For the time being, the Rakshasa District was mainly maintaining the status quo. Given Great Zhou's current situation, the Rakshasa District would have to wait at least five or ten years before it could possibly see development opportunities. Relatively speaking, the demand for transportation capacity was not that high.
Moreover, to a certain extent, it already had the ability to sustain itself. Changing it to once a month would basically not be a problem.
After Zhou Xu made his decision, the ministers below did not dwell on the matter any further. They soon moved on to the next issue.
Clearly, arguments like this had to play out at least five or six times at every court session Zhou Xu held. Without a doubt, the busiest person during them was Song Jinyu.
As Minister of Finance, he could hardly get away with merely knowing how to calculate accounts.
Or rather, if he wanted to make sense of Great Zhou's accounts, he had to understand a little of everything. His four-star Intelligence undoubtedly played an important role in that.
Song Jinyu's existence was like a sieve in Zhou Xu's hands.
He sifted through every project, greatly reducing Zhou Xu's workload. At the same time, this doomed him to have fairly poor relations with most departments.
That was also the biggest reason Zhou Xu valued him so highly and indulged him whenever he threatened to hang himself.
After the court session ended, Zhou Xu returned to his palace, changed clothes, and went to the Hall of Diligent Governance to work.
As soon as he arrived at the Hall of Diligent Governance, he received the documents and reports that had just been delivered that morning.
"Whoa, they found oil in the desert?"
The desert might look barren on the surface, but there were still