Emperor Renzong of the Great Song Dynasty

"Don't squeeze, don't fight, line up, we count by the number, everyone has it, it's the same!"

A man dressed as a cashier stood in front of a large table full of rice, noodles, and diesel, and shouted at the workers queuing in front of the desk: "Don't jump in line! Singles stand on the left! Married women stand on the right! Those who have given birth Stand in the middle! Don't crowd, don't rush, everyone has a share!"

Jiang Ping shuttled among the workers in the square, and smiled and kicked a young worker who was eager to jump in the queue: "What's the rush, you are indispensable! Let me see you jump in the queue again, and I will tell you to be the last one." go!"

The worker hid for a while with a playful smile: "Director, isn't this in a hurry to go home for the New Year? The lady is still waiting for me to bring things home."

Jiang Ping looked him up and down: "Hey, why are you still married?"

There was joy in the corners of the young worker's eyes and brows: "It's my cousin's daughter. She just passed the door last month. She's still timid and afraid to meet people."

Jiang Ping nodded: "Okay, it's a good thing to have a family and start a business. It saves you drinking and playing around as soon as you get your wages, and you have to ask your brother and sister-in-law to go around every day to help you find peace."

The young worker scratched his head and laughed: "It won't work in the future. All the money I earn will be kept by my wife at home."

Jiang Ping laughed again: "People are stable, but their brains are still not bright."

The young man looked confused: "What?"

Jiang Ping patted him on the head: "Stupid, the workers with families are queuing up over there. They get five buckets of rice extra for marrying a woman, and ten catties of meat for giving birth to a baby. You stay here and hang out with a bunch of bachelors." What are you doing here!"

The young man was stunned, his face flushed suddenly, and he quickly ran to the end of the other line and stood still.

The team he left burst into a burst of good-natured laughter, and Jiang Ping also shook his head with a smile: "You brat."

He then said to the single workers in that line: "Don't just laugh at them, you are all grown up, and you have earned a lot this year, when will you marry a lady?"

A worker laughed and said, "Director, this is not saving you money! We are going to marry a wife, and you are paying for the settlement and nutrition, what a waste!"

Jiang Ping raised his eyebrows: "Don't save me money, I'm not afraid of spending money! I'm afraid that you guys will go to Ruyue Tower to find a girl together, and you will ruin their place because of jealousy. Go spend money to redeem people!"

He straightened his cuffs: "You guys are shameless, I am a serious person, this time twice is okay, three or four times a month, I can't stand it."

His factory provided three meals a day. The emperor said that the workers earned us a lot of money, and we were not allowed to deduct food from others.

Indeed, after the start of the match factory, the match factory was making a lot of money every day. Jiang Ping couldn't believe his eyes every time he checked the accounts.

No matter how bold and generous he is, he doesn't bother to care about those trivial matters.

I made a lot of money, and I was happy to give the workers some good food.Besides, you have the strength to work when you are full.

The workers have meat and vegetables for three meals a day, and they are full of belly, and they are still young.

The so-called fullness, lust, lust, and two more money on hand, while off work, I went to the Liuxiang of Huajie to find good friends, made songs about wine, and when I got drunk, I threw tables and beat bowls, and I was punished by Nanya Kaifeng every time. The newly formed police team was caught and brought back in a hurry.

These workers are also scoundrels. They obviously have fathers and mothers. When the Kaifeng government asked them to summon guarantors, they all confessed to Jiang Ping one by one.

Jiang Ping had no choice but to go to Kaifeng mansion to lead people every time.

I ran to Kaifeng Mansion frequently, and the police captain knew about it. When he saw a group of tall animals making trouble in the tile house, he didn't even need to ask. He went directly to the factory next to Qingbei University to find Boss Jiang to protect him. That's it.

At the end of the quarrel, when he occasionally met with Lord Fan, the prefect of Kaifeng, Lord Fan would remind him that the police team is not just for his workers, but to maintain the law and order of the entire Tokyo city.Moreover, it is still in its infancy, and there are still insufficient manpower.I also hope that Boss Jiang will restrain his subordinates and not add extra burdens to the police force.

