The emperor was sitting in the courtyard. On the stone table were the files of Ren Ye's case and some folders.
And an abacus and a candle.
The person keeping watch is Jingchun, who is dozing off against the door right now.
The emperor's movements were not fast, his abacus was clicking, and the tenderness on his brows was almost covered with sorrow.
But the sound is not loud, and he will ensure that it does not affect Qin Sihan who is sleeping in the room. As for Jingchun? It is not within his range.
He wished that this person would be punished if he slept in and missed the event. As Bai Xi said, they were following people who couldn't protect him. Shouldn't they be punished?
One thousand three hundred taels plus three hundred and twelve taels plus four hundred taels equals...
The emperor muttered habitually and pulled with his fingers, but there was no rush. Suddenly, a voice came from behind,
Two thousand and twelve taels. Then I whistled habitually.
"With this amount, you don't need that thing. How is your master doing?"
Zhang Xuan, who was shirtless, shook his head and asked. He was not seriously injured. He was cut with a knife on his arm. He was in good condition.
There is also an injury on my thigh, but I can’t see it right now.
What's more serious is that I'm in a bad mood, my eyes are red, and although I still can't hear anything when I speak, I'm obviously unhappy.
Although it was already winter at this time, the weather was not bad, and Zhang Xuan didn't have that in mind.
The emperor took a look and roughly knew who the visitor was. Did he regard him as Han'er's subordinate? That's good.
"Not good. He was stabbed three times in the lower abdomen and also poisoned," the emperor wrote down the values and said calmly.
As he spoke, he glanced at Jingchun, who didn't move, as if he didn't know someone was coming.
"This battle was quite brutal. With such a commotion here, it can be said that people are really blinded now. Three thousand three hundred."
Zhang Xuan muttered, seeing that the emperor was about to pick up the abacus again, and spit out the conclusion.
"Can the arm be used for writing?" The emperor's glasses flashed and he asked based on the principle of making the best use of everything.
"It's not that you can't, it's just that you can't do it in vain. In this weather, you have to pay for the fire." Zhang Xuan sighed and whistled.
He needs to divert his attention, and he knows the general situation.
Knowing that Bai An was dead, Fang Wu was in a coma, Ye Zhuqing was in a coma, and Wang Qi Jixuan also had some injuries, big and small, but they were lighter than him.
His face was slightly red and a little hot, but his head was not groggy, it was just very hot, so he came out.
"...Our master has the inventory of silver fox carbon in the palace and will get some for you soon."
The emperor was stunned. This man really had no profit and couldn't afford it. He shook his sleeves and saw that he didn't bring any money either. He thought for a while.
"Discount it, I can't afford that thing."
"Okay. But, it's not available now." The emperor said helplessly.
"If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. Can I still do it for nothing?"
With that said, Zhang Xuan took the notebook and the pen, and basically took a look at it and wrote down a number. You said it was an abacus. He threw it away and took up space.
The emperor's eyes widened when he saw it. What kind of case could such a person solve? Isn't the Ministry of Household Affairs just right?
Thinking, keeping the person in mind, I took the case file and started flipping through the pages.
He couldn't go on a trip without asking about the local conditions.
Although he is gentle, tolerant, and does not like court, it does not mean that he is not diligent.
"Why didn't you check if Ren Ye has close connections with those merchants? Also, why are the rice and grain conditions in the shops in this town not bad? Why do I feel that I basically didn't ask about this case." After reading through it, he asked Zhang Xuandao.
"It's not that I don't ask. It's that I can't ask. Wherever I go, someone will block the road and take action. There is no blind spot in Yancheng Town." Zhang Xuan didn't even raise his head.
"It can't be said that there is nothing missing. We can't investigate this case like this. Simply, since it's already like this, we can only deal with the source of the goods."
The emperor sighed, he couldn't do it without making some detours, he couldn't be single-minded.
"I don't know how to investigate this case, but it's not right to spend this money like this.
You see, this cotton-padded coat, a sergeant's cotton-padded coat costs one hundred thousand taels of silver a year. Although there is no problem, the army does consume a lot of money, but you can't buy inferior products, but who said it must be done like this.
It is not right to buy every year and change buyers every year. We should have one family every year and negotiate a lower price. However, we can give up the facade. The royal facade is the best. Most people will not refuse, so no one loses.
Wouldn't it be nice to use the money saved as a favor?
When it was used up, it could be recycled and distributed to beggars. Anyway, the army did not wear old clothes, and the soldiers went into battle lightly."
"Your master is not short of money, but he is not squandering it. In this way, the money will be saved and his reputation will be gained. Although your master does not want the country, it does not mean that he does not need the hearts of the people."
When Zhang Xuan saw the emperor looking over, he pointed at the accounts and said. It wasn't until he finished talking that he realized, "That's not right, what's wrong...the sergeant's winter cotton-padded clothes are still under the control of your master?"
The emperor was surprised. These were the accounts of the household department. There were many deficiencies in the household department. He secretly came to take a look.
As a result, he didn't even read much, but this person explained it clearly to you in a few sentences.
It's true... there are specialties in the art,
Regarding the art of emperors, ask him how to balance the court, how to deal with courtiers, and how to arrange things to change things. He can.
But he is really not familiar with this kind of people's livelihood algorithm.
But Zhang Xuan is different,
He is poor and is used to breaking all his money into two petals. As for the people's hearts, this is what he has learned over the years.
As for the accounting issue, he was just slow but not unable to react.
"...You are right. You can try the method." The emperor found a piece of paper and wrote a rough outline. He could only say that he would not go into more details.
Seeing this, Zhang Xuan didn't ask too many questions. He just calculated and put forward his opinion. As for why he did this, he didn't care.
"What's the case? It's an emergency in an emergency. I went back to the Yamen records to find out. I went to the old people in various grain shops and asked them about the robbery. I gave the money to those who were clear and arrested those who were unclear. The government and businessmen colluded and took my money.
Just spit it out for me."
The emperor said calmly and wrote down several methods and decrees in succession.
Zhang Xuan looked a little dazed.
After a long while, he raised his head, looked left and right and said, "Who are you?"
"Who do you think I am?"
"People in the court. There was an imperial edict before. Could it be said that you are an imperial envoy? No, the young master's participation in this case was done as an imperial envoy. It is against the rules."
Zhang Xuan interrupted himself.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether these can be used. Whether these accounts can be calculated clearly and whether the shortfalls in them can be checked." The emperor smiled and said indifferently.
It is their instinct to appoint talents.
There are two conditions for him to employ people, one is loyalty and the other is ability. This person has both. As for shortcomings, ignore them.
Whether there is or not is a matter of calculation.