When the three of them arrived at the front, they happened to see Mr. Zhuang standing in front of the door watching the prince go away.

The three of them immediately stepped forward.

When Mr. Zhuang saw them, he smiled slightly and waved: "Come in."

It was still warm in the small classroom, and there were still some charcoal in the brazier. Mr. Zhuang took out a new tea cup and was about to pour them tea when Bai Shan quickly stepped forward to take it.

Mr. Zhuang simply let the three of them do it. He sat on the seat first, and after they all sat down cross-legged, he asked: "It's almost time for dinner now. Don't you want dinner?"

Man Bao chuckled and said, "Please tell me sir, let's go eat after we send him out of the palace."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, "If you have any questions, just ask."

Man Bao asked, "...Sir, why did Xiao Yuanzheng pretend to be ill? He could have used my outline. If he felt that his writing was not good, I wouldn't mind ghostwriting for Shangguan."

It is also an unwritten rule for lower officials to ghostwrite for superior officials. Most of the officials' excerpts are written by themselves. People like Mr. Wei and Mr. Old Tang disdain to let ghostwriters.

But there are always exceptions, right?

It's not that embarrassing. Man Bao herself doesn't feel embarrassed or wronged. In fact, if she does it occasionally, she is still willing to write notes for Xiao Yuanzheng.

I always feel that the excerpts written that way are better. There are many things she said that are difficult to write in her own excerpts, but they can be written in Xiao Yuanzheng's excerpts.

Even though Mr. Zhuang knew his disciple, he couldn't help having a heart attack at this moment, and then he said in a dumbfounded voice: "Xiao Yuanzheng may actually let you ghostwrite in the future, but it's impossible now."

He paused and then explained: "I went to the Hanlin Academy to search for information some time ago and found that the Imperial Academy rarely exists in the records of imperial meetings."

Since the permission of Dao Confucius to hold a small class for the prince, Mr. Zhuang has not limited himself to explaining the "Book of Filial Piety" to the prince.

It is a pity that he has never been an official in the court, so there is still a lot to understand and learn.

There are many books in the Chongwen Library, but the materials on Chaoshang are much less than those in the Hanlin Academy, so Mr. Zhuang went to the Hanlin Academy.

The Hanlin Academy not only contains specific historical materials of the previous dynasty, but also records of the current dynasty, articles published by various officials in various periods, and even official excerpts.

Of course, Mr. Zhuang cannot view everything. He can only view things from ten years ago. He does not have permission to view things within ten years.

Even the prince and the third prince can only check things from three years ago. Things within three years are still sealed. No one can access them at will except the emperor and the Imperial Academy.

But things from ten years ago were enough for him to read.

Mr. Zhuang said: "I only looked at the records for three years, but I found that no matter whether it was a large or small court meeting or a court meeting at the beginning or end of the year, there were very few records about Taiyuan Hospital. There were only eight records in three years."

"Compared to other ministries, this record is rare." Mr. Zhuang said: "In the past, it was just that. The Imperial Hospital's responsibility was only to treat the nobles in Beijing. But now you have opened the Imperial Medical Office, and in the future you will also manage the local medical offices.

As for emergencies that govern the entire world, a large amount of medicinal materials are circulated every year, so we have to speak at the great court meeting."

He said: "I see that you have been worrying about the funding from the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Affairs after Mr. Yang left. That's because you have found the wrong solution."

He smiled and said: "Applying for funds from the Ministry of Household Affairs is a matter between you and the Ministry of Household Affairs, but it is not just a matter between you. Look at the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of War. When they ask for money from the Ministry of Household Affairs,

Will it also be discussed with the superiors?"

Man Bao started to think thoughtfully.

"The Ministry of Household Affairs only cares about the money, and they are naturally stingy about the money they give out. But there are many adults in the court, and everyone can work together. It is better than the two of you who only see your own immediate interests. It is better to discuss whether it is suitable or not.

, listen to other people’s opinions, maybe you can gain something else?”

Manbao asked: "Are you trying to win over other adults in the DPRK to put pressure on the Ministry of Revenue to give you money?"

Mr. Zhuang was happy. He looked at her and said, "Silly boy, why have you forgotten that the other five ministries and even all localities need funds from the Ministry of Household Affairs? If the money is given to you, they will get less. What can they do?"

Will he help your Imperial Medical Office put pressure on the Ministry of Household Affairs without any reason?"

Man Bao was stunned for a moment and said, "Then why do we still have to discount?"

"Wealth and woe depend on each other. Apart from competing interests, your Imperial Medical Office and other departments should complement each other. If we all work for the people's livelihood, we will naturally consider the pros and cons of the plan you propose," Mr. Zhuang said: "What do you think?

Things that are beneficial to people’s livelihood may not really be beneficial to people’s livelihood.”

Mr. Zhuang slowly gave an example and said: "You want to spend one tael of silver to feed a hungry man two buns. Do you think other courtiers can agree?"

Man Bao said: "I don't know whether they agree or not, but I don't agree. Is this bun made of gold? Why is it so expensive?"

Mr. Zhuang laughed loudly and said, "That's it."

Bai Shan also understood the reason why his husband asked Man Bao to increase the discount. It was simply to let more people participate in the decision-making of the Imperial Medical Office, so as to ensure that no too many mistakes would be made.

But... "But sir, why didn't Xiao Yuanzheng take part in politics himself, but let Man Bao do it?"

Mr. Zhuang laughed and said: "Because of Manbao's age and gender, as well as her usual personality, the ministers would not think much of her. But if Xiao Yuan suddenly made such a specific move, I'm afraid it would cause another disturbance.

"

Xiao Yuanzheng must have thought of this, so he reported illness at the right time.

Mr. Zhuang looked at Man Bao and said meaningfully: "Everything in this world depends on getting used to it. When you were first appointed, most of the courtiers were not used to it, and they only regarded you as a doctor who treated the prince and princess, because the prince had no

Heir, they just turned a blind eye and allowed you to be appointed an official and let you live in the palace."

"But if you are involved in the affairs of the Imperial Hospital a lot, you will not just sit in the Chongwen Hall and study books." Mr. Zhuang said: "In the later stages of the construction of the Imperial Medical Office, whether it is enrollment or curriculum, Xiao Yuanzheng will also have to

Asking for your opinion. Not to mention that after you refuted Wang Ji in the court over the recruitment of private students, you were directly qualified to attend the court meeting."

"They will get used to having you as a female official in the court, and in the future they will also get used to the Imperial Medical Office discussing politics at court meetings." Mr. Zhuang said: "Xiao Yuan should also have this ambition."

Bai Shan's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Man Bao, "This is also your opportunity."

Mr. Zhuang nodded, "Yes, times make heroes. Man Bao, this is your time."

It is impossible to say that Mr. Zhuang has no ambition. For himself, he no longer has much ambition, but for his students, his ambition is not small.

Due to his age, even if he had the will, he would be unable to do so, but the three children are still teenagers. Compared to him, who is already old, they still have decades to live in the future.
Chapter completed!