The machine speed room is under the control of the prime minister, and the court officials take turns to take charge of it, which shows its importance.

The planners meet with important ministers of the country every day, and all they discuss are confidential matters.

Everyone can imagine that if Li Xia is allowed to enter the Privy Council, he will swing back and forth between Wu Qian and Rao Huchen at any time.

"I think it is inappropriate, and the library positions must be filled with scholars. Although the official position is not high, the planning and consultation officer has to consult a large number of documents. Dr. Taichang is often appointed as the official. There is no old example of the local commander-in-chief serving concurrently."

The reason is not important, what is important is that there is a reason.

Zhao Yun then looked at Li Xia and said, "Did you hear that?"

"I would like to resign from being sent by Commander Shu."

Zhao Yun laughed, raised his hand and pointed, saying: "You are still young and don't study, how can you do it? I still hope to use you as my chief minister in the future."

"I am terrified."

"Don't be afraid." Zhao Yun showed approval and said: "Shi Jun said that there are still some shortcomings in your garrison in Hanzhong. For example, you only need to build the Baohui Canal first, cultivate a number of fertile fields, recruit the refugees, and pay them with work.

Rent the land and build the Liubian Weir. This step-by-step process can attract more refugees to return home, and can also divide the money and grain earned in Hanzhong into five years of expenses..."

Li Xia listened carefully, nodded in agreement, and benefited a lot.

It was his first time to govern such a large place in Hanzhong, and he had few civil servants, so he must have done a very poor job.

The general direction is correct, but too many problems will inevitably arise.

The reason why Han Qi'an kept urging him with the account books every day was because Li Xia didn't know how to arrange things.

The word "dispatch" is too detailed. It only refers to acres of land. The annual output of land in Shanyang and Shanyin is very different. How to distribute it to satisfy the people depends on the regulations.

Li Xia had to learn all the details from scratch, and like other civil servants, he divided a penny into ten cents to do things.

Zhao Yun then kept talking about Li Xia for a long time.

If he only discusses political affairs in documents, this emperor can be said to be extremely knowledgeable about politics.

"Shi Jun has listed more than 70 mistakes and omissions in your administration, large and small." Zhao Yun finally said: "But I think that what you did is not bad, but the details are slightly inappropriate and you are immature."

"I feel ashamed to have placed such great trust in Your Majesty."

"No, you are still young. I have high hopes for you and regard you as a prime minister. Let's do this... Since you don't want to be idle in Lin'an reporting on your duties, you don't have to go to Taixue to study.

Someone will teach you."

"I thank your Majesty for your kindness."

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Li Xia knew that this was Wu Qian's handiwork.

For a loyal and capable minister like Shi Jun, it was never difficult to guess his position. At first glance, it seemed that Wu Qian could not be persuaded and started to use tricks.

At this point, the attitudes of all parties towards him have gradually been settled.

Zhao Yun wanted to keep him in Lin'an and raise him, but only waited for Jiang Wanli to stabilize Sichuan and Shu;

Zhao Yurui wants to kill him, and with the establishment of the crown prince, his murderous intention will become more intense;

Jia Sidao wanted to use him as a knife to cut off the evils of the Song Dynasty;

Wu Qian wanted him to sneak away, study, and rebuild his loyalty to the country.

No one wanted him to return to Sichuan.

But it doesn't matter, tonight's exchange has dispelled part of the officials' wariness... After all, Li Xia wants to stay in Lin'an.

After some more planning, there are just a few final steps left.

Li Xia then turned around and glanced at Yan Rong sitting there.

Yan Rong never spoke, but she seemed to have been looking at Li Xia.

Therefore, as soon as his eyes fell over, she discovered it.

She lowered her head, picked up the golden cup, took a sip, then put it down again, gently twirling the golden cup with her fingers.

The golden cup was turned around, showing a little rouge.

Even this rouge had a sense of coquettishness. It was gently shaken and pointed in one direction...
Chapter completed!