Even though we know that the gods and Buddhas are empty, we still have to pray for rain for the sake of the people.

The matter was decided like this. But Wu Nian still had doubts and raised his head and said: "The so-called sacrifice to heaven. If it is done in a small way, it is not [sincere] enough. If it is done in a big way, it will waste money."

"Although I don't know exactly how much money we have left in our treasury now, I definitely don't know much. What are you going to do?"

Liu Zhixing smiled bitterly when he heard this and said: "It's not just that there are not many. The officials who are looking after the warehouse are afraid that they will lose their jobs."

Wu Nian was stunned for a moment before he understood Liu Zhixing's self-deprecating words.

"Hey." Wu Nian sighed and looked at Liu Zhixing's face. He has grown old and lost weight over the years.

It's so arrogant.

Liu Zhixing was a great contributor to the arrangement of the second house so clearly that nothing happened. And he should have been able to breathe a sigh of relief through the copper and silver transactions with the Kyogoku family.

As a result, a drought hit, and a lot of grain was bought at high prices. The officials in charge of the warehouses were afraid of losing their jobs.

How is this different from the bankruptcy of the four major banks in modern society? It’s unimaginable.

"I'm sorry for you." Wu Nian said sincerely.

"General, your words are serious." Liu Zhixing shook his head, fisted at Wu Nian, then turned and walked away. Wu Nian looked carefully and saw that his back was slightly hunched.

After Liu Zhixing said goodbye and left, he returned to his office and sat down. His office was very large, with more than ten officials helping to manage it.

Now, the Fuhan General's Mansion is actually a royal court. For administration, it has six rooms including military rooms and household rooms.

Liu Zhixing and Li Yong were actually cabinet ministers.

Wang Youxue manages the supervisory agency, which is actually the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

After Liu Zhixing returned to the office and sat down, he thought about it carefully. There was no good solution. He raised his head and said, "Liu Ning, go and tell the officials in the sixth room. The general wants to set up an altar to pray for rain, but he has no money. Let them think about it."

Ways, brainstorming."

"Don't be afraid, anyone can say it."

"It's agreed. I will naturally ask the general for instructions and promote him."

"Yes." Liu Ning answered yes and turned around.

The Fuhan General's Mansion gradually became full and resembled a royal court. But it was young and full of vitality. It was not like the Chu State's court, which was full of decay.

But even so, officials also have evaluation rules. Liu Zhixing rarely makes guarantees. As long as he solves one thing, he can be promoted.

Following Liu Zhixing's order, the entire Fu Han General's Mansion was alarmed.

But there are many people who want to eat crabs, but there are no people who can eat crabs. Liu Zhixing is already an expert in financial management, but for a while he was also "a clever woman can't make a meal without rice", let alone others?

"Da da da."

A small official guarding the door came in from outside and reported to Liu Zhixing: "Sir, Gongsun Sang of the household wants to see you."

"Gongsun Sang?" Liu Zhixing was slightly stunned, but soon a dark and thin young man appeared in his mind.

The household house is in charge of taxes, and those who can be officials in this house are all excellent financial management experts.

"Please come in." Liu Zhixing immediately knew that Gongsun Sang had a solution, and quickly raised his hand and said.

"Yes." The clerk walked out, and not long after, Gongsun Sang walked in.

He is twenty-three years old, with a dark complexion, short stature, and very unappealing appearance, but his eyes are bright and piercing.

"Greetings, your lord." After Gongsun Sang came in, he bowed to Liu Zhixing meticulously.

"No courtesy." Liu Zhixing raised his right hand and waved it, and then said impatiently: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Sir, although the two prefectures of Yingqing and Guangchuan are not big, they still have famous temples and Taoist temples. In the past, when the generals of Liaodong were there, they were extremely rich. Good men and women donated money to the temples and Taoist temples in large numbers."

"I heard that in Hongfa Temple, Huilong Temple and other temples, gold and silver are melted into big balls and placed in the cellar to prevent them from being stolen."

"Although the Mongolian people are barbarians, they also believe in Buddhism and respect ghosts and gods. They have not done anything to them."

"The problem now is that our general is named General, but he is actually the King of Liaodong. He does not believe in Buddhism or Taoism. He does not practice good deeds in his life. Instead, his hands are stained with blood. I heard that they are all afraid."

"It's better to spread the news that the general is setting up an altar to pray for rain, and let all temples and Taoist temples donate money. The general will have money to pray for rain on the altar, and maybe there is some left over, which can be used as a spare. And Taoist temples and temples can have the opportunity to get close to each other.

General."

"Both parties are happy and each gets what they need."

Gongsun Sang spoke fluent Chudu Mandarin, his pronunciation was very clear, his eyes were shining, and he was very shrewd.

After hearing what he said, the officials around him stopped their work and looked up at him. Liu Zhixing was also slightly stunned, then he pinched his beard and smiled and said: "It's so easy to make something out of nothing."

"Okay. I'll leave this matter to you."

"Thank you, sir." Gongsun Sang was overjoyed. He quickly bent down to salute, then walked down quickly with his head held high and his chest held high.

After this matter was resolved, the burden on Liu Zhixing's shoulders immediately became much lighter, and he was very happy. After thinking for a moment, he quickly stood up and went to the backyard, where he found Wu Nian, who was shirtless and enjoying the cool air in the pavilion.

"Zhixing. Why are you here again?" Wu Nian looked down at his own attire, a little embarrassed. A grown man is not afraid of being naked.

This is what the ancients said about etiquette.

Liu Zhixing just pretended not to see Wu Nian shirtless and said with a smile: "I'll tell you something good, General."

Then, he told Wu Nian about Gongsun Sang's method. Wu Nian was also stunned for a moment, and then sneered and said: "So what kind of good results can you cultivate, and what kind of reincarnation can you go through."

"These monks have collected so much property. They are not afraid of karma and retribution. But they are afraid of the blade in my hand."

"Things about gods and Buddhas are illusory. But I am a real butcher."

Liu Zhixing nodded lightly.

"This Gongsun Sang is very clever. We searched high and low, and tried our best to reach the bottom of poverty. But we ended up with an empty treasury. But we didn't expect to search for monks."

"A few days ago, the owner of the house stated that he was ill and that he might not be able to survive. You have no choice. If the matter is completed, let him replace the owner of the house."

Wu Nian raised his head and said.

Regardless of whether he is running an army or a country, Wu Nian has the same style. Those who have merit must be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes must be punished. The rewards are heavy and the punishments are harsh.

Gongsun Sang's idea was a good one, and it wasn't a one-time deal. These monks were extremely wealthy and could raid it from time to time.

"Yes." Liu Zhixing clasped his hands and bowed in agreement.

"Another trouble has been solved. It's really refreshing both physically and mentally. I know what I'm doing. We haven't had a drink for a long time. How about I have someone prepare the food and wine and get drunk?"
Chapter completed!