Chapter 82: Untitled

"Reward?" Shen Yifei thought for a while and replied, "I didn't expect it for the time being." Can I take it on credit? ”

Gao Shenghan waved his hand absently, "Whatever you want." She also knew that Shen Yifei was not short of good things, in addition to the royal supplies and utensils that exceeded the regulations, there were many antiques and curiosities left to him by the Shen family, and the famous calligraphy and paintings were even more unknown, which was still seen from the list of Shen family's belongings left by her emperor Lao Tzu. Of course, in addition to donating half of the books to the palace, there are also some calligraphy and paintings because of the emperor's love, temporarily appropriated, and now they are still placed on the wall of the inner study, and the encyclopedia she has in her hand is also the Shen family's, or Shen Yifei's favorite, a set of 36 volumes, pure hand-painted and annotated, it is said that it has a history of more than 100 years, but the paper is well preserved, only slightly yellowed. I dare not say that it is the only one left, but it is the only one in the world at present, and it can be called a priceless treasure. As for the famous calligraphy and painting...... When you're free, I'll count it and return it to him. Gao Shenghan thought.

She prefers gold, silver and jewelry to calligraphy and painting. There's a lot of money.

Although it is very vulgar, however, it is both vulgar and elegant. Who doesn't love money? Seeing that her treasury was empty, it was more useful to have time to collect those things that could be burned with a fire, than to collect more gold and silver.

By the way, and food.

"Deng Guanghong, bring me the national grain and grass storage and defense booklet." Gao Shenghan became more and more accustomed to instructing people to work. Even if it was only two steps, she didn't bother to stretch out her hand as far as she could see. Father-in-law Deng loves her like this the most, saying that it is very majestic.

In her opinion, that's called posturing.

Chen Zixiu, who was sorting out books in the inner room, paused slightly, and continued to classify and put away the books that Shen Yifei and the emperor had read.

Emperor...... They don't even shy away from these confidential matters. I really don't know if this is complete trust in them, or confidence that no one will dare to use their brains. In case of leaks...... Will it be suspicious of them?

Chen Zixiu's face was slightly gloomy.

He focused his gaze on the east window, Lin Aike was pursing his lips and twisting his eyebrows, looking bitter and hateful, staring at the exam questions on the table. The pen barrel rose and fell a few times, but I still didn't know how to start the pen.

Are the questions in the township exam so difficult?

Chen Zixiu frowned, and couldn't help but look at Murong Zhen, who was buried in writing on the other table, his eyes were slightly dark.

Everyone has something to do, only themselves, and they can't do anything. What's next?

For the first time, Chen Zixiu was extremely disgusted with himself who did not learn and did not know how to do it. Nothing but this face.

He slowly crouched down with his back to the bookshelf.

"Chen Zixiu! Where are you going to be lazy? Find out the records of the grain storage of the household department last year! ”

Chen Zixiu was slightly stunned. He looked up in disbelief, and saw a wall full of books.

That man, on the other side of the wall.

An inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in his heart, he took a deep breath, stood up hard, and quickly found the booklet that the emperor needed according to his memory.

Gao Shenghan opened the eight-carat paper size album, looked through the pages carefully, and then compared the grain storage status submitted by the household department over the years, and he couldn't see anything greasy. It is said that such a large grain reserve should be worry-free...... But what if someone cheats?

This kind of thing, how much is reported below, the household department will fill in as much, and whether there is grain stored in the granary, it is really hard to say.

In that life, there were local grain depots and warehouse managers who secretly sold grain and took money to make investment, and the new grain was put down in the next year, and then filled in, and when the time came, the old grain of the previous year was sold at a low price, and only the price of the old grain was handed over. Even if the investment fails, you can always get together the money to pay it back. After all, the price difference between old rice and new rice is more than half.

Gao Shenghan sighed.

Even if the granary below was emptied, she would not be able to reach it. It's okay to have a good wind and rain this year, if it really makes a natural disaster and a disaster, it will definitely kill many people!

"How do I know if my granary is full?"

Gao Shenghan held his chin in one hand, and his eyes were restlessly aimed at Shen Yifei. He was lying on the table fiddling with the waterwheel that had begun to take shape, the well-cut lake-blue silk embroidered cloud crane pattern robe highlighted the thin waist more slender and flexible, the three thousand green silk was meticulously combed, the top of his head was curled in a bun, and a green hosta passed through it, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Gao Shenghan's sharp eyes found that the hairpin was new and had not been seen before.

Women are always particularly sensitive to ornaments. What's more, she plucked the hairpin (to sleep) for him more than once.

This guy is showing off his wealth. Right?

What a bastard!

"Paichincha." Shen Yifei realized that the king was asking him, and quickly answered. By the way, I brought a model of a waterwheel to discuss the angle of placement of the bamboo tube, and it is more appropriate to dump it into the upper waterway when it rises to the first few sections.

"According to the difference in the field drop, the location of the waterway and the size of the waterwheel, it is necessary to practice in the field to know the appropriate sections. You can make a hand that can rotate and transport water, and leave the rest to the craftsmen to ponder. "Shen Yifei is the first time to make a waterwheel, as long as the principle is not wrong, it is much faster for him to hand it over to the craftsman than to figure it out himself.

Then she began to think about the feasibility of sending the chincha.

Zuihou doesn't think it's good.

There are so many places, and it takes more than three or four years to go down. If the dispatch is dispersed, the time is shortened, but the manpower is increased. No dynasty or generation has sent three or five chincha to wander around the country at once. When this is a publicly-funded tour, the little money from the treasury is not enough to toss a few times.

"When the old and new officials are handed over, will they visit all the areas under their jurisdiction?" Gao Shenghan asked. But I feel a little unrealistic. If the prefect takes office, he can't run through the surrounding counties and towns before letting the predecessor leave, right? There is a time limit for officials to take office, and the previous governor also needs to take up a post elsewhere.

Although it is true that in a disaster year, when it is necessary to open a warehouse to release grain, the local officials cannot escape, but the losses caused at that time are too heavy, even if they kill the corrupt officials' families or even a family, they cannot get back the lives of the ordinary people who died in vain. The most terrible thing is that the common people rise up in order to survive.

This is something that all the people in power do not want to see.

It's not that Gao Shenghan is worried about the sky, but on the second day of the Lantern Festival, the boss of Qin Tianjian came to inform him: There may be a big drought in the Jianghuai region this summer, and it is necessary to take precautions in advance. Otherwise, she wouldn't be in a hurry to ask Shen Yifei to get a waterwheel.

Shen Yifei said while cleaning up the tools on the table: "Unless it's a single heart, I decided to deceive to the end." If you take over with someone who doesn't deal with it, most of them will pick the thorn of your predecessor. ”

So, are you still worried?

"Your Majesty, the minister...... I am willing to share the worries of the emperor. Chen Zixiu suddenly spoke.