A thousand female officers?

As soon as His Majesty said this, everyone in Qianqing Palace fell silent.

Zhao Mingyin, who was blushing and thinking of snatching someone away from her nephew, was a little sluggish. It was already the twelfth lunar month, and the spring of next year would only be two months later. Two months later, no, including the distance, three months. After that, they will have a thousand female officials available?

A thousand! A thousand! In the past, female officials in the palace were selected every three years, and only one or two hundred people could finally enter the palace. If you want to have a thousand female officials, you have to wait for more than ten or twenty years, but now there are three Will I be able to see people every month?

Zhao Mingyin raised her head and felt that she could not understand her nephew more and more. At first, she thought that he was occasionally crazy and had to do something different from his predecessors. Naturally, she was willing to take this opportunity to help the world. When a woman sings, she lets people know that whatever a woman wants to do, even if it is a matter of state, can be accomplished. But ever since she became the bachelor of Duanji Palace, she felt as if there was a burning fire behind her. , urging her, forcing her, and protecting her.

That ball of fire seemed to be her nephew.

Shen Shiqing didn't care about their surprise and silence. She wrote the outline of the imperial edict and handed it to Gao Wanxin who was standing aside.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then said to Gao Wanxin:

"Send an edict to the cabinet and ask them to draw up regulations."

"First, every province in the world must have female officials enter the palace. Let them divide the thousand people into quotas for each province. This also lays the framework for the future female imperial examination. The more remote the place, the more necessary it is to select a full quota of female officials. What doesn't happen is that the academic officials in each province are not doing well.

"Secondly, now that the national treasury is richer than before, these female officials have to pay special attention to their writing expenses, transportation to Beijing, and food and accommodation expenses."

"Third, since there are so many people required, it is not considered a formal imperial examination. Talents must be eclectic. Of course, those who are good at poetry and classics are all required. Those who are good at arithmetic, astronomy, and martial arts are also required. If there are Those who are good at weaving, farming, and breeding are also wanted.

"Fourth, there must be dedicated personnel to do this. Send dedicated personnel to various places to inspect this matter... Xu Gongling, can you still dispatch more than a dozen people? Since we are selecting female officials, naturally we have to let female officials inspect it."

Xu Gongling had been lowering her head and quietly listening to His Majesty's arrangements. When she was suddenly called, she raised her head, and after a moment she said with a wry smile:

"Your Majesty, to be honest, if there is any woman in the palace who is literate and leisurely, it is the Queen."

"Queen." Shen Shiqing supported her chin with one hand, leaned on the desk and thought for a while, "Let the queen leave the palace..."

Seeing that His Majesty actually seemed to have plans to let the Queen go out for inspection, the mature and prudent Xu Gongling almost lost his temper:

"Your Majesty, I suddenly thought that in fact, there are many knowledgeable people in the official posts of each government. Due to their status, they will not compete with the common people to become female officials. But the official rank itself is already a status, so it is better to let them take care of the internal affairs. The study room and the girls’ school.”

This is a good idea. Shen Shiqing nodded:

"The Queen has to come forward in this matter. I will discuss it with her later."

Seeing that His Majesty did not want the Queen to leave the palace, Xu Gongling could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

When she walked out of Qianqing Palace, she touched her forehead. Under her official hat, she had a lot more white hair.

She has had a much harder time in the past few months than before. Just like some female officials complained, in the past, managing classics and copying documents, a pair of shoes could not wear out for several months, but now a new pair of shoes wears out in less than a month. It's no longer the same.

These female officials in the deep palace were decorated as soon as they entered the palace, and then sealed among the pavilions and pavilions, as if they were just another decoration among the towering palaces. Now, they are worn on the feet. Running around, they stumbled and bumped into each other. Naturally, they no longer had the leisure and elegance of before, but instead felt a lot more embarrassed and tired.

But they are shoes, and since they are shoes, who doesn’t want to walk a longer distance?

Looking up into the distance, he saw a few crows flying by. Xu Gongling was dizzy with all the tedious business in his head, but he couldn't help but think:

Those places where crows can fly out of the palace, now we women can also go.

Several female officials have left

, Shen Shiqing looked at Yiji standing on one side:

"Why did you come back to the palace? How about Wu Chongmin?"

Yiji quickly replied:

"Going back to your Majesty, Wu Chongmin was assassinated on his way back to the city from the military camp. He happened to be rescued by someone from Jinyiwei. Now he is in Jinyiwei's guardhouse. A famous doctor specializing in trauma has been invited to see the assassin. Although Wu Qianhu was not injured, the big tendons of his right arm were severed with a sharp blade, and the entire arm was probably disabled."

"Assassination? It happens to be at this time?"

Yiji stood at the bottom, his tone as gentle as ever, and a little frightened:

"Yes, this slave also thought it was a coincidence. He rode on horseback and tried to catch up with the assassin, but in the end he was unable to do so."

"Then you can see clearly what that person looks like."

Yiji quickly knelt on the ground:

"This slave is ashamed."

After saying that, he lowered his head and looked like he was confessing his guilt.

After a while, someone’s voice came from behind the case:

"What you mean is that the perpetrator not only seriously injured Wu Chongmin, but he also had superb equestrian skills and was able to escape safely. He was also very good at hiding his face, so that no one could see his face clearly from the beginning to the end."

It was as if a gust of wind was climbing up the chicken's back. Where no one could see him, he closed his eyes and opened them again:

"Your Majesty, it's true."

"Could such a person be a knight-errant seeking revenge because of Wu Chongmin's misbehavior, or... a private soldier raised by a high-ranking family?"