Principal Yan didn't have such a good temper as Mr. Fan, so he directly issued an ultimatum to Jiang Ping. If he couldn't discipline these workers well enough to make troubles in the sky and bring down his reputation at Qingbei University, he would invite the emperor His factory was dismantled and thrown into the Yellow River.

That's right, because the scene of 10 people starting school together on September [-] was too sensational, Qingbei University is a household name in Bianliang, and it has become a landmark building.

When mentioning other nearby places, the word "Qingbei University" should be added to indicate its location.

And Yan Shu is a picky person, if he wants to be his neighbor, he must have a bad reputation.

Neither side was easy to offend, so Jiang Ping had no choice but to go back to the factory bitterly, and found that he really couldn't control this group of wild dogs, so he had to encourage them to marry wives and have children, and settle down.

With the ties of family and family, presumably he wouldn't run to the tile house every day.

In order to encourage them to get married, Jiang Ping also distributed a lot of property to married workers during festivals.

This trick of money encouragement really worked. For a while, workers got married one after another, and fewer people went out to make trouble.

Jiang Ping heaved a sigh of relief, finally he didn't have to face Yan Shu's ugly face every day.

They are also one of the core members of the royalist party, and they are neighbors. Many of Qingbei University are the children of factory workers, and even many workers themselves are attending evening classes at the university, trying to learn arithmetic well so that they can be promoted to be accountants. .

When Yan Shu looked up and saw him looking down, Jiang Ping was really a little scared of him when he put on a serious face.

After all, he was also a deputy envoy of the Privy Council. He has a big official and a great official authority. Jiang Ping has been a commoner all his life, and he really can't stand the authority of the official.

Seeing that the workers were queuing up to receive the New Year's goods, Jiang Ping kicked the snow on the ground and walked out of the main entrance of the match factory.

The end of the year is approaching, and the factory has already shut down. After delivering the New Year's goods to the workers today, they can take a rest and start working again after the New Year.

Jiang Ping stretched his waist.

This year has been really busy.

He walked in the direction of Qingbei University on the snow, passing the newly opened Qingbei University Press along the way.

In front is the facade of the publishing house, and behind it is the paper mill and printing factory.

This is also the emperor's property, and he also takes care of it, saying that it is for printing books for President Yan.

Principal Yan compiled a set of very interesting books, covering all kinds of knowledge from all encyclopedias in the world.At present, the third volume has been released, and it is said that there will be an unknown number of volumes to be released in the future.

The emperor couldn't wait, so let's just have three volumes. Print these three volumes first, let the students in Qingbei University use them as textbooks first, and print the rest as they are written.

But Yan Shu wrote the book so fast that the engraving workers couldn't keep up, so the emperor said, why bother to carve a board when printing a book? It's time to put it together.After this volume is printed, it can be disassembled and rearranged to print the next volume, which is much more convenient and can keep up with Principal Yan's publishing speed.

Jiang Ping asked the workers in the printing factory to make the movable type according to the emperor's instructions. Sure enough, after using movable type, not only the printing speed was accelerated, but the cost was also significantly reduced-because there was no need to re-carve a board every time a book was printed. .

Therefore, their publishing house can produce books that are far below the market price, which are deeply loved and sought after by the poor.

Even if the books printed with movable type are a bit dull and unpleasant compared to woodblock printing, they are not accepted by the upper class literati.

In fact, the upper-class literati don't even like engraved books very much. They like hand-copied books most.

But seeing that Yan Shu's universities began to use this kind of movable type books to teach, and even Yan Shu himself authorized the publishing house to publish a few volumes of his poetry collections for distribution, including many new poems that had never been published before. They quietly bought a few more and went home to browse through the collection.

Although Yan Shu is crazy, he opened a school without being a good official, and even wrote some messy encyclopedias himself, but this poem is really well written, um, really fragrant.

I heard that Qingbei University Press will publish Fan Zhongyan's anthology next year, well, you have to buy it early at that time, didn't you see that this time Yan Shu's anthology is almost out of reach.

