I don't think I'll survive this year

After Yang Wentong made a fuss, Feng Wu finally had no choice but to bite the bullet and beg Ji Huaizhi to come.After all, the finalization of the mausoleum drawings has been delayed for several months. If this obsession really continues, the day when the construction will start is really far away.

……

Inside Chengming Hall.

Ji Huaizhi looked at Yang Wentong, who automatically and spontaneously groped for his seat as soon as he came in, looking at the sky and the earth, but didn't look at him, and his head hurt even more, "Feng Shangshu has left me here to cry for a month...you How old are you, can't you save me some snacks?!"

Yang Wentong snorted lightly, "If he does as I say, he'll be... asking for trouble."

"If you follow your method, we can be buried together directly!" Ji Huai felt that he was just messing around.

Even though he knew that what Ji Huaizhi said was angry, after Yang Wentong heard it, his heartbeat still couldn't stop beating much faster. Worried that Ji Huaizhi would see something, he turned his head with a stiff face.

Seeing his performance, Ji Huaizhi thought that the other party was annoyed again.But at this moment, he himself was also angry, and he had no intention of coaxing him, so he snorted coldly, then lowered his head and picked up the booklet to read.

These two people didn't speak, so the servants in the main hall naturally didn't dare to make any movement, and it was so quiet for a while that made people panic.

Ji Huaizhi felt that he was a bit of a backer, and he could pull out the blueprints of the mausoleum with just a swipe... People build tombs when they are alive. There was nothing I could do about him, so I had to beg him again and again.

Ji Huaizhi looked at the paperwork and drawings submitted by Feng Wu, and slapped the things on the table with a dark face, "Just follow this repair! If you don't want to, just go to your Yang family ancestor's grave and bury it honestly!"

Hearing Ji Huaizhi's tone, Yang Wentong knew that this person was probably very angry, and knowing that there would be no result if he continued to quarrel, he pouted his lips in the end, and turned his eyes to the blueprint on the table like a respectful person.

It was still a bit far from his idea, but he also knew in his heart that this should be the limit he could strive for, so he gave a rather dissatisfied "tsk" before reluctantly said: "...that's all."

Hearing his reluctant tone, Ji Huai was almost amused, and waved his hands impatiently to chase people away: "Go, go! Don't do serious work, but hold on to some invisible things. I think you just have nothing to do. Getting sick...Chang Si is also right, why is he messing around with you this time?!"

Bullshit?

Yang Wentong sneered, this person didn't even dare to mention it, so he just pointed at him as the first bird.

"...Coward."

After finishing speaking, he felt that he was no better than Chen Changsi in clinging to these things after death, so his face darkened, and he walked out with a dark face.

Ji Huaizhi didn't hear Yang Wentong's ridicule, but his gloomy expression could still be seen. Seeing Yang Wentong strode out, he couldn't help but sighed deeply, then turned to Li Fu and asked, "Where are the two of them?" What's the matter?" Naturally, it was Yang Wentong and Chen Changsi who asked.

He remembered that in the first few years, the relationship between the two was quite good... I don't know when it started, but the atmosphere between the two was weird, with a faint sense of tit for tat.

Li Fu's heart trembled when he was asked this question, and he didn't dare to think deeply, so he forced a smile and said, "General Yang and Chen Shoufu have different temperaments, they have worked together for a long time, and there are some conflicts... However, The two lords are both well-measured people, and they will definitely not affect the government and society, so your Majesty can rest assured."

Ji Huai straightened his lips: Chen Changsi has his sense of proportion, but... Yang Wentong... If he had his sense of proportion, there would be no one in this world without his sense of proportion.

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Women's studies, women's examinations, female officials... step by step to test the past. Although the resistance is as expected, the progress is very gratifying.

Although Ji Huaizhi has been the emperor for a long time, he has always been in a state of passing by. It is the first time that he has worked so hard to plan something.

——But thinking about doing more now, Ji Yaohua will have less hindrances in the future, he is full of motivation and doesn't feel irritable at all...

……

The spring sun is just right, and it shines warmly through the window.

In the Chengming Hall, Ji Huaizhi was sitting in front of the imperial case, drawing instructions on the notebook with a pen.And on the lower left side of him, another small table was set up. Ji Yaohua, who was eight years old at the time, was sitting behind the table, writing this with a serious face. The almost simultaneous movements of the big and the small made Cheng Ming There was an exceptionally harmonious atmosphere in the hall.

However, the silence of the room was quickly interrupted by a voice, "His Majesty, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, Feng Wu, please see me."

This person was originally summoned by Ji Huaizhi, and when he heard the report, Ji Huaizhi nodded and signaled the little eunuch to announce him, and raised his hand to put away the folded paper on the table.

Seeing his movements, Ji Yaohua imitated his example, and also put away the copybook in front of him that was copied as a copybook.Seeing this, Ji Huai couldn't help showing some amusing expressions on his face, and said softly: "Cui Shilang's notebook is all old Huangli from many years ago, it doesn't matter if people see it...you can continue."

