The night is getting darker.

Except for those sleepless streets specially approved by the imperial court, the great emperor An fell into a deep sleep.

Countless faint blue glimmers of Xiangguo's mansion were connected, and the light of the bright-grained lamp seeped out from the windowsill of the outer study.

The young man in a bloody suit sat at the desk, writing something with a wolf pen, and the blood light burning in his eyes represented that he was running the exercises at the moment, and he could write things much faster and more ruthlessly.

Across from him sat an old man with squinting eyes with a white beard.

This study in Xiangguo's Mansion is somewhat similar to the emperor's imperial study, and was used by Xu Yinhe to meet with some important staff ministers.

However, tonight, Xu Yinhe was talking about cooperation with Luo Daofan's old immortal in the main hall, and Xu Yuan directly occupied it.

Hua Hong dragged him over directly, forced to work overtime, and didn't write or let him sleep.

Without him, you can't beat it.

If you want to shake someone to help, no one cares, after all, no one wants to offend Hua Hong, the god of wealth of Xiangguo Mansion.

Well, the first day I missed Sister Lou Ji.

Sighing, Xu Yuan glanced at the bad old man opposite, and there was some slander in his heart.

Now the power structure within the Xiangguo Mansion is very centralized, and it is completely a word of the old man.

But in this case, the ministers under him actually dared to beat him directly.

There's really no one left.

"Look at what you see."

The old man on the opposite side closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his almost invisible squinting eyes, and glanced at Xu Yuan: "You have to go to see the ninth princess tomorrow, hurry up and write." ”

"Tsk"

Xu Yuan rolled his eyes, raised his hand to pick up the rice paper that had not dried and looked at it, and handed it to Hua Hong opposite:

"I'm done, let's see."

“.”

Hua Hong took it silently, stroked his white hair and glanced at the densely written content on the rice paper, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

And Xu Yuan, who had dispersed the exercises, leaned directly on the back of the chair and began to nap.

He was tired.

Forced by this old man to write by force, the chickens are about to crow.

However, Hua Honglai asked for the so-called "business experience", and Xu Yuan was also happy to write it to the other party.

It's all my own family.

The same message, when most people are in the left ear and out of the right ear, and the discerning people are already thinking about how to use it for profit.

The innovation of the talent training system is a major vitality agent in all forces.

The three princes are starting to prepare, and Hua Hong's side is naturally too.

It's just a pity that these innovations are limited by the abilities of his subordinates, as well as the self-cherishing nature of the broom inherited from the blood of this era.

A technology mastered in this era is an iron rice bowl that can be passed down from generation to generation.

The more people who know, the worse their family members will be, and no one will want to spread this situation except for those with brain problems.

If you want to innovate, there is a lot of resistance.

For a while, there was a temporary silence in the study.

However, only two minutes later, Hua Hong carefully read what Xu Yuan had written in three hours several times.

Advanced cultivators are extremely productive.

Not only can 007 work, but also the efficiency is more than an order of magnitude higher than that of ordinary people.

Hua Hong gently folded the rice paper written by Xu Yuan, put it into the Sumeru ring, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Changtian, although the scripture you wrote has a lot of practical content, it should only be a framework."

Because he was tired, Xu Yuan put his legs on the table, covered his mouth and yawned:

"Aha. It's just a framework, you old man wants me to write it in detail, find my father, and he agrees with me to help you compile it slowly. ”

“.”

Hua Hong looked at Xu Yuan's squirming posture, and the corners of his eyes jumped, and then he was a little helpless.

He knew that it was impossible for Xu Yinhe to hand over this kid to him.

Compiling a book on commerce is basically equivalent to compiling a new canon.

It's not just time-consuming, it's also labor-intensive.

The most important thing for Changtian now is to improve this weak cultivation, and everything else has to be postponed.

After thinking for a moment, Hua Hong recalled the content on the rice paper:

"It's still too rough, you can write me another one for a long time."

"Yes."

Xu Yuan did not refuse this, and it didn't take much effort to write it out slowly.

After a pause, he asked:

"I'll write a frame, can you find someone to fill it?"

Hua Hong smiled slightly, very kind:

"Of course you can, although the Chamber of Commerce is still in a period of barbaric growth today, some senior shopkeepers understand these things you wrote, but there is no general outline, and it is difficult to form a system."

Xu Yuan shook his head and said:

"No, I mean your men are really going to help? This is a thing that will ruin their jobs. ”

Smashing people's jobs and taking away people's wealth is tantamount to killing their parents.

Wen Yan,

Hua Hong's squinting eyes flashed with a cold light with a smile:

"If you don't make a effort, you have to die.

