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Having said that, he immediately gave half of the book to the emperor and asked him to read it and review it.

Little Emperor:......

The little emperor had his own place in the palace. Under Zhao Hanzhang's gaze, he stepped forward with difficulty and took the fold with both hands respectfully.

As soon as Zhao Hanzhang let go, his arm sank, and more than twenty seals pressed him down until his back dropped.

Zhao Hanzhang said with a smile: "Go ahead. If you have any questions, you can ask Tai Tu for advice."

The little emperor's lips trembled, and he sat back down with the book in his hands. Dong's servant, who was waiting on the side, was both happy and worried. Zhao Hanzhang unexpectedly treated the little emperor preferentially. Before, he only let him read the book, but now he directly asked the little emperor. If you criticize someone, does this count as pro-government?

It was a pity that the little emperor could not understand his joy. The first envelope he opened was about repairing the river channel.

Zu Ti wrote a letter saying that there was a severe drought in the north this year, and some old farmers said that the rain might be different next year. He also asked some people who were good at astronomy and constellations, and they all said that there might be major floods in the summer and autumn of next year.

Jizhou has always been a key area of ​​flood disasters in that section of the Yellow River basin, so he requested the imperial court to allocate funds to him to repair the river channel and strengthen the dikes to prevent floods.

Of course, when asking for money from the court, you can't just write this little thing. His book is very thick, but the handwriting has changed. It contains detailed methods for managing rivers, as well as various numerical algorithms, which are estimates of required materials and labor. The approximate number of people, construction period budget, etc.

Finally, these data were compiled into a number that made the little emperor dizzy.

The little emperor stared at it blankly. Except for the first tenth of the letter, which he could understand, he basically read the last ninety-tenths with blurred eyes.

He knew most of the words, and he could ask Dong's chamberlain about the words he didn't know, but he couldn't understand the words when they were put together.

Oh, he understood the last sentence. Zu Ti and Zhao Hanzhang reached out for the money to manage the river.

That was a number that made the little emperor tremble when he read it.

He knew that the treasury was short of money because as early as half a month ago, his meals changed from white rice to wheat rice mixed with wheat grains.

Zhao Hanzhang did not have the idea that no one should suffer the emperor. What she wanted was to share the joys and sorrows, so she ate wheat rice, and the little emperor had to eat rice mixed with wheat grains.

That's it. She also asked Dong Naishi to say in the ear of the young emperor, "Nearly 90% of the people in the world don't even have to eat wheat rice. The generals can only eat wheat rice. Your Majesty can now eat half white rice and half The wheat rice is already excellent."

Now, looking at this number, the first thing the little emperor thought about was how to reject Zu Ti without offending him?

The little emperor held the pen and thought again and again, but still couldn't write. He quickly turned to look at Zhao Hanzhang. Zhao Hanzhang was lowering his head and carefully reviewing his notes without looking up at him.

The little emperor struggled for a long time, watching the time go by little by little, and it was almost time for lunch. He couldn't help but become anxious. After lunch, he could only rest for two quarters of an hour, and then he would study "Mencius" with the Taifu. Today he has to learn the first chapter of "Gao Zixia", and the Tutor asked him to recite it. But last night he had to do homework, so he only memorized it roughly. If he doesn't strengthen it, he will definitely not be able to recite it...

The little emperor became more and more nervous as he thought about it, sweat broke out on his forehead, and the hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Dong's chamberlain was also a little anxious. Seeing that he could spend an hour reading a letter, when would the more than twenty letters be approved?

After thinking about it, he brought the teapot forward, carefully poured him a cup of tea, and reminded: "Your Majesty, if this is a difficult letter, it is better to read the next letter."

The little emperor then remembered that he could do the easy things first and then the hard ones. He quickly put down his pen and closed the envelope from Zu Ti and picked up the next one.

This letter is from Youzhou. The magistrate of Wuzhong County, Beiping County, Youzhou, sued Shi Le, the governor of Youzhou, saying that he colluded with Duan Xianbei for smuggling, raised private soldiers, and intended to rebel...

The little emperor's hand shook, and the folded book fell on the table with a snap.

Zhao Hanzhang gently raised his eyelids to look at him.

The little emperor immediately rolled up the paper and ran forward, saying in a hurry: "General, Shi Le, Shi Le is going to rebel!"

Zhao Hanzhang only glanced at the folder and said with a smile: "How does your Majesty think this matter should be handled?"

The little emperor said: "Of course we should immediately send troops to attack Shi Le and escort him back to question him."

Zhao Hanzhang burst out laughing when he heard this, then put away his smile and looked at him and said: "Since your Majesty thinks so, let's approve it like this."

But where can he mobilize his troops to get to Youzhou faster?

The little emperor opened his mouth. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it.

The chamberlain Dong on the side had already knelt on the ground with a thump, his whole body prostrate to the ground, trembling.

Although he was very busy, he couldn't delay lunch. Zhao Hanzhang looked at the time and said to the little emperor compassionately: "Your Majesty, please go have a meal first, but you have to approve the discount for you and give it to the courtiers before dawn tomorrow." Send it out, otherwise it will delay the government affairs."

The little emperor finally left stiffly.

As soon as he came out of the main hall, he immediately picked up his robe and ran to the backyard. In the backyard, Taifu Xunfan was already waiting. He would eat with the little emperor, test his homework from yesterday, and then take a short rest and start studying today. class.

Oh, the little emperor not only has cultural classes today, but also martial arts classes.

As an emperor, how could he not know how to ride a horse, shoot an arrow, swordsman or drive a car?

In the event that the imperial commander personally goes to war, it would be difficult to escape with his life, so these lessons will be distributed every day for ten days. Today is a swordsmanship class, and the one who teaches him swordsmanship is Zhao Ming.

I heard that after going to Luoyang, Zhao Ming's son Zhao Shen will replace him as his new martial arts master. Both father and son are recognized for their good swordsmanship.

The little emperor did not dare to cry to Zhao Ming. He only dared to cry to his uncle Xunfan. He did not even bother to have lunch. When he saw Xunfan, he pulled his sleeve and cried bitterly: "More than twenty envelopes, I only read two letters in one morning, and I still can’t make a decision. How can I finish it on time tomorrow?”

Xun Fan's face looked a little ugly, and he hurriedly asked: "How did your Majesty reply to the two envelopes?"

The little emperor shook his head with red eyes, "I haven't approved it yet. I can't understand the note on Zu Ti. He wants too much money. I don't know how to refuse him."

"Shi Le wanted to rebel. I told the general and wanted her to send troops to suppress it, but she asked me to approve it myself." The little emperor said with aggrieved words, "But uncle, I don't have the right to dispatch troops. Where can I come from?" Are you sending troops to attack Shi Le?"

Xun Fan looked at him with a complicated face. He was very lucky that the person in power at this time was not the young emperor, but Zhao Hanzhang, otherwise the North would have fallen into a new round of melee.