Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

The night is getting darker.

Except for those nightless streets specially approved by the imperial court, the great Emperor Andu fell into a deep sleep.

Countless faint blue lights of Xiangguo's mansion are connected together, and the light of Mingwen lamp seeps from the window sill of the outer study.

A young man dressed in blood was sitting at the desk, writing something with a wolf hair brush. The bloody light in his eyes represented that he was running the exercises at the moment, and writing things would be much faster by using the exercises.

On the opposite side of him sat a squinting old man with white beard and hair.

This study in the Xiangguo Mansion is somewhat similar to the emperor's imperial study, and was used by Xu Yinhe to meet some important staff and ministers.

But tonight Xu Yinhe was discussing cooperation with Luo Daofan in the main hall, so Xu Yuan directly occupied it.

Hua Hong directly dragged him over and was forced to work overtime without writing or sleeping.

Without him, you can't beat it.

No one would care if they wanted to shake people for help. After all, no one wanted to offend Hua Hong, the God of Wealth in the Xiangguo Mansion.

Well, I miss the first day of Sister Lou Ji.

Sighing, Xu Yuan glanced at the ugly old man opposite, feeling a little slanderous in his heart.

Now the power structure inside the Xiangguo Mansion is very centralized, and it is completely the old man's words.

But in this case, the ministers under him dared to beat him, the prince, directly.

There is really no one left.

"What to look at."

On the opposite side, the old man closed his eyes and meditated, opened his almost invisible squinted eyes, and glanced at Xu Yuan: "You have to see Princess Nine tomorrow, so hurry up and write."

"tsk"

Xu Yuan rolled his eyes, raised his hand, picked up the rice paper with wet ink on it, looked at it, and handed it to Hua Hong who was opposite:

"It's finished, let's take a look."

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Hua Hong took it silently, stroked his white beard and glanced at the densely written content on the rice paper, raised his eyebrows slightly.

And Xu Yuan, who had dispelled the exercises, leaned back on the chair and began to doze off.

he is tired.

Forced by this old man to write until now, the rooster is almost crowing.

However, when Hua Hong came to ask for the so-called "Business Book", Xu Yuan was also happy to write it to the other party.

They are all family members.

The same information, when most people are listening to the left ear, and the discerning people are already thinking about how to use it to make a profit.

The innovation of the talent training system is a heavy energizer no matter which force it is in.

The third prince was making preparations, so naturally Hua Hong was doing the same.

It's just a pity that these innovations are limited by the ability of the subordinates, as well as the self-preservation of the blood passed down in this era.

A technology mastered in this era is an iron rice bowl that can be passed down from generation to generation.

The more people there are, the worse the treatment of their own family members will be. No one is willing to spread this situation except those with mental problems.

If you want to innovate, there is a lot of resistance.

There was a momentary silence in the study.

But after only two minutes, Hua Hong carefully read what Xu Yuan spent three hours writing several times.

High-level cultivators are great productive forces.

Not only can he work like 007, but his work efficiency is more than an order of magnitude higher than that of ordinary people.

Hua Hong gently folded the rice paper written by Xu Yuan, put it in Xumijie, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Chang Tian, ​​although the scripture you wrote has a lot of practical content, it should only be a framework."

Because of his tiredness, Xu Yuan put his legs on the table, covered his mouth and yawned:

"Aha. It's just a framework. You old man wants me to write it down. Ask my father. If he agrees, I will help you compile it slowly."

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Hua Hong's eyes twitched when he saw Xu Yuan's playful attitude, and then he felt helpless.

He knew that it was impossible for Xu Yinhe to hand over this kid to him.

Compiling business books is basically equivalent to compiling a new encyclopedia.

Not only time-consuming, but also labor-intensive.

The most important thing for Chang Tian now is to improve his weak cultivation, other things have to be delayed.

After thinking for a moment, Hua Hong recalled what was written on the rice paper just now:

"It's still too sketchy, you can write me another copy if you have a long time."

"Can."

Xu Yuan didn't refuse this either, and it didn't take much effort to write it out slowly.

After a pause, he asked:

"I write a framework, can you find someone to fill it in?"

Hua Hong smiled kindly:

"Of course, although the World Chamber of Commerce is still in a period of barbaric growth, some senior shopkeepers understand the things you wrote, but there is no general outline, so it is difficult to form a system."

Xu Yuan shook his head and said:

"No, what I mean is, will your people really contribute? This is a matter of killing their jobs."

Smashing people's jobs and taking away people's money is tantamount to killing their parents.

heard that,

Hua Hong's squinted eyes flashed a cold light with a smile:

"If you don't work hard, you will die.

