Chapter Eighty-Seven: I Want to Be a Fan

"Lowly industry ......," Chang Le groaned, "What the history of the county says is that people like them have been marked since birth, and they can only rise and fall in a fixed class for generations, and there is no possibility of turning over." ”

That's class.

"It's been that way since ancient times. So there is a saying that everyone has their own destiny, otherwise why does everyone hope that they can have a good birth in the next life? ”

Li Zhuo did not shy away from it, and affirmed it with a smile.

It can also be seen that the scientific examination is a big creation in one move, and the children of the poor family can enter the office, thus changing their status. In addition, if you want to change your fate, it will be even more difficult, maybe it will take a hundred years to produce such one. Or, in the event of war, meritorious deeds are obtained. ”

"Indeed, from ancient times to the present, the initiative of the examination is truly unique." Chang Le couldn't deny, "In that case, how can the exam only be used for the selection of officials?" ”

Hearing this, King Huai's peach blossom eyes lit up a little, and finally heard something interesting, and straightened his body. The others also looked at her in confusion.

It was still Li Zhuo who was in charge of speaking: "What does Mrs. Taishou mean?" ”

"I don't know if you've ever heard such a sentence, 'Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion'." Chang Le tilted his head and smiled, "Since they can't get in, they might as well learn some skills......

"Technique, technique?" Li Zhuo asked rhetorically, "But skills and techniques?" Does Madame want them to continue to learn techniques such as striking iron and carving and shaping? ”

The person who knows the situation in the courtyard of the East Courtyard best, except for Chang Le, is Li Zhuo. Because of the teaching of these techniques, Chang Le has been letting people carry out them, so Li Zhuo can quickly understand what she means.

King Huai also participated in it for a while, and he was curious about it, but he couldn't listen to her carefully. At this time, there were also two points of concentration, waiting for her next words.

Zhang Changxiu couldn't adapt to Chang Le, who had some strange thoughts in his mind all the time, and looked at her with an extremely strange gaze. In his impression, Chang Le's exquisite heart is clear and simple, just a peasant girl who does her duty, where are these strange thoughts?

Once again, I wonder if this Changle is still Changle?

Jiang Congshan was confused from beginning to end, and he could only wait and see what happened.

"Li Junshi understands so quickly, that's what it means." Chang Le tapped his palm with a fan, it was imperative, "So, I want to build a school and a technical school." ”

Li Zhuo doesn't know much about this aspect, but the establishment of the school is to be reviewed by the county history office where he is located, and once again express doubts on behalf of everyone.

"If they want to learn, they just go to the store, and the master will take them, so why should they open a special school?"

Chang Le said: "The master and the apprentice can only be one-on-one, although the essence is small, and it cannot meet the needs of a group of children to learn at the same time." Moreover, an industry like striking iron is a small shop, who wants to accept an apprentice for no reason to eat rice? ”

"Then, Madame wants to build a school, which requires a lot of energy and money......"

Obviously, Chang Le's method was not said in advance. Jun Shi's eyes fell on Zhang Changxiu's body intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Changxiu took a sip of tea and said indifferently: "If the school is opened privately, the county yamen will not care about this matter, and the Taishou Mansion will not be able to come up with so much money." ”

Chang Le didn't care, shook the fan in his hand, and aimed at King Huai.

King Huai had a bad premonition. The brain reminded him that he should go.

"I'm also helping you solve social problems, okay?" Chang Le easily swept the rank chief, "One less beggar, one more laborer, so that they will have a regular business in the future, does it improve the social atmosphere?" Li Junshi doesn't want to help? ”

Li Zhuo sank and said calmly: "This kind of school is unheard of, unseen. If Mrs. can build the school, Li will report to the court and ask for an approval for Mrs. ”

As for whether the school can be built or not, it doesn't matter if the above gives an approval or not. He just explained the situation and wrote a note.

Chang Le secretly said that he would look for a light province, and turned his head to look at Zhang Changxiu: "One less beggar, one more laborer, so that they can have a full-time business in the future, does it improve their political performance?" Too shou, don't give me some help? ”

Zhang Changxiu didn't take her unsuccessful thing to heart at all, and he was not busy fighting, but said expressionlessly: "The official won't stop you, but there is no money." ”

"Why don't you have any money? Didn't King Huai reward you with a thousand taels before? Chang Le unceremoniously planned to grab the money.

Seeing that she was not sober, Zhang Changxiu lowered his face and poured cold water on his face: "You just want to build it now, have you ever thought about how to feed them in the future?" And the money to hire those craftsmen, where do you come from? ”

Chang Le narrowed his eyes and smiled very unceremoniously: "You just say you can't help?" ”

Seeing that she was so unreasonable, Zhang Changxiu waved his sleeves impatiently: "There is nothing you can do." ”

"Okay." Chang Le glanced at him and turned his head to look at the thorn next to him.

Before she could say some high-sounding reasons, Jiang Congshan had already spoken first: "This official is only in charge of supervision. ”

Implicitly, there is nothing wrong with him.

For this kind of extremely unreliable thing, Jiang Congshan didn't want to mess around at all.

Chang Le could easily let him go, and said with a slight smile: "So, I want to ask Jiang Tingshi to also fold a piece of the paper, explain the details, and help urge this batch of documents to come down quickly." ”

"Mrs. Taishou, it's not the official who poured cold water, this method is really ridiculous." Jiang Congshan couldn't help but advise.

