In the capital, heavy snow is flying and the cold air is falling into the bones.

Outside Zhuque Street, an ordinary citizen's house was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, and he hurriedly closed the door and said to the inside: "Hurry, eat, eat, go to bed after dinner."

Beside the charcoal stove in the room, a young man in his early twenties was immediately dissatisfied and said, "Dad, we ate, slept, and ate all day long, and we were almost like pigs."

The man sat next to the charcoal stove and said, "What else do you do? It's so heavy snow and such a cold day, it's not easy to go out. What else do you want to do?"

When the young man heard this, he immediately said, "Dad, I heard that the city is short of coal, and we are familiar with Shanxi. Otherwise, we might make a fortune if we traveled."

The man shook his head, started his hand, and said, "Do you think I've never thought about it. I heard that many people have frozen to death on the road. The weather has become more and more weird in recent years. It's better to be more leisurely. Something happened between us. What should you do if your mother, what should you do?"

The young man was a little unwilling to give up, and after a while, he said, "Dad, our family made some money by digging ginseng in Liaodong last year. This year, I spent a little subsidy on coal mining in Shanxi, and there was no other investment. I heard from Uncle Wang next door that his son went to sea with the fleet. Although he had been there for more than half a year, he could bring back one hundred taels at once. I was thinking, should I buy something for Uncle Wang and see if I could go there too?"

The middle-aged man was very happy about his son's ambition. He thought for a while and said, "It's okay to go to sea, it's too long, it's not safe. Yesterday I was listening to people reading newspapers in Dongchengjiao. I heard that the court was going to build roads in Sichuan, and it has always been difficult to travel there. The court will invest 5 million to 10 million silver this time to open up some roads. Next year, recruiting workers will start five cents a day, including food and accommodation. It's said that it will take four or five years. Do you think about how much money will be in this year? When the father and son go, your son will just buy a big yard in the future..."

The young man listened to his eyes and said, "What the newspaper said? That's feasible. Two years ago, the Ministry of Works suspended the project because it had no money. Now is it going to start again?"

The middle-aged man listened to the howling cold wind outside and said with emotion, "It's a good time. Do you still remember your aunt from Shaanxi? Their family moved to Liaodong. According to the new policy of the court, the six of them will be able to get twenty acres of land next year, all of which are newly reclaimed fertile land, and there is no need to pay taxes for two years, and they will also collect one dou of land in two years..."

The young man looked envious and said, "I heard that my cousin wrote me a letter. I heard that their houses should be the court, with rows of good bricks and tiles. Two in and two out, and there is no problem for ten people to live in. The academies there are free. The children forced to go there, and they don't pay the fines, and they have to take back the land... Such a good thing, why didn't we spread it..."

The middle-aged man was about to finish speaking when an urgent knock on the door sounded outside the door, and a loud voice came in, saying, "Old Li, open the door quickly, I have good news."

The middle-aged man was stunned and quickly opened the door. A gust of cold wind rushed in. He hurriedly said, "Old Wang, come in quickly, come in quickly."

Middle-aged man Lao Li closed the door, turned around, and wrapped his cotton coat tightly.

The young man looked at Lao Wang's head and asked in confusion, "Uncle Lao Wang, it's snowing, why did you come here?"

Lao Wang had a few strands of white hair on his temples. He sat beside the charcoal stove without hesitation and said, "Send you good news, by the way, is your son six years old this year?"

Old Li came back, poured him a glass of water, and said with a smile: "My grandson is seven years old. Why do you want to bear your precious granddaughter?"

Lao Wang took the water and said, "Go and go, don't think about my granddaughter. She will climb up the branches in the future. Don't talk about this, my son is a document from Shuntian Mansion, you all know. He just came back from the yamen and went to the cabinet today. He heard from the people inside that the cabinet is preparing a "seven years of compulsory education", which means that all the children over the Ming Dynasty who are over six must enter the academy for classes, until they are thirteen years old. This is a must-do..."

The young man opened his eyes wide and said, "Is it the same as Liaodong?"

Lao Wang is also a young father. He often listens to and reads newspapers in the corner. He knows Liaodong. After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "It should be different. The disaster is so severe now. The court is short of money everywhere. It is said that it will take ten years to achieve it. But I thought, we are the capital and the best place in the world. Should we first implement the court's plan?"

The young man was moved when he heard this and said, "It should be, that is, Uncle Wang, drink water, mother, I bought the rock candy last time, take some out and add it to Uncle Wang..."

Lao Wang laughed and looked very proud.

However, the young father, Old Li, showed stability and said, "If we can really enter the academy, it will be considered that our ancestors of the Li family have accumulated virtue. If we can earn a fortune in the future, it will be worth it if I die."

Although the Ming Dynasty was working hard to build academies and encourage local schools to run schools, the Ming Dynasty was too large and the population was too large, so it was impossible to do so overnight. Therefore, most people still couldn't afford to read books.

Lao Wang leaned closer and whispered: "Just tell you, don't tell me. Those who are officials in the court all have tasks, that is, everyone has to find five children to enroll in school. If they fail to complete, they will be punished. If they complete, they will be rewarded. My son happens to be qualified. I have asked him to leave one for your family."

