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Ji Shangshu's resignation seems to symbolize the decline of an old era.

The arrival of Feng Changshi, like the new policies initiated by Her Majesty the Empress, injected fresh blood into the entire court.

"Feng Changshi!"

Her Majesty, whose power was growing day by day, had black eyes sparkling with joy. She stood up and helped Feng Changshi up, who had not yet kneeled down. "I haven't seen you for five years. I really missed you so much."

Feng Changshi was also very excited, and even had tears in his eyes: "I am always thinking about the princess."

The old name, speaking from the mouth of Feng Changshi, sounded particularly cordial.

Jiang Shaohua's eyes also became hot.

It has been more than ten years since she was reborn at the age of ten. Her life has been turned upside down, and so have the people around her.

Chen Changshi, who died unexpectedly in his previous life, is now the prime minister of Daliang. Feng Changshi, who was loyal and conscientious, finally made it and came to the capital to serve as the Minister of Revenue, in charge of Daliang's money and grain.

"In fact, more than two years ago, Minister Ji submitted a memorial, wanting to resign." Jiang Shaohua choked up a little: "I didn't agree until this year. Because I wanted to rectify the Ministry of Personnel first, remove the nail of Minister Zhang, and completely control the court."

"Feng Changshi felt wronged and had to wait two more years."

Feng Changshi is nearly sixty this year. Hearing the emperor's heartfelt words, he was so moved that tears streamed down his cheeks: "Your Majesty values ​​me so much, I will feel at peace even if I close my eyes immediately."

"Reunion is a great joy, so we can't say such unlucky words." Prime Minister Chen at the side suppressed his excitement and said with a smile: "The emperor asked you to come to the capital to take charge of the Ministry of Revenue. The whole court is watching, you old bones, you must behave yourself, don't make a fool of yourself, and make the emperor be ridiculed by the ministers."

Feng Changshi's temper had remained the same for many years and had never changed. He immediately glared at his old friend and said, "Don't try to provoke me. I'm five years younger than you! How can I be considered an old man? I can eat and sleep, and I can still serve the emperor for another ten years!"

Prime Minister Chen was overjoyed to see his old friend again after a long separation. He smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I was wrong just now. Minister Feng is in his prime, and it's no problem for him to have served for twenty years."

Feng Changshi raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking very confident.

Jiang Shaohua was also amused and laughed.

Such conversations were not unfamiliar to her. When she was a young princess, she often left the palace to inspect, and she would be gone for half a year. Chen Changshi also went with her on inspections. Only Feng Changshi was always left behind in the palace, responsible for logistics, housekeeping, money and food, and other trivial matters, so he inevitably had some complaints. Every time Chen Changshi fooled Feng Changshi like this.

Feng Changshi also fell for this trick, and it was common for him to argue with Chen Changshi.

"When Feng Changshi came, I felt completely at ease." Jiang Shaohua smiled: "Feng Changshi has been traveling a long way, so he should rest for a few days before going to the Ministry of Revenue."

Feng Changshi said, "I will go tomorrow."

Well, it’s still the familiar Feng Changshi.

Jiang Shaohua laughed: "No need to be so anxious. The Ministry of Revenue has been running pretty well in the past few years. There are many minor problems, but it's generally OK."

Although Shangshu Ji is often criticized, he is also dedicated in his work.

Although Feng Changshi was in the Nanyang Palace, he was very familiar with the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue in the capital. Tang Youyin, who worked as a deputy minister in the Ministry of Revenue, would write him a thick letter every month.

"There are many minor problems," Feng Changshi's smile faded when he mentioned the Ministry of Revenue. "Not all the old bad habits can be changed. They dare not do big corruption, but there are always small corruptions. They are reluctant to do their jobs, not proactive and active, and waiting for their superiors to urge them. When I go to the Ministry of Revenue, the first thing I have to do is to cure their bad habit of procrastination!"

The Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Rites were promoting reforms, so the Ministry of Revenue, as important as it was, would also have to undergo some changes. Minister Ji knew that he did not have the ability, courage, or means to do so, so he tactfully left to make room for Minister Feng. After Minister Feng arrived, he would make drastic changes. Jiang Shaohua smiled and said, "Anyway, I will leave the Ministry of Revenue to Minister Feng."

At noon that day, Jiang Shaohua asked Feng Changshi to have lunch in the Zhaohe Palace. He also specially asked Princess Baoer to come out so that Feng Changshi could see her.

As soon as the four-year-old Princess Baoer showed up, Feng Changshi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Your Highness, you look almost the same as the emperor when he was young."

The chubby little face with a rosy complexion, a pair of big black eyes, and the way he walks with a brisk pace are really adorable.

He does look like Jiang Shaohua when he was young.

Prime Minister Chen stroked his beard and smiled: "Her Royal Highness has started to practice martial arts this year. She is very talented and is not inferior to the emperor when he was young. She has also started to learn to read, and is even better than the emperor when he was young."

Both of them watched Jiang Shaohua being born and growing up, and whenever they mentioned her childhood, their faces were filled with nostalgia and reminiscence.

Back then, King Nanyang was still alive and they were all in their prime.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed. The young princess grew up, sat on the dragon throne, became the emperor of Daliang, and had Princess Baoer.

Princess Baoer looked at Feng Changshi curiously, then turned to ask Jiang Shaohua, "Is this the Feng Changshi that mother often mentioned?"

With just one sentence, Feng Changshi smiled broadly: "Your Highness, it is this old minister."

Even Princess Baoer knows him, which shows that the emperor really cares about him.

Prime Minister Chen saw this and laughed in his heart. He had known Feng Changshi for many years and knew Feng Changshi's temper very well. He was not afraid of hard work or fatigue when doing his job, nor did he care about the salary, and he did not like extravagance. But he cared a lot about his position in the master's heart.

To put it bluntly, someone needs to praise and coax it, and then this stubborn donkey will be subdued.

Jiang Shaohua also thought of this, and he and Chen Cheng smiled at each other.

Feng Changshi's eyes fell on the face of another handsome boy: "This must be Kang Ge'er!"

Three-year-old Kang Ge'er spoke in a baby voice: "Yes, I have met Great-Grandfather Feng."

Feng Changshi was amused again, and glanced at Prime Minister Chen with a smile: "This must have been taught by your great-grandfather."

Prime Minister Chen stroked Meiran and smiled as he replied, "Kang'er's parents have both been appointed to other posts, and now he lives in the palace with Princess Bao'er. I am working in the palace, so I can always look after him."

Princess Baoer acted like an elder sister. After greeting each other, she led Kanger to play. Kanger was just a little follower, constantly calling her sister Baoer.

Princess Baoer occasionally got impatient and threw a tantrum: "Stop yelling, it gives me a headache."

Kang Ge'er just shut up and continued to follow Bao'er.

Feng Changshi saw it and couldn't help but glance at Prime Minister Chen.

Prime Minister Chen remained calm and smiled slightly.

Feng Changshi stayed in the palace for half a day before saying goodbye and leaving. Prime Minister Chen personally escorted him out of the palace and sent him all the way to the former Nanyang Prince's Palace, now Prime Minister Chen's Residence. (End of this chapter)