General Qin

The palace of Qin is magnificent.

The First Emperor sat in front of the case, looking at the yellow paper spread out on the case, and gently touched the strange symbols on the paper with one hand.

He turned to look at Zhao Gao, who was standing beside him and was specifically responsible for writing and reviewing for him, and asked: "What do you think of the new numbers created by Wugong Hou and Zhuxia Yushi?"

Zhao Gao said with a smile on his face: "I think these new numbers are simple and easy to write. Most of them can be completed in one stroke. They are much more convenient than the old numbers in calculations. The same is true for the symbols for addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. If you can The promotion of this new type of numbers to the world will definitely improve the administrative efficiency of all parts of our country in Qin, which is a matter of great benefit."

The First Emperor nodded.

The numerical symbols in front of him looked weird, as if they were written randomly. His eyebrows wrinkled when he saw them for the first time.

But when he personally checked the numbers with Zhao Tuo's explanation, he immediately discovered that this thing was really very convenient.

Numeracy is one of the most important things in state administration.

Annual tax revenue needs to be used, fiscal expenditures need to be used, and officials' assessments also need to be used. In addition, there are other prison management, construction, crafts...

Everything must use this thing. If this new set of digital symbols can improve efficiency and convenience, it will be a major enhancement in administrative efficiency for the entire country.

Now is the time when the Qin Kingdom has just unified the world and everything is new, unlike some dynasties in later generations who frequently resist new things with the immutable laws of their ancestors.

In Qin Shihuang's view, as long as this thing is really useful to the country and can truly improve the efficiency of national administration, then everything can be changed.

He has already unified the world's writing, and it would not be a bad idea to unify the world's numerology.

Not to mention, this set of numbers was specially designed for his Da Qin by his most beloved son-in-law, and it contains a unique and beautiful meaning.

"The transformation of 69 indicates that our Great Qin is the best in the world and will enjoy eternal inheritance forever. What a 6!"

The First Emperor admired, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth curled up again, and he whispered: "Changing the Gongshu numbers to Qin numbers, what a Zhao Tuo. I really want to see what else is hidden in his head that he has not given me. take it out?"

With the approval of the First Emperor, the set of Qin number symbols presented by Wugong Marquis Zhao Tuo and Zhuxia Yushi Zhang Cang were immediately sent to departments such as Zhisu Neishi, Tingwei, and Shaofu that used more mathematics for analysis. test.

If no problems are found in actual use, it will be further promoted to counties and counties across the country.

Regarding the contribution of presenting this set of Qin numbers, the First Emperor did not hesitate to reward him. He selected a bunch of treasures captured from the six countries and gave them to Zhao Tuo. Zhang Cang, the historian under the pillar, was awarded a first-level title in recognition.

"The Marquis of Martial Arts is not only unparalleled in his math skills, but also has a pure and kind personality. He is such a good person. It is obvious that he completed the Qin Shu on the basis of public figures. I, Zhang Cang, was just responsible for checking and checking it, and it turned out that it was still correct." He gave me a great achievement."

Zhang Cang patted his plump belly and kept sighing.

After he went back and carefully checked the new set of figures that Zhao Tuo had brought out, he found that no matter how much he picked at it, he could not find a single flaw or error. It seems that this set of numerical symbols was created by countless people after hundreds of years of deduction and supplementation. It is very mature and perfect in all aspects.

Zhang Cang was very confused about this, but Zhao Tuo's statement that it originated from Gongshuzi was very convincing, so he could only make up his own mind and figure out that Gongshuzi invented new numbers. His descendants supplemented them from generation to generation, and finally Zhao Tuo made the A perfect summary of the process.

In fact, Zhang Cang didn't do anything. Instead, he was written up together with Zhao Tuo's memorial, and he received a great contribution in vain. Zhang Cang was naturally very grateful for receiving such a great favor, and his friendship with Zhao Tuo gradually heated up.

However, Zhao Tuo was greatly stimulated after being invited to Zhang Cang's mansion as a guest.

"This fat man really enjoys all the blessings from everyone!"

Zhao Tuo's tone was a little sour.

Among other things, it is precisely because there are too many women in Zhang Cang's family.

This guy is obviously a fat man with a tall body. Not to mention that he will die alone in future generations, it will be difficult to get married, but in fact, Zhang Cang has more than twenty concubines in his mansion.

These women cannot be said to be beautiful and stunning, but they all have their own charms, especially as Zhang Cang wanted to show off in front of Zhao Tuo. When he clapped his hands proudly and these more than 20 neatly dressed women walked out together, That's really dazzling.

Moreover, Zhang Cang, a fat man, was polite and polite when they first met him, but after getting to know Zhao Tuo, he revealed his sultry side.

