After eating, Zhu Xu took Zhang Yun and others to walk around this scientific research building, went downstairs after half an hour, walked on the path, and said, it was all a matter in the political courtyard.

Song Yingxing and Zhang Rongsuo accompanied them, talking about some big and small things in the political court, and expressing difficulties either explicitly or secretly.

Zhang Rongsui relied on his identity, followed Zhu Xu's side, paused for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, now the cabinet, the household department is stuck in the budget of the Political Yuan, and it has been delayed for a long time, last year, the cabinet secretly deducted 200,000 taels, and if it continues to be deducted this year, the Political Yuan is afraid that it will be difficult to continue......

Zhu Xu actually knows this, not only the government yuan, the project of the Ministry of Industry, the money and grain of the Immigration Department, and the money and food of disaster relief, but the cabinet is compressing and misappropriating it in every possible way.

There is no way to do this, the treasury is decreasing day by day, but the place of use is increasing, and the cabinet is always worried about the white head, tearing down the east wall and making up the west wall.

The palms and backs of his hands were full of meat, Zhu Xu walked slowly, and suddenly glanced at Zhang Yun.

Zhang Yun blinked, immediately understood, and said: "Your Majesty, there is still some use in the palace, the concubines will go back and take a look, maybe they can squeeze out some, it is better to ......give it to the adults again."

Song Yingxing looked at Zhang Yun, his expression was excited, the government was too short of silver.

Zhang Rongsui is appreciative and gratified, this is the demeanor that the master of the middle palace should have! If the queen of their Zhang family has always been like this, why worry about her status!

Zhu Xu smiled, and then said quietly: "I still have some money, and then I will make up 500,000 yuan from other places, and I will make up 500,000 yuan for you, just a few of us know about this matter, don't spread it, if you let the cabinet know, find me trouble, don't blame me for going back again......"

Song Yingxing was overjoyed when he heard this, and was about to salute, Zhu Xu helped him, and said: "Excuse me, I know, your silver is regarded as a two-petal flower, and the cabinet is too, you should be considerate, complain less, and do more, all the cabinet elders are virtuous ministers, no one is corrupt, and they seek personal gain, and there will inevitably be disagreements in state affairs, the key is to control it well, not to expand, let alone fight together, and then make a political court to send out......

Although Zhu Xu said that the gentle wind and drizzle were plain, Song Yingxing, Zhang Rongsui and other high-level officials of the Political Yuan were nothing less than thunder.

The political academy faction, this has long been stormy in the people or in the government and the opposition, many people know it, but they have not broken it, and think that this 'political academy faction' is deliberately cultivated by His Majesty the emperor in front of him.

Song Yingxing and the others had a tight scalp and looked at each other, Song Yingxing said very carefully: "Your Majesty, the Political Yuan has never had the idea of forming a party, and the upper and lower levels of the Political Yuan, whether it is an official or a student, are strictly forbidden to collude, and they are not allowed to form gangs and factions, and form parties for personal ......."

Zhu Xu glanced at them, saw that they were all silent, and said with a smile: "I just said it casually, there is no need to be so nervous." ”

Song Yingxing and others still didn't dare to be careless, and cold sweat appeared on their faces.

I don't know how far the party struggle of the Ming Dynasty can be traced, but after Jiajing, it has become more and more intense, and it has reached a peak in the Apocalypse Dynasty, but now, where does anyone in the government and the opposition dare to form a party?

Where is the once-prosperous Donglin Party? Where is the eunuch?

Who dares to touch these two words!

Zhu Xu stopped at the point and strolled towards the library.

The Royal Chamber, this place has gradually attracted attention, and it is destined to become a place that cannot be ignored in the future.

Song Yingxing is in charge of the specific affairs of the Political Yuan, and he has vaguely found that the students of the Political Yuan, even professors, and doctors have many different ideas and views on government affairs, and some people are gradually divided into circles, although they have not yet taken shape, but they already have outlines, if this continues to develop, there will be three or five 'friends' in the Political Yuan, and the consequences will be terrible!

They didn't care about it before, but now after Zhu Xu dialed it so little, Song Yingxing, Zhang Rongqi and others looked at each other with a solemn face.

If there really is a friend in the political court, they will be the first to bear the brunt!

Several people looked at each other, with different thoughts, and followed Zhu Xu to the library building.

After a while, everyone crossed the lake and some small gardens to a huge four-story building to the west of the political court, which looked bookish and reverent.

Song Yingxing had already restrained his mood, looked at this hall, and said: "Your Majesty, this library building, there are currently more than 800,000 books, and it is increasing every day, and the ministers are trying their best to collect all kinds of ancient books, unique books, and remnants, and do restoration, preservation, etc., and at the same time print them out and distribute them to various library buildings, and the number of people who come to this library every day is thousands, and many people do not come out as soon as they enter, and the rent around the government has doubled compared to previous years......