Hearing the emperor's question, Yiji pretended to think and then replied:

"Going back to the Emperor, I thought about this matter all the way back to the palace. With the assassin's ability, he should be a privately raised retainer of a wealthy family. He used such methods to hurt people without killing them. It was mostly for the purpose of warning. Wu Chongmin, if he forces Wu Chongmin to withdraw from the Zuo Sentinel Camp, most of the people who would do this are because they have some disagreements with him due to things such as receiving empty pay."

At this time, Shen Shiqing had lowered her head and read the memorial again, but said with a smile:

"It's rare that you think so much."

A chicken prostrated on the ground: "My slave is not doing things well, please punish me!"

"What should I punish you for? That Wu Chongmin wasted no time on human life and was greedy for military pay. I asked you to look at him but not to protect him. He deserved it when his arm was broken. What can I punish you for?"

Shen Shiqing raised her head again and looked at the extremely submissive eunuch, the Chief of Ceremonies, and her heart moved.

"Yi Ji, you have been visiting Ms. Shen every day these days. How do you think the people around her treat her?"

His Majesty suddenly changed the subject, which made Yiji, who had a ghost in his heart, even more frightened. He calmed down a little, and then said in a normal tone:

"Returning to your Majesty, I am just a slave myself. I only feel that Madam Shen is a well-mannered servant, with equal emphasis on kindness and power, and her servants are also loyal."

With a calm face, only Yiji himself knew that sweat was slowly flowing down his back.

The water reached halfway and was wiped away with a handkerchief. Looking at the slightly pink color on it, Tunan put on his underwear without caring.

Peifeng, who was applying the medicine to her, frowned when he saw this:

"You should be careful not to open any more wounds."

"Nothing." Tunan combed her hair, picked up the wooden comb and combed it again, "I have to rush back to Yanjing before it gets dark."

After all, they grew up together. Peifeng couldn't bear her running around with injuries, so he advised her:

"Let's rest one night at Zhuangzi."

"No, the girl has entrusted me with the affairs of the house, how can I not go back? You have guarded the village outside, and I have guarded the house inside. When the girl comes back, we will have fulfilled our duty."

"I've always been unable to convince you." Peifeng sighed and took out another box, "By the way, a merchant from the south sent a letter this morning."

Tunan picked up the letter and opened it. There were just a few greetings on the letter. Tunan didn't care. She turned the letter over and looked carefully at the delicate willow-leaf-like patterns on the back of the letter. After a moment, she smiled:

"Cuiyun will return to Yanjing soon."

"Cuiyun?"

Peifeng stood up quickly:

"It has been four months since you sent the letter. She is finally back."

"Yes, I'm finally back." Tunan smiled, "I just hope she won't be scared when she sees our girl."

It is still unclear whether Chuiyun, who has always been relied on by Shen Shiqing, will be frightened by their current "girl". Xu Gongling, who had only been relieved for less than half a day in Xiyuanli, is now almost frightened to death.

"If you want to be an inspector, I think I can do it, but I'm afraid others may not think so."

After hearing "Zhao Surui" tell her to leave the palace, Lin Miaozhen slapped the book in her hand on the table and stopped reading. She wished she could just get wings and fly out of the palace:

"I don't want any Queen's honor guard. If you give me an imperial edict and a token, I can go by myself and I will be able to get everything done."

Seeing her look, Shen Shiqing, who was sitting on the couch, not only laughed, but picked up the "Book of the Later Han Dynasty" she was reading and started reading it herself. While reading, she said:

"My good sister, be careful what you say, don't scare Xu Gong Ling out of harm's way."

Xu Gongling is almost losing his mind!

Looking at the Empress, who was already preparing to go out with her hands on her hips, and then at His Majesty the Emperor, who had a light smile on his face and was blindly conniving, she suddenly felt sympathy for the three pavilions who were said to be losing their hair, suffering from hemorrhoids, or drinking tea every day.

old.

She, Xu Xuan, was a widow when she was young and entered the palace when she was middle-aged. She thought that she would not be disturbed by her children and grandchildren in her life. How could she have imagined that at such an age, the two emperors and empresses whom she had watched grow up would actually become one.

To the naughty kid!

She, she, she!

"If the Queen Mother leaves the palace so easily, not to mention the heated discussions in the court, I'm afraid the ministers will not be able to explain it to the Queen Mother alone..."

As a queen, the first duty is to honor the queen mother and manage the harem. If these two things are abandoned, what kind of queen can the queen be?!

As soon as Xu Gongling carried out the Queen Mother, Lin Miaozhen was a little hesitant.

Shen Shiqing said slowly while reading: "It's not difficult at all. Let's just say that the queen has caught wind and cold and has to rest in Xiyuan for a while. As long as my sister can come back in time for the Chinese New Year, the matter can be covered up. After the Chinese New Year, my sister will come back again.

You can go out if you want, just don't delay the selection of female officers."

Lin Miaozhen looked at "Zhao Surui".

Surprised and delighted: "Your Majesty, do you really want me to go?"

"I've already mentioned it. Of course I'm not joking." Shen Shiqing raised her head and looked at Lin Miaozhen from the book with smiling eyes, who was several times more alive than before. "Sister, what I said before has always been Counting."

After Zhao Suqian died, what he left to Lin Miaozhen was definitely not just the palace wall, the cold moon and wine.

What Lin Miaozhen uses to commemorate him can also be the footprints that cover thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

As if it was the first time that "Zhao Su Rui" asked him to take him out of the palace to play, Lin Miaozhen stared blankly at the young emperor in front of her for a long time. After a while, she said:
Chapter completed!