After dinner, Zhu Xu took Zhang Yun and others to stroll around the scientific research building. After half an hour, he went downstairs and walked on the path. As he said, it was all about the affairs of the Zhengyuan Court.

Song Yingxing and Zhang Rong accompanied him, talking about some big and small things about the Zhengyuan, and expressing difficulties openly or secretly.

Zhang Rong followed Zhu Xu with his identity, paused for a moment, and said, "Emperor, now the cabinet and the Ministry of Revenue are stuck in the budget of the Zhengyuan, and it is difficult to pass. Last year, the cabinet secretly deducted 200,000 taels. If it continues to deduct this year, the Zhengyuan will probably be unsustainable..."

Zhu Xu actually knew about these things, not only the Zhengyuan, the Ministry of Works’ engineering, the Immigration Department’s money and grain, disaster relief money and grain, and the cabinet were all compressing and trying every means to embezzle them.

There is no way to do this. The national treasury is decreasing, but the use is increasing. The cabinets are always worried about their old age and demolishing the east wall to repair the west wall.

The palms and backs of hands were full of flesh. Zhu Xu walked slowly, and suddenly glanced at Zhang Yun from the corner of his eyes.

Zhang Yun blinked, and immediately understood, saying, "Your Majesty, there is still some cost in the palace. I will take a look when I go back and see it. Maybe I can squeeze out some more. Why not give it to you again..."

Song Yingxing looked at Zhang Yun with an excited expression. The Zhengyuan was too short of money.

Zhang Rong was just admiration and gratitude. This is the elegance that the lord of the central palace should have! If the queen of their Zhang family has always been like this, why worry about not having a solid status!

Zhu Xu smiled and then said quietly: "I have some treasury in my country. I will gather from other places to raise 500,000 for you. We only know about this. Don't spread it. If the cabinet knows and asks me for trouble, don't blame me for going back..."

Song Yingxing was overjoyed and immediately saluted. Zhu Xu helped him and said, "Forgive, I know, your money is treated as two petals, and so on the cabinet. Please understand, complain less and do more. All the cabinet masters in the cabinet are wise ministers. No one is corrupt and seeking personal gain. There are inevitably differences in state affairs. The key is to manage it well, not expand it, and not fight together, and then some political court will be sent out..."

Although Zhu Xu said that the gentle breeze and drizzle were plain, Song Yingxing, Zhang Rong and other senior executives of the Zhengzhou Yuan were shocked.

The Zhengyuan faction, which has been storms in the people or in the government and the people, has long been storms throughout the city. Many people know it well, but it has not pointed out and believe that this "Zhenyuan faction" was deliberately cultivated by His Majesty the Emperor in front of him.

Song Yingxing and others were tightening their scalps and looked at each other. Song Yingxing said carefully: "Your Majesty, the Zhengyuan has never had the idea of ​​forming a clique. Whether it is officials or students, it is strictly forbidden to collude with each other. You must not form cliques or form cliques for personal gain..."

Zhu Xu glanced at them, saw that they were all silent, and said with a smile: "I just said it casually, there is no need to be so nervous."

Song Yingxing and others still didn't dare to be careless, and many people had cold sweats on their faces.

I don’t know how far the party struggles in the Ming Dynasty were traced back, but from Jiajing, it became more and more intense, and it reached its peak when the Tianqi Dynasty reached its peak. But now, where are there anyone in the dynasty dared to form a clique?

Where is the prosperous Donglin Party? Where is the eunuch party?

Who dares to touch these two words lightly!

Zhu Xu stopped when he reached the point and walked towards Zang.

The Royal Court, this place is now gradually attracting attention and is destined to become a place that cannot be ignored in the future. If this place forms a party, the consequences will be more terrible than Donglin!

Song Yingxing is responsible for the specific affairs of the Council. He has vaguely discovered that the students, even professors and doctors of the Council have many different ideas and opinions on government affairs. Some people are gradually dividing circles. Although they have not yet taken shape, they have already made outlines. If this continues to develop, there will be three or five "clients" in the Council, the consequences will be terrible!

They didn't care before, but now after Zhu Xu's slightest slap, Song Yingxing, Zhang Rong and others looked at each other with a serious face.

If there are cliques in the Zhengyuan, they will be the ones who will be in the brunt of the song!

Several people looked at each other, their minds were different, and followed Zhu Xu toward Tibetan.

After a while, everyone traveled through Lixing Lake and some small gardens to a huge four-story building west of the Zhengyuan. It looked rich in books and gave people a sense of respect.

