The person who spoke was none other than Lord Fengwei, the Chief of Guards, one of the Six Ministers.
The Minister of the Ministry of Finance is naturally a civil servant, but this Lord Wei, although he is over sixty years old, has a strong body and a strong waist. His official robe is open to his arms and his eyes are hazy. It is obvious that he has just been woken up from a nap.
As a real boss in the court, Wei Changfeng was conscientious in his duties. When the tax month came, he would not even go back to his mansion. Apart from going to court every day, he would stay in the government office and take charge of the overall situation. You should know that even the left and right ministers would arrive early.
When I got home from work, my wife and children were hot on the bed.
As soon as they saw Hu Bu coming out with the handle, the crowd watching the excitement all lowered their heads.
Wei Changfeng frowned and said, "Who was arguing just now and what happened?"
Everyone looked at Chen Yan and Wu Kan.
The villain Wu Kan complained first and quickly bowed and said: "Sir, Chen Yan is clearly responsible for Licheng's tax affairs, but he worries about Xiao County's accounts every day. Just now, Master Tao, the young minister of Dali Temple, came, and I don't know what they talked about.
, it should still be a matter of Xiao County, isn’t this, isn’t this an extraneous matter, Xiao County’s tax affairs have nothing to do with him.”
This kind of thing is most taboo in officialdom, as it can cause trouble for colleagues.
Chen Yan knew that he was being ignored, so he quickly saluted and explained: "My lord, I have a good personal relationship with Shaoqing Tao Shaozhang. I didn't talk about Xiao County. He just met someone by chance who said he was proficient in arithmetic. I don't know if he has real talent or knowledge. This person
Come and ask with the accounts."
Chen Yan didn't tell the truth, and he didn't dare to say that Tao Shaozhang was "cheated". After all, it was quite embarrassing. Tao Shaozhang was a young minister after all, and if word spread, he would be ridiculed.
Unexpectedly, just because he didn't tell the truth, Wei Changfeng suddenly became interested: "Are you proficient in arithmetic? Now the Ministry of Revenue is short of manpower. If you are a very talented person, it is not a bad idea to hire him as a scribe. Accounts
Where is it? Let me see."
Chen Yan was dumbfounded, with a dead mother expression on his face.
I wish I had told the truth just now, but if I make such a fuss now, I will be laughed at.
Wu Kan had just been climbing up the wall to eavesdrop on the conversation between Tao Shaozhang and Chen Yan. He immediately ran into the class room, took out the calculation paper that looked like a ghost drawing, and sent it to Wei Changfeng in front of Wei Changfeng.
Lao Wei, who was quite interested, took a quick look and cursed: "What the hell is this written about..."
Halfway through the scolding, Wei Changfeng froze, narrowed his eyes and looked at it again.
The more he looked at it, the brighter Wei Changfeng's eyes became.
"This 2 should be in contrast to 2, 3, 4..."
Wei Changfeng was fascinated by this look.
Or maybe it is said that he is a minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, a man of real talent and learning. Although he does not understand Arabic numerals, he can roughly guess the meaning through formulas. After all, Chu Qing wrote several calculation results in the last few articles.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Just when they didn't know what was going on, Chief Wei shouted without raising his eyebrows: "Hurry up and hold the lamp!"
After finishing speaking, Wei Changfeng held the straw paper and entered the house as if he had found a treasure. A group of civil servants quickly lit oil lamps and followed him in.
After entering the room and sitting at the desk, Wei Changfeng grabbed a pen and paper and began to write and draw.
In fact, what the outside world doesn't know is that Wei Changfeng is not unconcerned about Xiao County's tax and bank affairs. On the contrary, he knows more inside information than anyone else. The reason why he keeps quiet is not because it involves the Li family, but because there are other reasons and problems.
The root of the problem is not a Xiao county, but the tax system of the entire dynasty. There are too many loopholes to exploit, which can affect the whole body. Even the new emperor has talked to him privately several times, but he has not been able to find it.
