Song Xing'an seemed to have been hit hard by a wooden stick, and his whole body stagnated. The light and dark in his eyes kept changing, showing surprise, regret, and even a little ridiculous.
He stood up from his seat suddenly, so fast that he almost tripped over the chair made of pear wood. He slapped the palm of his left hand on the table hard, and the vibration lasted for a few seconds, "Why didn't I think of that? Why didn't I think of that?" Come to think of it, the other twelve cities in the north have similar geology to Nancheng, and they may also have coal mines. If they are mined, they will be a treasure trove. "
Song Xing'an's eyes were as bright as two miniature versions of the sun, and his gaze was so intense that Jian Shuyang couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. He slowly put down the bowl and swallowed all the porridge in his mouth, "Even if there is, it is still there." In other cities, does Brother Song still want to come to persuade them to let them go? "
songs We are also looking for people who mine ore. If we can find a gold or silver mine in Nancheng, it will be a great achievement. "
Thinking carefully about the records of the imperial court, no gold or silver mine has been discovered in the north. In the past, this place was barren and impoverished, and droughts, floods and floods occurred every year. The people had no time to delve into anything else except trying their best to keep themselves fed.
Jian Shuyang stared at Song Xing'an dumbfounded. He just said a joke in passing, so why did he bring up the idea of digging gold and silver mines? To say that Zhao Qianming is highly motivated, the person in front of him is not a freeloader. I also want to join the cabinet.
But you can try it. If you really find it, it will be a windfall. The most important thing is that this matter can be left to others to do without delaying what they are doing now.
"No problem. Not many people in Nancheng know this. It won't cost much money to hire them all at once." Jian Shuyang nodded and decided, with a hint of hope on his face.
After Song Xing'an hurriedly finished his breakfast, he immediately arranged for someone to do it, while Jian Shuyang went out to do other things.
The economic chief is different from the prefect. Song Xing'an spends most of his time in the government office to prevent people from going to the government office to beat drums and complain about their grievances. He wants to resolve the case.
As the chief economic officer, Jian Shuyang not only cultivates and maintains interpersonal relationships, but also makes regular unannounced visits to workshops in the city to understand their operations.
In the capital, newsboys carrying hundreds of thick newspapers on their arms shouted loudly on the street, "Sell newspapers, sell newspapers."
At Wen Jinhe's suggestion, the Ministry of Rites and the rice paper mill in the capital published a three-day newspaper, covering everything from court affairs to common people's gossip, as long as it was excellent and attractive.
Each newspaper costs two cents. We don't seek excessive profits, but we just want to spread what people in the world see and hear more smoothly.
Today is the thirteenth issue of the newspaper printing.
The entire New Taipei District is clearly printed on the front page, while on the right is a detailed introduction to the teaching staff of the two colleges.
Beidi Capital College has 78 candidates and 22 Jinshi. Among these Jinshi, 17 have served in the imperial court, and the principal is the former Imperial Master Su Qingli.
Li Junche sent a letter one after another to call back Su Qingli, who had returned to Shuonan City for retirement.
But this is not the most sensational thing. The most sensational thing is that the principal of another college, the Capital First Women's College, was announced in the newspaper to be the current empress Wen Jinhe.
Twenty-one exams, nineteen Jinshi, the most famous teachers in the entire Beidi Kingdom who were good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, both men and women, were invited to serve in the women's college.
The male students enrolled in Capital College must be between the ages of 1 and 20, while the Metropolitan No. 1 Women's College has made it clear that the female students enrolled in the college in the first three years are between the ages of 6 and 30. After three years, , the age will be changed to between Western and twenty years old, the same as Capital Academy.
The two colleges clearly stated in the newspaper that the annual enrollment number is 10,000. They need to study intensively in the college for three years. After the three years, there will be an exam. Only those who pass the exam can get the diploma. If they fail the exam, If you pass the exam, you can choose to drop out or continue studying until you get your diploma.
Classes start at half past midnight in the morning, take an hour's break at noon, and end classes at midnight in the evening, with five classes and two days off. Such a study schedule is not considered difficult for a scholar who has been raised since childhood.
And those course names that they can't understand are the most confusing. Isn't it just for the scientific examination that men study?
But one-third of the courses at Capital College have nothing to do with the imperial examination.
On the opening day of Capital College and Capital No. 1 Women's College, both ordinary people and dignitaries came to take a look with their children.
Considering the prestige of Su Qingli and Wen Jinhe, most people chose to sign up.
There is no scholar in the world who does not admire Su Qingli, and the women of Beidi Kingdom respect the Queen.
Wen Jinhe, who was seven months pregnant, looked at the student information of the Capital First Women's College. Although the tuition fees were very cheap, there were still very few ordinary people sending girls to school.
She deliberately relaxed the enrollment age for the first three years to thirty years old, hoping that married women would be willing to come to the college to study. However, there is not a single married woman among this class of students, let alone those over eighteen years old. .
"Don't read these things if you are feeling pregnant. There are so many subordinates in the academy, and you don't give them free money." Li Junche came over and took the book from Wen Jinhe's hand, and covered her belly and knees with a fox fur coat.
At this time, Wen Jinhe was already eight months pregnant. The imperial doctor said that she was pregnant with twins and was likely to give birth prematurely. As a result, Li Junche became even more frightened than Wen Jinhe and spent most of the day by her side.
Even when reviewing memorials, Wen Jinhe had to lie beside him and glance at him from time to time.
"I'm pregnant, not sick. Archer doesn't need to be so careful. I'm not glass. It will break if I smash it, and neither are they." Wen Jinhe touched her belly. She wondered whether Li Junche had prenatal depression. She had experienced this in the middle of the night several times. Li Junche was awakened by the nightmare, shouting for Jinhe and sweating profusely.
Li Junche held Wen Jinhe's hand and put her head into his arms, "You were worried about this and that before, but now you're not worried at all."
Wen Jinhe raised her chin and touched Li Junche's neck lightly, "That's because I feel at ease when you are by my side, and there is nothing wrong with being pregnant. Just imagine, in two months, there will be two A little baby who looks like you and me is born, he must be very handsome."
Li Junche saw Wen Jinhe looking forward with shining eyes, frowned, pinched Wen Jinhe's chin and raised it, "Who do you think is handsome?"
