It wasn't that Chu Qing was ignorant of etiquette, but he couldn't hold back his anger as soon as he took a look at the papyrus in Wei Changfeng's hand.
Just because of these scraps of paper, my father is now looking for swords all over the yard to kill people. If he hadn't been so busy, how could he have caused so many troubles.
Chen Yan was furious and said coldly: "Do you know who we are? If you tell me, I'm afraid..."
Wei Changfeng waved his hand to silence the statement, but he was not angry and pointed at the papyrus happily: "Is it written by Mr. Chu?"
Chu Qing asked angrily: "Did Tao Shaozhang ask you to come?"
"Not bad." Upon hearing this, Wei Changfeng immediately confirmed that the boy in front of him was the person he was looking for.
When he saw the rightful owner, Wei Changfeng showed excitement on his face and said impatiently: "I know what is written on this piece of paper, but I don't understand its meaning. That's why I came here to ask Mr. Chu if he could give me some advice."
"Not interested." Chu Qing pointed to the door again: "Goodbye, no farewell, 886."
"This... Mr. Chu, I have prepared a small gift and come to visit you. He is an elder, so there is no reason to drive him away."
"Did you bring a gift?" Chu Qing glanced at Chen Yan: "Where is it?"
Chen Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and took out an ancient book from his arms: "Knowing that Mr. Chu is a scholar, we specially searched for the manuscript of "Huiyu". This book is..."
Chu Qing's face was full of disappointment: "What do I need this thing for? I can't even recognize the characters, so I'll give it a discount."
"Discount?"
"Yes, money, copper coins, silver notes, do you have them? Don't you want to ask for the accounts? Get the money."
Chu Qing also figured it out. Anyway, this matter has reached this point, and it cannot be avoided. It is better to earn some money to spend, which can be used when running away with his father in the future.
Chen Yan and Wei Changfeng looked at each other.
Is it shameful to visit your home and directly ask for money?
"Damn it, I don't have enough money to ask for advice. I'm just prostituted for nothing. Do you think you guys are just shopkeepers?"
Wei Changfeng hurriedly said to Chen Yan: "What are you doing here? Quickly use some money."
Chen Yan was speechless, took out a purse from his sleeve and poured out a few strings of copper coins.
Before he could count, Chu Qing grabbed it and said, "Bring it to you."
Chen Yan became anxious: "This is a lot."
"Just because of your eldest son and the accounts, there is a fool who came here early in the morning to accuse you, let alone a consistent one, he wants you for less than a hundred coins!"
After taking the money and cursing, Chu Qing grabbed the pieces of papyrus and came to sit down at the stone table in the garden.
Wei Changfeng and Chen Yan quickly followed.
Chu Qing pointed at the piece of paper and said without raising his head: "Listen up, I'm going to say it again, this is a plus, this is a minus, this is the reimbursement ratio, this is..."
Wei Changfeng heard what he heard, and interrupted loudly: "Mr. Chu is naturally very talented, but this secret talisman is not in a hurry."
After finishing speaking, Wei Changfeng took out another account book from his arms and placed it on the stone table: "Why don't you, Mr. Chu, take a look at this account to see if there is anything fishy about it."
"This is not the accounts of Xiao County. Where is Hezhou?" Chu Qing glanced at it: "No, your eldest young master is so idle that he can't bear the acid. He is a young minister from Dali Temple who is in charge of taxation. What's going on here?
It says Hezhou Prefecture."
Having said this, Chu Qing still opened the account book, glanced at it casually, and said angrily: "Are there any good people in Chang Dynasty? The governor of Hezhou has been greedy so much."
Wei Changfeng, who was standing behind Chu Qing, kicked Chen Yan directly and asked with a smile: "How did Mr. Chu see it?"
"If you're blind, you can't tell. It's obviously a collusion between the government and businessmen. The grain storage in the granary is decreasing year by year, and the price of grain in Hezhou remains high. Then why are the taxes paid by grain merchants getting higher and higher? It's because there is no tax evasion. It's precisely because there is no tax evasion.
The amount of grain sold is exactly the amount of grain discarded by the government."
Turning his head, Chu Qing said happily: "This is so easy to catch. There is no need to find any evidence. The government secretly gave the official grain to the grain merchants. Without the low-priced official grain, the grain merchants took the opportunity to raise the price, and the Ministry of Household Affairs who inspected the tax
Officials are not local officials, so the amount of taxes paid by grain merchants does not dare to be false. If you compare the figures, you will know that it is exactly the amount of official grain resold by the government."
