Happy Little Scholar

"Okay, okay, Father knows. Han'er goes over there to play for a while, Father will be here soon." Emperor Jing helped King Jin up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body and said.

Although King Jin has rarely become well-behaved and sensible these days, he is still a child under ten years old. Emperor Jing still does not think he can participate in these military and state affairs.

"Father..."

Li Han was not stupid. When he saw that his father didn't care at all about the results he had worked so hard to calculate, he was immediately disappointed and anxious.

How could he have calculated it wrong? There was a similar question in that pamphlet. The three evil shopkeepers A, B, and C tortured him for several days. It was difficult for him to understand it. How could he have calculated such a simple question wrong?

"Your Highness, Prince Jin, this is not a place for you to mess around. Please leave quickly." How could a naughty boy disturb the monarch's discussion? The scholar who taught the prince's Confucian classics frowned and said, then looked at Emperor Jing and said: " Your Majesty, arithmetic has been around for thousands of years, and yet a young boy can come up with the so-called "new arithmetic." It's really..."

"shut up!"

Before the old man finished speaking, a loud shout suddenly came from the hall, and everyone including Emperor Jing was startled.

Qin Huan, the Minister of Household Affairs, had a bloodshot face. He stood up and looked at the old man and asked, "His Majesty asked you to try and promote the new arithmetic in the Imperial Academy, but you rejected it?"

The old man was also frightened by Qin Huan's appearance just now. After he came to his senses, he looked at him angrily and said, "Yes, even if the evil sect dares to claim to be new..."

The Ministry of Revenue is in charge of a country's finances, and its position is both important and embarrassing. For money matters, they often struggle with various ministries. Officials in the Ministry of Revenue hope that the national treasury will be full, and they can never use up the money.

At this time, Qin Huan no longer cared that this was the Qinzheng Palace, and His Majesty was beside him. All he thought about was the money that was lost in vain. He felt his heart was bleeding. He rushed up and grabbed the old man's collar. , said word by word: "You say it again?"

At this moment, there was no great scholar in his eyes. He wished he could tear those guys in the Imperial College into pieces one by one.

"Master Qin, what are you doing?"

"Are you crazy? Let Mr. Wu go!"

"Come, come quickly, Master Qin is crazy!"

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Qin Huan, the Minister of Household Affairs who suddenly became crazy, startled everyone again, fearing that he would beat Mr. Wu like the Li County Prince...

What happened to the palace? Could it be that there was an evil spirit? In just a few days, a county magistrate and a minister went crazy one after another. I am afraid that several Taoist priests will be invited to exorcise the evil spirits...

The people in the Imperial Academy hurried up to try to pull the two people apart, but Qin Huan refused to let go, and his furious eyes made people feel cold.

Emperor Jing recovered from the shock and said quickly: "Qin Aiqing, what exactly happened? Let Mr. Wu go first and speak slowly."

Qin Huan breathed heavily. After taking a few deep breaths, he slowly let go of his hand. When he turned his head, his eyes were wet and he hissed: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Academy is harming the country!"

The old man who was grabbed by the collar was adjusting his clothes. When he heard these words, a look of rage appeared on his face, and he said loudly: "How outrageous, Mr. Qin, as the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, you actually said such remarks to insult our Imperial Academy. , I will definitely give you a copy in front of all the officials in the court!"

"It's your #mother's fault!"

At this moment, Qin Huan finally understood the mood of County Master Li. Even though the other party was a highly respected scholar, he still turned around, cursed and kicked him.

The dignified Imperial Confucian scholar was kicked to the ground by the Minister of Household Affairs, and the atmosphere in the palace suddenly became a little quiet.

Crazy, Master Qin is indeed crazy!

Everyone in the Imperial Academy was so excited that they even forgot about helping Mr. Wu to get up. Yan Bing, the Minister of War, finally showed a look of shock. He never expected that Lord Qin Huanqin, who had always been known as a gentleman, would actually There is also such a violent side...

In front of His Majesty, he beat Yan Bing, the Imperial Confucian scholar, and bowed down!

Li Han sniffed and looked at the scene in front of him, suddenly having a bad premonition.

Before anyone could speak, Qin Huan picked up the memorial and handed it to an Imperial College official. With a trace of sadness on his face, he said, "Take a look, take a look."

There happened to be a Doctor of Imperial College of Accountancy in the hall today. When he saw Qin Shangshu's appearance, he leaned over with a chill in his heart. After a moment, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the forehead of this Doctor of Imperial College of Accountancy. He raised his head and wanted to speak. , but only his lips trembled, unable to pronounce even a syllable.

thump!

The dignified Imperial Academy Doctor, his legs weakened and he collapsed to the ground.

"Dr. Xu, what's wrong?"

"What on earth happened? Tell me something!"

"Dr. Xu, Dr. Xu..."

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The Imperial College official shook Dr. Xu's shoulders anxiously, but found that his face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he didn't say a word.

Yan Bing, the Minister of War, who was standing aside, seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly turned pale. When he looked at Qin Huan, he found that he was looking at him with pity in his eyes, and his heart gradually sank into the bottomless abyss.

Seeing that Emperor Jing still looked a little confused, Qin Huan picked up the memorial, walked to Li Han, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Prince Jin, could you please tell us again."

No matter how young and ignorant King Jin was, he still knew that something big had happened. He didn't want to show off anymore and ran out the door.

"Father, I suddenly remembered that my mother and concubine were looking for me just now. I'm going back first..."

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After running out of the palace door for a few steps, he was caught by the guards. King Jin said with some annoyance: "I have written it clearly, but you still can't understand it. How can I have time to tell you again? I I still have to go back for dinner..."

Today was obviously not a good time to discuss with his father not to attend arithmetic lessons in the future. His father and those people looked at him strangely, so King Jin decided to rub oil on his feet first.

"Your Majesty, the method used by His Highness the King of Jin can save nearly ten thousand taels of silver just for transporting grain and grass. I believe that Li Xianzi's new arithmetic is not only applicable to this. The officials of the Imperial Academy are sitting on a plain diet. They have eyes but cannot recognize pearls. In fact, What a big mistake..." Although Qin Huan calmed down, his tone was still angry.

"Han'er, sir, do you teach you these things in class on weekdays?" Emperor Jing thought for a moment, then looked down at King Jin and asked.

Thinking of the difficult problems in the booklet, King Jin shook his head and said, "This is nothing. What you taught is much more difficult than these."

Emperor Jing smiled and touched his head and said, "Father, I know. Han'er should go back first. Father and these adults have important things to discuss."

Li Han ran out quickly as if he had received an amnesty.

"I am guilty!"

King Jin ate as he stepped out of the palace. Everyone in the Imperial Academy fell to their knees and said with a trembling voice. .

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