Four hundred and seventeenth chapter one money to kill officials
Through the window, Ye An raised the account book in his palm and said to Fan Ziyuan: "Who made this account before? Why is it so confusing?!"
Fan Ziyuan raised his eyebrows and said: "Hey! Has Ye Hou started to really sit in court? I thought you didn't intend to investigate before! Since you asked questions, I will tell you, don't investigate further, these are all Chen
Old accounts, unconfirmed and unconfirmed accounts, it is easy to offend people if they are not found out. The person who was sitting in your position is now the director of the third department, and he is following the path of the Korean public!"
Ye An was slightly startled: "How dare the clan family do this?!"
Fan Ziyuan smiled slightly: "Why don't you dare? At that time, I was still an editor of the Hanlin Academy. I was appointed as a noble official to the Xian Yuan, and later I was appointed to admonish the Yuan Yuan to correct the situation. Only then did I know about this matter, but it was just based on rumors and no real evidence.
It was only when I arrived at Sinong Temple in the third year of Tianxi’s reign that I realized that the errors and omissions in the accounts were like an anthill bursting its embankment!”
Seeing Ye An putting down the account book and looking through it with a frown, Fan Ziyuan was a little curious and said: "What? Is Ye Hou really planning to get to the bottom of it? Don't blame your brother for not reminding you that this matter cannot be found out. The original vouchers
I don’t know where I am anymore, I have to say that I am not even here in this world, how can I find out the problem?”
Ye An stared at the yellowed and even slightly smudged account book and said, "The same is true for these three, seven and twenty-eight?!"
"Hey! Don't talk about this kind of numeracy mistakes. There are also a lot of shoddy ones. Why don't you look at when this account book was recorded? Even now, I still receive ninety-nine and eighty-nine every day.
Account books! If not included in this way, how should the lost grain be filled in the warehouses? Such errors and omissions in each warehouse are no longer a minority. It is no longer possible to find out where the problem lies. We can only use the actual numbers at the end of the year as the standard. You can directly
If you look at the actual records at the end of last year, you will know how serious the deficit is. Those petty officials have been working hard for many years, and they cannot close the hole they have opened."
Ye An smiled slightly: "Oh? What if I can rearrange the accounts?"
"Oh? So what if we sort it out? Can Ye Hou have the voucher for the original entry into the warehouse? If not, it is a mistake in mathematics. At most, it is just a slap in the face. They are all from the same yamen.
Who else can do something for us?"
I didn't expect it! Fan Ziyuan understood clearly. This reminded Ye An of the things that some moths did in later generations, and he couldn't help but sneered: "Then I will do Zhang Guiya's old deeds!"
Fan Ziyuan was shocked, stood up hurriedly and leaned through the window and said: "Yehou must not be impulsive, how can the old incident of Zhang Guiya happen again in this Sinong Temple?!"
"How can you not?! One penny a day, a thousand penny a thousand days, a rope will cut off wood, water will drip through rocks! Besides, this is a warehouse in the capital, which is very important to the country!"
After Ye An finished speaking, he opened the paper and polished his pen. Fan Ziyuan hurried over from the public house nearby and saw Ye An writing on the paper: "... When an official comes out of the treasury, he will wear a turban on his temples.
There was a coin at the bottom. I asked him to find out that it was the money in the treasury. Guiya ordered him to use a stick, and the official said angrily: "One coin is not worth mentioning. You can stick me! You can stick me, but you can't kill me!" Guiya supported the pen judgment.
Said: "One coin a day, a thousand coins a thousand days, the rope is broken by the wood, and the water droplets penetrate the stone!" Since he went down the steps with a sword to behead his head, the Shentai Mansion impeached him. People in Chongyang have passed it down to this day. Since the Five Dynasties, military soldiers have
General Ling, subordinate staff Ling Chief, the lingering wind has not been eliminated until now. Guiya's move was not done for a penny, its meaning is profound, and its deeds are great. There are also such treacherous and sycophantic officials and ministers in Sinong Temple today.
