In Cheng Dianyu's office room, Wang Hao did not leave after completing the registration and handover of the prisoners he was going to take away later, but continued to stay in Cheng Dianyu's office room and stayed for about half an hour before leaving.

Staying in Cheng Dianyu's office room, Wang Hao naturally did not chat with Cheng Dianyu, but had major tasks to do. In all the books handed over to him by Cheng Dianyu, he made a number in the order of each prisoner's name in the form of numbers in the order of each prisoner's name from front to back.

The number marks made by Wang Hao did not end with Arabic numerals from "0001" to "5352". If the number of these more than 5,000 prisoners was numbered according to the traditional Chinese counting method at that time, it would probably not be possible to complete them smoothly in a day.

"Wang Sicheng, what are you writing?" Cheng Dianyu, driven by curiosity, waited until Wang Hao finished writing the number of the prisoner in the registration book, and he couldn't wait to inquire.

After finishing the numbering, Wang Hao looked up and found that Cheng Dianzhuo, who was close to him, seemed to be in his forties. At this moment, he was staring at the number made of Arabic numerals behind the prisoner's name, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

After putting down a special "carbon pencil" he specially brought from the street department, Wang Hao calmly answered his questions and said, "Cheng Dianjue, I used Arabic numerals to number each of them with Arabic numerals after the names of each prisoner who was about to be picked up later.

"This Arabic numeral is not the words of our Song Dynasty, but is used among the Arabs who come to our Song Dynasty to do business. Previously, as a servant of the street department, I often met Arabs who do business in Tokyo. I learned from them that this very simple counting method was very useful today."

Cheng Dianyu still had a slight understanding of Wang Hao's answer. He continued to ask: "Wang Sicheng, Xiaguan still doesn't quite understand why you wrote a number marked with Arabic numerals on the name of the prisoner who is about to be taken away? What is the purpose of this? This is the first time Xiaguan has seen him. I feel very curious. I hope Wang Sicheng will not blame him."

After listening to Cheng Dianzhuo's questioning, Wang Hao thought that when he asked for the prisoner, he still needed Cheng Dianzhuo to assist and cooperate from the side, he had to patiently continue to explain: "Cheng Dianzhuo, Wang thinks that if he takes more than 5,000 prisoners away from the Kaifeng Prison you are under your jurisdiction, it will definitely be difficult to manage outside. So, I thought about it all night yesterday before coming up with a solution.

"That is, each of the prisoners who were taken away was made into a number. After leaving Kaifeng Prefecture Prison, try not to call them directly, but to call each of them the corresponding number. Especially in terms of command and management, it will definitely greatly improve the efficiency of work."

Even though Wang Hao gave a more detailed explanation, Cheng Dianyu was still confused at this time. He felt that Wang Hao's purpose of doing so was not clear enough, but instead felt a little novel.

Next, with the cooperation and assistance of Cheng Dianzhu, Wang Hao brought the prisoners one by one to the front of the Kaifeng Prefecture Prison in the order of the prison names in the booklet.

When Wang Hao ordered a street servant who could read the name of a prisoner with his hands and feet, he walked out of the door of the Kaifeng Prison, and took a huge brush and dipped it in the white paint bucket a few times, and wrote a number corresponding to the Arabic numeral on the prison uniform behind the prisoner.

You know, Wang Hao was going to pick up more than 5,000 prisoners from the Kaifeng Prefecture Prison. It took him three hours in the last stage and waited until around the afternoon at about Shenshi. He finally finished his work.

Fortunately, Wang Hao came to Kaifeng Prefecture to pick up people this time, and brought more than 100 soldiers from the street department. He followed the 100 prisoners as a team and sent twenty soldiers from the street department to the designated location along Liangmen Street.

Even in this way, Wang Hao felt that the manpower was insufficient, so he quickly recruited 500 soldiers from the street department to support him. With twenty soldiers accompanying 100 prisoners, he followed Liangmen Street every three to five miles as a designated temporary resting place.

Due to the implementation of new traffic regulations in Tokyo, Liangmen Street, as one of the main roads in Tokyo, has become orderly, both pedestrians and cars.

The batches of prisoners who were asked by Wang Hao from the Kaifeng Prefecture Prison were naturally walking to the right and on the far right side of Liangmen Street, they were still in order. If these prisoners took off their prison uniforms, the pedestrians on Liangmen Street would mistakenly think they were soldiers.

On this side, Wang Hao did not take all the 5,000 registered prisoners until in the evening before he numbered them one by one from the Kaifeng Prefecture Prison.

On the other side, in the Funing Palace, Song Renzong Zhao Zhen, Empress Cao, Concubine Miao and Princess Fukang Zhao Huiruo, the family of four gathered together for dinner after several days.

Before dinner was brought, the four of the family had already sat at the imperial table. Song Renzong Zhao Zhen, who was sitting in the main seat, said his opening remark very rarely: "Miss Cao, Miao Madam, Ruoer, I will recite a poem for you later. Can you three evaluate it?"

As soon as Song Renzong Zhao Zhen's question fell, Empress Cao, Concubine Miao and Zhao Huiruo immediately replied in unison: "Now."

Then, Emperor Renzong of Song Dynasty, Zhao Zhen, chanted: "Life is a hero, and death is a hero. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River. You three tell me, is this poem a masterpiece?"

Empress Cao first looked at Concubine Miao and Zhao Huiruo for a few times, and then began to comment: "Officials, this poem praises and commemorates Xiang Yu, the king of Chu. This poem uses words and words to describe words and is easy to understand, catchy, and has a unique meaning to read!"

Concubine Miao also followed and said, "What my sister said is that the King of Chu competed for the world with Liu Bang at the end of the Qin Dynasty. He originally occupied a favorable position, but because of his bravery and less strategy, he was eventually besieged by Liu Bang on all sides in Gaixia. He died of regret by slashing his own suicide in Wujiang, which is a pity!"

Zhao Huiruo did not answer her father's question, but asked directly: "Dad, are you going to ask the saint (Empress Cao) and sister (Miao Madam), and I, who did this poem come from?"

Facing his daughter's replies, Song Renzong Zhao Zhen was stunned at first, then nodded slightly, and replied: "Ruoer, do you know who wrote this poem?"
Chapter completed!