It's not a tragic parting, but like all partings, everyone needs to go their own way and keep going until they almost forget who they once met.

Yang Yi's path seems to be very simple and clear on the surface, go to the academy and hand over the resignation post, and then go to the military department for a leisurely meal.

The Ministry of War, one of the six ministries of the country, is in charge of most of the matters related to the dispatch of soldiers and generals, and is somewhat similar to the Ministry of Defense in later generations, with great real power. But this doesn't seem to have anything to do with Yang Yi.

The so-called Langzhong of the military department is not a doctor who treats diseases, but a position similar to a consultant, with a high grade and an out-and-out five-rank official. However, there is hardly any real power, and it is a position that can be created and removed.

No one understands what the emperor is doing with this nine nerds, even Yang Yi himself doesn't understand, but not understanding does not mean dissatisfaction, on the contrary, Yang Yi likes this position very much with a high salary and no need to do practical things, this is his dream in his previous life, and it may also be the dream of many people.

After going around for a long time, Yang Yi finally found his office in the most remote corner of the Ministry of War.

Before Yang Yi entered the door, he welcomed a person out: "My subordinates meet Your Highness!" ”

"Huh, huh? Aren't you the one who? Yang Yi found that the person in front of him was very familiar, and he must have seen it.

The man bowed and said, "My subordinates... His subordinate Hong Zhi had a relationship with His Royal Highness before. ”

"Is that you?" Yang Yi suddenly remembered that he had seen this person in the backyard of his palace that day, and he didn't remember his appearance too clearly when it was dark, but he remembered that Hong Zhi should be a general in the Imperial City Division, how could he be in the military department?

Yang Yi asked strangely, "Aren't you on duty in the Imperial City Division?" I remember still being a general. ”

Hong Zhiying said: "Yes, my subordinate is the former general of the Zuo Wuwei Xiaocai, who was demoted to this errand because of the dereliction of duty in the murderous incident. ”

Hong Zhi was a little unwilling in his words, he was the general on duty who was responsible for commanding the emperor's personal guards that day, and his three thousand soldiers were only responsible for guarding the emperor. Originally, the whereabouts of the fierce Di people were not discovered, and it should be the main responsibility of the leading generals of the forbidden army, but because this incident was too serious, even the military and political history was demoted to other states, and the Imperial City Division and the leading generals of the forbidden army were directly removed and beheaded, and all the people who were related to them were naturally affected, and it was already good luck that he was demoted to this military department as a counselor.

Hong Zhi had long heard that his Shangguan was newly appointed, but he didn't expect it to be Yang Yi, a nine-nerd man. However, he didn't dare to look down on Yang Yi, and even thanked him a little. As the emperor's personal guard, Hong Zhi is one of the few people who knows part of the inside story of the matter, and he knows that the fall of the fierce Di people is inseparable from Yang Yi.

Yang Yi nodded and patted Hong Zhi's shoulder as a sign of comfort, so he didn't say much, and walked quickly to the hall.

Walk into the lobby and take a look, the office hall is not big, it is a hall, a side room, the office facilities are quite complete, the tables and chairs above the main hall, the bookcase, the screen, and the elegant furniture are a lot.

"Is it just you and me here?" Yang Yi asked with his hands behind his back, and the two of them seemed to be a little deserted.

Hong Zhi returned: "There is also an old master book, I went to get the official document, and I will come back later." ”

Yang Yi nodded: "Then what do I usually do?" ”

"The Shilang Mansion will send some official documents, and His Royal Highness can seconded them for reference after checking them, and we will send them to the Shangshu Mansion for consideration."

"I have to write every official letter?" Yang Yi has a big head.

Hong Zhi thought for a moment and said, "It needs to be reviewed, but not every letter must have a proposal. ”

Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, that's right, if you are idle, you have to be idle, as long as not every letter requires you to write a proposal, who knows if you see it yourself? If you are asked, you will say that you don't know, it's a big deal to release the son of the country, he is a prince, and he can't be copied because of a dereliction of duty.

Hong Zhi is responsible for handing over documents to various departments every day, and the other old master is responsible for screening more important documents for Yang Yi to see every day, while the chief official Yang Yi is sleeping every day, just holding coffee and sipping melon seeds at the door of the lobby and basking in the sun.

The old bookkeeper's surname is Jia, and he is an old man who has worked diligently in the government department for decades. For Yang Yi, a newcomer who has a background, no shelf, but is too lazy to talk, the old master bookkeeper consciously took on the full-time clerical work. At first, he thought that Yang Yi, like other noble children, was here to mix qualifications, and it would not be long before he would be promoted to an important department.

This kind of aristocratic children are usually not mediocre in their talents, have a good birth, as long as they don't make unforgivable mistakes, usually their careers are very stable, the family has already booked basic positions for them, and those who have the ability to climb up further, and those who are not able to sit in a position to give the family a strong momentum, just don't make mistakes.

Until one day, when the old master bookkeeper knocked on the polished and shiny abacus and calculated a draft of the Northern Army's baggage deployment, Yang Yi came in and invited the old master book to play a game called poker. The old master book is very difficult, the northern army is a heavy army guarding the north of Daguang to resist the fierce Di, and the annual deployment of heavy grain and straw is an extremely large and cumbersome matter, not to mention the review plan, just the accounting of the numerical accounts on the surface can not be completed in one or two days.

Yang Yi understood the situation, without saying a word, took the pen and paper in the old master's hand, waved the pen, and wrote a lot of things on the paper that he couldn't understand.

The old master bookkeeper took the account book suspiciously, checked several accounts randomly, and found that Yang Yi was not bad at all, and looked at the account book in his hand for a while, and then looked at Yang Yi, but he didn't know what to do, and he forgot to say compliments.

If you want to say that Yang Yi's biggest advantage in knowledge is over the ancients, it must be arithmetic. In other words, any modern person who has studied high school has traveled to ancient times, and will be more or less better than the ancients in arithmetic, not that the ancients were stupid, but the ancients have not summed up so many laws and theorems, and have not found all kinds of ingenious connections between numbers, and a basic nine-square grid can make people study for several years.

"Don't look at Lao Jia, just let Ming'er send Hong straight over, and I'll take care of the problem." As he spoke, Yang Yi leaned on the old master's shoulder and walked out: "I'll tell you Lao Jia, fight the landlord, and I'll send you!" ”

"Fighting the landlord? That... What is that? The old master was surprised.

Yang Yi thought about it, in the post-modern society, the landlord is a profession that everyone shouts and beats, but in this ancient world, the landlord is a real middle class, and he can't be called that, this is encouraging the people to stir up civil uprisings, and they will be knocked on the door to check the water meter, and it is troublesome enough to check the others without a water meter.

Yang Yi touched his chin, looked at the somewhat rich old master, his eyes were confused, and the old master's book shivered all over.

"Fight the master book! This is good. Yang Yi clapped his hands and said suddenly.