Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 84 Father's kindness and son's filial piety

   Twelfth lunar month twenty-one.

  The end of the year is getting closer.

  In the Forbidden City, even though it was snowing heavily again, the eunuchs of the Palace Supervisor began to sweep every corner of the palace with a broom early in the morning.

  In the warm pavilion, Emperor Hongzhi, who was rarely able to take a break, still got up early. For him, this had become a habit. No matter when he fell asleep, he would wake up automatically when it was time.

  He is like a spinning top that never stops, no matter what time, he will appear in the Snapper on time.

  In the warm cabinet, several cabinet scholars are often waiting here early, and there is already a rare tacit understanding between the monarch and his ministers.

   Without too many formalities, Emperor Hongzhi sat down. He looked very tired, but he raised his eyes and saw Li Dongyang, but he couldn't help but said with concern: "Master Li, you are old, your body is important."

  Li Dongyang is not only a bachelor of the cabinet, but also concurrently serves as the secretary of the household department.

  Other ministries and halls, once the end of the year comes, they let themselves go, but the household department is different. It must calculate the balance of the year and make plans for the expenditure of money and food for the coming year. Therefore, taking advantage of the last few days of the new year, Li Dongyang ran to the household department almost all night, urging the household department to quickly calculate the expenditure and income for this year.

  The reason is that they are afraid of delaying the national economy and the people's livelihood after the spring of the next year.

  Li Dongyang smiled wryly: "The old minister has to be busy, and he is only busy for a few days. After these few days pass, it will be a pleasure to go home to have fun with his grandchildren during the Chinese New Year."

  Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

  Liu Jiandao: "On weekdays, the imperial court pays too much attention to classics and history, but they don't know that this economic talent is also related to the foundation of the country. It is usually negligent, but now it makes the Ministry of Households hold Buddha's feet temporarily. Please forgive me."

Emperor Hongzhi was quite touched: "Yes. In the Ming Dynasty, I selected scholars through imperial examinations. However, when scholars become officials and want to rule the world for me, they can't do anything by relying on the articles in the classics. They must understand the history of the classics. , but also proficient in miscellaneous studies, such a person is really rare."

  He smiled slightly: "Fortunately, Master Li has a delicate mind. With him in the household department, I will have no worries."

   It is rare that Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there is no major event recently, so although the balance of the treasury has not yet been calculated, everyone is still in a relaxed mood, so they all laughed.

   Speaking of this, Xie Qian also laughed: "I heard that something really happened here. That kid Fang Jifan was beaten by Ying Tianfu."

   "Is there such a thing?" After hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi was taken aback for a moment, but then he became a little angry, and a cold light unexpectedly flashed across his inadvertent eyes.

In fact, Emperor Hongzhi was a very friendly emperor. To Empress Zhang, he was a very dedicated husband. To the common people, he loved the people and worked hard. To his courtiers, he was also very considerate and generous. Never a big prison. Even for people like the Zhang family brothers, even though Emperor Hongzhi hated the actions of these two brothers-in-law and punished them a lot, once someone impeached him, Emperor Hongzhi would protect them.

  Fang Jifan is talented. Others may not know this, but Emperor Hongzhi has a unique vision, but he can see it. It's just that this talent is a bit crooked. This guy's character... is very complicated, and he looks like he wants to teach him a lesson, but no matter what, Emperor Hongzhi regards him as a late-born junior. Now, the world is bright, and he was beaten by someone. Is this okay?

   "Has the imperial doctor visited you?" Emperor Hongzhi frowned, "That Jie Yuan from Yingtian Mansion is so courageous..."

  Xie Qian shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's strange to say that although Tang Jieyuan beat Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan was unscathed and was jumping outside every day. On the contrary, it was Tang Jieyuan who hadn't gotten out of bed for more than half a month. According to the doctor, he was covered in bruises..."

   "..."

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at Xie Qian speechlessly, and Xie Qian also looked at Emperor Hongzhi with a wry smile.

  Liu Jian was a little dazed, but Li Dongyang reacted and couldn't help coughing.

  This... is a bit embarrassing.

  The people in the Nuan Pavilion are all very smart people, and they knew what happened in a flash. Emperor Hongzhi smiled wryly, and suddenly had the feeling of feeding a dog out of kindness: "Then Juren is in good health, right?"

   "Thanks to Your Majesty, it is said that there is no danger of life, but only superficial injuries, but... I heard that they even made a bet."

"Ok?"

