Chapter 173

The next day Xiaobai regained her spirits and went to the villa with lingdang.

"She's going to show off."

Zhang Shuhui said Xiaobai's purpose in a word. Lingdang is very big now. She often meets the dogs raised by the farmers in fangjiazhuang, so after several wars, lingdang established the position of dog boss in fangjiazhuang.

Fang Xing doesn't care about this. He is the boss of fangjiazhuang. Of course, the dog he keeps is also the boss of the dog.

"Young master, Yao Ping is looking for you."

When Yao Ping saw Fang wake up in the front yard, he arched his hands and said, "teacher, our Lord Shangshu asks you to go."

Xia Yuanji?

What's that old man looking for me?

"Promoted?"

Seeing that Yao Ping's clothes were different, Fang woke up and asked.

Yao Ping said gratefully, "it was only done yesterday. The disciple is now the treasured banknote lifting secretary. It is all the kindness of the teacher. The disciple asked for this job today and also wanted to invite the teacher to dinner."

As Fang Xing walked out, he said, "my salary is not high. You still have a small family to support. Don't engage in these crooked ways."

Yao Ping smiled and said, "the disciple also took over the work of an accounting room privately. He has some savings. Please don't dislike it."

"Oh!"

Fang Xing stopped and looked at Yao Ping.

Yao Ping was worried that he would be scolded. Kefang woke up with a smile on his face, patted him on the shoulder and said, "yes, although it's unreasonable, it's good that you can put down your body to seek life!"

The Zhu family is probably the most unfriendly royal family to officials in all dynasties. The low salary makes those officials, especially Beijing officials, complain incessantly.

Yao Ping was overjoyed when he heard the speech. He got on the horse with Fang Xing and rushed to the household department.

All the way into the Imperial City, when passing the military headquarters, Fang woke up and saw that the people at the door had changed.

It used to be the Ministry of household not far away. The Ministry of household is the majority and has great responsibility. Xia Yuanji, as the Shangshu, is the money bag of Daming.

Xia Yuanji is a thin middle-aged man with an anxious look on his face, which makes people know that he is very busy.

After seeing Fang wake up, Xia Yuanji put down the information in his hand, took a sip of tea, and then said with a bitter smile: "Dehua should know how difficult it is for the officials of the household department to do when he sees me like this."

Fang Xing replied respectfully, "I have adults in Daming, so I have more than enough after many engineering battles."

This is not a boast. With Zhu Di's great talent and foresight, if it weren't for the words of the old Xia in front of him, I can't say that Emperor Yongle might become the second emperor of Sui Yang.

Xia Yuanji said with a smile, "I'm flattered. I just did my part."

After a few words of gossip, Xia Yuanji said positively, "Dehua, please come today for the liquidation of my account."

Why are you looking for me?

Fang Xing was all ears.

"Since Yao Ping learned arithmetic from you, they have played a great role in our household department, so I'd like you to accept some more students, how about it?"

"This..."

Fang Xing has some intention, but some feel too troublesome.

"Lord Xia, there is a problem I have to say."

Fang woke up and began to find an excuse: "do you want to teach it quickly or learn it slowly like Yao Ping."

"Of course, the sooner the better!" Xia Yuanji's anxious color between his eyebrows became heavier: "there are many affairs this year. My ministry of household has to budget the food, grass, baggage and other things for the Northern Expedition next year. It can't be delayed!"

Fang woke up and said, "unless they relearn the counting symbols, I'm also a skillful woman. It's hard to make bricks without rice!"

Xia Yuanji nodded and said, "it's a small thing. I saw the big food number you said. It's really easy to use and easy to write. It's just a little easy to tamper with."

This is the case with Arabic numerals, such as 6 and 8,. In places like Hubu, once the data is tampered with, the consequences will be lost.

The famous "Guo Heng corruption case" in the early Ming Dynasty was tampered with by using the simple counting method of one, two and three. As a result, the amount of corruption reached the total amount of autumn tax in the Ming Dynasty.

Later, of course, there was a big case, and countless heads fell to the ground.

Fang Xing said with a smile, "Lord Xia, have you forgotten my Daming counting symbol? You can use the current counting method to remark on important data."

Xia Yuanji was annoyed and said, "I forgot."

The Ming Dynasty used to count by one, two and three, but after the corruption case of Guo Huan, Zhu Yuanzhang used the counting method created by Wu Hou of the former Tang Dynasty.

——One, two, three, four

"But I have to go to your majesty and tell him about it. If your majesty agrees, it will be changed from my household department!"

Xia Yuanji was an acute child. He ran away and left Fang Xing alone in the house.

Fang woke up and looked at the familiar appearance of those officials in the Ministry of household, so he had to walk around slowly.

Slowly, Fang woke up and strolled outside the house.

"Fang Xing?"

Fang Xing was bored. When he heard someone shouting, he looked back happily, but he saw the familiar old man.

"I said, uncle, why have you been to the household department?"

Now is the busiest time for work. There is almost no human figure outside. Fang woke up and quickly waved to the old man: "hurry up, this is the imperial city. If you accidentally bump into a senior official, you have to get a board."

There is a room outside the household department. This is a place for the staff waiting for a temporary rest. At this time, there is no one.

After holding the old man to sit down, Fang woke up and poured him a cup of warm tea. Then he said, "uncle, this is the imperial city. If you don't know the way, I'll ask someone to take you back."

The old man pulled the hem of his clothes and covered his shoes. Then he looked at Fang Xing with interest and asked, "I remember you were white, but how did you get in?"

"Hey! It's a long story!"

Fang Xing explained Xia Yuanji's intention to invite himself, and then complained: "the efficiency of this court is also very slow. Although the big food numbers are foreign things, I Daming should have a broad mind to learn knowledge that can help me, rather than follow the old ways and stick to self denial."

The old man stroked his beard and said, "what do you think I should do?"

"We must change the imperial examination, or all the scholars in Daming will study stereotyped writing. Who will study firearms? Who will study improved varieties? Who will... Forget it, why do I tell you this!"

Fang Xing estimated that the time was almost up, so he first looked out, turned back and waved stealthily: "uncle, there is no one outside now, you go quickly!"

The old man stood up and told Fang to wake up: "stay and don't run around."

After the old man left, Fang woke up and disappeared for a moment. When he came out, he had a bottle of drink in his hand.

"Why has this old Xia gone so long?"

Gradually, after completing the affairs arranged in the morning, some people in each yamen began to go out to do business.