"It's good to go. How can we discuss countermeasures with Han Xiang if we don't go? The old fox is a talent. If he asks for leave due to illness, I can't do anything about him. Unexpectedly, he wants to go back to his hometown, which is right in the heart of mourning for his family."

Jiang Chan, carrying a brush, wrote two strokes on the memorial from time to time, and spoke faintly with green bamboo in her mouth.

"What are these things? After writing so much at length, the central meaning can be summarized in two sentences." Shu closed a memorial, and Jiang Chan put it aside.

Today, Jiang Chan, who officially went to the imperial study to deal with documents, listed the requirements for the writing of official documents for future generations and was ready to hand them out to the court tomorrow.

"Niang, it's time to pass the meal." Qingzhu bent down and said in Jiang Chan's ear. It's two hours since Niang entered the imperial study and it's time for dinner.

"Be light, don't have too many dishes and reduce the expenses in the palace." Jiang Chan put down her Zhu pen and said two words casually.

"The slave and maidservant knew that, so they ordered to go down."

Green bamboo is not surprising. Since the death of the former Emperor, the Empress Dowager's mother has always asked for food.

After eating a few mouthfuls in a hurry, the busy father-in-law Xu came to repay: "empress, several generals such as the Duke of an, the Duke of England, the Duke of Zhen and Lord hang are waiting outside the imperial study."

Jiang Chan put down her chopsticks and said, "announce them to come in, green bamboo, and bring the mourning family's private library."

Green bamboo bowed: "madam, this is not a small amount. If it is used..."

Jiang Chan picked her eyebrow: "it doesn't hurt. If you spend it, you will always earn it back in the future."

In the imperial study, the Duke of an Guo and some old generals were guarding there. Seeing Jiang Chan coming around from behind the screen, he hurriedly got up and saluted.

Jiang Chan raised her hand: "there's no need to be so polite."

"An Guogong, Xiliang is in a hurry. You can start immediately after you order the soldiers. This is the private treasury of the mourning family. It should be enough for the soldiers' pay for one month. The rest of the mourning family will be sent to the border within ten days."

An Guogong blinked his tears: "thank you for your kindness."

Jiang Chan smiled: "soldiers are very fast. If you delay one day, I don't know how many people will die at the border. It's all living lives."

Several generals also saluted Jiang Chan: "thank the Empress Dowager for her compassion."

Listen to Jiang Chan and other adults discuss big things. Green bamboo goes out with light hands and feet. He and father-in-law Xu are guarding outside the imperial study. As long as the generals in the North Korea are pulled over and matched with Han Xiang, they will have a chance of winning.

Half an hour later, the generals left one by one, leaving the public interest of Angola to the last.

Looking at Jiang Chan sitting behind his desk, the Duke of an sighed: "my lady is too sudden in the imperial court today."

He was also startled by Jiang Chan's hand, and he didn't talk to him in advance. He could unite with several generals to avoid being alone in the court.

Jiang Chan took a sip of tea and said, "it worries you, father. I did it on purpose. I've always been in the main battle. I can't put the fate of a country on a little girl."

"It's not easy for her to live on the land. Where can she go out to eat this pain? Xiliang is rich and can't compare with our Central Plains after all."

"That's the truth. In this case, the harmony will only bring shame." an Guogong nodded. If he defeated the harmony, the princess's situation in Xiliang would be slightly better, but if he changed the situation, the harmony would be looked down upon.

"I know you know, father. Unfortunately, these literary ministers can't do anything except talk." Jiang Chan said casually, imitating the original owner's character.

In front of his parents, the original owner is lively and speaks with some open mouth. Of course, this is because of her parents' love, which allows her to be herself freely.

"I wish my mother had a plan in mind. The old minister left first." an Guogong stood up: "if my mother feels lonely, I might as well recruit some officials to accompany her in the palace."

Jiang Chan nodded: "thank you for your father's reminder. I know what to do."

It's still an Guogong's clever move. If Zuo Xiang's pulse jumps again, she will recruit all the official securities of Zuo Xiang's pulse into the palace. Unfortunately, the little prince is still young. If he is older, she can match him with some playmates. Are you afraid that those officials are not obedient?

Thinking about these, Jiang Chan continued to bury her head in the memorial. These officials, if they really use her as a decoration, what are the things that are brought to her eyes?

There are no facts at all. Almost all memorials are from the Ministry of rites, the Ministry of works, and none from the Ministry of officials, the Ministry of household, the Ministry of punishment and the Ministry of war. But even if the memorial was sent and then rowed, Jiang Chan had to read it patiently and make comments.

If you don't look at it, there will only be fewer and fewer memorials sent in the future. When it comes to the Ministry of work, Jiang Chan has a lot of ideas about making money in her mind, but she can't make money at present.

Thinking, Jiang Chan wrote a few words at the bottom of the memorial. She provided ideas to see if the capable people and craftsmen of the Ministry of work could do it.

The news spread very quickly in the harem. Soon, the news that the Empress Dowager used her private Treasury to pay the soldiers on the expedition to Xiliang spread all over the capital.

Naturally, no one in the harem knows it.

In the evening, Jiang Chan finally handled the piles of memorials. Green bamboo came in and reported that the two princesses were waiting outside the imperial study. It seemed that they wanted to report something.

Jiang Chan put down her Zhu pen and said, "announce them to come in."

Zhao runbing and Zhao Runqing came in. The two little girls were holding a small box in their hands and looked a little cautious.

"I've seen the Empress Dowager. How are you, Empress Dowager."

"Why did you come to the mourning house?" seeing that they were a little worried, Jiang Chan took the lead in asking questions in a very soft tone. These two people look like frightened birds. She can't scare people.

The older Zhao runbing bit his lip. "I heard that the empress used her private Treasury to pay military salaries for the soldiers. Runbing also wanted to do her bit. This is the silver runbing has accumulated over the years."

Runqing crisply said, "Runqing also wants to donate military pay to the soldiers. Runqing can not use pearl jewelry and change it into silver for the soldiers."

Green bamboo handed the two small boxes to Jiang Chan. Jiang Chan glanced at them and said, "thank you for your kindness. I'm glad you can do so."