Early in the morning, when he woke up from his sleep, he felt his wife Maria sleeping quietly beside him. *With *dream* small* said .lā he got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. My mind cleared up with the rain, and even the idea of returning to my wife and squinting for a while was overcome.

When he arrived at the study, Boyan thought about the most important problem at the moment. Is not to continue digging the canal. From the Mongol point of view, the digging of a valuable canal by the Egyptian governor Boyan would not have been considered a rebellion. Such a narrow canal river could not stop the Mongol iron horsemen from crossing it. Once the canal was opened, it would give Mongolia free access to the Mediterranean. Grain from Egypt can easily reach Baghdad.

If he didn't worry about being labeled a traitor, Boyan was sure that there was only one other thing left to worry about. Can his own son continue to be the governor of Egypt? According to Boyan's observations, Kublai Khan did not care how long Boyan had been in Egypt. But Kublai Khan was already 73 years old, and at this age he could die at any time. What will become of Mongolia after Kublai Khan?

After thinking about it, Marshal Boyan's gaze had already begun to move unconsciously on the table. And then it landed on the globe. Pulling the globe presented by Hao Ren in front of him, Bo Yan's handsome fingers flicked slightly. When his fingers stopped, Egypt was in focus. After looking at it for a moment, Dashuai Boyan suddenly smiled and muttered, "Hao Ren, that kid is so smart. ”

After figuring out the joints, Boyan got up and left the study. He said to the steward, who had already gotten up, "Prepare breakfast, I'm hungry." ”

When Maria arrived at the dining room with her son, he had already finished breakfast. Looking at her husband Boyan, Maria smiled.

Boyan liked this smile very much, and he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" ”

"You're laughing." Mary replied with joy.

This answer made Boyan a little surprised, and he couldn't help but touch his cheek gently, but he really didn't feel the meaning of laughing. Watching his father's movements, Boyan's son couldn't help but want to stand up in the chair, and stretched out his hand to Boyan. Boyan picked up his son, feeling that his weight was fluttering. Then Boyan's son reached out and touched Boyan's cheek, seemingly imitating Boyan's movements.

Maria smiled brightly, and she said heartily to Boyan, "You have a smile in your eyes." ”

Boyan didn't say anything more, he put his son back in his chair, got up and went out. Not long after, Boyan's subordinates came to greet him, and Boyan issued an order, "The 100,000 laborers recruited will continue to dig the canal, and the river will be widened to 0 meters wide and 8 meters deep according to the people of the Song Kingdom." Make it easy for big ships to pass by. ”

Marshal Boyan's order did not arouse any opposition, and the people above did not have to dig the river themselves. The official in charge of tax collection asked: "If this is the case, there will not be so much grain this year." Some of it had to be sent to the construction site via the canal for these people to eat. ”

"With such heavy work, I have to feed them, and I only hope that the project can be completed as soon as possible." Boyan replied.

At this time, the ship that did not know the latest news had already transported the personnel and materials to the Great Song Dynasty and set off. After a voyage of more than twenty days, the fleet arrived in Guangzhou from the Red Sea in the Great Song Dynasty. The boats are full of people who have not returned to the Great Song Dynasty for a long time, even if they just see the city of the Great Song Dynasty and hear the local voice of the Great Song Dynasty, they are extremely excited, shouting and shouting.

Because of the epidemic prevention regulations, the port of Guangzhou did not let them get off the ship. The flotilla continued north, stopping at Ningbo. Personnel were sent to the best epidemic prevention management station, with hot water for bathing and comfortable beds. After they passed the observation period, they were waiting outside the epidemic prevention management station with personnel from the Great Song Rite Department. These people bring not only greetings, but also salaries and allowances for these people to go out. Not only did they have vacations, but the Ministry of Rites also paid to send them home. The guys who were already trying to get rich read the check, and finally decided that they had been rewarded for all these years of hard work, and at this moment, they finally became rich.

Yang was moved by the money, but found that he was not as moved as he imagined. It wasn't until he and several main responsible persons were called together, and the Great Song Rite Department Shangshu Xiongshang appeared in front of them, that Yang Congrong felt a strong expectation in his heart. These cadres went to the distant Eastern Rome for the future, and everyone stared at Xiong Xiang, waiting to hear the final decision.

"Everyone's worked hard. Others can go home and take a vacation, but you can't. You have to wait for the official family to receive you before you can go on vacation. Xiong Shang said.

All the young people breathed a long sigh of relief, as long as they could be received by the Zhao official family, their future was guaranteed. Then they listened to Xiong Sheng continue: "Do you want to stay in China as an official, or do you want to work overseas? I suggest that you start thinking about it now, the official family recognizes your merits, and will soon arrange your errand. ”

Xiong Sheng didn't say much, just looking at the sharp and eager eyes of those young people, he couldn't help but recall the impulses of his youth. With nostalgia and envy and jealousy, Xiong Shang left first. He had to complete the final work before sending a letter to Zhao Jiaren and hand over Hao Ren's handwritten letter brought back by the Great Song Dynasty mission.

Zhao Jiaren picked up the letter but didn't open it immediately. He tapped the letter lightly on the table, then put it down again.

