Early in the morning, an eunuch came to Fangjiazhuang.
Fang Jue had seen that man before. He was Wang Feng's disciple, a eunuch named Wang Ming.
Early in the morning, this man stood in front of Fang Jue's bed and came to wake him up himself.
"Young Master, please pass down your Majesty's oral instructions and ask the Young Master to come to court today." Wang Ming clasped his hands and nodded slightly.
He was delivering an order for the emperor and could not salute, but he needed to be measured when facing Fang Jue, so he nodded.
"Eunuch Wang?"
As soon as Fang Jue woke up, he was speechless. It was not yet dawn outside.
"It's not even bright yet..." Fang felt helpless, but he also stood up.
Wang Mingguo said: "In the deep winter, the sky is like this during the court meeting. If you wait until dawn, you will have missed the time."
"My father-in-law came from the palace to deliver a message. Didn't he get up earlier? It's really hard work." Fang Jue said politely while putting on his clothes.
"Thank you so much, Master, for your consideration. Your Majesty gets up before 4 o'clock every day. His Majesty also gets up at 3:30 a.m., so how dare we sleep too much."
Daxia's internal eunuchs, those with names all have positions, there is no need to call themselves slaves, they are also officials.
Therefore, you can call yourself "Xiaguan" in front of Fang Jue.
"Fortunately, there are no entertainment activities. We all went to bed early." Fang Jue said with emotion.
If in later generations, there were still people staying overnight at this hour, it would be impossible to get up.
"Young Master is right, Xiaguan goes to bed at midnight every day, so he has had enough sleep." Wang Ming seemed to be talkative, deliberately talking to Fang Jue for a few more words.
Fang Jue chatted with him, put on his clothes, and said, "Let's go."
"Young Master, please."
"My father-in-law is delivering a message to His Majesty, please ask first."
Fang Jue would not tell the truth. Even an eighth-grade internal eunuch would be more noble than a prince when delivering messages on behalf of the emperor.
Nature cannot be treated too casually.
"Master, the carriage is ready." Fang Fu was at the door, already ready.
"Then let's go." Fang Jue took a look, and Dianyi glared at Wang Ming with an unhappy expression.
Fang Jue got up early, so Dianyi also had to get up early. Naturally, he was a little unhappy with the internal prison officer who was delivering the message.
"I have met the great hero Dian." Wang Ming did not rely on himself and nodded to Dian.
This is the fourth master in the world. Apart from Mo Yuan, the strongest warrior in the entire capital is Dianyi.
Wang Ming is not willing to offend the Jianghu forces who are no longer in the court.
"Let's go."
"Master, do you want to take the one hundred personal guards with you?" Dianyi asked.
Fang Jue waved his hand: "This is the capital. With you here, no one can hurt me unless he raises his troops to rebel."
"Young Master..." Wang Ming trembled, looking left and right, fearing that someone might overhear, and his eyes were shaken.
Is it easy to talk about rebellion casually?
"That's true." Dianyi nodded confidently, not paying attention to Wang Ming's surprise.
After several months of northern expedition, Dianyi had become accustomed to it and arranged the surrounding area to be airtight. Only then did he remember that this was the capital city and it was already very safe.
Wang Mingdao: "Don't worry, Sir Dian, the young master is a first-class court official. When he goes to court, he can be guarded by a hundred forbidden troops."
"No need," Fang Jue boarded the carriage and greeted, "Enter the palace."
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The carriage stopped outside Fengtian Hall and in front of the nearest imperial city gate.
A large group of well-dressed officials, like students going to school, gathered in groups and walked towards the Fengtian Hall in the city.
"Young Master?" The familiar voice sounded surprising and sincere, and Fang Jue knew who it was as soon as he heard it.
Glancing over, it turned out to be Yan Lanfeng walking over.
Yan Lanfeng took the minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs and handed over his hands with a smile from a distance: "We haven't seen you for several months, the young master is really more and more handsome."
