The emperor listened for a while and wrote down the ministers' opinions. Many of them agreed with his ideas. He raised his hand to signal them to stop, and then left Xiao Qing and Zhou Shuren from the Ministry of Revenue.
We are used to leaving officials from the Ministry of Revenue alone, but recently the Ministry of Revenue has started crying poor again, all because of money.
The Emperor first discussed the Ministry of Revenue affairs with Xiao Qing, while Zhou Shuren continued to act as a background figure. Lord Xiao was about to leave, so he hurriedly followed.
The emperor spoke, "Lord Zhou, please stay."
Zhou Shuren, “… .”
You didn’t avoid this
After hearing this, Xiao Qing left quickly. Zhou Shuren thought that if he didn't say anything, the emperor wouldn't notice. How naive!
The emperor motioned Zhou Shuren to sit down, and then said, "Your second son is indeed good at speaking."
Yesterday's communication went very smoothly. Zhou Changyi's language ability is indeed very strong, especially when translating, he was very accurate and saved a lot of trouble.
Zhou Shuren was alert in his heart. After so many years of serving as the emperor and his subjects, the emperor was still using these tricks. "I thank the emperor for his compliments on behalf of my son."
The emperor sighed, "Originally I wanted to issue an order today. This talent needs to be used where he is needed. The Ministry of Rites needs him very much. However, there are too many things to do, and Shu Ren has always had many ideas. Shu Ren did not speak today, and I really want to hear Shu Ren's opinion."
Zhou Shuren rolled his eyes in his heart. He knew that the previous part was just a prelude. This was the main point. He was insidious and used his son to remind him to speak. "... I agree with Minister Li. We should be careful with those who are not of our race, especially between the two countries. The pirate incident last year is proof of this."
The emperor hummed. He was well aware of all this. "Continue."
Zhou Shuren gritted his teeth. The emperor was getting harder and harder to fool. He lowered his eyelids and said, "I think we can also send envoys to foreign countries. Although I don't want to admit it, the fact is that our maritime power is still weak at the beginning. I think we should learn from each other's strengths to make up for our weaknesses. The envoy's words are also correct. I agree. Only through communication can we develop. It is not advisable to work in isolation."
He hoped to be stationed in various countries. What a good opportunity to make inquiries in an open and aboveboard manner. Only by going deep into foreign countries could he understand more, and the news he brought back would be true, not hearsay.
The emperor smiled. He knew that the old fox had some ideas, which coincided with many of his own. Only by going out could he see a wider world. "Shu Ren's words gave me a lot of inspiration."
Zhou Shuren thought to himself, that's because he is a man of the future and naturally has seen a lot, so he sometimes has to think before speaking, especially when facing the wise and ambitious emperor. Why does the emperor like to chat with him? The emperor wants to get more different insights and broaden his ideas from him.
The prince was sitting not far away, staring at Zhou Shuren, feeling very conflicted. He thought Zhou Shuren should not stay in the Ministry of Revenue, but if Zhou Shuren was not there, the Ministry of Revenue would be even more short of money, and many of his ideas would not be realized, so he was really conflicted.
The emperor no longer has the prince's worries, and he is doing fine now.
There is no need to talk about the rest of Zhou Shuren's story. He controlled his measures very well. Originally, he planned to wait until his son entered the Ministry of Rites before thinking of ways to send his son abroad as an envoy. But now, because the foreign envoys brought it up first, it was better to do it earlier. There was nothing wrong with that.
Ministry of Rites, Chang Yi was a little dumbfounded. Yesterday his father said that the imperial edict would not be issued so soon, but today the imperial edict came. He became an eighth-rank official of the Ministry of Rites and an eighth-rank ambassador. He stood there stupidly after receiving the imperial edict.
It was Wu Ming who took the silver and gave it to the eunuch who announced the decree, and then he shook his hand and said, "I came back to my senses."
Chang Yi's eyes widened, "Am I really an official?"
Wu Ming smiled and said, "Yes, I am an official now."
