The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 447 The Emperor's Economic Acumen

With the military parade in the morning, the palace banquet at noon became a little boring.

Even so, the emperor's relatives in Beijing still put a lot of thought into the gifts given to the emperor, especially the emperor's brothers and the emperor's sons.

The brothers flattered the emperor to save their lives, while the sons wanted to live a good life.

It's just that this year's birthday gift is not easy to give.

The emperor is now catching up on corruption.

There is no clean house in the clan in the capital, so gifts to the emperor should not be too luxurious. Once the family background is exposed, it is very likely that not only will it not be able to please the current new emperor, but it may also be confiscated. end.

So this year's gifts are not too expensive, but there are many ingenious thoughts in them.

Among all kinds of gifts, the embroidered portrait Song Qingyue gave was not very colorful, and the content of the painting was very pleasing to the emperor.

The emperor asked Wang Luen to hang the portrait in the side hall of the Qinzheng Palace on the spot, so that he could see it when he was tired from work and went to tea break every day.

That little guy, with his little head up and his big eyes open, opened his hands softly and called out "duck hug!"

Why is it so painful!

Of course, the emperor not only liked the eldest grandson Li Kun, but also hugged the little one of the second child's family for a long time, and also rewarded Meng Yuyan and the prince of Baojun with many good things.

But this love is not as good as the emperor's eldest grandson, Meng Yuyan is jealous and hates in her heart, where does this Song San have the courage to paint a portrait of the emperor?It's still the portrait of the emperor holding His Highness the eldest grandson!
The portrait of the emperor is not something that can be drawn at will!The content is also not arbitrarily determined.

The emperor pampered her so much!

The young concubines present were all thinking carefully.

Seeing that the emperor likes the two grandsons so much, wouldn't it make the emperor even more happy if they could add another prince to his majesty?
I don't know what's going on, the emperor has been on the throne for two years, and he has been visiting the harem a lot, why is there no movement at all?

Xu Pingting touched her belly subconsciously. Now she is considered the most favored in the palace. The emperor comes here five or six days a month, so why doesn't she see any movement in her stomach?
Concubine Shun Mu Yuhui was even more puzzled. When she was favored in the past, the emperor came for seven or eight days a month. Every time she was very energetic and fierce, why did she not conceive for so long? ?
The rest of the concubines, whose family background was not obvious, were even more anxious.

With a child nearby, at least the status can be mentioned, and it can really help the natal family.

But now the emperor did not know who he had listened to, and he started abstinence and health preservation. There were always ten or so days in a month sleeping alone in his bedroom.

Apart from the empress, the elders in the hidden residences like Concubine Zhuang, Concubine You Xian, Concubine Su, Concubine Geng, and Concubine Gao could always see the emperor once a month.

But when the emperor went to their palace, he just talked, drank tea, played chess, wrote and wrote, and basically stopped doing those things.

If they tried their best to seduce them, they might not see the emperor for three months, which made everyone lose their motivation to roll!

If you work hard but can't get a promotion and salary increase, you might as well be a salted fish.

But these elders in the hidden mansion are also curious. The emperor has been on the throne for so long, and there is no sound in the harem. Could it be... His Majesty, he can't do it, can he?

No matter what each family's thoughts are, the first Longevity Festival celebration of Tianqi Dynasty finally came to an end with great excitement.

After returning to the mansion after the palace banquet, Song Qingyue took a nice hot bath, planning to take the little piggy to sleep before getting up for dinner. After a day of celebrations, the little piggy was tired from playing, and she, the mother, was even more tired.

He didn't want Li Zhao to stick to him like a gummy candy that couldn't be shaken off, and ordered Ah Fang to take the child away.

He hugged Song Qingyue and couldn't stop kissing her ears, and asked with a little pitifulness, "Are you tired?"

Song Qingyue wanted to refuse, but when she met Li Zhao's lustful eyes, she couldn't speak again.

She was only able to attend bedtime for ten or so days a month, and Li Zhao had to hold back the rest of the time. For a man like Li Zhao who was in his prime, it was indeed a bit embarrassing.

In this age, in such a family, it is really a rare thing to be a couple for a lifetime.

However, Li Zhao did it.

Did it with all the temptations in the backyard.

So whenever he courted, no matter how tired Song Qingyue was, she still wanted to pamper the man who kept his promise.

She turned to face Li Zhao, wrapped her hands around his waist, raised her head and kissed the corner of Li Zhao's lips, silently expressing her agreement.Li Zhao was immediately elated, laughed softly, and kissed her lips affectionately, his voice full of urgency: "Yue'er, Yue'er, do you miss me? Do you miss me?"

