"Okay, then let's help me handle it together. In addition, I booked a flight to New York tomorrow morning, but now I have no tickets. Can you make it in time?"
"Of course, I will book the ticket immediately and ensure that I will be waiting for you in the lobby while you are still waiting for your luggage to come out of the carousel."
As an Asian economic powerhouse that wants to join the European and American system but has been unable to do so, Singapore naturally has a lot of flights to the United States.
So Lewis immediately checked several adjacent flights based on Chen Ye's time and booked a ticket half an hour later than Chen Ye's.
"Then let's talk about your commission."
Chen Ye and Luvis continued to talk for a while, going through the process of running in the United States and finding a well-known lawyer for Chen Ye to popularize relevant laws.
By the time he saw off Lovis, it was already night in Singapore. Chen Ye yawned and realized that the time was exactly eleven o'clock.
"Singapore is not bad. There is no time difference. Tomorrow there will be a time difference from the United States. Do you want to stay up late tonight?"
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March 8, Forbidden City.
Before it was time to go to court, a group of vendors outside the imperial city were selling breakfast.
Although there are usually less than a hundred people attending court, the number of attendants who take them to work can be doubled. These attendants wait outside the imperial city and naturally consume, which attracts more people to set up stalls and create a snack
street.
At this moment, some ministers were eating bean soup or various cakes in a slightly cleaner shop, chatting about what to talk about today, without paying any attention to the fact that there was a small black square hanging on each of these stalls.
"Hey, Li Shangshu said yesterday that he would open warehouses to release grain. This should lower the price of grain in the capital, right?"
"Can't you? I heard that the Duke of Guo collected a lot of grain some time ago. Now that the grain has increased sharply, will they be willing to lose money?"
"You don't know. I heard that Prince Shao Zhan is working for his uncle. He runs a rice shop. Their hometown has tens of thousands of acres of land and tens of thousands of grains in stock. But just like this, they are all saying that there is no grain.
"
"What? Is this true? No wonder he spoke for the grain merchant yesterday, but how did Li Shangshu know about it?"
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
"Step aside!"
While they were discussing, there was a jingling of bells and noisy shouts of getting out of the way. Several ministers looked at Fan Fucui riding a bicycle, followed by a shouting servant, slowly surrounded by many people.
Ride slowly.
Fan Fucui, who was stumbling around but riding by himself, not only was not laughed at, but also attracted the envy of all the ministers. Yesterday, he could only be pushed around, but today he can ride.
This fully shows that bicycles are still very easy to control. It would be so cool to have a bicycle like Fan Fucui driving on the streets of Beijing!
As time goes by, more and more ministers arrive at the right time. The tacit understanding is that from Fan Fucui onwards, they are all assistant ministers or ministers. This seems to be an unspoken rule for the upper class, acting like subordinates waiting for their superiors.
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The bicycles were parked neatly outside the Meridian Gate. This was also the parking area planned by Chongzhen for bicycles. Ministers could ride directly to the entrance of the imperial city.
At the court meeting, Li Daiwen and Li Ruolian did not show up. They were organizing manpower to prepare for a thorough inventory of the granary.
Xiang Yu continued to suggest that Chongzhen should not ignore public opinion. After Chongzhen suppressed it, he continued to listen to the ministers fabricating their achievements, and gradually became too lazy to listen.
"Fan Aiqing drafted a decree to call Song Yingxing to stay in Beijing, call Wu Youxing, a famous doctor from Dongshan, to join Tai Hospital, and call Li Zhongzi to join Tai Hospital. The household registration of relevant personnel will be provided by the Ministry of Household Affairs."
"I am no different."
Fan Fucui stepped forward and replied that these people were auxiliary officials. Therefore, the ministers in the court did not object. Many people habitually wanted to come to the ministers to object, but considering Chongzhen's recent attitude of not making any progress, they were too lazy to do so.
What a waste of energy.
Seeing no one objected, Chongzhen touched his mustache and cleared his throat.
"Since I came to the throne, I have organized the affairs of the government and done everything personally. Dear friends, I feel that I am a wise king. Is there anything I have not done well?"
"Your Majesty is naturally a wise king who has left a lasting reputation throughout the ages. However, your Majesty has been doing many things to benefit the people recently. Please listen to the opinions of your ministers."
"Your Majesty is as wise as the Emperor Taizu of the Han Dynasty, and second only to the Emperor Taizu of our dynasty! However, Your Majesty is working so hard that I am afraid that your body will be exhausted, which will be of no benefit to the country. Please combine work and rest."
"Your Majesty is not only a wise king, I think your Majesty should be a sage king, a sage king. The Ming Dynasty is truly blessed to have your majesty for thousands of years."
Listening to the exaggerated praises below, I am not happy at all, because these people's praises confirm the decline of the Ming Dynasty and are undoubtedly heart-breaking words.
Especially the mixed words also revealed a hint of deception. Do you really think he is stupid?
"I am very happy that you said this. I understand that the ministers of the DPRK and China, as well as the ministers of the world, work hard in their posts.
There are hundreds of thousands of people in one city, but only a hundred or so officials, making management difficult.
At the same time, there are many scholars in the world, and those who have studied poetry and books for decades just for fame have never been able to pass the exam. If they continue to fail the exam, wouldn’t it mean that the reward of doing things for the people cannot be realized?
Therefore, I decided to summon those who passed the county examination from all over the country to come to the capital and establish the Capital Academy of Literature in the capital for their study.
The first batch is tentatively set at 100 students from each province, with priority being selected according to age from youngest to senior. The second batch will be selected one year later, and the second batch will be selected for 500 students until all students can enter Beijing.
At the same time, the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Government and various bachelors will give lectures to them at the time designated by me. After they have passed their studies, arrangements will be made.
This can quickly replenish the number of officials in the world and improve local governance capabilities. What do you think, dear ministers?"
There was silence in the court hall.
Everyone looked at Chongzhen in confusion, slightly dazed, not knowing why Chongzhen was crazy.
Increasing the number of officials will affect some interests, but now that Chongzhen is proposing it, who in the DPRK would dare to object?
If you dare to object at this time, with the function of the Jin Yiwei of the capital as your mouth now, tomorrow will be the capital and all the Zhili will be the day after tomorrow. In less than five days, the entire canal basin will know that someone wants to cut off the direct path of the world's officials.
"Your Majesty is so wise! On behalf of all the students in the world, I would like to thank Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty, Holy Ming!"
None of the ministers noticed that Chongzhen had a strange smile on his face.
"Chongzhen: Owner, we have already made arrangements."
"Chen Ye: Perfect. In this case, you will have a complete set of educated young people. When these people arrive and want to be officials, they must learn new textbooks. If you don't learn, get out. Perfect."
No one knew that this was Chen Ye's plan to kill Chongzhen.
Fundamentally, we need to retrain these people who have just passed the quiz, but have not yet won the election, and who still have a concept of being an official that can be changed.
At the same time, selection is based on age, and each province selects 100 people. No matter what, no elderly candidates can be selected.
As for these candidates who are unwilling and don’t want to study?
If you want to make trouble, the reorganized Beijing Camp, Jin Yiwei, and New Army will let them know what Iron Fist is.
And this is just the first batch. The second batch will be the second sons of the entire noble family in the capital, who will be born as concubines and let these people join the Royal Military Academy.
When the time comes, these frustrated people in their families will be very willing to prove their abilities to their fathers.
Thanks to Shunju Dongmo and LZ Lingzi for the reward