Two more days later.

Yang Mingyuan finally removed the straps on his head and was able to go out for a walk.

He stumbled upon a toy store.

Suddenly remembered that Uncle Song happily put on the bracelet given by Poria Cocos, broke walnuts or something, and said that he didn't know how to appreciate it.

Yang Mingyuan carefully selected in the cultural play store at this time, and said to the storekeeper, "I want that bracelet." ”

He is also quite expensive, seventy taels of silver.

Yang Mingyuan smiled at the bracelet on his wrist in front of the store, and thought: These seventy taels should not be eaten or drunk properly, just wear it, it seems to be? Well, it's still a little bit worthless.

In the bookstore.

"Lord Yang, it's been a long time since you've been here."

"I went out and came back shortly after. What's new? ”

"New book, huh? Not to mention, there is a set. This set of new books, if others ask, the small ones really don't dare to recommend them at will, but you, the little ones, know it, maybe it can be rare. ”

This fresh book, Yang Mingyuan took a fixed look, signed, written by Yan Daru, Yan Jiazi, and the most conspicuous one: Yun Who's Thoughts.

He bought a set and went home. Start with the simplest of the first book.

For Yang Mingyuan, only reading and relaxing can cure broken love.

6 times 999, 6954, the mantra 54 is written on both sides, and there are two nines left to write in the middle, this is the answer.

The tail is the same as the head.

34 times 74, the head of the formula multiplies the head by the tail, and the tail times the tail, and you get 2516.

The beginning and the tail are reversed......

Head and tail and ten ......

All sorts of arithmetic formulas.

And what are the multi-digit numbers, one pull at both ends, and add up in the middle......

Quick ...... for division

Yang Mingyuan didn't believe in evil, and began to calculate the accuracy of the calculations in his way, and began to deduce again, intending to find the errors and omissions of these formulas. As long as there is one mistake, it means that the book is not good.

This sick leave left him to take is scarce.

When Mother Yang and Brother Yang came back from the countryside, Yang Mingyuan's face became even more sallow.

"Son, why are you doing this, I didn't listen to what my mother told you."

Before the change, he would not explain, but at this time, Yang Mingyuan habitually did not squeak, and just lowered his head and was busy with himself.

However, when his mother was about to go out without disturbing, he paused his pen and suddenly said:

"Mother, I'm reading a book, I want to prove more of whether this writing is correct, and then tell the emperor.

Because by the emperor's side, I know that the emperor has an idea, the dynasty will be unified, and the accounts of those cities that have been recovered are in a mess.

The emperor plans to set up another one called ......"

When I thought of it, my mother didn't understand:

"It's a team that inspects taxes and audits. Go out and check the various cities.

Many of the algorithms in these books are very good, and if they are used properly, it will be very convenient for them to compare their books.

But before reporting to the emperor, you don't dare to be sloppy, you need to check carefully. ”

Mother Yang nodded as if she didn't understand, she still had to cook more delicious food for her son, presumably the eldest grandson was also dealing with food these days, alas.

Fortunately, in addition to the sallow face, there was no frown.

And Yang Mingyuan, in fact, thought of more than this.

He also touched the emperor's past temperament and thought to himself, he might be able to help Yan Daru and reactivate.

Before, he felt that it was a pity that Yan Daru was a very learned person.

Why can he help?

Because of this team of tax and account checks, the emperor will not necessarily use Yan Daru to take the lead, this is a very important position, and the emperor has a diaphragm in his heart, and he may not necessarily reuse it to appoint Yan Daru to lead the team.

But if this set of books is used to let Yan Daru train these Qincha for a few months, and use some more convenient ways and methods to save a lot of time, the emperor should be able to enable Yan Daru to teach. Specialized training for these special chincha.

Yang Mingyuan said to himself, "Well, there's this, who thinks about it." ”

At this time, Yang Mingyuan didn't know who Yun was thinking about.

