Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Xie Jin feels that he has nothing to love, do you go home? But thinking of his wife and children at home, he felt that he was just a trash. "Liewen.com WwΩW. ΔLieWen. Cc

An decree from Zhu Di abolished his future path to the solution of Jin. He was already 47 years old, and it was estimated that waiting for the prince to take up the position would have long been overwhelming.

As for teaching at the college where Fang Xing said last time, he is not interested at all.

After many years of huahai career, Xie Jin felt that his heart could no longer be quiet, and he no longer had the kind of vigorous energy that he had when he was studying.

"... The officials heard that the number should be changed and the people would be suspicious, and the punishment would be too complicated, and the people would play. Since the beginning of the country, it will be twenty years, and there will be no changes in the law for a long time.

Xie Jin's body shook, and he stood up from the bed, the sound outside the door still continued.

"The minister sees your Majesty's good view of Shuoyuan, Yunfu's miscellaneous books, and the so-called Dao De Jing, Xin Jing, and the minister cheats that it is not suitable..."

This is Xie Jin's words after being selected by Zhu Yuanzhang in the past, and there are a lot of eloquence, and the whole story is full of spirit.

"His Majesty……"

Thinking of Zhu Yuanzhang's love for himself like a father, Xie Jin couldn't help but recall his own life and death.

"let's go."

Fang Xing outside the door closed the book, and then took Zhu Zhanji out.

"Brother Dehua, such an stimulating Bachelor of Interpretation, will it..."

Zhu Zhanji was a little worried that Xie Jin would commit suicide.

Fang Xing smiled and said: "How can it be so easy to commit suicide? The Bachelor of Interpretation has just gotten into the horns. With his cleverness, as long as he can figure it out, he can pass any hurdles."

Zhu Zhanji remembered that Xie Jin was sent home by Zhu Yuanzhang, and then Zhu Di was rushed to Annan almost in exile, and he was a little bit more confident.

Under such circumstances, Xie Jin didn't despair. At this time, it was just a dismissal. Xie Jin shouldn't be so fragile.

"Let you investigate Daming's currency, what do you think?"

When the two arrived at the study, Fang Xing threw a problem to Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji pondered for a moment, "Brother Dehua, the younger brother checked the distribution of the treasures over the years, and felt that there was no plan, and in many cases it was not allowed to trade in the old, leaving the people at a loss."

"What is the most critical factor?"

Fang Xing asked the core question directly without catching a cold.

Zhu Zhanji recalled for a while and said: "The younger brother thinks it is still a credibility issue. The people do not trust the treasure banknotes. The credibility of treasure banknotes almost collapsed back then. Thanks to Xia Shangshu using salt and treasure banknotes to link it, otherwise it would have become waste paper!"

"How can it be solved?"

Fang Xing is not easy to be fooled, and since Zhu Zhanji is the future emperor, no matter how powerful it is, it is useless.

"Brother Dehua, the younger brother thinks that we still have to start with the establishment of credibility. First, we must protect the value of Baochao. This requires unified planning by the Ministry of Household to make Baochao's business more stable."

Why!

Fang Xing sighed leisurely: "You still haven't grasped the essence of the matter."

Zhu Zhanji was still preparing to explain, but Fang Xing waved his hand to stop him.

"The key to treasure notes is capital."

Fang Xing felt a little regretful when he thought of the treasure banknotes that would become waste paper in the future.

"If the Ministry of Household has a large amount of gold and silver as capital, then the credibility of the treasure banknotes will be solved!"

Playing with credit currency in Daming, Fang Xing felt that it was pure brain drain.

"Fang Xing..."

Fang Xing was about to tell Zhu Zhanji the importance of national capital. Hearing this voice, both he and Zhu Zhanji stood up and looked out the door.

"What's wrong with Wanwan?"

"Fang Xing..."

Wanwan rushed in, with tears on her small face, fixedly looking at Fang Xing and said: "Wanwan didn't inform."

