Chapter 87: : Accurate


Seeing it, it is about to celebrate the Chinese New Year. Tomorrow is the New Year ’s Day, but the exact number has not yet come out. After today, then even the Hubu must take a break, and it will be half a month after the new year has passed. How much effort will be delayed?
He was anxiously pacing back and forth in the house of the household, and the tea cup on the coffee table was also cold, but he didn't realize it.
In the north and south stalls, there are crackling sounds of abacus beads everywhere, and there are endless noises, and the literary officials hurriedly walked in front of a case, handing over a copy of the book to the court official, and sitting in the hall To check again.
In the distance, you can hear the sound of firecrackers faintly. Seeing that the New Year's Eve is about to eat.
Wang Wenan, Tieqing, who is the head of the household department, grimaced and made a guilty condemnation: "Li Gong, it is the fault of the xiaguan. It is the blame of the xiaguan. The xiaguan can't think of it. It has not been checked several times. In advance ... without preparation. "
Li Dongyang squeezed his pressure hand: "It's not too late to mend the sheep, it's not too late, hey ... I hope there won't be any omissions today. Today is the year, but it's hard for you."
Waited for another half hour, and it seemed that it was getting dark. Next, it was time to eat New Year's Eve dinner.
Li Dongyang looked tired, but finally the court officer in the sitting room came in a hurry, holding a book with unmarked ink in his hand, and said in surprise: "Li Gong, Li Gong, calculated, the number of north and south stalls is finally By the way, the number of differences can be ignored ... "
"Oh ..." Li Dongyang raised his eyebrows and took over the book. He almost saw the record above saying 'Introduced silver is 275,444,6272, with a silk of 795,554. Ten pounds ... 'he roughly scanned it again, and took the books of the south stalls, comparing them with each other. That's right, the number of the two stalls is about the same, which means that this time is accurate.
He called out: "Your Majesty has repeatedly urged the balance at the end of the year. This is related to many government orders after the year. At noon, the palace came to urge once ..." He raised his eyes and looked at the outside. Sky, frowning: "Will it be inappropriate to report the number to the palace at this time. But ..."
Li Dongyang is too aware of this emperor, and will not be reported to the palace today, but will wait until the year after. According to His majesty's temperament, it is safe to sleep and eat.
He groaned a little: "Baijiao, now enter the palace, or take advantage of this last chance, please visit His Majesty."
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Palace is full of joy.
The eunuchs were already busy, and were in a hurry for the feast in the palace.
Queen Zhang took the princess and went to the Wanshou Palace. First, he sat with the Empress Dowager for a while, and when the time came, the three generations of the royal family would gather together and have a good life together.
Zhu Houzhao had already entered the palace and was called by Emperor Hongzhi.
Emperor Hongzhi naturally would not give him any good looks. Zhu Houzhao was especially trembling today. After all, the impulse is the same thing, but after the impulse, calm down, I feel that I might be over, so I accompanied my smile and carefully looked at my own. Father Emperor.
The emperor Hongzhi is not in the mood to take care of Zhu Houzhao. This year ’s household expenses and food expenses have not yet been sent. If so, it means that in the next half month, many of his ideas will not be realized, and he has no idea.
Hundred officials can relax, all ministries and government offices can be idle, but the emperor Hongzhi dare not stop, he always feels that he has too much to do.
He seemed a little anxious. In the past, the account books of the household department should have been sent a few days earlier, but this year, there should be something wrong.
Thought like this, my heart will be depressed.
Emperor Hongzhi suddenly raised his head and suddenly met Zhu Houzhao's eyes. His eyes met each other. Emperor Hongzhi only realized the fear in his son's eyes, as well as the deliberate pleas that was revealed deliberately. Emperor Hongzhi stretched his face and said lightly: "Knowledge Yet?"
"Knowledge is wrong." Zhu Hou said as honestly.
The emperor Hongzhi froze his face: "Talk about it."
"Children shouldn't fight against the father emperor." Zhu Hou's smile to humans and animals is harmless: "Children ... Even if you know the father is wrong, you shouldn't and should not ..."
"Huh?" Emperor Hongzhi passed a trace of coldness in his eyes, but he still refused to admit his mistakes inside and out.
Emperor Hongzhi was a little itchy. If it was not New Year ’s Eve, he would go to the Longevity Palace for a reunion later. Emperor Hongzhi really wanted to kill the silly son. He shook his head in his heart and said seriously: "Fang Jifan just coaxes you, you still do not understand?"
"Lao Fang ... uh ... Fang Jifan won't cheat the children." Zhu Hou Zhao smiled like a tortoise, but the words were persevering.
Emperor Hongzhi felt that his patience had reached the limit: "Well, with so many numbers, he can account for Kangfu in one day? Is he a in the sky, or a literary man in the sky? You, even if you trust a person, but I also scored the original intentions of others. I only have you as a son. In the future, you want to succeed in the grand rule. Of course, if you want to trust your officials, you must not ... "
Speaking of this, some eunuchs crept in: "Your Majesty, Li Dongyang, a bachelor, asks for advice."
The emperor Hongzhi was shocked.
Is still Master Li who knows that he wanted to come to the Ministry of Households to calculate the money and food, so it was at this critical juncture that he did not hesitate to enter the palace.
Hongzhi Emperor's brows spread out: "Please come in."
For a moment, Li Dongyang saw that he paid a salute to the emperor Hongzhi: "The servants have the crime of death, Hubu ..."
The emperor Hongzhi pressed his hand: "It's already very difficult for you. It's still in the household today. Why, has it been calculated?"
Li Dongyang held up the book he had already prepared with both hands: "Your Majesty, please look over."
The took it, turned his hand on the royal case, and the emperor Hongzhi sat down, picked up the book, and opened it.
Zhu Hou-zhao's eyes were filled with light: "Father Emperor ... Father Emperor ... You are logarithmic, logarithmic ..."
Emperor Hongzhi appeared impatient. This silly son is still unwilling to talk about it to himself ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He talked so much about it, and he is still the same.
Originally wanted to speak.
Immediately, the face of Emperor Hongzhi changed.
This number is somewhat familiar.
‘Twenty-seven thousand four hundred and sixty-two thousand two hundred and fifty-two silver, seventy-nine thousand pounds and five hundred and forty pounds ...’
The number of the first line ... Emperor Hongzhi has some impressions because ...
His eyes flashed, he couldn't help saying: "Come here ..."
Eunuch bowed: "The slave-servant is here."
Hongzhi Emperor said lightly: "Where is Fang Jifan's book?"
"Slave slave will go and get it."
In the Nunnery, it suddenly became strange.
Even Li Dongyang felt strange.
The emperor Hongzhi was sullen and said nothing.
Zhu Houzhao kept aiming at him here, but Emperor Hongzhi just kept his face down, and seemed to stop breathing.
Shortly afterwards, the fetched the book, and the emperor Hongzhi uncovered the book. Both books were evenly distributed before the emperor's case. Thousand six hundred twenty two two. ’
And the bank accounted for by the Ministry of Finance, it is almost the same, but the last little bit of the mantissa, there has been a little change.
The emperor Hongzhi took a breath.
This guy ... really counted?
You should know that those accounts are as of the seventh day of December, and Fang Jifan cannot get the accounts of the household department early. Zhu Houzhao did go to the household department to copy a copy, but he sent the accounts of Fang Jifan's land within a few days. Yuqian.
That is to say, this guy really only spent a few days to calculate the money of the household, and ... accurately!

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