Chapter 1205

The Ministry of Revenue is a professional who manages accounts and property, while the Ministry of Personnel will keep an eye on the behavior of young officials. As long as there are any mistakes, they will never let it go. Even if it is an egg, they will try to pick out the bones.

As for the Censorate's supervision and supervision scope, it is even larger. In short, even if Wang Yang is smarter and the three departments work together, he will eventually reveal flaws.

The emperor looked at the satisfied ministers who returned to the shift and raised their mouths slightly, and then quietly calmed down.

Well, since these ministers can have such a mind, they will let them work hard.

The emperor thought about the scene when he was discussing with Wang Yang a few days ago, and became more and more anxious. Especially when he saw these guys' faces that seemed so excited that they were about to sharpen their knives, would they be so angry that they wanted to vomit blood after they understood the truth?

If it weren't for the atmosphere, the emperor really wanted to laugh three times to express his happy mood now.

The Ma Shangma next to him was not as cunning as the emperor. At this moment, the Ma Ma looked at the ministers who were whispering to each other with some gloating eyes.

Haha, with the IQ and skills of Lord Wang Yang, how could you guys be the opponents of Wang Yang and the Emperor?

Su Dongpo, the prime minister of the Song Dynasty, had a serious expression because he really didn't know how to express his feelings at this moment.

Seeing that the old party and the new party once again joined forces and wanted to deal with Wang Yang, he couldn't help but start to worry about that guy Wang Yang.

However, when his eyes swept across the emperor and fell on Ma Shangma's face, he seemed to realize something was wrong.

Could it be that this was another pit that Wang Yang and the Emperor dug for all the civil and military officials in the court? Out of their familiarity and understanding of Wang Yang and the Emperor, the veteran driver Su Dongpo was able to predict that in most cases, this pair of best slap the crotch and was playing with demon moths again.

After the court has dispersed, I will pay my respects to Your Majesty and believe that I will be able to uncover the mystery in my heart.

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With the approval of the emperor, the Censorate, the Ministry of Personnel, and the Ministry of Revenue took action as quickly as possible after the court meeting was dispersed, and all sent out effective generals to rush towards the camp of the wings outside the city where the refugees lived.

The Censor Zhao Tingyuan, the capable general under Zhang Dun, was the first to receive Zhang Dun's instructions, and personally led a group of colleagues to the camp of the Xiang Army.

But when he came here, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. In his original impression, the refugees who left their hometown and were shaking here should be sad and weeping each other, or were insensitive or full of resentment.

But when he came here, he felt that the camp in the Xiangjun camp seemed to be very empty. And there were bursts of noise coming from the distance from time to time.

Zhao Tingyuan and the other censors looked at each other and didn't understand what was going on inside. But soon, when the officials who had specially changed into casual clothes walked into the camp of the wing army step by step, after walking for a long time, they finally saw the source of the noise clearly.

It was in a corner of the schoolyard of the Xiangjun camp. There were nearly two hundred children aged between seven or eight and thirteen or fourteen sitting on the ground. At this moment, they were all staring at the Taixue student in his early twenties in front of them.

Behind this Imperial Academy student was a huge blackboard. At this moment, dozens of eye-catching and large white words were written on the blackboard.

Whenever the teaching stick in his hand streaked across one line and read it loudly, the more than 200 children sitting would recite it loudly: "It is not appropriate for children to learn; if children don't learn, what is the old?..."

Zhao Tingyuan and others were confused. Where is this place? Where are we? Who is that guy? What the hell are they chanting?

"Hey, hey, who are you? What are you doing here?" At this moment, a man who was patrolling nearby saw these lazy guys staring blankly here, and couldn't help but walk over quickly and shout in a low voice.

One of the censors raised his eyebrows and wanted to have an attack. Zhao Tingyuan immediately raised his hand to signal, blocking his colleague, then walked forward with a smile and gave a few steps to the servant.

"We are from Bianliang. I heard that this is the temporary residence of refugees. I came here to check if there is anything that can make us do our best..."

The officer raised his eyes and looked at the censors about 30 and forty years old. Seeing their hands as they were powerless, he waved his hand. "If you want to donate money and goods, please go straight forward and walk right. In this camp, you must not make trouble. Otherwise, the torture instruments in our Xiangfu County government office are not for a good meal, do you understand?"

After the officer threw down such a threatening sentence fiercely, he wanted to leave, but was stopped by Zhao Tingyuan. "This officer, I want to ask you, what are they doing?"

"What else can I do? Of course it's learning. Didn't you see that Oshi from the Taixue? He is teaching the children. Not only here, but there are nearly forty classes here, which specializes in teaching these children to read and read."

A gust of wind blew, and the expression of the censors in the Censorate was instantly stiff. The Censor, which is a folk title for the clerk, was responsible for doing things, but when he got to the hands of the pacifier Wang Wushan, he actually used it to teach?

"Are they teaching the children of refugees to read and read?" A censor almost swears. We are here to supervise the officials to see if they have enough pockets and whether they have committed crimes.

As a result, you just told us that these officials who have registered with the Ministry of Personnel are actually teaching...

"Of course, more than 60,000 refugees, from unweaned babies to twelve or twelve-year-old bastards, must have more than 13,000. These classes only recruit children from six to thirteen to fourteen, because even the older half-aged boys have already applied for jobs as workers."

"What should those little kids do?"

"The young ones are all in the kindergarten. They are specially taken care of by the wives. They also learn to read, learn nursery rhymes, etc...." The worker smiled and pointed to another direction and explained.

"Thank you for your advice, so can we take a look at it casually and ensure that it will not interfere with the order here." Zhao Tingyuan nodded and asked.

The officer looked at the scholars who were gentle and long-robed. After thinking about it, he turned his head and greeted not far away, and soon another young officer ran over.
Chapter completed!