Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 905 If you want the horse to run, you must feed the horse enough grass
"Why are you so nervous, come here!"

Li Qingzhao raised his head when he heard the movement, and smiled gently at them.

Hu Sanniang and Hua Xiaomei still don't quite understand why they are nervous, they just feel that others are nervous, so they should be nervous too.

However, Li Shishi knows that for a regime that is striving to govern, the most worrying thing is the issue of successors, which involves the stability of the country.

After the chief coach got married, all the subordinates were looking forward to the news. Not long after becoming king, Li Qingzhao had some pregnancy symptoms, but to be on the safe side, the news of the princess's happiness was not officially announced until three months after the fetus was stable.

In this way, there will be Mrs. Gu with so many guards, who will mobilize people to protect, so that the inside and outside can feel at ease.

So regardless of whether they understand the importance or not, how can the three young ladies not be nervous? Li Qingzhao thought of a way when he saw it: "Come on, I won't see you for a long time, I will test your knowledge!"

Faced with this thoughtful teaching, Li Shishi and Hua Xiaomei soon became less nervous, while Hu Sanniang began to doubt life, muttering: "I have studied hard for a long time, why are most of them still not good at it?"

Li Qingzhao pursed her lips: "San Niang has made great progress, but everyone has their own specialties!"

Hu Sanniang became happy, and raised her slender neck: "I am really good at fighting alone, marching and forming formations!"

Li Qingzhao made a snort, Li Shishi shook his head lightly, and Hua Xiaomei couldn't help laughing.

Hu Sanniang was still laughing silly: "That's right, is your husband going to have a baby?"

"Have you also learned the strange things that the king said?"

Li Qingzhao spat, with a happy smile on his face: "Yes!"

Hu Sanniang lost her mind and blurted out: "Is that the little prince or the little princess?"

As soon as these words came out, let alone Li Shishi glared at her, even Hua Xiaomei restrained her smile and changed her face slightly.

It stands to reason that as long as a princess is born, there will always be a time when a prince will be born. However, in view of the scarcity of offspring in the Song Dynasty officials, the whole court still sincerely hopes that this child will be a little prince and thrive.

After all, if Zhezong had an heir, he wouldn't pass it on to his younger brother. In the end, a foolish king like Duan Wang Zhao Ji was chosen to take the throne...

Realizing that the atmosphere had cooled down, Hu Sanniang also panicked, drooping her head: "Sir, I didn't mean to..."

Li Qingzhao didn't take it seriously, and rubbed Hu Sanniang's head: "Like Sanniang, I was curious at first, and even nervous, until the king told me that this baby must be a little prince's."

Hu Sanniang was stunned for a moment: "Can Your Majesty know this too?"

Li Qingzhao chuckled: "Didn't you forget that the king and the head of the hospital are both genius doctors!"

Everyone was stunned.

With the support of Yan Ting, the Sui'an Medical Center is only developing at a lower speed than the academy, and it has begun to train military doctors.

Many good civilians who do not meet the requirements for joining the army are encouraged by the Ministry of War to enter the medical center for training. Once they become qualified military doctors, they will immediately enjoy the same treatment as regular soldiers.

As a result, Suian Medical Center became more and more famous, and there were more and more apprentices. Only then did many people discover that the two physicians who were first in Bianliang were Wang Shang and the current head of the Imperial Hospital, An Dao. Complete.

Therefore, other imperial physicians would never dare to say whether the baby is a prince or a princess. If they say it, they will only make people half-believe, but what this husband said makes Li Qingzhao feel that the certainty is not comfort, but a confident judgment. .

Li Yan is too confident, that's "one shot into the soul", all wishes will come true the first time, the second child and the third child will be male or female, but the probability of the first child is doomed.

"That's great!"

Hu Sanniang soon became happy again, and the three young ladies circled around, making Li Qingzhao even more joyful.

She likes the academy, and she likes these children.

Li Shishi is generous and decent, extremely intelligent, Hu Sanniang is lively, cheerful, straightforward, and Hua Xiaomei is quiet and shy, kind-hearted...

Although the palace is not oppressive, there is no doubt that there is an academy environment, where one can display one's talents and cultivate more and more talented women, which is undoubtedly more pleasant physically and mentally.

Teachers and students were chatting together, compared to Hu Sanniang and Hua Xiaomei, Li Shishi was more multitasking.

On the one hand, he cares about life, on the other hand, he discusses knowledge, and occasionally thinks about how to make the timid King Ming fall into his ambush. He glanced around, and even saw with sharp eyes that there were a few lines of beautiful small characters on the paper where the princess was lying at the desk just now.

Although most of it was blocked, a few keywords could still be extracted: "Yuanfang", "The enemy fell", "Copper coins fell to the ground"...

"Detective Li Yuanfang? Which part of "The Secret History of the Former Tang Dynasty" is this?"

"There is no paragraph in the five volumes I read... Could it be that the princess wrote it herself?"

Master Li was startled.

The most popular novel on the market today is undoubtedly the "Secret History of the Former Tang Dynasty" that she used to pass the time and became addicted to reading later.

At present, five volumes have been serialized, and five cases have been experienced. The outline of a huge conspiracy has surfaced faintly. The reader's emotions are very stable when the end of the fifth volume is broken at a key place.

