Changzhi's eyes were deep, and the bedroom was very quiet for a moment. Changzhi smiled, "You don't want to know very much. I'll tell you now, why no one answered?"

Lord Shi's heart was beating pounding. He could feel the blood flowing rapidly. His hands in his sleeves were slightly clenched and he smiled and said, "Sir, jokingly, sir, I'm only responsible for the chief examiner."

Chang Zhi, "It's not just for the main examination. I heard that the people of Sichuan Province are outstanding and powerful, so I came here to see it in advance, but I didn't disappoint me."

Lord Shi's heartbeat was accelerating. He never underestimated Zhou Changzhi. There was something obvious in his words, "I heard what I mean by the Lord, have you seen it?"

"Not only did I gain knowledge but also opened my eyes. Some people are so brave, and some are so cruel. Are these explanations enough? Do I need my official to say in detail?"

Lord Shi felt like a knife fell to the ground on his head, and his heart gradually calmed down. He swept all the tails he should have swept, and was sure that no evidence would be found. After thinking about it, he said with ease: "No need, I will cooperate with Lord."

Chang Zhi tsk in his heart. After investigating for so long, the evidence belonging to this person is the most difficult to investigate. He is so honest and honest that he is too dirty in secret. "Okay."

An Er felt the most guilty. When he thought of his eldest son, Yu Guang couldn't help but look at his younger brother. Seeing his younger brother nodding, An Er was relieved. So what if Lord Zhou investigated? He was dead back then, and it was not clear that he had been able to find out after so many years.

Ding Jue stood aside and felt chilled. Even if he sorted out the evidence, it was still hard to believe that the innocent prefect who was called by the people was so unintentional. Look at their expressions, haha.

Lord Shi and others left, Chang Zhi said: "I'm going to open it now, and I'll check it tomorrow."

Ding Jue, “Yes.”

Changzhi sneered, "Since they are so idle, they will be busy for me."

Ding Jue pursed his lips, "Sir, will the victims be given the fame and honor after the case is closed?"

"nature."

Chang Zhi sighed in his heart, and he still told Ding Jue that he still told him.

Time flipped, and a few days later, a new issue of newspapers in the capital came out. The first page was the court affairs, and Zhuoya sponsored poor students to occupy the front page. The article was written by Rong Enqing.

After reading Zhulan, "This newspaper Zhuoya will rely on the future."

Li was a little envious, "Miss Zhuo not only went to the newspaper, but was also praised. I was envious of it when I saw it. I would have known it if I had known it."

Zhao answered, "Sister-in-law, you wouldn't have been so high-profile if you had known."

The Zhou Hou Mansion involves too many people's nerves.

Li smiled, "Indeed, I'm too high-profile about our family."

She now looks at the problem from her own perspective. She is the prince’s wife and has to take responsibility.

Su Xuan put down the newspaper in her hand, "Mom, is the account ready?"

Zhulan, "I have already selected it. These fourteen people not only look at the test results, but also interviewed one by one."

Li pointed to the last date of the article, "Mom, can a poor girl sign up for school in one month, which means that the college expansion will be over in one month?"

Zhulan nodded, "Yes."

The Ministry of Revenue provides money with pleasure, the Ministry of Workers has money in hand, and the labor force is cheap. Even if it is not mechanized, it is very fast to recruit more people, and it will change dramatically in a few days.

Li asked, "Mom, the newspaper will send a lot of money to donate. Should our Marquis' Mansion donate some money to support students?"

Zhulan shook her head, "No."

Her every move is so representative. With the precedent of Zhuoya donating half of her dowry, she doesn't want to change her taste in the end.

As Zhulan thought, many people paid attention to her after reading the newspaper, and some people asked someone to ask her, Zhulan also expressed her attitude, "This is all based on personal wishes."

Many people in the capital feel at ease, fearing that they will be forced to donate money in the end.

Zhuo Ya, the first donor, was in dire straits and was faced with great controversy, especially Zhuo Ya for the woman.

The pedantic people were annoyed that she was restless. Some people said she was stupid. The Duke of Yong'an was even more angry. It was because Zhuoya had never discussed it with the Duke of Guo's Mansion, and some people kept asking if the female family in the Duke of Guo's Mansion had too many dowry and had no place to spend it?

There were indeed many people who donated money. In ancient times, merchants had a low status and it was difficult to get a good reputation, so merchants wanted to donate money to gain a good reputation.

Some people are really kind, but officials donate very little. Donating too much is not easy to explain the source of money, and donating less is controversial.

However, they did not want to be looked down upon by the people, so they finally proposed that the court set up awards for outstanding students, either silver or items.

Zhulan thought in vain and muttered to Rong Chuan, "Come on, I don't need to mention it."

Rong Chuan smiled, "This time, it's a great deal. The emperor asked me to draft a charter. In the future, not only students of the college, but also those certified by the government schools and government agencies will enjoy awards."

Zhulan, “set a few more awards.”

Rong Chuan said: "I think so too."

Zhulan said again: "The merchants are really big, no less than a thousand taels."

"The country's economy is developing well, and merchants are indeed rich. I have collected a lot of money now."

Zhulan lowered her voice, "Fortunately, this money is independent, otherwise I will wait."

Sooner or later, some people can't help but take action, don't expect corrupt officials to have more conscience.

Rong Chuan naturally knew, "I heard from the emperor that the Ministry of Rites will expand officials, and the imperial examination will end next year and select some people to join the Ministry of Rites."

Zhulan understood in seconds, "This is to cultivate talents for the future branch!"

Rong Chuan smiled, "Mom, it's a pity that you are not a man."

Zhulan raised her eyebrows, "I'm pretty good now."

Rong Chuan thought it was true, so what if my mother was a woman? Now she not only did she do the job, but also published books. The articles she wrote from time to time are also very popular, but unfortunately, my mother often wrote them.

At the Beijing Restaurant, Minghui accompanied his younger brother Mingjing out. Mingjing waited for the dishes to be delivered. He couldn't wait to taste them with chopsticks, "Well, the taste is indeed good, no wonder it became a signature dish in a short time."

Minghui looked at the dishes on the table and felt so painful, "You have lost your monthly money this month!"

Ming Jing felt sorry for the purse for a second, and then continued to taste the food, "So my brother treats you today."

Minghui, “…no money.”

Mingjing didn't believe it, "Where did your money go?"

Minghui, "The flowers are gone."

When Mingjing saw that his brother didn't lie to him, she widened her eyes, "What have you bought? I didn't see what items you added?"

Minghui was angry, "Are you still staring at me every day?"

Ming Jing felt guilty and then stretched out his fat finger, "Brother, you have no money, you would have said it would have been a long time since I told you to have a meal. I would have invited a few sisters if I had known!"

Minghui pulled out his sleeve from his fat hand, "Oh, I'll pay the money if you treat me?"

Ming Jing had a fat face and was very innocent, "Who told me to be my younger brother!"

Minghui stretched out his hand and rubbed his brother's fat face desperately, "Well, his face is indeed thick enough."

Mingjing was a little nervous and couldn't help but go to see her close servant. Seeing the servant shake her head, Mingjing looked bitter, "Brother, I really have no money. How do you pay the bill for this meal?"

As he said that, it didn't delay his eating speed, well, it's delicious.
Chapter completed!