"Why don't you open it?" Xiong Shang asked. As soon as this is done, he finishes his last job. You can go to the official department to go through the formalities.

"I suddenly feel that the situation is developing well, maybe I can consider the crusade against Tianzhu." Zhao Jiaren said.

Xiong Sheng was stunned, he didn't expect that Zhao Jiaren had a wordless contempt for the proposal to crusade against Tianzhu a few months ago, but it was only a few months, and Zhao Jiaren actually felt that it was feasible. While wondering, Xiong Sheng suddenly had an expectation, could it be that Zhao Guanjia felt that Xiong Sheng could be responsible for the errand of defeating Tianzhu. In this way, Xiong Sheng can be allowed to serve another term in the position of the secretary of the ministry?..

"It's just this ......," Zhao Jiaren said halfway but stopped.

Xiong Sheng looked at Zhao Jiaren with some expectation, but Zhao Jiaren had no intention of talking about this again, but talked about Xiong Shang's affairs. "Xiong Shang, we are going to have a tea party for you here, let's talk about the day and talk about our hearts."

Hearing such an arrangement, Xiong Sheng immediately waved his hand, "No need." Officials, you don't have to be like this. ”

I think back to the tea parties and farewell parties I attended before. The high-ranking officials who are the protagonists are all melancholy in their hearts, and some of them simply say something about love on the spot. Xiong Sheng confirmed in his heart at that time that he would leave with dignity no matter what, and would never participate in that kind of farewell party. It's so ugly to cry and cry.

"You are an old comrade of the Ministry of Rites, so you have to set an example for everyone at this time." Zhao Jiaren couldn't help but play the official tone of the 2nd century.

"No, no, no. It's better to follow the previous etiquette, and the official family will give a reward. Xiong Sheng still didn't want Zhao Jiaren to lead this tea party.

Zhao Jiaren shook his head, but didn't say anything, he immediately opened Hao Ren's letter. In the letter, Hao Ren sincerely asked the Zhao Guanjia to have more contacts with the Yuan State, and also sincerely asked the Great Song Dynasty to help the Yuan State rectify the navigation of the Dnieper River. Zhao Jiaren has the impression that there is a poem or lyrics in the Soviet Union or Russia that says, "Anger is like the Dnieper." To be written in words that even Zhao Jiaren has heard, the Dnieper must be an important river in the Ukrainian region.

I wanted to discuss a few words with Xiong Shang, but Zhao Jiaren finally held back. He said: "It seems that Hao Ren really wants to learn the Great Song Dynasty, this news is good." You've worked hard. ”

"Yes." Xiong Shang replied wistfully. At this point, his last thing has been completed, and the next step is to bow and step down.

As soon as Xiong Sheng left, Wen Tianxiang immediately came in, "The official family, but I don't know if there is a new Ministry of Rites Shangshu selected." ”

"I have now decided to split the Ministry of Rites. A Ministry of Foreign Affairs was separated. From then on, the Ministry of Rites was only in charge of etiquette and imperial examinations. Zhao Jiaren replied.

"In the system set by the government, diplomacy and the military are only accountable to the government." Wen Tianxiang asked.

"That's right."

"Isn't the Book of Rites a waster? The official family, the six Shangshu have a long history, and the name of the Shangshu is heavier than that of the minister. If the Ministry of Rites becomes a false position, it is better to revoke it like the Criminal Department. ”

Wen Tianxiang's expression was solemn, and Zhao Jiaren couldn't help but sigh in his heart, everyone has their own persistence.

Zhao Jiaren is observing Wen Tianxiang, and Wen Tianxiang is also observing Zhao Jiaren. Looking at Zhao Jiaren's expression, Wen Tianxiang couldn't help but ask: "Why don't the officials like the title of Shangshu?" ”

"It's not that I don't like the name Shangshu, I just prefer the title of minister."

"Why?" Wen Tianxiang was even more puzzled.

Zhao Jiaren actually didn't think about why, he was used to the title of minister, just as he was used to the commander-in-chief, army commander, division commander, company commander, and platoon commander. was asked so seriously about the reason, Zhao Jiaren couldn't answer for a while. Then he saw Wen Tianxiang's serious gaze. It can be seen that if Wen Tianxiang didn't get an answer that satisfied him, he wouldn't relax in this matter.

Things have come to this point, and Zhao Jiaren refuses to give up. It is indeed very inconvenient for Shangshu to be mixed with ministers. So all kinds of thoughts swirled rapidly in Zhao Jiaren's mind, trying to sort out a result, but there was no way to sort out the result at all. Habitual things are extremely personal matters, and they can convince themselves, but they are not reasons to convince others.

…… Reason. Zhao Jiaren changed his thinking, why did New China adopt such a title? There must be a causal relationship in this. More than 30 years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the names of officials were still called prefects, prefectures, counties, and county orders.

Then Zhao Jiaren felt suddenly enlightened, and he said to Wen Tianxiang: "Shangshu is a name for readers. Minister is a name addressed to people who have not read a book. For those who have not read any books, it is the most effective way to look at the text. ”