"Jun Hou, let me tell you. It's better to change this woman often. One woman can't live for two nights. She should be changed every night. Unfortunately, I am short of money now. I can't afford more. I will wait until I have more. With money, I should support hundreds of women in my mansion, playing music every day and grooming them every night. This is the most beautiful thing in the world."

Listening to Zhang Cang expressing his great dream there, and trying to impart some experience to Zhao Tuo.

Zhao Tuo felt his teeth tingle when he heard this. He didn't understand how such a dissolute and extravagant person could live to be hundreds of years old.

Does it mean that being obese can prevent you from being hollowed out by beautiful women?

Faced with Zhang Cang's various boasts, Zhao Tuo could only be conceited in this regard and changed the topic to other aspects, not wanting to hear more.

When they finally parted, Zhang Cang had introduced Zhao Tuo as a confidant, showing the good habits of nobles in this era when interacting with each other, saying that he wanted to give Zhao Tuo a concubine.

Zhao Tuo didn't say a word, just stared at him silently.

Zhang Cang was smart. When he saw this scene, he immediately reacted and was horrified.

He said awkwardly: "I am too talkative about this matter. You must not tell the eldest princess."

As he said that, he looked at Zhao Tuo with eyes full of sympathy.

Zhao Tuo rolled his eyes and secretly vowed never to be a guest in this fat man's home again.

However, all the thoughts in Zhao Tuo's heart turned into tenderness for his wife when he returned home.

In the residence of Marquis Wugong.

The eldest princess, Ying Yinman, was wearing a light silk dress and was sitting on the couch. Zhao Tuo was sitting next to her, stretching out a hand to gently caress her belly.

"It seemed to have moved just now."

Zhao Tuo said with some surprise.

Ying Yinman rolled her eyes at him and said with a smile: "It's only been a few months since I started talking about it, but I haven't even felt it yet."

Zhao Tuo chuckled, looked at the woman in front of him, and then glanced at his son who was sitting in the corner of the room playing with toys, his eyes full of happiness.

"This time it should be a daughter."

Zhao Tuo said softly, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

Now that he has a son, he naturally hopes to have a daughter, so that he can have both children and happiness.

Ying Yinman covered her mouth and chuckled: "You still want a daughter. Wouldn't it be better to have another son? You haven't seen how much my sister-in-law wants to have a son."

Because Ying Yinman and Fusu were brothers and sisters, the two families moved around frequently. During their visits, Yingyinman developed some friendship with Fusu's first wife, Mrs. Li.

When talking about matters related to the daughter's family in private, it will inevitably come down to childbirth.

According to Ying Yinman, Mrs. Li also asked her for tips on how to give birth to a son, and all she could think about was giving birth to a successor for the prince.

"At least they are pregnant this time. If they can really give birth to a son, the prince's status will be more stable."

Zhao Tuo laughed.

When talking about this matter, his mind couldn't help but think of Fusu's frail appearance with dark circles under his eyes in the past two months.

At that time, Zhao Tuo was shocked when he saw it. He was afraid that Fusu's illness in the north had not yet been cured, so he asked quickly.

As a result, Fusu stopped him and complained, saying that he had been very hard during this period and was pestered by his wife every day, saying that he must conceive a grandson for the royal family.

Fusu had a kind-hearted character, but when faced with the Li family's oppression based on the imperial heirs and the righteousness of the family and country, and his pleas based on the feelings of husband and wife, he could only bow his head and admit it.

It was a matter of concern for the eldest grandson of the royal family, so Zhao Tuo couldn't talk nonsense and only told Fusu to put his body first.

Fortunately, Fusu's hard work was not fruitless. Just some time ago, he excitedly told Zhao Tuo that Li was pregnant.

Fusu was crying with joy, making Zhao Tuo unsure whether he was happy to have a child or to be freed from the troubles in the house.

However, Zhao Tuo was naturally very happy that Fusu could have descendants.

"Fusu has a child. Firstly, the prince's status is more stable. Secondly, it also proves that he is not infertile. There is a successor to the empire."

Zhao Tuo breathed a sigh of relief. He was actually worried before that Fusu had not yet given birth to an heir.

Fusu's marriage was still ahead of Zhao Tuo. It turned out that Zhao Tuo's son was over two years old, and Fusu had not yet had a child. How could he not be worried about this matter?

Zhao Tuo was only halfway out of his breath when he was startled by Ying Yinman's words and sucked it back in again.

"Didn't I go to the Prince's Mansion today?"

"My sister-in-law said that our two families got pregnant almost at the same time. If we give birth to a boy and a girl in the future, we might be able to get married and get closer."

Ying Yinman said with a smile.

Cousin marriage is a normal thing in this era.

Zhao Tuo was shocked when he heard this and said, "No! I cannot agree to this marriage!"