Chang Yi's eyes turned red, he was now an official, he entered the Ministry of Rites, if it wasn't for the wrong place, he would have wanted to squat and cry for a while, his mood was very complicated now, although the eighth rank official was not high, but he achieved the impossible, yes, it was all because of his father, all of this was arranged by his father.
Wang Ju did not attend the court today, but she knew that many officials stayed after the morning court session. "It must be because of your father."
Chang Yi thought so too. Lord Wang told him to stay calm this morning, but the imperial edict came down at noon. He wanted to see his father very much now, and he also felt that his father was very capable.
Because of the relationship between the two families, Wang Ju took good care of Chang Yi. Seeing Chang Yi excited, she reminded him, "You are now at the eighth rank, but it is difficult to rise. You know your own shortcomings. Your confidence is language, so you have to work harder."
Chang Yi's heart was burning with anxiety. He knew it would be difficult for him to get promoted. "I'll remember this."
At Zhou's house, Zhulan sent away the person who brought the good news, and then she saw Zhao crying. Zhao wiped her tears carelessly, "Mom, I am happy."
Zhulan understood that although the second house made a lot of money, it was actually the one that lacked confidence the most. "The days ahead will get better and better. Today is a big day, and the monthly salary will double."
Zhao wiped away her tears and said, "Mom, should we send a letter to the Hu family?"
Zhulan knew what Zhao was thinking, "Go ahead."
At the Ningguo Mansion, the Ningguo Duke said to his two sons, "Zhou Shuren has made the impossible possible. This is incredible, incredible."
Even though the official position is low, it is impossible.
Ning Hui, "The Zhou family is no longer in its infancy in Beijing. The Zhou family has steadily taken root in the capital. My son can already see the prosperity of the Zhou family in the future."
Not to mention anything else, Zhou Shuren was able to help Zhou Changyi, a commoner, to get an official position, not to mention the grandchildren of the Zhou family. All of them are educated. The eldest grandson and the eldest son of the second wife are both good at studying.
Looking at the future from the perspective of descendants, these are the foundations of the Zhou family's prosperity.
Ning Xu felt worried when listening to his second brother's words. One of the Ning family's grandchildren was mediocre and the other was in poor health, and there were not many children among the great-grandchildren. It seemed okay at the moment, but who knew what would happen in the future, with the addition of Mrs. Du? He felt annoyed just thinking about it.
When Duke Ning saw his youngest son looking at him, he could tell at a glance that he was depressed. He has never been a soft-hearted person, and he would not gamble with the future of the Ning family. The Ning family has sacrificed too much, and all they want is family inheritance.
Half an hour later, Ning Hui returned to the yard and heard his wife complaining.
Mrs. Du sat with a bad look on her face, "She just got pregnant. You don't see how much mother treasures her. She sends gifts to the mansion every day. A girl must be pregnant. Every girl is precious to me. Song gave birth to a boy. Why didn't mother send more gifts?"
Ning Hui listened quietly without refutation because he knew that it was useless to refute. The more he talked, the more aggrieved Du felt. After listening, he turned around and left the yard.
In the evening, the Zhou family was in a joyous mood. Changyi drank a lot of wine because he was happy. After dinner, Changyi followed his father.
Zhou Shuren, "Why are you following me instead of going back to the yard to rest?"
He was walking in the yard to digest his food, and Chang Yi followed him closely, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Chang Yi was not drunk, his eyes were bright, "Dad, I will study the language hard and make you proud."
Zhou Shuren, "... ... Is this the way you thought of to get promoted?"
Chang Yi blinked, "No, isn't it?"
Zhou Shuren narrowed his eyes. "No, it's not enough to just be able to speak. You also need to be able to write and translate. It's a merit to translate foreign books, especially useful books. Son, you should have ideals and ambitions, such as compiling some foreign books that are useful to the country."
Chang Yi's eyes widened. His father's words opened his eyes and he felt a sense of pride. Zhou Shuren was his father!