I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 208 I'm Sweet, Still Sweet

Just by being transferred from the Ministry of Household Affairs to the Royal Bank, one can be promoted to a rank and ten times the salary will be paid!

At this moment, many people have begun to regret why they didn't stand up just now.

The few people who stood up were startled for a moment, then showed excitement on their faces, and said in a trembling voice:
"Thank you Fang for supporting me!"

Fang Xiu looked at them, waved his hands and said: "The Royal Bank has just been established, and the staff is not yet sufficient. You guys work hard, and if you can make a name for yourself, you will be promoted to a higher rank."

The voice fell, and several people were breathless.

What is the concept of being promoted to another rank? Take Wailang, a member of the Zhidu Department, as an example. Now it is from the fifth rank, and when it comes to the Royal Bank, it is from the fourth rank, and one more rank is from the third rank.

It is no exaggeration to say that they are already ranked among the princes, after all, the governors of some states are only from the third rank!

At this moment, several people looked at Fang Xiu in front of them, their hearts were surging, and they wished to contribute everything to the Royal Bank.

Because they knew that the reason why Fang Xiu did this meant that he attached great importance to the Royal Bank, no less than the Six Departments!
Even in a short period of time, it will be even better than the six films!
These few people don't have any background in the court. If they don't have the opportunity, they may be five ranks in their lifetime, at most four ranks.

It's different now. When they arrive at the Royal Bank, they are veterans. As long as they do things well, their future is boundless!
At this point, several people suppressed the excitement in their hearts and bowed deeply.

"Thank you Fangxiang!"

The rest of the officials looked at them with envy, and regretted that they hadn't seized the opportunity.

It is not a trivial matter to add a yamen to the imperial court. Fang Xiu had to discuss with the empress to finalize the plan and then announce it at the court meeting.

Fang Xiu looked at a few people and told them to read more books during this time.

Then he left the household office and went straight to the palace.

All the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Wu Mingkong, who was dressed in a dragon robe, sat on the dragon chair, with memorials placed on the case, resting his chin and staring at his eyes, thoughtful.

Those eyes are elegant and demure, and there is an indescribable nobility when looking forward.

"His Majesty."

A soft call pulled the empress back from her thoughts.

She raised her eyes to look at Fang Xiu, and there was a touch of joy and love in her clear and bright eyes, which she quickly hid.

"Are you free to come see me?"

Wu Mingkong put down the red writing brush in his hand, looked at Fang Xiu, and said calmly.

It has been three days since the two of them went up to the sky together in a hot air balloon, and Fang Xiu hasn't come to the palace even once.

Although he knew that he had many things to do, Wu Mingkong was still a little unhappy.

Why can he come and leave whenever he wants, regardless of his own feelings?

He really regards the palace as his home!

This time, no matter what he said, he could not make him succeed so easily.

Seeing the empress's expression, Fang Xiu instantly understood what was going on. He took out a red rose flower from his bosom, handed it to the empress, and said with a light smile, "I saw this rose when I passed by the yamen today. Hua, I immediately thought of Your Majesty, His Majesty's beauty is far better than it."

Wu Mingkong was slightly taken aback, looking at the red rose.

Pieces of fiery petals are squeezed together, layer upon layer, like glowing red agate, extremely gorgeous.

Although he knew that this flower was just picked by him casually, a warm current surged through Wu Mingkong's heart, and a faint smile appeared on his tense pretty face, which he quickly hid.

She snorted, pouted and said: "There are many such flowers in the imperial garden, so why are they so rare?"

"Your Majesty doesn't want it."

Fang Xiu stuffed the rose back into his bosom, and said casually: "Take it back and give it to Li Yaoyue, she should be very happy."

When Wu Mingkong heard the words "Li Yaoyue", annoyance appeared on his delicate face, he stood up from the dragon chair, walked up to Fang Xiu, stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it!"

"There are many such flowers in the imperial garden, and your Majesty does not lack this one."

Fang Xiu took a step back and smiled lightly.

"All the flowers in the royal garden put together can't compare to the one you gave me."

This sentence appeared in Wu Mingkong's mind, but he didn't say it out. He just pouted and hummed, "I don't care if I give you love or not!"

After finishing speaking, he sat back on the dragon chair angrily, and said angrily: "Could it be that you entered the palace today just to anger me?"

"of course not."

Fang Xiu looked at Wu Mingkong and said with a light smile, "I miss Your Majesty."

Wu Mingkong did not know how many times he heard such a straightforward and hot confession.

But every time I hear it, my heart still trembles involuntarily, and a sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.

She blushed slightly, rolled her eyes, and hummed, "I say that every time, so it can't be something new."

Fang Xiu said: "Then don't talk about it next time."

"You!"

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Wu Mingkong glared at Fang Xiu, and had no choice but to sulk all his life.