Solution.
It was precisely because of this that he knew how much money had been embezzled in Xiao County, an extremely shocking figure.
And Chu Qing's messy formulas basically match the numbers he came up with!
Wei Changfeng's eyebrows were dancing with excitement as he was writing and drawing, and he slapped the table: "Chen Yan, come quickly."
Chen Yan, who was agitated outside, hurried in. Wei Changfeng pointed at the papyrus: "What does this x mean?"
Chen Yan shook his head stupidly.
Wei Changfeng asked again: "What does this secret talisman mean?"
The questions were all about commonly used mathematical symbols such as multiplication and division. Chen Yan could not even see the Arabic numerals, let alone these symbols.
After asking three questions and not knowing anything, Wei Changfeng yelled: "Who the hell do you know?"
Chen Yan told the truth: "I don't know any of these officials."
"Fantong, I want to ask you, who wrote the content on this paper?"
"I don't know... I know." Chen Yan finally knew something and said quickly: "Chu Qing, the son of the left minister of the Ministry of Industry."
"Something sounds familiar." Chief Wei suddenly stood up and said, "Follow me, leave now to prepare some gifts, a big gift."
"What are you doing?"
"Go to the Chu Mansion and visit the master!" Wei Changfeng stroked his beard and laughed: "Master, you really are a master. Although I only understand the meaning and don't know the reason, I can see that this method of writing accounting is extremely convenient.
, it seems profound, but it only takes a moment to get a glimpse of it. What’s even more rare is..."
Halfway through, Wei Changfeng tapped the table: "I almost forgot, in an hour, the Huaizhou tax bill will be reported, right?"
"That's true."
"Oh my, it's really annoying. I can only visit the Chu Mansion tomorrow morning. Damn it, I'm feeling itchy and it's so tight."
Chen Yan lowered his head and glanced at the paper on the desk. He still didn't understand what it meant, but he only knew one thing. Wei Changfeng, the leader of Hu Bu, was the most "rare" talent. As long as he could give Hu Bu
When doing things, this old man will always do something ridiculous.
The dignified Minister of the Ministry of Finance personally visits a young man who is notorious throughout the capital. What kind of thing is this?
…………
In the Chu Mansion, Chu Qing was sitting with his father Chu Wensheng looking at each other with a sad face.
"The Tao family looks down upon others!"
Initially, Chu Qing thought that Chu Wensheng would scold him, but unexpectedly, his father became even more angry and cursed loudly.
"This is because my father has lost his power. If he hadn't lost his power, who would care about these scornful scholars?"
Chu Qing was embarrassed to say anything.
If you don't lose your position, you are also Zuo Shilang and a member of the Ministry of Industry. You are only of the fourth rank. The prince's young master is of the second rank. The gap is too big.
But Chu Qing also felt quite depressed.
It was a third-hand gas tank, and it was returned to Kefu. Where did the Tao family get their confidence? The shelf life has expired, and they still treat it like a treasure.
After scolding for a while, Chu Wensheng frowned and asked: "Are you sure you meant the eldest lady of the Tao family, not the young lady?"
"Can you say that I'm wrong? I'm talking about the eldest lady. You don't even know that when I mention this matter, they will look at you with just two words. You can't wait to have the word "contempt" tattooed on your forehead."
Chu Wensheng stopped scolding and sighed deeply: "Time is destiny. In this case, as a father... let's think of other ways."
Chu Qing was also a little bit unbearable. His father seemed to be pushing him into the fire pit, but this was not a kind of helplessness. If he really lost his official position, he would not have a good life. It could be seen that his father was better than him.
Even more disturbing.
"Think about others and whether there are any officials you are familiar with."
"There are no officials." Chu Wensheng frowned, thinking hard, and murmured: "I wonder if there is a widow that no one wants. Oh, let me think about it carefully as a father."
