Chapter 28
I flipped through it a few more times, and most of them were some Zhe An Zhe Zhe and Xie En Zhe Zhe, but Sheng Shaoqing still admired their writing skills.

Sheng Shaoqing felt that she was simply illiterate in front of this group of people. She wrote a thesis, and she could kill her just by checking the weight, let alone a whole bunch of ingenious innovations. But these people, every one of them The praise words are not the same, they are all talents!

So, here comes the question, how should these be approved?

Fortunately, Cui Yun kindly brought over the memorials approved by the late emperor when he was there for her reference. Now that she has a standard answer, she will be disrespectful.

As for the papers for asking for safety, they will all respond with "I know" and deal with them indifferently.

As for the Xie En notes, they will be given a reply of 'continue to work hard' to encourage them.

After approving a few copies, Sheng Shaoqing thought she had mastered the trick, until she saw the notebook of the governor of Zhili again.

Governor of Zhili: Can I return to Beijing to congratulate the emperor on the Longevity Festival?
Emperor Xian: No need to read the book.

Governor of Zhili: In early February, the eight ministers came to celebrate the emperor's birthday?

Emperor Xian: No need to come!

Sheng Shaoqing quickly found out from the submerged pile of books the governor of Zhili's "Zou please go to Beijing to congratulate the Empress Dowager on Yongning Festival". Sure enough, the last sentence was: Can I go back to Beijing to congratulate the Empress Dowager on Yongning Festival?

The governor of Zhili is too miserable. He wants to go back to Beijing to celebrate the emperor's birthday, but he is always rejected.

However, in view of the fact that her ex-husband of the emperor had rejected the kindness of the governor of Zhili one after another, she couldn't accept it, so she could only hold back a smile and criticize: no.

The rest of the memoirs are mostly the daily affairs of the officials’ territories, such as whether it rained in Baoding this month, how much it rained, how the recent crops in Shuntian Prefecture are growing, and the recent output of Bianzhou Weaving. For the convenience of recording , she called Cui Yun to help her spread the paper.

She wants to show the ancients advanced science and technology.

After a while, the half-year cloth output trend map of Bianzhou weaving was completed, and the quantities of silk, yarn, silk, damask, Luo, brocade, and satin were marked by categories. Sheng Shaoqing proudly showed Cui Yun, "This is no better than that one Ersan wrote it much more clearly?!"

Cui Yun looked at the ghostly talisman-like Arabic numerals and line chart in the Queen Mother's hand and fell into deep thought. What is the Queen Mother doing?
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After finishing speaking, the system sorted out all the data contained in these memorials.

There are even the extraction of the names, official positions, number of titles, and content keywords of these ministers.

"You should have told me earlier that you have this ability. I'm still hiding it from me. Let me see if the keyword of the governor of Zhili is 'respectful wishes'?"

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Resisting the national quintessence, Sheng Shaoqing: All right. Asking others is better than asking yourself.

Sheng Shaoqing started a new round of sorting out the records of the governor of Zhili who wanted to go back to Beijing every day to pay his respects.

A sheriff named Hangqingzhou from Yecheng stood out among the nonsense notebooks in the number of excerpts, and Sheng Shaoqing made a logical decision: approve his first.

When Sheng Shaoqing found the standard answer of the late emperor to this young expert, Sheng Shaoqing held back for a long time before he couldn't burst out laughing.

Hang Qingzhou: Hello, Your Majesty!
Emperor Xian: I'm fine, I've gained a little weight recently.

Hang Qingzhou: How are you, Your Majesty?
Emperor Xian: I am fine.

Hang Qingzhou: How are you, Your Majesty?
Emperor Xian: Very good.

Sheng Shaoqing seemed to see the strong resentment of the late emperor through these standardized answers. This county governor is just a chatterbox. It would be great if the automatic reply function could be turned on.

Maybe it was because of these broken things that the first emperor became sick from overwork and died young.

Seeing that Emperor Xian's reply to Hangzhou Qingzhou was getting fewer and fewer words, until there was only one word "oh" in the end, she felt that Emperor Xian was quite rebellious.

(End of this chapter)

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