When Gao Wanxin and others brought the files to Duanji Hall, the Duanji Hall was as lively as ever.

Little palace maids wearing horse-faced skirts and short coats came and went with documents in their arms.

A group of women in Tsing Yi sat side by side on a row of long desks in front of the window. They were all flipping through account books with one hand and playing abacus beads with the other. Everything from the desks in front of them to the shelves behind them to the cabinets against the wall were there.

Stacking ledgers.

It's cold in winter, so it's natural to use fire to keep warm here, but there is no smoke at all, because the first thing the wealthy Princess of Yueqing did when she arrived at Duanji Hall was to set up the earth dragon and the fire kang.

The heated kang is long and slender, and the women sit on it and it becomes a warming stool. A thin blanket is placed on their legs, which provides warmth and makes them more energetic when working.

After tilting her head and looking for a moment, Gao Wanxin said with a smile:

"Every time I come here, I have to praise the ingenuity of the bachelors in making over a hundred people feel so comfortable in Duanji Hall."

The person who greeted her was Han Ruowei, who was currently the co-sponsored bachelor. She covered her face to hide a yawn and said with a smile:

"Gao Yuqian is very polite. This Duanji Palace used to be a place for enjoying the scenery in summer and autumn. It has wind leakage from all directions and it is on a mountain. We don't want to think of a way. Let alone clearing the accounts in one month, we can get sick inside and outside here in one month."

one slice."

"On the winter solstice yesterday, the two bachelors had not rested. Your Majesty and your concubine have seen all the hard work. This morning, your Majesty ordered the entire Duanji Palace to wear cotton-padded clothes. The styles are the same as those in the palace.

Everywhere must be distinguished. It is said that Academicians Han and Academicians Zhao should wear cyan, and the remaining female officials should wear green. His Majesty specially issued an order for all female officials to wear red horse-faced skirts, and the knee pads should be decorated with flying birds or Xiechi patterns according to their positions.

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 that Your Majesty drew personally this morning. Even the colors have been set. All you have to do is give it to Zhi Niang to make it."

As soon as Han Ruowei took a look, Gao Wanxin put the paper back, and her eyes drifted for a while, almost falling into Gao Wanxin's arms.

Looking longingly at this scholarly female official, Han Ruowei blinked:

"Gao Yuqian, the things we made are also for us to wear in Duanji Palace..."

Gao Wanxin looked at her: "This pattern was drawn by His Majesty when he suddenly had an enlightenment and ordered his subordinates to draw it."

I obviously said a moment ago that His Majesty painted it, but why did I suddenly change my story?

The next moment, Han Ruowei understood. They had just established the Duanji Temple, and their reputations were all in vain. If people knew that His Majesty personally painted the patterns on their skirts, I'm afraid it would make those villains think badly about it.

It was separated by one floor to save Duanji Hall some trouble.

Is her husband's nephew such a decent person?

Han Ruowei sighed in her heart and saluted Gao Wanxin:

"Your Majesty's kindness will be remembered by all of us, Prince Duanji, and I would like to thank Gao Nu for coming here to tell me. Your Majesty, I will never forget Gao Nu, too..."

"Don't forget."

Suddenly being answered, Han Ruowei raised her head and saw Gao Wanxin smiling at her. The young female officer had bright eyes and a bright smile, which was still charming and charming. It is difficult to describe in calligraphy and painting:...

"There are more than 400 files outside Duanji Hall."

Han Ruowei immediately woke up from the beauty.

At an unprecedented speed.

"Takagozen?"

"I don't ask to be remembered by Academician Han. I only ask that Academician Han can lend me a few female officials who have the ability to read and decipher words to sort out these hundreds of files."

People? Where is there anyone?

The one who settled the accounts was the female accountant that Zhao Mingyin brought from her own weaving factory, and the ones who sorted out the account books were a group of literate female officials. They moved, stacked, and polished ink... all these things were done by the palace maids. If there were any female mice in the palace, they could

Even if you are literate, that female rat now has to pull out the account books in Duanji Hall!

Who can she lend Gao Wanxin to?

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

"Takagozen, I really don't have anyone available here! You

If you don’t mind, I will sort out the files for you after today’s shift.”

