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Chapter 816: Madam, Believe Me

Mu Qianyu yawned and said, "It's not as serious as you said. Go to sleep and don't call me tomorrow morning."

"Okay..." Beichenye kissed her gently on the forehead and said, "Ma'am, please believe me, okay?"

"Yeah." Mu Qianyu responded vaguely, but in fact, his mind had already wandered off.

Beichen looked at the dazed Mu Qianyu at night, and his expression calmed down, and he patted her gently to coax her to sleep.

Three days after the establishment of the imperial dynasty, a huge golden notice appeared above the imperial capital. The competition of one hundred sects was about to begin, lasting for seven days. Those with the highest rankings would have priority in choosing the location for the establishment of the sect.

These sects received the news early and did not leave. There were fully two hundred sects who signed up. The disciples of these sects were all gearing up to compete for the ninety positions designated by the Great Zhou.

This means that only the top 90 can get the quota, and among the 90, the higher the ranking, the more likely it is to choose the position first, so even moving up one spot is necessary.

Countless casual practitioners or beginners came after seeing the announcement and wanted to join in the fun.

Little did they know that this excitement was also building momentum for the imperial dynasty and gathering talents.

This is also the problem that Mu Qianyu and Bei Chenye are facing now, that is, there are too few talents and the empire's territory is too large, which requires a large number of civil servants and generals to support it.

However, the expansion of the Great Zhou Dynasty was too rapid, resulting in the power of the middle class being never strong enough. The middle class is the backbone of a powerful country. It needs to be capable enough to implement national policies to the greatest extent, so that the country is strong and the people live in peace.

However, middle-level strength cannot be cultivated overnight. It still takes a lot of time to build up. Therefore, we can only recruit as many talents as possible, but we cannot force it.

Although it is a shortcoming, it can only be supported for the time being.

The competition of hundreds of sects began in full swing. At the same time, the Great Zhou Dynasty opened the imperial examination. The literary test and the martial test were both successful, and anyone from the imperial dynasty could participate.

The lack of talents in the Great Zhou Dynasty can be seen from the imperial examination. Other imperial courts held exams every three years or even every five years, while the Enke exam was held every year in the Great Zhou Dynasty. This was nothing more than filling in talents and preparing for future expansion.

Even so, there are still a large number of job vacancies. Most of the officials in the Zhou Dynasty hold multiple positions, but they are not very motivated because the Zhou Dynasty is rich and gives them a lot of salary.

The Great Zhou Dynasty is now like a child who has just turned one year old, growing with incredible vigor.

And the emperor of the current dynasty is just like the mother of this child. Although he will feel a headache when things are complicated, he is more happy than anyone else when he sees it growing up.

"Emperor, the merchant envoy sent a message saying that it is time to set off." The chamberlain walked into the imperial study and reported to his superior, Mu Qianyu, who was eating sugar cane.

Mu Qianyu spat out the bagasse and said nonchalantly: "I will go with him tomorrow and let him wait patiently for another day."

"Yes." The waiter bowed and stepped back.

Mu Qianyu took another big bite of the sugar cane, looked at Bei Chenye and Ji Lin who were dealing with business, and said, "Kiss your husband~"

Old man Ji Lin automatically filters this kind of information. Of course, when filtering, he will inevitably feel that he has been hit hard.

"Huh?" Beichenye didn't raise his head, but responded softly.

"We're going to leave tomorrow. You'd better say goodbye to your nephew. He's been waiting in the palace for a few days. It's not good to just sit around forever," Mu Qianyu said.

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