In the inner hall of the Hanlin Courtyard, a fragrance of tea spreads.

Wu Shan, who was wearing a red robe, sat on the public seat in the courtyard, and when his square face was tense, he held a hot tea cup in his hand, and stirred the tea with the tea lid, but his eyes were still on the account book in front of the case.

On the issue of the clan, the Sacred Lord praised the move of "judging people and judging money", but the core proposal to reduce the rice was not adjudicated. Now let him continue to think about it and think of a more suitable plan.

How could there be a better plan, not only to reduce the financial pressure on the imperial court, but also to make the clan satisfied, how can there be such a good thing in the world. Therefore, he wanted to sort out the data of previous years, so that the saint knew that the problem of the sect could not be dragged on any longer, otherwise it would endanger the entire Ming Dynasty.

It was because of his troubles, but he saw Lin Haoran walk in. He didn't feel much disgusted with this student who sought advantages and avoided disadvantages, but he also didn't have a good impression either.

"Student Lin Haoran, I've seen the teacher!" Lin Haoran walked in and saluted Wu Shan.

While saluting, he also secretly observed Wu Shan's expression. I wanted to know the mood of this cheap teacher, but it turned out to be that tense face, and I couldn't judge whether the other party was in a good or bad mood at all.

"Why did you come to me?" Wu Shan gently plucked the tea with the tea lid, and blew the hot tea, and asked lightly.

Lin Haoran touched his nose in embarrassment, he didn't expect Wu Shan to be so direct, without a polite word, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "The disciple has just cultivated history and saw an interesting fable. ”

"Oh? Tell me about it! Wu Shan took a sip of tea and raised his eyebrows slightly. I don't know if the student is interested in his hobby, so he comes to his liking, or if it is just an unintentional move.

Lin Haoran cleared his throat and told the fable of "Zong Dingbo Catching Ghosts", which was included in the Chinese textbooks in later generations.

When Nanyang Zongdingbo was young, he traveled at night and met ghosts.

He asked, "Who?" ”

The ghost said, "Ghost also." ”

The ghost said: "Who is Qingfu?" ”

Ding Bo deceived him and said: "I am also a ghost." ”

The ghost asked, "Where do you want to go?" ”

He replied: "I want to go to Wan City." ”

Ghost said: "I also want to go to Wan City." ”

……

If you want to go to Wan City, Ding Bo will take the ghost to his head and hold on urgently.

The ghost shouted, what was the sound, asked for it, and stopped listening to it. Walk to the land in Wan City, turn into a sheep, and sell it. Fear of its change, but spit on it.

and a thousand and a half hundred, but go.

……

Lin Haoran is indeed a good material for storytelling, telling it with emotion, telling the fable of a "treacherous man who smashed a ghost into a sheep and sold it for money" to Wu Shan.

Wu Shan stroked his beard lightly, looked up at him and said, "Erxin ghosts? ”

"Don't believe it!" Lin Haoran shook his head and replied honestly.

Wu Shan was a little surprised, and asked again in the posture of a teacher, "What do you realize?" ”

"A sheep is only 1,500 yuan!" Lin Haoran gave up his hand and carefully observed Wu Shan's reaction.

When Wu Shan heard this, he was puzzled: "That's it? ”

"Yes! In the past, a sheep was only 1,500 yuan, but now it is worth 6,000 yuan; I just checked the files of the Chengzu period, and there were three buns for one penny at the time, but now there is only one penny. Lin Haoran gave up his hand and sighed sadly.

Wu Shan didn't have the time to talk to him about these inconsequential things, so he issued an eviction order: "If you don't have anything else, let's go down for the time being!" ”

"Yes!" Lin Haoran was suddenly anxious, but he didn't expect Wu Shan to react like this, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "Teacher, since Chengzu, prices have risen several times, and now one or two straight halls of money are not enough to spend. ”

Although it was decided to ask Wu Shan to raise the amount of silver, Lin Haoran did not put it forward directly, but skillfully grasped the reason for the "price rise", so as to make his teacher famous.

Of course, he was not kind in this matter, and deliberately ignored the fact that copper coins were depreciated, and now one tael of silver is enough to exchange for two thousand copper coins. In fact, if you settle in silver, the price of goods is not as serious as the depreciation, and some items are even cheaper.

Wu Shan looked at Lin Haoran, and immediately came to his senses, the daring "Zong Dingbo Ghost Hunting" was just a foreshadowing, and this increase in Zhitang silver was his real purpose, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "Don't you just want me to increase Zhitang silver?" Why bother to make such a big bend, just mention it! ”

"The teacher agreed?" Lin Haoran's eyes lit up slightly.

He didn't want to bring it up directly, but the difference in status between the two was too great, so it was safest to use a tactful way. What's more, some officials in this era are very taboo to talk about money, so how can he mention it directly?

Be cautious, in officialdom, there is absolutely no harm. Especially for Shangguan, even if it is a kind official like Xu Jie, you must respect it well.

"It's useless for me to agree, there's no money in the hospital!" Wu Shan spread his hands and said honestly.

The Hanlin Yuan has no personnel power, nor does it have financial power, and it is a complete Qingshui Yamen. All expenses and expenses are subject to funding from the Ministry of Rites.

"......" Lin Haoran was speechless, daring to love this was in vain.

According to the original plan, Wu Shan happily agreed, and he returned to the repair hall, and his status quickly rose countless times. It's just a pity that the reality is often very skinny, and he thinks things are too good.

Wu Shan seemed to be in a good mood, and added with a straight face: "You don't want to think about it, what kind of progress can we make in the Hanlin Academy?" Every expense needs to be funded by the Ministry of Rites. ”

"We can ...... pen and paper" Lin Haoran wanted to give this old man a fake reimbursement avenue to make money, and he only needed to double the amount of paper and pencil used, and the officials of the Hanlin Academy must be more nourishing than the Ministry of Industry.

It's just that he looked at Wu Shan's face that showed justice, so he stopped talking and said, "The disciple is saying that our Hanlin Academy can open a financial road!" ”

"Huh...... If you have the ability, you go and open one! Wu Shan chuckled disdainfully. Maybe it's because of the affairs of the clan, but now when he talks about these mundane things, he doesn't have much disgust.

Lin Haoran hesitated for a while, and then arched his hand and said, "Disciple...... Yes, sir! ”

Now, he knows that it is impossible for Wushan to directly increase the amount of Zhitang silver, and he can only take a road of "self-sufficiency, abundant food and clothing".

Hey?

Wu Shan was very surprised, this was a prevarication, but this student seemed to mean the next step.

"Student quit!"

Lin Haoran didn't give him a chance to continue asking, and gave up. It's just that his face also shows a sad color, and his first shot in the repair hall seems to be not easy.

After thinking for a long time in the dining hall, he walked back to the repair hall, but it was already about to be time.