Chapter 454 Father Emperor, they have a question wrong [Supplement]
Qin Huan listened to the people from the Imperial College and Hongwen Hall vying for advice and waited quietly, without much fluctuation in the expression on his face.
Although his surname is Qin, he has no relationship with the Prime Minister of Qin. Because of his sensitive status, he has never agreed to the recruitment of any prince.
Moreover, from the bottom of his heart, he did not agree with King Shu becoming the next emperor.
If it were just mediocre qualifications, it would be fine. The country that had been stabilized by generations of emperors in the Jing Kingdom would be difficult to defeat in his hands. However, what the King of Shu had done in recent days had made him a little wary.
It is said that there is no talent or incompetence. If a generation of emperors does not even have the most basic virtues, Jingguo may be destroyed and exterminated when surrounded by foreign enemies.
As for the Prince of Chang'an County, Li Yi and Qin Huan, whom everyone is discussing, he has never doubted His Majesty's ability to recognize people. Since His Majesty asked him to teach arithmetic to all the princes and princesses, it means that Prince Li of County does have such qualifications.
But in any case, this matter had nothing to do with him, so he no longer paid attention to it. Qin Huan glanced around the hall casually, and when he was about to take it back, his expression suddenly became startled and he looked in a certain direction.
Beside the table above, the fat figure of King Shu was lying on the table, biting the end of his pen and frowning, as if he was thinking about something.
Not long after, his brows relaxed again, with a somewhat proud expression on his round face. He picked up a pen and wrote quickly on the paper. After a while, his brows wrinkled again...
Seeing this scene, Qin Huan suddenly felt a little confused.
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Seeing that the Imperial College was extremely disparaging about Li Yi's new arithmetic, Emperor Jing frowned and asked: "It's not that the new arithmetic created by Li Xianzi is convenient and easy to implement. I asked the Imperial College to try it out for one year. If it is possible, then promote it to the world."
It will create a new situation in arithmetic. With such merit, why can’t Mr. Li become the prince’s teacher?”
An old man snorted and said: "I have seen Li Yi's new arithmetic. It is just crooked and evil. How can it be compared with the method passed down by the ancestors? The calculation method is so convenient, but he actually wants to replace it. Such people who have forgotten their ancestors after countless classics,
If I encounter him, I will definitely break his head!"
Qin Huan withdrew his eyes from King Jin, glanced at the old man, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Mr. Li Xianzi dared to beat the King of Shu, so why should he be afraid of an old Confucian? He was afraid that the old bones would be torn apart before he could crack the opponent's head.
After the old Confucian finished speaking, the Imperial Academy offered wine and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, although some people in the Imperial Academy think that Li Yi's new arithmetic is remarkable, it cannot replace our plan. If it is implemented rashly, I am afraid it will only lead to misunderstandings."
If, as a human being, you destroy the foundation of our Jingguo students, I will surely bear the blame for my death..."
In front of Emperor Jing, the Imperial Academy's words of offering wine were already very tactful.
It probably means that what Li Yi's new arithmetic is, we at the Imperial College don't like it at all. Your Majesty, you, a layman, should stop making blind comparisons. When it comes to this, we at the Imperial College are the professionals.
After that, several people came forward to speak, and their words were almost the same as the Imperial Academy's wine offering, degrading Li Yi's new arithmetic as worthless. If such people were allowed to teach the princes and princesses arithmetic again, not only would the Imperial Academy and Hongwen Hall be embarrassed, but Your Majesty would also be embarrassed.
Your face is about to be thrown out of the palace gate.
Emperor Jing frowned, and a hint of suspicion finally appeared on his face.
Although he also dabbled in arithmetic, he was not arrogant enough to be more powerful than people like the Imperial College. Everyone, including the two great Confucians, denounced Li Yi's new arithmetic. Was he really wrong?
Thinking of the way Li Yi taught the princes and princesses in the past, Emperor Jing became even more suspicious.
Seeing the suspicion on Emperor Jing's face, several officials from the Imperial College and bachelors from the Hongwen Hall finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The teacher of the princes has a respected and extraordinary status, which in itself is an invisible protective umbrella. Without this status, the prince of Chang'an County is just the prince of Chang'an County, and it will be much easier for them to deal with it.
Qin Huan glanced at Yan Bing again and found that he still had a dead face. His Majesty was obviously about to be convinced by them. Is Yan really not going to do something?
Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with him anyway. Qin Huan shook his head and accidentally glanced at King Jin behind him, and found that he had put down his pen and stretched. The expression on his face seemed to be somewhat satisfied?
"In that case..." Thinking that Li Yi himself seemed dissatisfied with this job, Emperor Jing thought for a while and said, "I will select from the Imperial Academy..."
"Father."
Suddenly a child's voice came from behind him. Emperor Jing turned his head and saw Jin Wang Li Han standing behind him, holding something in his hand.
After taking a closer look, I discovered that it was a memorial that had just been submitted by the Ministry of War. It recorded the details of various military expenditures, which was what the two ministers had just argued about.
He took the memorial from Li Han's hand and said, "Don't move around here. Han'er will wait a little longer. Father will play with you when he's done."
"Father, they made a mistake in calculating a question." King Jin raised his head and looked at Emperor Jing and said.
The nine-year-old fat boy is actually quite handsome, and when he raises his head to speak, he looks even more adorable.
At this time, his face looked a little proud, like a child who had done something good and was waiting for praise from an adult.
This is exactly what happened.
Emperor Jing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile and said, "Han'er, don't make trouble, go over there and play."
Even though Li Yi once told him that King Jin had a strong arithmetic talent, Emperor Jing did not think that he would be better than the arithmetic masters of the Imperial College.
If something went wrong with this memorial, the Ministry of War would lose many heads. How could Yan Bing take this matter for granted?
"Father, they really made a mistake!" His father didn't believe him. Li Han felt a little aggrieved and said anxiously.
Emperor Jing frowned and was about to reprimand him, but when he saw King Jin's aggrieved look on the verge of tears, he remembered that he hadn't had a good conversation with him for who knows how long, and his heart softened and he said: "
Okay, then Han'er tells Father, where did they go wrong?"
A smile appeared on the little fat man's face again, and he opened the memorial in Emperor Jing's hand. When he saw the densely packed strange characters on the memorial, Yan Bing, the Minister of War, changed his face and looked at Emperor Jing, "Your Majesty, this..."
Emperor Jing waved his hand and said, "Just draw up a new one when you get down."
Yan Bing watched King Jin open the long memorial and spread it on the ground. The originally blank space had already been filled up, and he could only nodded with a wry smile.
"Here, this is it." The little fat man pointed to a place and said confidently: "Father, look, the grain and grass transportation between Liangzhou and Youzhou should not be distributed like this. As a result, there will be too many people on the road.
Too much consumption..."
King Jin was half-kneeling on the ground, pointing to a calculation he listed next to him, and said: "If there is more here and less here, it is the optimal distribution. It can reduce the loss by at least 10%, and there is a lot of money after calculation.
Woolen cloth……"
The people in the Imperial Academy did not take this matter to heart at all, and Yan Bing and Emperor Jing did not think that a nine-year-old child could point out the mistakes in the imperial military expenditure, so they had no intention.
Although King Jin's words were vague in some places, Qin Huan, who had always been sensitive to money, quickly understood.
The purpose of the Ministry of Accounts has always been to use the least amount of money to do the most things. No matter where the application is, we want to reduce it by 20%.
Military expenditures were huge, accounting for the bulk of the Ministry of Revenue's allocations every year. He had always been very cautious. However, because the Ministry of War had its own set of calculation methods for this, and with the help of math experts from the Imperial College, Qin Huan hardly doubted their correctness.
sex.
The results of it?
The Ministry of War asked the Ministry of Household Affairs for 120,000 taels for a problem that could be solved with only 100,000 taels. Of course, the money was not embezzled by the Ministry of War, but was thrown on the road in vain...
This is just once.
Twenty thousand taels once, how much is ten times?
If all the math PhDs from the Imperial College were of this level, how much money would the treasury have wasted over the years that should not have been wasted?
Qin Huan's heart was immediately filled with anger when he thought of His Majesty's tax reduction and exemption, the emptiness of the national treasury, the fact that he was worried about money every day, had difficulty eating and sleeping peacefully, and that the Ministry of War and the Imperial Academy were still holding back the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Of course, he would not be so impulsive. His Highness the King of Shu is just a child less than ten years old. What if he made a miscalculation?
So Qin Huan squatted down and began to check the calculations by himself.
After a while, Qin Huan's breathing gradually became heavier. He looked up at Yan Bing, the Minister of War, and the others in the Imperial College. His eyes were blood red, like a ferocious beast that chooses and devours people.
[ps: This chapter makes up for what was owed yesterday.]
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