"Doing something you haven't done before, it's ridiculous for anyone to look at it. But thousands of years from now, this kind of thing will no longer be common. Chang Le seriously stated that he would not change his mind.

"Thousands of years from now?"

Jiang Congshan's face was already a sad ball, and he frowned and glanced at Zhang Changxiu next to him, wanting to confirm whether Mrs. Taishou was really crazy. Zhang Changxiu's expression was not necessarily very good.

Anyway, that's all it said, Chang Le said half-jokingly: "I was killed at the beginning, but I came back after wandering around thousands of years." ”

Everyone looked at her like a crazy and stupid person, but King Huai laughed.

"That's an interesting statement."

Chang Le immediately targeted King Huai: "What does King Huai have of thinking about building a school?" ”

King Huai was half-lying down leisurely: "This king is just here to support the elderly, and he can't fold it, he can't approve it, and he doesn't need political achievements." ”

"But you promised before, that you would fund these beggars." Chang Le is talking nonsense in a serious way.

Everyone looked at King Huai, who was "promised".

Zhang Changxiu's brows were furrowed, and something fell in his heart, which was extremely sour.

Seeing that King Huai didn't answer immediately, Chang Le took out an ivory bone silk fan from his waist, opened it with his wrong hand, and smiled.

"If King Huai wants to repent, I will take this fan as one. The money should be more than enough to build ten schools. Everything is for the sake of the child, and presumably the emperor will not bother with me about this matter. ”

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths, and now they all wanted to let King Huai agree, and even wanted to take this matter down for King Huai.

Just kidding, who doesn't know that it is the emperor's most distressed fan!

If the emperor knew, because they could help or not, this fan was sold to the people, and this hatred would not be remembered deeply?

The emperor is such a stingy person, he doesn't care about it on the surface, and he will definitely change the way to rectify them.

There is a precedent for this kind of thing.

At the beginning, there was an eldest princess who wanted to build a music workshop, but the concubine did not support it, and the eldest princess went to ask the emperor. The emperor couldn't help grinding, so he made a move and built her the largest and most extravagant music workshop in the city.

It was rare for the emperor to be so generous, not only the eldest princess was very happy, but the civil and military officials were so surprised that they seemed to have heard strange miscellaneous words.

Seeing that the emperor was so fond of the eldest princess, he asked the eldest princess to ask the emperor to build a horse farm.

With another wave of his hand, the emperor built the largest horse farm in Guidu for the horses.

Once again, the jaws of the civil and military officials were shocked.

When the hundred officials thought that the emperor had enlightened and was ready to start asking for money, someone noticed that something was wrong.

Because since the beginning of the construction of the music workshop and the horse farm, the horse has never received a cent of the money, and even the income from the mining has been gone.

The concubine and the eldest princess entered the palace to inquire, and the emperor immediately took out a small notebook and calculated the accounts owed by the husband and wife.

And it's all on the head of the horse, and the eldest princess has not lost anything.

Since then, the horse has incurred a huge debt and has to work for the emperor for free for thirty years.

The whole dynasty went up and down, and those who took advantage of the situation to ask the emperor for money immediately returned the money. There are also those who hold the approval of the construction project agreed by the emperor and kneel to ask the emperor to take back the order. Those who did not participate in this turmoil are very happy.

All of a sudden, there were many more officials who worked for free.

The emperor is stingy, but even the prime minister of the court has no choice but to shake his head.

Today, Mrs. Taishou used the fan as a fan, and the emperor will definitely buy it back with a lot of money. Then the money will be shared by several of their officials by default, and the money will be deducted!

At most, another useless decree was issued, boasting that they would benefit the people and fund the construction of the school.

"King Huai, what Mrs. Taishou said is true?" Jiang Congshan confirmed to King Huai in the hope that King Huai would be able to put this matter down.

The emperor's fan really doesn't deserve it.

Seeing that Chang Le looked imperative, King Huai leaned on the back of the chair, played with the golden bone fan in his hand, glanced at the several governors of the thirteen counties who were looking at him, and smiled like a peach blossom.

"This king has promised."

He was also afraid that he would end up like that unlucky colt.

Jiang Congshan took the lead and breathed a sigh of relief.

King Huai put up his fan and continued: "This king promised to contribute half of the capital. ”

Jiang Congshan and the others took another breath, and they had already expected Chang Le's next words.

"Then I'll take the fan as a fan and make up the other half." Chang Le tilted his head and smiled, his face was light.

She finally had an excuse to be a fan.

Dispose of such a valuable fan.

My God, she can directly upgrade the little rich woman and fly high with ten miles away!

Jiang Congshan stroked his beard and pretended to be calm: "Since it is a school building, this matter is managed by the county history." In fact, the history of the county can be reported, and after passing the audit, a piece of paper will be approved and built with official silver. ”

"Can I participate in the management?" Chang Le asked rhetorically.

Jiang Congshan shook his head: "The official family built it, naturally according to the rules of the official family." ”

"This kind of frivolous thing, reporting it is purely a waste of the energy of officials dealing with the matter." Zhang Changxiu really couldn't stand Chang Le's unreasonable trouble, "Since the county history can't accommodate beggars, it's the same as before." Where there is no begging in the world, this will not affect the performance of the official. The matter was no longer discussed, and the beggar boy went directly to the office. ”