Zhu Xu put his hands behind his back and looked at the building, his eyes flashing hotly.

There is no shortage of readers in the Ming Dynasty, but there is a shortage of books, a lack of places to borrow books and see books, the average small rich family, if you want to cultivate a reader, you have to tighten your clothes and food, and pay a generation, or even several generations of efforts, most of them may not be able to 'once high school, chicken dog ascends to heaven'.

This library has a huge expectation from Zhu Xu, and now, it has taken a step forward and is beginning to build a prototype, what he has to do is to continue to support it and wait for it to blossom and bear fruit.

Zhu Xu thought about it, and raised his feet to go up.

Song Yingxing followed behind him and said, "Your Majesty, there are four floors, each floor has three large reading halls, and can accommodate five hundred people at the same time, each floor is divided according to the subset of scriptures and history, and some books of agriculture, industry and commerce, and hundreds of schools of thought are collected by ministers through various channels, sorted out, for everyone to read, copy, and there is no limit......"

Zhu Xu listened, and there happened to be a few students going downstairs, and when they saw Song Yingxing and others, they hurriedly raised their hands and said in a low voice: "The students have seen Mr. Song." ”

Song Yingxing nodded, waved his hand, and asked them to go first.

These students were very discerning, glanced at Zhu Xu and the others, and left quickly.

Song Yingxing said in a low voice: "The ministers have strict rules here, no loud noises, if you want to communicate, you can go to the Zhixing Pavilion at the edge of each floor." ”

Zhu Xu said 'um', went up to the first floor, and quietly walked in the corridor, observing the door.

They are all huge rooms, bookcases stretching across half of the hall, filled with books, long tables and benches full of people, looking down, copying, silently reciting, there are hundreds of people.

Some of these people looked up, but they just glanced at Zhu Xu and the others, and continued to look down at the book, extremely serious, obviously commonplace, and didn't care much about who came.

Zhu Xu walked slowly, and through the glass window, he could still see some people from the political courtyard patrolling, whispering something from time to time, and those who were reading the book nodded again and again.

These people read books, ranging from children of seven or eight years old, to white-haired old men in their fifties and sixties, and even a few women.

There is also a very conspicuous inscription in the back, Bi Ziyan's handwriting: there is no class in teaching, and there is no morning or evening.

Zhu Xu nodded slightly, went around, went upstairs silently, and when he reached the second floor, the situation was similar, but there were slightly fewer people.

Song Yingxing whispered in Zhu Xu's ear: "Your Majesty, these books are easy and difficult, and the more you go to the top, the more profound they become. ”

Zhu Xu was a little stunned, and walked towards the staircase while looking, just about to go upstairs, Zhu Xu paused, turned around, looked inside through the door, and saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, with her head down, with a serious expression, reading a book.

Zhu Xu glanced at it, looked at Zhang Yun and said in a low voice: "Look, is that Xiao Xiangjun?" ”

Li Xiangjun is almost the little tail of Xiao Yongning, where Yongning is, she is there, well-behaved, knowledgeable, and deeply liked by Empress Dowager Zhang and the harem.

Zhang Yun looked at it, although it was a little far away, but he could still recognize it from the small half of his face, and just about to speak, he saw a person sleeping with a book covering his face on the left side of Li Xiangjun moved, and the book slipped down, revealing Xiao Yongning's sleeping face.

Zhang Yun turned his head to look at Zhu Xu and blinked.

Zhu Xu didn't expect to meet this girl here, and just as he was about to speak, he saw that on the left side of Xiao Yongning, there was a young man who looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, with an elegant bearing and a resolute face, who was concentrating on copying something.

Zhu Xu recognized it, his face was thoughtful, he looked at Song Yingxing and said, "How is Yongning's homework in the Political Academy?" ”

Song Yingxing naturally saw the sleeping Princess Yongning, her face was a little embarrassed, and she said: "Back to the emperor, the princess is talented and intelligent, she never forgets it, and her homework is quite good." ”

Zhu Xu said casually, "The young man next to her, does he come often?" ”

Song Yingxing looked at it and said, "The young man the emperor said is named Li Dingguo, he often comes, and he sees the art of war, I heard that he performed quite well in the military academy, and Lu Guogong recommended him to go to Cao Dadu to supervise the army for training......"

Zhu Xu looked at it a few more times, but it was much more mature than a few years ago, he bowed his head slightly, and looked at Xiao Yongning again, saying in his heart that this girl is still a child after all.

Zhu Xu and the others turned around silently and turned directly to the fourth floor.