Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

When Zhu Yunhuan once again raised the practical problem that needed to be solved most.

The few present were no longer so embarrassed, and they actively discussed what they had learned before, but in the end...

But only Xia Yuanji was left speaking.

For nothing else.

But when they followed their thoughts, they found that applying a theoretical model to practical problems would lead to many other problems - in the final analysis, it was too complicated to put things at the national level.

So they either get stuck or don't dare to continue speaking.

Xia Yuanji, on the other hand, was confused.

He said whatever he thought of, and repeatedly thought about it according to Zhu Yunhuan's ideas with excitement. There was no hesitation in his eyes, only enthusiasm.

"The students thought that the ultimate problem was how to control the amount of currency circulating in the market." Xia Yuanji stopped talking here.

Because he felt... that he had reached the end of his thinking.

Or.

He was also stuck on this issue - he deduced that he had to find a way to control the amount of currency in circulation, but how exactly could he do that?

He had no idea in his mind yet.

And Xia Yuanji is also an honest person.

After a pause, he frowned slightly and bowed to Zhu Yunhuan on the couch: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am incompetent and can only think of this."

After saying this, he still maintained a thoughtful look on his face, and was obviously racking his brains to think about... whether there was any way to continue pushing this issue forward.

As for Yu Xin and Gu Pu, Xia Yuanji stopped and got stuck at a step that he could not solve at all.

Instead, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Yuanji, a mere Imperial College student, had already earned Zhu Yunhuan's favor, seizing the opportunity for advancement. Meanwhile, the two of them, one Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue and the other Director of the Ministry of War, held high positions. Wouldn't they have any dignity if they were constantly outclassed by a young man who hadn't even passed the imperial examinations? And wouldn't that be a blatant declaration of their incompetence?

Think of this.

Yu Xin and Gu Pu exchanged glances quietly and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Yu Xin rolled his eyes, pretending to be thinking seriously and questioning, and said, "Hiss...isn't this a dead end?"

Gu Pu, standing nearby, immediately echoed the sentiment, "It's truly a dead end. Controlling the amount of currency in circulation...it's easy to say, but in practice, it's impossible."

"If there's a shortage of Ming Dynasty Treasure Notes on the market, that's easy. Just print and distribute them!"

"But if there are too many Ming Dynasty banknotes on the market..."

"For example, over the past twenty years, the Ming Dynasty has often been short of money, and no one realized or anticipated the subsequent problems that would result from the excessive issuance of Ming Treasure Notes. Therefore, the only way to compensate for this was to print more Ming Treasure Notes."

"All the Ming Dynasty treasure notes printed over the past twenty years have been spent and are now distributed among the people across the Ming Dynasty."

"If you want to reduce the amount of currency in circulation, do you really want to rob people of their money?"

The two of them had the same little idea and seemed to be actively discussing the issue, but in fact, they wanted to secretly step on the young man Xia Yuanji in front of Zhu Yunhuan - he was too conspicuous.

And heard what these two people said.

Lin Chengxuan on the other side immediately looked at Xia Yuanji with some worry. After all, what Yu Xin and Gu Pu said were real problems.

It sounds like Xia Yuanji, who is also a commoner like him, is indeed wrong.

And this time.

Zhu Yunhuan, who had been leaning lazily on the couch because he was too tired from teaching for too long, now propped himself up and sat up straight.