"Today's Tian'an Chamber of Commerce needs new vitality and new competition, otherwise when our generation dies, these powerful shopkeepers are likely to form a new family valve within the Xiangguo Mansion."

“.”

Xu Yuan smiled and didn't answer.

Although this bad old man is a little irritable, he is really loyal to Xiangguofu.

Because of the monopoly of knowledge, the ability of many senior managers is indispensable.

Without them, the Cheonan Chamber of Commerce would suffer great losses.

For a long time, these people will form a gate valve in the system of the Tian'an Chamber of Commerce and even the entire Xiangguo Mansion, that is, a new family.

The head of the family is strong and can be suppressed, once it is weak, it is like the existence of the sect family to the sect.

Xu Yuan leaned on the back of the chair and tapped on the armchair:

"Old man Hua, do you want to turn these people into parts that can be replaced at any time?"

"Parts?"

Hua Hong's eyes flashed, and he nodded with a smile:

"Changtian, your statement is also interesting, but in general, this is the case, only to erase their particularity, in addition to me, Jiang He also has the idea of reforming the Gewu Academy."

"Is that so?"

Xu Yuan muttered, his eyes a little embarrassed.

He found that the world now has the signs of reforming the production system during the industrial revolution and thus liberating the productive forces.

Of course

It's in the mode of the otherworld.

"Okay. I see, I'll help when I have time, but compiling this kind of book doesn't happen overnight. ”

Hua Hong smiled sincerely, his eyes soft:

"You have a snack on this matter for a long time, what we old guys do is for you.

"Only by erasing the particularity of the people below and allowing them to be replaced at any time will the power of the head of the family be permanently concentrated."

“.”

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and did not say anything.

Hua Hong didn't say much when he saw this, and said with a smile:

"By the way, where did you learn these things, you kid?"

Xu Yuan spread his hands and said:

"When I see and think a lot, I will naturally understand."

Hua Hong was noncommittal when he heard this, and said casually:

"Although there is some truth in the things you just wrote, many things are not suitable for the current situation in the world."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan was not surprised.

He writes about things he learned in his previous life in college and graduate school.

Theories about macro and micro economics, about marketing, about financial operations.

Although they are similar, the theories of the previous life need to be fine-tuned in order to apply to this world.

It is impossible not to see the viciousness in Hua Hong's eyes.

Slowly sitting up straight, Xu Yuan's tone took a hint of seriousness:

"After all, it's just something that I came up with, and I need to make some corrections yourself, old man Hua.

"Moreover, most of those things can only be implemented under the condition of great unification, and when the war is approaching, all the production systems of our Xiangguo government have to serve the war."

Hua Hong's eyes condensed slightly:

"The wartime system, you also know Changtian?"

"You really think of me."

“.” Hua Hong.

With a sigh, Hua Hong said faintly:

"I thought you kid knew all this, and I wanted to let your kid give advice."

“.”

Xu Yuan spread his hands, this thing was not taught in ordinary universities in his previous life, and he had no place to learn it if he wanted to.

But after a moment's pause, Xu Yuan suddenly thought of something and said lightly:

"By the way, there is a very important thing, I don't know if you have thought about it, old man Hua."

Hua Hong converges his mind:

"If you have something to say, don't sell it."

Xu Yuan spit out two words, concise and clear:

"Silver ticket."

"Silver ticket?" Hua Hong frowned.

Xu Yuan slowly got up from the chair, and said softly while slowly and methodically tidying up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on his desk:

"At the beginning, Ran Qingmo went to those big sects and factions to exaggerate the threat of our Xiangguo Mansion, and no one believed her, I thought at first that it was my father's administrative orders that had a paralyzing effect.

"But now it seems that the sect is just pretending to be confused, and has been dragging out waiting for the day when Emperor Jiajing dies."

Hua Hong's wrinkled face revealed a touch of thoughtfulness:

"What do you mean by this and the silver ticket?"

Xu Yuan put away the desk, took out a stack of 1,000 taels of silver tickets from the Sumeru ring, put it in his hand and fanned it:

"It has been more than 800 years since Emperor Qidian issued silver tickets, and it has become a custom to settle the sale of goods with silver tickets issued by the imperial court today.

Speaking of which,

Xu Yuan's voice was serious: "We have to prepare in advance to deal with the impact, at least to ensure the stability of prices in the Zhou Mansion controlled by the imperial court." ”

Hua Hong frowned and stared at Xu Yuan:

"You mean the sect will issue new silver tickets?"

Xu Yuan pointed to the thousand taels of silver ticket in his hand:

"If you don't get rid of the silver ticket of the imperial court, once the fight starts, the sect will have to keep bleeding to help the court pay the bill, there are many smart people in the world, and the sect can't think about it."