"Today's Tian'an Chamber of Commerce needs new vitality and new competition. Otherwise, when our generation dies, these shopkeepers in power are likely to form a new aristocratic family in the Xiangguo Mansion."

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Xu Yuan smiled, but didn't answer.

Although the old man was a little irritable, he was truly loyal to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Because of the monopoly of knowledge, the abilities of many senior shopkeepers are indispensable.

Without them, the Tianan Chamber of Commerce would suffer a great loss.

In the long run, these people will form a powerful family within the system of the Tianan Chamber of Commerce and even the entire Xiangguo Mansion, that is, a new family.

If the Patriarch is strong, he can hold it back, but if he is weak, he will be like the existence of the Zongmen family to the Zongmen.

Xu Yuan leaned on the back of the chair and tapped the armchair:

"Old man Hua, do you want to turn these people into parts that can be replaced at any time?"

"Component?"

Hua Hong's eyes flashed, and he nodded with a smile:

"Chang Tian, ​​what you said is interesting, but it's basically like this. The only way is to obliterate their uniqueness. Apart from me, Jiang He also has the idea of ​​reforming the Gewuyuan."

"Is that so?"

Xu Yuan murmured, his eyes a little sad.

He found that the world today has the signs of renovating the production system during the industrial revolution and thus liberating productivity.

certainly,

It is in the mode of the extraordinary world.

"Okay. I see, I'll help out when I have time, but it's not overnight to compile this kind of book."

Hua Hong smiled sincerely, his eyes soft:

"Changtian, take care of this matter, what we old guys do is for you.

"Only by obliterating the particularity of the people below, so that they can be replaced at any time, the power of the Patriarch will be permanently concentrated."

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Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and made no statement.

Upon seeing this, Hua Hong didn't say much, instead he said with a smile:

"By the way, you kid went out for a trip, where did you learn these things?"

Xu Yuan spread his hands and said:

"I've seen and heard it, I've seen it a lot, I've thought a lot, and I'll understand it naturally."

Hua Hong was noncommittal when he heard this, and said in a chatty manner:

"Although the things you wrote just now have some truth, many things are not suitable for the current world situation."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan was not surprised.

What he writes is what he learned in college and graduate school in his previous life.

Theories about macro and micro economy, marketing, and financial operations.

Although much the same, some fine-tuning is needed to apply the theories of previous lives to this world.

With Hua Hong's vicious eyes, it is impossible not to see it.

Slowly sitting up straight, Xu Yuan's tone became serious:

"After all, it's just something I came up with, old man Hua, you need to make some corrections yourself.

"Moreover, most of those things can only be implemented under the situation of great unification. When the war is approaching, all the production systems of our Xiangguo Mansion have to serve the war."

Hua Hong's eyes narrowed slightly:

"The wartime system, Changtian, do you understand?"

"You really think highly of me."

"." Hua Hong.

With a sigh, Hua Hong said quietly:

"I thought you knew all this, kid, and I wanted to ask you to give me some advice."

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Xu Yuan spread his hands, this thing was not taught in ordinary universities in his previous life, and he had no place to learn it if he wanted to.

But after a short pause, Xu Yuan suddenly thought of something, and said softly:

"By the way, there is one very important thing. I don't know if you have thought about it, old man Hua."

Hua Hong calmed down:

"Speak frankly, don't give in."

Xu Yuan spat out two words, concise and clear:

"Silver note."

"A bank note?" Hua Hong frowned.

Xu Yuan slowly got up from the chair, and while slowly tidying up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on his desk, he said softly:

"When Ran Qingmo went to find those big sects who exaggerated the threat of our Xiangguo Mansion, no one believed her. At first, I thought it was my father's administrative orders that had a paralyzing effect.

"But now it seems that the Zongmen is just pretending to be confused, and has been delaying waiting for the day when Emperor Jiajing dies."

Hua Hong's wrinkled face showed a thoughtful expression:

"What does what you said have anything to do with bank notes?"

Xu Yuan tidied up the desk, took out a stack of thousand taels of silver notes from Xumijie, put it in his hand and fanned it:

"It has been more than 800 years since Emperor Qidian issued silver bills. Nowadays, it has become a custom to use the silver bills issued by the imperial court as the settlement for the purchase and sale of goods in the world. The sect has held so many Tianyuan competitions, and it must have made some plans. .”

Speaking of which,

Xu Yuan's voice was serious: "We have to prepare in advance to deal with the shock, at least to ensure the stability of prices in the state controlled by the imperial court."

Hua Hong frowned and stared at Xu Yuan:

"You mean the sect will issue new bank notes?"

