Seeing Cai Que with joy on his face, Huang Haoqian immediately walked down from the top and enthusiastically held Cai Que's hand: "Zhi Zheng is finally here. I thought Brother Ji Zheng would not come if he had something to do. I am going to visit your house later."

Cai Que said gratefully: "I have to come here for you, brothers who are invited to the house. I also want to congratulate you on the list of gold."

Huang Haoqian patted Cai Que's shoulder and sighed: "Although I am a few years old, Ji Zheng's knowledge is much better than me. If Ji Zheng goes this time, Ji Zheng can even return from the Jinshi. Ji Zheng is not busy congratulating me."

Cai Que quickly said, "Where is where, where is the true knowledge? How many brothers can you compare to?"

Huang Haoqian smiled and said, "Come on, sit down and eat and drink to warm your body. We brothers will have a good chat later."

Seeing that Huang Haowen was so enthusiastic about Cai Que, the people around him quickly gave up their seats and let Cai Que sit down.

Cai Que was indeed hungry and sat down quickly. He was a little reserved at first, but later he let go and ate the sea and stuffed it out, and even got a glass of wine.

When he was full of wine, Huang Haoqian asked the singer to come in and sing and persuade him to drink, and he sat next to Cai Que.

"You are honest, I have to thank you for your generous advice over the years. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have the life to be here." Huang Haoqian was drunk with these intoxication.

Cai Que was also three points drunk. Hearing this, he quickly said modestly: "Brothers are so serious. Your knowledge is much higher than mine. How dare you teach me about Brothers?"

Huang Haoqian said sincerely: "Brother Cai, don't be humble. I, Huang Haoqian, are not humble, but you, Cai Que."

A clumsy word made two former classmates laugh at the same time.

Cai Que let go of some of the inexplicable emotions in his heart, and Huang Haoqian also put down his airs of being a Jinshi. The two of them started to chat and laugh as if they were the same.

Later, Cai Que got drunk and it was not good to go home after the cold weather. Fortunately, Yihongyuan was originally a place for overnight stay.

The next day, Cai Que woke up in his jade arms. Looking at the beauty who was still sleeping, Cai Que smiled silently and quietly got up and changed his clothes.

The room was burning warm and dry, so Cai Que poured two cups of cold tea to calm down.

His hangover head gradually became clear. He thought about Huang Haoqian’s conversation with him last night. Various information was gradually pieced together, and fine beads of sweat gradually emerged from Cai Que’s head.

"...The noble man knows the grudges between your family and him and is willing to help. Although he is no longer a minister, if he just lets him retreat calmly, I think the Spirit of the Heaven will not be able to rest in peace, right?"

"But, he has retreated, there is no need?"

"Haha, let him give him a honorable posthumous title after his death, and then posthumously granted official positions to his ancestors three generations? Haha, that would be a bit too cheap!"

"What kind of hatred does the noble man have with him? Why do you have to kill him...?"

"You don't have to worry about these things anymore. Anyway, you are not going to commit crimes. You just need to do your duty well. The next session...hehe!"

...

Cai Que looked at the half-exposed beauty on the bed. Here, it was as warm as spring, unlike his dilapidated house, which was leaking everywhere. This is the life that people should live!

Cai Que gritted his teeth.

...

Bianjing City is closed with heavy snow.

Zhao Zhen was also so cold that he didn't want to go to court. Unless necessary, he would not leave his warm room.

The warm trunk is filled with ground dragons, which are warm and moist here.

Zhao Zhen was wearing a moon-white casual dress and a jade-clad hat. Although he was not young, he still looked like a jade-like face. He leaned against him casually. After all, there was no one else in the warm room, only one Zheng Dayong was serving him.

Zhao Zhen looked at the scattered notes on the table and said softly: "Do you guys have any opinions?"

Zheng Dayong hesitated a little: "It seems to be a little objection."

Zhao Zhen sat up straight: "Oh? Let's hear it."

"Wen Xiang Gong believes that the central bank cannot be lightly set up. Once the central bank erodes the functions of the three departments, the functions of the three departments under the jurisdiction of the money supervision, money shop, bank treasury, bill number, etc. will be eroded by the central bank.

Secondly, the top scholar insisted that the central bank should not be allowed to serve as an institution of the court, but as an enterprise. Although this enterprise is considered an enterprise of the court, court officials cannot directly serve in the central bank.

Wen Xianggong believes that this will make the central bank separate from management and will be detrimental to the imperial court's unified management of the economy."

Zheng Dayong explained to Zhao Zhen the recent hearing held by the three departments.

The so-called hearing is a meeting recently proposed by Ouyang Bin. The meeting not only invited money houses, bill numbers, and internal personnel from the three departments to participate, but also recently expanded the scope and invited several ministers from the Political Affairs Hall to participate.

Originally, several husbands were unwilling to participate, but when it comes to such a big matter in the central bank, they are still willing to express some opinions.

Zheng Dayong went as a representative of the royal treasury. After all, the central bank will have some duplications on the royal treasury's powers.

Zhao Zhen nodded and signaled Zheng Dayong to continue speaking.

Zheng Dayong knew the elegant meaning when he heard the strings and immediately continued to talk.

"It's interesting to say that the process of the so-called hearing created by Zhuangyuan Gong is indeed desirable. Zhuangyuan Gong responded to the doubts about Wenxiang."

Zheng Dayong looked a little admirable.

"The top scholar believes that if the central bank allows the court to directly manage it, it is likely to become another three departments, and one of the three departments is enough.

The significance of the existence of the central bank is that it should be a tool for macro-control of the market, rather than a tool for making money.

It exists not to make money or compete for profit with the people, but to revitalize the economy of the entire Song Dynasty, rather than to squeeze out profits from this market."

Zhao Zhen nodded repeatedly. His economic enlightenment came from the theory of wealth. Although the previous economic concepts still remained, he could already understand what Ouyang Bian said.

Zhao Zhen praised Zheng Dayong: "You slave, you have read "The Rich Country" a lot recently, and you can retell it so clearly."

Zheng Dayong smiled bitterly and said, "I have asked someone to record these, and then check the concepts of the rich country theory one by one, so that I can recite them according to the script, but in fact I don't understand them very well."

Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "That's normal. I only understand 50% or 60%. If you continue speaking, my top scholar uses the prime minister who has not convinced me?"

Zheng Dayong smiled and said, "That's far from it, and the rich husband doesn't agree."

Zhao Zhen looked quite surprised: "Hey, are the two of them fighting against the Taiwan show?"

Zheng Dayong smiled and said, "It's not only a Taiwanese drama, but also quite intense."

"Oh, tell me quickly!"

Zhao Zhen was excited like a gossip woman squatting on the street.
Chapter completed!