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Chapter 709 Can the cultivated land be lost?

First read some of the contents of the "Four Books and Five Classics".

After the lecture, two Hanlins will explain the meaning.

Although Zhao Ce is already a juren, he still has to use these things during exams.

What's more, these lecturers are all Hanlin bachelor's.

It is even more powerful than the gentlemen of the Imperial College.

Therefore, Zhao Ce also listened with all his attention.

Zhu Houzhao listened to the class and glanced at Zhao Ce from time to time, guessing whether he was angry.

Seeing Zhao Ce listened so seriously, he didn't look at his appearance at all, and he felt a little squeaky.

For a moment, I couldn't help but start to think randomly like a young man who was thinking about spring.

The fourteen-year-old Prince has not been loved by men and women.

But the boy had a different kind of trouble.

Why did this man ignore him after being surprised?

Alas, I don't know if I'm angry...

Thinking of this, the course that was usually hard to end soon ended.

Zhu Houzhao watched Zhao Ce stand up, walked to the desk and bowed, and stood up and started teaching.

"All things contain heaven, which is the function of heaven."

"The function contains independent variables and dependent variables..."

Zhu Houzhao listened in a daze.

What's this?

The people who were accompanying the lecture were all staring at Zhao Ce, all of whom were confused.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help it anymore, and ignored the etiquette and leaned over to look at the sermon in front of her.

Seeing a bunch of things on it that he didn't know, Zhu Houzhao widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Ce again.

After Zhao Ce roughly explained the definition, he pointed to an example above the sermon.

“The previous one is just some basic definitions.”

In fact, Zhao Ce doesn't remember these basic definitions either.

He had previously consulted many ancient books to write arithmetic books.

However, unexpectedly, the ancients' description of functions was found on it.

These were roughly compiled based on those descriptions and his memories.

Not to mention that Zhu Houzhao and others didn't understand, Zhao Ce himself didn't understand these definitions.

Zhu Houzhao tried hard to widen her eyes, wanting to listen carefully.

To be honest, he felt that what Yongxibo said made him drowsy than what the teachers said before.

Seeing his forced spirits, Zhao Ce said calmly: "Your Highness, suppose that the Yiuwei Bureau has 15 cannons, and some of the broken artillery cannons will be transformed into new Folang cannons."

"The number of new Franco cannons is three times that of the original cannon. It is known that it costs 8 taels to remove an old cannon. After the dismantling, the remaining materials are worth about 9 taels. Building a Franco cannon requires 80 taels of silver."

"The Ministry of Works needs to make a budget of 10,000 taels, so how many Flang machine cannons cannons can be made?"

Franco cannon...

Zhu Houzhao knew about this.

But later, he was stunned again.

"How do you calculate this?"

"The document submitted by the Ministry of Works will definitely be written clearly."

Zhao Ce smiled and asked back, "If I guess correctly, the materials fee for the Ministry of Works will be just a rough number?"

"If you don't calculate the numbers clearly, how can your Majesty clearly know the purpose of each payment?"

"So how do you know whether the budget submitted by the person below is right or wrong?"

"If you calculate it, only ten thousand taels of silver were made, your highness, do you think this number is correct?"

Zhu Houzhao opened her mouth: "Ah?"

"this......"

His mind was calculated according to the contents of Zhao Ce's arithmetic book, but as he calculated, his mind was finished.

Some of the lecturers who were also confused when they heard the lecture were given up.

After all, seeing the prince's confused look, I guess Yongxibo's career will end today.

Zhao Ce smiled and pointed to the formula on the sermon.

"These can be calculated using functions."

"This is the calculation formula."

"Suppose the number of Franca cannons we made is x-seater, then the calculation formula is..."

Zhu Houzhao looked down at the content of Zhao Ce’s explanation.

Zhao Ce encouraged, "Your Highness can see if the result of this calculation is correct, and then you will know if it is pushed back."

Zhu Houzhao looked up at him, and out of trust in Zhao Ce, he picked up the brush beside him and began to count on the example.

“Huh?”

"It's so easy to make it happen? That's it, ah, damn?"

Zhao Ce raised his eyebrows.

I know that it will definitely be difficult for them to learn this form of mathematics at the beginning.

But since you have interest, it is equivalent to having a good start.

Zhao Ce nodded and said, "Yes, this is just the most basic function."

"Even some more complex data can be calculated through functions."

Zhu Houzhao nodded and pushed it backwards as Zhao Ce said.

The calculated data is completely correct.

In other words, if the subordinates submit memorials for money in the future, as long as they use these algorithms, they will find it difficult to fool them.

Zhu Houzhao said with some surprise: "Is this also arithmetic?"

"If this matching form can make the memorials submitted by various places more convenient and easy to understand and facilitate calculation?"

"Nature is arithmetic."

Zhao Ce praised: "Your Highness has a good idea of ​​divergent thinking."

"Many ancient books have records of functions, but the calculation methods used by the ancients are different from those I use."

"But in the final analysis, the essence is the same."

When I saw Zhu Houzhao, I became interested, and many lecturers also tried to work hard and sounded.

Their IQ is not lower than that of Zhu Houzhao, so they understand it faster.

There are a few more examples later, and Zhao Ce briefly talks about them.

After listening to it, Zhu Houzhao even had the prototype of the memorial submitted data by the Ministry of Revenue after the reform.

There is still a page behind that has not been finished, but it is already time to spend lunch.

In order to take care of Zhao Ce today, everyone has reduced some of the time for lectures.

So after dinner, you can leave.

Seeing this, Zhao Ce did not continue.

Zhu Houzhao originally wanted to ask Zhao Ce to stay in the East Palace for dinner, so he also greeted him well.

Just as I was about to look up and have someone shout, my arm accidentally swept down a few pages of sermons on the table.

Liu Jin next to him quickly bent down to pick it up.

Zhu Houzhao glanced at the ground, then looked at the examples left on the table and were not mentioned.

"Build a granary, area..."

After reading this, I continued to scan down.

"Suppose there are 840 mu of arable land, and there are 460 mu of arable land left in ten years, how many mu of arable land will be lost on average every year?"

Zhu Houzhao frowned and looked at the question.

“What is this question?”

“Can cultivated land still be lost?”

He frowned and thought, and even forgot to call Zhao Ce to keep the rice.

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ps: My arithmetic is really bad.

--Writing a chapter of such a simple thing, I wrote me for two minutes, and I was about to vomit.
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