The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, and then felt relieved. Yang's ability to manage Zhuangzi so well shows Yang's ability. When he recalled the orphan's class, he thought of this, and his hand turned his beads again.

Zhulan signaled Qingxue to bring the account book, and put a box of account books on the open space. With the sound of unboxing, it was a thick account book.

Zhulan pointed to the account book and said, "The account book that Mr. Liu wants to read is all here, please."

Mr. Liu's eyes were dull for a moment, and there were too many of them.

The emperor spoke, "Your dear account book is in front of you, don't be dazed."

Mr. Liu took a deep breath and wanted to find someone to help him watch it. However, Mr. Wen stared at the tea leaves in the tea cup and didn't look up. The other adults were chatting, but they just didn't look at him anyway.

Mr. Liu stretched out his hand and picked up a book. The accounts in the account book became clear and clear. He was quite serious in finding faults. As he read more and more, Mr. Liu looked up at Yang from time to time, "Hao Zhou has given instructions on keeping the account?"

Zhulan answered simply, "No, the Marquis's mind is all about errands, and he has no extra energy to help me."

This is the truth. Shuren faced the account book every day. When she returned home, she just wanted to relax and rest, and she didn't need to help. Shuren had never intervened.

Mr. Liu was frightened and picked up a few more books to read. This time, he read faster and faster. He held his fingertips of the account book and tried a little harder, and finally stopped reading it. "The old lady's account is clear, and I admire it."

Zhulan raised her eyebrows, so she was all old foxes. She had face when she needed it, but had no face when she didn't need it. She admired her openly, and Mr. Liu found a way out for herself.

Zhulan was modest, "I just remember the accounts better."

The prince just read a few books and raised his head to remain silent. The old lady was really modest.

The emperor said at this time, "The old lady does not need to be humble. What I see today is all the surprises of the old lady's contribution. I feel a lot today. I donate ten thousand taels of silver to the children in private, hoping that the children can achieve success in their studies."

The money donated is used for education, not for food.

Zhulan was worried about buying silver for pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Without the emperor's donation, she was about to sell livestock. "My wife thanked the emperor for the children."

The biggest expense of Zhuangzi now is not food, but pen, ink, paper and ink. Now there is money.

The prince's heart thrust, and his father's intention was to bleed, so he was going to bleed. Who told him to be the prince, "donate 5,000 taels of silver."

The purse that had finally bulged was shrunken again.

Mr. Liu and others realized that the only source of the emperor brought them here, and they donated 1,000 taels each with pain.

Zhulan calculated the 23,000 taels of silver, and her tone was too sincere, "Thank you all, sir."

She felt a little regretful that there were fewer officials coming today.

After seeing off the emperor and his party, Zhulan also took a carriage back to Beijing.

When he arrived at home, the money had been sent to the mansion. Li took it, "Mom, a total of 23,000 taels."

Zhulan took out a thousand taels and handed it to the boss, "Leave it to the manager of Zhuangzi to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstone."

The remaining money cannot be used for orphans in the capital, and some of the states must be sent. This is not much for a penny of 23,000 taels.

The emperor took the prince and others out of the capital to see the orphans, and it had already spread in the capital. The next day, Zhulan heard a lot of news about her, all of which were positive remarks.

Zhulan knew it in her mind. The emperor was pushing her behind the scenes, but there were not many remarks about her, but more about the learning of Zhuangzi orphans.

There are too many rumors, which naturally makes people curious. As a result, they go out of Beijing to check in in three or three, but unfortunately they can't enter Zhuangzi.

Zhulan has gained benefits and has a better reputation. She will talk about her alone, rather than talking about Zhou Shuren and her.

On this day, Zhulan was selecting materials in the mansion and preparing new clothes for the New Year. Qingxue heard the girl’s report and stepped forward and said, “The prince sent the news back. Some juren jointly wanted to go to the village to see the children’s studies. They didn’t believe the rumors and wanted to see them.”

Zhulan continued to look through the material, "Since someone must take the lead in the joint signature, what can the prince say?"

Qingxue continued: "Mr. Du's head is brought by him."

Zhulan paused and then sneered. She thought that the Duke of Yong'an would take the lead, but she didn't have the courage at all. She shook her head. She had been ignored for many years, but the Duke of Gong itself did not realize that they had already lost their most important courage.

Qingxue saw the old lady shook her head, "Old lady, the prince's servant is still waiting outside."

Zhulan replied, "There is nothing shameful about Zhuangzi. Since they want to see it, let them see it, but they are not allowed to disturb the children's studies. Once they enter Zhuangzi, they must follow the rules. Whoever breaks the rules will be asked to go out."

Li and Qingxue retreated, "Mom, these juren won't cause any trouble, right?"

Zhulan selected the materials and signaled the mother to take them down. "They dare not cause trouble if they want to participate in the spring exam next year. They went to the village to be more than just curious."

Li was puzzled, "What's the point?"

Zhulan wiped his hands and said, "For the sake of the emperor, they want to see what the emperor cares about in the Zhuangzi, and want to explore some useful things from it and prepare for next year's spring exam."

Li, “So that’s it.”

Zhulan laughed, "It's enough to win the brain."

Of course, there are also those who study hard, and even if they win, they will not be reused.

The emperor prefers people who can do things rather than those who study hard. This time, the emperor will pay attention to whoever takes the lead, not to mention that Mr. Du is the cousin of the third prince.

Zhuangzi, Mr. Zhou was drinking tea and waiting for his mother's reply. It was quite cold outside. Mr. Zhou invited everyone to enter the doorman to avoid the freezing of anyone.

Boss Zhou is the prince of the Marquis's mansion and the next marquis. Everyone dare not act rashly, even Mr. Du is very honest.

Boss Zhou held the stove without saying anything. He noticed someone sneaking at him, and looked over at him, then closed his eyes.

Ji Deming's heart was tight. His understanding of the prince of the Marquis's family was that the prince was very blessed. He had a few good sons and had a good father. He didn't have much ability to inherit the position of the council. However, when he was in contact, the other party's words were silent and he calmed them down for a few words. He glanced at him just now, but he didn't dare to look at each other. He felt a sense of oppression.

Boss Zhou didn't know that Ji Deming had so many psychological activities. He was the future Marquis of Zhou. He had already had his own momentum. This confidence was given by the Marquis' Mansion. Over time, no one dared to underestimate it.

The servant came back on a horse and entered the house. "The old lady said she could go to the village, but she was not allowed to disturb the children's studies. Everything should be done according to the rules."

Boss Zhou laughed and stood up, "Please everyone."

Mr. Du hurriedly replied to the gift, "I'm sorry, the prince."

Boss Zhou took the lead, "No trouble."

Zhou Hou Mansion and Ran’s family sent a post. Zhulan looked through the post twice and confirmed that it was correct. She then put down the post. "The eldest princess actually lived in Ran’s mansion and invited Yudie and others to have tea."
Chapter completed!