I am engaged in construction in Datang

As he dug the soil, he thought about how he had served in the army in the past.

He was thinking about how to explain to his wife when he returned home today. He was thinking about what the young ladies in the women's farm were like. He was also thinking about whether His Majesty's treasury was sufficient.

He was still wondering, why isn't digging tiring?

Before he could finish his thought, Zhang Liujin came back after drinking the herbal tea.

"Aye, you look so tired. Your forehead is covered with sweat." Zhang Liujin looked at Aye suspiciously. Didn't they agree to pretend?

"..." Zhang Da.

He looked around, then moved closer to Liu Jin and said, "Aye has a trick, just dig your dig and don't worry about Aye."

"what?"

Zhang Liujin didn’t understand. Is Aye already so powerful?

He pondered, and then began to figure out how to be as sweaty as Aye but not tired.

So he dug hard, sometimes he dug lightly, but he still couldn't find the trick.

The yamen runners over there saw Zhang Liujin's mentally retarded behavior and felt even more sympathetic towards Zhang Da.

He walked over slowly and handed Zhang Da a piece of rock candy wrapped in paper: "The woman in the village was afraid that you would faint from exhaustion, so she gave you this candy."

"Old Zhang, you are such a fool. You can't work so hard. Look at how sweaty you are."

"Ah...it's just that six pounds is useless, otherwise you wouldn't have to work so hard."

Zhang Da followed the yamen runner's gaze and looked at Zhang Liujin, whose messy digging movements made him look like a fool.

I immediately got furious and told you to dig carefully, what were you doing?

"Manager, that kid is playing!"

Zhang Da rushed to Liu Jin and slapped him on the head: "I told you to play instead of working hard!"

"!"

Zhang Liujin was so shocked that he was speechless.

Zhang Da finally broke down. He no longer wanted to be a strict father. He leaned closer and whispered, "They provide you with good food and drink, so how can you not contribute?"

“…” Zhang Liujin.

Then he dug the ground hard with a shovel. He would never listen to Aye again!

……

Today's morning is over.

Tang Jian and Sun Fujia each carried a pile of books and walked out of the hall.

This is the economics that Your Majesty is talking about.

His Majesty said that this knowledge is something that the people in the Ministry of Revenue must study, and they will be tested later.

"Duke Ju, Minister Sun, congratulations to both of you for being so highly valued by His Majesty." Yuwen Shiji ran over happily to congratulate them.

Isn't assigning work to people the same as entrusting them with an important task?

"Ah... Why doesn't Your Majesty use me?" he said, lamenting again.

He was truly sad that His Majesty did not employ him, and he was not pretending.

"But it doesn't matter. As long as I can make Your Majesty happy and entertain Your Majesty, I will die without regrets in this life!"

Soon he thought it through again. He didn't have any talent anyway, so as long as he could make His Majesty laugh, he could retire with honor.

“……”Tang Jian, who in this city doesn’t know that Tang Jian doesn’t like to work?

You, Yuwen Shiji, did this on purpose, right?

"Duke Ju, do you need me to help you move it to the Ministry of Revenue? This book must be very valuable." Yuwen Shiji continued to envy.

"Need not!"

Tang Jian was angry: "Minister Sun! Minister Sun!"

"?" Sun Fujia looked at Tang Jian with a confused look.

Now his focus is on the newspaper, and all financial matters are handled by his subordinates.

He was confused after suddenly receiving so many economics books today.

For him, the political trends and civil hotspots were like playing. Moreover, he had an amazing memory. In his early years, he relied on his excellent memory to put down his hoe and study hard, which earned him the reputation of being the top scholar.

But this economics... He took a look at it, what is this?

Just like he is not good at solving cases, it is really difficult for him to do something that requires flexible thinking.

"Come, take these to the Ministry of Revenue. I still have things to do." Tang Jian pressed a pile of books in his arms into Sun Fujia's hands, then left without looking back.

In the back, Sun Fujia looked at Tang Jian's back with extreme envy.

He also wants to leave. He wants to return to the newspaper office now.

Now that the official newspaper has become an internal organ, Master Li taught him step by step how to set the general direction, and then the merger of the two newspapers became his job.

He did it with ease.

As for Yan Shigu, he is now leading his people to compile that dictionary!

"Ouch, it's so heavy..."

"My waist is sprained! My waist is sprained!"

The young eunuch on duty saw this and hurried over to lend a hand, as Minister Sun was very popular.

The two of them carried the books to the door. Fortunately, the big bar had excellent load-bearing capacity and could hold so many books steady on it. Sun Fujia rode his bike slowly to the Ministry of Revenue's office.

There are six sets of economics, each with eight volumes, and six sets of mathematics, each with ten volumes.

His Majesty said that once Zhuangzi had printed the rest, each member of the Ministry of Revenue would receive a set.

This still requires an exam!

Sun Fujia suddenly became nervous.

He could remember the contents word for word, but this was not a policy question. What if the person setting the question asked him to do arithmetic?

He knows nothing about arithmetic!

Madam is the best at calculating, so how about... taking him home for her to take a look?

"Minister Sun..." Over there, the doctor from the Ministry of Revenue who was reading a book glanced at Sun Fujia and said, "Can you understand this?"

“……”Sun Fujia, he couldn’t understand.

"Well, tell me to go home and study tonight." Sun Fujia packed up his things without changing his expression: "I'll go to the newspaper office first."

After saying that, he took a set of economics and a set of mathematics, then turned and left.

The rear house of the Sun Mansion.

Mrs. Wang took her maids to pick golden phoenix flowers. Now was a good time to dye their nails.

Ah Fu, who was standing by, reported the money and property consumed by the mansion in the past six months, as well as the harvest of the shops in the mansion.

"Madam, yesterday the kitchen maid fell down, and the doctor prescribed a month's worth of medicine, which cost a total of 2,340 silver coins. The mossy stone pavement was also repaired. Other than that, there were no unexpected expenses in the mansion this month."

"The total expenditure of the government in the first half of the year was 800 taels and 68 coins, including food expenses..."

"There are a total of six shops in the mansion, and the silver jewelry shop has a total income of 237 taels in the first half of the year..."

“These golden phoenix flowers come in all kinds of colors, how come they become just one color when they are dyed on nails?” Mrs. Wang picked a purple-red flower and put it in a porcelain bowl.

"That's right." The maid spoke up. She came with the lady from her parents' home.

"Even this white flower is dyed brown-red."

"If there were other colors I could dye, I wouldn't have planted so many golden phoenixes. Ah Fu, read the account book of the Rouge Shop for May again."

"Yes." Ah Fu's forehead was covered with sweat. Could there be any problem over there again?

"On May 1, there were 103 boxes of rouge left in the shop..."

A quarter of an hour later.

Mrs. Wang handed the porcelain bowl to the maid and signaled her to continue picking flowers.

"On May 12, did the Rouge Shop change hands?"

Ah Fu recalled for a moment and said, "The clerk who was looking after the shop that day had something to do at home, so he asked my brother and his wife to help take care of it."

"I usually give a lot of things to my brother and sister-in-law. Didn't the guy know that they took things they shouldn't have taken?"

It’s not that she was stingy with those boxes of rouge, but rules are rules. If everyone breaks the rules, how can she collect the debt?

Aren’t the rewards she gives out on a daily basis more valuable than those boxes of rouge?