Wei Changfeng's eyes were bright and burning: "Can you tell just by looking at this account book?"
"Then what else?"
Wei Changfeng took out another account book as if he were doing magic: "How about this one? Is there something fishy about it?"
"Do you two still have money?"
Chief Wei looked at Chen Yan anxiously and said, "Why don't you get some money quickly?"
Wu Yan was about to cry: "This junior... I don't have any money left on me."
"Is it really gone? Look in your sleeves and in your arms."
"Junior really has no money."
"Really no more?"
"There really aren't any more."
"Okay." Wei Changfeng reached into his arms and took out a bunch of copper coins and placed them on the stone table.
Chen Yan: “…”
After Chu Qing collected the money, he opened the account book, glanced at it for a few times, frowned slightly, then turned around and shouted: "Fu San, get some paper and pen."
Fu San, who was watching the excitement from a distance, ran away, while Chu Qing tapped on the table and read the numbers one by one.
They are all numbers, and there are no unknown characters, but the numbers are too complicated and huge.
Even Chen Yan looked nervous.
This account is a unified account, covering three states, nine prefectures and twenty-six counties. The taxes in it account for 20% of the entire dynasty.
This account was handed over to Wei Changfeng last night. He brought it with him because he had to report to the palace.
There was nothing wrong with the accounts. It took more than 20 officials from the Ministry of Accounts to check them for eight full days.
But Wei Changfeng felt that there was a problem. If there was no problem, he would not report to the palace.
As for where the problem lies, it is not the account books, but other reasons.
Fu San brought paper and pen, and Chu Qing grabbed the pen in an extremely weird posture and began to check.
This was a long time, half a stick of incense, but Chu Qing had only opened the first three pages.
"The Chenliucheng Iron Mine is not as good as it is. There are 200 fewer trucks, and there are more than 3,000 civilian workers working at the mine. Compared with previous years..."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Changfeng's expression changed drastically, and he grabbed Chu Qing's shoulders, his voice trembling: "Does Mr. Chu have an official position?"
Chu Qing obviously misunderstood. He squinted and patted Wei Changfeng's arm, and said angrily: "I'm not going to work in the Tao Mansion. Look at your faces. One-shot deal, ten dollars, this book
It will take at least two days for me to calculate all the accounts, and the first three pages alone are a loss of tens of thousands of guan, so I only charge ten guan, which is not much."
Chen Yan took a deep breath and looked at Chu Qing with an inexplicable look in his eyes.
He didn't know that there was something wrong with this entire account, but he could see that Chu Qing was right. If he hadn't been right, Wei Changfeng wouldn't have been so excited.
Even he himself began to get excited, because Chu Qing said that it would only take two days to complete the calculation of the entire account, while more than 20 senior officials in the household department had to do the calculation for eight days.
Damn it, that's not right.
At this moment, Chu Wensheng ran from another place carrying a single sword. When passing by Chu Qing and others, he called out: "Qing'er, friend?"
"That's right, it's just a waste of money." Chu Qing waved his hand: "Dad, just scare me, don't really kill me."
"I'll kill him!"
After finishing his words, Chu Wensheng rushed into the main hall.
Chen Yan was facing the entrance, but Wei Changfeng had his back to him, so Chu Wensheng didn't even see that there was a real big shot in the court in his mansion.
How could Wei Changfeng be in the mood to care about Chu Wensheng? He looked at Chu Qing with fiery eyes as if he were looking at a long-lost battlefield lover.
"Mr. Chu, why don't I find you a job?"
"Not interested in."
"Open your mouth, Jiupin."
"Not interested in."
I turned it over and over again, but it was just three words, and I was not interested because it was like a chicken talking to a duck.
Wei Changfeng was talking about several grades, which refers to official positions. As the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, he could recommend talented people to become officials in the court.
What Chu Qing understands is servants or stewards. People who work in large families are also divided into several grades, just like servants. Starting from the ninth grade servant, you will work for half your life, and you can be a steward at most.
"Oh, you're extorting money from me."
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Just as Chu Qing was about to let someone see him off, he heard loud curses behind him.
"How dare you, Chu Wensheng, to show off your weapon."