"Master Yan..."
Fang Jue cupped his hands and smiled: "Be careful, the censor of Zuodu will give you a copy today."
"Ah?" Yan Lanfeng, who was originally happy, was surprised when he heard this, "Qin Shiyi? Why does he want to get involved with me?"
"When I heard in Ningzhou that His Majesty had launched the Jiangnan Water Conservancy Project, Mr. Qin was so angry that he scolded you, the Minister of Household Affairs, for being a prodigal." Fang Jue joked.
"..." Only then did Yan Lanfeng understand.
Then he smiled: "Qin Tietou is used to being poor. Who knew our treasury would turn around this year? It's all thanks to Young Master's way of making money!"
"Yes, the efficiency of this fireworks factory and glass factory is really amazing. It has only been half a year and it has almost caught up with the salt policy." The Minister of Household Affairs said with sincere admiration.
Fang Jue was surprised: "So much money?"
Xia's salt policy started with an annual treasury revenue of at least 20 million taels.
And these two new factories actually generated more than 10 million taels in just half a year?
"Hiss..." Fang Juedu was surprised and sighed sincerely, "The biggest grievance in the capital is Doha?"
"A great injustice?" The Minister of Household Affairs was stunned, "Master Young Master, what is that?"
"Oh, it means rich people." Fang Jue translated it casually, but he didn't expect that he would teach two court officials bad words.
Yan Lanfeng nodded: "Haha, let's put it this way, there are so many great enemies in the capital. Young Master, you will never imagine that the supply of glass exceeds the demand!"
"Each finished product costs at least a hundred taels. Those wealthy merchants are begging the Ministry of Household Affairs to list more for sale."
Fang Jue said as he walked: "Things are rare and valuable. Don't ruin the streets so quickly. Then it will be difficult to trick the rich."
"Don't worry, Young Master, I understand all the routines you taught me, and I have been careful not to let go of the birth... That's it, in less than four months, it has been..."
Speaking of specific figures, Yan Lanfeng looked around. This was a secret of the Ministry of Revenue and could not be easily heard by other officials.
Of course, the other party doesn't feel the need to cover up.
Yan Lanfeng came close to Fang Jue's ear and said a number, which made Fang Jue narrow his eyes:
"This number..."
He changed his tone and said jokingly: "Master Yan, won't you show your majesty the fake account book again?"
Yan Lanfeng coughed and looked strange, but he clearly admitted it.
"No wonder His Majesty wants to start the Jiangnan Water Conservancy Project, and you agreed without saying a word. With so much money, you can really be more generous." Fang Jue nodded.
"Young master, I don't know." Yan Lanfeng was helpless when it came to this matter. "Actually, I don't want to agree so quickly, but His Majesty seems to know something. He said that if he doesn't agree to this project, he will send details from my household department."
account."
"Then we can't let him investigate!" Yan Lanfeng said cautiously.
The corners of the Minister's mouth twitched and he pretended to look around at the scenery. He had long known how bold the Lord Shangshu was, but he did not expect such an episode.
Fang Jue glanced at Yan Lanfeng's legs and laughed at him: "You are now walking like a tiger, and everyone who knows you knows that you have money in your pocket. Your Majesty knows that the Ministry of Revenue is very wealthy even without checking."
Yan Lanfeng is a person with an upper face.
Although he is capable, he is not good at lying, let alone concealing the joy and pride in his heart.
The acting skills are sometimes very good, but it is easy for people to see problems in the details.
Anyone who knows him knows that when the Ministry of Finance is rich, Yan Lanfeng walks like a tiger, and when he has no money, he walks around.
"So that's it!" Yan Lanfeng suddenly realized, "I thought your Majesty had an informant in the Ministry of Household Affairs."
"My lord, cough!" Minister Hube glared at him, "I don't want to say this. Why are you so bold?" This chapter has been completed!