"What whistleblower?"

Fang Xing was puzzled.

Wanwan choked up and said, "Grandpa Huang said that you were not allowed to go out for a full period of time. It was not my secret."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fang Xing couldn't help laughing. Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but laughed, and went up to comfort him: "If there is nothing, Wanwan don't take it to heart."

A teardrop fell from Wanwan's chin, she stopped choking, and said in disbelief, "Really? But I just quarreled with Grandpa Emperor."

Uh……

Fang Xing's laughter stopped abruptly, and some dumbfounding said: "Wanwan, what did you say to your majesty?"

A grandma came in and wiped away her tears. She clenched her small fist and said with an indignant expression: "I said Grandpa Huang overheard, and then said... I don't like him anymore."

Gee!

Fang Xing had a toothache, and looked at each other with Zhu Zhanji, and finally had to find Liang Zhong.

Liang Zhong's expression was a bit weird, and when he mentioned Zhu Di's reaction, his expression was even more weird.

"Your Majesty seems to be a little...unswerving, and a little... annoyed."

"You are talking about Lao Liang for nothing."

Fang Xing felt that this matter was big or small, so she asked Wanwan to persuade him: "This matter is just a blindfold of your majesty. The one-hundred-shield salary is irrelevant, and your majesty will not eavesdrop on you, understand?"

"real?"

Wanwan is happy first, then worry again.

"But I don't even like Grandpa Emperor..."

"It's okay, when you turn around, you send something over to ensure that your majesty will turn his anger into joy."

Fang woke up in the inner courtyard and came back with a few more glasses in his hand.

"Your majesty hurts his eyes at the memorial, if you send this, there is always one that suits him."

In the Palace of the Qing Dynasty, Zhu Di was watching the memorial, pulling the memorial far away from time to time, and his body was not consciously leaning back slightly.

The **** was receiving a cup of tea and was about to deliver it, but he looked up and saw Wanwan outside the door.

"Your Majesty, the princess is here."

The chief **** put the teacup on the imperial case and whispered.

Zhu Di snorted, and when he looked up, he saw Wanwan who was standing next to the door and looking at him timidly.

"What's the matter?"

Wanwan hesitated for a moment, and finally walked in, handed her hands behind her back, and said: "Grandpa Emperor, Wanwan blamed you, this is Wanwan's apologize."

Zhu Di's eyes were a little annoyed, staring at Wanwan. When she saw Wanwan's small mouth flattened and water shining in her big eyes, she reluctantly said, "Take it over and take a look."

The **** took the thing, and said in praise: "Your Majesty, this majesty is much more refined than last time."

It is the tribute that Zheng He brought back when he went out to sea last time, but they were all myopia glasses and no reading glasses.

There are five pairs of reading glasses in total~www.NovelMTL.com~ Wanwan walked to the case and enthusiastically recommended: "Grandpa Emperor, you can try it and see which pair of glasses suits you."

Zhu Di reluctantly picked up a pair of glasses and put them on. Wanwan picked up a memorial and sent it from far and near.

After changing three pairs of glasses, Zhu Di was able to see the memorial from a normal angle. He asked, "But Fang Xing gave it to you?"

Wanwan pouted: "Yes, but Wanwan honored Grandpa Emperor."

Even this credit must be grabbed!

The corner of the eunuch's mouth was grinning, and Zhu Di also relaxed his brows, pretending to be serious, and said: "For the sake of Wanwan's face, I reluctantly accepted it."

"Go, but don't burn fire in the palace."

Forgiven Wanwan cheered and ran away, Zhu Di smiled slightly, and then picked up a memorial.

"...His Royal Highness recently checked the North Korea and Wa Kingdoms albums, and it seems to have a vague meaning of annexation. North Korea, I am the Ping Fan of the Ming Dynasty, the country listed by Emperor Taizu Gao as not to conquer..."