Jiang Han sat on a chair, holding the hot tea brewed by Siqi in his hand. He slowly took a sip of the hot tea, and then asked: "Miss Wang called me over, what's the important matter?"

Through the screen, I could see the person inside placing the book on the table and sitting upright slightly. The graceful curve made Jiang Han's heart beat slightly faster.

"I heard that today Wang Yuan gathered a crowd to cause trouble in front of Duke Wei's Mansion, and you just happened to write an article about disaster relief, triggering Confucianism and Taoism." The voice of the woman behind the screen was cold, like a clear spring stirring rocks, and it was pleasant to the ear.

Jiang Han said: "On a whim, I boldly wrote it. I didn't want my humble work to reach Miss Wang's ears."

He is quite modest... Princess Ning Yue pondered slightly.

"I want to read that article about repressing the country."

Jiang Han thought to himself that Miss Wang from the Duke of Qin's Palace might have fallen in love with my article? He immediately said: "This is easy, I will pick it up and send it to the Duke of Qin's Palace when I get back."

The woman behind the screen was silent for a moment: "Let's forget it."

Why forget it? Jiang Han looked at the graceful figure behind the screen blankly.

"You seem to know a lot about disaster relief. I have a question to ask you. Can you answer it?" Princess Ningyue asked thoughtfully.

No, I don't understand, I just stole the wisdom of future generations... Jiang Han said: "Of course, Miss Wang, please ask."

"The prince divided the victims into several groups and sent them to various states for disaster relief. What do you think?" Princess Ning Yue asked.

Jiang Han became more and more curious, why is this Miss Wang so curious about disaster relief?

If an ordinary woman has heard of her own literary name, shouldn’t she ask about poetry? How to ask about disaster relief?

Jiang Han pondered: "From Jiang's point of view, on the surface this move seems to be the best of both worlds, but in fact it has great disadvantages and may cause public outrage!"

Aroused public outrage? Princess Ningyue's eyes narrowed slightly and asked: "Why did it arouse public outrage?"

Jiang Han said: "Yunzhou is about a thousand miles away from Kyoto. These victims rushed here. I don't know how many people died of starvation and freezing on the way. They fled to the capital of Daxia, hoping to find a place to stay. If the victims are driven to other state capitals, what will happen to them?"

Criticizing the disaster victims will inevitably lead to public resentment. This is one of them!"

Princess Ning Yue straightened her back slightly and listened attentively: "What about the second one?"

"Secondly, it is winter now, and the weather in Kyoto is cold. The victims are short of clothes and have little ability to withstand the severe cold. Now if they travel thousands of miles to other prefectures, there will inevitably be a large number of casualties, and less than 23% of them may survive." Jiang

Han stood up with his tea cup.

"Thirdly, even if twenty-three out of ten of them escape to the states, the state officials may not sincerely accept these victims. The people of the states will definitely reject them. Even if these victims survive, they will still be ostracized. Then the public resentment will become even more intense. Wang

Girl, think about it, even Kyoto doesn’t accept these victims, but drives them to other places, how should these victims feel?"

At this moment, Princess Ningyue actually felt like she was being taught by her husband when she was a child. This feeling had never happened to her since she became an adult.

"Of course, there are still some minor issues."

Jiang Han put down his tea cup and said: "Although the imperial court will open a shed to share the porridge, there will definitely be merchants mixed in to share the rice porridge. Even though the imperial court will distribute food relief, the effect will be minimal."

Princess Ning Yue frowned slightly. She was not the kind of princess who didn't distinguish between grains and grains. She knew that such things were very common.

Often when rice grains are being distributed in local areas, businessmen will mix in and take away the rice grains, but the victims who need rice grains are not given any.

Although the government is aware of this phenomenon, there is no way to stop it.

Because those who fish in troubled waters are not only businessmen, but also local people who have no worries about food and clothing. The law does not punish everyone.

"It's exactly what Mr. Ning said." Princess Ning Yue straightened her posture and accepted the teachings humbly: "I wonder what you can do, Sir?"

Jiang Han smiled and said: "Of course there is a way, and it is very simple. As long as the rice is mixed with gravel, it can be ensured that only the victims receive the rice."

Princess Ning Yue suddenly realized it, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly: "Sir, you are smart! You have learned a lesson."

Jiang Han smiled: "Ms. Wang praised me, but Jiang Han is just picking on others."

"The wisdom of picking up people's teeth?"

"Well, Jiang Han read these from a book before."

"What book?" Princess Ningyue was very curious.

"A blue book, I forgot the name." Jiang Han rambled casually.

Princess Ning Yue did not hesitate about what book it was, and said: "I heard that there is a demon problem in Yunzhou in the north. Your Majesty intends to appoint a great scholar from Taixue Academy to go north to quell the demon. What do you think, sir?"

Jiang Han shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm just an enlightened boy, what can I say?"

Princess Ning Yue stopped asking. After a few casual remarks, Siqi stopped adding tea. Jiang Han knew it was time to leave, so he stood up and said, "Miss Wang, Jiang has something to do. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

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"Sir, walk slowly. Play chess and see the guests off."

Princess Ningyue said behind the screen.

After leaving the tea pavilion, Jiang Han said: "Sister, can I ask you a question?"

Si Qi smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Sir, whatever you want to ask, Si Qi will definitely tell you if you know it... Oh, there's no need to ask my lady's name!"

Jiang Han said calmly: "Of course I'm not asking about this. I want to ask, where does your young lady rank in the Duke of Qin's palace?"

Si Qi thought for a moment and said, "She is the eldest daughter."

Jiang Han sneered in his heart, "Young man, didn't you ask me to ask?" I'll find someone to ask the name of the eldest lady of the Duke of Qin's palace later.

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In the evening, Jiang Han returned to Duke Wei's mansion for dinner. The dinner table was filled with an atmosphere of joy, and there were even a few more dishes.

Jiang Han's article on subjugating the country can be said to have made Duke Wei feel proud and proud!

Weren't you civil servants very capable before?

Haven't you always bullied military generals for being uneducated?

As a result, I didn’t see a single Zhenguo article!

On the contrary, our Duke Wei can easily write an article to protect the country. Are you envious or jealous?

The whole family sat together happily, it was very warm.

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Feng put down his chopsticks, coughed twice, attracting the family's attention, and said, "There is something I want to tell you. From today on, I will give up martial arts, follow literature, and practice Confucianism!"

"puff!"

Jiang Han spit out the rice in his mouth.

"ha……"

Jiang Qingyan covered her lips and suppressed a smile.

Jiang Zhensheng looked at his eldest son with an expression as if he was looking at a fool.

The eldest lady frowned, glared at Jiang Han with disgust, and then asked, "Why did you give up martial arts and follow literature?"

"The great scholar Chu Jingzhi took a fancy to me and asked me to be his disciple."

Jiang Feng said lightly: "I'm thinking that learning martial arts can't protect the Duke Wei's palace. Only learning literature can get ahead! From today on, I will give up martial arts and follow literature and practice Confucianism!"

Jiang Feng's eyes flashed with determination, as if he was about to do something big.

"Tomorrow, I will go to Taixue Academy to find Chu Jingzhi to become my disciple."

Jiang Han couldn't help but grinned and said: "Brother, have you ever thought about the possibility that Chu Daru may have misjudged this."

Jiang Qingyan glared at Jiang Han and said angrily: "Second brother, that's too much! How can you say that!"

Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Qingyan with emotion. She was better than her third sister, who was just a caring little cotton-padded jacket. She couldn't have this second brother!

Jiang Qingyan continued: "Chu Daru is obviously blind."
Chapter completed!