When Jia Cong returned to the palace of Prince Yixiao.

Naturally, I told Jia She about a whipping technique used by the former Prime Minister Zhang.

He also said that the braided man with big fat oranges would be brought into his acres, and the fire consumption would be returned to the public, and the officials and gentry would receive the food together.

Jia She smiled and said: "Cong'er, do you want to reform the new policy?"

"I handed the sword back to you, dad."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Dad, you are not short of money and food."

Jia She said seriously: "Yes, dad is not short of money and food."

"However, the salaries of officials in the Chu Dynasty were extremely low."

"The annual salary of the county magistrate of Qipin Zhengyin is only forty-five taels of silver and forty-five hulum of rice."

"After Huo Hao returns to the government, how will these poor low-level officials support themselves?"

"Have you ever thought about it?"

After Jia She finished speaking, he looked at Jia Cong and smiled.

He wanted to know how far his precious son could think.

Jia Cong slapped his forehead hard!

"Nurture honest silver!"

When he started talking to Zhu Gui, he forgot about this.

After Big Fat Orange returned to the government in Huoxia, he also had a new policy: "Raising Honest Silver"!

Suddenly, he looked at Jia She blankly.

"Dad, have you ever thought about the New Deal?"

Otherwise, with Jia She's temperament, he would never notice the salary of a seventh-grade Zhima official.

He wouldn't say anything like slashing him with a big knife.

Jia She's smile suddenly became a bit sad.

"Yes, I have thought about it..."

"At that time, your second uncle got married not long ago, and everyone thought that he would be in charge soon."

"Not only me, but also your uncle, your grandfather, and uncles have all thought about it..."

The uncle of Jia Cong's maternal grandfather he was talking about at this time was of course the father and brother of Jia Lian's biological mother, Zhang.

Not Xu Bijiang.

Jia She looked out the window at the darkening night.

Then he said: "The whipping method you just mentioned is the top priority of our discussion."

"Everyone is divided into acres, fire and waste are returned to the public, and officials and gentry all pay for their food. We have all concluded..."

"It's just that, who knew what would happen later..."

"Decades have passed since this shelving..."

Jia Cong was full of admiration: "My second uncle was really powerful in the past..."

He had the help of later generations of TV series to be able to think of Big Fat Orange’s New Deal.

The former crown prince, Prince Yoshitaka, himself summed it up from a whipping method.

Which one is strong and which one is weak can be known at a glance.

Jia She smiled sadly.

"If your second uncle wasn't powerful, how could he be forced to death by your grandfather?"

Although he has already reconciled with the now confused and confused Emperor Yongtai.

It can also be regarded as a loving father and a filial son.

But when it comes to the hateful things from back then, it still feels like a lump in my throat.

Jia Cong patted the back of Jia She's hand.

"Every time grandpa talks about his second uncle now, he always says that he is away from home offering sacrifices to heaven."

"Perhaps, in his heart, he cannot face the tragedy of killing his second uncle calmly..."

Jia She sighed deeply.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this."

"Tomorrow I'll go and talk to your Uncle Jiu and the teacher to have a breather."

"Lest the few you hired go to the cabinet and touch the ashes of Guo Yinghe Fang's two sticks."

"As for respecting uncle, you don't have to worry."

"These things have been in his mind for decades..."

Jia Cong said: "Understood!"

Jia She suddenly smiled sadly and said: "Hey, there will be a stick in the cabinet tomorrow who can't stand it..."

Jia Cong touched the hairs on his arms.

Shouted: "Dad! Don't laugh like that!"

"So scary, so scary!"

Every time Jia She smiles like this, someone is bound to suffer!

The next day.

Jia Cong first went to the Hanlin Academy to show off.

Throw a lot of information into Ji Xiaolan's check-in room.

Peipianpidian ran to ask Yang Haoran for leave.

Yang Haoran looked at him funny: "That Ji Xiaolan will soon become your exclusive editor, right?"

Jia Cong chuckled: "Uncle, I have specialties in the art."

"He is much more knowledgeable than me about chronicling books."

Yang Haoran said: "Tell me, what are you going to do when you ask for leave this time?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Enter the palace and meet Uncle Jiu and your father, Grandpa Yang!"

Yang Haoran burst into laughter.

"Don't say that my uncle didn't remind you, today it's your uncle who teaches Chengmin how to read."

"Be beaten carefully!"

Jia Cong said with a smile: "Thank you, Master, for your advice. When I enter the palace, I will go to Qinzheng Hall instead of Yuqing Palace."

"Definitely not to be beaten!"

Saying that, he ran away in a flash.

Yang Haoran looked at his back and just smiled.

It seems that this child really cannot be trapped in the Hanlin Academy.

After Jia Cong entered the palace, he went straight to Qinzheng Hall.

The New Deal reform is a big deal.

The cabinet received instructions from Zhu Gui and others and also came to see Emperor Tianxi.

It is impossible to make unauthorized claims.

In the Qinzheng Palace.

At this time, there are many talents gathered together.

Jia She and the four major cabinet ministers, Zhu Gui, Wang Jie and Liu Yong were all there.

Even Xu Bijiang, the Japanese Imperial Master, is here.

Tu Yao sat behind the desk next to the throne, listening and recording at the same time.

When Jia Cong saw Xu Bijiang, he inevitably felt a little guilty and did not plan to go in.

Hidden outside the window and eavesdropped quietly.

Not wanting to be seen by Emperor Tianxi again, he smiled and said, "Cong'er, what are you doing hiding outside the window?"

"Come in yet!"

Jia Cong had no choice but to walk into Qinzheng Hall with a smile.

First, I bowed to Emperor Tianxi.
To be continued...