When Gao Wanxin led someone to pull the file to the Duanji Palace, the Duanji Hall was as lively as ever.

The little palace maids wearing horse-faced skirts and short jackets came and went with paperwork.

A group of women in green clothes sat side by side on the long table in front of the window, all of them flipped through the account books in one hand and the abacus beads in the other, and the account books were stacked from the case in front of them to the shelves behind them to the cabinets attached to the wall.

It's cold in winter, and fire is naturally indispensable here to keep warm, but there is no fireworks at all, because the first thing the wealthy eldest princess Yueqing did when she arrived at Duanji Hall was to coil up the earth dragon and the fire kang.

The kang is elongated, and the women sit on it to become a warm stool, and a thin blanket is covered on their legs, which is warm and warm, and they have more energy to work.

Tilting his head and looking at it for a moment, Gao Wanxin smiled and said:

"Every time I come, I have to praise the good ingenuity of the scholars in my heart, so that more than a hundred people can be so comfortable in Duanji Palace."

She was greeted by Han Ruowei, who is now temporarily receiving a co-organizer of the university, she covered her face and yawned, and said with a smile:

"Gao Yuqian is polite, this Duan Ji Hall used to be a place to enjoy the scenery in summer and autumn, the wind leaks everywhere, and it is on the mountain, we don't want to think of a way, let alone settle the accounts in a month, a month, we can be sick inside and outside here."

"Yesterday's winter solstice, since the two bachelors have not rested, these hard work Your Majesty and Niangniang are also in the eyes, this morning Your Majesty ordered the entire Duanji Palace to reward a cotton coat, the style and the palace should be distinguished, it is said that Han Bachelor and Zhao Bachelor should wear cyan, the rest of the female officials wear green, Your Majesty specially decreed, to all female officials to wear red horse-faced skirts, knee skirts according to the product according to the product with a bird pattern or a pig pattern, as for the skirt ......

Gao Wanxin smiled faintly and took out a thin piece of paper from her arms.

"This is the mountain and sea pattern drawn by His Majesty himself this morning, and even the color is set, as long as it is handed over to the weaver girl, it can be made."

As soon as Han Ruowei glanced at it, Gao Wanxin put the paper back, and her eyes drifted away, almost floating into Gao Wanxin's arms.

Looking at this bookish female official, Han Ruowei blinked:

"In front of the high emperor, things are also made for us to wear in the palace......

Gao Wanxin looked at her: "This pattern was painted by His Majesty who suddenly had an understanding and ordered the lower officials to draw it."

Obviously, a moment ago, he said that His Majesty painted it, but why did he suddenly change his words.

In the next moment, Han Ruowei understood, their Duanji Hall had just been established, and their fame was lacking, if people knew that His Majesty personally drew the patterns on their skirts, I am afraid that it would make such villains think in an unbearable place, so that the separation was to save some trouble for Duanji Palace.

Was her husband's nephew such a proper person?

Han Ruowei sighed in her heart and bowed to Gao Wanxin:

"Your Majesty's grace, I will remember the five inner parts of my palace, and thank you to the senior female officials for coming to inform me, and the senior female officials will not forget the senior female officials......

"Don't forget."

was suddenly picked up, Han Ruowei raised her head, and saw Gao Wanxin smiling lightly at herself, a young female official with bright eyes and a bright smile, still rhyme and moving, calligraphy and painting are difficult to describe: ....

"There are more than 400 files outside the Duanji Palace."

Han Ruowei immediately woke up from her beauty.

At an unprecedented rate.

"Takagomae?"

"The lower officials don't want to be remembered by Bachelor Han, they just ask Bachelor Han to borrow a few female officials who can read and hyphenate to sort out these hundreds of files."

Person? Who's there?

It was Zhao Mingyin who pulled the female account room from her own weaving factory, and it was a literate female official who sorted out the account books, carrying, stacking, and grinding ink...... These things are all done by the palace maids, if there is a mother mouse in the palace who can read and write, then the mother mouse now has to pull the account book in the Duanji Palace!

How could she lend it to Gao Wanxin?

Han Ruowei grinned, and the next moment, she grabbed Gao Wanxin's sleeve:

"Gao Yuqian, I really don't have anyone available here! you

If you don't dislike it, I'll sort out the file for you after I leave for duty today."

Listen to it, the co-organizer of the university is so pitiful.