Listen to it, Dangtang, the co-organizer of the university, speaks in such pitiful terms.

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

"There is no need to belittle yourself, Bachelor Han. You assisted Bachelor Zhao in teaching the female officials. Everyone in the palace praised them. They all praised the people you taught not only for writing and calculation, but also for being meticulous and thoughtful in work. Your Majesty ordered me to lead the female officials to check the files related to women in Dali Temple this year.

, the result will be given within two or three days, and the car pulling the file is now outside Duanji Hall."

Han Ruowei covered her face and almost screamed to the sky to relieve the worries in her chest.

"Gao Yuqian, Duanji Palace must complete the five-year accounting books of Taipu Temple within one month..."

"I know, so I will only lend you ten people. You don't need to be good at arithmetic, just can read."

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

"Ten."

"Five."

Gao Wanxin raised her eyebrows: "Fifteen."

Han Ruowei looked at her fingers that were originally making six strokes: "..."

Isn't the negotiation between ten and three? Why did a section suddenly appear?

She looked at Gao Wanxin, and saw that Gao Wanxin's expression did not move at all: "Ten, return them in three days, and Bachelor Han will bargain with me again. I can only say that I want twenty people."

Han Ruowei: "...Okay, ten will be ten, return them in three days!"

Gao Wanxin nodded, watching Han Ruowei heartbrokenly order ten people to hand over to her.

She took these people and the clerk across the bridge over Taiye Pond and returned to the imperial city.

Only three of the ten people lent by Han Ruowei were female officers, and seven were only slightly literate palace maids. They were not very old. They had been serving in Xiyuan since they entered the palace. This was the first time they entered the imperial city.

Gao Wanxin walked in front, with her back straight and her steps slow and slow, leading the people all the way to Qianqing Palace.

She had just had lunch. Normally, this would be a rare leisure time for Shen Shiqing. She would either read a few pages of idle books or go out for a walk. Today she was reading a volume of "Old Tang Book" Biography of Women.

Walking into Nuan Pavilion, Gao Wanxin whispered:

"Your Majesty, there are ten female officials and maids on loan from Duanji Palace, and together with the available female officials from Qianqing Palace, there are thirty people in total."

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

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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

"Gao Nuguan, you are so learned and talented, have you ever read the biographies of women in the "Old Book of Tang"? I was seeing Shangguan, the wife of the Princess of Chu, having her nose and ears cut off in order not to get married, and she left not long after.

"

Gao Wanxin told the truth:

"Your Majesty, I have never read "The Biography of Women", no matter which dynasty or edition it was."

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

"It is said to be about loyalty and filial piety, but women often damage themselves and lose their lives, which I don't like. Just like this Shangguan family's story, when I read it, I would think in my heart, why do men not need to cut off their noses to show their ambitions after becoming widowed? Don't Speaking of being strict, as long as you take a few concubines and don't renew your relationship, thousands of years later, some people will think that this is a sign of loyalty, which makes the woman who had her nose cut off even more pitiful."

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

Gao Wanxin only smiled and said nothing.

In the afternoon, Shen Shiqing reviewed the memorial in the Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace.

Separated by several walls, Gao Wanxin and the maids and eunuchs were sorting out the files of Dali Temple.

In the Duanji Palace in Xiyuan after the Taiye Pond, the female officials and maids were busy.

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

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

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

Shen Shiqing stood aside and listened quietly for a moment, then suddenly asked Gao Wanxin:

"Mr. Gao, after listening to these many accusations, have you heard anything?"

With a gentle smile on her face, Gao Wan bowed to her:

"Wei Chen heard that if a woman does not want to remarry, it is better to cut her nose. Otherwise, when she is forced to remarry, it will also be her fault if she touches someone and hurts someone."

Unexpectedly, Gao Wanxin could connect the article in "Old Book of Tang" with the case she was reading now and gain something else. Shen Shiqing nodded after listening.

"You are partly right. If you hurt others, you will be punished and sent to prison. There will always be an end. If you hurt yourself, you will only get hypocritical sighs from some people. If you cater to this hypocrisy, it will be better than cutting off your nose. It may not make people feel better."

After saying that, Shen Shiqing also laughed.

In a distant cell, Zhao Surui sneezed...
Chapter completed!