Yuwen Shihong walked to the south gate of the palace and walked out of the palace gate, which is the one hundred and eight square streets that symbolize the prosperity of Yongzhou.

It was a "masterpiece" achieved by Yang Jian and his colleagues in Weiwei Temple, brick by brick, but for Yuwen Shihong, he had already "seen" this picture in his mind.

Ascending the city tower, the prosperity of Yongzhou comes into view.

"Yang Aiqing, I don't know how much it costs to buy a house in Yongzhou City right now? How much does it cost to buy a mansion? ”

"Back to Your Majesty," speaking of Yongzhou City, this is one of Yang Jian's proudest achievements, as soon as these words reached his ears, his heart returned:

"After the Weiwei Temple issued the decree of the DPRK and China, Yongzhou City has clearly stipulated that the price of a house shall not exceed 50,000 yuan, and the minimum shall not be less than 40,000 yuan, and the mansion shall be determined according to the difference in size and interior decoration, but the maximum price shall not exceed 20,000 yuan for a square circle (3.3 meters), and the minimum shall not be less than 15,000 yuan."

"In this matter, our Weiwei Temple will continue to work closely with the household department, and the household department can also exercise the right and responsibility of supervision when handling the replacement of the house deed for the people."

"The minimum price is set to prevent the perpetrator from forcing the owner to sell the house at a low price by coercion and inducement."

Yang Jian talked about the house price control in general and detail, and when he said it, he couldn't help but talk because he was talking about his proud achievements:

"Eh, Your Majesty, every country has a national capital, and the country of our Great Zhou Kingdom is so majestic!"

"Furthermore, now that my Great Zhou Empire has the general trend of semi-unifying the Central Plains, should Yongzhou, the national capital, be more unique! And a resounding name? ”

“……？” Yuwen Shihong looked at Yang Jian and used his expression to put a question mark:

"Aiqing has an idea? What do you want to call it? ”

However, Yang Jian was still excited, and he didn't notice that Yuwen Shihong was already muttering in his heart:

"Restore the old name Chang'an! What do you think? ”

“……？” Yuwen Shihong's eyes widened slightly, and he used his expression again to make a bigger question mark.

"And Yongzhou, this one hundred and eight square streets, is called Daxing City, and the world is prosperous!"

"If the old name 'Chang'an' is restored, it will be my Great Zhou Kingdom! Changan! Daxing! ”

"......" At this moment, Yuwen Shihong only had ellipses left in his head.

Good guy, good Yang Jian.

I don't want to be afraid of you anymore, and you dare to show me signs of the Great Sui Dynasty again.

But also, Yuwen Shihong slandered-

He also likes the word "Chang'an", why didn't he think of it in advance, he neglected this little thing with a long-term strategy.

"Aiqing has a good idea, then I'll hand over the matter to the court for me!"

"When the Chang Dynasty deliberates, all the officials also approve it, and they will announce it to the world with a decree!"

"It's best to tell the world on the Shangyuan Festival!"

……

In the courtyard of Sinong Temple, the crisp sound of pillars colliding came and went.

Zu Wenyuan is the master of Sinong Temple, and is responsible for coordinating the entry and exit of grain production and money throughout the country and in Beijing.

After Ma Changyuan returned to the mansion with his legs limp, he saw Zu Wenyuan beating the wooden beads he had made with a focused face, which he said was an "abacus".

Although he couldn't understand how to use this thing, Zu Wenyuan was able to quickly record the details of the huge amount of grain, grass, money and money with this thing.

In the past, Ma Changchang didn't believe that he could calculate so quickly, but as a result, Zu Wenyuan was inexplicably arrogant, and dropped a sentence "I don't believe you can check it yourself".

So he put down the book that others could only finish in three days, and he could finish it in an hour, and went to visit the imperial garden leisurely.

Ma Changchang was a little unhappy with his attitude, but in the end, he was asked to verify it again for the sake of not making mistakes within Sinong Temple and his own rights and responsibilities.

So he really checked it.

This check is a whole day, or even only two percent of the check.

Zu Wenyuan recorded the number of chips, even "two" is not bad!

This made Ma Changchang directly impressed by Zu Wenyuan, and more deeply recognized the clarity of the regular examination selection system from the bottom of his heart!

The people selected by the regular examination system are really talents! There is even such an amazing talent!

For Zu Wenyuan, the north of the Central Plains has hardly been stable, he was originally from Fanyang in the north, and he really couldn't stand the impact of the war, so he decided to move south, planning to go to Chen.

When passing through the Zhou Kingdom, I accidentally learned that the Zhou Kingdom implemented a regular examination-

If you can pass the regular examination, you can be at least one official, and the monthly service starts at least 2,000 yuan.

Thinking about it, the territory of Zhou seems to be quite peaceful, and there are more scholars than in other places, which can better confirm that the land is stable.

He took a detour to Yongzhou, thinking about trying this so-called regular exam, and he would not lose a piece of meat, at most he would waste a day here.

His regular test results were poor because he didn't know anything about the laws of the Great Zhou.

The only thing I knew how to write was one of the three exam papers.

It should be hopeless to ponder, so I wrote down dense arithmetic (math) problems in the Nayan volume.

There are so many questions written down that the invigilator wants to check all of them, and it takes at least five or seven days to complete them.

Si Lang, who was in charge of invigilating the exam, squinted his eyes for a while when he saw this strange exam paper, and then realized that normal people can't do it at all to complete such a large amount of calculations in an hour!

However, at the same time, the other two exam papers of this "strange candidate" were all blank.

This made Shiro feel troubled.

After hesitating, Shiro handed over this strange exam paper directly to Zhao Douqing, the secretary of the ministry.

Zhao Douqing was also stunned!

He led people to find this "strange candidate", and when he found it, Zu Wenyuan was temporarily staying in the corner of the temple, preparing to leave Yongzhou at dawn.

He didn't hold out any hope, but he learned that the person who came to look for him in person in front of him was actually a third-grade minister of the court!

Zu Wenyuan's arrogance is gone, and only his heart is flattered!

……

The Imperial Garden was originally a place for the royal family to enter and play, but now it has become a place for officials to come and go for a walk.

Many pavilions line the riverbank, and in winter, there are still white, grave and purple flowers and trees in full bloom, in short, the scenery is beautiful.

It's just that there is no one in those gazebos, and in the past, there should have been people drinking and having fun in the gazebos.

"It seems that the officials of the DPRK and China are really busy."

Thinking about it like this, Zu Wenyuan was a little embarrassed, but when he was on duty, he was leisurely and elegantly strolling around the Imperial Garden.

And everyone else is in a hurry.

Zu Wenyuan, who was about to go back to Sinong Temple to find something to do, saw Yuwen Shihong in a golden robe, walking quickly towards the inner court.

At this time, Yuwen Shihong had just separated from Yang Jian, and Yuwen Shihong was walking, scolding and scolding in his mouth, "Go to death Sui Dynasty", "There is no Sui Dynasty", "Only the Great Zhou Empire"!

There is a saying in the customs and customs, drinking happy wine can be joyful, and the face saint can be stained with dragon energy!

The face saint is something that ordinary people have dreamed of all their lives!

"Meet Your Majesty!"

The abrupt voice came into the eardrums, startling Yuwen Shihong, who was scolding.