Gao Wanxin raised her eyebrows and slowly pulled back her sleeve:

"Bachelor Han doesn't have to be presumptuous, you assisted Bachelor Zhao in teaching female officials, and everyone in the palace praised the people you taught for not only being able to write and calculate, but also doing things meticulously and thoughtfully. Your Majesty ordered me to lead the female officials to check the women-related files in Dali Temple this year, and the results will be given within two or three days.

Han Ruowei covered her face, almost looking up to the sky and howling to relieve the boredom in her chest.

"Before the high emperor, the Duanji Temple must complete the account books of the Taifu Temple for five years within one month......

"I know, so I'll only borrow ten from you, and I don't need to be good at arithmetic, I can read."

Han Ruowei gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and raised three fingers: "Three."

"Ten."

"Five."

Gao Wanxin raised her eyebrows: "Fifteen."

Han Ruowei looked at the finger she was going to draw six: "......"

Isn't bargaining a pull between ten and three? Why did it suddenly come out of nowhere?

She looked at Gao Wanxin, only to see that Gao Wanxin's face did not move at all: "Ten, return it in three days, Master Han will bargain with me again, I can only say that I want twenty people."

Han Ruowei: "...... Okay, ten will be ten, and it will be returned in three days!"

Gao Wanxin nodded, watched Han Ruowei nod painfully and handed over ten people to herself.

She took the men and the clerks across the bridge over the Taiye Pool and returned to the Imperial City.

Among the ten people lent by Han Ruowei, only three are female officials, and seven are palace maids who are only slightly literate, and they are not very old, and they have been serving in Xiyuan since they entered the palace, and it is the first time they have entered the imperial city.

Gao Wanxin walked in front, her back straight, her steps were not slow, and she brought people all the way to the Qianqing Palace.

Just had lunch, if it is usual, this is a rare leisure time for Shen Shiqing, she will either read a few pages of idle books, or will go out for a walk, today she is reading the "Old Tang Book" The Biography of the Daughters.

Walking into the warm pavilion, Gao Wanxin whispered:

"Your Majesty, there are a total of ten female officials and palace maids seconded from the Duanji Palace, and a total of thirty female officials available from the Qianqing Palace."

"Okay, you will sort those files into categories in the main hall of the Qianqing Palace." ….

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gao Wanxin was about to retreat, but was stopped by the young emperor.

"Senior female official, you are erudite and talented, have you ever read the biography of the daughters in the "Old Tang Book"? I was seeing that Shangguan, the wife of the princess of Chu, cut off her nose and ears in order not to marry again, and it didn't take long for people to go."

Gao Wanxin told the truth:

"Your Majesty, the minister has never read "The Legend of the Daughters", no matter which dynasty or which one."

Shen Shiqing raised her head and looked at her, "Why?"

"It is said that it is about loyalty and filial piety, but it is often a woman who destroys herself and loses her life, and the minister does not like it. Just like this story of the Shangguan family, when Wei Chen looked at it, he would think in his heart, why don't men need to cut their noses after widowhood? Don't say anything about keeping festivals, as long as you take a few concubines and don't continue the strings, thousands of years later, some people will think that this is loyalty, but it will make the woman who cut off her nose a little pitiful."

Shen Shiqing put down the book in her hand, and after a few seconds, she smiled: "I didn't expect the senior female official to be a straightforward person."

Gao Wanxin only smiled and didn't speak.

In the afternoon, Shen Shiqing reviewed the folds in the warm pavilion of the Qianqing Palace.

Separated by several walls, Gao Wanxin took the palace maids and eunuchs to sort out the files of Dali Temple.

After passing the Taiye Pool, in the West Garden Duanji Palace, the female officials and palace maids were busy.

After dinner, Shen Shiqing walked into the main hall of the Qianqing Palace by himself.

The stone brick floor of the main hall has been covered with various files.

The female officers were divided into three groups and chanted in a low voice the women's accusations.

Shen Shiqing stood on the side and listened quietly for a moment, and suddenly asked Gao Wanxin:

"Senior Lady, what have you heard of so many charges?"

Gao Wan smiled softly and saluted her:

"Wei Chen heard that if a woman is unwilling to remarry, it is better to cut off her own nose, otherwise, it is also her sin to hurt someone when she is forced to remarry."

didn't expect Gao Wanxin to be able to connect the article in the "Old Tang Book" with the case she was reading now, Shen Shiqing listened to it and nodded.

"You're right. If you hurt others, you will be punished and sent to prison, and there will always be an end, and if you hurt yourself, you will only get some people's hypocrisy sighs—if you welcome this kind of hypocrisy, it may not be more pleasant than cutting your nose."

After speaking, Shen Shiqing also smiled.

In the distant cell, Zhao Surui sneezed.

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