Xie Jin felt that he was already out of love. Was he going home? But when he thought of his wife and children at home, he felt that he was just a waste.

Zhu Di's decree abolished Xie Jin's future path. He was already forty-seven years old. He probably was unable to drive when the prince took office.

As for the college teaching that Fang Xing mentioned last time, he was not interested at all.

After years of official career, Xie Jin felt that his heart could no longer be quiet and he no longer had the same vigorous energy as he did when he was studying.

"... I heard that the orders were changed several times and the people were suspicious, and the punishment was too complicated. From the beginning of the country, it has been twenty years since the beginning of the country, and there is no way to change for a few days, and no one who has never made any mistakes..."

Xie Jin's body shook and he stood up from the bed, and the sound outside the door continued.

"I saw Your Majesty likes to see the Book of Songs, Yunfu's miscellaneous books and the so-called Tao Te Ching and Heart Sutra, I think it's not appropriate..."

This is the advice of Xie Jin after being chosen by Zhu Yuanzhang, and he was full of excitement and full of energy.

"His Majesty……"

Thinking of Zhu Yuanzhang's care for him like his father, Xie Jin couldn't help but recall his journey of committing suicide.

"let's go."

Fang Xing, who was outside the door, closed the book and took Zhu Zhanji out.

"Brother Dehua, will it be so exciting to Mr. Xie..."

Zhu Zhanji was a little worried that Xie Jin would commit suicide.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "It's not that easy to commit suicide. Mr. Jie just got stuck in the slightest way. With his intelligence, as long as he figured it out, he could get through any obstacles."

Zhu Zhanji remembered that Xie Jin was released by Zhu Yuanzhang and later rushed to Annan by Zhu Di almost exiled, and felt a little relieved.

In that case, Xie Jin was not desperate. At this time, he was just dismissed. Xie Jin should not be so fragile.

"I asked you to investigate the Ming Dynasty's currency, but what are your experiences?"

When the two arrived at the study, Fang Xing lost a difficult problem to Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji pondered for a moment, "Brother Dehua, I have checked the issuance of treasure banknotes over the years, and I feel that it is not planned, and often the old ones are not allowed to be exchanged for new ones, which makes the people at a loss."

“What is the most critical factor?”

Fang Xing asked the core questions directly about this general and not being able to catch a cold.

Zhu Zhanji recalled and said, "I think it's still a matter of credibility. The people don't trust Baochao. The reputation of Baochao was almost collapsed back then. Fortunately, Shangshu Xia used salt and Baochao to link it, otherwise it would have become waste paper!"

“How to solve it?”

Fang Xing is not easy to be fooled, and since Zhu Zhanji is the future emperor, no matter how powerful the cannon is, it is useless.

"Brother Dehua, I think we should start from building credibility. First of all, we must ensure the value of Baochao. This requires the unified planning of the Ministry of Revenue to make the issuance of Baochao more stable."

Why!

Fang Xingyouyou sighed: "You still haven't grasped the essence of the matter."

Zhu Zhanji was also ready to explain, but Fang Xing waved his hand to stop him.

"The key to Baochao is capital."

Fang Xing felt a little regretful when he remembered the treasure money that turned into waste paper in the future.

"If the Ministry of Revenue has a large amount of gold and silver as capital, then the credit problem of Baochao will be solved!"

In the Ming Dynasty, Fang Xing felt that it was purely a brain suck.

"Fang Xing..."

Fang Xing was about to tell Zhu Zhanji about the importance of state capital. Hearing this voice, he and Zhu Zhanji both stood up and looked out the door.

"What's wrong with Wanwan?"

"Fang Xing..."

Wanwan rushed in with tears on her face, looking at Fang Xing calmly and said, "Wanwan didn't tell her."

"What kind of whistleblower?"

Fang Xing was a little puzzled.

Wanwan choked and said, "Grandpa Emperor said you went out during your stay in prison, it was not my secret."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fang Xing couldn't help laughing, and Zhu Zhanji couldn't help laughing, and went up to comfort him, "Wanwan, don't go to your heart if there is nothing."

A teardrop fell from Wanwan's chin. She stopped choking and said in disbelief: "Really? But I just quarreled with Grandpa Huang."

Well……

Fang Xing's laughter came to an abrupt end and said with some laughter and tears: "Wanwan, what did you say to Your Majesty?"

A nanny came in to wipe Wan's tears away, and then she clenched her fists and said indignantly: "I said Grandpa the Emperor eavesdropped, and then said...I don't like him anymore."

Tsk!

Fang Xing had a toothache and looked at Zhu Zhanji in front of him, and finally he had to find Liang Zhong.

Liang Zhong's expression was a bit strange, and when Zhu Di's reaction was mentioned, his expression became even more strange.

"Your Majesty seems to be a little... unswerving, and a little... annoyed."

"You're talking about Lao Liang in vain."

Fang Xing felt that this matter was big or small, so he came to Wanwan and advised: "This matter is just your majesty's trick. The salary of one hundred stones is irrelevant, and Your Majesty will not eavesdrop on you, do you understand?"

"real?"

Wanwan was first happy, then worried.

"But I even said I don't like Grandpa Emperor..."

"It's okay, go back and send something over, and make sure that your Majesty turns anger into joy."

Fang woke up to the inner courtyard and when he came back, he had a few more pairs of glasses in his hand.

"Your Majesty is hurt by his eyes when you send this, and you will always have a look that suits him."

In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Di was reading the memorials, and he pulled them away from time to time, and his body unconsciously leaned back slightly.

The eunuch was taking a cup of tea and preparing to deliver it to him, but looking up, he saw Wanwan outside the door.

"Your Majesty, the princess is here."

The eunuch placed the teacup on the imperial desk and whispered.

Zhu Di snorted lightly, looked up and saw Wanwan who was right by the door, looking at him timidly.

"What's the matter?"

Wanwan hesitated for a moment, and finally walked in, handed it over with both hands behind her back, and said noddedly: "Grandpa Emperor, Wanwan blames you wrongly. This is Wanwan's apologies."

Zhu Di's eyes were a little annoyed and stared at Wanwan. When he saw Wanwan's little mouth flattening and her big eyes were filled with water, he reluctantly said, "Take it over and take a look."

The eunuch took the thing and praised it: "Your Majesty, this is much more refined than the last time."

Shun, it was the tribute brought back by Zheng He last time he went to sea, but they were all myopia glasses and no reading glasses.

There were a total of five pairs of reading glasses. Wanwan walked to the front of the case and enthusiastically recommended: "Grandpa Huang, please try it and see which pair of glasses are suitable."

Zhu Di reluctantly picked up a pair of glasses and put them on. Wanwan picked up a memorial with no legs and sent it to her from far and near.

After changing three pairs of glasses in a row, Zhu Di could read the memorial from a normal perspective. He asked, "Did Fang Xing give it?"

Wanwan pouted and said, "Yes, it's just Wanwan's filial piety to the emperor's grandfather."

Even this credit is to be taken!

The eunuch smiled, and Zhu Di also relaxed his eyebrows and pretended to be serious: "For Wanwan's sake, I reluctantly accept it."

"Go, but don't burn fire in the palace."

Forgived Wanwan ran away cheering and Zhu Di smiled slightly, then picked up a memorial.
Chapter completed!