Hua Hong exhaled a long breath, with a touch of gloom between his eyebrows:

"Changtian, the old man has actually discussed this matter with his staff many times. Any comments? ”

Xu Yuan was a little surprised when he heard this.

Currency has not formed a system in this era, but I didn't expect Hua Hong to be able to see this.

The person who sits in this position really does not have mediocrity.

But ask him if he can solve it?

He can solve a fart.

Xu Yuan's single-handed hand smiled:

"I don't know, I'm just reminding you, the specific thing is to come to you professionals."

Speaking of which,

Xu Yuan walked closer and patted Hua Hong, an old man who was over 100 years old, on the shoulder:

"However, my suggestion is to get more real silver and gold deposits, and there will definitely be a run on it at that time, at least to stabilize the prices in the area under the actual control of the imperial court."

The next day, at noon.

The fog of sleeping late made Xu Yuan sleep directly until the third pole of the sun.

As soon as he opened his eyes in a daze, Xu Yuan heard a rustling sound coming from his bedside:

"Awake?"

“.” Xu Yuan looked sideways.

A stunningly beautiful face came into view.

Li Qingyan moved a chair and sat on the edge of his bed with his hands on his chest.

Xu Yuan sat up silently, looking at the woman in front of him with heroic eyebrows and eyes, and a smile on the corners of his lips, with vigilance in his eyes:

"How did you get in?"

Li Qingyan's beautiful eyes smiled:

"Naturally, you walked in, and you look good when you sleep."

"This Inner Court"

"Gong Xu allowed it."

Li Qingyan pursed his lips and smiled: "After all, this palace is also the future daughter-in-law of your Xu family." ”

Xu Yuan glanced at her, didn't speak again, pulled out the quilt, and stood up.

In early summer, birdsong and sunlight pours in from the window.

Li Qingyan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, shrank his pupils and subconsciously looked away.

Xu Yuan was slightly puzzled when he saw it, glanced down, and immediately understood, and chuckled:

"Heh, princess, are you shy with this expression?"

Li Qingyan turned his eyes back, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, he raised Erlang's legs, and his slender jade legs swayed, and his eyes did not squint:

"You think Hongu is shy?"

“.”

Xu Yuan stared at her seriously for two seconds, and said with a smile:

"Not shy."

"Huh"

"I guess I'm scared."

“.” Li Qingyan.

Walking to the table in loose pajamas, Xu Yuan poured himself a cup of tea to wake up, looked back at the color of Allure who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and said:

"Princess, are you still staying here, do you want to help your husband change clothes?"

“.”

Li Qingyan exhaled, stood up, stared at Xu Yuan for two seconds, snorted coldly, turned around and walked out of the door.

“.”

Standing in place and watching the slender figure leave, Xu Yuan shook his head a little boredly:

"Tsk, I can't hold it back, the Tao is not as high as Su Jinxuan, it's really boring."

"Whoosh-"

A gravel suddenly broke through the air, grazing the pajama pants and flying by, bringing a coolness.

After getting dressed neatly, as soon as Xu Yuan stepped out of the wing, he saw Li Qingyan standing in the courtyard looking at the koi in the pond in a daze.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Yuan walked to her side.

Li Qingyan's phoenix eyes glanced at him coldly:

"Donkey, who is Su Jinxuan you just said, one of the friends you said to this palace last time that you need a night party?"

Xu Yuan smiled softly when he heard this:

"She shouldn't be able to beat you."

"Really?" Li Qingyan chuckled, and his voice was not cold: "Don't say it so ugly, this palace has always been very generous, and if you want to take a concubine after marriage, it is not impossible to negotiate." ”

Xu Yuan shook his head when he heard this:

"The princess misunderstood, Su Jinxuan is just a partner of my son, and she is not a celebrity."

Li Qingyan's phoenix eyes narrowed:

"So, do you have any other faces?"

Xu Yuan thought about it, but he didn't hide anything from the princess of this marriage, and said with a smile:

"Don't be so jealous, after so many years, this son will naturally have one or two celebrities."

“.”

Li Qingyan took a deep breath, and there was no wave in his chest:

"So, isn't it just Ran Qingmo?"

"Although I don't have a memory, I should be considered a red face."

Xu Yuan nodded and said with a smile: "You should be able to see her then, but you shouldn't be able to beat her." ”

Li Qingyan raised his five-fingered slender jade hand, and a burst of Yuan Qi bloomed in it, and said with a smile:

"I can't beat it?"

"Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Prison Pavilion, can you beat it?"

“.” Li Qingyan.

(End of chapter)