Chapter Eighty-Three: Poverty is the Root of All Evil

Zhu Houzhao smiled...... Originally, if Fang Jifan said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not need to add coal, Zhu Houzhao was afraid that he didn't have the bottom in his heart, but when he heard Fang Jifan's words, Zhu Houzhao's body was shocked, and the old man had a hand.

After a while, he said cautiously, "Do you want tea?" Bengong asked Liu to accompany him, ah, no, Bengong personally served tea for you to drink......"

Fang Ji Fan didn't pay attention to it.

Before you know it, it's getting late, and only the last bit of afterglow is left.

Fang Jifan was pretending on the surface, but in fact, he was secretly confirming some of the data in the Ming Record of the previous life.

When he looked up, he saw Zhu Houzhao looking at him pitifully, and Fang Jifan said, "It's not early, I'll take the book back and continue to count." ”

"Don't go!" Zhu Houzhao kept him: "It's not too late to accompany the palace for dinner." ”

Fang Jifan looked at him strangely, then hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "The food in Zhan Shifu is unpalatable. ”

Zhu Houzhao burst into tears.

However, what Fang Jifan said was the truth.

Although Emperor Hongzhi is thrifty, he is still good to his son, and he doesn't dare to give him silver to spend, but food, clothing, housing and transportation are also the highest standards, but what about it, the person in charge of meals in Zhan Shifu is still a set of teams in the palace after all, the so-called imperial kitchen, on the surface, he sounds famous and scary, but he only pays attention to the dishes, although the ingredients are sufficient, but the taste is too bad.

Fang Jifan ate it once, and almost didn't throw it up.

Out of Zhan Shifu, Deng Jian was waiting outside, the weather had been sunny for a few days in the past two days, so Fang Jifan rode a horse to walk, this horse was a horse that Fang Jifan bought from the Hu people, and selected it for a few hours in the East City, before it was selected, the price was not expensive, more than three hundred taels of silver, it seemed, it was extremely miraculous, Deng Jian every time he took care of this horse, he had a sour feeling, because according to his estimate of the market of the human tooth line, the value of this horse was more than fifty times that of his own, so when he thought about it, he felt sad, People say that people are not as good as dogs, but who knows that people are not as good as horses.

"Young Master...... Young master, early this morning, the people of Jinyiwei came here. ”

"Oh." Fang Jifan didn't care very much, he had already turned over.

Deng Jian said happily: "Jinyiwei is very concerned about the young master, I heard that the young master was beaten by that Tang Yin, and the Shuntian Mansion is calm, so he sent someone to ask, does the young master want to seek justice, our Daming is a place where there is a king's law, how can we allow the scholar to beat our young master." ”

"......" Fang Jifan said lightly: "Let them interfere less, Young Master Ben is betting." ”

"Okay, okay, Ming'er villain will go and talk back."

Fang Jifan rode on a horse, but he was embarrassed, the institution of Jinyiwei is different from Shuntianfu, they are not only the most popular institution, but at the same time, they are the most sensitive institutions, how many things in the world can hide from them? For example, this time they beat Tang Yin, don't they know the truth? But since they know the truth, they still want to be angry for themselves, obviously, some of the characters in this brocade guard have realized their importance, the prophet of Chunnuan Duck, they know better than anyone the relationship between Fang Jifan and the palace, in order to please some of the nobles in the palace, they naturally do not hesitate to act as a thug for Fang Jifan.

Even as long as they are willing, they can concoct an ironclad evidence about how many evil things Tang Yin has done on weekdays, as long as Fang Jifan nods, Tang Yin can die without a place to be buried.

These people ...... It's horrible......

Fang Jifan rode on the horse and couldn't help but sigh, it was better to stay away from these people, and it was obviously not free to let these people help, not to mention ...... Bohu is half of the idol of this young master, thinking about it like this, Fang Jifan couldn't help but think, but his idol didn't know what happened, did he break his leg, and could he move on the ground?

After another two days, Fang Jifan had almost sorted out all the accounts.

"Forget it!" When Fang Jifan saw Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Houzhao's eyes widened, looking incredulous, this time, he was ready for a protracted battle, not to mention that it would take ten days and half a month to complete, that's it...... There is still no result of repeated accounting, after all, a number of deviations, may be wrong everywhere, in the household, is the eight classics of the calculation, more than a dozen people, ten days and a half months, may not be able to complete accurate data.

The revenue and expenditure of the state treasury are related to the state's money and grain allocation, and to put it bluntly, it is the national economy and the people's livelihood, but it is not allowed to be careless at all.

"Okay, you say, you talk about ......" Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan excitedly, and remembered something: "Wait a minute, I'll remember it first, write it down." ”

turned around and returned to the case, and took a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Fang Jifan wanted to laugh in his heart, how could Young Master Ben know the exact figure of this year's annual income and expenses, that is, the twelfth year, thirteenth year, fifteenth year of Hongzhi, and even the number from Jiajing to Chongzhen, he could also make it at his fingertips.

Fang Jifan fixed his mind: "At the end of this year, as of the seventh day of the first lunar month of the eleventh year of Hongzhi, the imperial court has deposited 2,754,622 taels of silver from the 13 provinces of the two capitals, 790,000 catties of silk, 1,639,300 horses of cloth, and 226,200 ......catties ......of tea."

This number after figure is appalling, and there are dozens of categories of materials involved, from income, to expenditure, and finally to surplus, I don't know how many.

Zhu Houzhao said it one by one, almost without a pause, and Zhu Houzhao was busy writing them down one by one.

In fact, Fang Jifan played a little trick, he deliberately dealt with some of the mantissa numbers at the back, for example, this cloth is 1,639,300 horses, but the actual number is 1,635,232 horses, the reason why these mantissa numbers were deliberately changed was because even Fang Jifan felt that if it was accurate to such a detailed level, it was too wicked, and there was such a slight mistake, but it would not arouse suspicion.

Zhu Houzhao wrote down the number happily, but the problem came, he couldn't check it, that is to say, this number, everything depends on Fang Jifan to break it, uh...... Well, believe him.

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Okay, don't scold, three more. In fact, compared with other historical novels, the tiger is already very restrained, okay, the tiger also wants to write some brain-burning essays, but it's not that no one reads it, hey, this line of work, everyone is difficult to reconcile, everyone's tastes are different, the tiger is used to being scolded in various ways, but sometimes reading book reviews is still uncomfortable.

People watch the World Cup, the tiger is in the middle of the night listening to the sound of the World Cup in the code word, only when I hear the TV yelling that the ball has scored, the ball has entered, then hurry up to take a look, and then continue to work, life is not easy, long live understanding.