When Zhang Shuhui saw Fang Xing's lazy appearance, she asked, "Husband, what is the Ministry of the Interior looking for you for?" Remembering that he had to go to the Ministry of the Interior early every day, Fang felt some regret and said, "That old Xia asked me to teach him a few students. From tomorrow on, you will have to experience the feeling of repenting and teaching your husband to seek the title of Marquis." Zhang Shuhui was frightened. "Husband, you won't go to the Ministry of the Interior to work in the future, will you?" Fang Xing wanted to frighten her, but finally he said with a smile, "It's nothing. It's just a period of teaching. When we learn the basics, we'll go home." "I was scared to death!" Zhang Shuhui was worried that Fang Xingzhen would be recruited into the Ministry of the Interior, so that as a Juren, he would probably be an unfashionable petty official. One hour a day, and I can still get home for lunch. Fang Xing said comfortably. From the Imperial City to Jubaoshan, if you take the Zhengyang Gate, you will go home quickly. That night, Fang Xing was rejected by Zhang Shuhui for the second time. Husband, you have to go to the Ministry of the Interior to teach tomorrow morning. You can't be depressed. Zhang Shuhui said softly. If I hold it, I won't be energetic! The next morning, when Fang Xing was pushed awake by Zhang Shuhui, he was a great young man full of energy. Time is not early, Fang Xing hurriedly holding a big meat bag, vaguely waved to Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai, and then beat the horse away. Zhang Shuhui waved her hand and shouted as if she were sending her husband to the stall: "Husband, come back early!" "Know.." Ahem! I see Fang Xing was eating steamed stuffed buns and talking on horseback,Wheel tape measure, and he was almost choked. Beating his chest, he coughed and rushed out of Fangjiazhuang with a red face under the gaze of a group of servants who had just returned from the exercise. Early in the morning, there were not many pedestrians on the official road. Everyone went to Jubao Gate. Only Fang woke up. He turned a corner alone and went to the direction of Zhengyang Gate. Zhengyang Gate belongs to the category of imperial city, after arriving, Fang Xing took out the sign given by Xia yuanji yesterday, and then led the horse in the watchful eyes of the guard. As soon as they entered the Zhengyang Gate, the soldiers of Jin Wuwei, who were out of the drill, were all looking at Fang Xing, who was alone. When those officials enter the Zhengyang Gate, most of them will be accompanied by servants or something, and it is really rare for them to settle down like Fang Xing. When I arrived at the Ministry of the Interior and saw that the officials were busy, I couldn't help but feel that I was too lazy to live up to my youth. Teacher Then Yao Ping, Pi tape measure ,Horse weight lbs, who had been waiting for a long time, came over and took Fang to a big room on the left. Teacher, this room used to be a place to pile up sundries. Yesterday, the Ministry asked people to clean it for half a day. The windows of the room were bright and the desks were neat, but Fang woke up and looked at the more than ten men sitting upright and asked, "Who are these people?" "That's your student!" Fang Xing was puzzled and said, "Didn't you Lord Xia say yesterday that there were only a few students?"? How did it increase several times overnight? Embarrassed, Yao Ping said, "Lord Shangshu later felt that teaching a few is the same as teaching a dozen, so.." "Well, one sheep is driving, and so is a flock of sheep." Fang Xing took a deep breath and walked to the platform that was probably customized by Yao Ping according to Fang's study. Yao Ping stood on the edge and nodded to the people. Hula, fifteen people all stood up, neatly bowed and shouted: "The teacher worked hard!" " Fang Xing was startled by the neat voice. Fortunately, he had the experience of training and going to the battlefield, so he just nodded, then pressed his hands and said, "Let's sit down." Yao Ping pointed to the outside, and after Fang Xing nodded, he went to his office. Ahem! After a dry cough, Fang Xing introduced himself first, and then listed the Arabic numerals and Daming numerals. This is the basis of your study. Let's record it. After that, we will give lectures according to the number of big food. Seeing that everyone below was busy copying and comparing, Fang Xing looked out of the door. It was probably Xia yuanji who had confessed, so people passing by the room would step lightly, and the conversation was interrupted. The robe is still in the same bun, just like the quiet scene in the alley hundreds of years later. The autumn leaves are blown down by the breeze from time to time, like a boat. This is Daming! I will live here, and my children and grandchildren will be born and grow up here. When I die, I will be buried under this land. Mathematics is a knowledge that must be learned. It is the foundation of all learning and the source of Daming's continuous progress. Xia yuanji came to have a look in his spare time, and when he heard this, he could not help touching his beard and nodding frequently. No one understood the importance of mathematics, or arithmetic, better than he did. …… And the big food number, it can simplify our way of recording, but also intuitively let us see the relevant data, the Ministry of the Interior needs it, the Ministry of Personnel needs it.. The craftsmen of Daming need it. "In a word, mathematics is related to every one of us, and even to the rise and fall of Daming. We must learn and pay attention to it!" (To be continued.) Chapter 172 shy Wan Wan. People in the imperial city have seen a rare scene these days. To read the latest chapter of this book, please go to the www. Mianhua Tang. CC of Cotton Candy Novel Network. A young man came in with a horse every day. After arriving at the Ministry of the Interior, he argued with the gatekeeper that his horse should be fed with the best material before he went in contentedly. The teacher worked hard! "Sit down." Fang Xing looked at these officials who were full of thirst for knowledge. His face softened a little and he said, "You are familiar with the number of big food. Today I will teach you the practical application of mathematics in your work." The tables are drawn on the blackboard,Surveyors tape measure, and the graphs make the students copy and memorize hungrily. When Xia yuanji saw this scene at the door, he couldn't help stroking his beard and smiling. My Lord, the Southern Expedition is only a hundred miles away from the city. An assistant minister came over and said softly. This classroom is a holy place in the hearts of all the people in the Ministry of the Interior. Only when you enter here will you be looked at differently by Lord Shangshu. tapemeasure.net