The wind in the late autumn night was cold and biting on his body, and Xu Ping walked in the corridor of the palace and felt a little lost. Many things are easy to explain clearly in his previous life, but in this era, it is not easy to explain them to others. Now that he is working in the third division, some fundamental concepts are incompatible with this era, and how to combine his knowledge with this era is a big problem.

Shi Quanbin walked in front with a lamp and led Xu Ping out of the palace. Walking to a secluded place, Shi Quanbin slowed down.

Xu Ping thought about his thoughts and didn't pay attention, and soon the two walked side by side.

Shi Quanbin coughed lightly and said to Xu Ping: "Yunxing, are you really sure that Xu Shen can't make money there?" The book has already been agreed to be cast by him in the money prison. ”

Xu Ping suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, calmed down for a moment before saying to Shi Quanbin: "Pavilion Chief, it's not that Xu Shen can't cast money, but he can't cast useful money." He has recruited a hundred and ten famous craftsmen, and has invested countless sums of money, and it is not uncommon to cast a consistent two-way match. But what's the use of this kind of money? The capital is worth a few times. Even if he empties the treasury, he will not be able to cast the money he wants for the reward, alas, and he will not be able to cast it. ”

Yun Xing said yes. As long as they can't pay in front of the officials, this thing will be done. Yan Wenying has been arrogant recently, and after this setback, it is good to temper him. ”

Shi Quanbin saw that Xu Ping was in a bad mood, so he didn't say much. As long as he confirms that Yan Wenying can't do this thing, what does it have to do with him as for the difference between what can't be minted and what can't be minted with practical copper coins?

Back in the capital, Xu Ping always felt that he had a hard time talking to people, and he was often not on the same channel. It's no wonder that when he was in Lingnan, he was a big member of the party, and everyone flattered him, but now it's the other way around.

Back at Chongwen Academy, Han Qi was replaced by Sun Luan, and he had a good meal with Wang Gongchen and Liu Xin, and when he saw Xu Ping coming back, he smiled and said, "Why did Yunxing go for so long?" We're running out of lamb! ”

Xu Ping smiled: "My family is here, naturally someone will take care of it, you eat more." ”

With that, he sat down, chatted with the three of them, and drank a few glasses of wine.

It is strictly forbidden to leak what you say to the emperor, otherwise it will cause great disgust to the emperor. Han Qi and the others knew this rule, and consciously didn't talk about Xu Ping's whereabouts just now, but just talked about some inconsequential topics.

On duty at night, Xu Ping rested the next day, went to the Yamen of the Third Division casually, drew a charge, and returned home. Thinking of the conversation with Zhao Zhen last night, he asked himself to use the commercial tax case to compare the price fluctuations in the capital after the reward, and it is also interesting to think about this matter carefully, which can be regarded as the collision of the views and methods of doing things in the two eras.

But things are not easy to do, the commercial tax case is not responsible for tax collection, the real errands to collect taxes are the people in the government, and only from the figures reported by the government, there is not much to be found. If you want to really sample statistics, Xu Ping has no manpower.

After thinking about it, Xu Ping still decided to write a concerto, explaining his plan clearly, what kind of manpower and material resources are needed, and what cooperation needs from Kaifeng Mansion. Although I can't tell Zhongshu that this is a matter assigned by the emperor, this is not a nosy matter for the third division, and it is good to save yourself a little effort.

For example, in his previous life, it was not difficult to ask Xu Ping to write such a report, but to write this content in the format of the cantata, it took Xu Ping countless brains and a whole day.

The music must pass through the door of the Chinese book, and there is no concept of secret music in this era. Xu Ping sent out the recital, and he was also a little uneasy in his heart, not knowing what the result would be. Although he had tried his best to follow the format of the cantata, he still could not write it clearly, so he added an appendix and even some tables in it, following the methods of his predecessors.

After a day or two, there was no reply from Zhongshu, Xu Ping was a little anxious, so he began to arrange for some literate people who had no fixed ministry in the third division to gather and prepare to disperse to the selected place in Kaifeng City to collect price information. He is in charge of the military case, and the soldiers under the three divisions are under his control, and if he tries hard, the personnel can barely be gathered.

On this day, Xu Ping prepared the materials, and called several important personnel led by him in his official office to train them on how to visit and how to fill in the information.

Just as he was talking lively, Ren Bu came in from outside angrily, holding Xu Ping's piece in his hand, and didn't even let the others avoid it, and asked loudly: "Xu Ping, you are also a first-class jinshi, you have been an official for many years, and you have given the chapter to the Chinese book, what is this!" The book in the book is written down, 'the literature and science are absurd, and the meaning of the words does not make sense'! For so many years, no first-class jinshi has ever received such a comment! ”

Xu Ping looked at Ren Bu and was stunned for a moment. He consciously wrote that although the writing was not very good, at least it was smooth and reasonable, and he said everything that should be said clearly, how could there be such an outrageous evaluation?

Ren Bu said, walked to the table in front of Xu Ping, spread out the analysis and table attached to the back, and said: "Look, what are these, what are these!" Where did you learn this nonsense! Born in the three divisions, things must be organized, but there is something like you who don't know what to say? ”

Xu Ping looked at the piece he had spent a day on, being scattered on the desk in a messy manner, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he stood there stunned.

Since coming to this world and determined to be admitted to the sergeant and become an official, Xu Ping has studied all kinds of knowledge seriously. Speaking of poetry and literary color, Xu Ping is not brilliant, but it is by no means unsightly. For the first time in so many years, Xu Ping was pointed at his nose and said this, and he was said by his boss.

It is only in autumn, when the sky is full of falling leaves and the cool breeze gradually rises, that the sun makes people feel particularly warm.

Today is a sunny day, the sun is very good, and the streets outside the capital are very lively.

The sunlight came in through the window and shone on Xu Ping's body, bringing a warm feeling. Xu Ping felt very cold in his heart, this coldness went all the way to his bones and soul, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Looking back suddenly, it has been nearly ten years since he came to this world, and Xu Ping felt for the first time that this world was so far away from him, and it had really become another world far away.

Once, Xu Ping thought that it was easy to live in this world, and he had been smooth sailing for so many years, until this moment, he didn't know that he had just encountered hardships, where was the easy world?

Putting away the recitals on the table, Xu Ping said to Ren: "Let the deputy envoy be embarrassed." As for the notebook, put it away for me, and look at it often in the future, maybe it will grow faster. ”

This matter, no matter what, must be done, must be done well, and must be done perfectly. If the arts and sciences are ridiculous, then it will be ridiculous, and it is not too late to talk about it when the matter is done.

(Today in a forum was sprayed with blood, the mood is a little low, where you can't go, forgive me.) (To be continued.) )