Anyway, this book is cheap, and our officials in the Song Dynasty have plenty of money, and they buy boxes and boxes at home without blinking an eye.

Snowflakes started to fall from the sky and fell on Jiang Ping's face.Jiang Ping wiped his face with his hands, quickened his pace, and finally walked to the door of Yan Shu's principal's office in Qingbei University before the snowstorm picked up.

Chinese New Year is almost here, and Qingbei University is also on vacation.There was not a single student in the university, only Jiang Ping was walking alone on the road.

Now that his factory is making more and more money, the royalist party is no longer in the predicament of being stretched.There was no longer any need for Yan Shu to pay for the funding of Tsingbei University, but Jiang Ping directly allocated the funds from the factory's income.

There is also the newly opened Printing House Publishing House, whose current business is dominated by Yan Shu's encyclopedias.At the end of the year, all parties had to check the accounts, and he had to come to Yan Shu to reconcile the accounts before handing them over to Eunuch Liu for review.

After all, Qingbei University was still the emperor's property, and the emperor was not fond of extravagance, and Yan Shu himself did not dare to bring his extravagant and wasteful life style to the principal's office.

Moreover, the university is still dominated by poor students. If there is anything to come to the principal, seeing that the principal loves luxury so much, the influence will not be very good.

Therefore, Yan Shu's principal's office didn't even have a screen, but a big case was set up opposite the door and by the window, and Yan Shu usually worked behind the case.There are a few small tables next to him, where several of his deputies work.

Ever since he started writing the encyclopedia series, Yan Shu recruited a few other students as assistants.

After all, writing an encyclopedia is not an easy task. It is almost impossible for Yan Shu to complete this task by himself.

On the walls on both sides, there are two huge bookcases from floor to sky, which are filled with books and manuscripts, all of which are materials used for book compilation or teaching.

To Jiang Ping's surprise, Yan Shu was not in the principal's office at this time.

Jiang Ping has already figured out Yan Shu's life rules. This principal Yan has put all his energy into his work. Apart from teaching students, he usually just sits in the office and compiles books. There is never a time to rest.

He doesn’t even like to write poems much anymore. When the emperor wanted to use his celebrity to print books to win fans’ leeks and make the name of the publishing house, he had to ask him to write a few new poems. He just wrote a few poems. Otherwise, there would be no new poems produced throughout the year.

Qingbei University is already on vacation, and the students have all gone home. Yan Shu has no classes now, so he should be sorting out the materials for compiling the book in the principal's office, but there is no one in the principal's office now.

No, this is not a meal, is it?

Even if it was a meal, didn't Yan Shu ask someone to bring the meal to the principal's office?

Jiang Ping rubbed the snow on the soles of his shoes at the door, feeling a little puzzled.

"Which one is your honor looking for?"

Suddenly a voice asked him.

Jiang Ping was startled, and when he looked up, he saw a man standing on the ladder next to the bookcase, looking down at him.

The bookcase is very high, and you must use a ladder to get to the books on the top floor.Jiang Ping didn't look up when he came in, so he didn't notice that there was another person standing on the ladder.

That person should have gone to the top of the bookcase to get a manuscript. He held the manuscript and said to Jiang Ping, "I'm sorry, stay here and come down from here."

Jiang Ping hurriedly said: "It's okay."

The man got off the ladder with his back to Jiang Ping, put the ladder back to the side of the bookcase, put the manuscript on a table next to him, and then said to Jiang Ping: "I'm really sorry, may I ask if your lord came to look for Yan?" Did the headmaster reconcile the accounts?"

This man was thin and tall, wearing a coarse cloth gown, but he couldn't conceal his tall and straight posture like a green bamboo.

Jiang Ping said with a smile: "Exactly, do you recognize me with one step?"

The man said with a smile: "Master took a few senior brothers out to gather folk tales, and he specially kept me here just to help Boss Jiang check the accounts."

Jiang Ping was surprised: "Could it be that Your Excellency is Principal Yan's apprentice?"

