This was a night to be remembered.
That night, Fu Xiaoguan changed his mind once again and decided not to stay in one corner. If he wanted to have enough freedom, he had to fly higher.
Dong Shulan didn't know why Fu Xiaoguan had such a big change, but she was extremely happy in her heart. She thought it was because he was neglected by his mother, which stimulated him. He was talented, but he just didn't want to take part in the imperial examinations. Now he has figured it out, which is naturally a good thing.
"Because of the problem of embezzlement in disaster relief funds, His Majesty has issued a court debate. Wen Yun told me this when she came to see me. She said it's posted on the wall of Lanting Pavilion. Anyone who can write a good proposal can post it there. Someone from the palace will collect it every day. If His Majesty approves of it, you will be summoned to the palace. As for whether you will be granted an official position, I'm not sure, but if you can meet the emperor, I think it's possible. The Autumn Examination begins the day after tomorrow and ends three days later, which means the deadline for the court debate is September 28th. If you have a good proposal, you can try it."
Fu Xiaoguan thought about it carefully, came up with an idea, and nodded.
"It's just that my handwriting is too ugly."
"That's fine. This isn't a memorial. Your Majesty needs a solution to this problem."
The two stood up and continued walking. Dong Shulan pointed to the largest ship on the river and said, "That's Hongxiu Zhao. Only Hongxiu Zhao sells Tianxiang wine, so her business is the best. Most of your poems were sung by Hongxiu Zhao."
Fu Xiaoguan looked around but didn't show much interest. Instead, he asked, "Where is the Confucius Temple?"
"It's right in front. The door to that place is almost falling down. Why are you asking about it?"
"Hey, my dad said there's a jujube tree in the Confucius Temple. I think the jujubes are ripe now. He said they're big and sweet."
Dong Shulan was quite surprised. She had never been there before and didn't know there was a jujube tree there.
"Shall we pick a few to try someday?"
"Yeah, okay."
Time passed by like this, and in a blink of an eye it was the hour of Hai. Dong Shulan had to be sent back. If she was discovered by her future mother-in-law, it would be very bad.
The two of them returned in a carriage and said goodbye to each other under the courtyard wall. Dong Shulan finally asked, "What time will you come tomorrow night?"
"When is it safer?"
Dong Shulan bit her lip and thought for a moment, "Then it's... the hour of Xu."
"good!"
Su Mo listened silently, wondering when this mess would end.
After returning to the inn, Fu Xiaoguan was not sleepy at all.
"Xiu'er, grind the ink!"
"Uh, Master, I didn't bring it."
Fu Xiaoguan was stunned. Yes, then I have to buy it tomorrow morning.
…
The next day, Fu Xiaoguan did not go to Dong's house again.
Chunxiu bought writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, and ground the ink for him. Fu Xiaoguan pondered for a moment, then splashed ink and began to write. Chunxiu and Su Mo thought he would write another poem, but they didn't expect it to be a policy paper on disaster relief.
"A good solution for disaster relief"
"Over two hundred years have passed since the founding of Dayu. Under the wise and courageous leadership of its successive emperors, Dayu's national strength has achieved unprecedented development, and the people's living standards have also been steadily improving. Since the current emperor took power, we have truly achieved the goal of providing education, employment, medical care, elderly care, and housing for all! This is a prosperous era of peace and prosperity, and it is a blessing for the people of Dayu!"
"However, even the splendor of the world is not without its weeds. Take, for example, the Yellow River flooding in July of the eighth year of the Xuanli reign, which devastated the people. Your Majesty, with your heart set on the people, allocated countless monies and grain to provide relief. This was Your Majesty's boundless grace, and Your Majesty's glory should have shone upon all the victims. Yet, this light was blocked, destroyed by the greed of a handful of parasites. This led to the people on both sides of the Yellow River suffering, forcing hundreds of thousands of victims to flee their homes, resulting in a human tragedy. This is not what Your Majesty wished. These black sheep, who, for their own selfish interests, have dimmed Your Majesty's holy light, deserve to die a thousand times!"
"But if you ask why corruption in disaster relief continues despite repeated bans? Why do so many corrupt officials persist? I think there are several reasons:"
“…”
A long and eloquent policy article was born from Fu Xiaoguan's pen. Su Mo kept reading it, nodding frequently, occasionally frowning in thought, or shaking his head in confusion.
Only after Fu Xiaoguan finished writing did he ask, "This... is this a good way to provide disaster relief?"
"Yeah, what else do you think?"
"No, your article says that the court's free distribution of disaster relief supplies should be banned. Is that still disaster relief?"
Fu Xiaoguan laughed and said, "If it is not banned, the food and money for disaster relief will never reach the hands of the victims."
"I still don't think it's right. You said the government should use these disaster relief supplies to stabilize food prices, but how can the victims afford to buy food?"
"Take a closer look."
Fu Xiaoguan didn't explain further. This policy paper was a bit risky. As Su Mo said, if you only looked at the surface, his policy paper was worthless. But if you had a certain understanding of economics, then this was a good solution.
It depends on how it is used. If he can meet the emperor, he can explain this problem clearly, but if there is no chance to meet the emperor, Fu Xiaoguan wants to find Qin Bingzhong to think of a solution.
The Fu family must overcome the crisis, and those who want to settle accounts with him will probably take action after the imperial envoy's inspection is over.
The time is quite tight. Apart from looking for Yu Wenjun, he currently has only two options.
Su Mo looked at it for a long time, but there were still many things he didn't understand. Thinking about what Fu Xiaoguan had done in Xishan, no one would understand it until the end.
He understood and didn't ask any more questions.
"Let's go have a nice meal."
The three of them left the inn, but they were like headless flies.
It would be nice to have a travel guide, or if Dong Shulan hadn't been under house arrest, it would have been even better to have her as a guide.
When Fu Xiaoguan was hesitating, a young man in brocade clothes came towards him. He had a piece of paper in his hand. He looked at Fu Xiaoguan, then looked down at the portrait on the paper, and then looked at Fu Xiaoguan again.
Fu Xiaoguan also looked at the young man and felt that he was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him before, but he could not remember where.
This young man has a handsome appearance, especially his straight eyebrows and the slightly sunken eyes under his eyebrows. Oh, he looks like Fei Xiang from the past world.
"Are you Fu Xiaoguan?" the young man spoke.
"Exactly. I wonder if Your Excellency..."
The young man smiled and said, "I am Dong Xiude, Shulan is my sister."
"Oh, it's my second brother!" Fu Xiaoguan immediately became warm and walked forward to grab Dong Xiu De's hand and shook it hard.
This is fucking embarrassing for Dong Xiu De. This guy is so outgoing, just like an old friend who hasn't seen each other for several years, but I just met you at this time!
"Ahem, it's like this. My sister can't come out, so she asked me to stay with you."
"That's great!"
"Don't worry, the price for me to accompany you is very high, pay first!"
Fu Xiaoguan was stunned. What kind of operation was this?
"Second brother, name your price."
"One hundred taels of silver every day!"
"make a deal!"
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