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This is a very strange feeling.
"Everyone is drunk, but I am the only one awake."
Looking at this group of people who were still discussing the pros and cons with great interest and twirling their beards and citing scriptures, Wang Bushi wanted to laugh.
After respectfully sending His Majesty back to the palace, everyone returned to the room where the imperial edict was awaiting in high spirits.
Wang Bushi, as usual, explained: "Your Majesty is going to draft an imperial edict in his oral instructions. Yan Shixue, please write a draft first. I will read it later."
Yan Xi could not help but complain: "Scholar Wang, I am old. Hey, I just went out to do some hard work, and my back has been aching for a long time. This this"
This Yan Xi relied on his old age to show off his old age. In front of Wang Bushi, although he was a subordinate official, he regarded himself as senior.
No yamen would like such a person.
¡°But, you still can¡¯t do anything about him.
"After all, having an old man in the government office is like having a treasure. If you scold him harshly for this, it will appear that you are harsh on others, and you may be regarded as a cruel official.
Wang Bushi just pursed his lips. He had a surprisingly good temper and seemed to be used to the atmosphere in the room where the edict was awaiting. "Okay, then I will write it myself."
So I prepared the pen and ink, picked up the pen, but did not dip it in the ink, but began to ponder.
However, Yan Xi took some free time and sat aside, drinking tea, and said to several other idle Hanlin officials: "I heard that this steam locomotive will cost more than 20 million taels of silver. Hey, how many people are in need of clothing?" Cover your body, think about it, it¡¯s really uncomfortable, how many people can I save if you give me these 20 million taels of silver?¡±
"Yes, yes" everyone sighed.
"This is a waste of money and people. We should write a letterto impeach him severely."
"I'm afraid a lot of the money spent was given by His Majesty privately."
"Ah, if so" Yan Xi looked furious: "Although it is internal money and has nothing to do with the national treasury, the internal money is also taken from the people's fat and anointing. In the end, it was such a flashy thing. Your Highness, the prince, is so happy to have such a great achievement." , it¡¯s really worrying.¡±
They all looked indignant and wished they could dismantle the railway tracks, exchange the scrap metal for silver, and then do something beneficial to the national economy and people's livelihood.
Wang Bushi still lowered his head and drafted the edict.
He couldn¡¯t hold it in any longer. To be honest, he really couldn¡¯t stand hanging out with these people.
" If Wang Bushi hadn't been used to being ridiculed, he would have learned to be taciturn. After all he was once the scum of the world. I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to stand it anymore.
But now, when he was about to write, his wrist flicked, so the tip of the pen dipped in ink flicked some ink onto the white paper.
He can¡¯t stand the prince and Captain Fang very much. Your uncle, if you insult me, I will hate you forever.
However, after listening to what these people said, Wang Bushi felt that the prince and Captain Fang were just evil-minded, but these people were so stupid that people wanted to pick up pens, ink, paper and inkstones and smash them to death.
It happens that these people occupy the most important positions in the Imperial Academy.
Wang Bushi pretended to write calmly and said: "It's not a great achievement. The weight of this vehicle is so large and the transport capacity is amazing. It is nothing more than a canal. Now it connects the new city and the old city. It has a great impact on the entire capital. There are huge benefits.¡±
Everyone felt disgusted when they heard Wang Bushi singing the opposite tune.
??We are all members of the Imperial Academy and have character. We cannot be afraid of you just because you, Wang Bushi, are a Shangguan.
Yan Xi couldn't help but said angrily: "I dare to ask, what are the benefits?"
Wang Bushi put down his pen and said with a smile: "Isn't it obvious? With this steam locomotive, has the distance between the new city and the old city been shortened? Originally, the distance between them was forty miles, but now, it is only three to five miles. Here, this is the effect brought by the steam train. In addition, in The Wealth of Nations, there is another effect called 'efficiency of scale'. If two places are far apart and resources cannot be dispatched, they can only do their own thing. But once the two places are integrated, the population will more than double at the same time, and the wealth will naturally increase dramatically. Do you understand what I mean? There is no difference between the new city and the old city. The old city It is the new city, and the new city is the old city, and they have become one.¡±
Everyone still doesn¡¯t understand.
I just feel that this guy is still talking about the Wealth of Nations, which is really hateful.
Yan Xi sneered: "Student Wang reads miscellaneous books all day long, I'm afraid he is possessed by a demon."
Wang Bushi raised his head and stared at Yan Xi. He was silent for a moment: "There is nothing wrong with being possessed."
&nb?Crazy, because in fact, Wang Bushi was obviously well prepared, and looking at how calm he looked, there was a high probability that it might be twenty times more likely.
¡°I sold 30 acres of land, and one acre was only 500 taels. Doesn¡¯t this mean that I lost lost nearly 300,000 taels of silver
Three hundred thousandtwo silvers
What is this number?
He actually passed by a wealthy man.
"Ah!" Yan Xi suddenly touched his head, feeling extremely sad and angry. He felt a splitting headache. Before he could cry bitterly, he felt dizzy. When he heard the "ah" sound, he fell straight to the ground and passed out. passed.
But at this time, the other Hanlin officials were all trembling, their teeth chattering. Yan Xi suffered the most loss, but others also suffered no less.
They couldn't care less about Yan Xi. They wanted to find a place to kill him.
It was the scribe who was kind-hearted and stepped forward quickly to pinch Yan Xi. He said at the same time: "Yan Shixue, Yan Shixue, wake up, wake up"
Yan Xi slowly woke up, his eyes were confused, but suddenly a memory flooded into his mind, and then, a feeling of extreme pain spread throughout his body, so he made another sound, tilted his head, and passed out from the pain. ! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com