The Legacy of the First Auxiliary House of the Tang Dynasty

At this time, under an old pear tree in Taichang Temple, Fang Yiai looked up at a pear growing on the tree. The pear was ripe and crumbling——

Sure enough, a gust of wind blew by, the branches shook a few times, and with a "pop", the pear fell to the ground and split into two.

"Zhao Shucheng, you said the pears are overripe, why did they fall to the ground?"

Fang Yiai rubbed her chin, thinking seriously, her eyes still fixed on the pear seriously.

Pushed out by colleagues today, Zhao Shucheng, who was in charge of "playing with him", was silent for a moment, unable to figure out what this "shangguan" was thinking, so he just responded with duty: "The law of heaven is natural when the fruit is ripe."

Fang Yiai squinted at him with a look of "disappointment". "Don't you think that there is a great principle and wisdom of the supremacy of the world?!"

Zhao Shucheng was puzzled.

Fang Yiai sighed, couldn't I, Tang Dynasty, also produce a Newton...

Summer insects cannot speak ice!There is a saying that is good, one step ahead is a genius, and he is a thousand years ahead of Datang - I guess he can be regarded as a "heterogeneous".

Not to mention how lonely Fang Yiai is now, he was inseparable from a while ago, after coming out of the palace, maybe he was in a bad mood, or maybe it was the thunder and rainy weather in recent days, which made him miserable for several days and nights. Attacked by strange souls...

However, this is not the first time Fang Yiai has met her.

The first time is raw, the second time is familiar, and the third time is four times watching big dramas.

He calmly watched those strange souls seek their own death. Is his body so easy to snatch?He is the original owner of the body, the "native". Why do these "foreign souls" think they can easily take him away? !

——On the first rainy night, Fang Yiai easily absorbed two "scholars", one is a master of modern culture who claims to be "a master of ancient and modern times, and a master of Chinese and foreign countries", and the other is Wei Wei who is somewhat arrogant and sad Ji Mei male and tuberculosis scholar.

Then, after waking up, he couldn't help "itchy hands and hot eyes", and went into his study room when he had nothing to do, and studied hard day and night despite his mother's dissuasion!It is said that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book...Fang Yiai quite enjoyed the joy of reading.

——The second thunderstorm night...it was very lively.Maybe it was because of the vision in the sky, the thunder was rolling, and the ghosts came in piles, and Fang Yiai was embarrassed if he didn't kill them.

Among them are agronomists, chemists, mathematicians, educators, medical scientists and other engineers and scientists who devote themselves to study and scientific research, and there are also some "policemen" who do some low-level jobs such as policemen, gangsters, and stoves. And "forensic doctor", "chef", and even before the rain stopped in the early morning, some rogues and angry youths in the second grade dared to try to take him away, hum.

Naturally, the souls of these various weaklings were all devoured by Fang Erlang's merciless fight...

——Next, Ling Fang Yiai, the native body, did not expect it to be the third rainy night, and there was a lot of light rain. I remember that there was a colorful and romantic rainbow growing beside the sky that evening, but I didn't expect two extremes to come at night. Powerful characters—that's a gorgeous ghost named Xiaoqian, and a big white snake with a "pale" body.

Although he was in a "dream", Fang Yi'ai was still sane. At that time, his heart skipped a beat, and he was extremely panicked, fearing that he would die like this.Unexpectedly, his body was so precious that even the female ghost and the female snake demon wanted to "want" him!

But what Fang Yiai didn't expect was that when the flamboyant ghost and the white snake girl knew that he was from the Tang Dynasty, they actually looked down on his physical body, looked up and down and despised Fang Yiai. There is no way to go back to find their scholar friends.

Cut, aren't they just two romantic and nerdy scholars, what's there to be happy about.

Luckily, Fang Yiai escaped with his life, but Fang Yiai felt a little resentful in his heart. He was actually good-looking. A scholar who has been the sole leader of Shandong scholars for 20 years... Fang Yiai, as the biological son of the two, looks like a "shameful flower in a closed moon" and "loved by everyone", so he can be called suave and suave. It's delicious.

Of course, there may be a small chance that he may be a little less attractive than Wei Jin Pan An and Wei Jie, but that's entirely because he doesn't like being "Fu Fen Lang".

Thinking about it till now, Fang Yiai still feels aggrieved in her heart.

He is by no means jealous, he is feeling sorry for those two pretty ghosts and snake demons who are still "good enough"-every time Zhengyi slaughters more dogs, most of them are scholars who are ungrateful... They don't understand this truth, really Eyes but no eyes.

