Ashima thought for a while and said, "It's not an urgent matter, but it cannot be done."

Then he said: "Only front-line confrontation, domestic stability, if so..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped.

Zhao Dongting looked at her with a funny look, "There are only you and I and I have a dog here, so I just say it's okay."

"The Emperor of Heaven Shu Ashima is disrespectful."

Ashima said again: "Ashima thought Wen Jieyuan said well. According to the poetry meeting that day, the scholars of the Song Dynasty did not feel much urgency. I think this should be the case among the people. They believed that the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty were invincible, so they placed all their hopes on the imperial guards. If the imperial guards failed... Then the great Song Dynasty, wouldn't it be..."

"I know these."

Zhao Dongting sighed softly: "Now the people of the Song Dynasty are like flowers in greenhouses, and the soldiers are the gardeners guarding the flower gardens. If the gardener is gone, these flowers... will inevitably wither soon."

A look of doubt appeared on Ashima's pretty face, "Prince, what is a greenhouse?"

...

Zhao Dongting did not explain to Ashima what a greenhouse is, but just nodded to Li Goudan and asked Li Goudan to teach Ashima.

After spending time, he deeply realized what "100,000 Whys" is.

Ashima is.

If she explains to her what a greenhouse is, she will definitely ask the bottom line about greenhouse planting.

After suffering two "hardships" in this headache, he handed it over to Li Goudan.

Li Goudan has been with him for such a long time, and is even more of his "disciple". He is knowledgeable and has a strong memory. Now in the Song Dynasty, he is second only to Zhao Dongting. It is more than enough to answer Ashima's questions.

While the two men, one big and one small, were whispering, Zhao Dongting just buried his head on the desk and lowered his head and wrote something.

Wen Qingshu, who left the imperial study room, returned home in a daze.

She didn't expect that the emperor would not agree to her proposal.

However, the emperor said it was correct. If the court raised funds from the people, it would only make the people panic and the gain would not be worth the loss.

But what can I do?

"Shu'er."

Wen Qingshu had just walked to the door of his mansion when he saw his father and mother waiting for him at the door.

It was her father who just called out.

In Wenyuan, where he served as the prefect of Changsha.

As the prefect of Changsha, the official rank in Wenyuan is of course not low. However, in Changsha it is nothing.

Their Wen family's mansions are only located in the inner city and cannot be lined up to the Zicheng, let alone the street in front of the palace.

Wen Qingshu looked up, "Father..."

Wenyuan hurried to her and asked, "The emperor suddenly announced that you would go, what's wrong?"

Because Zhao Dongting enfeoffed all the power to various provinces and ministries, ordinary things were nothing to do. Therefore, even he, the prefect of Changsha, had never been praised by Zhao Dongting.

Wen Qingshu followed Wen Yuanli and others into the mansion, and slowly told his father about the process of entering the palace to meet the saint.

Wen Yuan had a deep look of relief in his eyes, "You should be proud of your actions for the country and the people, and for your father. Only your vision... the Lord's decision is right."

Wen Qingshu bit his lip, "Then what way do we scholars have to contribute to the country?"

Wenyuan sighed, "Let's get a Jinshi first. When you enter the court and become an official, you will always have the opportunity to contribute to the country. In fact, no matter what your identity is, just do your best. Look at our Wen family, there are cooks, servants, and the prefect of the father. You can't expect the chef to be an official in the court like a father, but who can deny the meaning of the existence of a chef?"

Wen Qingshu thought about something.

Finally, I realized something and said sadly: "It's my daughter who considers herself very high..."

Wen Yuanli instantly understood that Wen Qingshu was thinking about it, and he was so stubborn that he quickly wanted to say something.

But at this moment, a sharp shout sounded from outside the door, "Changsha Jieyuan Wen Qing's letter received the order..."

The Wen family members who were walking into the mansion were slightly stunned, and hurriedly turned back and ran towards the door of the mansion.

Everyone fell to the ground.

The eunuch holding the imperial edict smiled and said, "The emperor of the Heavenly Congyun decree said, "Changsha Jieyuan Wenqing's letter..."

The entire imperial edict is filled with hundreds of words.

Among them, the focus is on Wen Qingshu's busy work for fundraising.

In the end, it ended with the conferred letter of Wen Qing as the viscount.

The entire Wen family, including Wen Qingshu, was confused.

Since the emperor dismissed the nobles left behind before the court, although the nobles no longer had hereditary privileges, there were only a few nobles in the entire court.

Although Wen Qingshu was Jie Yuan, he was just a student, not a court official. Being named viscount like this was really earth-shaking.

Not to mention her father Wenyuan, there are still many who have not been awarded titles among the ministers in the court.

Such titles have really been a great cause since the Emperor came to power.

"Wen Jieyuan, why don't you accept the order?"
Chapter completed!