"After leaving, how can I discuss countermeasures with Han Xiang? That old fox is a talent. If he claims to be sick and takes leave, I will not make any mistakes with him. I didn't expect him to tell his old man and return to his hometown.

   Jiang Chan was holding a writing brush, and from time to time he wrote two pens on the memorial, while talking lightly to Qingzhu in his mouth.

   "What are these things? I have written so much in a long form, and the central meaning can be summed up in two sentences." Snapped a memorial together, and Jiang Chan put it aside.

   Today is the first day that she officially went to the Imperial Study Room to process the documents. She read more than ten memorials in a row, all of which were long nonsense. The rhetoric was extraordinarily gorgeous, and the central meaning had to be refined by herself.

   picked up a blank memorial on one side, Jiang Chan brushed a few lines, and then put it aside. It is not so easy to listen to politics under the curtain, so the first step is to start with the writing of this memorial.

   Jiang Chan listed the requirements for writing official documents for later generations, and plans to get them to the court for distribution tomorrow.

   "Niangniang, it's time to pass on food." Qingzhu bent over and said in Jiang Chan's ear. It has been two hours since Niangniang entered the Imperial Study, and it was time for dinner.

   "Be lighter, don't have too many dishes, and cut the expenses in the palace." Jiang Chan put down the Zhubi and said a few words casually.

   "The servant girl knows, so I'm ordering to go down."

   The green bamboo is not surprising, since the death of the first emperor, the empress dowager’s meal has been this requirement.

   After taking a few bites in a hurry, the busy man Xu Gonggong came to report back: "Niang Niang, An Guo Gong, British Gong, Zhen Guo Gong, Hang Da Ren and other generals are waiting outside the royal study room."

   Jiang Chan put down his chopsticks: "Announce them to come in, Qingzhu, bring the Aijia private library."

   Qingzhu bowed: "Niang Niang, this is not a small amount, if it is used..."

   Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "It's okay, you will always earn it back after you spend it."

  In the imperial study room, Anguo and a few old generals were standing there, watching Jiang Chan walk around from behind the screen, and hurriedly got up to meet him.

   Jiang Chan raised his hand: "No need to be so polite."

"An Guogong, Xiliang is in a hurry. You will set off immediately after you order the soldiers. This is the private storehouse of the Aijia. It should be enough for the soldiers' military salary for one month. The rest of the Aijia will be sent to the border within ten days. "

   Anguo blinked the tears in his eyes: "Thank you, Niang Niang, for her kindness."

   Jiang Chan smiled slightly: "The soldiers are very fast. If it is delayed for a day, the border does not know how many people will die. Those are all living lives."

   Several military commanders also saluted Jiang Chan: "Thank you for the empress dowager's compassion."

   Listening to Jiang Chan discussing important matters with the adults, Qingzhu went out lightly, and he and Xu Gonggong were guarding outside the imperial study room. As long as the military commanders in the DPRK are pulled over, and then they can face Han Xiang, they will have a chance of winning.

   After half an hour, the generals left one by one, and Anguo deliberately stayed until the end.

   Looking at Jiang Chan sitting behind the desk, Anguo sighed: "The lady is too sudden at the court today."

   He was also taken aback by Jiang Chan's hand, and without breathing with him in advance, he could take advantage of the situation and unite with a few generals, so as not to be isolated and helpless in the court.

   Jiang Chan took a sip of tea briefly: "Father worrying about you, I did it deliberately. I have always been a warrior. No matter how much I can put the destiny of a country on a little girl."

   "It's not easy for her to live on her own. Where can she go outside to suffer this hardship? No matter how rich Xiliang is, she still can't compare to our Central Plains."

"It's the same thing. In this case, the marriage will only bring shame." An Guogong nodded, if he had defeated the marriage, the princess would be in a better situation in Xiliang, but if the situation changed. It is purely to be underestimated by marriage.

   "I know that you are a sensible father, but it is a pity that these civil servants can do nothing but play tricks." Jiang Chan imitated the character of the original owner and said something casually.

   In front of his parents, the original owner is more lively and speaks a little bit openly. This is of course because of the love of her parents, allowing her to be free to be herself.

   "It's okay for the mother to have success in her heart, and the old minister retire first." Anguo stood up: "If the mother feels lonely, you might as well recruit a few official tickets to accompany your mother."

   Jiang Chan nodded: "Thank you for your father's reminder, I know what to do."

   Anguo is still clever. It's a pity that the little prince is still young. If he is a little older, she can match him with a few playmates, afraid that the officials will not be obedient?

   Thinking about these, Jiang Chan continued to bury his head in the memorial. These officials, really used her as a decoration, what were the things that were delivered to her?

   There are no real facts at all. Almost all memorials are the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Industry, but there are none at all. But even if the memorial sent to him is drawn again, Jiang Chan has to patiently read it and make an annotation.

   If you don’t watch this, there will only be fewer and fewer memorials in the future. Speaking of the Ministry of Engineering, Jiang Chan has a lot of money-making ideas in his mind, but he can't make any money at the moment.

   Thinking, Jiang Chan casually wrote a few sentences at the bottom of the memorial. She provided ideas, depending on whether the talented craftsmen of the Ministry of Engineering could make them.

News in the harem spread very quickly. Soon, the news that the empress dowager used her private library to issue military salaries to soldiers expedition to Xiliang spread throughout the capital~www.wuxiamtl.com~ naturally everyone in the harem didn’t know. , No one knows.

   In the evening, Jiang Chan finally managed to deal with the piles of memorials, Qingzhu came in to report, saying that the two princesses were waiting outside the royal study room and seemed to want to report something.

   Jiang Chan put down the Zhubi: "Announce them to come in."

   Zhao Runbing and Zhao Runqing walked in. The two little girls were holding a small box in their hands, and they looked a little cautious.

   "I have seen the Empress Dowager, Empress Wanan."

   "Why are you coming to find the Ai's family?" Seeing the two of them in a little confusion, Jiang Chan took the lead to ask, with a very soft tone. Both of them looked like frightened birds, and she couldn't scare people anymore.

   Older Zhao Runbing bit his lip, "I heard that the empress has used her private bank to pay for the soldiers, and Runbing also wants to do his little work. This is the silver that Runbing has accumulated over the years."

   Runqing Shengsheng said: "Runqing also wants to donate military salaries to the soldiers. Runqing can don't need beaded jewelry and replace them with silver for the soldiers."

   Qingzhu handed the two small boxes to Jiang Chan. Jiang Chan glanced at him and said, “The Ai family would like to thank the soldiers and the two princesses for their kindness. You can do this, and the Ai family is very pleased.”

  

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