Song Yingxing had already calmed down and looked at the hall and said, "Emperor, this collection currently has more than 800,000 books, which is increasing every day. My ministers and others are trying their best to collect various ancient books, isolated books, residual books, and repair, preservation and other work. They are printed and distributed to Ksitigarbha. There are thousands of readers from all over the country who come to this Tibetan every day. Many people don't come out as soon as they enter. The rent around the Zhengyuan has doubled compared to previous years..."

Zhu Xu looked at the building with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with a fiery flash.

There was no shortage of scholars in the Ming Dynasty, but they lacked books, and they could borrow books. Wherever they saw books, ordinary families of small wealthy families had to worry about raising a scholar, and they had to spend money on their own, and even several generations of efforts. Most of them might not be able to "go to the sky after high school."

This tunnel has a huge expectation from Zhu Xu. Now, he has taken steps and has begun to build a prototype. All he needs to do is to continue to support and wait for it to bear fruit.

Zhu Xu thought, so he raised his foot.

Song Yingxing followed behind and said, "Emperor, there are four floors in total, each floor has three large reading halls, which can accommodate 500 people at the same time. Each floor is divided according to the classics, history, and collections of books by agriculture, industry, commerce, and various schools of thought. They are collected by ministers through various channels and sorted out for everyone to read, copy, and there is no limit..."

Zhu Xu listened and happened to see a few students going downstairs. When he saw Song Yingxing and others, he quickly raised his hand and whispered: "Students have met Mr. Song."

Song Yingxing nodded, waved his hand, and asked them to leave first.

These students were very eye-catching. They glanced at Zhu Xu and others and left quickly.

Song Yingxing whispered: "I am here to strictly regulate and do not make loud noises. If you communicate, you can go to the Zhixing Pavilion on the edge of each floor."

Zhu Xu said "yes", went up the first floor, quietly walking in the corridor, observing the door.

They are all huge rooms, with bookcases covering half of the hall, filled with books, long tables and benches filled with people, looking down, copying, and silently reciting hundreds of people.

Some of these people looked up, but they just looked at Zhu Xu and others, and continued to look down at the book. They were extremely serious, obviously commonplace and didn't care much about who was coming.

Zhu Xu walked slowly, and through the glass window, he could see some people from the Zhengyuan inspecting, whispering something from time to time, and those who were reading the book nodded repeatedly.

These people who read books, from children aged seven or eight, to white-haired old men in their fifties and sixties, and even a few women.

There is also a very conspicuous inscription at the back, Bi Ziyan wrote: There is no difference in teaching, and no morning or evening.

Zhu Xu nodded slightly, walked around, went upstairs silently, and arrived at the second floor. The situation was almost the same, but there were a little fewer people.

Song Yingxing whispered in Zhu Xu's ear: "Your Majesty, these books have gone from easy to difficult, and the more they go, the deeper they become."

Zhu Xu was a little surprised, and walked towards the stairs while looking up. Just as he was about to go upstairs, Zhu Xu stopped and turned around, looking inside through the door. He saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl with her head down, with a serious expression, and was reading a book.

Zhu Xu looked at Zhang Yun and whispered: "Look, is that Xiao Xiangjun?"

Li Xiangjun is almost the little tail of Xiao Yongning. She is wherever Yongning is. She is well-behaved and well-educated, and is deeply loved by Queen Mother Zhang and the harem.

Zhang Yun looked at it and found that although it was a bit far away, he could still recognize half of his face from a young age. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a person sleeping with a book on the left side of Li Xiangjun moving. The book slid down, revealing Xiao Yongning's sleeping face.

Zhang Yun turned his head to look at Zhu Xu and blinked.

Zhu Xu didn't expect that he would meet this girl here. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a young man on the left side of Xiao Yongning, who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with a gentle temperament and a firm face, who was concentrating on copying something.

Zhu Xu recognized it, looked at Song Yingxing with thoughtful face and said, "How is Yongning's homework in the Zhengyuan?"

Song Yingxing naturally saw Princess Yongning sleeping, with a little embarrassed face and said, "Back to the emperor, the princess is talented and intelligent, and she never forgets her eyes, and her homework is quite good."

Zhu Xu casually said, "Does that young man beside her come often?"

Song Yingxing glanced and said, "The young man the emperor said was named Li Dingguo. He often came, and most of them were military tactics. I heard that he performed very well in the military academy. Duke Lu recommended him to go to the Grand Governor Cao to experience..."

Zhu Xu looked at him a few more times, but he was much more mature than he had been a few years ago. He looked at Xiao Yongning again, thinking that this girl was still a child after all.
Chapter completed!