When Qiu Wanshan left Zuilailou, he felt a little lighter as if he was drunk.
When they came out, the group of scholars with eyes as high as their heads bowed to see him off, their faces full of admiration, but their eyes were a bit strange.
But it doesn't matter, Qiu Wanshan doesn't care, he just wants to dominate the rankings.
The content of the literary list is the same, and it was unveiled at the same time today at various places in Beijing where literati gathered. In the end, all the poems and essays on the list will be posted, and the famous scholars in Beijing will comment on them, and finally the poems on the list will be selected.
arts.
Chu Qing followed behind, laughing secretly as he watched.
It’s a free whoring dog, a free whoring dog, no wonder they are all willing to do it for free, it’s cool, it’s human nature to get something for nothing.
However, Qiu Wanshan had prostituted Chu Qing for nothing, and the latter had no right to look down on the former.
Qiu Wanshan did not get into the sedan and walked on foot, as if he wanted to share his joy with others.
"Brother Xian, this poem of yours..." Qiu Wanshan asked curiously, "I don't know where you bought it."
Chu Qing on the side couldn't laugh or cry: "I did it myself."
"Don't joke with Brother Yu, where did you buy it?"
"I really did it myself."
Qiu Wanshan chuckled, with a somewhat vulgar smile: "Brother Yu, I understand, I understand, haha."
"No, what do you know?"
"Brother Xian is afraid that by introducing these poets to Brother Yu, Brother Xian will not be able to make any more money from it... Hehe, Brother Yu understands."
Chu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This guy was just trying to earn the middleman's price difference.
"I really did it myself, but if you need to pretend to be a bitch or slap someone in the face, you come to me. You get what you pay for, and I'll sell it to you."
It's okay if Chu Qing didn't say that. Once he said that, Qiu Wanshan became even more sure that those poems just now were written by others.
"Easy to say, easy to say, easy to say." Qiu Wanshan's expression was greatly moved. The more he thought about it, the more he felt itchy and unbearable. He couldn't help but think again: "Oh, the foolish brother will not treat the wise brother badly, why not introduce this to everyone..."
Or it could be said that Lao Qiu was blinded by his greed for gossip and wanted to directly bypass the middlemen and find manufacturers to "purchase goods".
Chu Qing rolled his eyes and interrupted: "I'll take 30% of the five guan for a poem. It's impossible to introduce someone to you. If it works, I'll get it. If it doesn't, I'll get it."
"Okay, okay, why not? It's agreed, five guans per poem, how much can you earn...hehe, Brother Yu doesn't care."
Chu Qing was too lazy to say anything.
You can't communicate with this kind of person in a formal way. Just think whatever you want.
"Brother, if you buy more, can you..."
"High quantity discount, how much do you want to buy?"
"How about six songs and two songs?"
Chu Qing turned around and entered the sedan without saying a word.
He's afraid that he can't help but criticize people, so if he has one song for five songs and two songs for six songs, you can just say buy one and get one free.
Qiu Wanshan didn't take it seriously and happily got into the official sedan.
After returning to the Hubu Yamen Office, Chu Qing no longer had the "no big or small" look just now, and followed Qiu Wanshan respectfully.
No matter how good the personal relationship is, one always has to pay attention to dignity. Even if Qiu Wanshan doesn't care, Chu Qing still has to take into account his own reputation. After all, he will be involved in officialdom in the future.
Lao Qiu took Chu Qing directly to the room next to the main hall.
The clerk who had been waiting for him brought refreshments. Qiu Wanshan asked the clerk to exit, and then took out an account book from the wooden box beside him.
"Chu Shucheng, the accounts you read in the Tao Mansion were actually transcribed by Chen Yan. Although there are no omissions, they are incomplete. This is the account book reported by Xiao County."
After returning to the government office, with people coming and going outside, it was naturally impossible for Qiu Wanshan to call him a foolish brother and a wise brother.
They are all seasoned professionals in the workplace. No matter what the relationship is in private, they must put on a show when they get to the "unit". No need for famous quotes, both of them understand this.
Chu Qing stepped forward, took the account book and started looking through it.
It’s similar to what I saw before, but the recorded amounts are more complicated.
Chu Qing flipped through it casually, and Qiu Wanshan asked, "Do you have any friendship with Chen Yan?"
