"Your Highness knows everything?" Fang Zheng frowned.
Could it be that you are the one who is making money behind this? Impossible!
"Since Your Highness knew about this, why didn't you stop it?"
"Well, I knew all this from the beginning." Li Yuanzhao swore, "Old Fang, you don't really believe the nonsense written here, do you?"
"I was the one who approved the so-called rectification of the restaurant, and the so-called extortion of money from the people is completely false!"
"I made those people who disobeyed my orders pay fines, and every payment is well documented!"
"The people don't know what microworms are, and I can't explain them one by one. Even if I did, no one would believe it."
"And it will take some time for the rectification to be effective, so we can only choose a tougher approach."
"Old Fang, you wouldn't fail to understand, would you?"
I see...
Fang Zhengyi tapped the table with his fingers and suddenly felt a little regretful.
Perhaps microscopes should not be brought out before they have the capacity for mass production.
It was his fault that so many troubles had occurred.
"Your Highness, what you said makes sense, but has Your Highness ever personally seen how the medical team works?"
Li Yuanzhao said without hesitation: "Of course I have seen it! I have always been personally involved in everything, and I have seen all the big and small matters of the medical team."
"But... there are so many things going on that I can't possibly go and see them all!"
"Lao Fang, what's the problem? Just tell me!"
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Your Highness is right, but it would be better if we take a look together tomorrow."
"We can discuss any problems we have then."
"Okay then! Let's go and take a look together tomorrow! I want to see what problems you can find!" Li Yuanzhao laughed, looking quite proud.
Fang Zhengyi was speechless.
Young people who have not suffered from the abuses of society have a really good self-image.
"Your Highness, I'm tired and I'm going home to sleep! I have to go back to see Zhang Biao later, and maybe I have to go to see His Majesty in the evening."
There was nothing he could do if Li Yuanzhao refused to listen to his advice.
When you are seventeen or eighteen years old, what you need most is respect from others. Blind preaching will only have the opposite effect.
Fang Zhengyi didn't plan to argue any further. Using reality to teach him a lesson tomorrow would be better than anything else!
.......
He said goodbye to Li Yuanzhao and returned home.
Zhang Biao happened to have just returned, but his face looked much more tired.
It seems that he is very annoyed by the reporters' harassment.
Fortunately, Xiaotao had prepared hot water in advance, so she could take a hot bath when she got home.
Fang Zheng asked a few questions with concern and went straight to the study.
There were a lot of letters stored in the study, and there were also special matters from Taoyuan County waiting for his approval.
There are also important matters that need to be arranged in the workshop.
The autumn examination was approaching, and he didn't have to worry about the reporters since Xie Xian was taking care of the arrangements.
The only thing that matters right now is the textile mill.
Three or four months after the autumn examination, the weather will start to turn cooler.
It would take at least two or three months from the time the textile factory was built to the time the female workers were in place and there were other issues like equipment arrangement before production could begin.
This does not include the running-in period. Production must be completed before winter, and a large number of winter clothes must be produced in advance.
Emperor Jing has already discovered that he was running to the Mingluan Palace, so it will be difficult for him to go there again in the future. He has to build the factory quickly.
Finding a wife is a big deal!
After working at his desk for an hour, Fang Zheng just stretched himself when someone came to report to him.
It was the eunuch who came with the oral order of Emperor Jing.
Fang Zhengyi didn't think much about it and rushed directly to the imperial study.
.......
In the imperial study, Emperor Jing looked at him with a smile and said, "Fang Qing, how is Zhang Biao?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Zhang Biao is doing fine. He just suffered some minor injuries. He will be fine after a few days of rest."
Emperor Jing sighed: "What a brave warrior! I thought he was just an ordinary expert, but with more strength."
"I didn't expect him to be so skilled in Kung Fu. It's rare to see one in the palace! If he wants to enter the palace, I'll give him a small official position."
Upon hearing this, Fang Zheng's eyes darted around.
What does that mean? Your Majesty wants Brother Biao to be a security guard in the palace...
"Your Majesty, he doesn't want to enter the palace! When Zhang Biao gets naughty, he likes to sew people everywhere with needle and thread, and I can't stop him!" Fang Zheng shouted. "I'm afraid he will do something in the palace that will damage the reputation of the royal family..."
Speaking of needlework, Emperor Jing looked strange for a moment, and then angrily said: "What do you mean? Do you think I am trying to snatch someone from you? I don't care about a mere Zhang Biao. There are many people in the palace who are better than him in martial arts!"
Fang Zheng nodded vigorously.
Right, right, right! You are right, but you didn’t say that just now.
Emperor Jing's expression eased slightly, and he said calmly: "Since you think he is not suitable to enter the palace, then I will give him a hundred taels of silver, and you can accept it on his behalf."
"I called you here this time for something else that I need you to do."
Fang Zhengyi was still looking down, wondering what a hundred taels would be enough for, but when he heard this, he looked up at Emperor Jing.
Emperor Jing continued, "You don't have to worry about the Northern Rong envoys anymore. Someone will be responsible for the trade."
"I asked you to come here because of the newspaper."
"There are still many vacancies among the six ministries and the shortage of staff has always been a problem."
"It's really too much pressure for the Sixth Department to send out telegrams every day, but there are no suitable people to use."
"So, during the talent selection ceremony, I want you to be an examiner and help the six ministries select some suitable people to run newspapers."
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