   "Bet on this big competition, who can win the top spot, then Tang Jieyuan is the number one talented person in the south of the Yangtze River, and Fang Jifan's three disciples... are not bad." Xie Qian smiled, his eyes glowed.

   All of a sudden, Liu Jian smiled wryly.

   Xie Qian's words had no deep meaning, and he even gave Liu Jian a teasing look.

  Of course, we are all old friends who have known each other for decades, this kind of ridicule is just a joke.

  Among the people here, there are two southerners and one northerner, such as Li Dongyang, who came from Changsha Mansion. In the eighth year of Tianshun, he was ranked first in the second-class Jinshi in high school, which can be said to be among the best.

  As for Xie Qian, he is from Yuyao County, Shaoxing Prefecture, Zhejiang Province.

  Among the two are the representatives of the southern test masters. They are particularly strong in combat and have a particularly high level. As long as they dare to ask questions, they can make a success of the article.

But it just so happens that Liu Jian is from Henan, and Henan people participated in the Beibang. Liu Jian used to be the second in the Henan Provincial Examination, but he was unsatisfactory when he came to the general examination. A little tail, that's it...he is already in the top list in the north.

The current situation is the same. Tang Bohu is Jieyuan from Nanbang, and he comes from Nanzhili, the hometown of Kaoba in Nanbang. He and Fang Jifan are three students who are ranked first, second, and third in Beizhili. It seems that the rankings in the exam Almost, but in reality, it is like a hanging situation.

  Fang Jifan's heart is too big, and he dares to make such a bet. Isn't this uncomfortable? Don't say it's Xie Yuan from Nanzhili, I'm afraid that Juren who ranks outside the top ten in the Nanzhili provincial examination can rub against his three disciples.

  Xie Qian is quite happy to see this matter. He is originally from Jiangnan, and he is very happy to let people see the strength of Jiangnan Kaoba.

   Liu Jian smiled wryly, but he just laughed it off.

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "How can you allow them to play such a joke!"

   After scolding him, he didn't go any further.

  The three academicians have always known about Emperor Hongzhi. Although they scolded and expressed their position, it is conceivable that His Majesty must be very curious, and naturally hope to see the ending.

   "That's right." Li Dongyang smiled, and deliberately changed the topic: "Today, the Ministry of Accounting received a letter, which was sent by Fang Jifan, saying that he wanted to teach the Ministry of Accounting the method of accounting for money and food."

   All of a sudden, Emperor Hongzhi was overjoyed, and couldn't help laughing: "He still wants to teach the Ministry of Households to calculate money and food? What about the letter, let me read it."

Li Dongyang smiled wryly: "I didn't read it. It was received by Wang Wen'an, the head of the household department. He only opened the beginning of the letter, and he was so angry that he said that this prodigal son bullied the household department. It was really audacious, so... the letter ...torn."

  Emperor Hongzhi shook his head: "Young people are just kidding, next time I will scold him."

In fact, how did they know that this letter was indeed sent by Fang Jifan. Fang Jifan calculated the money and food for Zhu Houzhao, but it was just a favor for Zhu Houzhao, but he helped the prince. Simply write down the "Loan Balance Law" and send it to the Ministry of Accounts.

   This "Loan Balance Law" originated in Italy in the 13th century, and was introduced to China from Japan until the Guangxu period at the end of the Qing Dynasty. Among the various double-entry bookkeeping methods, the debit and credit bookkeeping method is the earliest and most widely used in later generations around the world, and it is also the most scientific bookkeeping method. With this, it will be much easier for the Ministry of Accounting to calculate.

   But now, in the warm pavilion, Li Dongyang brought this matter up to Emperor Hongzhi, and it was unavoidable to be treated as a joke.

   Just as he was talking, an **** hurried in from outside: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will see you."

   "Oh?" Emperor Hongzhi stretched his brows. In the past, I called him here, and he came here reluctantly. Today, he took the initiative to come to see him. This...is a rare thing.

  In any case, my son still remembers having a father, which is indeed a happy event. Emperor Hongzhi couldn't hide his smile: "Call in and talk."

   After a while, Zhu Houzhao came excitedly and said, "Father, father... figure it out."

  Zhu Houzhao was beaming with joy. In fact, last night, he was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night. He just felt that he had been beaten. He couldn't hold back his breath. Didn't Lao Fang figure out the answer now? Hmph, I just want to let my father know that this is not a rare thing, thanks to the Ministry of Household Affairs, who are still frowning and planning to make money.

  It's just...a little bit of happiness that Emperor Hongzhi had finally come to, suddenly...diluted.

  (end of this chapter)