Chu Qing was kicked out by Chen Yan, and he lay down on the table and started writing and drawing to pass the time, thinking that he would ask for leave after Wei Changfeng went down to court and see if he could blackmail Qiu Wanshan for some money.
Time passed by, and after Chu Qing finished the drawings that only children under three years old could understand, he began to be in a daze again.
After finally staying up until noon, footsteps were heard outside, and the officials who had gone to court had all returned.
Chu Qing quickly opened the door, saw Wei Changfeng walking into the main hall, and followed closely behind him, leaning against the wall.
Wei Changfeng was just about to make tea when he saw Chu Qing come in. The dignified Lord Shangshu actually showed a somewhat nervous expression.
"But after asking your father, he has nothing to do with the Weijiang granary, Wuzhao Palace, money and food?"
It can be seen that Wei Changfeng really values Chu Qing, otherwise he would not be so nervous, because once Chu Wensheng's personal ethics deteriorates, the Ministry of Revenue will not be able to appoint Chu Qing.
"Uncle Wei, look at what you said, could my father be such a person?"
When he heard that Chu Qing called himself Shibo again, Wei Changfeng laughed loudly: "Looking at your humble appearance, you can tell that these two things have nothing to do with your father."
"That's right." Chu Qing added some hot tea to Wei Changfeng and said cheerfully: "These four words have nothing to do with each other."
Wei Changfeng stared at Chu Qing with a smile but not a smile, quite speechless.
At the beginning, this boy knew that the Ministry of Finance had to rely on him. He called him Wei Shibo and sweetened him. But yesterday, something happened with Chu Wensheng. He bowed down and changed his name to "Master Wei".
Today, after it was confirmed that Chu Wensheng was not at fault, he called himself Wei Shibo again. He looked just like an old official in the officialdom. He got close to him when he should get close to him, and he abided by the way of lower officials when he should get close to him.
"As for the Wuzhao Palace incident, my father spent the emperor's money on disaster relief."
Chu Qing did not hide anything. He said this in a few words, and Wei Changfeng sighed with emotion: "I never thought there was such a hidden secret. Your father is a good official who cares about the country and the people, not bad."
Chu Qing and Yourong Yan.
In fact, Chu Qing also deliberately mentioned this matter to everyone, because he knew that this was an act to gain reputation. Once things went to the worst, at least his father would still have a good reputation.
Many things and many people are just like this. You can call him stupid, but you must admire him. Many people and things worthy of admiration are actually stupid, because in this damn world, fools cannot survive and no one wants to
Be a fool.
Chu Qing was slightly absent-minded as he agreed.
Tao Shaozhang is a fool, Chen Yan is a fool, Mr. Wei seems to be a fool too, and even my father is stupid. But then I think about it, if there are more and more fools, will the world be better? The so-called peaceful and prosperous age is not right.
Was it created by a group of fools who didn't even care about their lives?
"That being the case, I will do everything for your father in both public and private matters. But for Wuzhao Palace, if you accept an errand, you must do it."
Wei Changfeng glanced at Chu Qing, frowned and continued: "Nothing has been moved yet, is there any regulations?"
"That's what I came to you to talk about. I want to take a few days off. I just want to take a leave. The main reason is to help my father with this matter and renovate the dilapidated house in the palace. But don't worry, there will be no delay. You will let me
If I want to check any accounts, I can just ask someone to copy them to me. I will go back to the mansion to do the calculations in the evening, and I will send them to you after calculating the figures."
"This matter is not urgent. Tax reform cannot be accomplished overnight. I haven't discussed it too much with Your Majesty yet. It will be fine just to calculate the accounts of Xiao County. I will throw this out in advance in a few days to see the effects and make plans.
"
"Then you have approved this leave, right?"
"It's natural. This matter concerns your Chu family. How can I not let him go?"
Wei Changfeng was a good leader who was very considerate of his subordinates. He smiled slightly and said, "I admire your father's benevolence and righteousness in this matter. If you need help with anything, please tell me."
Chu Qing hesitated for a moment, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
"Um...I do have something to ask you."
Wei Changfeng seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "You boy, you are really shameless. Anyone else would have thought you were being polite. It's better for you. I just opened my mouth now, so you have to beg."
Chu Qing showed a shy smile: "Do you have money?"
"money?"
"Yes, people are almost there now, but they are short of money."
"How much is missing?"
"I don't know, but the more the merrier."
Wei Changfeng fell into deep thought. After a while, he shouted outside the door and a clerk came in.
"Go, go outside and find out how much food the emperor allocated from the inner treasury to the Ministry of Works when he wanted to repair Wuzhao Palace."
The clerk responded and ran out. After a while, he came back and gave the number, one thousand five hundred guan.
Chu Qing took a breath of cold air. Even though he didn't have a very accurate concept of money now, he was still scared.
One thousand five hundred guan, even if all the officials of the Ministry of Revenue cut off their waists and sold them, they wouldn't be able to get it together.
Traditional money is equivalent to one thousand kilograms of rice, and a dou of rice is now five cents. One dou is equivalent to a little over six kilograms. That is to say, regular money can buy more than a thousand kilograms of rice. If converted, it will be equivalent to seven thousand kilograms in future generations.
It's about 1,500 yuan, so 1,500 yuan is basically 10 million yuan.
The emperor spent 10 million to renovate a house of more than 400 square meters. If you have this money, can you build a new one?
Of course, Chu Qing's calculation is still wrong. He calculated based on the exchange rate between now and later generations, which is not accurate at all. Rice in the north of Changchao is cheaper, but it is 30% higher in the south, and wood and stone are not converted in this way.
He thought it was a lot. In fact, the budget for renovating a palace with 1,500 officials was not very large.
But no matter how much or how little, Chu Qing definitely doesn't have the money.
"Fifteen hundred guans is not much." Wei Changfeng reached into his arms, then took out two large strings of money, that is, two guans, and said with a smile: "Take it and use it first."
Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry.
More than 10 million, you said it wasn't too much, and then you gave me two dollars. If you didn't take out your sleeves, I thought you were going to give me a Centurion Black Gold Card.
"Forget it, you should keep this huge sum of money for yourself and think of other options."
Chu Qing is not stupid. He has paid twice for a small amount of money and acted like he owes a huge favor. The gain outweighs the loss.
"Wait a minute, I'm trying to find some money for you."
After finishing his words, Wei Changfeng shouted outside the room: "Come here, call all the people in the government office who are in rank seven or above."
Chu Qing was stunned.
Lao Wei...Is this going to be done on-site through water dripping?
Glancing at Lao Wei, Chu Qing looked suspicious.
Lord Wei doesn't look like me, and the mansion next to the Chu Mansion is not named Wei either.
