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Chapter 10

After taking a breath, the eldest lady said again: "Qiong'er, don't worry about getting married. If you don't have this one, you will have something better waiting in front of you. Aunt Su, you can go and see it boldly, but don't worry about Qiong'er because of her age.

Just look down on yourself, and if you meet someone suitable, it won't be a problem even if you ask the imperial concubine to come forward."

Aunt Su and Gu Qiong responded with sobs.

Gu Yu coaxed them for a while, and then the eldest lady asked them to go back and wait for news.

After the two left, Gu Yu waited on the eldest lady and used the decoction, and said softly: "Mother has to do the hard work again."

The eldest lady was leaning on the couch, looking very tired: "No matter how much you worry about your children, how is your concubine doing?"

Gu Yu briefly told the eldest lady her experience of entering the palace today. The eldest lady's face looked better and she said:

"What a great opportunity. You've done a good job. I guess it won't be long before the Holy Emperor's decree comes down. Maybe you will be asked to help handle the case of Jiangnan scholars coming to Beijing. Then you will have to handle things beautifully.

Yes, Enyin's official position depends on this matter."

Gu Yu nodded.

The eldest lady frowned and said, "But you still have to put your sister's affairs first. If you can even tolerate this matter, wouldn't anyone in the Duke's palace be able to step on her in the future?"

Gu Yudao: "It's natural. Doctor Leng said that my mother was worried too much, which is why the disease became so severe. My mother can take care of herself and take care of herself. I am responsible for everything outside."

The Holy Spirit's decree came down in the evening, ordering her to follow the officials and participate in the whole process.

Gu Yu once again applied for leave to the Imperial College and went to the official office of the Ministry of Personnel to discuss with the ministers for several days.

Although she was favored by the Holy Emperor, she was still a junior in the eyes of these officials, and she came from a poor family and had not yet had an official status.

No one in the government office paid much attention to Gu Yu, and all they arranged for her were small and trivial tasks.

Seeing that the students were about to enter Beijing, the entire staff and offices were very busy.

Gu Yu's lunch was also served in the government office. Everyone else was in groups, but she was the only one sitting alone in the corner holding the food box sent by the Duke's Palace.

Her sister Gu Qiong knew that she had a sweet tooth, so she made peach kernel frosting cake and put it in. Gu Yu smiled and ate the cake, thinking about Dong Changmao.

Everything that needs to be checked has been checked out, and it’s time to make the layout.

At this time, Zhang Wenmin, the Minister of Civil Affairs, sat over and said with a smile: "My nephew, can I have a good meal?"

Gu Yu hurriedly swallowed the cake in her mouth and drank some tea to clear her mouth.

Zhang Shangshu is famous for his smiling face. She had been neglected in the government office for so many days, and he suddenly came over and affectionately called her his nephew. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

She then said carefully: "Use it, Uncle Shi, what do you want to say?"

Zhang Shangshu stroked his beard and sighed: "At my old age, I shouldn't be shy and talk to my nephew. But when things came to pass, I was really embarrassed, so I had to rely on my old age."

Gu Yu had a bad premonition and said: "Uncle Shi has been ups and downs in the officialdom for a long time. What on earth is going on that even Uncle Shi is in such trouble?"

Zhang Shangshu couldn't help but feel hot when he thought about what he was going to say next, but the beard on half of his face made it difficult to tell:

"My nephew previously donated five thousand taels for the symposium, but all of it has been used up. There are still many expenses to come, and I wonder if my nephew can lend a little more to help."

"What? Why did it run out so quickly?"

Gu Yu was really shocked. That was five thousand taels of snowflake silver. The preparations for the symposium were less than a quarter of the way. The speed of spending money was too exaggerated.

"Nephew, please be quiet, we haven't spent all the money yet." Zhang Shangshu looked around and asked the younger generation whether it was shameful to ask for money, but he didn't dare to open his mouth at Xiaoyao King's place, so he had to come to Gu Yu's place to try.

"We haven't spent all the money, but the Holy Spirit has allowed students from Jiangnan to enter Beijing and be escorted by post stations from all over the country. More and more people are following along the way. Every post station along the way is asking for money from us. This budget is about to be unsustainable.

Already."

Zhang Shangshu was worried about this matter every day. Although the emperor promised to provide money from his own private treasury, they could not be too presumptuous in asking for money.

Gu Yu saw that Zhang Shangshu's hair, which was already thin, was now even thinner, and understood his worries.

But she was not taken advantage of. None of the officials above the third rank in the imperial court were backed by aristocratic families and could spend huge sums of money. They just looked at her youth and coaxed her to bleed again. He said:

"Uncle Shi, I don't know how the money was allocated. How could it be spent so fast?"

Zhang Shangshu came well prepared, and immediately took out a thick booklet and showed it to Gu Yu:

"The advance is all here. Not to mention the money allocated to the inn, more than half of it is just renting the inn for the students, as well as food, clothing and transportation..."

Gu Yu looked through the booklet, which was filled with all kinds of expenses. Many of them were written almost wherever they came to mind.

The previous article is about four hundred and sixty sets of pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and the next article talks about preparing two hundred stones of millet, rice and rough flour. On these basis, there are countless traces of ink alteration.

At this moment, she suddenly understood why the Ministry of Accounts always delayed and reduced the allocation again and again. Even though she was very patient, she only felt a headache when she saw this messy account book.

"Uncle Shi, if you are at ease, please leave this account book with me for now. I will sort it out to see how many gaps there are. Then we will decide whether to report it to the Holy One or let's make up for it."

Although Gu Yu did not agree directly, Zhang Shangshu still had some hope and said: "Of course it is possible."

Gu Yu held the account book and looked at it for a while, then went out to call her servant Pingsha and ordered:

"You should go to the market in the west of the city immediately and find out the prices of rice, oil, vegetables, meat and other supplies. Ask what price you can get if you want a large quantity of goods. There are also cloth shops, ask the price of cotton wool and coarse cloth.

Oh, by the way, find out which embroidery workshop is free recently and can handle large-scale business, and ask the embroiderer about the market price for the quick work."

Pingsha ran out in a hurry.

Fortunately, she had experience in handling company finances in her previous life, so it was not difficult to rearrange the accounts. She took a blank book and started writing in a corner.

By the time Ping Sha rushed back, Gu Yu had already laid out the framework of the entire account.

Based on the prices Pingsha inquired about, he recorded and compared them one by one, and from time to time he used a brush to list some calculation formulas on the paper.

Zhang Shangshu had been paying attention to Gu Yu, and when he saw that she was sorting out the accounts without even using an abacus, he couldn't understand what she was doing.

I pretended to walk over and took a few glances, and found that she was sketching on the paper like a Taoist priest drawing talismans. I couldn't help but ask: "What is this?"


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