After the Tyrant Dressed As a Woman Disguised As a Man

Gu Xiao was gone, but Qiao Qing didn't summon Wei Han right away. She did need a lot of talents, but she was not eager to such a degree.

For the rest, it is more appropriate for Gu Xiao to talk with Wei Han.

Gu Xiao debriefed his duties from the palace, and when he left the palace, he saw Wei Han standing there waiting.

His figure is thin, even wearing thick winter clothes, but still looks thin, like a green bamboo standing in the cold wind.

Wei Han was originally a scholar. Although he was hard-working in the army, he couldn't match Gu Xiao's talent, and he couldn't become the kind of muscular man.

Compared with the hardship in the southwest frontier, the bustling area of ​​the capital is more suitable for Wei Han, and there is more room for Wei Han to display it.

A little guilt was born in his heart, but thinking of the promise of the emperor, his heart settled down again.

No matter what happened, Wei Han will enter the court in the future, relying on his talents and learning, he will definitely be able to get ahead.

He walked over quickly and patted Wei Han's shoulder from behind: "It's freezing cold. You can go there first if you have agreed to my house or if there is no one to pick you up."

Wei Han's hometown is not in the capital, but in the south of the Yangtze River. It is less than seven or eight days away from here. They didn't know how long they could stay in the capital, plus the dirty things in Wei Han's house.

Before coming, Gu Xiao wrote a letter to his family, telling them that he would bring his friends back to live in the mansion. Wei Han brought his tokens with him and went straight back to the mansion.

Hearing Gu Xiao’s complaint, the coachman on the side turned his head, revealing a simple and weather-beaten face: "Master, I came to pick it up early in the morning at Madam’s instructions, but this Master Wei insisted on waiting here. I also persuaded him to be cold outside."

He was a slave, so naturally he couldn't be Wei Han's master.

Wei Han's eyes finally recovered from the towering palace: "The wind in the capital is not strong, I am not cold."

The frontier fortress is the most southwestern part of Qi, and there is no shelter outside the frontier. It will be bitterly cold in winter. Compared with the frontier fortress, the wind that blows the pedestrians on the road with their necks walking is just a younger brother in Beijing.

Thinking of the days when they were in the frontier fortress, Gu Xiao opened his mouth and rubbed his hands again: "You're not cold, I'm cold, all these guys are gone, let's go back, this point is just right, and you can still eat warm rice. Woolen cloth."

The emperor was very considerate at this time. These people had just hurried back and were struggling all the way. It was just when they needed a rest, they were able to sustain themselves, and Qiao Qing would not put the wind reception banquet today.

She really intends to be a less benevolent tyrant, but this tyranny is not aimed at ordinary people.

It is true that most of the generals are children of aristocratic families, but there are only a handful of people on the pyramid, and Qiao Qing wants these poor people who make up the majority to think about her.

Wei Han saw that Gu Xiao was worried, and without waiting for the other person to speak, he took the initiative to ask about the things in the palace: "What did you say to the new emperor? But he blamed you."

More than just a question, he was not only scolded for a long time, but also kicked heavily by the emperor! Fortunately, the emperor was a little white face. If his old man kicked with that strength, his knees might be broken.

Gu Xiao was about to complain, thinking that Wei Han would do something under the emperor in the future, he froze the words back.

"Your Majesty asked me to be a member of the Guard, and I agreed."

Wei Han breathed a sigh of relief: "Then your majesty is very fond of you."

Qiao Qing chose to talk to Gu Xiao first, just to respect his subordinate. Otherwise, relying on the identity of the emperor, he does not need to inform his subordinates at all to make arrangements.

Wei Han analyzed two sentences for Gu Xiao, and then listened to Gu Xiao said: "Your Majesty wants you." His voice was a bit wronged. After all, Xiao Han was his good partner, and it would be hard for anyone to be robbed and able to leave.

Wei Han:? ? ?

"What did you just say."

"I listened to your majesty. From now on I want you to go towards the position of the lieutenant."

The lieutenant in charge of the military and politics can't be appointed casually. Wei Han's qualifications, achievements, and family background are still far from that position.

Even if the emperor wanted to promote him, he had to make obvious deeds. When Wei Han climbs high enough, their Southwest army will benefit a lot.

