Chang Zhi's eyes were deep, and the bedroom was unusually quiet for a moment. Chang Zhi smiled, "You don't really want to know, I'm telling you now, why didn't anyone respond?"
Sir Shi's heart was beating fast, he could feel the blood flowing quickly, his hands clenched slightly in his sleeves, and he said with a smile: "Sir, you are joking, sir, I am only here to take charge of the examination."
Chang Zhi, "Not just for the examiner, I heard that Sichuan Province has many talented people and beautiful scenery, so I came here early to broaden my horizons. I really didn't disappoint you."
Lord Shi's heartbeat quickened. He never looked down upon Zhou Changzhi. It was obvious that there was something else behind his words. "I understand what you meant. Have you learned something new?"
"Not only have I learned a lot, but I have also opened my eyes. Some people are really brave, and some people are really cruel. Are these explanations enough? Do you want me to explain in detail?"
At this moment, Lord Shi felt as if a knife had fallen from his head, but his heart gradually calmed down. He had already cleaned up the mess he needed to make, and was sure that no one would find any evidence. Thinking of this, he felt relieved and said, "No need, I will cooperate with you, Lord."
Chang Zhi clicked his tongue in his heart. After investigating for so long, the evidence against this person was the most difficult to find. He pretended to be an honest and upright person, but he was actually very dirty. "Okay."
An Er felt the most nervous. He thought of his eldest son, and couldn't help but glance at his younger brother. Seeing his younger son nod, An Er felt relieved. What if Lord Zhou investigated? They were all dead back then, and it would be impossible to find out the truth after so many years.
Ding Jue stood aside with a chill in his heart. Even after gathering the evidence, it was still hard to believe that the prefect, who was regarded as honest by the people, could be so black-hearted. Look at their expressions. Haha.
After Lord Shi and his companions left, Chang Zhi said, "Now that we have spoken out, we will investigate tomorrow."
Ding Jue: "Yes."
Chang Zhi sneered, "Since they are so idle, they should all get busy for me."
Ding Jue pursed his lips and said, "Sir, after the case is closed, will the victim be given the honor he deserves?"
"nature."
Chang Zhi sighed inwardly. He has told Ding Jue till now.
Time flies, and a few days later, a new issue of the newspaper came out in the capital. The first page was about court affairs, and Zoya's sponsorship of poor students occupied the front page of the second page. The article was written by Rong Enqing.
After Zhulan read it, she said, "This newspaper will be Zoya's lifeline in the future."
Li was a little envious. "Miss Zhuo was not only on the newspaper, but also praised. I was envious when I saw it. I should have known it earlier."
Zhao took over the conversation, "Sister-in-law, if I had known you would not be so high-profile."
The Zhouhou Mansion concerns too many people.
Li smiled, "Indeed, it's too high-profile for our family."
She no longer looks at things from her own perspective. As the Crown Prince's wife, she has to take responsibility.
Su Xuan put down the newspaper in her hand and said, "Mom, is the accountant ready?"
Zhulan, "We have already selected these fourteen people. We not only looked at their test scores, but also interviewed them one by one."
Li pointed to the date at the end of the article and said, "Mom, poor girls can register for school in a month. Does that mean the expansion of the academy will be completed in a month?"
Zhulan nodded, "Yeah."
The Ministry of Revenue was happy to give money, and the Ministry of Works had money and cheap labor, so even if there was no mechanization, it was quick to recruit more people and see a big change in a few days.
Li asked, "Mother, if the newspaper is distributed, the donation will be very large. Should our mansion donate some money to support students?"
Zhulan shook her head, "No need."
Her every move is so representative. With the precedent of Zoya donating half of her dowry, she doesn't want things to go wrong in the end.
It was just as Zhulan thought. Many people paid attention to her after reading the newspapers. Some people even asked her about it through others. Zhulan also expressed her attitude, "It all depends on personal wishes."
Many families in the capital felt relieved, as they were afraid that they would be forced to donate money in the end.
Zoya, the first to donate, was in dire straits. She received benefits but also faced a lot of controversy, especially since she was a woman.
The pedantic people were annoyed that she was restless, some said she was stupid, and the Yong'an Duke's Mansion was even angrier, all because Zoya had not discussed it with the Duke's Mansion, which caused people to keep asking if the Duke's Mansion's female relatives had too much dowry and had no place to spend it
There are indeed many people who donate money. In ancient times, merchants had a low status and it was difficult to gain a good reputation, so merchants hoped to gain some good reputation by donating money.
Some people are really kindhearted. Officials really donate very little. If they donate too much, it will be difficult to explain the source of the money. If they donate too little, it will cause controversy.
However, they did not want to be looked down upon by the people, so they finally proposed that the court set up awards for outstanding students, which could be silver or items.
Zhulan's thoughts were in vain, and she muttered to Rongchuan, "Come on, I don't need to mention it."
Rong Chuan smiled, "We are united this time. My brother asked me to draw up a set of rules. In the future, not only the students of the academy, but also the official schools and academies certified by the government will enjoy the award."
Zhulan, "Set up a few more awards."
Rongchuan said: "I think so too."
Zhulan added: "Merchants are really generous, no one spends less than a thousand taels."
"The country's economy is developing well, and merchants are indeed wealthy. Mother, I have received a lot of money now."
Zhulan lowered her voice and said, "Fortunately, this money was separated, otherwise we would have to wait."
Sooner or later someone will be unable to resist and take action. Don't expect corrupt officials to have a conscience.
Rong Chuan naturally knew, "I heard from the emperor that the Ministry of Rites will expand its officials, and some people will be selected to join the Ministry of Rites after the imperial examination is over next year."
Zhulan understood immediately, "This is to train talents for future branches!"
Rong Chuan smiled and said, "Mom, it's a pity that you are not a man."
Zhulan raised an eyebrow, "I'm fine now."
Rongchuan thought about it and realized it was true. So what if his mother was a woman? Now she not only did her job, but also published books. The articles she wrote from time to time were also very popular. It was a pity that his mother didn't write often.
At the Jingcheng Restaurant, Minghui accompanied his younger brother Mingjing out. Mingjing waited for the dishes to be served and could not wait to taste them with chopsticks. "Well, it tastes really good. No wonder it has become a signature dish in such a short time."
Minghui looked at the dishes on the table and felt a pang of pain in his heart, "Your monthly allowance is gone!"
Ming Jing felt sorry for her wallet for a second, then continued to enjoy the food, "So my brother will treat us today."
Minghui, "... ..no money."
Ming Jing didn't believe it, "Where did your money go?"
Minghui, "The flowers are gone."
Ming Jing saw that his brother had not lied to him, and his eyes widened, "What did you buy? I didn't see you buy anything."
Minghui got angry, "You're still staring at me every day?"
Ming Jing felt guilty, and then stretched out her fat fingers, "Brother, if you had told me earlier that you didn't have money, I wouldn't have asked you to have dinner. If I had known, I would have treated a few sisters!"
Minghui pulled his sleeves out of Fatty's hands, "Oh, you treat me and I pay?"
Ming Jing looked innocent, "Who made me the younger brother?"
Minghui stretched out his hand and rubbed his brother's fat face vigorously, "Well, you are really thick-skinned."
Ming Jing was a little flustered and couldn't help but look at his personal servant. Seeing the servant shaking his head, Ming Jing said with a bitter face, "Brother, I really have no money. How are you going to pay for this meal?"
This didn't slow him down in eating. Mm, it was delicious.
Minghui, "..."