Quickly wear "I am the empress"

At the end of the first year of the Qiyuan era, the world-shaking case of the Kong family massacre was closed.

Because the Kong family was the only powerful family in Shandong Dusi, they had offended many people over the years, so most of the noble families in Shandong Dusi united and colluded with the rebels to destroy the Kong family in one fell swoop...

Kong Zhenyun was obviously not satisfied with the result he got after investigating for such a long time. He didn't believe that those people from Shandong Dusi dared to touch his Kong family.

Seeing that Kong Zhenyun was dissatisfied with his investigation results, Wei Zhongxian snorted coldly, "Sir Kong, are you questioning the Jinyiwei's ability to handle the case?"

"Your Kong family wasn't destroyed by those people, so could it be that our family was destroyed?"

After saying that, Wei Zhongxian shook his head speechlessly and looked at Kong Zhenyun as if she were a fool.

Although those aristocratic families were not the culprits in the destruction of the Kong family, they were indeed the ones who gave Kong Zhenyun the sterilizing drug.

The sterilization drug has been given, isn't it just to make the Kong family extinct? Isn't this also to wipe out the entire Kong family? He is right, right?

Because the Kong family still had a good reputation, after Wei Zhongxian found out the murderer, he quickly investigated and dealt with those aristocratic families, hoping to give an explanation to the world as soon as possible.

At the same time, large quantities of gold, silver, and jewelry seized from the houses of those aristocratic families were also transported to the capital.

Seeing that the national treasury was becoming more and more full, Zhiyu was satisfied. As expected, the best way to fill the national treasury was never to increase taxes, but to confiscate property.

In this way, she was satisfied, the people were satisfied, and as for those whose homes were confiscated... it didn't matter whether they were satisfied or not.

In the spring of the second year of Qiyuan, Zhiyu ordered the trial planting of corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc. on the poor land in the suburbs of Beijing.

In early summer, Zhiyu received a letter from the border.

The letter said that Huang Taiji had resolved the internal conflicts of the Later Jin Dynasty and had long been firmly on the throne. He was now preparing to mobilize all the forces of the Later Jin Dynasty to attack the Ming Dynasty.

Zhiyu was well prepared for this. Usually, in the imperial study, what she did most, besides reviewing memorials, was writing historical stories...

It is a historical story written before the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, when the Central Plains was unified by the Yuan Dynasty.

She just couldn't believe that even with so many touching historical stories being told to storytellers, those storytellers still couldn't inspire the bloodiness of the people of the Ming Dynasty...

Ministry of Industry.

Zhiyu walked around among the group of craftsmen, but couldn't find the person she was looking for.

Just when she thought Zhu Youxiao was not here, a familiar figure in the corner made her stop.

"Brother Royal?"

Zhiyu took a few steps forward and looked at a dark-skinned craftsman with some uncertainty.

Hearing Zhiyu's voice, Zhu Youxiao, who was doing carpentry work, stopped what he was doing, smiled at Zhiyu, revealing his white teeth.

"Eighth sister, why are you here?"

Seeing Zhu Youxiao, who had changed so much in just a few months, Zhiyu couldn't bear to look at him. When did the handsome Zhu Youxiao become a farmer's boy?

"I'm coming to find you."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Youjian stood up, casually brushed off the sawdust on his body, and said to Zhiyu, "What's the matter? Let's go to the living room and talk."

As he said this, Zhu Youxiao said hello to the craftsmen who were concentrating on the work beside him, and left with Zhiyu.

In the reception room, Zhu Youxiao hurriedly said to Zhiyu, "Eighth sister, if you have anything to say, please tell me now. We are making an important tool and I can't delay for too long."

Seeing that Zhu Youxiao was devoted to his carpentry work, Zhiyu nodded and took out a few drawings from his sleeve.

"Brother, see if you can make this."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Youxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and reached out to take the drawing handed to him by Zhiyu. He didn't know what book his imperial sister found inspiration from, but every drawing she drew was a masterpiece.