Although Yan Shu is the principal of Qingbei University, not every student in Qingbei University can call him master.

Ordinary students can only call him the principal, and only those who have passed his exams and caught his eye can worship him as their teacher.

Yan Shu's eyes were clean, he was very noble, and he didn't look down on ordinary people at all.The school has been open for a long time, and he has only accepted four apprentices in total. Now these four apprentices are detained in the principal's office, writing books with him.

Jiang Ping counted the desks in the principal's office, and sure enough, besides Yan Shu's big case, there were five other small desks.

It seems that this one is Yan Shu's fifth apprentice, and he may have been accepted later, as Jiang Ping has never met him.

The man smiled: "I don't dare to be a high-ranking apprentice, maybe I can be regarded as a bookkeeper."

He bowed to Jiang Ping: "My servant, Gongsun Ce."

Jiang Ping quickly helped him up: "So it's Brother Gongsun. I'm Jiang Ping, I've admired him for a long time, I've admired him for a long time."

Gongsun Ce laughed and said, "Boss Jiang has been admiring him for a long time."

He took out an account book from his desk: "This is the general account book of Tsingbei University this year," and took another: "This is the detailed account book of each branch. I have checked all of them. There are no omissions. Boss Jiang can read it." look."

Jiang Ping took the two heavy ledgers in his hands, and said with a smile: "Since Brother Gongsun has finished checking, I won't read it."

Gongsun Ce smiled, and took out another copy: "This is a new draft of the encyclopedia, Xiangshu."

Jiang Ping was surprised: "Principal Yan published a new draft so soon?"

Gongsun Ce nodded: "That's right. But after a few articles, I'm afraid there will be no new books for a few months."

Jiang Ping was puzzled: "Why?"

Gongsun Ce smiled awkwardly: "Actually, when writing the last piece of rhythm, the master didn't understand some things deeply, and there were some omissions. When I handed in the manuscript, I felt a little awkward, but the mundane affairs were entangled, and the manuscript I have handed it in, so it’s not easy to make up again, so it’s postponed until now. Now it’s the end of the new year, and the school is on holiday. There is nothing to do, so the master took a few brothers out to collect music, and strive to write another rhythm before the spring of next year. Make up, and revise all the previous omissions.”

Jiang Pingdao: "So it's because of this. It's not a big deal. Why did you leave in such a hurry without even saying hello?"

Gongsun Ce said: "Boss Jiang and Master can be regarded as close friends, don't you think Master..."

He was Yan Shu's apprentice, so he couldn't speak clearly, so he could only show his eyes: "...So, Master only left me a letter, asking me to pass it to Boss Jiang, and then took the brothers away by boat. "

He took out a letter from the table: "I stay here just to wait for Boss Jiang. The letter has been delivered, and the account book has also been handed over to Boss Jiang. I should go back now."

Seeing that he was dressed simply, Jiang Ping probably came from a humble family.Although Yan Shu would not treat his apprentices harshly, he would not spoil them too much. Gongsun Ce helped him compile books here, and what he received was only the stipend stipulated by the emperor.

No more, no less, can keep people alive, but probably cannot live with any dignity.

Living in Chang'an is not easy.

Yan Shu was used to living a wealthy life, so he might not be aware of his apprentice's embarrassment.

The new year is approaching, the sky is freezing, the wind and snow are blowing, Gongsun Ce is still wearing single clothes.

There was a brazier burning in Yan Shu's principal's room, and it was as warm as spring, so he didn't feel anything.

If you wear this suit and walk outside in the ice and snow...

Jiang Ping thought about it and shuddered for Gongsun Ce.

Moreover, he couldn't even afford a winter coat, so could he afford the charcoal for the brazier?

Even if I go back to my own home, I'm afraid it won't be warm enough.

But before Yan Shu left, Gongsun Ce asked Gongsun Ce to wait in the principal's office until Jiang Ping came over. When Jiang Ping came, and the accounts were reconciled, Gongsun Ce had no reason to stay in the principal's office.