The calm old head Li was no longer calm, and grabbed Lao Wang's head and said, "Are you serious?"

Lao Wang said, "Who is with us? We built a road in Fengyang Mansion three years ago. If you hadn't pushed a hand and the big stone would have been smashed down, I would have been disabled even if I didn't die. What's a small place?"

Lao Li stood up and said, "Son, ask your mother to get ten taels of silver. Lao Wang, let me go, I will treat you to the food today, don't talk nonsense, let's go!"

The young man ran to the inner room with a 'ah' sound.

The court needed children to enter school, and parents wanted them to enter school, but it seemed like they hit it off, but they were in trouble, which became the current strange situation.

Lao Wang said, "You are so distant, treat me as an outsider." He looked proud on his face and went out in the cold wind.

As soon as they left the door, they saw a group of people running towards Chang'an Street with shovels and brooms.

Old Wang was stunned, grabbed one and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you running away?"

The person who was caught was very anxious, but when he saw that it was Lao Wang, he suppressed his rapid breath and said, "The Ministry of Works recruited people to clean up the snow, three taels of silver a day, you can take the things away quickly, and if you are late, you will be snatched away."

Lao Wang turned his head suddenly and said, "Old Li, let's eat again in the future, leave, get the things, let's go too."

Three taels of silver a day, this is free!

Old Li panted and said to his son: "Go, get the things and call your mother, your wife, and grandson!"

Old Wang was stunned and said, "Everyone said that you, Old Li, are the most cunning ones!"

Not long after, the two families of eight or nine followed the crowd and rushed towards the Ministry of Works.

On the other side, Bifu.

Sun Chuanting sat on the head of Bi Ziyan's bed, looking at Bi Ziyan's face withered and dull eyes, and said, "Sir, be at ease to recuperate, I have everything."

If it were the same, Bi Ziyan would probably be angry when he heard this.

At this moment, he was weak and looked at Sun Chuanting with a look of high hopes. He said slowly: "My thoughts on the court and the Ming Dynasty are different from those of the emperor and you. I think governing a big country is like cooking small fresh food, especially at this time, you must be slow, and slow to be steady. The emperor... depends on things accurately and act quickly. Often, others don't respond. The consequence is that he has done his work, and the consequence is that someone needs to deal with the aftermath and clean up. We are ministers, and we have to share our worries for the superiors... I know you have ideas and want to do things, but I have been suppressing you. Do you know why?"

Sun Chuanting has been in the cabinet for many years and naturally wants to do something, but he is suppressed by Bi Ziyan.

Sun Chuanting felt a little sad. The old man was afraid that he would not be able to do it anymore. The conversation between the two might be just a farewell.

He did not always be tough and said calmly: "Sir, I am afraid that I will destroy the stability of the prefecture."

Bi Ziyan shook his head slightly and gasped, "You are the one chosen by the emperor to replace me. This is well known many years ago. I suppress you because I am afraid something will happen to you. You are young and have a great advantage in harming you. Over the years, I have the only one who can replace me. You have the ability and courage. The most important thing is that you can stabilize the bureau and know how to take into account the overall situation. The emperor... I don't know what he is going to do, where the future Ming Dynasty will go, and what else will happen. I can't expect. The only thing I can see is that you will protect the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, ensure the stability of the country, the peace of the world, and the people will be free from chaos..."

Sun Chuanting looked at Bi Ziyan's expression and felt mixed feelings. He was quite complicated for this old man. He was not satisfied with being conservative, lacking in spirit, and admired his mind and demeanor, and was in dealing with people.

Bi Ziyan might be tired, so he slowly closed his eyes and said, "If I can't wait for the emperor to return to Beijing, I will tell me on my behalf that the agreement between me and the emperor is invalid. I hope the emperor will take care of him."

Sun Chuanting didn't know what Bi Ziyan and Zhu Xu had agreed on. Looking at Bi Ziyan's tired expression, he stood up, raised his hand, and said, "Secretary of the Lord, take his leave."

This time, Bi Ziyan did not reply to him.

Sun Chuanting glanced at Bi Ziyan again and turned around and left.

Bi Ziyan's eldest son, 39-year-old Bi Yongsheng, sent Sun Chuanting away. I don't know how many times this was. From the Sili Supervisor, the Cabinet, the Six Ministry, to the well-known heads and minds below, they basically came.

They all left with the last look of seeing each other and were in a heavy mood.

Sun Chuanting got on the carriage, and the carriage slowly drove towards the palace in the snow.

In front of the carriage, Sun Chuanting's housekeeper turned his head and said excitedly: "Master, I heard that Master Bi Ge's edict has been drafted and will be surrendered soon. Alas, the title of the chief minister is also the first time I am in the Ming Dynasty. Master, will you also get one in the future?"

Sun Chuanting in the carriage raised his eyebrows, like a sharp sword, and his tone suddenly became cold and said, "If you don't say such words in the future, you will be punished if you dare to talk nonsense!"
Chapter completed!