The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Seeing Fang Jifan pierce himself, Zhu Houzhao blushed slightly: "Why are other people's dads so good?"

Fang Jifan wondered: "I don't know who your father is, what is it?"

"Your father!" Zhu Houzhao glared at him again, and then shook his head: "The father emperor became more and more violent. He clearly showed that he was so kind to the hundred officials, but he was more and more severe with this palace. Alright. "

Is another sigh.

Fang Jifan quickly said: "There is another scar on His Royal Highness, which is remarkable, this is the imprint of a real blood-blooded man."

Zhu Houzhao narrowed his eyes, and still seemed not happy.

It seems that this set is already immune.

Fang Jifan sighed and mourned for him: "His Royal Highness, being beaten is a common matter of the soldiers, who can cultivate muscles and bones, and can also strengthen the body."

"......"

Fang Jifan laughed suddenly, uh ... a little embarrassed ... He looked down, seeing Zhu Houzhao's case, which was a pile of densely packed manuscripts. Fang Jifan was suspicious, but he didn't see how the Highness Prince was working so hard: ? "

"Count!" Zhu Houzhao immediately said, "Do you know why I was beaten yesterday? Is it because of this count? Isn't this the end of the year? At the end of the year, the state treasury will have to convert the money and food. In the Nuan Pavilion, I heard the father emperor and master Liu talk about this. This palace thought, this is a good feeling. This palace is also interested in the calculation, so he said to the father emperor, let the children calculate When the father and the emperor heard it, they were displeased and said that the palace was not able to read four books.

Fang Jifan couldn't help frowning, right, although the status of arithmetic was not high in the Ming Dynasty, it was always better than not learning without skill, and it hadn't reached the point of being beaten.

Speaking of this, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but pat his face lightly, and said with a depressed face: "This palace is confused ..." Suddenly, he said: "This palace is a word, and answered the father emperor said that this march There is no reason for not counting when fighting, otherwise, how to calculate the number of thieves from the marching pot stove; how to calculate the money and food, how to reasonably match the horse infantry; the palace said to the father emperor, the method of generals is actually the calculation Law, platoon formation ... is also the method of calculation ... the result ... "

This is a low IQ. Fang Jifan carefully looked at Zhu Houzhao, whispering in his heart, could it be that His Royal Highness the Prince, also had a brain disability?

Hmm ... it is possible!

In addition to the great martial arts of Emperor Taizu Gao and Emperor Wen, this emperor has become a taboo especially after the change of the Earthen Castle. But the emperor does not think about the art of the emperor, does not study the four books and the five classics, and learns the truth of the saints, but he is full of thoughts to fight and kill, which is even more unreasonable.

'S current atmosphere is like this, it can't be changed.

Zhu Houzhao gritted his teeth and said: "This palace must be counted, even if it is beaten."

By the end of the year, even at the end of the accounting period, there was a special person in the household department to perform the accounting. Fang Jifan took a book curiously and browsed through it in ten lines.

Probably: ‘In March of the 11th year of Hongzhi, there were 110,000 jin of silk, 330,000 pieces of cloth, 93,342,232 silver in the warehouse; 540 thousand stone of grain ...”

The dense data shows that Fang Jifan's scalp is numb.

Daming ’s so-called taxation is mainly based on real objects, so people who study history have glanced at the annual silver deposits that Daming stores every year, which is probably only about two million millions, which is a lower order than other dynasties. Human fingers. But in fact, the tax bank is only the small head of the small head, the real large-scale storage, but silk, tea, food and even including porcelain, including countless materials, these total amount of materials, it is only important for Daming Financial resources.

Is just the calculation method of cashier and account in this era, it is really excessive, the personnel inspected by the household department are just adding or subtracting the amount of money in the account.

Think about it, a Jiangsu government has such a huge amount of calculation, and put it in the two provinces of Beijing and 13? This is not the most terrible. What is terrible is that there will be losses during the transportation of materials. Since there are accounts, naturally there will be cashiers in this process. Therefore ... It is huge, and these addition and subtraction algorithms may not be accurate, and they need to be calculated again and again. Because of the huge amount of calculation, special personnel must be separated and calculated separately. Finally, they will be summarized again.

Fang Jifan narrowed his eyes and looked at the pile of books on the desk, but he couldn't help but numb his scalp.

Zhu Houzhao's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. He wanted to come. In order to gamble on this, he had stayed all night.

Zhu Houzhao actually has a stubborn side. From the history, he has to go to Datong to make a difference, and it can be seen by the wailing of the Tatar people.

But ... Fang Jifan himself can see the scalp numbness of this dense account book, that is, the household ministry wants to account, there are no more than a dozen people, and they constantly carry out repeated calculations, spending a lot of days and effort, I am afraid that it may not be possible to get an accurate Numbers, the person under your crown prince, how can you figure it out.

Useless work.

Said, Zhu Houzhao buried his eyes in the case again. He couldn't help but whispered: "Where is the prince's palace? You blame you, the old party, you have divided the heart of the palace."

"I'll count it!" Fang Jifan couldn't help vomiting this kid, but he still felt a little bit distressed. Although the two people were almost the same age, Fang Jifan was a man of two generations, but his psychological age was enough to be Zhu Houzhao's elder brother. , Seeing Zhu Houzhao as such, Fang Ji's demeanor is calm: "You come with the account book and show me a copy."

Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan with surprise: "Will you still count?"

"I am a **** operator!" Fang Jifan sat down and first took an account book.

On the level of arithmetic, although Fang Jifan is a liberal arts student, after all, he still has a sufficient crushing advantage for people of this era. It is unpleasant to say. It is enough to throw a calculus or the Pythagorean theorem or calculus. The ancients have raised the level of arithmetic for hundreds of years.

Of course ... Fang Jifan does not intend to use arithmetic, because even if he takes out the housekeeping skills to verify, it will take at least a day or two for him to sort out these books, then ... how to get a true answer?

Actually, it ’s very simple ... Hongzhi ’s eleven-year annual expenditures are in Fang Jifan ’s mind ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ People who study Ming history do n’t just want to study characters. As a scholar, they simply start with characters. On the contrary, it is the level of the civil sciences. In the last life, materialism was advocated. What is materialism? That is to derive the social background based on the level of productivity, so-called economic basis determines the superstructure.

Therefore, to study the Ming Dynasty, we must first understand its productivity. Where did the productivity come from? It is naturally based on the annual revenue surplus of its treasury.

Therefore, a real researcher is different from ordinary lovers. Lovers tend to be more character-oriented, and make their own judgments on history according to the quality of the characters. Researchers, however, are more biased towards boring data. Zhang Juzheng's reforms, whether successful or not, actually have a huge relationship with the vast amount of smoke, grain, silk, and silver in the actual records.

Fang Jifan's memory of these data is still fresh, on the one hand is good memory, on the other hand, this is his own job.

But clearly knowing the real data of this year's revenue, Fang Jifan can't throw it out hurriedly. Since he wants to help Zhu Houzhao, then ... it must always be the same.

So he began to look down at the account book, chanting words, and there was a nonsense in his mouth that was like nonsense such as one-three-three, two-three-three-six, while the old **** was there.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but seem suspicious. Lao Fang ...... really count?

Looks professional.

He looked down at the dull book full of cases, simply ... and gave it to Fang Jifan.

So, Fang Jifan put on a pretend check in a book, Zhu Houzhao happily poured him tea and water: "Lao Fang, cold or cold, do you want to add some coal?"

"Go aside."