"The minister intends to set up a new government office in the imperial court, called the Royal Bank, which will be responsible for saving, lending, and printing banknotes."

Fang Xiu pulled a grand master's chair, sat carelessly beside the empress, and narrated his thoughts completely.

Wu Mingkong was still a little annoyed at first, and felt that he was still angry. Fang Xiu, a traitor, was not even willing to pretend to be coaxed. Sure enough, as the old saying goes, a man doesn't cherish it after he gets it.

However, as she listened and listened, she gradually realized the importance of the Royal Bank, so she put aside her petty temper in love and listened intently.

After a while.

After Fang Xiu finished explaining the framework of the Royal Bank, his mouth was a little dry, he picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Wu Mingkong was taken aback, and blurted out: "That's what I drank."

Fang Xiu put down the teacup and said casually: "Your Majesty's"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Wu Mingkong's exquisite face turned red up to his ears, he stretched out his slender jade hand, covered Fang Xiu's mouth, bit his red lips, and said in embarrassment: "Don't talk nonsense!"

It was Fang Xiu who covered the mouth of the little empress all the time.

It was the first time for the little empress to cover Fang Xiu's mouth.

Fang Xiu looked at the flushed little face in front of him, with a smile on his brows, without any panic.

next second.

Wu Mingkong felt a soft touch from his palm.

A numbness spread from the palm of the hand to the whole body.

She subconsciously withdrew her hand, opened her eyes wide, stared at Fang Xiu, her face was red and hot, and she said angrily, "It's disgusting!"

Fang Xiu frowned, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something else.

Wu Mingkong clenched his fist with his right hand, waved it twice in the air, and threatened: "If you say any more nonsense, I will fight you!"

The little empress was always like this, she had tried everything, put on her dragon robe, and turned back into that ignorant girl, looking ashamed and annoyed all day long.

However, Fang Xiu always likes to tease her with these things.

"Okay, I won't say anything."

Fang Xiu pretended to be helpless and sighed, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The Royal Bank is indispensable to promote the business of the big business. I will come up with a specific plan in the next few days. At that time, His Majesty will need to meet with the court. published on the

Seeing Fang Xiu's sighing expression, Wu Mingkong always felt a little uncomfortable, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and Xiaofen punched him twice.

"Obviously you bullied me! Why are you still wronged!"

The two quarreled for a while.

Somehow, Fang Xiu hugged the little empress in his arms.

Wu Mingkong struggled a few times, but found that he couldn't break free from his strength, so he simply lay flat, stretched out his hand and squeezed the soft flesh around Fang Xiu's waist, pinched it hard twice, and finally relieved his anger, humming: "Are you going to give up?" Who will be the head of the Royal Bank?"

After the Royal Bank was established, it was comparable to the six ministries in terms of power and status, so the choice of the chief officer must be the top priority.

"Daji."

When Fang Xiu answered this question, his expression didn't change at all, obviously he had already made a decision.

Hearing this, Wu Mingkong was slightly taken aback, looked at Fang Xiu, and found that he was not joking, his brows were slightly frowned, and he fell into thought.

After a while, she said: "Although I don't have much contact with Daji, I also believe that she is capable enough to be the chief officer of the Royal Bank, but
After all, she has no fame, and it is inevitable that she will be criticized as a public secretary of the second rank all at once. "

The Dagan law did not stipulate that women could not enter the court as officials, nor did it stipulate that women could not participate in the imperial examination.

In the impression of most people, what women need to do is to take care of their husbands and children at home. Although it has not yet reached the point where "a woman's lack of talent is virtue", she has indeed been suppressed to a certain extent.

of course.

In the long history, many women have made remarkable achievements in different fields.

Only taking part in the imperial examination, few women seem to try.

Because of this, over time, the rule that women do not take part in the imperial examination has been formed. Although it is a custom, few people break it.

"Your Majesty, do you know how many memorials were written a few years ago by the officials, hoping that the late emperor would choose one of the prince's heirs to be in charge of the East Palace?"

Fang Xiu put his arms around the little empress and whispered in her ear.

Although there are female emperors in this world, the number is far lower than male emperors.

If it is not forced, very few emperors choose women as their heirs.

If it weren't for the fact that Wu Mingkong was the only descendant left in the lineage of the first emperor, even if Fang Xiu tried his best, it would be difficult to push her to the throne of emperor.

"Do you want to say that you were able to push Zhen to the throne back then, and now you can also let Daji enter the court as an official?"

Wu Mingkong squeezed Fang Xiu's fingers, and said, "I knew that being an emperor would be so tiring, and I would be bullied by you. I would never fight for this position."

"I think that your Majesty, the emperor, is very happy."

Fang Xiu chuckled and said so.

