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Chapter 74 The Emperor¡¯s Praise

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    Huang Yan watched Zhu Zhanji using the emperor's pen and paper coldly, and secretly noted this detail in his heart.

    Zhu Zhanji¡¯s calligraphy was taught by Zhu Di himself, but after seeing some crooked characters, Zhu Di frowned.

    After Zhu Zhanji finished writing, he said excitedly: "Grandpa Huang, I went to the Imperial College and the Ministry of Household Affairs today to compare the collections on both sides, and I discovered some secrets about food."

    Zhu Di looked at this heroic grandson, and the idea that had just arisen in his heart dissipated again.

    ¡°Since the three generations, the grain yield per mu has been constant. In the former Han Dynasty, the yield per mu was 2.82 shi, while in the former Tang Dynasty, the yield per mu was equivalent to 3.81 shi in the Han Dynasty"

    Hearing this, Zhu Di's face was a little moved.

    "By the time of the former Song Dynasty, the yield per mu was equivalent to the Han system of 4.8 shi"

    Zhu Zhanji picked up the rice paper and said with high spirits: "Grandpa Huang, by the Ming Dynasty, the yield of winter wheat in the north was only 1.5 shi per mu made by the Han Dynasty."

    "So low"

    Zhu Di pretended not to be worried.

    Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "Grandpa Huang, now a lot of summer wheat and autumn millet in the north have been harvested. The yield per mu is three and two stones per Han system, which is quite a lot."

    Zhu Di¡¯s eyes became more and more pleased, and he listened with a smile while stroking his long beard.

    Zhu Zhanji scratched the back of his head and said wistfully: "It's just that the yield per mu in the south is a bit mixed, some are two seasons, some are one season, but combined they should be much higher than those in the north. Grandpa Huang, this is why the south is rich.  , is the reason for the increasing population reproduction?¡±

    "Ha ha ha ha!"

    Zhu Di stood up and laughed, extremely pleased.

    Huang Yan's eyes flashed with malice. Seeing Zhu Di's happiness, he also joked: "Your Majesty, Your Highness Taisun is very talented, but what are these crooked things?"

    Zhu Yuanzhang never allowed eunuchs to interfere in politics, but when he came to Zhu Di, even though he reiterated this national policy many times, he himself was indulging in the eunuchs.

    Zhu Di's laughter stopped and he looked at Zhu Zhanji.

    Zhu Zhanji curled his lips in disdain, and then said: "Grandpa Huang, this is exactly another thing I want to tell you."

    "I went to the Ministry of Revenue today, but I saw that the characters used to record numbers were cumbersome and inconvenient to calculate, so I used Professor Fang Dehua's Dashi Number Record."

    Zhu Zhanji handed the rice paper to Zhu Di and expressed his merit: "Grandpa Huang, look at this. Is it clear at a glance? It is also easy to calculate!"

    Zhu Di took the rice paper and said hesitantly: "It's refreshing, but what you said is easy to calculate, is there any evidence?"

    Huang Yan lowered his head after hearing this and cast his gloating eyes to the ground.

    Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Grandpa Huang, look."

    The calculation formula was immediately listed on the rice paper. Zhu Zhanji added all the yields per mu together, and then divided them by the number of dynasties.

    "Grandpa Huang, look, this is the average yield per mu for several generations."

    Seeing that Zhu Di was still meditating, Zhu Zhanji called a young eunuch and said, "You can tell me the numbers as you like, and then you can ask for the sum or subtraction."

    How dare the little eunuch dare? In the end, Zhu Di nodded, and then he reported the number cautiously.

    A quarter of an hour later, several pieces of rice paper were filled with numbers, and Huang Yan couldn't close his mouth.

    Zhu Di felt that today was the most comfortable day in recent days. He shouted repeatedly to reward the emperor's grandson, and almost gave away his Emperor's Sword, but he did not mention Fang Xing's name.

    In less than half an hour, the fact that the emperor¡¯s grandson was praised by his majesty today reached the ears of those who should know.

    In the palace of the Crown Prince, Zhu Gaochi dismissed the eunuch who was reading the memorial to him, and murmured: "My son has really made progress"

    "Here comes someone."

    "Your Highness."

    "Ask the Crown Princess to check the personnel on the Grand Sun's side, especially the few people who followed the Grand Sun when he went out. If there are any who have unknown origins, they will all be sent away!"

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    ¡°Bell, bell¡­¡±

    In the backyard of Fangjiazhuang, Xiaobai was looking for the lost bell.

    Zhang Shuhui has been busy for a long time and finally collected all the people on Zhuangzi.  She sat on the newly built Kang, stretched out her curvaceous body, and then said angrily to Fang Xing, who had just transformed into a gentleman: "Husband, it's still daytime!"

    "Ahem!"

    Fang Xing withdrew his gaze and said seriously: "That Taishun found it for Ma SuIs the teacher here?  "

    This is just asking for words!

    Zhang Shuhui rolled her eyes at Fang Xing: "We arrived the day before yesterday, but Mr. Li is unwilling to stay in the village, so I will ask someone to pick him up in the city every day."

    This Li Chongxin was a Jinshi, but after returning to his hometown of Dingyou, the official department had no arrangements at all, so he was found by Zhu Zhanji to teach Ma Su the method of imperial examination.

    But this gentleman is not at ease. Yesterday, when Zhu Zhanji came to the village, he pretended to meet him by chance, and then acted like he was concerned about the country and the people.

    "That's an official fan. Let him go next month."

    Fang Xing felt that his disciples should not be taught by such people, so he planned to discuss with Zhu Zhanji to see if Ma Su could be allowed to study in the Imperial College.

    "This is a small matter! Leave it to me."

    Zhu Zhanji was praised by the emperor, so he came to the village the next day and brought some gifts, including a group of live birds.

    There was a flurry of chickens and ducks outside the front yard, and the bells were chasing the chickens and ducks fiercely, and the scene was in chaos.

    Fang Xing didn¡¯t miss the gloating look on Zhu Zhanji¡¯s face, so he decided to add half of today¡¯s homework.

    "Bell, come back quickly!"

    There was no rule in the Fang family that women and children could not leave the backyard. Fang Xing even encouraged the women to go for a walk on the farm.

    With great difficulty, Xiaobai hugged Lingdang, and the puppy was still barking at Zhu Zhanji in her arms.

    Fang Xing quickly asked the farmers to drive away the chickens and ducks, and then asked to build a chicken and duck coop behind the main house.

    "You are not allowed to throw away the chicken and duck manure that is cleaned up every day. It is just in time to fertilize the fields."

    Zhu Zhanji looked at Fang Xing, who had brought him glory. Logically speaking, as his 'teacher', Fang Xing could at least get a lucrative position in James's Mansion.  But he didn't want to go, preferring to deal with these chickens and ducks in the countryside.

    "Hurry up and clean up all the feces at the door."

    Fang Xing stepped on a piece of chicken poop. He frowned, took off his shoes, then bent down and scraped hard on the ground a few times.

    After snatching the bell from Xiaobai's arms, Fang Xing held it on the forehead and said viciously: "Bell, I will see clearly from now on. Any chickens or ducks that dare to poop in the main house will be caught and brought to justice by me."

    The little puppy whined a few times, but I don¡¯t know if it understood the master¡¯s spirit.

    When they arrived at the study, Ma Su also hurried over. Seeing that his neck was a little crooked, Fang Xing frowned and said, "Did I ask you to study?"

    At this time, you need to pay attention to your posture when reading aloud. You must move your head in accordance with the rhythm and rhythm of the words. Over time

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