Chu Qing left the room and returned to his squad room.
In my state of mind, something changed again.
Right or wrong, true or false, good or bad, who can tell clearly.
The ministers all followed the emperor, and everyone followed the emperor.
Chen Yan is undoubtedly an upright person, but such an upright person has always been a subordinate of the sixth rank, but has not been reused by Wei Changfeng at all.
Even though it was necessary to thoroughly investigate the world's taxation and banking, Wei Changfeng handed over such an important matter to Qiu Wanshan instead of other honest officials. This is enough to explain a lot of things.
When you like someone, you always want that person to be perfect. Chu Qing really thinks that Lao Wei is a good person, and he treats himself with all his heart.
It's a pity that Wei Changfeng is the Master of the Shangshu. How can the Shangshu be as perfect as he thought? Qiu Wanshan has expressed one thing not very implicitly. Wei Changfeng investigates the world's tax affairs, not for other reasons, but because Xinjun told him
He wants to do this, that's all, it has nothing to do with justice.
Back in the class room, Chu Qing smiled bitterly.
When people are in the arena, they cannot help themselves. When people are in the officialdom, they still act based on the look in their eyes. They look at the look in Shangguan's look and the look in the Emperor's look. If you don't look at it, you can. At the least, you can pack up your bed and get out, at worst, you can confiscate your family and exterminate your clan.
In history, there have been many truly honest and good officials who devoted themselves to the country and the people, but in the end they never met a happy end. The fundamental reason was not that they were good or bad, but simply because they were "disobedient" or not smart enough.
Chen Yan pushed the door open and sat in front of Chu Qing with a smile.
Looking up at Chen Yan, Chu Qing suddenly realized that he didn't seem to hate Chen Yan very much anymore.
"You can come here if you want, no need to knock on the door."
Chen Yan, who had never knocked on the door before, laughed and said, "This is my classroom."
Chu Qing curled his lips.
Staring at Chen Yan, Chu Qing suddenly felt a sense of sadness and guilt.
Sadly, he had a premonition, an extremely strong premonition, that Chen Yan should stop being the leader of the sixth rank, but this may also be a good thing for him. Once he rises to the fifth rank, he will have greater power, and he will have more power.
With more voice, he can go to court and enter the palace. By then, Chen Yan will see more injustices. At that time, Chen Yan will not end well.
What makes me feel guilty is that Chen Yan can become close friends with Tao Shaozhang, so Tao Shaozhang is also the same kind of person, a rare alien, but he, Chu Qing, wants to trick a rare alien in this world.
For a moment, Chu Qing suddenly understood Qiu Wanshan.
Yes, everyone has a view of right and wrong, good and evil, but when it comes to choosing between their own fundamental and core interests, they still choose to "seek compromise". Conscience is too close, and what is close always hurts, and it is too close.
Far away, if you throw it away, it will be thousands of miles away. When you throw your conscience thousands of miles away, it will no longer hurt, you will feel calm, and you will be able to become a person who you were originally not.
The person you want to become.
Good people never live long.
Chu Qing, who had already suffered countless beatings from society, didn't want to delve into the truths that would make him hesitate anymore. He shook his head vigorously to get these practical but unrealistic thoughts out of his mind.
"By the way, didn't you secretly send the accounting results of Xiao County to Dali Temple before, and Tao Shaozhang didn't look for you?"
Chen Yan shook his head: "I just made some inquiries and found out that Mr. Tao has not gone to court in the past two days. He said he was on leave for two days. I think he went to Xiao County for private investigation again. He should be back today. After returning to Beijing, he himself
You will see those accounts, and you should be seeing those accounts in Tao Mansion now."
"Okay, I just have something to ask of my uncle. After a while, the clerk will exchange the banknotes, and I will go to the Tao Mansion."
Chu Qing took a deep breath and made a decision.
He has already given up his conscience once. This time, he will give up too. However, he does not want to give up so completely. At least, he must retain some. Then he will explain to Tao Shaozhang how to choose only a little bit about the household affairs.
, it just depends on how Master Tao makes his decision.
The clerk came and handed the exchanged banknote to Chu Qing.
Originally, Chu Qing wanted to take Chen Yan to the Tao Mansion with him, but the guy said that he was only in charge of the sixth rank and had to ask for leave from Shangguan before he could leave the government office.
When he said this, Chen Yan looked helpless.
From the small office of the eighth rank, he can leave at any time, and he can go for several days at a time, but he still has to say hello to Master Shangshu.
After all, he was in the sixth grade, and then he had to go and ask for leave from his fifth-grade Shangguan. After that, they still couldn't give it to him. After that, he only asked for half a day's leave. After that... he didn't have to work in the shift room.
There really is no comparison between people.
When Chu Qing left the government office, Fu San was squatting next to him, chatting with the guard.
"I told you that you don't have to wait. Just go back home and rest after you send me here."
Fu San stood up, smiled and said nothing.
Waving his hand, Chu Qing smiled and said, "Let's go to Tao Mansion."
"Master, why are you going to Tao Mansion?"
"Ask your uncle to borrow some people."
Fu San didn't know why, but he didn't ask any more questions and followed Chu Qing.
Chu Qing walked for a while, thinking about whether he should hire a sedan or ride a whole pony in the future. It was just a matter of going up and down. The journey was not very long. If he wanted to do something in the future, he would have to rely on two legs.
Let’s go. The capital is so big that we can’t walk all the way in one day and one night.
When he arrived at Nanshi, Chu Qing went straight to Qizhen Pavilion.
As soon as his right leg crossed the threshold, he shouted directly before the shopkeeper and his waiters came up to meet him.
"The geese and geese are singing to the sky, white feathers are floating on the green water, and red palms are stirring the clear waves." Chu Qing pointed to the wall casually: "This, this, and that, these three calligraphy and paintings are all wrapped up, outside of this young master.
Wait, hurry up."
After finishing speaking, Chu Qing went directly to sit on the steps outside.
The shopkeeper didn't even let out a fart, but kicked each of the two waiters beside him.
"What are you doing in a daze? You, frame those three calligraphy and paintings. You, copy the masterpiece that Mr. Chu just sang. Go quickly."
A quarter of an hour later, Fu San followed Chu Qing to Tao Mansion carrying three framed calligraphy and paintings.
As Chu Qing walked, he began to recall the little inventory left in his stomach. He planned to write it down when he returned home, sort it out and take it to the Qizhen Pavilion to see if he could wholesale it all at once, so that he could make some repairs for his father.
Taowu Palace’s money.
Originally, Chu Qing thought of sustainable development. He would sell things slowly when they are scarce, and he could make a lot of money just from Qiu Wanshan. But now he is too short of money and can't care about so much. Anyone who can make money
He must try every method.
After leaving Nanshi, Chu Qing was about to arrive at Tao's Mansion. Chu Qing saw an old man carrying a pole on the side of the road. There were some melons and fruits in it, which were always sent to wealthy families, and there were still a lot left.
"Fusan, do you have any money?"
"Bring it."
"How many."
"Sixteen articles."
Chu Qing was stunned: "Why is it still sixteen cents? Didn't you buy oranges for the sixteen cents before?"
"You won it by playing money."
"Where did you win it?"
"Won it from a servant."
The more Chu Qing listened, the more confused he became: "Don't you have no capital? How did you win?"
"You know that I have no capital, but the servants don't know that."
"Then what if you lose?"
Fu San chuckled: "Youngster has no money, so if you lose, you lose."
Chu Qing Shuqi gave a thumbs up, his face full of admiration.
This guy Fu San has the potential to be a capitalist.
