.
Or, to use a more appropriate word.
stamp!
Of course, in addition to the stamps, there are also several pieces of paper with words such as 'residence check' and 'deposit check' written on them.
In addition to text, there are some simple graphics on these pieces of paper.
Zhu Yunxi, who had finally sorted out these things, was about to take them to the old man.
There was a knock on the door outside the house.
Sun Cheng stood outside the door, approached the door and whispered: "Third Master, this is a letter from King Yan."
Zhu Yunxi, who was putting away various tickets, couldn't help but stop.
Several times in the past few months, I would write a letter basically every ten days and have someone send it to Peking to my good fourth uncle.
It's just that I have never received a reply from this good fourth uncle.
But today, a letter came from my fourth uncle.
He immediately said: "Come in."
Sun Cheng heard the sound and pushed the door into the house. When he saw the third master's solemn expression, he directly placed the reply from King Yan in front of the third master.
Then, he respectfully stepped aside.
Zhu Yunxi picked up Zhu Di's reply and glanced at the envelope first.
There was no sign of re-gluing, and he couldn't help but smile. It seemed that the old man was completely relieved of himself.
But looking back, I still had to take the initiative to tell the old man about my fourth uncle's reply to the letter.
Thinking of this, he went to the letter-opening equipment and opened the envelope carefully.
Taking out the paper inside, Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows.
Looking at the thick sheets of paper, Zhu Yunxi sighed, the fourth uncle really wrote a lot of content.
He looked intently at the content on the paper.
In the first line of the poem, Old Fourth Uncle's pen is full of vigor and vigor.
"My fourth uncle has received all the letters from Yun Xi, but because he was ordered to lead the army to conquer the remnants of the Yuan thieves for the Ming Dynasty, it was difficult to get away to reply for a while."
That's a good reason.
Zhu Yunxi smiled silently, continued to look down without comment.
"Teacher from Peiping, I reviewed it carefully, and then I was able to reply to a letter!"
"My fourth uncle was in Peiping and heard that Yunxi had changed the title of the county to Huaiyou. This is the place where our Ming Dynasty was prosperous. My fourth uncle was very happy and drank three times the wine to congratulate him!"
Just reading this, Zhu Yunxi showed a deep look on his face, and even whispered: "Fourth uncle is really..."
With a slight sigh, Zhu Yunxi hid his vigilance deep in his heart.
He didn't believe that Zhu Di didn't know about his current situation.
Maybe he hasn't had time to know that he has now become the grandson of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, but he definitely knows that he was praised by the old man as a good grandson.
But he still stayed at the time when he changed the title of the county to Huaiyou a few months ago.
Involuntarily, Zhu Yunxi thought with deep eyes.
"Is that bald donkey already instigating him?"