"Husband..."

"Yue'er, my dear Yue'er, you are a goblin!"

……

When a man is satisfied, he is always extra considerate.

Song Qingyue also likes the tranquility after the first break of the rainstorm.

She leaned on Li Zhao's arm, and suddenly remembered the yearning eyes of the young concubines at the palace banquet when they looked at the grandson, and she suddenly had a question: two years, why has there been no new little prince or princess in the harem? What about birth?

Or who moved his hands and feet?

Surprised, he turned to look at Li Zhao.

"What's wrong?" Li Zhao stretched out his hand to help her push aside the sweaty hair beside her face, "What do you remember?"

"Husband, you... are you..."

Faced with Song Qingyue's hesitation to speak, Li Zhao was quite patient. He stared at her, his eyes seemed to be full of deep affection, and his tone was very soft: "Am I something?"

"that is……"

"Yue'er, if you don't dare to ask me anything, just ask."

Song Qingyue turned her body to face Li Zhao, and put her arm on his chest, so that the posture of the two became more intimate. She lowered her voice very low, and asked, "Did your husband drug the harem girls?"

"Me? Why..." Li Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted, pinching Song Qingyue's waist hard: "How bad is being a husband in your heart? Do you want to be a husband so much?"

Song Qingyue yelled softly, staring at Li Zhao and humming: "You are just bad! You are already bad! You are so bad that you will bully others..."

Is this woman always so fond of acting like a baby?Li Zhao kissed her twice, leaned closer and said in a low voice, "It's the father who doesn't want them to have children."

"why?!"

"It was only after my father came to the throne that I found out that it costs so much money to raise such a royal family every year! You don't know how expensive you are if you are not in charge of the family. The great grandfather alone made 25 vassal kings, and the emperor Shizong made another vassal king." Eighteen vassal kings were born, the one before the first emperor... cut off seventeen, leaving twelve, but fourteen more princes were born to the emperor's grandfather, except for the uncle, there were also those who were killed and deposed There are still eight uncles left. Adding my generation, there are a total of 41 kings! If you count the princesses, there will be more... But what about the future generations? With so many extra kings, how can the court's expenditure be unbearable!"

When the emperor was a prince in the past, he raised his son as he wanted, no one cares about how to raise him, but it is different after becoming an emperor. After giving birth to a child, he will be named a king and a princess in the future!

Do you know how expensive it is to seal a king?
Princess is not cheap either!
The emperor still wanted to save money to build bridges, build roads, build ships and cast cannons.

It is enough for his son to have one Li Zhao to inherit the throne, but he will be full after raising so many gold swallowing beasts?
Song Qingyue nodded vigorously, and praised her father-in-law's economic acumen: "It's time to streamline the royal family! The best way is to have fewer people in the harem!"

Li Zhao burst out laughing and pinched Song Qingyue's face.

Song Qingyue glared at him immediately: "Am I not right?"

"Yes! The lady is right! Too many people are in trouble!" Li Zhao immediately surrendered.

Only then did Song Qingyue hum with satisfaction.

Li Zhao went on to say: "Father also said that there will be as few drafts as possible in the future. If the children of the clan want to get married, they can choose them by themselves. If they are interested, they will report to the Ministry of Internal Affairs for review. The dowry, dowry, etc. will be responsible for everything. Only in charge of Juelu."

puff!
Song Qingyue trembled with laughter.

"Then Father really intends not to have any more children in the future?"

"Earlier, my father specially asked me to go outside the palace to help him find that hidden contraceptive method. I have experience, so I told my father about the safety period. No need to bother to prescribe medicine, just watch the time Just go."

"This method is not 100% effective." Song Qingyue reminded, "If a concubine deliberately drinks some medicine to change the time of day before going to bed, it will be even more unexpected."

Li Zhao sneered nonchalantly: "It's not easy to get medicine from outside the palace. But... if you really have a younger brother or sister, it's okay, it's just a heartache to look at the account books of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

These words made Song Qingyue giggle: "Our Ninety-Five Supreme is as stingy as a pig arm now."

Li Zhao touched Song Qingyue's smooth skin, and suddenly thought again: "Yue'er, how many babies should we have?"

Song Qingyue was tired, closed her eyes, and leaned her head in his arms: "At most two more."

Li Zhao originally wanted to talk about having more babies, but remembering Song Qingyue's pain when she gave birth to Li Kun, she closed her mouth tightly again, and unconsciously touched the stretch marks on her belly.

