Three hundred and seventieth eight chapters eternal clean official
Everyone who was curled up into a ball during the game breathed a huge sigh of relief, their bodies rebounded, and the space in the room became mysteriously crowded.
The unlucky guy who was pointed at by Pan Huang had a look of panic on his face, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't say anything for a while.
While everyone was happy, they were also a little confused. This person had been in the Ministry of Household Affairs for many years. He had made no achievements and had no publicity. He had worked conscientiously to the rank of fifth-ranking official wailang.
If there was a competition for attention, he should have had the best chance of slipping out of Pan Huang's eyes, but Pan Huang happened to point at him at this moment.
He swayed from side to side, holding on to a glimmer of hope in despair. What if it meant the people around him?
In fact, he also knew that there was no one within a two-meter radius around him at this time.
"There is no doubt, Liu Tong, you are a veteran of my household department and you have always handled matters safely. Just you!"
Liu Tong was crying, but did not dare to shirk. Pan Huang, as the Minister of Household Affairs, arranged his own work for him, which was reasonable, legal and compliant, leaving no room for shirk.
But he really couldn't understand why he was so unlucky.
It was almost a double blessing yesterday, but today misfortunes have not come singly.
Not only did Zhao Wenhua ignore him when he saw his failure, but Shangshu also assigned him the task of taking the blame.
Of course he didn't know what Lu Bing said to Pan Huang: "Please ask Shangshu to find someone to help Shen Lian. Liu Tong is good."
Of course, Pan Huang would not deny Lu Bing face for such a trivial matter. He knew clearly that he was helping Shen Lian find a scapegoat, or at least sharing the blame, but the Ministry of Revenue was also shouldering the responsibility.
As for why Lu Bing appointed Liu Tong, Pan Huang didn't know and didn't want to know. Liu Tong was just a member of the Communist Party of China and had no friendship with him. No matter who Taoist friend died, it would be the same to the poor Taoist.
When Liu Tong came home, it was time for dinner in the house. He sat at the table in despair, watching his wife and children eating happily. He felt worried for a while, then suddenly picked up the bowl and started eating.
: "The ancestors taught the people that food is their first priority. Don't worry about big things until you are full!"
When Shen Lian heard that the Ministry of Revenue had sent him a helper, he went to the Liu Mansion that day to discuss what to do.
Liu Tong looked at him with a wry smile: "Brother, I have heard about your feats in the court. Listen to me, don't waste time looking for sorghum. In these seven days, prepare money and manage it well. I hope everyone will be questioned when you are guilty.
If you can say a few words of justice, I will be given a lighter sentence."
Shen Lian knew that Liu Tong was hopeless, so he went to one of the grain stores to ask. The clerks were all shaking their heads like rattles. This man was probably a lunatic. The new sorghum hadn't come down this month. Who in the grain store would know this?
Put in so much old sorghum. Beijing is the capital after all, and there are very few people who are poor enough to eat sorghum rice, and old sorghum is not delicious.
There are a few companies that have some stocks, but if you put them all together, it would be okay to feed dozens of horses. But for the cavalry? It wouldn’t even be enough to fill the gap between your teeth!
Shen Lian was not discouraged. He was determined that even if he was accused, he would be caught on the way to find food. He could not give up until the last moment!
In fact, Liu Tong was not completely idle. On the one hand, he took stock of his family assets and wondered who could speak for him. On the other hand, he also sent his housekeeper to cast a net far and near to find grain merchants. As long as he could get sorghum in a short time, the price would be good.
Discuss! The posture of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Lu Bing also used Jinyiwei's intelligence network to explore the sorghum reserves of grain merchants in various provinces. But the news returned was disappointing. It was not yet the sorghum harvest season, and no one would have a large amount of sorghum in their hands.
Last year, Chen Liang was scattered among various small grain merchants and even ordinary people's homes. If he sent people to buy them, it would not be something that could be completed in a day or two.
The two worked hard for five days and got nothing.
Shen Lian came out of the last grain store and stood on the street blankly, feeling powerless for the first time.
Yesterday I heard someone say that Jiang Han, the commander of the border town of Datong, was killed in battle. The Tatars came and went like the wind, pointing east and west among several cities, leaving the city defenders with little peace. If there were cavalry who could come out of the city to harass, even if they couldn't In the decisive battle, the situation will be much better.
The clerk from the grain store who escorted him out looked at the anxious-looking Jin Yiwei and did not dare to speak. He only hoped that he would leave quickly.
"Are there no other grain stores inside or outside the capital?"
The waiter said respectfully: "No, there is another Tianci Grain store in the north of the city, but the owner went bankrupt and I heard he ran away a few days ago."
Shen Lian passed by the grain store and it was indeed closed.
A dusty man passed by them and gave the waiter a hard look.
"Fart, who said I ran away? I'm going to do business! Do you understand business?"
The waiter was startled, and then quickly handed over his hand: "Boss Zhang, this is just nonsense. This is what people say. You get rich, you get rich."
Zhang Tianci was followed by one cart after another. The carts were pulling mountains of sacks. The mules and horses pulling the carts were so tired that they snorted from time to time.
Zhang Tianci said angrily: "How can I get rich? I have to find a warehouse. My own warehouse is not enough. If the grain parked on the canal is not unloaded quickly, they will charge me overnight fees! Where is your boss Wang?" Ask him if he can rent me a warehouse, the price is negotiable!"
The waiter is also a regular on the street and has won the trust of his boss, so he can be half of his own family and look at Zhang Tianci with a smile.
"Boss Zhang, I'm not afraid of your displeasure. It's okay to rent a warehouse, but according to the rules, the rent must be paid first. Do you have money handy?"
Zhang Tianci knew that rumors of his bankruptcy and running away were widely circulated, and he didn't mind the wariness of his waiters. He waved his hand and said: "The money has been purchased, and you will pay when the sorghum is sold. You, Boss Wang, know my reputation! Back then, When we went to Chunyan Tower together, there was no time when I didn’t spend money to treat him..."
Zhang Tianci's shoulder was suddenly grabbed tightly by someone, causing him to scream in pain, and then he noticed that Shen Lian's clothes next to him were Feiyu clothes, and he suddenly panicked, wondering if he had said something wrong.
In the Ming Dynasty, you could say the wrong thing in front of anyone, but not in front of Jin Yiwei, absolutely not.
"What did you just say?" The more excited Shen Lian became, the more Zhang Tianci felt that the crime he had committed was not a small one, and he might be able to raise this Jin Yiwei to three levels in a row.
"Sir, I said that when we went to Chunyan Tower together back then, it was Boss Wang who I paid to hire. My lord, we are both ordinary businessmen and have no official status..."
"That sentence before!"
"I am in good standing, my lord."
"That sentence before!"
"We will pay the rent when the sorghum is sold..."
"You mean, all your trucks are pulling is sorghum?"
"Yes, sir, they are all sorghum."
"How many cars are there?"
"There are fifty cars brought into the city. Sir, it is difficult to hire cars, and the warehouse has not been agreed yet. Most of them are still on the boat. It will cost a lot in one night... Sir, Sir, Mr. Guan, you Are you okay? Come here, help me, this adult fainting has nothing to do with me!"