The inner courtyard of the Lu family's courtyard, not to mention that he has never been there, even Song Fusheng has never been to the house where his daughter lived at the time. If no one told Song Fusheng, even this one would not know.

No, the more Mingyuan calculates, the more he wants to know who Yun thinks.

It's not the Yan family, it's singled out, the pen name is still with the main author, and the Yan family is now in Huanglong.

Huanglong has such talents? should be recommended.

Besides, after presenting this set of books to the emperor, after the emperor finished reading it, Yan Daru didn't need to ask, but he always had to ask Yun who thought of his real name.

So in that special place of Huanglong, is it possible that Yun Who's thoughts are very talented Song Governor's Mansion.

Yang Mingyuan really didn't think about Song Fusheng.

His uncle's man, arithmetic, is a little worse than everything else, uh, even worse than him now.

However, out of curiosity, Yang Mingyuan was writing to the prefect of Huanglong, his dearest Uncle Song.

I want Song Fusheng to help inquire whether any of Yan Daru's students went to Huanglong, or is Yun Who's thought to be another local Confucian.

Just writing and writing, Yang Mingyuan's pen suddenly paused, and his mind flashed to the Huanglong Reception Envoy Group, Uncle Song smiled when he should have laughed, treating him like an ordinary person's face.

At that time in Huanglong, Uncle Song and other officials had the same expression when they saw him.

Thinking of this, Yang Mingyuan thought that he and Uncle Song might never be able to go back to the past, and his heart throbbed.

He stared out the window and was silent for a while.

Song Fusheng, who was traveling far away at the border, didn't know that Yang Mingyuan, the kid, no longer had the courage to get close to him. Even if the child really wanted to stay close to him.

But instead of mustering up the courage to step forward, Yang Mingyuan was more afraid that Uncle Song would show an expression of resistance to him on his face.

Yang Ming looked out the window for a while, and crumpled the letter he habitually wrote to Song Fusheng into a ball.

The pen was written directly in his private name and directly to the old master of the Yan family.

In the letter, he first praised the author, admired him, asked for advice, and then asked.

When he asked, he wanted to read if there would be another book.

The second question, who thinks about it, I also want to visit this arithmetic master if I have the opportunity, can you easily tell me the name.

In addition, he also told in the letter that he was going to present this set of books to the emperor, and he should not blame him for being troublesome.

He really did this because this set of books is very good, very practical.

Out of the speed of arithmetic, it will be considered for the imperial court and the six departments to improve work efficiency.

But in fact, the "other" in Yang Mingyuan's last letter is a polite polite remark.

If you don't want the world to know, why do you publish a book?

Old Master Yan is only happy, and he will be very happy that the emperor can see it.

……

When Yang Mingyuan recovered from his illness, he had already returned to work a few days later.

This set of books, not only has the emperor read it, but also the book of the household, and the waiter who is now replacing the former Lord Mao has also read it.

Moreover, the emperor was really as Yang Mingyuan guessed, just after the war, the imperial court really wanted to set up a special Qincha audit team under the household department.

Because all over the place for so many years, completely out of control.

There was another war, and the local people of the yamen did not know what was going on.

In the face of appropriations, the specific application of funds, including the previous bad debts and those cities that have been unified, and the current people, degrees, expenditures, funds, and warehouses must be fully accounted for. This amount is huge.

After reading it, the emperor will ask, Yan, he knows, who is thinking about Yun and who got such a pen name?

Yang Mingyuan was very embarrassed, he only received a reply today, and he didn't have time to look at it, and he replied timidly, unable to answer.

In fact, this is a dereliction of duty, and it is impossible to say to the emperor.

"Look at it now."

Yang Mingyuan gave what he wrote to Ding Jian, he was speechless about his faux pas, and when he read the letter in front of the emperor, he really didn't perform as well as before recently, and silently took it out.

This fixed look, "......"

Ding Jian glanced at Yang Mingyuan from the corner of his eye, what's wrong?

The emperor also looked at Yang Hanlin, whose expression seemed to be a little wrong, and asked, "Who?" ”