That's all, three is fine, three is enough.
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After the Wanshou Festival, the capital returned to its usual calm and busyness.

Li Zhao returned to Tianjin to work, and Song Qingyue temporarily took over the courses of the Academy of Sciences.

As a result, she has to go to the Academy of Sciences to clock in and go to work every day.

Going to class in the morning and going home to take care of the child in the afternoon, if it weren't for the two teaching assistants, Mo Zhu and Mo Lan, who helped her correct homework and prepare lesson plans, these days would be as cool as 996 in her previous life.

The current homework is written on the blackboard with chalk by two teaching assistants, and the students copy the homework and do it at home.

In fact, Song Qingyue also tried the "paper printing method".
That is to say, the craftsmen who need to engrave stencils will hollow out the questions on the stencils according to the test papers copied by Mozhu and Molan with hard charcoal pens, and finally stain the roller with black ink and roll it across the paper. The test paper is printed.

These craftsmen need to place a special iron plate on their heads under the wax paper, and use a special engraving pen to write half and half strokes one by one.If it is light or heavy, it will not work, and if it is light, the wax will not be printed clearly; if it is heavy, the stencil will be scratched, and the stencil will not be printed, and all previous efforts will be wasted.

Therefore, engraving wax paper is a careful job, and it also tests patience.Carving on wax paper is afraid of making mistakes. If you make a small mistake, you can melt the wax to correct it. If you make too many mistakes, you have to rewrite.Wax paper engraving pens can't write even characters, basically they have to write in block letters.

This is a new technology, and several craftsmen called by Song Qingyue to study the "paper printing method" are still groping.

In addition, the "quick-drying ink" required for the paper printing method is another point that requires technical breakthroughs.

Song Qingyue left it to her father to handle this matter, and a notice was posted in the factory building of the Royal Printing Factory: Whoever can prepare a quick-drying ink with a suitable viscosity will be rewarded by Princess Jin with 300 taels of silver, and she will also be awarded an outstanding prize by the emperor. A contribution medal.

This kind of reward is the first time ever!
In the past, when I worked for the royal family, it was not up to them to reward them if they were done well, and it was all their fault if they failed.But now there are huge rewards, and even medals! ?

On the second day after the notice was posted, when Mr. Song came to inspect the printing factory, he found that the expressions of the craftsmen were different when they were working, and they became more energetic!

While observing, he thought, is it necessary to change the monthly payment system that the printing factory has always had, and change it to a monthly payment system like Xianyuezhuang Wool Factory that pays more for more work?
The pre-sold books need to be printed more quickly. If the monthly money is distributed according to the number of printed pages, the printing speed may be accelerated.

Thinking of this, Mr. Song directly sent people to Xianyuezhuang to learn from the director of the wool factory.

I didn't notice it before, but now that I started thinking about it, I realized that my daughter is a fucking genius!

It turned out that the wool factory assigned a number to each worker, and then formed a group of ten people, and a shift of 50 people.

In addition to the relationship between each person's wages and the number of products they produce, there is competition between classes and between groups.

Groups and shifts with high production efficiency will be rewarded, while the last one will be punished.

In this way, even those who are not highly motivated to work will be urged to improve by the people around them, and those who have a good method will share their experience with the members of the group.

Master Song slightly modified this system, and began to try to implement the new monthly money system in the Royal Printing Factory.

The effect was eye-opening for him!

Originally, he thought it would take at least two months to print the pre-sale, but it was printed in late May!

As for a printer named Lin Anzhong in the printing factory, because he has a talented son in his family and a troubled relative who works as an official in Shuntian Mansion, he didn't work much when he was in the cabinet printing house. He's grown up too. In the past, everyone let him go and tolerated him so much that they didn't say anything.

Still don't say anything now.

When Lin Anzhong went to the Royal Bank to withdraw his monthly money at the end of May, he suddenly discovered that he only had sixty cash for this month!

"Is... not mistaken?" Lin Anzhong stared at the short string of copper plates in his hand.

The guy at the counter said, "Wait a minute, I'll check."

The people waiting in line behind to get the monthly money shouted: "What are you doing?! The Royal Bank was opened by the emperor, how could you make a mistake? Hurry up! There are so many people, don't waste our time!"

"That's right! There are so many people lining up!"

Lin Anzhong blushed from the people behind him yelling.

Those who come here to receive monthly money are basically officials or craftsmen who help the government. According to the current words, they are not civil servants or employees of public institutions.

(End of this chapter)