Full of confidence, Folgochun accepted the order and left. Qian Shengyan looked at her slightly bouncy back and couldn't help but laugh.
In fact, Shushen's methods were still a bit immature, especially since she revealed her identity by throwing out the Pisces jade pendant at the beginning. Even if Qian Shengyan didn't notice, it would only leave some suspicion in Hongli's mind and wouldn't have caused any harm to anyone.
As for how she later persuaded Ulanara to seek cooperation with the Li family, Qian Shengyan could guess the gist of it. Such an opponent, who required carefulness and vigilance, was perfect for Foerguochun to practice against.
She thought about it absentmindedly for a while, then continued with the things she was doing.
Qian Shengyan had already spoken to Yinzhen about the establishment of the Department of Female Officials in the Imperial Harem, and Yinzhen was quite interested, asking her to submit a memorial for review.
Qian Shengyan at the time: ...
So she's writing a memorial right now.
Since the inner palace already had the Imperial Household Department, which was in charge of all sorts of matters, from the Shenxing Division, which could handle criminal cases of the three banners, to the Qingfeng Division, which was in charge of cattle and sheep, the department that Qian Shengyan wanted was actually equivalent to her, or rather, the secretariat of the person in charge of the inner palace.
For example, for the silkworm ceremony, the chief secretary would first prepare a monthly schedule so that even if Qian Shengyan forgot, someone could remind her.
Furthermore, when the monthly allowance is distributed, the Second Secretary can go to each palace to confirm whether the distribution has been made. If there are any problems, he will report them. If there are no problems, he will record them in the account so that Qian Shengyan can check them.
For example, Qian Shengyan doesn't need to calculate the final accounts before the holidays; she only needs to review and sign them. As for the arrangements for each banquet, Qian Shengyan only needs to review the final process.
This requires that each step be assigned to a specific person, so that if something goes wrong, the responsible point in the chain can be found directly and the problem can be resolved quickly.
Qian Shengyan wrote furiously. Her years of practicing calligraphy had paid off, and her small regular script had developed a unique style that was not embarrassing to show to others.
Her experience as a working person in her previous life gave her a more thorough understanding of the new department. She only needed to think about the responsibilities of the chairman's secretariat to write fluently and smoothly.
When Yinzhen returned, he could see Qian Shengyan writing on the table from outside the window.
Now, the windows of several palaces have been replaced with transparent glass. Every time Yinzhen comes, he goes around to the main hall and enters. He happens to pass by the window of the sleeping quarters. He stops and looks at it for a while. He sees that the candlelight is warm and makes Qian Shengyan's face look fluffy and pink, which is very cute.
He admired it for a moment, then raised his hand and tapped on the glass, but unexpectedly startled Qian Shengyan. Her hand trembled, and a large drop of ink dripped onto the memorial she had just finished writing.
Qian Shengyan: ...
What did she do to deserve this?!
Yinzhen, standing outside the window, was also taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing. He didn't linger, quickly turning and entering the bedchamber, taking off his cloak as he asked her, "What are you writing?"
“…The memorial.” Qian Shengyan threw down her pen in a huff. “Fine, I’ll rewrite it tomorrow.”
"Let me see." Yinzhen chuckled, not having seen her so willful lately.
Qian Shengyan was too late to stop him and could only watch helplessly as Yinzhen reached out and grabbed the document to read it. She was so anxious that she even tried to snatch it away: "Your Majesty, I still need to revise and copy it..."
"Hmm? No need, let me take a look first." Yinzhen said, looking at the memorial, and walked away.
Qian Shengyan: ...
After waiting and waiting, until Qian Shengyan finished washing up and went to bed, and finally fell asleep leaning against the large pillow and hugging the quilt, Yinzhen returned, still feeling the chill.
"Where has Your Majesty gone?" The sudden chill brought Qian Shengyan back to her senses, but Yinzhen handed her the poorly written memorial with a smile on his face, saying, "It's well written. Copy it again tomorrow and I'll send it to them to see."
Qian Shengyan: ? ? ?
Yinzhen went to wash up, and Qian Shengyan quickly opened the folded document and saw—good heavens, it was covered with dense imperial comments!
There were likes, corrections, questions, and supplementary explanations. In the end, Yinzhen even listed out her rank and position, from a fourth-rank palace maid to a ninth-rank imperial attendant, with her job title and monthly allowance clearly written down...
Qian Shengyan: ...
She used to only know that Emperor Yongzheng was diligent and impatient, always wanting to do things and having to finish them in one go. But today, she finally understood what it meant to be impatient and what it meant to be diligent...
For someone like her, if she wrote something badly, she would just let it go and write it again tomorrow. But Yinzhen, having already come all this way, even braved the wind and snow to return to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to approve a memorial for her...
She can't go on like this! She has to rise up! She has to work hard!
When Yinzhen returned from washing up, he saw Qian Shengyan leaning over the small table by the window, writing under a thin blanket.
He walked over and took a look, then couldn't help but chuckle: "No need to rush, you can give it to me tomorrow."
Qian Shengyan glanced at him only once, her gaze filled with resentment.
What, you've finished rolling it, but you won't let others roll it too?
However, the Emperor did indeed have the right to stop people from working overtime. He carried Qian Shengyan in a princess carry and took her back to bed, abruptly ending her right to work overtime.
Okay, then... I'll go to sleep first?
However, the two chatted briefly before going to bed. Yinzhen asked Qian Shengyan how she came up with these ideas, but she just smiled and didn't say anything.
Did no one think of this before? No, it's just that most people are unwilling to share power. In the long-lasting harem, imperial favor is the most elusive thing, and the only thing that the concubines can grasp is power.
The only exception is Qian Shengyan, who is simply too lazy... Besides, if she did these things, there would be no overtime pay, and if she didn't... the money and rewards she was entitled to would still be the same...
So why did she do it?
If she could, she could just lie down today.
Qian Shengyan fell asleep while holding Manxin, muttering to herself, but Yinzhen had a strange dream that night.
In his dream, he was reviewing memorials, just like every other day at the Hall of Mental Cultivation. In Yinzhen's mind, it was the second day after he had stayed with Qian Shengyan, and he was still waiting for Qian Shengyan to bring him the revised memorials.
As darkness fell outside, Su Peisheng led in a somewhat unfamiliar eunuch, who bowed and scraped as he presented a tray of green-headed plaques.
He only glanced at it before frowning. Had Su Peisheng lost his mind today? He had never turned to this green-headed plaque since he ascended the throne. If there was something to do, he would stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. If there was nothing to do, he would definitely go to see the Imperial Noble Consort. Why did he have to turn to this plaque today?
Yinzhen waved his hand impatiently. The young eunuch looked distressed and glanced at Su Peisheng. Su Peisheng swallowed hard and cautiously stepped forward, saying, "His Majesty hasn't entered the inner palace for almost a month..."
"What?" Yinzhen frowned. "I just stayed at the Imperial Noble Consort's residence yesterday. How could I not have entered the inner palace?"
To everyone's surprise, upon hearing this, Su Peisheng and the eunuch both paled and knelt down on the ground with a thud.
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