Wu Mingkong snorted, didn't continue to dwell on this topic, but said: "Daji has become the chief officer of the Royal Bank, who will be in charge of Zhenbaozhai?"

Don't say it.

This is indeed a problem.

Zhenbaozhai has developed to the present, and its scale is extremely large. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the number one store in Daqian.

Fang Xiu was not relieved to hand it over to outsiders.

However, there are not many people around him who are trustworthy and have certain business ability, and they all hold important positions, so he has no time to take care of Zhenbao Zhai.

There was silence for a moment.

Fang Xiu didn't know what to think of, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty thinks, how about letting Li Yaoyue take over?"

Before Li Yaoyue married, she was the person behind the biggest shop in the Zhou Kingdom, Zuihua Pavilion.

She came to take care of Zhenbaozhai, and there was no problem with her ability.

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Wu Mingkong stretched out his hand and pinched Fang Xiu, and said angrily: "You clearly know that I get annoyed when I hear her name, and you keep mentioning her!"

In Wu Mingkong's eyes, although Daji and Yang Yuhuan's looks are not inferior to hers, their identities are much different.

One day in the future, they will marry into the Xiangguo Mansion as concubines.

But Li Yaoyue is different.

She is the princess of the state of Zhou, and Fang Xiu's three books and six rituals, ten miles of red makeup, and the lady who is being married by a bright matchmaker. In name, she is Fang Xiu's wife.

On the contrary, she, although she was tired of being with Fang Xiu all day long, was no different from a husband and wife both emotionally and practically, but she was anonymous.

Every time she thinks of the picture of Fang Xiu and Li Yaoyue getting married, she feels uncomfortable, even though she knows that the two are just a fake marriage, she still feels uncomfortable.

Thinking of this.

Wu Mingkong felt that his heart was inexplicably bored and flustered again, his beautiful peach blossom pupils were clouded with mist, he pouted his lips in aggrieved manner, trying not to let the tears fall.

After a while, the mood calmed down a bit, and then hummed:

"You are not allowed to mention her name in front of me in the future."

Fang Xiu sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, kissed her lightly, and said softly: "I listen to your Majesty. From now on, Your Majesty will not mention Li Yaoyue, and I will never mention her name. Don't feel bad, Your Majesty, I feel distressed."

Wu Mingkong turned around, stretched out his little pink fist and hit his chest twice, he groaned, "You mentioned it again!"

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Fang Xiu let the little powder fist fall, and looked at the empress in front of him with bright eyes.

When you love someone, you will have a strong desire to possess.

This is the same even in Dagan where monogamy and multiple concubines exist.

Facing Yingying Yanyan who was beside Fang Xiu, the little empress always pretended to be nonchalant.

But Fang Xiu knew that for countless days and nights, she was so uncomfortable that she could hardly sleep, but she just didn't want to show it in front of her sweetheart.

After all, this has always been the case.

"Look what I do."

Wu Mingkong couldn't bear his burning gaze, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, he turned his face away, trying not to look at him.

"This is the new sweet-scented osmanthus candy from Zhenbaozhai, please try it, Your Majesty."

Fang Xiu took out a candy from his arms and handed it to the empress' mouth.

The empress smelled the faint scent of osmanthus, and her heart seemed to be filled with nothing, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were bent into crescent moons.

She likes sweet-scented osmanthus, and Fang Xiu always brings her something that smells like sweet-scented osmanthus, whether it's pastries, aromatherapy, or soap.

As the supreme emperor, she certainly doesn't lack these gadgets, but as long as they are given by Fang Xiu, she still feels extremely happy.

Because this shows that Fang Xiu has her in his heart from beginning to end.

These romantic details can most touch the heart of a young girl in love.

Wu Mingkong snatched the sweet-scented osmanthus candy from Fang Xiu's fingertips with a whimper, savoring the sweet taste carefully.

next second.

Fang Xiu suddenly came over, hugged her slender waist, and kissed her "baji".

"Let me taste the sweetness of His Majesty's little mouth, or sweetness of sugar."

Fang Xiu's bright eyes looked at the beautiful face that was close at hand, and his tone was gentle.

Wu Mingkong looked up at his pink face, which was red and hot, and asked tremblingly, "Have you tasted it?"

Fang Xiudao: "Not yet."

Wu Mingkong's small face was hot, his eyes were full of mist, and he stared at Fang Xiu, his voice trembling slightly.

"You can't taste it like this."

The next second, she hugged Fang Xiu's neck, leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

After a long while, he let go of him, the watery peach eyes blinked lightly, and the cherry lips parted lightly: "Have you tasted it this time? Is it Zhentian, or Tangtian?"

Fang Xiu chuckled, "Tang Tian."

"No, try again"

Wu Mingkong's pretty face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, and he leaned closer again.

(End of this chapter)