Chapter 1793 Brothers

Chang Zhi's eyes were deep, and the bedroom was exceptionally quiet for a moment. Chang Zhi smiled, "You guys don't want to know, I'm telling you now, why is no one answering the call?"

Sir Shi's heart was beating fast, he could feel the blood rushing, he clenched his hands in his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Sir, you are joking, sir, I am only here to be the examiner."

Chang Zhi, "It's not just for the examiner. I heard that the people of Chuanzhou are outstanding and talented, so I came here in advance to learn more about them. They really didn't disappoint me."

Lord Shi's heartbeat quickened. He never looked down upon Zhou Changzhi. It was obvious that there was something else behind his words. "I understand what you meant. Have you learned something?"

"Not only have I learned a lot, but I have also opened my eyes. Some people are really brave, and some people are really cruel. Are these explanations enough? Do you want me to explain it in detail?"

At this moment, Lord Shi felt as if a knife had been dropped from his head, but his heart gradually calmed down. He had cleaned up all the tails that needed to be cleaned up, and was sure that no one would find any evidence. Thinking of this, he felt relieved and said, "No need, I will cooperate with you, Lord."

Chang Zhi sighed inwardly. After investigating for so long, this person's evidence was the most difficult to find. He pretended to be an honest person, but he was so dirty in secret. "Okay."

An Er felt the most guilty. He thought of his eldest son. He couldn't help but glance at his younger brother. Seeing his younger brother nod, An Er was relieved. What if Lord Zhou investigated? They were all dead back then, and it would be impossible to find out the truth after so many years.

Ding Jue stood aside with a chill in his heart. Even after collecting the evidence, it was still hard to believe that the prefect who was regarded as honest by the people could be so black-hearted. Look at their expressions. Haha.

After Lord Shi and his companions left, Chang Zhi said, "Let's talk about it now and investigate it tomorrow."

Ding Jue: "Yes."

Chang Zhi sneered, "Since they are so free, they should all get busy for me."

Ding Jue pursed his lips and said, "Sir, after the case is closed, will you give the victim the fame he deserves?"

"nature."

Chang Zhi sighed in his heart. He still hadn't told Ding Jue about his situation.

Time flies, and a few days later, a new issue of the newspaper came out in the capital. The first page was about court affairs, and the second page was about Zoya's support for poor students. The article was written by Rong Enqing.

After reading it, Zhulan said, "This newspaper will be Zoya's lifeline in the future."

Li was a little envious. "Ms. Zhuo not only made it to the newspaper, but was also praised. I was jealous of her. If I had known earlier, I would have known."

Zhao replied, "Sister-in-law, if I had known you would not be so high-profile."

The Zhouhou Mansion has attracted too many people's attention.

Li smiled, "Indeed, it's too high-profile for our family."

She no longer looks at things from her own perspective. As the Crown Prince's wife, she has to take responsibility.

Su Xuan put down the newspaper in her hand and asked, "Mom, is the accountant ready?"

Zhulan: "We have already selected these fourteen people. We not only looked at their test scores, but also interviewed them one by one."

Li pointed to the last date on the article and said, "Mom, poor girls can enroll in the school in a month. Does that mean the expansion of the school will be completed in a month?"

Zhulan nodded, "Yes."

The Ministry of Revenue was happy to give money, and the Ministry of Industry had money in hand and cheap labor. Even if there was no mechanization, it could recruit more people quickly and make a big difference in a few days.

Li asked, "Mother, the money donated by distributing newspapers will be a lot. Should our mansion donate some money to help students?"

Zhu Lan shook her head, "No need."

Her every move was so representative. With the precedent of Zoya donating half of her dowry, she didn't want it to change in the end.

It was just as Zhulan thought. Many people paid attention to her after reading the newspapers. Some even asked her about it through others. Zhulan also expressed her attitude, "It all depends on personal wishes."

Many families in the capital felt relieved, but they were afraid that they would be forced to donate money in the end.

Zoya, the first donor, was in dire straits, and the benefits she received were met with a lot of controversy, especially since Zoya was a woman.

The pedantic people were annoyed that she was restless, some said she was stupid, and the Yong'an Duke's Mansion was even angrier, all because Zoya had not discussed the matter with the Duke's Mansion, causing people to keep asking if the Duke's Mansion's women had too much dowry and had no place to spend it?

There are indeed many people who donate money. In ancient times, merchants had a low status and it was difficult to gain a good reputation, so merchants hoped to gain some good reputation by donating money.

Some people are really kindhearted. Officials donate very little. If they donate too much, it will be difficult to explain where the money comes from. If they donate too little, it will cause controversy.

However, they did not want to be looked down upon by the common people, so they proposed that the court should set up awards for outstanding students, which could be silver or other items.

Zhulan's thoughts were in vain, and she muttered to Rongchuan, "Forget it, I don't need to mention it."

Rong Chuan smiled, "This time we are united. My brother asked me to draw up a set of rules. In the future, not only the students of the academy, but also the official schools and academies recognized by the government will enjoy the awards."

Zhulan, "Create a few more awards."

Rongchuan said: "I think so too."

Zhu Lan added: "The merchants are really generous, none of them are less than a thousand taels."

"The country's economy is developing well, and the merchants are indeed prosperous. Mom, I have received a lot of money now."

Zhu Lan lowered her voice, "Fortunately, this sum of money was separated, otherwise we would have to wait."

Sooner or later, someone will be unable to resist and take action. Don't expect corrupt officials to have a conscience.

Rong Chuan naturally understood, "I heard from the Emperor that the Ministry of Rites will expand its staff, and some people will be selected to join the Ministry of Rites after the imperial examination is over next year."

Zhulan understood immediately, "This is to train talents for future branches!"

Rong Chuan smiled and said, "Mom, it's a pity that you are not a man."

Zhulan raised her eyebrows, "I'm fine now."

Rongchuan thought about it and realized it was true. So what if his mother was a woman? Now she not only had a job, but also published books. The articles she wrote from time to time were also very popular. It was a pity that his mother didn't write often.

Minghui accompanied his brother Mingjing out of Jingcheng Restaurant. Mingjing waited for the dishes to be served and could not wait to taste them with chopsticks. "Well, it tastes really good. No wonder it has become a signature dish in such a short time."

Minghui looked at the vegetables on the table and felt a pang in his heart, "Your monthly allowance is gone!"

Ming Jing felt sorry for her wallet for a second, then continued to enjoy the food, "So my brother will treat us today."

Minghui, ".No money."

Ming Jingcai didn't believe it, "Where did your money go?"

Minghui, "The flowers are gone."

Ming Jing saw that his brother had not lied to him and his eyes widened. "What did you buy? I didn't see you buy anything."

Minghui was angry, "You're still staring at me every day?"

Ming Jing felt guilty, and then stretched out her chubby fingers, "Brother, if you had told me earlier that you didn't have money, I wouldn't have asked you to have dinner. If I had known, I would have invited a few sisters!"

Minghui pulled his sleeves out of Fatty's hands, "Oh, you treat me and I pay?"

Ming Jing's chubby face looked innocent, "Who said I'm your younger brother?"

Minghui stretched out his hand and rubbed his brother's fat face vigorously, "Well, you are really thick-skinned."

Ming Jing was a little flustered and couldn't help but look at his personal servant. Seeing the servant shaking his head, Ming Jing said with a bitter face, "Brother, I really have no money. How do you tell me how to pay for this meal?"

This didn't slow down his eating speed. Mm, it was delicious.

Minghui, "."

(End of this chapter)