Fang Yiai shook her head and sighed, she was very pessimistic about the love affair between the departed Yangui and Snake Demon, and these three wonderful rainy nights really made Fang Yiai dizzy for a few days, but she also got these people. There are a lot of scattered memories, but he has inherited a lot of "eccentricities", which makes him very distressed. He really can't bear some behavioral habits.

Fang Yiai's inner sorrows have no one to tell, and they are related to ghosts, gods and even demons-he dare not talk nonsense.He could only be in a daze with nothing to do, sighing and pitying himself at the pear tree and the fallen fruit. Fang Yiai looked at the "broken pear" on the ground with "pity", and the scholar's temper that hurt the spring and autumn fell in his heart, and couldn't help it. I really want to make a "Poem on Pears".

Just as he was about to give full play to his talent and sing loudly, there was a sudden commotion in the main hall facing south behind the pear tree.

Suddenly interrupted, Fang Yiai frowned and looked at Zhao Shucheng——

Zhao Shucheng smiled awkwardly, although Fang Yiai didn't need to be in the office, but after all, in terms of position level, Fang Yiai, the Minister of Taichang Temple, was seriously their immediate superior.

At this moment, several red-clothed officials in the room became louder and louder, Fang Yiai listened to it a few times, his face suddenly became serious, and his temper couldn't help it. He really couldn't bear the "screaming" of these officials and petty officials. madness"--

"I can't figure out such a simple math problem, I'm so stupid!"

Fang Yiai yelled, threw away Zhao Shucheng, stepped into the living room, and criticized mercilessly.

Everyone in the hall paused for a while and fell silent for an instant.

Someone recognized Fang Yiai, the son-in-law captain, and everyone bowed their hands in salute. After all, a high-level official crushes people to death, and the etiquette that should be there is indispensable.

Fang Yiai snorted coldly, "Bring me the account book, I can't figure it out, why are you still an official in Taichang Temple!"

Taichang Temple is in charge of the east and west cities in Chang'an City, grain storage, and is also responsible for the distribution of salaries and ranks of the officials in the court. Even the tribute items from all over the country must be managed by Taichang Temple... It is an excellent fat.

In the past, Fang Yiai only had her salary and filial piety from her subordinates, and she didn’t have to do any work. She was his carefree son-in-law every day, accompanied Princess Gaoyang on safari, and occasionally went on a wine cruise with Du He and Cheng Erlang. , so happy and happy.

Therefore, the officials under him were not impressed by Fang Yiai's words, and when they realized it, they all had "you are crazy" expressions on their faces.

Fang Yiai was not happy anymore, she tore through the account book in the hands of the officials who were so noisy that they were about to wrestle, and quickly looked through it. Some people sneaked away to Shang Shusheng, Fang Yiai didn't care, just cared about it. Looking at the data on the paper——

……

When Fang Xuanling came, his expression was very ugly.

Erlang messes around at home, but when he comes to the Taichang Temple official office, if he does something inappropriate or even commits a crime, Fang Xuanling can't cover him up.

But when Fang Xuanling entered the courtyard of Taichang Temple, it was quiet inside, but instead, a crowd of people gathered at the entrance of a hall——

"How is this going?"

Someone at the bottom patted the shoulder of an official at the door, and it was Zhao Shucheng who had just "played with the son-in-law" who was answering back.

It turned out that the chief bookkeepers under the Zuo Zang Order of Taichang Temple were unclear about the calculation of the general ledger of the money in charge. At this time, it was the last day of reconciliation at the end of the month, and the two responsible officials began to shirk their responsibilities, and even Attacking the other party for corruption and making false accounts, there was a lot of trouble for a while.

At this time, the son-in-law Fang descended from the sky, criticized them severely, and within an hour, recalculated the entire ledger with a pen, and pointed out the mistakes and omissions in their calculations, which made many old bookkeepers and accountants Speechless, convinced.

Fang Xuanling felt strange when he heard it, he pushed aside the crowd, and some officials finally realized that it was Zhongshu Ling and Sikong and Shangshufu who shot Fang Xiangye, and everyone cleaned up their faces, only Fang Yiai in the middle of the room was left spit Hengfei, following two old accountants who were in charge of specific calculations, talked about the mystery, magic, and beauty of counting...