"No." Chu Qing shook his head: "We just met yesterday."
"Okay, in that case, let's verify Xiao County's accounts first..."
Speaking of this, Qiu Wanshan couldn't help but lower his voice: "Chen Yan and Tao Shaozhang have an irreversible friendship. After you calculate Xiao County's accounts, if you unintentionally let Chen Yan know what's wrong with it, he will naturally tell Tao Shaozhang."
"Understood."
"Master Wei ordered you to teach arithmetic. There is no one to supervise you in the Household Department. You only need to spend an hour every day to teach the chiefs. When something happens, don't look for me in the government office.
It’s worth telling me again, but I understand.”
"understood."
"Okay, there is one more urgent matter. How about seven pieces of money and two songs?"
Without saying a word, Chu Qing took the account book and turned away.
After leaving the class room and returning to his office, Chu Qing found a few blank bamboo slips and began to check them carefully after closing the door.
To him, this kind of false accounting is like an empty thong. The symbolic meaning is greater than the actual effect. He can see the fishiness in it at a glance.
As time went by, Chu Qing quickly finished reading the account book, and it was Xu time before he knew it.
The working hours of officials in the Chang Dynasty were quite auspicious. They worked from morning to night, seven days a week. Later generations of Wall Street tycoons would have to kneel down.
As soon as Xu Shi arrived, Chu Qing pushed open the door and was the first to leave the Hubu Yamen Office.
Fu San had been waiting outside, and when he saw his young master coming out, he waved repeatedly.
Chu Qing looked at Fu San. This guy's expression was like that of a parent picking up his children from school, which made Chu Qing feel a little guilty.
The ancients only had two meals a day, at least that was the case for ordinary people. Fusan didn't eat anything early in the morning. At noon, he spent a long time outside Zuilailou, and then returned to the outside of the Hubu Yamen Office for another afternoon.
It was obvious that he hadn't eaten anything all day.
"From now on, you can go back after you deliver it to me. Come deliver the meal at noon. After delivering it, go back home and rest. Come pick me up when the hour is almost here."
Fu San shook his head: "How can this happen? The little one should just wait outside."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's do this."
If it weren't for his "notorious reputation", Chu Qing would have wanted to go to and from work alone and let Fu San pick him up. He was also afraid that one day a commoner would suddenly come out and stab him twice.
The master and the servant were walking and chatting. Fu San asked curiously: "Master, what kind of official business do you handle in the Household Office?"
"Just accounts and stuff, some trivial matters."
Fu San let out an oh, and said with a smile: "If I can stay outside a little longer and get acquainted with all the adults, can I also go to the Household Department Office to see some of them?"
"See what?"
"Look at the official documents and accounts, you will learn a lot."
Chu Qing rolled his eyes fiercely. In his last life, he had a fourth uncle who worked as a security guard in a hospital. After working for seven or eight years, he never heard of any doctor asking him to go into the operating room to perform two operations.
"The young man has been killing people at the border for eight years, and his accumulated military achievements are not as good as those of a ninth-grade civil servant. They all say that the Beijing officials are very powerful, and the Beijing officials of the Sixth Ministry are even more powerful. If you can enter the government office of the Sixth Ministry, you will be breathing fire from your ancestral grave.
"What a great blessing." Fu San said with admiration on his face: "Young master, you are still so awesome. You can join the Hubu Yamen Office at this age, which is very enviable."
Chu Qing smiled slightly and didn't know how to explain it. He could only say that it was just luck that caused the blind cat to kill the mouse.
After returning to the mansion, the housekeeper said that the master had just come back and was called away by the eunuchs in the palace. He said that there had just been a locust plague in Weijiang, and people from the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Rites were called into the palace to discuss how to resettle him.
Refugees.
Fu San sighed: "I don't know what happened in the first year of Zhengxing. There are disasters everywhere."
The housekeeper also smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, the locust plague in Weijiang has occurred for less than a month. There are many mountains and forests over there, and the number of people affected by the disaster is only ten thousand."
"Master." Fu San looked at Chu Qing and asked: "I remember that the master said before that the natural enemy of locusts is chickens. Aren't there many mountain people in Weijiang who raise chicken babies? How come there is a disaster and all the chickens are gone?