One day of failure, one day of uneasiness, like a lump in the throat, like a awn on the back, I don’t know when all the warehouses in the capital will be empty, until the day comes when hundreds of officials are calling for rice, and Ye Anwei feeds it with meat!"
This is not a letter. It is simply a sword or a knife. It speaks of awe-inspiring righteousness and murderous intent. Even Fan Ziyuan felt very happy when he saw it. He couldn't help but screamed in admiration, but he still held Ye An's hand down and said: "Once this letter is sent up, it will be a great shame for us, Sinong Temple. We still expect them to do things! Besides, you can really kill people?! Zhang Guaiya was the magistrate of Chongyang County at that time, but you were the young minister of Sinong Temple. , how can one kill with a sword?"
Ye An took Fan Ziyuan's hand, gently dried the ink, closed the memorial and said, "Are you stupid?! Come on, come on! Let me see what's in your head?!"
"Oh! Why are you still scolding me for coming?! My brother is doing this for your own good!"
"You are dragging us out together! We don't know how big the hole is now, but someone must know it. If we don't break this hole now and don't make the matter bigger, we will wait for the calm for a year and a few years later. This is our fault! When the sage officials investigate, do you think the subordinates can afford it? It’s not the fault of us two young ministers from Sinong Temple! What will happen then?!"
"Uh! Ye Hou's words are reasonable, but after all..."
As soon as Fan Ziyuan opened his mouth, Ye An knew what he was worried about, and couldn't help but said angrily: "What are you thinking?! Isn't it just the promotion of auspicious breeding? It's not that we don't do it. What kind of people don't exist in Tokyo? Just write subordinates, Do you really expect them to help us honestly? Believe it or not, you have to help others count their money after your profession is sold!"
Looking at Ye An suspiciously, Fan Ziyuan said in surprise: "Can you find out the problem?"
Ye An pointed at the account book: "Isn't this clear evidence? As long as the grain in the warehouse and the account book cannot be verified, then there is something wrong with the account book. Where did the numbers in the account book come from? Naturally, it came from the subordinates. , so much food, such huge figures, if you don’t keep an account book, why don’t you memorize it and show it to me?!”
Following Ye An's words, Fan Ziyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, yes! Without such a huge amount of food, no matter how smart the officials of Sinong Temple are, they still need to keep accounts, not for anything else, even for their own benefit. The amount of profit must also be clarified.
"But there are so many errors in the account book in front of us, and the number is complicated. I'm afraid it will take more than a month to integrate it, okay? There are just two of us..."
Good guy, it seems that he doesn't even believe Sinong Si Cheng and the chief secretary, so he is not stupid. Ye An smiled: "These people are colluding, but they don't know that the most outstanding thing about my family education is in wealth." What a great math method! Every day you come to me for an excuse, and the two of us work together to clear the accounts. Believe me, the results will be there in five days at most!"
Fan Ziyuan lowered his head and looked at the memorial on the table and said, "Then do you still submit this memorial?"
Ye An smiled and tore off a page from the account book, put it in the memorial and said: "Go! Of course I have to go, but not through the Left and Right Banking Department, nor through the Banking Department, but by me personally." To officials and saints!"
"Scared! Ye Hou is going to expose the truth! It's not a good idea to report it directly to the emperor! I'm afraid my husband will..."
Ye An rolled his eyes: "Only in this way can the officials and saints see what the state of their granary has been gnawed by rats. Tomorrow afternoon I will give a lecture at Zishan Hall, and then... Hey hey hey..."
Fan Ziyuan couldn't help but shudder. The young man in front of him had a meticulous mind and extremely clever methods. With his appearance just now, he almost believed him, thinking that he had just discovered the problem, but after thinking about it for a moment, he felt that it was wrong.
This kid has probably discovered the problem a long time ago, and today's incident is to test whether he is with those people and whether he has benefited from it.
"You, you! Do you really think that I, Fan Qingwen, am with those people?! It's useless for me to treat you as a friend. It's unreasonable to assume that you are not the son of a human being!"