If he was a flexible person, he would stay in the principal's office to enjoy the fire after Jiang Ping left, at least he would wait until the wind and snow outside calmed down.

But Jiang Ping saw that Gongsun Ce was an upright gentleman, so he probably didn't want to do such a clever job.

So Jiang Ping said: "Ah, this is not a coincidence."

Gongsun Ce was puzzled, and saw Jiang Ping spread his hands: "When I came down, the wind and snow were still light, so I didn't bring any snow gear. Now it's snowing heavily, and I can't get away without snow gear."

Gongsun Ce went to the window and opened the window a small crack, the strong wind and snowflakes "woo" poured into the room, he hurriedly closed the window: "It is indeed windy."

Jiang Ping sat in front of Gongsun Ce's table: "Since we can't leave, why don't we sit down and talk, and wait until the wind and snow are lighter, or when my servants come to deliver the snow equipment."

He is used to walking in the rivers and lakes, and he has always been alone, and his servants are also used to it, so how could he come to give him any snow equipment.

Gongsun Ce was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

The two sat at the table together, Gongsun Ce piled all the books and manuscripts on the table elsewhere, and boiled a pot of hot tea, and the two replaced the wine with tea, holding cups to drink.Talk about everything, so happy.

Jiang Ping also knew that Gongsun Ce was indeed a talent from a poor family, but he failed many times and was disheartened. He once wanted to be a bookkeeper for the rest of his life.

Hearing that Yan Shu runs a school in the capital, the tuition fee is low, and regardless of his background, the prefect and county magistrate will reimburse the travel expenses, so he came to the capital to try his luck.

In the end, this luck was really right, he had already got Yan Shu's favor, and his future was boundless.

"...So, can you really see the loopholes in the fake accounts?"

Jiang Ping asked Gongsun Ce curiously.

Gongsun Ce nodded: "Yes."

He suddenly smiled: "When I was working as an accountant in that bank to subsidize the family, I found evidence of their collusion with bandits to sell stolen goods, so I had to leave my hometown and go to the capital to avoid disaster."

Jiang Ping suddenly said: "So, it's really a legendary experience."

"You can find out the fake accounts made by bandits colluding with the bank." Jiang Ping looked at Gongsun Ce and said, "Can you find out the fake accounts made by the county chief?"

Gongsun Ce raised his eyebrows: "There is nothing that can't be found out."

Jiang Pingdao: "The account of a family is only 50 million, and it is only a few hundred or thousands of transactions every year. However, the account of a county is tens of millions or tens of millions every year, and the tax revenue of millions of people in a place. There are millions of payments. If someone has tampered with it, can you see it too?"

Gongsun Ce chuckled lightly: "What's so difficult about this?"

He nodded his head: "The reason why Master accepted me as a disciple is because I am too good at settling accounts. I have calculated all the calculus of the calendar and the deduction of the celestial sky in Yan Gong's written talk. Look at that—" He pushed open the window, pointing to a huge hollow copper ball outside the window, "That's an armillary sphere, I made it, and it's more accurate than Zhang Heng's."

Jiang Ping praised: "Sure enough, it is exquisite."

Gongsun Ce closed the window and smiled: "I can calculate the stars in the sky, but how can I not calculate the accounts on the earth."

Jiang Pingdao: "Brother Gongsun is so courageous, I really admire my little brother."

Gongsun Ce smiled and waved his hands: "What is this?"

Jiang Pingdao: "Since this is the case, then I will be bold and ask Brother Gongsun to do me a favor."

Gongsun Ce already knew that he was a bold gentleman, even though he had known him for a short time, he had already drawn him as a confidant in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Why should this be so, if there is something I can do, I will definitely do my best."

"Could it be that there is something wrong with Boss Jiang's factory accounts?"

Jiang Ping smiled and said: "There is nothing wrong with my factory account, and I dare not work on my small account, Brother Gongsun."

He said: "It's a friend of mine who has a problem."

Gongsun Ce asked, "What's the problem?"

Jiang Ping asked: "Brother Gongsun, have you ever heard of Yushi Bao Zheng?"