Fu Hong, who was kneeling on the ground but hadn't gotten up yet, glanced at the two of them sideways and betrayed him before the battle. This was not what they said before entering the palace.
The prosperity of Nancheng will inevitably bring a large amount of tax money. If this money does not go into the national treasury, it will become the queen's private property.
Taking money from the treasury to build the country and taking money from the queen's private treasury are completely different things.
After leaving the imperial study room, Fu Hong stared at the two of them.
Hong Youyuan's eyes averted for a moment, "Master Fu, you saw the Emperor's attitude just now. He is clearly dedicated to protecting the Queen. If he continues to add insult to injury, it will not only be bad for us, but may also be blamed by the Emperor."
Qu Sichuan nodded in agreement, who could say otherwise.
Fu Hong turned back and stared at the door of the imperial study. What they said was actually correct, but there was only one empress in the harem, which would always be detrimental to the country. If the emperor was confused and did not tell him, it would also be very detrimental to the heirs of the emperor Yanmian.
But now that there is no empress dowager in the harem, if you want to persuade, you still have to go to court and apply pressure to hundreds of officials.
As soon as Hong Youyuan and Qu Sichuan stepped into the gate of the Ministry of Industry, they were surrounded by their colleagues.
They were all asking about the situation in Nancheng.
Hong Youyuan was so noisy that his ears hurt. He covered his ears and shouted, "Stop asking, please come one by one."
"Gah." The door was pushed open, and Wei Zhengxu, who was staying in the innermost room, walked out and scolded everyone, "Quiet, what do you look like? Do you think it's a market woman buying vegetables? It's so noisy. A man of letters.”
Everyone was silent and didn't dare to say anything.
"You two come in." Wei Zhengxu turned around and entered the room.
"How is the acceptance status of the cross-he dam?" Wei Zhengxu asked with a solemn face.
Hong Youyuan replied: "It is indestructible, the cement is hard and firm, and the dam is built high enough and thick enough. There will be no more floods across the river for a hundred years."
"How is the situation in Nancheng?"
Hong Youyuan and Qu Sichuan told Wei Zhengxu everything they saw and heard in Nancheng, and every word was full of praise.
At the end, the two of them also told Wei Zhengxu what happened in the imperial study.
Wei Zhengxu's eyes dimmed and he put one hand on the table, "I'm confused. The Queen has outstanding talents and is favored by the Emperor. You want to take away her fief? It would be strange if the Emperor doesn't reprimand you."
Hong Youyuan lowered his head and shook his head, "Xiaoguan originally thought that when the fiefdom was taken back, it would be the emperor's property, but how could he expect that the emperor would not agree to it."
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"My lord, it has been three months since the emperor ascended the throne. His heirs have withered away. For the sake of the national constitution, it is time to draft a draft." Fu Hong immediately went to find his superior after returning to Menxia Province, Wang Lun, the servant, suggested.
Wang Lun was sitting at his desk. Emperor Enke appointed him as the examiner this time. As a result, many colleagues came to see him these days, and some even came to his house. In desperation, Wang Lun had to stay in Menxia Province until dark. not going home.
Wang Lun looked up at Fu Hong and said, "After the imperial examination, someone will come to the court to report."
You Zhicheng and the officials from the Ministry of Revenue calculated the cost of building the capital, but they couldn't keep up with the calculation when they reached half of the calculation.
The amount of compensation to the people cannot be fixed.
So he went to Wei Zhengxu and asked: "Did the Queen say that if the people are compensated, should the compensation be based on the number of people in each family, or based on the size of the house?"
Wei Zhengxu pondered for a moment, "I didn't say it, but it must be based on the size of the house and the number of people. It's not fair."
"How much is the compensation per square foot?"
Wei Zhengxu was confused. He didn't know how much money he would pay per square foot.
Seeing his expression, You Zhicheng knew that Wei Zheng might not know.
"Forget it, I'd better go and ask the people, come up with a specific figure, and then report it to the Queen." If the compensation is too much, the emperor and the empress will suffer, but if the compensation is less, the people will definitely have complaints in their hearts.
You Zhicheng thought about it and stared at the northernmost Beixiang on the design map, where poor civilians and beggars were mixed. It was the focus of this renovation, and it was also the only place that could be completely demolished and rebuilt.
Main street wonton stall.
Man Qiu opened an umbrella in front of the table, and a cold wind began to blow. It seemed that the weather was going to change.
Man Dong: "Madam, let's go back after lunch. It would be bad if it rains and gets wet."
Wen Jinhe took a bite of the wontons. The soup was filled with chopped green onions and dried shrimps, which were particularly delicious. "There are no dark clouds in the sky. It won't rain for the time being, and I haven't done anything serious yet."
He Shi and Zhao Bi were sitting at the table next to them, guarding Wen Jinhe.
Although the princess has become a queen, she goes out of the palace very frequently. She doesn't care about her status as the mother of the country, and she still acts like before.
Man Dong asked puzzledly: "Madam, the Ministry of Works will handle the repairs and renovations. You don't actually need to go and see it in person."
Wen Jinhe raised his head and observed the people walking in front of him, "I have never been to North Alley before, so I won't be at ease unless I check it out on the spot."
Man Dong disagreed a little, "The North Alley is chaotic, full of people, and not very tidy."
It is true that few women of high status go to Beixiang.
"If we continue to mess up and steal more money, will it be as unsightly as the Nancheng in the past? We have seen mountains of corpses in Yuebei City. What does the North Alley mean?" The land price in the North Alley is the cheapest in the capital. Since the capital is to be rebuilt, of course I will not let it go. Pass.
After eating, the five of them headed towards Beixiang.
Looking at the brightly colored road on the ground, behind is dry loess with some gravel mixed in, while in front is a rotten land full of black silt.
If you step on it, you will definitely get some mud on it. The most important thing is that there is a faint smell on this road.
Wen Jinhe murmured to himself: "The dividing line is really clear."
Man Qiu slightly bent her knees and lifted up Wen Jinhe's skirt from the side.
When the white soles stepped on the wet mud, there was a sudden sound of the air carrying sewage being squeezed out instantly.
Wen Jinhe asked as he walked: "Are all the roads in Beixiang like this?"
Zhao Bi replied in a low voice: "No, it happened to rain yesterday, so it's usually hard."
Wen Jinhe observed the houses in the Western Zhou Dynasty and met almost no young adults along the way. They were all women carrying children on their backs, or old people with hunched shoulders and almost all their teeth.
"But that section was completely dry just now, and it is indeed wet here, which means that most of it is poor. The houses are too densely packed, and even the sun can't get in."
Although these people are simply dressed, they look good. From their figures, it can be seen that these people should be able to eat enough.
Along the way, everyone would look at Wen Jinhe and the others several times as they passed by.
In order to leave the palace, Wen Jinhe dressed up very simply, but no matter how simple it was, ordinary people could tell that their family was wealthy and they must not be from Beixiang.
A wooden sign for sale hung on the wooden door not far away. Wen Jinhe stepped forward and signaled Man Dong to knock on the door.
"What do you guys want?" The person who opened the door was a woman with her hair pulled back. She looked to be in her thirties.