"The numbers and the way of counting, adding and subtracting in this Dashi are extremely convenient to use—"

In Fang Xuanling's eyes, an old scribe with white hair was smearing some "ghost painting symbols" on the paper with a brush, and then looked up at his proud Erlang with his chin up in amazement, and praised: "Fang Siqing, can Taichang Temple be allowed to use this method to calculate money after I get down from office..."

Fang Yiai waved his hands complacently, and said with a generous face, "You can use whatever you want. The numbers symbols and formulas of addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division are all tricks. If you really want to talk about the mysteries of counting, let me tell you, You still have something to learn from me. Let’s just talk about ‘a linear equation in two variables’, my solution is much simpler than your old method of calculating ‘chicken and rabbit in the same cage’.”

"It's the question 'There are pheasants and rabbits in the same cage today, with 35 heads on top and 94 feet on the bottom, ask the geometry of the pheasants and rabbits' in "Sun Tzu's Suan Jing"?" Another middle-aged scribe recalled, and then couldn't help clasping his fists Asked: "I also ask Fang Siqing to give me some advice!"

After finishing speaking, several scribes and even the two Zuo Zang Ling looked at Fang Yiai eagerly.

Seeing them humbly asking for advice, Fang Yiai couldn't help but feel the "enthusiasm" of being a teacher!

He called "Paper here", and someone quickly handed over a pen and paper. Fang Yiai calculated the solution, and said while writing: "This is the first common solution. Although it is not difficult, it is difficult for beginners." Understanding is not as simple and easy to understand as equations, and the more complicated the calculation, the clearer it is."

At this time, Fang Yiai didn't notice that his father was approaching at all. At this time, the officials around him didn't dare to say anything, and took a step back silently. Brush writing Arabic numerals——

他写完的第一张纸上写着：“（94－35×2）÷2=12，35－12=23”

The second one reads: "Solution: Suppose there are x chickens and y rabbits, then x+y=35, 2x+4y=94, x=23y=12"

After writing, Fang Yiai felt refreshed, and a smile overflowed on her face. It was a smile of successful teaching and education and an absolute obsession with something——

Fang Xuanling looked at his own Erlang, a little stunned.

……

After shocking her father and the officials of Taichang Temple, Fang Yiai left Taichang Temple very cruelly under their eager and persuasive eyes.

Who made his family, Aye, rigid and unreasonable, and resolutely refused to let him "take office illegally", very bluntly and mercilessly pointed out that the post of Minister of Taichang Temple bestowed on him by the emperor was a vain job, and he wanted to do practical work in Taichang Temple The number one leader, that was a dream!

This made Fang Yiai sad and disappointed.

He had just found his goal in life, wanted to work hard for his career, and stop worrying about reconciliation, but the reality hit him immediately.

"Fang Er! Fang Er!" Someone suddenly called him on the street.

Fang Yiai, who was stepping on the stirrup and was about to get on the horse and leave, turned her head, and saw Du He riding the horse from behind.

"It's you." Fang Yiai looked at him and sighed, he almost forgot that this bad friend is also a bad luck, soon he will be implicated by the crown prince and sentenced to death for treason.

Du Hesi is gentle, but he has a bad stomach. Fang Yiai can't get rid of him since he was a child. Fortunately, Du He is still somewhat loyal and has never done anything to hurt his friends.

"Long time no see, Fang Er. Let's go, go to the Jiaofang Division, I'll treat you." Du He smiled lewdly, and even took out a few pieces of plain paper from his waist and waved it.

Fang Yi'ai took a quick look and knew that it was Du He's five-character and seven-character poem written by the "gunman" instead, and it was enough to fool some official prostitutes.

It's just that Fang Yiai is in a bad mood right now, so she shook her head and rejected Du He.

Du He's expression remained unchanged, and he was going to go with Cheng Jia Erlang, but just as he was about to whip the horse, he found that Fang Yiai suddenly pulled his rein again.

Fang Yiai looked at his friend on the horse with a flamboyant and extravagant expression, and still couldn't help but persuade him: "Du He, you should stay away from the prince."

Hearing this, Du He frowned, "You—"

"Your Majesty is still here, there is no second master in heaven." Fang Yi's words were sincere and kind. "Du He, you must not go the wrong way."

"Hehe..." A sneer suddenly appeared, scaring both Fang Yiai and Du He's hearts.

At some point, Prince Li Chengqian stopped riding his horse, with a cowhide whip folded in his hand, his eyes looked like cold stars, condescending.

"Fang Yiai, Gu is so unpopular with you?"