Xu Yuan pointed to the thousand taels of silver note in his hand:

"If you don't get rid of the imperial court's banknotes, once there is a fight, the Zongmen will have to bleed to help the imperial court pay the bill. There are so many smart people in the world, it is impossible for the Zongmen not to think about it."

Hua Hong let out a long breath, with a gloomy look on his brows:

"Changtian, the matter you mentioned, I have actually discussed it with my staff many times. What's your opinion on this?"

Xu Yuan was a little surprised when he heard this.

Currency has not formed a system in this era. I didn't expect Hua Hong to see this.

People who sit in this position will not have mediocrity.

But ask him if he can solve it?

He can fix shit.

Xu Yuan's bachelor spread his hands and smiled:

"I don't know, I just want to remind you that the specific matters need to be handled by professionals like old man Hua."

After all,

Xu Yuan walked up to him and patted Hua Hong on the shoulder of the centenarian:

"However, my suggestion is to get more real silver and gold for storage. There will definitely be a run on the market at that time. At least the price in the area under the actual control of the imperial court must be stabilized."

The next day, at noon.

The misty sleepiness caused Xu Yuan to sleep until the sun was rising.

As soon as Xu Yuan opened his eyes in a daze, he heard a rustling voice coming from his bedside:

"woke up?"

"." Xu Yuan glanced sideways.

A beautiful and beautiful face came into view.

Li Qingyan moved a chair and was sitting on the edge of his bed with his arms crossed.

Xu Yuan sat up silently, looking at the woman with heroic eyebrows and smiling lips in front of him, with vigilance in his eyes:

"How did you get in here?"

Li Qingyan smiled beautifully:

"Naturally, you came in. You look good when you sleep."

"This inner court"

"Grand Xu agreed."

Li Qingyan pursed his lips and smiled: "After all, I am also the future daughter-in-law of your Xu family."

Xu Yuan glanced at her, didn't speak any more, pulled back the quilt, and stood up.

At noon in early summer, birds chirping accompanied by sunshine pouring in from the window.

Li Qingyan, who was sitting by the bed, shrank his pupils and subconsciously looked away.

Xu Yuan was a little puzzled when he saw it, glanced down, and immediately understood, chuckled:

"Oh princess, is your expression shy?"

Li Qingyan turned his eyes back, narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, raised Erlang's legs, his slender jade legs swayed, and kept his eyes fixed:

"You think Ben Gong is shy?"

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Xu Yuan stared at her eyes seriously for two seconds, and said with a smile:

"Not shy."

"Ah"

"It should be because of fear."

"." Li Qingyan.

Walking to the table in loose pajamas, Xu Yuan poured himself a cup of tea to wake himself up, looked back at Qingcheng who was still sitting by the bed, and said:

"Princess, you are still here because you want to help your husband change clothes?"

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Li Qingyan exhaled, stood up, stared at Xu Yuan for two seconds, snorted coldly, turned and walked out the door.

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Standing in place and watching the slim figure leave, Xu Yuan shook his head boredly:

"Tsk, I can't hold back anymore. I'm not as good as Su Jinxuan. It's really boring."

"Whoosh—"

A piece of gravel suddenly came through the air, wiped the pajama pants and flew past, bringing a cool feeling.

After getting dressed, as soon as Xu Yuan stepped out of the wing, he saw Li Qingyan standing in the courtyard looking at the koi in the pond in a daze.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Yuan walked to her side.

Li Qingyan glanced at him with a pair of phoenix eyes:

"My son-in-law, who is the Su Jinxuan you mentioned just now, last time you told me that you need one of the friends for the night party?"

Xu Yuan smiled softly when he heard the words:

"She shouldn't be able to beat you."

"Really?" Li Qingyan chuckled, and his voice was neither cold nor calm: "Don't say it so harshly, my palace has always been very generous, and if the concubine wants to take a concubine after marriage, it's not impossible to discuss it."

Xu Yuan shook his head when he heard the words:

"Princess misunderstood, Su Jinxuan is just a partner of my son, not a confidante."

Li Qingyan narrowed her phoenix eyes:

"So, does the son-in-law have other beauties?"

Xu Yuan thought for a while, and he had nothing to hide about the married princess, and said with a smile:

"Don't be so jealous, after so many years, I will naturally have one or two beautiful girls."

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Li Qingyan took a deep breath, and there was no wave in his chest:

"So, Ran Qingmo is not the only one?"

"Although I have no memory, it should be considered a beauty."

Xu Yuan nodded and said with a smile: "You should be able to see her then, but you should not be able to beat her."

Li Qingyan raised his slender jade hand with five fingers, and bursts of energy bloomed in it, and said with a smile:

"I can't beat it?"

"Holy Maiden of Jiantian Pavilion, can you beat her?"

"." Li Qingyan.