Ji Yaohua nodded obediently, unfolded the book again, and then wrote her words.

Feng Wu was led into the palace by the little eunuch, and when he saw Ji Yaohua sitting upright on Ji Huai's head, there was no surprise on his face, and he saluted as usual: "Minister Feng Wu, see Your Majesty, Your Highness the Princess."

Ji Huai raised his voice and yelled "Get up", and Ji Yaohua beside him also nodded slightly with a good posture.

Li Fu had already presented a stack of thick files, and Ji Huaizhi flipped through the files casually, and said to Feng Wu: "The writing here is too detailed...just tell me, this 'Si'er What is the current state of plow promotion?"

Feng Wu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with a stiff smile: "...Reporting to Your Majesty, this 'Si'er plow' is really labor-saving, easy to learn, and easy to implement. Kuaiji and Danyang have tried it out last year. However, the number of people renting this plow has more than tripled this year. According to reports from the prefects of the two places, almost everyone has used it... In other states in the south of the Yangtze River, the number of people renting this plow has increased by [-]% more than expected..."

While listening to him, Ji Huaizhi looked at the dossier in his hand, and when he turned a page, his hand froze.Feng Wu raised his eyes and saw the page Ji Huaizhi left on, stopped talking in a hurry, and explained to Ji Huaizhi: "A few days ago, Cao Si changed this 'Sierli' again, saying that it would be easier to turn around. This picture is the revised style... If Your Majesty has any doubts, you might as well call Cao Si to tell you..."

Ji Huaizhi twitched his eyes, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, just let him make a few prototypes first, and you can report it after the test results."

Cao Si is indeed worthy of his systematic evaluation as a "skilled craftsman". Ji Huaizhi assigned him to the Ministry of Industry within two years, and Dawei's agricultural machinery has been changed several times.

But... this man is amazing, but when he sees him, his head is covered with cold sweat and his whole body trembles, not to mention just talking, it's a great luck not to pass by.

——They had dinner together back then...there was no such problem back then.

After Ji Huai called him several times, he found that it was really difficult to communicate, so he had to work hard for Master Feng to act as a mouthpiece between the two of them and report related matters on his behalf.

This time I asked Feng Wu to come here to ask about the promotion of "Sierli" this year. Feng Wu was very familiar with the matter, and he was quick to explain it, so he retired in a short while.

It's just that when he quit, he still couldn't help but glance at Ji Yaohua at the side: His Majesty has encouraged women to participate in political affairs over the years, and it is rare to forcefully suppress all voices of opposition; when dealing with government affairs, he always It is to bring Ji Yaohua by my side, and there is no intention of avoiding it... This is to pave the way for the princess...

He couldn't help sighing in his heart: God is really... such a rare enlightened master like His Majesty today, why doesn't he have a son?

……

After Feng Wu left, the Chengming Palace returned to silence, but after a while there was another commotion at the gate of the palace.

This is already within the scope of the previous dynasty, not to mention the noise, the people in the palace usually do their sweeping movements deliberately lightly.Ji Huai frowned, looked up at Li Fu, and motioned him to go out and see what happened.

Not long after, Li Fu brought in a little eunuch who was out of breath.As soon as the little eunuch entered the palace gate, he knelt down on the ground and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the empress is happy!"

Ji Huai was stunned for a moment, but Ji Yaohua who was on the side reacted first, "I'm going to see the queen mother..." Before he finished speaking, people had already rushed out of the hall.

Ji Huaizhi had no choice but to exhort loudly in her fading voice: "Be careful! Don't fall."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ji Yaohua's stature shorten and he seemed to stagger.

Ji Huai shook his head and laughed, "...this child."

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However, the atmosphere in Kunde Hall was not as happy as imagined, but rather more serious.

The people in the palace had almost retreated, and the rest were a few confidantes who served closely on weekdays, and there was a hint of worry on their faces.

Zhao Yuan had a smile on her face, and said to the Imperial Physician Zhou who came to take the pulse: "Master Zhou has been in the Imperial Hospital for more than half of his life. What should be said and what should not be said, I don't need to mention it, I think the Lord knows clearly Tight." Although she had a smile on her face, her eyes were full of cold warning.

Doctor Zhou was sweating on his forehead, but his throat was a little dry. He paused for a while, but couldn't help persuading him in a low voice: "Why are you doing this? Even if you can't keep this baby, there will always be a future..."

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but wryly smiled, and shook her head slowly—in the future, in the future, where does she have "the future"?

Since Ji Yaohua was born, she had waited eight full years for this second child, and now she is getting older every day...but there is no second eight years for her to wait.

She stared down at the ground for a while, and after a long time, she slowly opened her mouth and repeated her previous words, "No matter what, this child... must be kept."

Imperial Physician Zhou's face turned pale for a moment, but finally he kowtowed deeply and said, "I will do my best."