After all, in the upper dynasty, those bad old men cry poor, and absolutely no one will say that they have a lot of money, everyone wants money, how much the emperor gives, and it doesn't depend on who is more arguing.

There is no one in Gu’s family in Beijing, and the current Taifu and Gu Xiao’s grandfather still have some old grievances. He hopes that Wei Han will have a good life so that many of their brothers can live a good life in the frontier fortress.

Speaking of Wei Han’s future, Gu Xiao finally had the enthusiasm: "Your Majesty told me that she intends to set up the Duzhi Shangshufu, and the Duzhi Shangshu will lead the four Cao, saying that you should start with the Duzhi Lieutenant..."

If you want to make money, you have to specialize it. Qiao Qing tried to sort out the accounts in Jiu Qing's hands. It was a super bad debt.

Compared with the system of three public officials and nine officials, the latter system must be more mature, and it is easier to have a clear division of labor.

But if you want to change the system rashly, the court will cause great turmoil, so one size fits all is impossible. She can only produce derivatives and slowly transition to the three provinces and six departments.

The most important checkpoint is money. The economic foundation determines the superstructure. She needs to hold the money in her hands.

Ancient science and technology were not developed enough. Although Qiao Qing is a future man, he is not a science and engineering student. It is impossible for you to let her build some aircraft and cannon.

She knows she will go through, and she doesn't know what glass soap and other manufacturing methods are.

But not being able to do this does not mean that she cannot invigorate the economy.

The three most important things for Qi State to be prosperous, one is population, one is cultivated land, and the other is the army.

In short, for these three things, if you want to develop well, you need a lot of money.

When Gu Xiao was saying those things to Wei Han, Qiao Qing was arguing with Taiwei, just to help the Shangshufu.

"I have already said that the Duzhi Shangshufu shall be opened and the money will be separated separately."

Duzhi Shangshufu is divided into Duzhi, Jinbu, Cangbu, and Qibu. As the name suggests, in charge of financial revenue and expenditure, the highest official is naturally the official secretary.

This matter Qiao Qing drafted the regulations a few days ago, and the emperor always had to toss a bit to show his sense of existence when the new official took office.

These courtiers were thrown on the inkstone by Qiao Qing several times, and several of them had their heads smashed. The most serious ones were still lying at home for a few days. No one objected to this terribly grumpy young emperor.

However, the department in charge of money is naturally the top priority. Basically, the positions listed by the emperor are all those who have relevant experience. The original three gongs and nine princes concurrently held these positions.

"The minister has no objection, but the person who is going to be the secretary of the secretary should be cautious. This Wei Han was born in a merchant, but is a small lieutenant. He has never heard of the talent of a general, how can he take on such a big task."

The scholar-officials of the Qi Dynasty value fame very much. If Wei Han was a very famous and secluded man, and the emperor asked him to go out of the mountain to be an official, then they would give him the position of prime minister.

"That's not okay, that's not okay. How many of the lists I mentioned? Did you tell me how many? In the Taiwei's mind, is it the emperor or you?"

The old Taiwei has gray hair and trembling figure: "The minister dare not."

"I don't think you dare to have anything!"

Qiao Qing looked very angry, put her hand on the inkstone on the case, and held it tightly in her hand.

"According to the Taifu, who is the most suitable candidate for this branch of Shangshu?"

"The old minister thinks Qiao Xuan is good."

The inkstone was smashed to the feet of the old lieutenant: "I can let Qiao Xuan be the secretary of this branch, but let Wei Han do the position of the lieutenant of the branch."

This time the old lieutenant did not insist and took a step back. Probably because he felt that Qiao Xuan was there, and the young emperor arranged for him to find no storm.

People in North Korea are sinister, if they have the will and power, it is not difficult to frame someone.

"Okay, just follow this." Qiao Qing seemed to feel that it was too troublesome to pull with Taiwei, and the two took a step back and made a compromise.

In fact, she wanted Wei Han to be the captain at the beginning, but she didn't unreasonably make trouble, and gave a higher position. How could these courtiers who love to wrestle with her agree.

Negotiation is like bargaining, and the reason is the same. Only when the price is raised, there is room for cutting.

She pressed her forehead and felt a little tired, and she still had to rest early today. After all, tomorrow she will be able to help the courtiers, and the day after that will be her enthronement ceremony.

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