MTL - Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang-Chapter 827 Grace and kindness

  Chapter 827 Encouragement and Wei

  The scholar next to him had a complicated look on his face: "Your Highness said that although it is very difficult and bitter now, everyone, don't forget the sweetness. Let's work hard together."

  People around were silent.

  Every face was dazed for a moment, and without knowing why, the eye circles suddenly turned red.

  Someone shouted: "Actually, it's not bitter!"

   "It's not bitter! The emperor didn't forget us common people, he picked us up to save our lives, not bitter!"

   "The days are sweet! The fairy little princess gave me sweetness!"

   "That's right! Eat enough and dress warmly, it's not bitter!"

   After speaking, the shed chief took chopsticks, counted and divided the fruit slices.

  The fruits grown in the space taste extremely sweet, even if they are made into dried fruits, they still have a strong fruity fragrance.

   When the Wang family brought them back, the family watched and swallowed, and the little grandson yelled: "Grandma, I want to eat! I want to eat!"

  The old lady picked up the chopsticks and said to herself: "Keep what, don't keep it, eat!"

   While talking, he fed his little grandson a piece, and the five-year-old boy squinted his eyes.

  The adults smiled foolishly, Wang Daya and Wang Erya watched enviously, swallowing secretly.

  No one expected that the next moment, the old lady raised the chopsticks in front of them: "Try them all! I know what sweetness is!"

   Wang Daya was taken aback, looked up at her grandma, the old lady stared: "What's the matter, don't you eat?"

  Wang Daya shook her head again and again, and quickly opened her mouth to eat. The old lady took another slice and handed it to Wang Erya's mouth.

Wang Erya glanced at it. The outer circle of the fruit slice was still red, but the inside was white. The sweet and sour taste made her mouth water. She quickly opened her mouth and bit into it, feeling...she might never forget it for the rest of her life. This is sweet.

  The old lady didn't just give it to the children. Everyone in the family shared a piece and tasted it before putting away the rest.

  After sitting down, the whole family didn't move their chopsticks, for fear of eating, they washed away the smell in their mouths.

The old lady looked at this and that, and suddenly couldn't help wiping away her tears, and said in a low voice: "I'm not mean, and I don't want to be biased, isn't this... poor! Anyone who has money, I will Don't you want to fill everyone up!

  One family, one family, all kinds of beings.

   But no matter what, the days after moving out are far better than anyone imagined.

  Countless articles, flying to the capital like snowflakes, Yan Shifan also wrote almost one letter a day, reporting in detail.

  He came late, and he hit it off with Wang Ronggui before, but now he came here to see everything was thoughtful, so Yan Shifan's posture was also low, which meant to learn and ask for advice, and he never competed. The two cooperated tacitly and got twice the result with half the effort.

  Even Emperor Ming Pei praised him a few times: "I don't think this Wang Ronggui is really a man with a chest."

Many small things, such as recruiting scholars to teach on the spot, such as doing engineering and crafts, and even more subtle arrangements such as inspections and shed managers... It seems very small and inconspicuous, but it is very important for stabilizing people's hearts. help.

  Real kindness and power are given together.

  In fact, even if they don’t care, these people can’t cause trouble, and no matter how much resentment, after the upcoming earthquake actually happens, it will become joy and gratitude.

  However, such a thoughtful arrangement, and using local materials as much as possible, saved the court's resources... This thought is extraordinary.

  Xinbao said: "Of course, Xinbao has a good eye to know friends, and Xinbao's friends are very powerful."

  Emperor Ming Pei didn't say that I arranged this person for you, but I arranged it based on face...he just said: "Xinbao is right."

Moreover, the articles passed down from that place are all well written, not empty praises, but delicate and intuitive. From what I have seen and what I have heard, from the migration all the way to after the resettlement, it is like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding, called Jiu The emperors who have experienced vicissitudes of life have wet their eyes several times.

  Emperor Ming Pei ordered Yan Shirong to compile these articles into a book, and at the same time asked people to release all these articles for everyone to read.

  Yan Shirong said: "Your Majesty Wang is indeed a great talent, planning strategies. I didn't have a good life to do these things at the time, otherwise, it would be a book."

  Emperor Ming Pei said slowly: "With that stone tablet, it is enough. At that time, you were short of time, and secondly, even if you wrote it, it would not be as good as this."

Indeed, although what he did was important, it was done by ordinary people at the door of their house. The shock of the change was certainly not as great as this matter. Therefore, if it weren’t for the Guanzhong scholar who had experienced it three times in a row, he could compare it intuitively. It would not be so touching when written by ordinary talents.

  Yan Shirong nodded.

  Emperor Ming Pei said: "Are you here for something?"

"Yes," Yan Shirong also came back to his senses, gathered those articles to his hand, and said, "I have talked with Fang Yi in detail, and the news channels of Daotinglou are indeed quite wide, but they are also quite scattered. There are good and bad gangs. It’s okay to be constrained to investigate a case or buy and sell news, but when it comes to supervisory officials, firstly, they don’t have the ability, secondly, it’s not that we look down on them, but people in the market, so it’s not appropriate to grant such aloof Otherwise, accidents will easily happen if the mentality fluctuates, and besides, officials will be constrained by it, and within a few years, they will collude together."

He paused: "So, my grandson thinks, it's not that it can't be used, but it can't be used freely. First, the real major issues are only placed at the provincial level. Second, matters related to officials can only be used occasionally. Thirdly, what they report is mainly natural disasters, major cases, and public voices."

  He began to elaborate.

  Emperor Ming Pei only listened to half of it, and said: "You don't need to go into details with me, just let it go and do it."

   "Yes," Yan Shirong said, "Grandson transferred Zhongli over to take care of this matter with He Qingwen."

  Yan Shirong was talking to Emperor Ming Pei, Xinbao went into his left ear and out of his right ear, but when he heard He Qingwen's name, Xinbao asked in surprise, "But isn't He Qingwen from Xinbao?"

  Yan Shirong: "..."

He Qingwen was the person Xinbao rescued by hanging the pot for the first time. Now he is in the Department of Medicine and Daoism. Yan Shirong had a classmate with him and was very familiar with him. The key is that He Qingwen's family is simple and suitable for this kind of news work, but he really forgot to leave. process.

  Yan Shi Rongfei also said similarly: "That's right, Xinbao, brother first asks for Yeye's consent, and then he will find someone to go to the official department to take the official documents, and then Gan Baibi will come to ask for your consent."

Xinbao thought for a while, then nodded: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Gan doesn't need to ask Xinbao about this matter, because there is a clear division of labor between Xinbao and Mr. Gan. Xinbao only takes care of business, and Mr. Gan takes care of other things. "

  Yan Shirong said solemnly: "Yes, but Xinbao is the most important official of the Ministry of Medicine and Daoism, so I still have to come over to ask you."

  Xinbao nodded: "Okay."

  The two finished their business-to-business conversation. Yan Shirong quietly winked at Emperor Ming Pei, who smiled and remained silent.

   A report came in from outside, saying that Gan Baibi asked to see him.

  Xinbao asked strangely: "Could it be that you are here now?"

   "Return to Your Highness," Fang Wuyou said, "Master Gan said that there is something to report to His Highness, and His Highness will make a decision."

  (end of this chapter)