Anyway, when Li Shishi passed by the bookstore recently, he heard someone gritted his teeth and asked when the sixth volume would be released...

Master Li also asked.

After getting no answer, she became very curious about the author of this set of novels, and had no other intentions, just wanted to send some gifts to express her condolences.

But at this time, seeing the strange plot and contacting the first recommendation of Suian Academy, Li Shishi suddenly recalled: "No wonder the recent fourth and fifth volumes have beautiful rhetoric, gorgeous writing, and amazing poems. This chapter has improved a lot compared to the first three volumes!"

"But the style of the story is unified. If the last two volumes are written by Mr., the first three volumes...the sixth volume will not be released..."

"That's okay, we can still afford to wait!"

Li Shishi's attitude changed immediately, and he decided to go back and re-read the first five volumes, especially the chapters of Zhenwu Shengjun.

Thinking of this, she frowned slightly, but she became thoughtful.

There are endless things to say here, the sun is about to set, Li Qingzhao looked at the time: "Today is here... Sanniang, don't relax, next time I will test the school's homework."

Hu Sanniang's voice was loud and clear: "Here!"

Under the escort of Mrs. Gu and other guards, Li Qingzhao did not go back to the palace, but took a carriage to Li's residence.

On the road in front of the mansion, she saw her mother, Mrs. Wang, waiting at the door. She got off the carriage, saluted and said coquettishly: "Didn't you let the mother wait at home? Why are you so alien to your daughter again!"

Seeing her daughter's radiant face and smiling eyebrows, Mrs. Wang was also happy: "Your father is the Minister of Rites, and we must abide by the rules of etiquette. How can there be any omissions?"

Li Qingzhao felt sorry for his mother, and knew that etiquette must be paid attention to. After caring about each other's physical condition, he asked, "Where's father? Are you still in the Ministry of Rites?"

Wang said: "The provincial examination is approaching, and he came back very late."

Li Qingzhao frowned slightly, and sighed softly: "You don't have to work so hard..."

Holding her daughter's hand, Mrs. Wang entered the house together. After retreating from the maidservant, they talked together: "Your father is now a first-rank minister, how can he not worry about the court? Don't worry, he knows it well!"

Li Qingzhao had been familiar with it before, and he also knew something about the major events of the Song court. It was only when Li Gefei participated in the coup of King Jian that he urged his father to avoid disaster at home.

Now, in order to prevent the harem from interfering in politics, they try their best not to inquire about foreign court affairs, but many things have also spread to their ears.

Because among the six Shangshu of Yipin, there is her father, the head of the country.

It is actually a taboo thing for such an extremely human official to have a first-class official residence, hold power, and have a daughter who is the future queen. Li Qingzhao was a little worried about this.

Wang was more worried than Li Qingzhao before, and even persuaded Li Gefei to resign from the post of Minister of Rites. Promotion is also a new look, your father is in charge of the Ministry of Rites, he should do his best to select talents for the country, and when he is not fulfilled, he can rest assured to resign and spend his old age peacefully."

Li Qingzhao said: "Please tell my father, the king has repeatedly emphasized in the palace that governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. No matter what kind of grand blueprint you have, you have to be down-to-earth, step by step, and don't be eager. Yu Qiansong is too much, he is already very satisfied."

The Wang family praised: "The king is a sage, Li Shu is in peace, and all officials are in the right position, how can the world be unhappy?"

In fact, the senior officials of the court could clearly see that Yan Ting's current efficiency was only average compared to the bloated and slow administration of Zhao and Song Dynasties.

An era has its own style, and it is undoubtedly unfair to use the concept of future generations to demand the current era, and it will even be backlashed.

For example, Zhang Juzheng's reform period in the Ming Dynasty was one of the most efficient periods of ancient official administration. "Thousands of miles away, it is carried out from the bottom to the bottom", and the political system is awe-inspiring.

This description is definitely exaggerated, Wanli is just an imaginary number, but it also emphasizes that the Ming Center also has strong administrative control over distant places, which is quite amazing.

It's a pity that behind such high efficiency, there was a huge backlog of pressure and dissatisfaction. When Zhang Juzheng died, the officials at the top and bottom were relieved, and the political efficiency quickly returned to the original state, or even worse.

This is the reform of one person, and the death of a person will surely give up the government.

The reform of bad governance cannot be promoted blindly by personal prestige, otherwise it is doomed to fail.

It is also necessary to change the slow administration of the Song Dynasty and make the various ministries of the court more efficient. It is because of this consideration that Li Yancai strengthened the authority of the six ministries during the stage of becoming king.

If you want the horse to run, you must feed the horse enough grass.

However, the official position in the period of becoming a king is not custom-made. Whether the six official ranks can remain the same in the subsequent claiming to be an emperor depends on their efforts and achievements.

If you run like a thousand-mile horse, the grass will continue to manage enough, otherwise you will return to your original shape, no wonder!

So at this time in Miyagi, not only Li Gefei's Ministry of Rites, but every department is eating in the corridors, focusing on unity and continuing to work.

Don't tell me to go home and have fun, the imperial court is my home!

(End of this chapter)